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[ what a disorienting thing, to awaken like this - after being stretched apart and pushed together, after the wormhole sent lu bixing into a tailspin -- no. no, he was already in a tailspin, he was already in one, because the relaxant wore off and lu bixing wasn't hallucinating a single second of it.
he's real.
lin jingheng is real, and he's still here, and -
when the disorienting sensation of arrival clears, he's dizzy and a little nauseous. ten years could have passed, or twenty, or five minutes, or ten seconds, who knows? there's the sense that he died. did he die? does he care?
he doesn't.
lu bixing realizes with a start that he's in a different position than he was just before. his head snaps up, looking left, right, like a panicked animal, and then he spots - well, strange clothes, but he spots lin jingheng and just reaches out and grabs him, hands fisting tight in the front of that jumpsuit.
his hands are shaking. he's wide eyed and sucks in a short, shallow breath. ] Lin.
he's real.
lin jingheng is real, and he's still here, and -
when the disorienting sensation of arrival clears, he's dizzy and a little nauseous. ten years could have passed, or twenty, or five minutes, or ten seconds, who knows? there's the sense that he died. did he die? does he care?
he doesn't.
lu bixing realizes with a start that he's in a different position than he was just before. his head snaps up, looking left, right, like a panicked animal, and then he spots - well, strange clothes, but he spots lin jingheng and just reaches out and grabs him, hands fisting tight in the front of that jumpsuit.
his hands are shaking. he's wide eyed and sucks in a short, shallow breath. ] Lin.
[ where the fuck is he where is this little twink i'm going to find him. lin jingheng is going to deadass search the planetarium and library both up and down before slinking into the lap to check there too. any hits?
(if not he's rouning back to where bixing's room in the dorms ought to be.) ]
(if not he's rouning back to where bixing's room in the dorms ought to be.) ]
[ us like how many threads will we have this week? the limit does not exist
anyway lu bixing is still sticking to lin jingheng like glue most of the time, though, he did sleep in his own bed which was an improvement. did he sleep well? no. it's fine.
either way, on tuesday morning, he's up really, really, really early. like, unreasonably early for lu bixing. like
maybe he didn't sleep at all
either way he's kind of in the hallway where lin jingheng's room is like he's waffling over knocking on the door. what if he wakes up his lil sweetheart roommate. he's just here. he has coffee? it might be watered down but he has it! he has not slept. send help. ]
anyway lu bixing is still sticking to lin jingheng like glue most of the time, though, he did sleep in his own bed which was an improvement. did he sleep well? no. it's fine.
either way, on tuesday morning, he's up really, really, really early. like, unreasonably early for lu bixing. like
maybe he didn't sleep at all
either way he's kind of in the hallway where lin jingheng's room is like he's waffling over knocking on the door. what if he wakes up his lil sweetheart roommate. he's just here. he has coffee? it might be watered down but he has it! he has not slept. send help. ]
[ here we are in the planetarium post-trial, jingheng walking beside bixing as they make their way in post-trial. getting as far away from the location of the last utterly chaotic 9 hours is just great thanks. he is still, shockingly, wearing tolerating popcorn around his neck.
he has his fingers wound around lu bixing's own loosely, drawing him somewhere to sit in the dimness. ]
Bixing.
[ a squeeze. ]
A long day for us.
[ nothing we can't handle. is something he'd want to say in this moment, but he can't bring himself to. the absurdity of it all feels like a mockery. ]
he has his fingers wound around lu bixing's own loosely, drawing him somewhere to sit in the dimness. ]
Bixing.
[ a squeeze. ]
A long day for us.
[ nothing we can't handle. is something he'd want to say in this moment, but he can't bring himself to. the absurdity of it all feels like a mockery. ]
[ he's once again out here looking for this lil shit because he's actin' up! he's dressed like a slut (jk) but his shirt is a little unbuttoned and he's leaning in the doorway of the new, superior bar. wow it's a clownshow in here already. ]
Scrublord. Really.
[ hey there. ]
Scrublord. Really.
[ hey there. ]
Edited 2023-02-13 20:59 (UTC)
[ you remember how mad lu bixing was the last time you got brutally injured and almost died and tried to walk it off
that's about how mad he is right now. once everyone else is gone and lin's been bandaged and treated, lu bixing herds him off to the shower that is now cleaned and locks the door. he points at the shower. ]
Strip, please. [ in like, the least sexy way possible. ] I know you won't ask for help even if you need it.
[ (but really, this is how he copes. he's learned how to cope, now. he's learned to look at his own emotions like a critical observer, and set them aside. that's what he's had to do.) ]
that's about how mad he is right now. once everyone else is gone and lin's been bandaged and treated, lu bixing herds him off to the shower that is now cleaned and locks the door. he points at the shower. ]
Strip, please. [ in like, the least sexy way possible. ] I know you won't ask for help even if you need it.
