POLY! LU YAO
poly…. polly…… why does this spelling look so weird to me i dont spell this word often enough apparently….. poly ace lu yao???? Panromantic asexual……..
yes yes yes i’m so here for it. he spends so much time agonizing over bai youning or qiao chesheng that it takes him a while to realize that maybe it doesn’t have to be either/or. and they all have a big chat about it (lu yao is nervous about confessing he has feelings for both of them but he is the LEAST subtle person in the world and the two of them figured it out a while ago) and lay down some rules. and it’s not always smooth and it’s not always easy but it’s worth it.
all three of them live happily ever after and solve crime and are happy.
(also lu yao being panromantic ace works so well with how jumpy and unhappy he gets at all those ballrooms qcs takes him to. i am here for it!)
No quiero a nadie más.
Person : What’s your greatest achievement?
Gansey : When I got Blue to calm down after someone asked her why her height is short, that was my greatest achievement.
will you talk with me?
a small chat may do,
just a little bit of conversation.
i knew i never knew how to,
i’m so lonely you see.
it’s the uhhmmm let me count.
three hundred and sixty-fifth day,
me being alone,
since the day i started to count.
my life is already tragic
can you make it a less tragic one?
my mind is so poor
and my soul is so broke.
What a strange character they are “I left because I didn’t feel comfortable with having casual convos with my mutuals and it would have been better if never interacted with them because I’m boring” Did they oppa really care or did he just want to find a reason to disappear🤔
Mom : So, which book do you want to buy?
Me : [takes out a scroll of 12 inches long paper]
Me : [takes out 4 more scrolls]
Me : I’m glad you asked.
BGS IBMOR: Who funds Black Lives Matter? Part 2
Talking to people who don’t wear masks because it “oppresses” them is like talking to a rock.
Dr. T. Hasan Johnson: What is Neo-COINTELPRO?
Hst after the party, uncomfortably warm after the party: *takes off the suit jacket* Ywz: 😳 😳 I Am Not Looking
if ywz was freaking out a little less and concentrating a little more, he might have noticed that huang shaotian takes off his jacket eerily similar to the way the model online takes off his clothes. it’s the same barely there little shoulder shrug, the same way his fingers lightly circle each button before popping it out of its buttonhole.
but, like huang shaotian, he’s also a little tipsy at end of the night. the result of too many toasts with the team’s manager and director and potential investors. he only took small sips but they added up and now his mind feels like it’s chugging through a cloud of fog. it isn’t bad enough to be noticeable to anyone, with the exception of huang shaotian, who has taken to following at his heels during the tail end of the party and occasionally interrupting with bursts of chatter when he can see that yu wenzhou needs a few seconds to collect his thoughts before speaking.
(it’s one of the many things huang shaotian does for him without needing to be asked, placing himself in the role of annoying pest so that yu wenzhou can save face. a swell of fondness rises up in his chest and he sneaks a glance over at his vice-captain while pretending to take a sip of his wine.
huang shaotian doesn’t notice. he never does.)
anyway, by the time yu wenzhou drifts off alone in bed he isn’t sure whether the memory of huang shaotian shrugging off his jacket in perfect sync with the faceless camboy is something real or whether he merely imagined it.
First two pages of a comic project in development.
WAIT HOLD UP
DOES THIS MEAN SHAOTIAN HAS AN ENTIRELY SEPARATE WARDROBE THAT HE NEVER WEARS OUTSIDE HIS ROOM???
YES, YES IT DOES!! he takes special care to not mix the camboy clothes with the nicer suits he occasionally wears to more formal team/alliance events.
once, he wore the wrong clothes for one of his stripteases (a new suit yu wenzhou had told him to buy for an upcoming promotional gala blue rain was hosting). to huang shaotian’s horror, he realized that just yesterday, he’d peeled that exact suit off his body to expose a red silk thong and garter set. the garters made the coolest little snap snap snapping sound against his thigh, and he had lamented at length that his audience couldn’t appreciate it, because of the fact that he mutes his mic. not that his audience knew what he was saying because, well, the mic was muted.
which meant that an hour and a half before the team’s charter bus would pick them up, he had to tell the captain that he didn’t have a suit for tonight. fuck, he was so fucked, yu wenzhou was going to eat him alive. and not in the good way.
he knocked on the door and nearly scrapped the entire plan when yu wenzhou answered in nothing but a pair of low slung suit pants and an unbuttoned white shirt.
somehow, he managed to stammer out his request, instead of just a babbling stream of pecs pecs abs pecs, rip huang shaotian killed by the captain’s muscles but what a way to go. he’d never been so grateful to glory for honing his ability to multitask to a razor sharp edge. otherwise he’s pretty sure he would have asked if he could borrow the captain’s nipples and then he would’ve had to quit the team and maybe leave the city.
a stern glare and a lecture later, huang shaotian was dressed in one of yu wenzhou’s spare suits.
he didn’t think to ask why the suit fit him so well. he was too relieved to be off the hook and too busy trying to hide how yu wenzhou’s stern voice went right to his cock to be worried about little details like that.
after the party, when he collapsed into bed in a tired and slightly tipsy heap, a fleeting thought crossed his mind that the suit he borrowed was cut in a very similar style to the ones he liked to wear on camera.
ha, who knew the captain had such similar taste to huang shaotian’s scantily dressed alter ego!
(it’s probably for the best that he didn’t ask, because yu wenzhou would’ve had to think up a lie that wasn’t ‘i wanted to see how you’d look in the same kind of suit my online crush wears when he strips. i fantasize that he’s you and in a fit of poor judgement i used your blue rain uniform measurements to buy you a suit i never intended for you to ever see let alone wear, and i had to fight a very inappropriate hard on all night long just looking at you tonight.’)