to anyone, they are just words. to you and us hailangs, they are promises that were kept and promises to be fulfilled. from back then until now, you keep precious words to your heart and so do we. whether it is a small step or a large step, it is a step towards your success. we will follow you down this path, even if we have to kneel. we will not hesitate in our steps no matter where you stand in this life. the ocean is connected no matter where hailangs are, and in turn we are always connected to you. happy 2016, huang zitao. we will not ‘go die’ easily.
i can’t fucking believe people are creating this kind of drama over some fucking smoke. let me say this once for all.
1. it was an effect for a photoshoot in london back in september. he fucking tagged london on his instagram post. his comment about the cold from weibo refers to the weather RIGHT NOW IN NOVEMBER in shenyang where it’s fucking snowing. he didn’t fucking lie. use your brains.
2. he smoked once for a photoshoot. big deal. now even if he picked up smoking, sure you can be worried about his health, but that’s not a reason to treat him like some goddamn infant and talk like he committed some capital offense and caused global warming. get over your petty, whining self-entitled selves.
tao shouldn’t even have to justify himself over some damn smoke from a photoshoot, damn it.
I decided on putting all my TaoHun fics in a personal fic-writing community on LJ so here are all new links. The links under “BlackDeathYuuki” don’t work anymore. Will be updated when I post new stuff! Might include other pairings aside from TaoHun as well.