#deiscension

[dnangelic]

#IM GONNNABAJWBAKKABKAHSHASLDKJLKGJFLKGJ #deiscension #I NEED TO SAVE THIS IN UR TAG LAIN AT THE V LEAST #ON MY BLOG #PLEASE

[deathfavor]

@deiscension replied to your post “sb: you look terrible and exhausted ling wen: shhh...”:

sqx covering their nose and getting the roach spray out just in case--

OOO get roasted ol' Pei. Looks like savagery runs in the family.

#deiscension #THE LAUGH LING WEN AND I LET OUT #SHE'S NOT EVEN GOING TO HIDE IT #JUST STRAIGHT UP LAUGHS #this was too good not to get its own post

[riwrite]

from @deiscension. Moss on a rock here to loop her arm through her best friend's and start chattering away as if it's her ordained right to yap his ear off. She'll even take it upon herself to brush some dirt (more likely imagined than not) from his shoulder before taking her fan out to keep the humidity at bay with broad, languid sweeps.

with his plain lack of reaction, it might as well be nothing happening at all, nevermind his peace and quiet being shattered by one wind master latching herself onto his arm like a leech and immediately beginning to babble on about something or other some other god did. he isn't listening ( though, truthfully, he doesn't need to. it had been an incident he'd witnessed himself through the eyes of one of the clones he has disguised as a middle official to keep tabs on happenings outside of his own purview as earth master ), but her tone is free of the judgement most others would slip into their speech about it — she even has defense for the man in question, and for a moment, he xuan thinks of how corrupt heaven is for the one most likely to stand up against unfair treatment being one who doesn't belong there.

it's a thought he's had many times, now, so it's as easy to brush away as the dust he's uncertain was ever on his shoulder. he allows her touch, the gentle brush of her fingers against his dark robes, the press of her elbow against his as she lets herself be led wherever he's going, and he allows her chatter, the bright voice by his ear switching topics to suggestions for ways they can spend the time ahead of them together. they are inseparable, two bodies walking as one, and he allows this. the pleasant breeze from her fan is angled just right to make their hair flutter in tandem.

he will tear this moss off his body and drown it one day if he must. underneath his skin of stone is a deep, dark ocean of roiling, stormy waves, anyhow. it is suffocating, and cold, and suitable only for dead things like himself. it's no place that moss can grow, and that, he tells himself, is for the better.

#hx......buddy.......u are. so fucked up #i think so much abt how he didnt have to let sqx get close. but he did. bc hes lonely and starving #and he has nowhere else to put the love he wants to still only belong to his late family AUgHHH #and also all ur tags on the moss post btw. made me insane. sqx...................... #these guys make me UNWELL !! #deiscension #‧ in. → 「 he xuan. 」

[illholy]

#deiscension #deiscension : shi qingxuan #◜𝑱 ◞ ⸻ ⃰ img. #* pointing aggressive at them also.

[horrcpedia]

Standing  at  their  side  ,  you  allow  your  gaze  to  travel  across  the  rather  quiet  enviornment  .  It's  unnerving  ,  but  even  so  ,  you  sit  .  Hand  on  your  chin  as  your  other  palm  sits  on  the  hilt  of  your  gun  ,  just  in  case  as  the  paranoid  mind  makes  up  scenarios  &  ideas  that  lurk  over  your  sunconsious  .  "  You  know  .  Usually  in  situations  like  this  ,  where  all  seems  quiet  -  There's  usually  somebody  lurking  in  the  shadows  ,  ready  to  pounce  &  kill  us  b o t h  !  "  💚 @deiscension

#ic. #deiscension #starter. #hiii there i kept it pretty ambiguous for anyone you wanna reply :3

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🎲 tossing sqx into the ring, who will be the (un)lucky winner

multimuse roulette | accepting!

