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jymwahuwu · 11 months

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I'm ascending with all this yan Jing Yuan content, thank you for feeding us 🙏

Ngl you got me giggling and kicking my feet over this stupid man thing, affectionate.

But have you considered Jing Yuan subtly using Yanqing?

Jing Yuan knows you have a soft spot for the kid, it's hard not to, he's very endearing, and knows you'd never do anything to hurt the kid.

Yanqing is very oblivious to his guardian's true nature, he just thinks you're a bit bashful is all about dating the general. The kid adores you and always begs you to come visit, how can you say no to him?

You don't want him to ever be afraid of you, it'd hurt your poor heart too much, so you never lash out when Yanqing is nearby and tolerate Jing Yuan's antics.

Jing Yuan, being the rat bastard he is, would use this to his advantage.

But I also love the idea of Yanqing being a platonic yan for you, always clinging to you when you're walking the streets of Luofu. Keeping tabs on things that you like or people you interact with to keep dear ol dad in the loop, definitely might've eliminated someone who got a little bit too chummy with you or most likely went to Jing Yuan later on and in a few days that person is suddenly convicted of a serious crime.

You three are like a little family to him, poor kid has always wanted a mom and you're perfect! You seem to fawn over him and when does accidentally calls you mom/mama/etc you never correct him, if anything you encourage him to do so since you believe he needs a maternal figure (also to balance out Jing Yuan's influence over the boy)

Yan Yanqing is highly aware that you're weak to his whims, so he's going to take advantage of it. He really is like Jing Yuan in that sense, but his love for you is purely familial.

Sorry for rambling djxjcjcj I just got excited about the possibilities

Both possibilities are fantastic 🙈😚💕And sorry for taking so long to reply like I lost touch on another planet🥺

TW: yandere(jing yuan), platonic yandere(yanqing), non-con

You can't resist this precious cinnamon roll, especially with his puppy eyes on the attack? He tells you about his experiences in Cloud Knights. Yanqing may act proud in front of you and crave recognition and praise.

If you tell him that your relationship with Jing Yuan is not the expected couple relationship. He is just harassing you. This truth will break the heart of this child. Jing Yuan is aware of this and uses it as an excuse to bring Yanqing to visit your home, groping you in the kitchen while you prepare your afternoon tea, and putting his fingers in your panties. You still hold the tray of milk and cookies in your hands as you flee from the kitchen, panting.

If Yanqing is platonic yandere? The core of platonic yandere! yanqing is: He is afraid that you will leave him and the general, and disappear silently from the long life. After all, you have nothing to do with them or have an obligation to be around them. You can leave anytime. He feels care and sincerity in you. He wants him to have a mother who loves him. Is it that difficult?

Just like what you described! When you wandered the streets of Luofu, Yanqing followed you closely, helping the general watch out for all possible threats. Yanqing noticed that there is a guy who is too close to you - why are you giggling when talking to him? He even grabbed your hand and confessed to you? Never mind, this dangerous man will be deported to a remote planet soon 🫡

#yandere jing yuan #yandere honkai star rail #yandere hsr x reader #yandere jing yuan x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you

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olderthannetfic · 10 months

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Every now and again a comment comes along and makes me ascend to a higher plane in order to scream into the void. I have just been informed by a reader that I'm "trying too hard" to make a queer character "too normie and respectable". He's too hetero (he's bi and has dated women, ew icky), he "dresses painfully normal, like he's obsessed with passing as straight" (he grew up in deep poverty and canonically dresses nice to try to project the image of someone who definitely didn't grow up poor), and he "does stuff no actual queer people do" like hiking, camping, off-roading and fishing. He remains in fic the same polite guy who will plot to destroy you if you ever hurt his loved ones he was in canon, instead of "acting like a real queer man", whatever that means. He's the same dude we got in canon, just with some crushes on guys growing up and a romance in college, and I guess that's me "trying too hard"? Real queer men can't like certain things and wear blazers and prefer quietly planning how to decimate your personal life to punching dudes in the face and liking and wearing whatever the fuck this person thinks are the "correct" queer things to like/wear?

