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remember that wall slam? done for an art challenge on reddit. Prompt was 'against the wall' but I couldn't decide who of them was going to be against the wall so I did both haha
i can't do this anymore! i mean i can, and i will, obviously. but i can't fucking do this anymore!
The Shen Yuan that dies - really dies. He actually dies and doesn't transmigrate, but well, you know, death is a timeless thing and the flow of time itself in the world of the dead is so weird lol So, well, let me make up that all the demons and ghost kings and cultivators inhabit this powerful timeless space where the dead also go, and oh, there's Shen Yuan now -
So, Shen Yuan is just a silly ghost fire filled with pent-up rage, damn shitty novel, damn shitty author. Is he āaliveā for something? Because of how much he hates PIDW and its fucked up ending. Get a lower-ranking ghost body because he's just... angry at Airplane. His new form is, ah, well, different and weird, but he can grow his hair to go unnoticed, and can steal some robes.
Get a small job eventually just because he was bored and although he don't need to eat, it would be nice to have extra money - and the tea house owner doesn't care if he's a human or a ghost as long as he's not creepy with the customers and serves their tables. It's a routine that gives him the quick financial support to get bad books, complain more - and maybe he's getting stronger because of it? Because of his anger at mediocre authors and repressed anger? Does it even make sense?
At some point, Tonglu opens. Shen Yuan has headaches and the desperate feeling that he must go, as if he summoned. He tells his boss he's going to be out for ghostly reasons - his boss is like, oh, you needed a vacation anyway. And Shen Yuan goes.
It's a massacre, of course. A mix between the Hunger Games and the Purge, but Shen Yuan has something they definitely don't: a lot of knowledge in shooting video games. And he doesn't have a gun, but hey, he can shoot resentful spiritual energy and it works like bullets or something - he soon discovers that the more ghosts he overcomes, he becomes stronger. He has more power to throw, more skills, a stronger body.
Go to the kiln. Have bloody fights. At some point he gets a sword and it takes him forever and nothing like a training sequence to use it properly. And finally, the kiln opens and Shen Yuan comes out looking... Well, stronger.
He returns to the teahouse to change and take a bath. The owner tells him that it's been thirteen years, what the hell, but lets him in and gives him hot water and clothes.
Shen Yuan's new body and new abilities are strange to him. He notices himself taller. Stronger. His hearing and smell have improved. His abilities seem to be more wordy, as if he could persuade people if he spoke to them in a specific tone, as if his words could bind them. Well, it's not a bad way to be dead.
Shen Yuan tries to continue working at the tea house, but the humans are clearly terrified by the powerful ghost king aura in their area, so there are hardly any customers. Shen Yuan just sighs and decides to leave. He has some savings anyway.
Ghosts run away from him. Humans either try to kill him or hide. Shen Yuan is fed up; no matter if it is in the mortal world or the ghost world, people are gossiping about him and how he has not taken a Territory, about how unorthodox he is, about how they are waiting for him to start his killing spree one day.
Shen Yuan learns to change his appearance from creepy ghost to normal human, hide his resentful energy, and camouflage himself in the human world. It's a long way from his old tea house, and so many years have passed that the kind owner has probably already died, so Shen Yuan gets another job at a bookstore. Nothing unusual. Just a boy who was once from a wealthy family and was disinherited when his older brother took over the family leadership because of their bad relationship. Now he must work to live.
People swallow that story like a good meal, some even feel sorry for him.
And Shen Yuan is having a decent afterlife. Boring, mostly, but with good days. He reads a lot, gets angry a lot, writes authors letters that reach their desks without them even realizing how the hell did this crazy guy find his addresses. Let's just say he's having an interesting life.
Then one day, he meets Luo Binghe.
He... He literally knows that he's Binghe. It couldn't be anyone else but Luo Binghe. He does his investigations, and apparently, Emperor Luo Binghe exists, he has been there all along. It's not like Shen Yuan knew it; the ghost realm and the human-demon realm are divided, and even if they have a common mortal ancestor, demons and ghosts don't usually meddle in their own things.
Not that Shen Yuan wants to be cannon fodder anyway; he keeps his distance in Binghe, works at that bookstore, gives friendly greetings to his customers, and keeps sending angry letters to authors.
And one day Shen Yuan receives a direct visit from Luo Binghe at his door. With a letter in his hand.
"This letter was on my Second Wife's desk," Luo Binghe says, with a fake smile. "No one but her can open or read it, so this Lord wonders after discovering the resentful energy signature on the paper, what missives does this Ghost King exchange with one of the Emperor's wives?"
Shen Yuan is not surprised that Luo Binghe knows who he is - ever so OP the Protagonist! However, it is more difficult to explain that his wife actually writes cut-sleeved novels that the fact that Shen Yuan was reading and criticizing them in the first place.
Well, he's been dead for over a hundred years, really denying that he's at least bisexual at this point in his life...
how does being punched in the face feel like
Wang Xi was ready to stomp on this Aseck guy
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This moment was so ridiculous, I love how Wang Xi was really looking out for Mu Tianchi here š
Last night, I dreamed there was this really popular youtube channel calledĀ āWolfpackDanā, and it was a guy who literally lived with a pack of wolves in the forest, just documenting daily life.
Now, I need you to understand that Dan was not some sort of Coyote Peterson type. He looked and dressed like someone who would pretend to get drunk off of non-alcoholic beer and sayĀ ābruhā unironically. He looked like theĀ ābro I am straight up not having a good timeā guy. But there he was, literally living in the forest with a wolf pack, recording and uploading videos with his phone.
One of his videos opened with him talking to the camera aboutĀ āyeah, the pack went hunting today and just made a killā. He turned his wrist to pan his phone over his shoulder, where four wolves are pinning down and tearing into a whitetail buck who is two gasps away from death.
āWeāre actually hoping to make two kills today,ā he added, panning his phone the other way to show two more wolves latching onto a second deer.Ā āThe Old Ladyās pups are growing really fast and itās getting harder to provide for them. Once they can join the hunt, thatāll be a huge weight off everyoneās shoulders.ā
He panned back to the first deer, where the wolves were now tearing into the meal. āIām really hoping theyāll leave the pelt on this one intact,ā he said.Ā āI need a new cape. Winter is coming, guys.āĀ
The last shot of that video was him running through the trees with the pack, with a still-bloody deer hide draped over his shoulders.
I canāt remember any more of his specific videos, but the gist I got from them was that he actually wasĀ a contributing member of the pack (hence theĀ āweā) and had been raised at least partially byĀ the wolves themselves. Not sure how they raised him into this dudebro-looking twenty-something with a name like Dan, but they did?
Where did he get his phone? How did he pay for his data? Who taught him English? Why did he dress like that?
I have so many questions for WolfpackDan.
hurray for⦠whatever their name will beā¦. iām not good with names TvT
So xie lian, feng xin, mu qing and san lang (he and xl are a package deal ok) go on some big important mission together assigned by ling wen, right?
It's all vibes and snark and funny haha until Xie Lian somehow gets hurt protecting someone and these three fret over him (some more aggresively than others) because holy shit you got stabbed??? Are you ok???
And xie lian, trying to calm them down, goes "come on, this is just one sword, nothing compared to 100!"
The room gets really, really cold and really quiet all of a sudden and xie lian's features twist in horror as he realizes that he said that out loud and 1) made san lang flashback to probably the worst day of his life as a ghost and 2) now mu qing and feng xin have questions
And xie lian knows he cant get out of this one without answering them