starquils
... is that the second terror of the heavens in your bed.
* live jiansheng reaction to shuihan
tranqile
fifthkings
pillows don't talk, yin shui.. yawn.
* eepy mohan
tranqile
@fifthkings if someone walks in.. this is entirely inappropriate. you’re going to leave me to explain, ha ? mwah..
starquils
haha! my lord, come on! else we'll miss it!!
* festival when he first began working under yin shui .. i cant stress how similar jiansheng is to mohan when he was alive.. b4 the heartbreak
tranqile
@starquils i suppose, let’s be on our way, quickly now. i’ll see to it we get the best seat.
fifthkings
he had frowned softly— dealing with some sort of demon that had wanted both their heads wasn't something he'd wanted to do. with liu qiang constantly targeting the heavens, he and yin shui had crossed paths quite a few times. he'd wanted to deal with this demon even less when he found out it made you unable to lie if it hit you. so he and yin shui had teamed up to destroy it, though he regretted taking a hit from it to save the god.
he regretted it instantly. almost immediately he couldn't stop the words from escaping his lips── how lonely he was despite being surrounded by ghosts who adored him, how he was merely lashing out and truly, honestly, how he still loved yin shui even though he shouldn't.
he blacked out soon after, the ghost shutting his eyes for a long time. when he comes to, it is to the fire burning, and... yin shui by his side. "...?" liu qiang frowned, slowly sitting up— and he accidentally bumped his forehead against yin shui's. "... what's going on? did we beat it? " he's a bit drowsy, and he hasn't gotten his bearings. he's acting like his old self, which is a sign in itself if mohan isn't speaking so coldly at the moment.
fifthkings
" ... " he's quiet for the longest time, silver eyes glancing over at him with a deep frown. "... i don't— hate you. i.. hate how you made me feel all that time ago, but i never- " he mumbled softly.
tranqile
@fifthkings “ you don’t need to be alone anymore.. ” setting the hairpin in his lap, hands come up to caress the ghosts cheeks, pressing their foreheads together, exhaling. “ a-han, hate me all you like ..but i have clipped the thorns caging my glass heart. ”
fifthkings
" how annoying.. i thought if i was cold enough, those closest to me when i was alive wouldn't have to know just how lonely i was. " he frowned as he sighed, unable to shed tears but his eyes still sting so. even if he cannot cry, his undead heart still bleeds so. "... ive missed you too, " he mumbled softly.
fifthkings
what— yin shui, you can't use the favor for that! i really do love–
* angst. yw
fifthkings
ive never—-... no, i never.. someone like me, hah. fine. don't talk to me then unless its concerning matters regarding to his highness.
tranqile
@fifthkings ha, you think i’m assuming ?! i- ..i am /done/ with people prodding at my heart with knives- drawing me in and stabbing me through when they release what i am ! what kind of person i am— someone like you could never understand !
fifthkings
anyone like me? what is that supposed to mean?! don't you think it's too cruel to assume im just.. playing with your feelings?
fifthkings
aha? what's the problem, yin shui? ... raindrop?
* yin shui's live reaction to mohan walking around in a feminine avatar
fifthkings
hehe! you don't need to thank me. besides i kind of like it— there's a lot of pretty hanfus i can fit into like this.
fifthkings
" ...? " it'd been a quiet day in the yong'an. quiet as in really, the prince's vassals sitting together as qianqiu ran laps. mohan's first thought was that he really didn't understand why their prince preferred running over writing laps. he blinked when he noted that yin shui passed him a note, blinking. "... what is it? " he asks.
* developing more of mohan's backstory... blink blink
tranqile
@fifthkings flushing, the retainer’s face becomes a flustered mess, immediately crumpling up the bit of paper and tossing it away. it was a mistake— he didn’t mean to- “ forget it ! ignore that.. just forget. ”
fifthkings
he frowned as his eyes skim over the last character of yin shui's name and the last character of his own name combined. mohan blinked at the sight of it. " ... cold water? " he tries to think of what their names combined would mean.
tranqile
@fifthkings as the taller scribbles down their names a few times, it’s as if the lines blur together, the retainer’s fingertips getting used to handling the brush so well that he accidentally writes their name as a whole. ‘ shuihan.’ he doesn’t seem to realise until the other has already read it.
fifthkings
oh ignore him, he should be finding HIS shizun! ugh. can't stand the guy.
tranqile
@fifthkings and this person, is he someone who frequents here ? ha, if he bothers you so much, you have the ability to rid him.
taihuas
with repairs going on, it just .. feels like there's been so much. (...) sigh, this is... guzi. qi rong was possessing his dad's body, and.. protected him i guess.
* shortly after the battle with jw!
taihuas
he's nothing but ghost fire now, see the lantern guzi's holding? (..) this is more complicated than it started out. mohan has always been kind.. ill send my thanks when i get a moment.
fifthkings
" yin shui! " a loud yell from the ghost before sticking himself to the god's side, gray eyes shining before he grabs the god's hands. " you're here.. it's good to see you! " he beamed, fingers entangling into yin shui's. " the ghost children were wondering when the strong gege would show up again! "
fifthkings
"..." and he smiles, softer and less of a grin this time. but it is no less warm for the god he had long since given his heart to. back when they were only teens running around for their prince. mohan lets a small hum. " ... do they? how dangerous, shui-er."
tranqile
@fifthkings “ how could it ? i do not have the answer either, but your smiles seem to have that effect. ” warming him from the inside, because the moment his a-han smiles, pupils dilate, and their heart starts to flutter.
fifthkings
" huh? how could anything of mine warm you—? " the ghost king blinks over at the god, tilting his head to the side. there is confusion in his eyes, then leans over to kiss his cheek.