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difeisheng · 1 year

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Having a corpse laid out on your dining table has got to be against the laws of (most) human decency, food safety, and Wei Ying's landlord, but his apartment is too cramped to put the body of a six foot tall man anywhere else so the table it is. Unless he wants to try necromancy in his bed (too creepy), on the sofa (please don't), or the floor (Wen Ning doesn't deserve that). The table is good, actually. Close enough to the kitchen that cleaning supplies are nearby, and the raised surface means when Wei Ying bends down to work he won't worsen his probably already fucked up back from sitting in chairs like a pretzel.

Hmm. Speaking of pretzels. Wei Ying grabs another handful from the bag resting by Wen Ning's waist and crams them into his mouth. "Are you gonna be happy to eat again, Wen Ning?" he says through his food. "I feel bad every time I come back from grocery shopping, you probably miss your snacks."

There's a jumbo-sized children's drawing board propped up on a chair in the corner, one that uses a stylus and little magnetic particles. The stylus moves from its holder and begins to scrawl across the board seemingly on its own, forming shaky words.

Am I going to be able to eat?

They'd tried a variety of methods to get Wen Ning to communicate, back when Wei Ying moved in last year and found he wasn't the apartment's only occupant. Typing or writing with pencil and paper required too much finesse for a ghost. Whiteboards were out since markers rarely were unreliable, and chalkboards activated both Wen Ning and Wei Ying's sensory issues. The drawing board from Toys R Us has been the best solution. Wen Ning has other ways of getting Wei Ying's attention, if he has to, but those usually tire him out faster.

"If food doesn't work out for you when you wake up, I'll make sure it does," Wei Ying promises. His first priority is making Wen Ning's body capable of sustaining consciousness, speech, and motor coordination. The necromancy method Wei Ying has chosen bypasses the need for functions like breathing or having a heartbeat, though having those traits will probably help Wen Ning adjust. There's a whole list of improvements Wei Ying has, somewhere in his notebook pile.

He is entirely making this up as he goes, though, so who knows. Maybe when Wen Ning's spirit is set back in his own body he'll be completely good to go in every capacity. Wen Ning's corpse was in fairly good condition when Wei Ying brought him to his apartment, despite the fact he'd accidentally chosen a very rainy and muddy night to go rob someone's grave (with their knowledge and consent!) and he'd cracked Wen Ning's wrist off the doorframe trying to clumsily haul him in at three in the morning.

Okay, Wen Ning writes. On top of the bookshelf, the haphazardly placed radio clicks on, jumping through stations and songs to string together the words ~~thank~you~again~~ before shutting off.

The first time Wen Ning hijacked Wei Ying's music like that, he nearly scared him to death. Now that they have a better talking system he doesn't do it so often, only when he wants to place emphasis on his words.

"Aiyah, it's really not a problem for me," Wei Ying waves it away. Thank-yous have always made him feel weird. "Okay, bringing you back to life is a problem, but that just means I get to work out how to do it! Besides, you can't stay tethered to this apartment forever. I've had to rid haunted houses of some very nasty old resentful spirits when they were stuck there too long. But you're the nicest, most well-behaved ghost I've ever seen," he proclaims, giving Wen Ning's head a little pat. "And soon you won't have to be one anymore."

The decomposition and other damage on Wen Ning was minimal. It's only taken about a month of talisman application to reverse, and today, finally, his body is back to the state it was just after his death. There's just the hole left to deal with.

Wei Ying rolls his sleeves up to his elbows, yanks his hair away from his face with the frayed hairtie on his wrist. "Okay, it's time for me to sew you up," he tells Wen Ning. "I've had to suture wounds before, but it's been a while. I'll try my best!"

I'm sure you'll be fine. The shy reassurance from Wen Ning, when it's his own corpse Wei Ying is working on, makes him smile.

Wen Ning has been covered with a sheet up to his neck, while his body was restored. The clothes he'd been buried in were grimy and reeked of mold and earth, and Wei Ying needed to assess the quality of the body, so he'd had to strip and clean Wen Ning before throwing the bedsheets over him. Now Wei Ying carefully folds the fabric back to expose Wen Ning's torso, stopping just above his hips. The yellow talismans laid on his trunk and limbs have worked their spells well. If not for his unmoving chest and the pale pallor to his skin, Wen Ning could almost be sleeping.