I get that I'm not from the US so maybe all of these things are off-limits to queers there but as someone from a country where being queer is illegal, who saw a lot of myself in this character's little moments of maybe-a-crush-maybe-a-bromance with another and with him being so, in his own words, boring, it's really discouraging. I guess I'm an incorrect queer, too. I guess I'm trying too hard, I'm too normie, if I was a good queer I would be interested in other things and dress differently and not be /gestures to self/ like this. Good queers don't act a certain way, we all need to be a distinct separate flavor of Not Like The Straights or we're living our lives wrong and into respectability culture.

I know this makes me drunk on respectability politics and a bad queer but maybe sometimes you don't have to choose between your interests, personality and likes and being queer. Maybe a guy can just be boring (with some canonical murder, as a treat) and queer. Maybe it's okay to just be mid.

*snickering*

God, if I had a nickel for every time someone pulled this nonsense.

Even among US stereotypes of queer men, there are multiple.

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twothpaste · 1 year

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Thoughts about Porky?

my thoughts on porky are such a vast tangled web of forever spaghetti that i'm not even sure where to begin or what to pin down. the premise of a tormented child ascending to near-godhood out of sheer misanthropic spite towards the whole wide world makes my brain do backflips like a sea world dolphin. i'll ramble a bit about him.

he's ness' foil. just two chubby kids who probably grew up with their (un)fair share of bullying. the only thing distinguishing them was the familial abuse porky suffered, which he inevitably regurgitated. then destiny comes along, choosing ness over porky, and the jealousy just eats porky alive. watching his bestie accumulate friends and accolades, unable to accept it's his own rotten behavior that's driven a wedge between them. gotta imagine the burden of cutting porky off was almost unbearable for ness. somethin' that keeps him up at night, wondering if he'd just been a little kinder, or sterner, or more understanding - maybe he could've saved his old friend? not quite yet realizing it was Not At All his responsibility to "fix" someone who'd dug his grave and laid in it. porky's the kinda bad guy you love to hate, but considering his upbringing, you hesitate to blame the poor schmuck. all he knows is authority and manipulation. if you gave any ornery ostracized thirteen year old unlimited power - instead of empathy and guidance - they'd probably go down the path of vengeance, too.

he's lucas' foil. both of 'em were given plenty of reasons to hate the world. when faced with an unhappy childhood, do you choose love anyways, and move forward? or do you let it become your villain origin story? porky refuses to grow up, to such an extreme degree, that he's gotta drag everybody down into neverland with him. thinks he's got human nature all figured out, when really - kid dropped out in eighth grade - his expertise starts at the middle school lunch table and ends at Lord of the Flies. where lucas seeks to bring about a brighter future, porky's terminally obsessed with the past. barfs up the same old hierarchical capitalist bullshit he grew up with. hoards memorabilia. makes monuments to his warped nostalgia, as if anyone on the nowhere islands knows or cares. even tries to mold lucas into a makeshift ness - one last final battle, one last chance for destiny to stop me, here, take this baseball bat, come get me, let's play. but it doesn't worrrrk, because the gilded past he aches for is long buried, and these people aren't actors in his self-aggrandizing biopic. where lucas wakes up and says, "i don't have to be the same coward i was yesterday," porky says, "me? change? not a chance in hell." even if it costs him everything. porky's real worst nightmare is a world that moves on without him. once he's trapped in his time capsule, that's exactly what he's got in store.

i think he's the sunk cost fallacy incarnate. the sheer momentum of a thousand horrible decisions he can never turn back on. earthbound porky might get a little bit of slack, sure. but given a bazillion years worth of opportunities to change, mother 3 porky actively chose to get worse. what fucks me up most is how real he is. can't call a villain like this "insane", or even terribly exaggerated, when i'm lookin' out the window these days at billionaires, covid deniers, fuckin' terfs and maga hats. some people really would sooner die, or become all-consuming monsters, than admit they were wrong. it's all or nothing. in his eyes, either he's a visionary hero, or everything he's ever done was irredeemably reprehensible - and all the torment and criticism and loneliness he endured was therefore deserved. he can't bear the weight of it, so he simply doesn't. that's what underpins his character, to me. like. the moment he'd admit fault, or apologize, or express an ounce of regret? he'd cease to be porky. denying himself the human capacity to grow, forever, just to spare his fragile ego. could almost pity him. almost.

a perfect villain for both of the stories he terrorizes, and my favorite villain in anything ever. when itoi said "porky is truly a poem in himself" he wasn't kidding.

