Hi! I Wanted To Know If The Lyrics For All The Songs In Withering Lotus And Rotting Waters Were Written

• Chapter 6: A new journey (epilogue)

This fic is complete!

It's time for another Hualian modern meet-cute! Witness the blooming of the most convoluted (kinda?) parasocial relationship, featuring: -Air traffic mayhem -Mistaken clothes -Only one bed -Videoblogging -A gay wedding -Explosives?

Summary: Hua Cheng’s flight gets off to a bad start when the airline arbitrarily gives half of his first class couple’s pod to a stranger. To add insult to injury, he arrives back to his seat only to find that the intruder has mistaken Hua Cheng’s jumper with the plane’s pyjamas! Before he can kick up a fuss, though, something in this man’s face strikes him as familiar…

Wait a second, isn’t this the super cute guy from the last video that Hua Cheng watched while at the lounge before the flight?

• Chapter 1: Take off

Bonding time with Ruoye.

For wip game: Within Reach!

( I adore this one so much. Hua Cheng's worshippers have always been so interesting to me, and I love the idea of them having very different stories about who he is (ghost; a fox; man; woman; some other animal). And an eye symbol for 'helping' him find his beloved is so touching! Xie Lian picking up on little hints and slowly learning more of his new (not as new as you think my prince) dearest friend and being so tender with his San Lang 🙏 Also it also having Hua Cheng sickfic-hurt/comfort bits! Whump is my jam, and it's not so often I see a good one for Hua Cheng.)

Within Reach! I'm so happy you like it. It was one of my very first ideas for a TGCF fanfic. Alongside The Newcomer and Heavenly Damnation —which was the one I ended up submitting— it was one of the pitches I prepared for the TGCF minibang 2022. At the time, I was translating manhua for Bilibili Comics, from which I learned a lot about Chinese mythology and wuxia/xianxia tropes. This led me to understand just how big MXTX had made the sandbox for TGCF canonverse fancreations, particularly with how loose she made the magic system, and how she built Hua Cheng's backstory up through rumours and half-truths. I thought I could explore this by writing about Hua Cheng's side of the 800 years of separation, but I didn't want Xie Lian to miss out! I then needed a lapse that MXTX had left open to interpretation, and during which Hua Cheng's ability to conceal his story or interfere was limited.

Now, if I wasn't a rabid fan of The Legend of Zelda, I don't think I would've chosen the time when Hua Cheng was sealed in a child form to tell this story, even if it's possibly the best moment for doing so. I don't like children in fiction. I've got nothing about real life children, on the contrary, but the use and connotation of childhood in fictional narratives is more times than not shameless propaganda for reproductive futurism, and I hate it. However, the biggest sidequest of The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask features Kafei, a man who has been de-aged by a curse, and his fiancée Anju, who he's to marry on the same day the moon is going to fall and end the world. Kafei hides from Anju and the rest of the town in shame by wearing a fox mask (known in the game as Keaton mask, being Keaton a golden fox spirit). One good day, I looked at Kafei, thought of Hua Cheng, and had an epiphany, hahaha. If I'm very idle in the future, I'll write a TGCF x Majora's Mask crossover with Xie Lian as Anju, Hua Cheng as Kafei and Link as, well, Link. It'd be the ultimate "target audience = me", reason why I'm not in a rush to write it (I can simply daydream) but this explains the design of Hua Cheng's mask in the cover art I made for the fic. It's just Keaton's mask with Hua Cheng's trademarks, lol. Also, the eye windows/carvings might be Zelda's influence, too. There's a lot of eyes in the series, as they're the weak point of most bosses, and the emblem of the sheikah, a tribe of ninja warriors at the service of the Hyrulean crown.

In general, coming up with ways for Hua Cheng's worshippers to show their devotion and support has been a lot of fun. Hua Cheng will never appreciate the love they have for him or how they want to help him (he only cares about Xie Lian), but Xie Lian will see it and be very proud of him, I think. He's also delighted to be able to take care of his dearest friend during this trying times, and he'll baby him to oblivion, as he should —you're so real for the Hua Cheng whump appreciation, I salute you.

They'll be a bit further from human settlements in the next chapter, so we'll mostly encounter creatures, rogue travellers, and cultivators with their own bewildering theories about Crimson Rain Seeking A Flower. I hope you enjoy it when I finally post it, and thank you for the ask!

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Back to WIP game main post.

Just finished the cover for 2024 MXTX Food Zine!

@mxtxfoodzine contains 55 recipes going along with art and fanfiction as well as a printable no-title version of the cover. Releasing this November.

Hualian Mix'n'Match, day 3 Soldier Hong'er and Apothecary Xie Lian (butterfly dream)

Prompt: Flower

Medical visits are the only joy that Hong'er gets in the barracks. He always helps the apothecary, Xie Lian, however he can. Today, he was tasked with gathering medicinal ingredients. Diligent as ever, he found them all, plus the courage to gift Xie Lian a flower.

Event page || Organisers

ABCDMXTX - Day 3: Creature.

Scum Villain has the coolest creatures and the Black Moon Rhinoceros Python is the best among them.

List of prompts.

GetBackers headshots since I finished rewatching the anime a bit ago with a friend. Some of these men were impossible to draw!! Had to redraw Akabane 3 times and I'm still not sure if I captured him well.

Happy Mask Collector

A happy birthday to Happy Mask Collector! I hope you like it!

His hours were hung beside the doors of the clock tower, the smiling salesman obviously taking over the empty space for the three days he claimed to be in town. Link figured that whatever it used to be used for was beyond him, the stones that made up its walls overgrown with moss and the waterwheel frozen in time.

Between the hours of 11:00 am and 10:00 pm, the Happy Mask Salesman laid out his wares, every single one of the masks that were strapped to his backpack. Link, who had some time to kill waiting for night to dusk, stepped in through the large wooden doors at a quarter to 4.

The Happy Mask Salesman lit up when he saw Link enter, eagerly bouncing with happiness at the prospect of a sale.

“Mister Link!” The man said. Link didn’t recall giving his name, even when they first met a few cycles ago. Link decided that he’d rather assume he didn’t remember than think about how the salesman could possibly know.

“Anything stand out to you?” The salesman asked. “As you can see, my collection is vast. My customers often find it hard to choose, but I tell them these kinds of masks have a habit of having a voice of their own. Sometimes the right one just…calls out to you.”

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