[ (but really, this is how he copes. he's learned how to cope, now. he's learned to look at his own emotions like a critical observer, and set them aside. that's what he's had to do.) ]
[ waking up in the ballpit to the dulcet tones of eto is dead sure is a great way to wake up, right?
lu bixing is covering his tracks and lin jingheng knows it, he knows that he's pushing away every instinct to mourn and instead is saving face with his head held high. lin jingheng is no fool, he knows what years do to a man, but he will never forgive himself for this, for letting lu bixing become this and letting the galaxy carve him out in this way. everyone must grow up, it's true, but must they grow up like this?
he leads lu bixing out of the bar after their goodbyes, taking him by the shoulder and steering him quietly to whichever one of their rooms is unoccupied. once there, it's easy to shut the door and pivot lu bixing so that they are facing one another, his hands resting on his shoulders until one lifts to gently tip lu's chin, a thumb pressed to the center. ]
Don't put on a show for me like you did the others.
[ his expression is hard. tell me how you REALLY feel, bitch. ]
lu bixing is covering his tracks and lin jingheng knows it, he knows that he's pushing away every instinct to mourn and instead is saving face with his head held high. lin jingheng is no fool, he knows what years do to a man, but he will never forgive himself for this, for letting lu bixing become this and letting the galaxy carve him out in this way. everyone must grow up, it's true, but must they grow up like this?
he leads lu bixing out of the bar after their goodbyes, taking him by the shoulder and steering him quietly to whichever one of their rooms is unoccupied. once there, it's easy to shut the door and pivot lu bixing so that they are facing one another, his hands resting on his shoulders until one lifts to gently tip lu's chin, a thumb pressed to the center. ]
Don't put on a show for me like you did the others.
[ his expression is hard. tell me how you REALLY feel, bitch. ]
[ hey baby, he came to find you wow. he also has drinks in to go cups.
but in all seriousness, here is lin jingheng, zhanlu just vibing on his arm. it doesn't take him too long to find lu bixing at the fucking weedy's blunt hut or whatever we're calling the smoke shop/lounge portion, but anyways. it's sheer dumb luck.
so wherever lu bixing is, lin jingheng sits himself down wordlessly because what do you even say? what is there to say after that? there are no apologies possible to make in this moment.
all he does is wrinkle his nose a bit at the smell. ]
but in all seriousness, here is lin jingheng, zhanlu just vibing on his arm. it doesn't take him too long to find lu bixing at the fucking weedy's blunt hut or whatever we're calling the smoke shop/lounge portion, but anyways. it's sheer dumb luck.
so wherever lu bixing is, lin jingheng sits himself down wordlessly because what do you even say? what is there to say after that? there are no apologies possible to make in this moment.
all he does is wrinkle his nose a bit at the smell. ]
[ lin jingheng has immediately taken lu bixing off the goddamn stage and honestly, they are probably not staying on party island, if only because lu bixing has had a fucking day and so has lin jingheng by proxy. still, he embraces him, no matter how wobbly or still or stiff or shaken he is, he pushes his face into his shoulder and he holds him to his chest and he keeps him there. needs to affirm that lu bixing is real, he is alive, he is here.
(he is going insane in this moment, he swears he's flickering. it's not fair. don't take him don't take him don't take him.)
jingheng is thorough as he checks wounds and bruises, knows that there are some he can't touch until they are somewhere quiet, somewhere alone to let the weight of the past settle in between them. he gathers him with ease, a coat over his shoulders and one step at a time, from the ferry to the shore to the comfort of the narrow threshold.
the moment the door is shut, it is clear:
break. ]
(he is going insane in this moment, he swears he's flickering. it's not fair. don't take him don't take him don't take him.)
jingheng is thorough as he checks wounds and bruises, knows that there are some he can't touch until they are somewhere quiet, somewhere alone to let the weight of the past settle in between them. he gathers him with ease, a coat over his shoulders and one step at a time, from the ferry to the shore to the comfort of the narrow threshold.
the moment the door is shut, it is clear:
break. ]
[ sis ill kill you if you're dead this week.
anyways, here is lin jingheng waiting for lu bixing to meet him here at the aquarium. he's currently dressed in a dark gray button down, some black gloves and his blue jacket draped over his shoulders. zhanlu is here, of course, on his arm and hanging out.
with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and leaning against a wall, he truly just looks like his usual trash self. damn. he's just currently flicking through his phone while waiting for his showman boyfriend to make himself Known. ]
anyways, here is lin jingheng waiting for lu bixing to meet him here at the aquarium. he's currently dressed in a dark gray button down, some black gloves and his blue jacket draped over his shoulders. zhanlu is here, of course, on his arm and hanging out.
with a cigarette dangling from his mouth and leaning against a wall, he truly just looks like his usual trash self. damn. he's just currently flicking through his phone while waiting for his showman boyfriend to make himself Known. ]
[ ding ding ding here comes the deda announcement as they are waking up in the tentacle bar. there's a lighter flicking on, and then a cigarette being lit almost immediately within a few seconds of the announcement's aftermath. ]
I'm done playing games.