#ask tag #2thtalks

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cup1d-cafe · 4 months

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The Forces Of Destiny — Part III :

"Regal Reflections"

- A fanmade ninjago season-

Word Count: 1731

Warnings: none

The team relentlessly searched for answers, having looked through all the scrolls owned by their mentor, they found themselves immersed in the books held within the vast palace library. It was an ancient treasure trove of forgotten wisdom, with towering bookcases looming over them like guardians of knowledge, their shelves laden with dusty tomes and worn down scrolls, a testament to the passing of time. The scent of musky, aged parchment weighed heavily in the air as flickering sunlight performed its dance on the polished wood floors.

With each tick of the clock the team delved deeper into the twisted labyrinth of knowledge, eyes meticulously scanning the words, calloused hands delicately turning pages. The warm tendrils of golden sunlight, once streaming in through the grand windows, gradually shifted as the hours of day melted into the evening. Their hopeful endeavours slowly disappear along with the sun.

Kai, with undisguised frustration, slammed shut a particularly thick volume, the sound making Jay and Cole jump surprise beside him as it echoed throughout the wide expanse of the library.

“This is absolutely ridiculous! How much longer are we going to spend in this ancient dump!”

“Don’t forget that at least the texts in the modern language are split between us 7, poor Yuki has to read all of the texts in the ancient language” Kais younger sister, Nya, scolded. Her eyes travelled to Yuki, hunched over countless books, scrolls and documents written in the ancient language.

Lloyd let out a frustrated sigh “I'm starting to think this is getting us nowhere. Even modern texts are starting to look like ancient mumblings.”

Zane, the analytical one, furrowed his robotic eyebrows from his position opposite the table “ We must remain persistent, we need patience to fix this.” he said as his icy blue eyes scanned the bookshelves.

“I don't understand. There… There has to be a clue. A clue, a reference. There has to be something.” Yuki said, her voice sounding as if on the verge of tears, not ripping her eyes away from the words in front of her. “How can there be nothing if the problem revolves around the source of the entirety of Ninjago” she continued, her voice sounding more panicked with each word.

This is so exhausting.

Jay, thinking fast, tore Yuki’s mind away from her anxiety “What if there's another section we haven't checked yet, like a secret chamber or something?” he paced back and forth.

“Don’t try to be funny Jay! If there was another section then I would have checked it already.” Yuki snapped, her sharp gaze cutting into Jay through messy strands of pink hair.

The frustration in the air grew thicker as the moon ascended into the sky, despite the wide space of the library, everyone felt the walls of bookcases close in on them with every minute.

As the hushed whispers of ancient knowledge weighed on the team, Cole, sensing the collective fatigue, hesitantly suggested a break. “ Guys, let's take a break, we can’t go on like this if we’re over tired.”

The idea resonated fondly with all of the team, all except one member.

“You guys go ahead, I have too many things to read in this god forsaken language. I’ll -” Yuki was cut off before she was able to continue her rant.

“Yuki, I swear on the First Spinjitzu Master, I will not hesitate to drag your ass out of here and make you take a break.” Cole stated, eyes narrowed at the girl.

“I'm coming, i’m coming.” was all she could say as she joined her friends.

They staggered out of the library together, exhaustion palpable as fatigue etched itself in their faces, craving a change of scenery. The shadows seemed to play tricks on them, or so they thought.

