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tea-cat-arts · 2 months
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Not sure whether I should call this my Mu Qing appreciation post or my Mu Qing bullying post (regardless: here are some Mu Qing centric Xianle Trio doodles)
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mercyandmagic · 2 years
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Hello! In Russia, they are interested in the regulation on the situation with MXTX, mainly based on your articles. Are there any news or promotions? According to rumors, it was supposed to be released in May, but since I don’t believe any version until I hear the news myself, I’m interested in your opinion.
Hello! Thank you for reaching out. <3
Yes, MXTX's original release was scheduled for May 2022, but she was released early on parole for 8 months according to court records released at the end of October 2021. She had a meeting about it sometime in December 4 2021, also according to the court records.
The next news was in February 2022, when TGCF was signed for a radio drama. Since MXTX is free, and there's no reason to think she didn't sign it. :)
Unfortunately, there is no news since. I don't know when she will return, though strictly in my opinion, I disagree with those who say she won't return, or will move onto a new name with no word. Much like Xie Lian, MXTX went through hell, but she's still her: the woman who said writing is one of her greatest passions. (Plus, Xiansheng Shenhai returned this spring after her own release in December 2021. She is now publishing her novels legally and was met with warm reception from fans).
Maybe MXTX is finishing TGCF edits. Maybe she's working on Grim Reapers Have No Days Off, or another work, or she's taking time for herself to heal from experience and (in my opinion) the unfairness of it all. But we just don't know.
What is not quite news, but worth mentioning: About ten days ago (June 20), one of her IRL friends did post a blunt and eloquent essay on Weibo. Mostly, it's about how exhausted they are with the private messages they keep receiving, from a deluge of those concerned to a tsunami of infuriating cruelty from antis.
A few lines stuck out to me:
"My friend wrote a few books, and even came out of cyber to her parents, even Xie Lian was not so unlucky!" (我的朋友写几本书,还给自己写出赛博爹妈来,谢怜都没有这么倒霉!Clearly, my translation of the second clause is not great but you get the gist; someone correct me if it is wrong).
"But she is a person. She has the right to privacy, can be autonomous, and can think. On social networks, she has the right to choose whether to live openly or share information, and she also has the right not to explain her choice. She will ask for help when she needs help, and she seriously considers the troubles she doesn't want to show. The rumors of catching the wind and catching the shadows do not prove that you are better than her." (但她是一个人啊,她有隐私权,能自主,会思考,社交网络上她有权选择是否公开生活是否分享信息,也有权不解释她的选择。她需要帮助的时候会求助,不想展示的烦恼也有她自己的考量,捕风捉影的谣言并不能证明你们比她高明。)
"At the beginning of this post, I mentioned the private message box. In addition to lying down with these things that give me ptsd to the present, there are also many restrained greetings and blessings. There is no chasing after, no self-righteousness, no holding the phone, as if holding a beating heart. That kind of indescribable emotion, that there are many people who are better than words, is the reason why I stayed tonight to edit this for a few hours. They made me always believe that terrycloth (T/N:???) is worth believing, and that readers who really love her know how to weave memories with the author and the book, and believe in 'respect before love.' People share the same heart and the same reason."
(这篇东西的开头我提到私信箱,除了躺着这些令我ptsd到现在的玩意,还有很多克制的问候和祝福,没有穷追不舍,没有自以为是,捧着手机,仿佛捧着一颗颗跳动的真心。那种无以言表的感动,还有许许多多行胜于言的人们,就是我留在今晚删删改改几个小时的原因, 他们让我始终相信毛圈值得相信,相信真心喜爱她的读者懂得以怎样的方式编织与作者和书的回忆,相信“在爱之前,是尊重”这件事,人同此心,心同此理).
End.
Basically, I'm cheered that MXTX has such good friends in her life, who respect her privacy and humanity before anything else and insist that others should do likewise. I think that all we can do right now is hope for the best, support her in any way we can, and root for her as a person first and foremost.
Selfishly, of course I hope she returns soon; she's a great writer! But more than that, I hope and expect that she will return when it's best for her, and to that time I solemnly toast.
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hualianff · 3 years
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Untethered (Bonus I) 《III》
In the Shadow of Ghosts — The Newton Brothers
Three years ago….