Well, except for the gaping wound ripped through his abdomen. Wei Ying hasn't directly asked Wen Ning how that fatal injury was caused, as it's quite rude to do so, but based on the information Wen Ning has offered he's pieced together enough of the story. Family gang warfare and a surprise attack meant to send a message. The man had committed no crime other than being born with the wrong surname, and paid for it in this same apartment Wei Ying now resides in. There's a reason why the hallway carpet is obviously newer than the rest of the place.

At least Wei Ying now has a shot at changing Wen Ning's fate. "Here we go," he mutters, preparing needle and thread.

Suturing Wen Ning up requires a decent amount of Wei Ying's concentration. Though since he literally has to brace his forearms on Wen Ning's side and stare in the general direction of his abs, it's impossible not to notice how muscular and toned Wen Ning is. Really, it's unfair. His face is delicately beautiful, even in death with eyes closed, but Wei Ying had been in for another surprise when he'd divested Wen Ning's corpse of his burial shirt.

As an unavoidable part of the cleaning process, Wei Ying has also seen... other parts of Wen Ning. Which also look very nice. But he needs to focus and goddamn, not the time. Instead he thinks about who could have killed Wen Ning, and how brutally, for someone as sweet and built like him to have been stabbed and bled out like a pig. It makes Wei Ying shudder.

The old wound, at least, isn't too difficult to patch back together. Wei Ying doesn't tear anything, and the stitches end up relatively even. Wen Ning stays silent to let him work, although he does turn the radio on to something quiet in the background. Neither of them like long bouts of silence, they've found. It's easier to have something to fill in the empty space.

Once he's tied the thread and snipped off the extra, Wei Ying grabs a calligraphy brush and a mason jar from the fridge (the one that has a 'BLOOD NOT JUICE!!!' label taped to the lid) and scribbles out one last talisman to place on Wen Ning's torso. Dead bodies can't really mend themselves, so the talisman will heal him the rest of the way.

"You'll have a scar," Wei Ying informs Wen Ning, "but I can promise that your guts won't fall out now or anything."

Finding all the right characters and modifications to use for the talismans had been the most time-consuming part of Wei Ying's job. Fortunately, having a day job eradicating tough spirits and monsters gives him enough status to poke around rare and forbidden book collections, and Wei Ying's been inventing his own spells for years. The blood is outsourced from the Nie clan. They've returned to their butcher origins as a front for their cultivation, now that the Jianghu of old is a fantasy to the modern era, and animal blood works just as well as human for talismans. Some people are just dramatic.

The Nie are also among the least likely to ask questions, including whether or not Wei Ying is using demonic cultivation. That's a bonus.

"Now we wait, just a little longer," Wei Ying says. He gets up and stretches, feels his spine crack in about four different places. Ugh. Maybe he can make some healing talismans for himself. "It'll take about two days or so for your body to fix yourself up, and then we'll be at the big day." There's nothing else left to do, so he starts cleaning up the mess around the table. Wei Ying has always been a whirlwind when he works.

A dull wooden knock rings out from the table by Wei Ying's hand, as he's reaching for the pretzel bag. He looks up and watches Wen Ning erase the drawing board, followed by a new question.

Why are you doing this for me?

Wei Ying swallows. "Aha." He grabs the pretzels along with the blood, brushes, and extra talisman paper, and makes an escape into the kitchen.

He tries not to think about the reasoning behind his project, when it's easy to sink into the plans and details of it instead and ignore everything else. The answers that present themselves are never pleasant ones; at Wen Ning's words, the first voice to immediately enter Wei Ying's head is harsh and exasperated. You're using him just to see if you're smart enough to bring him back, Jiang Cheng snaps. What if you hurt him? What if it goes wrong and he becomes dangerous? Who's there to protect you?

Not you, Wei Ying thinks. Not anymore.

Another face takes Jiang Cheng's place. Are you lonely, A-Xian? Jiang Yanli murmurs. Is that why you're doing this, because you think neither Wen Ning or you have anyone?