[ he's really going to have to do this on a fucking saturday. this bullshit. that's his sonion. ]
I'm done playing games.
[ he's really going to have to do this on a fucking saturday. this bullshit. that's his sonion. ]
Edited 2023-02-24 23:12 (UTC)
[ ugh.
well that fucking sucked. that sucked just as bad as last week. lu bixing is exhausted, but he finds lin jingheng and takes his hand, and takes him far, far away from gehenna and the dorms, and away somewhere where they can just, sit and be left alone.
he settles them on the dock, and then just sits down, sighs, and reaches into his pocket for a tiny satchel. inside of it is... a lighter and some good kush, because frankly, he's so tired and so sad and this is just. how he dealt with it, for thirteen years. right now, he just wants to press his face into lin and never move away, so he's going to settle in and just press his face to his shoulder and hold still there before he does literally anything. ]
well that fucking sucked. that sucked just as bad as last week. lu bixing is exhausted, but he finds lin jingheng and takes his hand, and takes him far, far away from gehenna and the dorms, and away somewhere where they can just, sit and be left alone.
he settles them on the dock, and then just sits down, sighs, and reaches into his pocket for a tiny satchel. inside of it is... a lighter and some good kush, because frankly, he's so tired and so sad and this is just. how he dealt with it, for thirteen years. right now, he just wants to press his face into lin and never move away, so he's going to settle in and just press his face to his shoulder and hold still there before he does literally anything. ]
[ i just think the funniest possible option is for this to happen at the worst possible time. so it's happening like this - it's when lu bixing is coming to greet lin jingheng this fine morning, that he leans over and pecks him on the mouth as a kiss good afternoon that the hole for memory share opens up right underneath them.
lu bixing hits the ground, surprised, still holding onto lin's arm. he barely has enough time to process what's happening when he realizes the screen has once again dropped. there's a small, sharp gasp, and he hopes, against all hopes, this is going to be something normal -
but of course, it's not. ]
lu bixing hits the ground, surprised, still holding onto lin's arm. he barely has enough time to process what's happening when he realizes the screen has once again dropped. there's a small, sharp gasp, and he hopes, against all hopes, this is going to be something normal -
but of course, it's not. ]
Edited 2023-02-28 20:25 (UTC)
[ here we are in a kitchen (where?) a kitchen. lin jingheng is seated on the counter because fuck the rules, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and being put to work stirring something because what else are his arms good for?
anyways, he can't have any proper part of the baking. you know what would happen. ]
anyways, he can't have any proper part of the baking. you know what would happen. ]
[ everything is sad forever!!!!!!!
on this terrible saturday evening once again, it feels at least safe to go back to the room. it feels nice, actually, to step away from everything. from being the world's shoulder to cry on for a little while, and just spend time with lin. actually, what feels better is a chance to maybe throw out the misery of the day, and try and wash it away, and so... he's tugging lin off to the bathroom, and locking everyone else out for a little while.
he's tailing him a little like a puppy, today, just sticking close, and when they get there, he steps in behind lin jingheng and hugs him, wrapping his arms around his waist with no warning or anything, just stepping in and sticking his face in his shoulder and breathing in cigarette smoke and home. ]
... I am sorry. About earlier. I'll still tell you about it, if you want. [ muffled ] Gideon didn't mean it.
on this terrible saturday evening once again, it feels at least safe to go back to the room. it feels nice, actually, to step away from everything. from being the world's shoulder to cry on for a little while, and just spend time with lin. actually, what feels better is a chance to maybe throw out the misery of the day, and try and wash it away, and so... he's tugging lin off to the bathroom, and locking everyone else out for a little while.
he's tailing him a little like a puppy, today, just sticking close, and when they get there, he steps in behind lin jingheng and hugs him, wrapping his arms around his waist with no warning or anything, just stepping in and sticking his face in his shoulder and breathing in cigarette smoke and home. ]
... I am sorry. About earlier. I'll still tell you about it, if you want. [ muffled ] Gideon didn't mean it.
[ well good morning, lin jingheng is just resting, cheek in his palm and watching lu bixing sleep. his fingers just sort of slip upwards and touch his sleep-tousled curls. while his face remains rather stony, his eyes regard him warmly, like he could watch him sleep for any amount of time. ]
[ hi, we're here in the onsen either curled up in the corner of the cozy group room or slinking into one of the other vacant rooms with futons for some quiet time. zhanlu is resting quietly on a low table humming a soft tune and lin jingheng is sliding the door shut with all of the solemness of a tomb door. thursday is starting to become a particularly obnoxious day. he grinds his teeth and pivots on his heel to crawl onto the futon with lu bixing.
it's the warmth of him that has him unclenching his jaw as he rests his head in one hand, the other with its thumb sliding into the tired space beneath lu bixing's eyes. ]
Tired yet?
it's the warmth of him that has him unclenching his jaw as he rests his head in one hand, the other with its thumb sliding into the tired space beneath lu bixing's eyes. ]
Tired yet?
