#futurerulerofxing

If you snuck into my room I would:

[  ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[x] Cuddle with you                   [x] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[x] Kiss or hug you back                       [x] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[x] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [x] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [x] Without hesitation.

You are:

[x] Cute          [x] Adorable          [x] Attractive          [x] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [x] Ally[x] Friend              [x] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

The ship is my: OTP, of course

I consider this ship’s feelings: Mutual | Mixed | Strange | Awkward | Platonic | Sibling-like | One-sided | They don’t really like each other |

I’d consider the relationship: Healthy | Awkward | Abusive | Doesn’t work properly | They’d never get together | (they shouldn’t be together because of their places in Xing’s society, that’s why is complicated)

Children: No | Yes | They’d think about it (she’s sterile/not his wife)

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✂ - a vivid memory

Some people tend to just forget the traumas, lock them inside their minds, in a place they couldn’t reach because they don’t want  to remember – nobody exactly wants to –, because they want to forget. But Lan Fan could remember any tragic moment of her life. Some were blurred, but some were so vivid they kept visiting her in her N I G H T M A R E S.

Someone could ask her how she was able to remember something that happened so long ago when she was so young. She wouldn’t know how to answer it. But unlike most people, she didn’t want to forget. She wanted to REMEMBER, because it didn’t matter how many time passed, she would revenge her parents.

What she most remembered was the amount of blood on the floor, on their furniture,  e v e r y w h e r e. She was five, of course she would remember such thing, she’s never seen that much blood. For sure she was shocked, it’d be strange not do be.

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