coralsoves
oh, jiejie! let me play, please.
* if.. youren brought bihuan a harp & aishan just loves playing the harp
ghostances
ghostances
cb tgcfrpc <3
coralsoves
kind jiejie, i have a question. ( .. ) or two. two questions!
ghostances
@coralsoves if my heart could beat as it did when i were a human, i'd likely die /because/ of him.
coralsoves
haha, jiejie, you certainly get redder still when he actually presents them to you. he's kind of like a crow..
ghostances
cb.. he goes by they/he/it/she btw !
silvdarlings
for the sake of whatever your chengzhu is to my a–niang, i try to keep out of ghost city. (...) that being said.. you take care of many. have you ever seen a girl with pink hair?
* he wants to find his sister so bad don't mind him
ghostances
@silvdarlings i have many names, refer to me however, as long as it isn't ridiculous. ..go now, boy. she must be waiting.
silvdarlings
...! thank you! thank you so much! (...) miss... shaonu? i believe that's what others called you. thank you very much kind jiejie.
ghostances
@silvdarlings she isn't in my care, currently. ..however, she has been before, for an extended amount of time, at that. if you search hard enough, i doubt she will have fled the city by now.
ghostances
call me a fool, for i had believed your daft games. THE MURDERED NEVER REST EASY. info thread below.
ghostances
presently, they are a wrath who resides in ghost city, taking in those who have been hurt by any means, and nurturing them. she is known simply as the maiden.
ghostances
the rivers water brushes up against his bleeding form, stinging wounds, painful. his saviour lays there, knocked unconscious on the gritty sand. the view of him is beautiful.. and he tried, at least. someone who didn't take advantage of them, even if she ended up like this.
ghostances
NEW MB ABOVE THE CUT
coralsoves
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤa letter from k. atsushi...
my dearest a–jun⸒
ㅤas i sit here writing this, i realize this may be the last letter i write to you for awhile. the vision hunt decree has sparked an all out war, the people of watsumi island gathering a rebellion, and those willing to join for the sake of fighting against what's right. i find myself... freezing up whenever it comes the mention of yashiori island, or when it comes to the people of watsumi island. my heart just cannot handle being near that horrible place for more than the twenty some-odd minutes it takes to deliver supplies. its been many centuries since my father met his end, and yet... i still can't bring myself to be comfortable enough to physically fight. mhm, ive talked for quite awhile, haven't i? commissioner kamisato has said that he'd make sure this letter was delivered to you, so i can only believe in his words. don't worry, my dearest koibito, im safe.
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤwith love,
ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤsushi.
coralsoves
... yuanjun? i— what are you-?
* so like if they met shortly before the archon war, and this is after, where atsushi is getting into lots of fights after his father's death
coralsoves
( the half youkai's wings wrap around the fuzhu, a sniffle leaving him. he rocks himself in yuanjun's arms. )
ghostances
@crimsolic .. i’m sorry. [ the fuzhu apologises once more, because what can he really do apart from comfort ? hands draw him in further, a warmed embrace. ]
coralsoves
i just... ( tears finally spill out, and he lets his head rest against yuanjun's shoulder. he's quiet in his crying, shoulders shaking. ) its not... fair. i want my dad.
coralsoves
its weird. like my name is kawasaki atsushi, but its also zhu mengye... my mother was a liyue mortal.
* shakes u around