[ pc everyday this week? no problem :ok_hand: ;9
anyways, here is lin jingheng sulking in a bar about childe and drinking... uh... something probably. he actually nyoomed prettttty hard out of the onsen after the announcement with the sort of 'i want to be alone' menacing aura. but lu bixing is always welcome so. ]
anyways, here is lin jingheng sulking in a bar about childe and drinking... uh... something probably. he actually nyoomed prettttty hard out of the onsen after the announcement with the sort of 'i want to be alone' menacing aura. but lu bixing is always welcome so. ]
[ at some point when they're not together on friday: so.....like just so
lin knows..... ]
Something bit Rynlan on his adventure, and it's gone from an injury to a rapidly spreading rash on his leg and arm, accompanied by a high fever.
[ this has nothing to do with murder and everything to do with the remember how the rainbow virus starts with high fever and a rash. sometimes you're paranoid ]
lin knows..... ]
Something bit Rynlan on his adventure, and it's gone from an injury to a rapidly spreading rash on his leg and arm, accompanied by a high fever.
[ this has nothing to do with murder and everything to do with the remember how the rainbow virus starts with high fever and a rash. sometimes you're paranoid ]
[ ughhhhghhghghg
happy saturday. once again one of lu bixing's favorites is a murderer!!! at least he knew this one was rough from the beginning but god.
he's decided to go have a drink, honestly. actually? it's the confession one, because he's with lin jingheng, and he doesn't really care about whatever he's going to say while he's drinking it, because it won't be anything new. it's after he's gone to talk to scaramouche, and he slinks into their combined room to wherever lin jingheng is, holding two-no, three carefully balanced to go cups in the crook of his arm. ]
...Hi. [ he says, softly, nudging the door shut with his foot, and making his way over. where u at lin what u doin. ]
happy saturday. once again one of lu bixing's favorites is a murderer!!! at least he knew this one was rough from the beginning but god.
he's decided to go have a drink, honestly. actually? it's the confession one, because he's with lin jingheng, and he doesn't really care about whatever he's going to say while he's drinking it, because it won't be anything new. it's after he's gone to talk to scaramouche, and he slinks into their combined room to wherever lin jingheng is, holding two-no, three carefully balanced to go cups in the crook of his arm. ]
...Hi. [ he says, softly, nudging the door shut with his foot, and making his way over. where u at lin what u doin. ]
Edited (STOP WRITING FRIDAY) 2023-03-12 02:28 (UTC)
[ i have so many sisi tags to do clearly i am just stocking up for my inevitable depression spiral no jk anyways
lu bixing and lin jingheng are exploring and happen to have, perhaps, maybe, ended up in the home biome because who doesn't want to end up back on qiming. for a moment, lin looks at it with the eyes of someone who has literally not seen this beloved little cobbled-together home in... ]
Fourteen years... [ he whispers it softly. and maybe the biome does depend on the person walking in, but, it's clear what lin jingheng believes of as home the moment his foot hits the threshold first: ] Bixing...
[ also his hand has been on lu bixing's lower back like. the entire walk. ]
lu bixing and lin jingheng are exploring and happen to have, perhaps, maybe, ended up in the home biome because who doesn't want to end up back on qiming. for a moment, lin looks at it with the eyes of someone who has literally not seen this beloved little cobbled-together home in... ]
Fourteen years... [ he whispers it softly. and maybe the biome does depend on the person walking in, but, it's clear what lin jingheng believes of as home the moment his foot hits the threshold first: ] Bixing...
[ also his hand has been on lu bixing's lower back like. the entire walk. ]
[ hee hee we're going up the steps after some serious drinking. lin jingheng is maybe a little pushy, having spent enough time in this get up, having had to mingle and mill around and dance with people he's found himself caring about, knowing he's going to have to worry about each and every one of them tomorrow. as he pulls, he lets his eyes fall to the dance floor, following a few figures before he turns his attention fully on lu bixing.
his heart is racing, so instead of worrying, he demands something else, tugging at lu bixing's coat with a sharp pull-pull and drawing him into one of the many many rooms.
fuck it. ]
I'm done with sharing you with everyone else. It's annoying.
his heart is racing, so instead of worrying, he demands something else, tugging at lu bixing's coat with a sharp pull-pull and drawing him into one of the many many rooms.
fuck it. ]
I'm done with sharing you with everyone else. It's annoying.
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