Can you imagine if Wei Wuxian came back to life and instead of killing Nie Mingjue, Jin Guangyao has killed Jiang Cheng instead?
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LWJ & LXC arrive at the Jinlintai where the teenage heir, dressed in blood soaked robes, is playing a sad tune on a familiar looking dizi while lounging on the third lowest step on that stupid staircase. A sooty fierce corpse trailing long chains is standing next to him and raises its head at their approach.
Behind them the tower is burning, black smoke reaching for the skies, tainting the clouds. Liquid gold has started to drip slowly down the steps.
There are no screams.
Not anymore.
#oh holy shit#it’d have to be one of those No Happy Ending stories#bc even if LWJ can overlook the Jin-Ling’s-body thing I just don’t think WWX could#WWX razes jinlintai#finds out where JL got the soul sacrifice ritual#razes the unclean realm—sorry again NMJ#leaves the Lans standing alone in the ashes#and peaces out of the world#damn#mdzs#the untamed
Actors are too scared to be hammy these days I'm tired of people mumbling. Bring back that shakespearean shit. Enunciate like your life depends on it. I have audio processing disorder
Speak clearly and TURN THE GODDAMN LIGHTS ON. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT’S HAPPENING.
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ppl are like ooh succession spoilers are gonna be unavoidable meanwhile i have seen like 2 screenshots from the show over the course of its entire existence
Articles about every episode appear on the websites of major newspapers every day and I know absolutely nothing about this show. Tumblr is a completely different media ecosystem.
One time my dad came to family dinner all excited “you know that show Sherlock? I hear fans are writing whole new stories for it online”
And in perfect unison my sister and I yelled “DAD NO!” So vehemently he stopped in his tracks.
Then a look of dawning comprehension on his face.
“Oh, this is like Kirk and Spock, isn’t it”
And I died right then and there.
My mom was into fanfic back when it was still all in handmade zines passed back and forth in-person. My mother is the one who first told me what fanfic was. My mother used to print her favorite fics out on our home printer and stick them on the shelf to read again later. My mom had an Ao3 account before I'd ever heard of Ao3.
Fanfic is not some new millennial/gen z thing that nobody over 35 knows about. It's really not that weird for middle-aged folks and elders to be into it. The folks who were writing Spirk fic in the 60s are, like. Still around.
Yes they are. And some of them have given me actual money to write for them!
It's an amazing world we live in. :)
I discovered fanfic in my 30s and rediscovered it on AO3 in my 40s. My kid learned about fanfic’s existence because I didn’t particularly hide reading it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
small talk time!
so hey, uh...what have you been doing lately to stave off feelings brought on by the inherent meaninglessness of the universe?
Making stuff.
Annihilate THIS, universe! 🖕
Heartwarming! The world's ugliest fucking fish ever has been fed a snack
that fish is HIS FRIEND!!
excerpt:
After being entrusted to look after an underwater Shinto shrine, Hiroyuki Arakawa, 79, got to know the marine creatures that lived in the area. He started diving when he was 18.
Among the shrine’s residents is a female Asian sheepshead wrasse named Yoriko whom he became friends with about 30 years ago.
Whenever Arakawa dives to visit the shrine, all he needs to do is knock on metal, and Yoriko will be swimming toward him, Atlas Obscura said.
...At one point, when Yoriko was exhausted from struggling to find food, he fed her five crabs every day for 10 days. He also helped her on another occasion when she was badly injured.
For the priceless bond they’ve made, Arakawa couldn’t be more fulfilled.
“I have an amazing sense of accomplishment in my heart,” he said.
That’s indeed very sweet but that is the most deeply unsettling fish I’ve ever seen in my life.
Nothing makes me more grateful to have had one (1) girlchild than a visit with my sister and her three (3) nightmare sons aged between 3 and 10. Oh my god. We went to a playground and a science museum (briefly) and I now support putting the two older ones in a padded room and letting them beat each other unconscious.*
*not really, don’t @ me
In two and a half hours we will all be at my only (1) child’s high school graduation and I can only pray we all survive it.
So, are you "chronically late" neurodivergent OR "overcompensates for the fact that I have no concept of time by being ridiculously early" neurodivergent?
Wholesome grandma
Also these:
My grandmother always had a tin in her purse.
I was never the kind of person to like... make fun of the custodial staff because I knew the work was hard. But for a lot of my life I've had it in my head that anyone working in maintenance is miserable and the more I work in parks maintenance the more my mind has changed on the matter.
Like... no one ENJOYS scrubbing what you only hope is chocolate frosting from the sink, but everyone enjoys having a clean sink.
And most of the guys I've worked with say something to the effect of 'I like knowing that I make a difference, even if no one notices.' And I think theres something to that! It's very nice when someone thanks you, though.
Janitorial folks are often the nicest folks!
Big mood! I worked park maintenance too. I remember this lady pointed to us and said to her kid ‘that’s why you need to do good in school. You don’t want to end up like them.’
And the thing is she didn’t know our life circumstances. She didn’t know that I actually did really well in school. But that doesn’t matter—because regardless of how well you do or how smart you are or whatever, you still deserve to be treated with respect, because what you’re doing is essential.
The world doesn’t stop if a consulting firm goes out of business. The word does stop if trash stops being collected.
I hang out with the custodian ladies at work, they’ve helped me improve my Spanish by leaps and are the hardest working people I know. They’re also proud of their work. There is no such thing as unskilled labor.
Salmon Sculpture, Portland, Oregon
u just know there’s a large and hungry golden bear out there read to tear this building asunder to get to this motherfucker
He’s blue
Rest in peace, Tina Turner
November 26, 1939 - May 24, 2023
Oh no! One of the absolute greats.
