#brushbun

@brushbun​ asked   :    " yao ge, i think i deserve a treat for being so good. don't you think so? no tricks, nobody was hurt! i was on my best behavior. " // from wuya :)   -   UMPROMPTED INBOX THINGS (ACCEPTING <3)

“   no   !      wait   -   “      the   junior   disciple   fumbles   with   the   jar   ,      contents   spilling   over   the   edge   .      dampening   his   sleeves   .      he’d   been   caught   red-handed   ...      lan   jingyi’s   eyes   frantically   search   behind   the   man   ,      ready   for   the   moment   hanguang-jun   appeared   ...      any   moment   ...   any   moment   .         no   ?      when   he   doesn’t   show   ,   his   shoulders   slump   in   relief   -      a   pleading   look   overtaking   his   expression   .   

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 against the wind fills the marshy lake as a heavenly creature descends, their bird feet gracefully hitting the water and leaving small ripples on the surface of its path as they dance their way over to the slumbering dragon. “   Hello friend,   ” Their voice chirps in a soft lilt, a hand brushing blue wisps of hair from the feathers framing their face. The bells upon their wrists and ankles sing with the movement. When they don’t earn a response a faint but playful smile hits their eyes. “   Still sleeping, are we ? Don’t you know its about to rain, silly ?   ” With a hum, from their plumage do two hands appear, lifting a white jade flute to their lips to let a sweet melody play and awaken the other.

HU CHEN + WU YA // @brushbun sent a ⊕ for a graphic of our muses  - (artist cred)

「   @brushbun​ asked ― akane squishes doms dang face with one hand. " hahaha what a cutie, can i borrow your body for a bit? "  /  from akane LOL    」

        𝐎𝐇, 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. no day could just be normal, could it ? although his life was necessarily normal to begin with. he’d been so jazzed to make these damn muffins and now . . . the demon squirms, shooting the other a glare. snorting in response, a smirk is thrown the others way, despite the way his face is being squished. the bag in hand is gripped tighter, no way is he dropping this sugar he’d begrudgingly left his apartment for. 

        ❝ tch. sorry. this body is already spoken for . . . ❞ eyes flash black at them, blinking once before the whites of dom’s eyes return. 

@brushbun sent: mob gives the rabbit a bite of lettuce off the sandwich he got for lunch.