Maybe.

I don't. I don't even have you, and that's on me, Wei Ying says to her. The voice in his head morphs into Yu Ziyuan, ever critical, ever biting.

Disappointment, Wei Ying.

He's staring into space in the middle of his kitchen. Wei Ying shakes his head out and dumps the things he's holding into the counter. I can do this, he tells himself firmly. And I'm not a disappointment. I won't be one to Wen Ning, at least.

There's another tap, this time on the cupboard near Wei Ying's head. Wen Ning won't give up on an answer, it seems.

"I already told you why," Wei Ying sighs. "I like you, and it's painful for spirits stuck haunting until they turn resentful. I don't want you to go through that. And it's a waste of eternity for you to be a ghost stuck in an apartment." He shoves the blood back into the fridge door, where there are about six other identical jars. "I mean, the ghosts in the old manors and castles get a killer aesthetic and local legends told about them. What's good about being forced to watch me eat ramen from the pot in the middle of the night, or binge Lord of the Rings for the hundredth time?"

The drawing board is in the other room. Wen Ning fiddles with the radio. ~~You're~here.~That's~a~good~thing~~, he says simply, in six people's voices.

"Soon you'll be here too, and that's better," Wei Ying says quickly. Wen Ning is so honest sometimes, in a way that makes Wei Ying want to hide.

~~I~hope~so~~.

"It is! I can't wait for you to be around.", Wei Ying winces internally at his tone. Jiang Yanli was always able to call him out on his emotional bullshit when he used it with her. "Maybe we can watch Lord of the Rings together? I'll make caramel popcorn."

~~That~sounds~nice~~. Wei Ying smiles, a little too widely.

Yeah, okay. He's lonely.

Hello there! So this was part of a WIP I started last year but, predictably, did not see through. I was going through some of my fic drafts and decided I'd release it here, as I liked the concept a lot but sincerely doubt I'll have the mind to pick it up again. Thanks for reading if you got to the end.

#HI MDZS MUTUALS IF YOU'RE STILL OUT THERE!!! IM NOT DEAD!!!!#fuck. i miss churning out ningxian ideas this was a fun one #mdzs #cql #wei wuxian #wen ning #ningxian #fic #ashton writes fic #ashton's writing #ashton originals

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viscerally-tired · 1 month

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"Tmagp's episodes don't fit in with the fears!"

YES THEY DO LOOK, JUST LOOK. YEAH SOME EPISODES ARE HARD OR IMPOSSIBLE TO PINPOINT, SO ARE MOST TMA EPISODES????

"Yeah but this episode mentions the Spiral AND the Stranger." Yeah because- they're inherently linked? They may be 'enemies', but they borrow concepts from each other 24/7.

Most fears borrow from others, you can't have the Hunt without elements of the Flesh, you often can't have the Eye without some other fear being present to be Watched, you can't have the Spiral and the Stranger not be linked at times because the Stranger also makes you feel like you're going mad, and the Spiral also uses the uncanny valley as a mechanism of harvesting fear PLEASE.

I have a notebook in which I attempt to categorise the fears in each episode of TMAGP, as well as additional character/general notes, do not discredit my hard work PLEASE. Although I am 100% open to hearing other thoughts/theories and potentially changing my categorisations.

1) First Shift: (1) The Stranger, (2) The Eye.

2) Making Adjustments: The Flesh.

3) Putting Down Roots: Admittedly hard to pinpoint, though I would say the Corruption and the Lonely, which yes, the two VERY MUCH go together fight me on it and I'll give you examples. There are mentions of the Eye (paranoia), and the Flesh-ish, but the paranoia is a product of the crime he's committed, not the Eye, and the Flesh is only relevant due to decomposition, which is the Corruption.

4) Taking Notes: The Slaughter.

5) Personal Screening: The Eye.

6) Introductions: Okay this one I have no clue, I can tell you what it's not, but not exactly what it is, though Needles does mention enjoying the fear that his victim has of dying so the End is a possibility- though I doubt that simply because the End doesn't have a track record of being super involved. Needles also enjoys mindless pain/violence, so potentially the Slaughter could be involved.