Tap. Tap.
Xie Lian thinks he imagines it at first. After all, it had been a long day of handling commoners’ affairs, entertaining visiting royalty, and carrying out other menial tasks that are required of him as a prince. Not that he minds too much. Xie Lian thoroughly enjoys helping whoever he can and making the kingdom a better place for his people.
But it is exhausting work, and takes both a mental and physical toll on Xie Lian. This is why more often than not, on busy days like this, he requests the servants to have a bath drawn right before he retires to his room for the night. The steaming hot water mixed with Xie Lian’s favorite-scented bath salts loosen his muscles wonderfully, as well as clear his senses.
In the dimly lit washroom, Xie Lian lets himself unwind. It’s a gradual process, one that his body initially rejects after being so wound up for hours on end. Xie Lian lathers a dollop of lavender oil along his waist-length hair, holding it above the water to let the oil properly soak in before rinsing it under the spout.
Simply put, Xie Lian chalks the strange noise up to his restless mind making him hear things that are not there. It wouldn’t be the first time it happened.
Besides, who in their right mind would dare break into a prince’s bedroom chambers, where royal guards surround the premise?
Tap.
At the dusk of twilight?
Tap!
Xie Lian is sure no one is crazy about him enough to scale the palace walls to the third level-
Tap.
-except for someone coming to assassinate him!?
Tap tap tap tap tap-
Okay, now that he didn’t imagine. That incessant tapping is very real.
“Goodness me-” Xie Lian mutters, dunking his head under the water in a lame attempt to hastily clean his hair. He then stumbles out of the tub to grab a gown, flinging it around his body to cover himself up.
Luckily, there are no windows in the washroom. The doors also remain shut, providing the prince with the utmost privacy during his bath times, but also serving as a protective barrier at this moment. However, the distinct tapping continues, clearly coming from the other side of the doors.
Against his better judgment, Xie Lian flattens himself against the wall next to the entrance and knocks back.
The tapping stops.
A muffled “Your Highness” follows in response.
Xie Lian’s stomach violently drops at the familiar drawl. It couldn’t be...
“Prince Xianle,” his tempter calls again.
Xie Lian quietly gasps.
The prince cautiously opens the doors leading into his bedroom. He spots a silhouetted figure standing outside on his balcony, and if the build and height were not a familiar sight, Xie Lian would certainly be freaking out more. By subconsciously wrapping the robe tighter around himself–Xie Lian realizes just how flimsy and inappropriate the garment is for others to set eyes on–and approaches the glass doors
He also realizes he does not care.
Xie Lian pulls aside the sheer, golden velvet curtains.
A lanky, strong-built man in dashing red attire greets him through the glass. Xie Lian’s eyes bulge impossibly wide, mouth parting in surprise.
Crimson Rain grins like the devil he is. He doesn’t say anything more, letting the devious look in his eye do the speaking. When the pirate captain lifts a palm to lay flat against the glass door’s surface, Xie Lian feels a growing urge to intertwine it with his own.
Xie Lian places his own palm on the opposite side of the glass. He knows how terrible of an idea it is to enable intruders onto palace grounds, to let Hua Cheng in and the detrimental repercussions awaiting if they were found out.
City of Stars – Yan Chaojie
Th-th-th-th-thump. Hua Cheng drums his fingers upon the glass, raising an expectant eyebrow. Xie Lian stubbornly shakes his head, making a cutting motion at his neck. The pirate seems to take this as a challenge. He can probably see how close Xie Lian is to giving in, just needs one last push to lure the prince in opening the doors to his chambers.
Hua Cheng frames both hands against the glass, blowing hot air in between, effectively fogging up the surface. He draws a massive heart in the condensation. Xie Lian fails to bite back his smile, yet another one of his actions Hua Cheng notices with a smug look.
The pirate proceeds to drag his finger through practiced strokes, writing backward so Xie Lian can read normally on his side. From where he observes, the concentration apparent on Hua Cheng’s face greatly amuses Xie Lian. The characters are still barely legible. Fortunately, Xie Lian has the experience in deciphering Crimson Rain’s infamous scrawl with the intermittent letters he receives.
