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☁️ ✨CHARACTER COMMISSIONS✨☁️

I'll be opening commissions at least until the end of August!

If you'd like to support me or are interested don't hesitate to dm me ☺️

More info below ^^

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If you'd like a silly drawing hit me up! I got everything from rendered full body characters to chibis!!
And I'll be working on get more options out!
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Team Emerald has made their entrance! Snifferish is Team Emerald's team captain! Let us know what creator with will be watching this festival.
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Falling back asleep sounded terrifying, but in his beloved's arms he found his eyes closing on their own, his breathing slowing down lulled by his husband's voice.

They were alright, and so it was fine if he let himself fall back asleep after all.
that as long as he stayed holding him he would stay alright.

And so his husband did, for the rest of the night Hua Cheng held him tight, humming a small tune and ocassionally pressing small kisses to his skin.
crumbling down.

The answers is that he can't. But he tries either way, words spilling from tremblings lips that make his husband hold him tighter. Apologies spoken from blameless lips that he quickly shushes down, promising he was alright now,
Only then, when Xie Lian's eyes have focused again does he asks, "Gege, won't you tell me what's wrong?"

And how does one begin to explain, the pain and trauma to find his beloved husband the same way he found his parents all those centuries ago, how does one unravel without
His husband holds him tight, almost with too much strenght, confused and worried as he rocks them both with Xie Lian in his lap, pressing kisses to his hair, his temple, his cheek until Xie Lian can breathe somewhat normally and his heart settles in his chest.
work, letting a shaky breath as he let Hua Cheng take him in arms as he sobbed in terror and relief. He holds tight into his husband's thin robes murmuring between his teeth how glad he's alright, pressing small and shaky kisses to his throat.
him in the eye.

Shaking fingers coming down into the pale expanse of his neck, searching proading, finding not a single thing broken and not a single angry red mark left behind, there was nothing to indicate he had been hanged to death.

And only then did his lungs decided to
in their bed.

He turned to his side only to find Hua Cheng looking at him worriedly, words muffled as he tried to bring him into his arms. He pushed back, fighting those gentle arms as he hurried to take a hold of his husband's face, to brush the hair out of his face and look
He woke up screaming.

His chest heaving with breaths his lungs refused to take, his heart hammering in his chest, his limbs trembling all over.

His eyes were unfocused, but he could recognize the red surrounding him, he was back at Paradise Manor, in his and Hua Cheng's room,
He staggered, reaching out to the man in front of him, his husband, hanging from the ceiling. His traitorous limbs making sway so badly that he ended up falling into the ground, his knees hiting the wood with a deafening thud.

He couldn't breathe-

"S... S... San- "
Xie Lian could do nothing but stare for a second. That tall figure hanging from the ceiling unmoving, head dropping forward, black silky hair hiding his face. And in the silence he was able to hear the sickening tightening of silk on his skin, the cracking of his spine.
The moment the door opened his pupils shrank, his heart dropping to the floor, all air leaving him instantly as his muscles froze.

There was ruoye, hanging from the ceiling beam. A single figure clad in red dangling from it.

His husband.
"San Lang?" He said into the silence of the house. As he walked into the closed door of the room next to his he felt a strange wave of deja vu.

A cold sweat ran down his back and his skin erupted in goosebumps.

He quietly opened the door, murmuring. "San Lan-?"
as he could tell, he was alone in the room so he decided to stand up and go look for him, dusting his robes that were far worse wear than usual, and for some reason now more than ever he felt the missing pressure of Ruoye in his neck.
CW / Suicide , Hanging , Panic Attacks ❗️❗️

Xie Lian woke up slowly, lifting himself off the straw mat on the ground, looking around only to find himself alone in an old house, it was familiar in a way, stirring a restless feeling in his chest.

His husband wasn't around as far
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Festival of Voices 2025 quickly approaches! Check out our YouTube for the full official trailer! Only one team can win... let the games begin youtu.be/BE3qzPzmwV8?...
Hualian's children eating everything their momma cooks for them but being so picky when it comes to Hua Cheng's cooking.

Not because they don't like it! They just simply like being pampered (spoiled) by their baba 🥺
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Day 2: Crimson
Ah I love bride Xie Lian, I'm sure Hua Cheng did too ;)
#mxtxober #mxtxober25 #mxtxfanart #xielian #mxtx #tgcf
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Yay!! I'm glad you like this!!! 🥰🥰