7) Give and Take: The Spiral

8) Running on Empty: Also the Spiral! How fun :33

9) Rolling With It: Either the End or the Desolation, looking at the Desolation's relationship with money troubles specifically here, and therefore it's relationship with gambling.

Anyway thank you for letting me ramble I'm loosing myself to this podcast and if I'm proven wrong later down the line I will throw myself in the lake :33

#tmagp theory #tmagp #tma #the magnus universe #the fears #they're revelant I promise #LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING #LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHINGG

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4chandotorgslashtv · 6 months

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pocket recycled notebooks by decomposition book

#just like the big ones i posted earlier!#taken by me #diary #notebooks #stationery

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afropearl · 6 months

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my ‘23 christmas list 🩰

welcome back everyone! it’s been another year on this blog so it’s time for another christmas list <3 i enjoy making these a lot, and hope you all enjoy too!

skincare ♡

anua heart leaf toner & clear pads

starface hello kitty patches

lush skincare {they’ve actually helped my skin so much it’s crazy i must make another skincare routine}

lip ♡

lanolips glazed donut & raspberry cake balms

rom&nd lip tints {custard mauve, lilac cream}

tatcha kissu lip mask

health | beauty ♡

sacheu stainless steel guasha

tree hut scrubs {winter wonder}

native sugar cookie body wash & deo {my ult scent for the winter}

fragrance ♡

melanie martinez portals perfume {so excited abt this one!}

commodity milk

arielle soshana monday

school | tech ♡

campus binder

decomposition notebooks

wildflower cases

misc ♡

jewelry {lockets, earrings, anklets, nose}

new purse & wallet {baggu, kate spade}

shoess {sneakers, clogs, mary janes}

thanks for reading ❄️

#afropearl #2023 wishlist #wishlist #black femininity #coquette #girl blogging #self care #beauty #pink christmas #pinterest girl #it girl #that girl #dream girl #girl blogger #shopping #sephora #haul

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boredpathologist · 1 month

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[translated from Italian, written in shorthand in a green 'decomposition notebook', the rest of the pages are blank]

Waste of Time

""Socialization"" Notes

Betrayal, info is dangerous, etc.

I know this already

Be a mirror

Choose battles :|

Don't fight phys.

Be forgotten

Plausible deniability

Keep track of truths + lies

[the notes continue on for a while]

#ask memes #// said notebook was a gift and this was from her court-mandated (this is a joke) How To Human lessons :P

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sammiees-studyblr · 2 years

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Decomposition notebook designs my beloved

#studyblr #notebooks #the inside covers of these notebooks are also really col #I have like 5 of these and I'm getting the manatee one in this post for my german class

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thatndginger · 8 months

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Happy STS! What are your go-to/preferred writing tools? Favorite pen types, notebooks, keyboards, etc, but it doesn't have to be limited to just those things. Writing programs, favorite reference books, thesauruses, dictionaries, TTS software, whiteboards, corkboards, flash cards, encyclopedias, anything goes!

Hey Nopal! Happy (late) STS to you too!

You're gonna get some very specific answers with this one, because my brain has Opinions about things like pens and stationary lol

If I'm writing physically, it has to be with a Pilot G2 Pen in Navy Ink (0.5 mm tip). I've found that these work the best on nearly every type of paper, and they don't smear. I'm a leftie. Smearing is a big problem. I've recently grown to adore the Decomposition notebooks - partly because they're recycled materials, partly for the art on the covers, and partly because I just really like how the paper feels. I also tend to go hard with sticky notes; it's easier to write down quick ideas and slap them where they need to go rather than writing as small as I can manage in the margins.

As for digital writing.... The Campfire writing program has been my savior more times than I can count. It can get a little frustrating sometimes since they're still actively working on updating the ui - mostly just little tweaks and improvements at this point - but by and large it is fucking great. I can keep all my stuff in one place, they just released a basic mobile app version so I can access it even if I don't have my laptop, *and* they have an export function so I can print all my shit out if I'm really going off the grid for a while. And this is a part I am seriously excited about - you can make your story available for reading on their platform and make certain elements (character pages, settings, history, etc) discoverable by chapter. It's such a cool fucking program and company.