this is so funny how did it pick out the one castmate on the list. (pushes him aside) anyways

lio shirazumi - i think a modern verse would work best for them! for a lot of reasons, including that he's uh. very toned down compared to canon there, because his modern verse is mostly built with lighthearted/silly interactions in mind (tho i'm certainly not opposed to using it for more serious stuff). another point is that--in my head, at least (since i don't really have many mutuals with knk muses to build this verse with)--he'd be friends or acquaintances with kirie and fujino, who are permanently hospitalized and in & out of the hospital, respectively. i think that could theoretically give them an excuse to meet? :oc

toto sakigami - give me just a little bit to come up with a genshin verse for them i already have some ideas brewing in my head-- sdhfdgkh but seriously i think the dynamic could be interesting! they've both got some complicated sibling issues (tm) (tho the issues in question are completely different) and they're both pretty friendly.

elizaveta snezhevna - this could go a few different ways! on one hand liza is a fatuus so they could wind up fighting. on the other hand, she's pretty chill and spends a lot of time just people-watching and stuff--maybe they'd just randomly get to chatting at a cafe or something? the possibilities are endless. also, once again, sibling stuff (tm)

#ooc #deiscension #srry the thing assigned you two whole freaks (3 if you count qr) #at least liza's normal

[h3artf3ltint3nt]

❝ would you come with me please? i adore your company. ❞ - for your tgcf verse! sqx inviting nw down to the mortal realm on a collaborative mission (and perhaps a bit of leisuring)

A FEW VARIOUS SENTENCE STARTERS

Kexin glances over at Shi Qingxuan and can't help the fond smile that crosses her features. As if there was even reason to even think she'd hesitate. She always enjoyed her time with Windmaster, particularly when that involved absconding to the mortal realm in disguise and messing around. She chuckles a bit and shakes her head. "How can I say no?"

#deiscension #v: tgcf #//I'll eventually think of cool tags for my verses #//....hopefully...

[cuckoo-among-beasts]

@deiscension sent: ❛ i already said i’m paying. you can buy next time, okay? ❜

Huaisang's new friendship was indeed very novel, but there had been an instant liking. The other has a very likable personality, infectious positivity and like Huaisang himself, seemingly a like for the dramatic and the pretty. Enjoying pleasure and fun. Not to mentioned that they carry a very interesting-looking fan.

Reaching for his purse, Qingxuan stops him, telling that they will pay for the hair accessories they had both picked out among the many pretty ones. "If that is your wish, but I do insist on paying for our next purchase." No matter what that purchase was.

#deiscension #[i wasn't sure if they're in male or female appearance #so i tried to leave that out and make it for you to decide #huaisang (and me) are fine with either]

[nvrcmplt]

"Would it bother you very much if this one watches you work for just a little while?" Though her inquiry is sweet as summer peaches, it's tinged with very obvious hesitation. Shi Qingxuan tries not to make her uncertainty too obvious, but the way her fingers twitch along the handle of her whisk surely gives her away. It's been quite some time since she's visited a site of pure, brunt physical labor. Still, there's a bright glimmer in her eyes as she bolsters herself, determined not to seem too out of her depth. Procuring an elegant wine jug from seemingly out of nowhere, she more confidently announces, "I've brought gifts, of course." She's not referred to as 'the young lord who pours wine' for nothing, after all! / for weisheng!

Strange it was, the breeze seemed to relax and his shack no longer rattled around his hammer hits out of fighting pressures, but with her voice behind him causing his ears to turn back in focus, he stared at the burning hues of his metal blocks. Turning to grasp the item and once more plunge it into the furnaces open mouth that roared with a tiger's hunger sated. Looking away from it for a millisecond would ruin everything, so she'd have to forgive him for motioning with his hammer for her to take a seat if she really wanted to stay. He didn't speak up until he removed the glowing thing from its depths to place back onto his anvil and struck with all balanced might over its length. "Pour us a drink then, lass." He spoke with ease, huffing with sweat building with ease and soot taking on stripes upon his frame.

