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TGCF: Anticipation

 Yeah so, anyways, remember kids, art is an inherently masochistic tendency

Okay so, this August I was visiting my family, and while I was there my little sister made me watch the Heaven Official’s Blessing (Tian Guan Ci Fu) Donghua, and long story short, after about 6 hours of denial I have accepted my fate and I’ve stolen all her books and I’m here now 3 months later, I spoilered myself on literally everything and when I tell you the absolute death grip this shitshow has on me The absolute death-grip this ship has on me, oh my GOD I can’t put it into words how much I’m not normal about Lang Qianqiu and Qi Rong

ANYWAYS SPOILERS

Through my incoherent descent into madness, I had the idea what if before his soul fully reformed and came back Qi Rong was conscious for a while, like he could see and hear his surroundings but there wouldn’t be enough of him for others to see him yet, something something isolation but also some time for him to think and feel conflicted about the fact that Lang Qianqiu is not only raising his son but helping to bring him back Also I headcanon him to be gone for like, 3-ish years, so Guzi is like, 10 years old here Idk I have many thoughts and emotions about this so naturally I had to let them out in the most masochistic way possible

Also this piece was also inspired by a little comic by @/starbiology​ (on both Twitter and Tumblr): https://at.tumblr.com/starbiology/nightmare/i7budjcsdzvi (Also special Thank You to her for explaining QiuRong to me when I was still new to the Fandom)

It didn’t exactly turn out the way I wanted it to, I couldn’t make some things work the way I wanted, but I’m pretty happy with the overall outcome (Despite the fact that I struggled so much with it holy shit, I’m never drawing anything again without making a proper charachter design ref-sheet first, the pain and suffering it was to figure out the designs on the fly, I’m never doing that again, same with the colors, it genuinely felt like I was purging something from myself drawing this) I had to downsize it like 3 times because it was too big to turn into a gif, which is just a travesty, so I’ll probably upload the non-gif full size image tomorrow TGCF belongs to MXTX Art by @mexcraziness-art 

呪術SEED by feedmetrash

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[TRANS] ElyXiOn Chanyeol Solo Performance

The lyrics were compiled from the lyrics shown on screen during the concert.

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The hands that steadied me when I was struggling. The eyes that comforted me when I was crying. The dream we dreamed together when we closed our eyes. If I had held on to that hand just a bit tighter, if I hadn’t let go, would I be different from what I am now? If I’d met those eyes just a bit longer, if I hadn’t avoided them, would I still be flying now?*

My dreams came true earlier than I expected and the despair found me earlier, too. The happy moments might have stopped somewhere between the two. I pray every night, and even if I yell out, asking for an answer, in the end every day is the same as yesterday. The people who comfort me, and the ones behind them who mock me, nothing has changed at all.

I looked to the ground more than the sky, and at the footsteps I worked so hard to make being erased one by one. There I fill with loneliness, collapsed, and eight hands reach out to me.

When I’m worn out, I hold tightly on to eight hands. There’s nothing else to do, we just have to overcome it all. I go over the dreams we had together from the very beginning, and I raise my head. The hate and betrayal filled my body, and when I was worried whether I could overcome the anxiety they held me tighter, I can feel the warmth of the hands patting my head. There’s still so many hands here to hold on to me.

When I’m worn out, I hold tightly on to eight hands.  Having forgotten how to fly, I lean on those beside me, because even with broken wings, together we can fly higher. We have to know to forgive and love. With my eyes closed, I heard that person’s unfamiliar voice, and I pray to that voice once again.

When I want to give up on everything and let it all go, and when I’m tired, I hold tightly on to eight hands. When I’m worn out, I hold tightly on to eight hands.

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