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ougenki replied to your post “{hmm but really, what to do with this blog}”
same lmao i'm just winging it and hoping for the best. seems pretty quiet tho, but that's understandable too ;v;
It’s probably a combo of different interests/hobbies and the baggage I mentioned earlier, even though I’ve had lots of great memories here, so I’m less inclined to rp c’: As of now, I can only see myself doing one-offs, crack, or ridiculous but ic things
{hmm but really, what to do with this blog}
i’m trying to draw more and be more playful with my pieces, so a lot of things are rough (as usual)
“Yeah, but… If I go and steal from Cao Prissy Pants Pi, I could get shot at…. Stabbed…. Injured…dead. Ling Tong is a garunteed punch in the face, but he can’t kill me~”
“That only removes one option,” Xun acknowledges his rare (very rare) moments of logic.. “You may still be shot at, stabbed, or injured - will you suddenly wear armor, let alone a shirt?”
“WELL! That is an exaggeration if I’ve ever heard one. Surely it can’t be that many. Why, I only robbed him twice this week, to go buy wines and then there was the time he caught me sneaking around in the palace.”
“I would not be surprised if you had thrown him off a cliff, but robbery again? Stealing from enemy supply units would be a more preferable option, would you not agree?”
@jinglebellpirate | continued from here [ x ]
“In truth, you are the subject of our story - mainly due to the ten headaches you have given Master Ling Tong. What have you done now?”
Lu Xun who trait that you inherited the most? Your father or your mother?
“While I possess traits from both, perhaps my habits resemble my mother’s more. When my father was away for diplomatic affairs, I would enjoy afternoons in the comfort of her arms. She would tell me the importance of seeing the good in others - even if it proved difficult. I assume I must have inherited her features, as well,” he prods at his cheeks. “The troops do not take my words as truth because of this, but I cannot blame her. Though, I still wonder what it would feel like with rougher features…”
with the lunar new year update, any suggestions for overwatch/dynasty warriors crossovers? asking for science 🖌️
Feng Xiu was driving the bus that hit Lu Xun c':
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Did I get the time zone rightWishing a very happy birthdaaaay to @crimsontigerlord on this blessed day!!! You’ve heard my mushiness for years, Efrik, but thank you for being a wonderful friend throughout the years! <3 I enjoy our weird talks that end up with someone falling asleep because life gets in the way gg. Just imagine that I’m saying Sun Jian’s words because it’s true - I’m extremely proud!! Meanwhile, someone else does the playful shoving c’:
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❛ pretty much most of it — there were no training sessions planned for today , so i thought i’d make myself useful. please eat up , there’s PLENTY more ! ❜ she’d deemed it her personal duty to feed the hungry ranks of wu , && what better person to start with than lord lu xun ? he’d spent hours meticulously scrutinizing the latest battle strategies , && the fatigue tugging at his features is highly apparent , so surely he’d benefit from a full stomach of freshly cooked food. taking care of oneself outside of battle was extremely IMPORTANT , as neglecting basic care would surelyonly cause problemsin the long run. ❛ when you’ve finished , i’ve made a dish special for the kingdom of wu — i call it 虎 芋煮 ! i’m not having anyone going hungry , not after you’ve all fought so hard ! ❜ ❪ avianflame. ❫
“All of that work, yet you still cooked a special dish? You are much too generous,” Xun displays awe at her kindness (and especially her cooking). With the bowl’s contents nearly empty, the weary strategist intends on taking up Kai’s offer. His tendency to overwork leaves little time to socialize outside of business matters, yet Wu’s alliance with the Hōjō clan motivates him to befriend new people.
Glancing toward the chaos strewn across his desk, he finally admits defeat.
“I do not think I can manage any more studies for the day. After the next dish, perhaps I may join you in delivering more to our forces?”
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❛❛No, not at all.❜❜Lu Xun was a commander in this camp, right ? So why was he speaking to Katsuie as though the two of them were equals ? Lu Xun could enter and exit the tents whenever he liked, and without any prior warning. Besides, the green samurai was an outsider. Lu Xun had no reason to trust him and give him privacy.
❛❛Warriors who have set aside their differences ? What do you mean… ?❜❜It sounded like many warriors with different affiliations fighting together under one banner. But…how was that possible ? Even the Land of the Rising Sun had never been united by one leader. The Mikado may have once ruled over them all…but not everyone had wished to serve him. How stable was this supposed alliance ?
❛❛I see. I…may speak with him later, once my condition improves. Although…why does he call himself ‘Gan Ning of the Bells’ ? Is there some significance behind the bells which he carries ?❜❜Brash and reckless…those were not words which Katsuie would use to describe Toshiie as he was now. However, he could imagine that Toshiie had once been such as a youth. The green samurai glanced away from Lu Xun as he continued to speak, though.❛❛No. I believe that the results of my actions were too minuscule to save your life. If anything…it was my survival that was the result of your efforts. I suppose that I should thank you for that. Although…yes. I appear to be healing at a reasonable rate.❜❜
“Ah, my choice of words simplifies matters, though I only wish they were simple. While most have chosen to work together, some grudges withstood the bending of time. Others have continued their tyrannical ways with little regard for our cause. Quite a pity, truly…” Xun brushed aside the words in favor of cautious optimism (mainly for his sake).
“There is no need to thank me - I am glad you are here with us,” the strategist smiled whether or not his ally noticed it. “Once you recover, you can find him by listening for these bells,” Xun confirmed Katsuie’s inquiry. “Back in my homeland, Master Gan Ning and his men wore them to warn enemies of their impending doom. He compensates for his lack of stealth with brute strength, making him a valuable asset to our forces. I appreciate his action when my mind stalls.” Sharing details of his comrade reminded Xun of his harrowing experience as one of the last remnants of Wu. Stationed at Hefei, news about his kingdom gradually dwindled, and he assumed the worst. He last witnessed that strange army in blue overwhelm his forces before he succumbed to darkness. Whatever powers these mystics held, he was grateful to reunite with his second family.
“Forgive me, I have rambled on about a fellow comrade, but what about you? Have you encountered someone from your own era?”