I don't have a lot of books I go back and reference often, but I do read a lot of reference books and seminars to improve my writing. Current top favorites are Maggie Stiefvater's 2020 Writing Seminar, A Writer's Guide to Active Setting by Mary Buckham, and On Writing and Worldbuilding by Timothy Hickson (sidenote: Timothy's youtube channel is also a delight for writers!).

And, of course, we can't forget my favorite writing resource - my infamous Shapeshifter Conspiracy Wall. A corckboard on steroids, if you will.

#storyteller saturdays #thanks so much for letting me ramble lol #i tend to hoard resources when it comes to my projects

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axilog14 · 3 months

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Just finished my last journal and started on a new one! This one's a bit intimidating due to the larger pages, but I'm still excited to break it in.

#notebook #notebooks #journal #journals #journaling #decomposition book

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elismor · 1 year

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Pen and Paper

I’ve lost it now, but I recently saw a post go by talking about Moleskine notebooks and how terrible their paper actually is (so true!), so I thought I would pass along some recs on notebooks I like and pens I love to use.

PAPER

Leuchtturm 1917 is a good alternative to Moleskine. They make soft and hardcover notebooks with good quality paper that is easy to write on and takes the weight of ballpoint, gel, and rollerball quite well IMO. I do not use fountain pens personally, so I can’t really speak to that--except to say that my latest (failed) experiment with them was not the fault of the paper in any way. I just do not have a handwriting style that is conducive to fountain pens.

I use these in hardcover as a sort of journal/everything book that I carry around with me and they hold up well to being tossed in bags, dropped on the driveway, and spattered by rain from windows left open.

I use these in softcover as my work notebook for to-do lists and meeting notes and often fill them entirely over the course of a couple of years. They also hold up well to sitting on desks, being sat upon by cats, and being written in with everything from colored pencil to sharpie (though the sharpie will bleed).

They come in lined, unlined, grid, and dot--which I confess I do not understand at all.

Clairefontaine has great, smooth paper. Years ago a friend and I would send circle journals back and forth and this was our go-to brand. They take ink well and will also handle having things like ticket stubs stapled or glued in with aplomb. The ones we used got mailed from coast to coast in the US many times over and came out a little battered, but the covers are board and flex a little, so it only added character.

I think the ones we had were A5 and i know they were lined, but here’s a link to the collection. Ours had stitched spines because spiral is not great for mailing, but they opened well and went reasonably flat to write in.

I have been using Decomposition Notebooks to hand-write fic lately. What can I say? I’m an analog writer living in the digital world. Anyway. The paper is not the same quality as either of those above, but it takes ballpoint (my go-to) quite well and the cardboard covers hold up against what I throw at them. I like lined paper, but accidentally picked up one that is blank and the paper in it is a little heavier, which is nice. Plus? Recycled. Save the trees. If you are in the US, Target sometimes sells them--campus bookstores almost always do (where I get mine) and they are cheaper than either of the above.

Target also sells some Leuchtturm and Moleskine, too.

PENS

OMG, I could write a treatise on pens--as I suspect most people who write could--but I’ll spare you my ramblings and get to the point.

I used to be a Cross girl pretty exclusively because they are fairly easy to find in shops like Staples and the big name bookstores and are better than your standard Bic or Biro. I, personally, like a medium-thick barrel with some weight to it, so I tend toward the Bailey or the Calais.

But then I was in Paris in 2018 and picked up a Parker IM Premium Ballpoint and now I will never go back. I actually have several different pens from the IM line -all ballpoint--but the IM Vibrant Rings might be my favorite of them. My current go-to is the Urban Ballpoint Twist, though. The bulbous barrel is just amazingly comfortable to use for multiple-pages at a time.

One of the reasons I switched to Parker is that their ink--specifically the QUINKFlow ballpoint (I like blue medium point, but mileage varies) flows really well as compared to the Cross ink, which I find to be a little..sticky, maybe? IDK. It drags across the page rather than flows.

My husband says I have too many pens. I say there is no such thing.

#i have this theory that if i find the right pen the novel will come #no luck so far unless you count 40+K works of fic #i used to write quite a bit #writing #pen and paper #notebooks #highly recommend

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