谢怜 x 三郎
Xie Lian’s face twists in confusion. He immediately unlocks the glass doors, yanking them to the side.
“Who is San Lang?” Xie Lian demands with a pout, forgetting all about his current state of appearance. Hua Cheng smiles into his fist, then graciously enters Xie Lian’s bedroom.
“Another name I go by,” the pirate answers nonchalantly, sliding the door closed behind him. He towers over Xie Lian, dressed in his trademark black heeled-boots with silver chains, whereas Xie Lian’s feet are bare. Plus, Hua Cheng has only continued to grow since the first time they crossed past nearly two years ago. “Should the weather permit fog in the next few days and anyone happens to see, they will not be able to connect San Lang to me.”
“Hua Cheng, your fingerprints are all over the glass,” Xie Lian reminds in exasperation. Hua Cheng frowns when he is addressed, as if he had eaten something not to his liking. He seamlessly replaces it with a mischievous smirk.
“My fingerprints are not documented in the first place,” he says.
“Oh, I see.”
Pirates abide not by any kingdom’s rule but by the laws of the ocean.
Hua Cheng briefly turns to look back at the fading image of their names, his expression calculated but determined once he meets Xie Lian’s gaze again.
“I believe it would also be safest if you referred to me-” Hua Cheng points to the door. “-as such.”
“As what?”
“...”
“How should I call you?”
Hua Cheng narrows his brooding eye.
“Why ask when you already know the answer?”
“Just spit it out, Crimson Rain.” Xie Lian smiles cheekily.
“Your Highness, do not test me.”
Despite his threatening words, Hua Cheng’s posture is stiff, and can even be described as awkward. His arms have obediently remained by his side the entire time, keeping a respectful distance away from Xie Lian. The prince laughs out loud at how constipated Hua Cheng looks.
Without further adieu, Xie Lian throws himself at the taller man. He glomps onto Hua Cheng like a child grabbing onto a stuffed animal, straining his arms to grasp around the pirate’s broad shoulders.
“If San Lang ever wants a hug, he needs only to ask,” Xie Lian admonishes light-heartedly, squishing his cheek against Hua Cheng’s sternum. Hua Cheng chuckles happily, body finally relaxing into the embrace. He winds his arms around Xie Lian’s middle.
“Gege’s benevolence knows no bounds,” Hua Cheng murmurs tenderly. Xie Lian squeezes tighter around him, having no intentions of letting go soon. He missed his pirate dearly, after all. Three months apart had felt like three years. “This San Lang is gladly indebted to His Highness.”
Hua Cheng gently caresses Xie Lian’s head but pauses when he realizes how slippery the prince’s hair is. The pirate rolls the end of a strand between his fingers, droplets of water escaping the tips.
“Gege, did you recently wash?” he asks. Xie Lian shyly nods, containing his blush when Hua Cheng slightly pulls back to take in his satin gown.
“I was bathing when you arrived,” Xie Lian says. With some space between them, Xie Lan realizes with horror that his damp hair created a huge wet spot on the front of Hua Cheng’s robes.
Before he can apologize, Hua Cheng quickly ushers Xie Lian to sit on the cushioned stool in front of his vanity, muttering “please forgive this San Lang for his untimely intrusion” and “allow me to tend to gege’s hair as atonement for such despicable behavior.”
Xie Lian doesn’t know what to say. Hua Cheng’s submissive words render him speechless. It’s a stark contrast to the way Hua Cheng treated him in the beginning, when they were just rivals holding each other at swordpoint. Only in the last year have they been secretly meeting without the pretense of dueling, and even then, Xie Lian only sees Hua Cheng every few months, whenever the pirate happens to sail near Xianle Kingdom. It would be unfathomable for his past self to consider Crimson Rain anything less than a cunning, vicious pirate.
Now, Hua Cheng stands in the Prince of Xianle’s private chambers, offering to brush his hair.
Xie Lian stares wordlessly at Hua Cheng’s reflection. Hua Cheng’s earnest expression does not fade. How absurd it is that a captain of his own pirate ship would reduce himself to the duty of a simple palace servant. Though the thought often crosses his mind, Xie Lian hasn’t turned Hua Cheng in yet. It feels somewhat treasonous to excuse a pirate trespassing and sneaking around on Xianle territory.