"I ran outta drink three hours ago." The sharp strikes of his hammer sparked with ease, the hut shuddering once more, but it wasn't just that - but the entire mountain. As his clear gaze focused with thin slit pupils and an unnatural yet completely natural glow of lightening in his veins - the beast merely grinned as his skills were burning through the last of his drunken stupor. "I'll need a drink to celebrate, so pour a hearty one for my skills." Inhaling the very flames of the furnace, did his muscles bulk, straining from the energy flowing through his veins - but it did little else more spark upon his skin. His hammer struck strong and true, over and over.

This will be a Blade of the Gods.

#deiscension #« ( Weisheng ) » Answers.

[dnangelic]

The call comes a little past 10 PM. "Daisuke?" A little laugh, more of a hiccup than anything else. She sniffs. "Haha, I know I usually don't try talking this late. Guess I just wanted to shake it up a bit!" And it's true. She's formed a habit of sending good night texts, complete with a string of emojis, by 8 PM on the dot. But neither that or any warning text leading up to the sudden call had come through that night. There's a sharp intake of breath. "My aunt and uncle are out tonight, and I don't think my brother's coming home 'cause- actually, never mind. It's just- it's just-" Another sniffle, and her voice drops down as if she's not sure she wants to be heard. "It's awful quiet. And I don't..." she trails off. After a few moments of silence, she gasps, "Oh no, did I wake you up!? I'll never forgive myself if I interrupted your beauty sleep!"

@deiscension

the call comes a little past 10 PM --- past curfew , post-heist . the electric rush of adrenaline has already worn off ; the blood , sweat , and tears of it rinsed away by a warm bath ... leaving the niwa worn out in his bed . eyes that had slowly drawn themselves shut now open in a disturbed-sleep squint --- at first he thinks it must be risa or takeshi ringing ; didn't his friends often call him , loud , wide awake and full of eager enthusiasm even at midnight to ask if he had seen dark on tv again ? the evening hours and all of its attentions would always belong to the great phantom thief ; daisuke likewise left to produce all sorts of pitiful excuse and apology to anyone trying to reach him , but it's different this time .

it's the first time shi qingxuan had ever called him like this . daisuke has likewise been barely granted the span of enough seconds to mumble out a messy 'hello...?' as she follows the cue of the line's otherwise answered , lingering silence . there's something strange too in the other's voice that immediately pricks at the boy a little ; snaps him awake just as quickly as it did in the face of soaring goodmorning knives and electric needles . although she carries herself well , choice and sound of her words playful and lilting as ever at least in the start , it's still not the same . parts of it lacked ; other parts , the static of her every sniff , her punctured laugh --- he can't be sure , and another part of him doesn't want to think it's true , but ...

' shi qingxuan ... are you okay ? '

in an instant , he begins to worry . his hand presses against the receiving mic of his phone ; covers up his small grunt and sore , stinging hiss as he snaps himself into a seat upwards , alongside any possible dissuasion from shi qingxuan herself : if she was going to fret and tell him that she was just fine , then he wasn't going to hear it . surprises were always like this ; demanding as much immediate action as they did spontaneous improvisation , and he doesn't hesitate to start putting a fresh pair of socks on . was it too presumptuous ? was he being impulsive ? despite the dizzy buzz and renewed rush , he can still fill in every blank .

lacrimosa : ( i don't want to be all alone . )

' can --- can i visit you ?! ' he hops in place as he holds his phone up to his ear by a shoulder . what cotton pajamas he had just started to warm and get comfortable in are traded out for better outer-wear in as little as the blink of an eye . ' i mean , no , what i meant to say is , i'm already on my way --- ' would she try to stop him ? if she was the only one there , then she was the only one that could . but he hopes that she wouldn't . ' you didn't wake me up , i promise ! i was just --- o-on a walk outside ! i'm halfway to you already , ' not quite , only just now opening the window of his room and leaping right out of it before breaking into a sprint down the road , but if he hurried he could make it there in record time .

