Hihi!
I'm Knife (he/him) and I like to dump my HuaLian brainworms on here in the form of AUs!
My main AU that I yap the most about: #KnifesCoffinAU
This one also has a WIP fic on Ao3 if you're interested in that!
Here's a thread of my other smaller AUs!
I also draw sometimes! -> #KnifesArt
Depois de mais de ano, resolvi desenhar um #ShenQingQiu a lรกpis... pq... Baum, minha tablet de desenho estรก em conflito com o computador... -__-
Daรญ eu tentei redesenhar um desenho que eu jรก tinha...
ร... minha mรฃo tรก super suja de grafite.... Dx
#ScumVillainSelfSavingSystem#svsss#fanart
#KnifesCoffinAU
Xie Lian sighed softly, slightly adjusting the blanket draped over his lap. His head rested on Hua Cheng's shoulder as he watched the pen in Hua Cheng's hand paint on his tablet as if through magic, and maybe he could argue in a way that it was.
The exhaustion weighed heavily on his eyelids and he didn't try to keep them open any more, clinging instead to the soft sound of Hua Cheng's breathing and the sound of the pen on the tablet, the occasional taps when he undid a stroke or changed tools.
It wouldn't be much longer now before he was back in the oppressive darkness, the furthest thing from the feeling of the fabric of Hua Cheng's sweatshirt against his cheek and the warmth pressed against his side, but until then.....
#KnifesCoffinAU
Xie Lian sighed softly, slightly adjusting the blanket draped over his lap. His head rested on Hua Cheng's shoulder as he watched the pen in Hua Cheng's hand paint on his tablet as if through magic, and maybe he could argue in a way that it was.
using the last of his energy to force out a quiet "I'm okay... perfect..." before melting back against Hua Cheng's side.
".. alright," the reply came softly, brushing against Xie Lian's forehead, and the hand in his hair retreated back to its place over the tablet.
Oh, Xie Lian loved him.
He had come to terms with it long ago, it was a simple matter of fact now: The grass is green, the sky is blue, Xie Lian is locked indefinitely in a coffin with a peachwood stake through his heart, Xie Lian loves Hua Cheng.
#KnifesCoffinAU
Xie Lian sighed softly, slightly adjusting the blanket draped over his lap. His head rested on Hua Cheng's shoulder as he watched the pen in Hua Cheng's hand paint on his tablet as if through magic, and maybe he could argue in a way that it was.
Hua Cheng's hair had grown long over the years and Xie Lian absentmindedly toyed with the ends of it while fighting to keep his eyes open to watch for just a while longer. The hand holding the pen came up and scratched lightly at Xie Lian's scalp and his eyes slipped shut against his will as a soft
questioning hum was pressed to the crown of his head.
"Comfy?" The voice was tinged with amusement but honest sincerity shone through the words. "Need anything?"
Xie Lian forced his eyes back open to look into the one currently trained on him and shook his head,
My feelings for Hua Cheng vs Hong Hong-er + Wu Ming are entirely different even tho they are all the same person
Hua Cheng??? Loser nerd who I love to dunk on and throw in the pear jiggler for my amusement
Hong Hong-er + Wu Ming??? Precious. Beautiful. My darling... my angel.....
Saw some shitpost on ig like โyeah Iโve kissed my own shoulder during an intense jackoff session, so whatโ and now Iโm thinking about hc watching xl through holes in his door as he touches himself and catching this happening and only avoiding spontaneous combustion by a split hair
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