Then again, Hua Cheng hasn’t stirred up trouble in public for one whole year. He merely comes back for Xie Lian. This notion alone makes Xie Lian giddy inside.
Xie Lian reaches for a lavishly jeweled comb, then presents it to Hua Cheng. The pirate accepts the comb with a grateful hum, then takes hold of Xie Lian’s wrist to press his lips to the top of his hand.
Xie Lian’s heart sings.
“Would gege be partial to sharing what a day in Prince Xianle’s life looks like?” Hua Cheng asks as he releases Xie Lian’s hand. He begins running the comb through the prince’s long, weighted locks, effortlessly detangling the lower ends. The sensations are heavenly.
“Only if San Lang tells me what a day in Crimson Rain’s life looks like after,” Xie Lian answers with a sluggish tongue. Through the mirror, he sees Hua Cheng smile in satisfaction. Xie Lian slowly closes his eyes as the continuous brushing motions to his hair send pleasant tingles down his spine.
“Whatever His Highness wishes.”
《Bonus II》
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spockandawe · 4 years
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Ahhhhhhh, I just cannot get over how much pure, raw respect is present in the hualian relationship. Hua Cheng is incredibly strong, he’s got influence and power for days, he’s confident, etc etc etc. But I still get the impression that he thinks he’s being presumptuous in daring to approach Xie Lian (i mean, he’ll still DO it, he wants this too badly to NOT do it, but it still feels like he’s leaning into his thick face)
Hua Cheng starts off going hard with the respect, and he keeps going hard. At the beginning of the book, Xie Lian is a laughingstock in heaven, is dead broke, is depowered, is the unluckiest fucker in the world. And Hua Cheng meets up with him when Xie Lian is crossdressing, as a bride, and he just... graciously takes Xie Lian by the hand and politely escorts him to his destination. Like! I love a good enemies to lovers dynamic, I love a good crunchy ship, I love oblivious dumbasses in love, but oh my god!!! 
(Which doesn’t even touch on how open-minded Xie Lian is when Hua Cheng approaches him. Virtually everyone in Xie Lian’s life is trying to warn him away, and he’s still able to take a step back from the gossip and look at what Hua Cheng does and how he treats him, and he makes a very conscious choice to trust him. And he doesn’t demand that Hua Cheng is totally open with him either! He leaves Hua Cheng as much space as he wants, tries hard to avoid invading his privacy or violating his trust, and is understanding when Hua Cheng occasionally withholds information from him, and they just!!! They both like each other so, so, so much!!!!!!!!!)
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chibimuiwritesstuff · 4 years
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Ex-MMA Fighter Xie Lian AU
A super random AU I thought up in the shower (because that’s where all our best thoughts come from). Essentially borne from my amusement at how Xie Lian, in his youth, was super obsessed with really good fighters (a tidbit that I feel goes woefully unmentioned in fandom and even by the author later in the novel). Posting because I need to get the idea out of my head and possibly actually start writing it.
(Also I don’t actually know anything about the MMA world, especially competitively - I just dabbled in Judo/Karate in my late teens, but that’s about it).
So basically. Imagine, XL is a super sweet but clumsy department head at Heavenly Officials Ltd. (I have no idea what kind of company this actually is, ideas are welcome), whom his staff all adore but also kind of worry for cuz omg is he super air headed and clutzy and fucking hopeless. Just the other week he managed to spill coffee all over his laptop--his third one of the year and it’s only March! But he is literally so nice, and despite his clumsiness is actually super competent at his job and his department always gets stellar results (what department are they? I have no clue, I know nothing about the corporate world).
What none of his staff/coworkers know is that their ridiculously clumsy boss used to be a champion mixed martial arts fighter in his university days. Or that he would even be interested in something as brutal as MMA cage matches since XL is a known pacifist who will go out of his way to catch bugs and place them safely outside when he has the time. But then one of the IT guys - in the process of fixing his laptop and restoring his hard drive finds a folder filled with videos and pictures of MMA cage matches all featuring the same fighter... you guessed it, Hua Cheng (I know MMA is not wrestling, but let’s pretend stage names are a thing in the competitive MMA world as well so HC is his fighter name in the arena)! The gossip spreads like wildfire, but everyone just thinks XL is just a fan of this ridiculously attractive fighter and don’t really think beyond that (although they do think it’s kind of adorable that XL  seems to be such a huge fanboy of this gorgeous, gorgeous man).