all for a friend . ( i don't only want to hear you cry . )

' i'll be right there , okay ? ' it doesn't strike him that she could possibly hear his panting ; his frantic , aching hurry . after all , despite it , his voice is still bright and kind --- the smile on his face , even unseen , still tries to reassure . ' it's alright . i promise ! even if you had woken me up , i'd be happy to talk with you . ' he laughs too , because there's nothing else to do , even as he's running himself out of breath again . ' but --- shi qingxuan , you'll ... you'll let me in , right ? ' don't fret over presentation . please , just wait for me . please , be willing to open the door . he wouldn't have intruded otherwise , even if he could have ; picked every lock , flung open every gate . even after making it all this way , if she earnestly refused him ---

' if ... it's lonely , then i want to be beside you . i want to talk to you face to face . '

... that was all .

#*･ﾟ⊰ ANSWERED. ⊱ #deiscension #CANON. #🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️ HAULING ASS #SQX STOP UR LONELY TEARS U R EVERYTHIGN U R BEAUTIFUL N WONDERFUL N u r dai's friend #therefore its bare minimum he goes flying out th window smackin pavement to fling himself #at ur porch window like a looney toon bit almost #sqx: sniffles #dai (catapulting himself facefirst pressin his face against th glass of the nearest window) SQX!!!!! SQX!!!!! ARE U OK!!!!????

[deathfavor]

@deiscension said: This should have been an easy mission. An overachieving cultivator had gotten his hands on a stray spiritual device in the shape of a locket. As soon as he had clasped it around his neck, it had nearly choked all his qi and very life from him. Show up, scold him a little under the guise of being an official from a neighboring sect, confiscate. Down and back with enough time to spare for a nice dinner and a few rounds of wine (their treat of course, which was obviously why they'd dragged their best friend into it)! Except-- it hadn't been a spiritual device. It had been a possessed charm. As soon as the hapless cultivator touched it, he ceased to exist. They'd never seen anything quite like this before; a puppeteered corpse gnashing its teeth at anything close enough to bite, practically ripping itself apart just to get to something with a stronger, healthier source of spiritual energy. Too many mortals had tried their luck already. The moment anyone made physical contact with the body, their meridians bled like opened veins.

Shi Qingxuan had been so sure the blast from Ming Yi had knocked the thing senseless. While cooing about how dependable their best friend was, they'd reached down to undo the locket. He'd warned them to wait a moment. Of course they hadn't listened. They should have just broken the chain. They should have kept their eyes on the body. They should have taken caution for once. Instead, they'd cried, "Ming-xiong, you really are too rough!" as soon as his hand had closed around their arm and yanked. But they hadn't. And now he was sprawled against the shack wall, pulsing rends in his neck where that horrible thing's fingernails had raked into his flesh.

Only now do they take proper precaution and summon a whirling gale to keep the possessed corpse suctioned to the floor. Locket in hand, they rush to his side. Their stomach twists. Ashen discoloration spreads from his wounds. They've only ever seen this color on ghosts.

The memory of a voice dripping in perverse hunger leers in their ear. Your closest friends will die because of you.

Their form switches back in an instant, fan clattering to the ground at the Earth Master's as Shi Qingxuan drops to their knees in front of him. They're the Wind Master now! There's not a single person or force in the world that would dare touch them or theirs. That wretched thing went silent centuries ago. Besides, Reverends couldn't bring harm to gods. Unless every event in their life leading to this moment had been carefully woven into their fate as soon as they'd taken heed of that damned curse. What a silly idea. So silly they can't help but laugh- a strangled noise that's more of a whine than anything else.

Heartbeat pounding against their skull, Shi Qingxuan gingerly presses the back of their hand to his forehead. Residual qi deviation rips through their veins like a knife through delicate silk. They swallow down the urge to vomit and focus on buffeting his deviated energy against theirs. The wounds are already closing. But he's still so pale. So still. So... dead.