And the thing is - the staff have heard vague snippets from XL himself about his husband, “San Lang” who they have yet to meet because apparently he is often busy in the evenings and is therefore unable to attend corporate events. But they don’t make the connection that the adorable San Lang who cooks and pampers their boss could be the incredibly brutal and violent HC (his staff all decided to review some videos just to see who has captured their bosses interest and most of them are erm... quite surprised).
Then of course, someone does find out that SL and HC are the same person and this is when shit really hits the fan because the thing is - the staff generally knew that XL and his partner could be quite *ahem* adventurous and coupled with XL’s inherent clumsiness they had gotten used to seeing random marks and bruises on their boss that they probably shouldn’t be witness too, but whom he always insists are ‘nothing’. But when they learn that his partner is a potentially super violent MMA fighter his staff get awfully protective and worried because... could their boss be in an abusive relationship that they aren’t aware of???? This opinion is not helped by the fact that when they try to discretely ask FX and MQ about HC they ofc give some pretty bad impressions (because both of them can’t stand HC--but the feelings are pretty mutual).
So of course, they must staff an intervention! And a perfect opportunity comes up--as part of some charity event their company is partnering with the local MMA organization to hold a friendly exhibition charity match and surprise-surprise, they’re bringing in their big gun, HC and he’s apparently going to fight some old veteran whose fighter name is “His Royal Highness”. (google reveals a fighter who constantly wore a mask to hide his identity). This is their chance to meet the bosses partner and maybe subtle-y threaten him enough to let him know that their boss is cared for and they will protect him at all costs if necessary.
(side note: Feng Xin and Mu Qing don’t bother to correct anyone because a) they generally stay out of gossip surrounding XL because b) they respect Xie Lian’s privacy c) they hate talking about HC in any capacity and d) they have an on-going bet to see when ppl will learn their ‘adorable clumsy boss’ could theoretically take out an entire swat team without batting an eyelash if he really wanted to--he was nearly recruited to be a special ops agent, but anyway)
So. The day of the charity match arrives and XL is... nowhere to be found??? Perhaps he’s somewhere else, VIP seating with the CEO (Jun Wu) or something since HC is his partner after all. Anyway, they watch the fight and it’s... Wow. But also a bit different? HC doesn’t seem as wild or brutal as he seems from online videos, although there is still this energy that everyone can feel in the fight that they can’t really place. But wow is it a fight and in the end HC surprisingly loses????
Ref blows the whistle and the staff all clamber down hoping to get in a word with HC when they all stop short because “His Royal Highness” suddenly rips his mask off and flies into HC’s arm and... and is that THEIR BOSS???
Minds are blown. Jaws are dropped. The two of them are practically three seconds away from full-on making out on the cage floor before FX/MQ yell at them to “stop being fucking gross, you’re in public damn it” and then XL snaps out of it and remembers, oh right, his entire staff team from work is here and they all just scream at him and he’s just like ???? because... well...
He hadn’t been trying to keep this a secret at all?
But now that the cat is out of the bag he is super happy to introduce HC to everyone, and then hopefully drag his partner off to the nearest secluded space because half the reason XL retired was a) he was done uni and was offered a nice position by Jun Wu (CEO of HO Ltd) - who was also an ex-fighter and trained under the same master as XL so they know each other pretty well - so he had less time and b) he felt he had found his match with HC and so the thrill of fighting others wasn’t as big anymore and c) ...after getting together cage matches were just another form of foreplay and it made things rather... ah... difficult to say the least. So XL bowed out without any issue. HC stayed in the profession because he knows XL likes watching him fight :)
Also just because XL doesn’t compete anymore doesn’t mean they don’t still spar on the regular in private. There is just something about the atmosphere of competitive cage matches that just got their blood flowing more than just sparring on the side for fun (although that would often lead to sex afterwards too, but at least in that case there wasn’t an audience).
So. There you have it.
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