"Ming Yi?" Their voice hasn't been this small in a long, long time. They try not to think about how similar this abode is to that forgotten little house at the foot of a mountain somewhere far away. "Look at me. Please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's my fault- scold me all you want, a-alright?"

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Black Water Submerging Ships could crush this pest with no problem. He could devour it, obliterate it, there were a million and one things he could do. But Ming Yi is not a fighter and Ming Yi is ALIVE rather than DEAD. So He Xuan needs to play the part, he shields Shi Qingxuan the moment he sees that they are not listening to his advice. Too playful and careless. It is a good thing that He Xuan did so too, because pain flares in his throat as fingernails dig into flesh and rip.

He slumps against the shack, and he can feel the disguise he dons start to fracture in the way of the unexpected pain. Anger gnashes in his chest, like the ocean trying to be captured by a dam. It slams against his ribcage and adds to the spasms in his throat alongside the pulsing wounds. He's forgotten to breath. But in the grand scheme, such a small thing is likely to go unnoticed. He a least recalls to keep some of the body heat going, so he does not appear as cold as he really is.

He feels their touch against him as he sits, black veil of hair heavy around them. Checking he's alive. Which is hilarious, He Xuan can't help but to bitterly think while is eyes stay closed. ( For the best, or he fears the ocean's rage would reflect in his gaze. ) He hasn't been alive for a very long time now, and he hasn't been without pain for even longer. All his power as a Ghost King and he suffers still, and he had suffered long before he choked out his final breath on a rainy, muddy street, bleeding out from his wounds.

But then they try to help and it burns. Even as flesh knits back together and starts to turn back to a normal flesh color rather than the corpse-like color, the aid only makes him sick to his stomach. It's not the same as simply transferring spiritual energy. It's so much more than that and it takes everything to keep himself under control when everything makes feel like he's straining against chains.

Shi Qingxuan calls his name and his eyelashes finally flutter, opening so a slit of golden eyes could be observed. He doesn't want to look at them. He wants to destroy that insolent, mindless spirit, and then slink away into the ocean. He wants to go back to his mansion or into the welcoming depths of his ocean. Maybe he'd play with his dragons but he'd prefer to sleep a few days in the heavy waters that offer silence and peace. He won't get that though. Shi Qingxuan is going to fret, which means Ming Yi can't go off like he usually does.

He Xuan forces his eyes to lift to look towards Shi Qingxuan.

" I told you to be careful. " He scolds, but it's weak and quiet, lacking his stern strength. A hand lifts, gently pushing away their hand from his head. ( Gently? Or weakly? Only he knew. ) " Go deal with the corpse and locket first. I'll be fine. Those two things should be your priority. " It's a quick reminder, his gaze shifting to the trapped corpse and then towards the locket with a pointed expression. His hand nudges them again, urging them back to get to work. " Once you're done with that, then you can come help. I won't accept any more till you do. " He adds. Maybe the idea that the sooner they did that meant the sooner they could help Ming Yi would be motive enough. "

The rage still snarls like a provoked animal and it clouds his thoughts. He is tired. He waits until Shi Qingxuan is focused on the other tasks before he lets himself sink into it. He's maintained the disguise long enough that it can be maintained in his sleep. At least a quick nap should held settle the rage beating in his chest like a war drum.

When Shi Qingxuan looks over, they'll find he's slid to his side, slumped on the ground with closed eyes. But he's breathing, and the wounds are little other than fading marks. He is, however, unusually cool to the touch and his complexion remains pale overall. Healthier than before, but certainly not great.

#deiscension #poor sqx !! #the FEAR that must spark in their chest at this #hx trying to get them to focus on task missions #bc tbh thats always how he is #'task/goal first and then anything else' #nevermind how bad he's hurt #no more helping till you do what they came for #nap time to help for him #᛭ — [IC] cruel and cold like the black waters [HE XUAN] #᛭ — [VERSE: MING YI ERA] playing with a flawless disguise [HE XUAN]

[riwrite]

from @deiscension. ❛  do you think we're gonna survive this?  ❜ for your consideration: sqx asking this at some point before the big black water arc reveal random sentence starters. / accepting.

he xuan doesn't so much as glance to shi qingxuan to indicate he heard their question. this isn't abnormal for him, though — this is the way the two of them have always been. shi qingxuan clings to his side like a lost child, chattering away, and if he xuan gives any responses at all, they're short and frank. indicative of passing interest at most. and yet — she's somehow decided that he's her best friend. and yet — he's somehow let her.

   ( if not her ming - xiong, who would be her best friend ? she's friendly to almost all in heaven, but close to only him. and her wretched brother, of course — though that won't be for long. )

ultimately, their friendship doesn't matter. it may be that the name lord or lady wind master is often closely followed by lord earth master on the lips of heavenly officials, and it may be that he seems to be the dark shadow cast behind her brilliance for how much they are together, but he's known since the moment she adhered herself to his side that the space she fills is one day going to be empty.

and will it matter ? will it matter when he too is gone ? resentment is what makes a ghost, and there will be none left to resent when shi wudu has been murdered.

the real answer to shi qingxuan's question, the one he can't voice, is ' i'm already dead, and i don't care that you might be too by the end of this. ' his hungry mouth has been hanging open in wait, and it won't be his fault if she steps into the line of his teeth when he finally shuts his jaw on his prey.

   ( he's been giving her her chances. she's chosen her brother over her best friend every time. )

but it's not yet time to reveal that both of their lives in heaven are built on lies, that her divinity is rightfully his, that his beloved family suffered for her brother's selfishness, that lord earth master has been dead for centuries and the shadow that follows her has been ghost king black water sinking ships as long as she's known him — he will get his chance achingly soon. for now, he gives her what she wants. reassurance. if only for a while more, he is playing that role of sturdy, dependable earth.

   " we will if you stop worrying about it and stay focused. " and maybe it's a bit cruel, but one doesn't become one of the most feared beings in all three realms without a little cruelty, so he adds, " don't you give your brother a little more credit ? "

#im still finding his voice so im not totally sure abt this one but. screams into my hands. black water arc........................ #i was picturing them on the boat at this point btw that just didnt show up in the writing lmao 👍 #deiscension #‧ in. → 「 he xuan. 」

[illholy]

tap . - from a ghost sqx who's too mischievous for their own good u_u

█ 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ,     ( accepting ! ) ⤿ @deiscension .

A non-intrusive tapping, nearly dismissed, but the frigid breeze guides Judith to turn, into an open space ahead of her ⸻ they too, nearly dismissed, hazy thing they were, a fog first - a blotch of stain in her spectacles, but she focuses, and they grew to have a silhouette, delicate figure wrapped in fabric, waywardly floating here and there, swept by invisible tides of water.

& when their face came to view, glassy eyes and too pretty face, Judith wonders if they were real at all. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎.

❛❛ You're beautiful.  ❜❜ She came whispering, muttering words that should have been a simple hello, but Judith does not care to correct herself, waddling into them closer. ❛❛ Why is that ?  ❜❜

#deiscension #deiscension : Shi Qingxuan #◜𝑱 ◞ ⸻ ⃰ inbox ╱ ic. #* judith vc : bro wtf why u look like that? like perfect???????

[eternalstarlights]

@deiscension for a starter between Sasha/Athena and Shi Qingxuan.

Sasha stared at the woman before her, not saying a word as the Pope spoke to her. How long ago was she taken to the Sanctuary to only be given to another person? Another god like her. Just a few months ago, she was living with her brother and best friend in the orphanage. They were poor but she was happy with them until a young man told her she was a goddess reincarnated and she was taken away her happy family, never to see them again. She was taken to the Sanctuary where she was told that she belonged here as their goddess for them to worship. She was suddenly thrown into the role of a deity, Athena, one she did not even want.

There was also another issue that they soon realize. She was born as a human who lived like a human with no memories of her divinity. Not only that, she did not fully understand how to awaken or use her divine powers. The saints and pope were only humans, they did not know how to teach her. Only a deity can teach and train another deity.

Sasha thought they were going to ask a Greek god to train her but she learned that the Greek deities did not like her. Some would even be hostile to her so her best chance was to be trained by a deity from another pantheon. The goddess before her was the goddess of wind from the Chinese pantheon. She did not know how the Pope knew her or was able to ask her if she could be her mentor. Would she agree if she knew who she really was? She was the goddess of war, wisdom and handicrafts but she did not feel like she was one.

Sasha took a step forward and slightly bowed in respect. She was not sure how one would greet a deity but she hoped this was respectful enough.

“Hello, I am Athena, deity of war, wisdom and handicrafts. It is nice to meet you, Shi Qingxuan, deity of wind. Thank you for allowing me to train under you. I will be in your care.”

#deiscension #Goddess of War and Wisdom [Athena (Sasha)] #Fantasy verse #I hope this is okay #let me know if you need me to change anything

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I LOOOOOVE your Qi Rong so so so much! You do a fantastic job at portraying how the injustices dealt to him during his life led him to where he is now without treating it like a blanket justification. I love how you untangle all that mess and give us much closer looks than we get in the canon material itself. Seriously, my appreciation for him as a character has shot through the roof since I've had the pleasure of both writing with you and reading your metas on him. The thread we have is a big favorite of mine! I am forever saluting you for managing to wrangle him into tolerating SQX's general SQX-ness for the sake of it.

beep beep how's my portrayal? | always accepting pls fuel my ego /j

WAAAAAUGH I'M GLAD!!!!! you're not the first person to say my take on qr has made you appreciate him more but AUGH it's always like, the highest tier compliment possible. he's such a widely misunderstood character and tbh even mxtx herself just glosses over most of the potential for nuance in him but like!! it could be that deep!! it should be that deep!! i must've gone over every line related to him with a fine-toothed comb 20 times each by this point trying to wring everything i can out of them. i love to study this sick little freak (affectionate)

and!!! i'm having a ton of fun with that thread too!! and i similarly salute you for getting sqx to tolerate qr's qr-ness 🫡 he is the least tolerable person in all of ancient china. sending her my strength in this trying time

#ooc #deiscension #SOBS... genuinely you have no idea how much it means to me when people say that #i care so much about this fucker and if i brainrot hard enough everyone else will get it too

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one  hand  sit  at  your  side ,  while  the  other  clings  tightly  onto  the  coffee  cup  you  have  in  your  grasp .  Shoulders  slouched  as  your  gaze  is  forced  to  stay  forwards .  You  hate  the  feeling  of  somebody  behind  you  ,  not  to  mention  touching  and  fussing  at  your  hair  which  sits  in  lazy  tangles  drapped  across  your  shoulders ,  it  was  early .  You  were  tired ,  having  not  yet  dedicated  the  time  needed  to  throw  your  hair  into  a  lazy  ponytail .  But  She's  there  ,  behind  you  and  in  some  primal  response  you  attempt  to  jerk  away  from  her  touch  which  leads  to  her  statement  ❛  i’m  trying  to  fix  your  hair ,  so  hold  still .  ❜  @deiscension  ( sqx )    and  even  with  the  reassurance  you're  still  not  entirely  at  ease  as she  fumbles  with  your  curls .

" you  have  to  warn  me  before  doing  something  like  that  !  I  have  made  it  clear  to  Vertin  and  many  others  inside  this  suitcase  that  i  don't  apprecaite  attacks  from  the  back  ..  though  this  is  a  surprise  turn  of  events  .   have  you  been  wanting  to  do  my  hair  for  a  while  ?  sure  waisted  no  time  at  the  chance  to  . "

#ic. #ask. #deiscension #deiscension . sqx