Nya, ever vigilant, noticed the flickering in the great mirror mounted on the wall of the corridor; she noticed the smooth, glassy surface twist and turn as she brought it to the attention of others. Soon everyone saw the image of an elegant, regal, red-headed woman.

Queen Kaida, The first Queen of Ninjago.

“Maybe a break wasn’t such a bad idea after all.” Yuki chuckled dryly.

It’s okay, just breathe.

The spectre of the past observed as Morro pulled Yuki behind him, instinctively moving in front of her along with Lloyd, their protective stances conveying the message to the apparition as she raised an amused eyebrow at their determination to protect their friend. Yuki’s gaze locked with Kaida’s, determined to not let her ancestor smell her fear.

The team felt newfound protectiveness, positioning themselves, ready for action if they needed to step in. Their eyes darted around for potential danger, ready for any unseen threats.

Queen Kaida, sensing the tension on the other side of the mirror, softened her expression as she addressed Yuki affectionately. “There is no need for fear. My dearest Yuki, i have observed your efforts, i have come to give you guidance,”

The unexpected offer of assistance puzzled the ninja, they shared unsure looks between themselves.

“How do we know we can trust you?” Lloyd spoke, his weapon drawn ready to attack, cautious of the reflection.

Kaida’s reflection glowed softly in the dimly lit corridor, her calm authority spread though the space as she began to speak, her voice like a gentle melody.

“Lloyd Garmadon, you are the grandson of my dear friend. this queendom exists because he trusted me to be the first to wield all of the magic weaved into this realm. Long ago, before time had a name, the first spinjitzu master created ninjago and harnessed all of the magic into the wand. The wand you are holding now my dear Yuki. We shaped the destiny that intertwined with the very essence of magic.

The team listened intently as she spoke, her words almost hypnotising, she continued, “ Ninjago was born from a vision to unite the forces of creation and destruction. Light and dark. Good and evil. It preserves harmony in the world. I laid the foundation of magic that flows through your veins Yuki. A part of this magic flows through all of your veins as well, noble ninja.”

Her voice grew stronger, infused with wisdom “ Yuki you are a continuation of the legacy, you are the key to its preservation. Without you, there is no magic.”

A warmth spread across the corridor, Kaidas reflection grew brighter, casting a soft glow on the ninja in front of her, “The realm of magic is a canvas painted with colours of our shared history. You must not let the darkness unravel the threads, find it. And remove it. You were handed this torch, carry it forward, you must pass it on, you have been destined to be the guardian and keeper of ninjago’s magic for centuries before you were born. You are not just a part of the legacy; your greatness will shape its future.”

Kaida finished her monologue, the ninja stared at her in awe.

“But…But how can we find the answer? We have read everything we can.” Yuki said, the inspiration from the monolog wavering away as she remembered the day spent in the library

“The Royal Archive will have the answer you are searching for.” Queen Kaida responded.

“The archive?” Yuki questioned, her confusion echoing everyones thoughts.

“It is a secret well hidden indeed. The Archive has the real history of the realms, beyond what is in your books.” She reassured the girl, watching as she pushed past her friends, now standing almost at eye level.

“How does one get into these archives?” Yuki questioned her kin, her tone sceptical, yet she couldn't help but trust the woman in the mirror. Kaida simply smiled patiently.

“Head into your office, look behind the tapestry on the northern wall and you will know.” Kaida glowed brighter, before slowly fading away within the mirror; black smoke flowing behind the glass, leaving the ninja staring into their own reflections in the mirror. The corridor fell into a profound silence, Queen Kaida’s message echoing in their thoughts.

As they gazed into the pristine reflective surface, they felt their emotions shift. The burden of uncertainty lifted ever so slightly as the first queen's words guided them. They felt a renewed vigour, a new found determination.

Yet Yuki felt like a sailor in the centre of the stormy sea. She retreated to her own thoughts as the team moved to her office; the weight of destiny had been thrust upon her from a young age, she was aware of that much, yet the conundrum vexed her more than she expected despite the years of experience. She wandered the corridors of her mind as she attempted to decipher the cryptic message.

"Destiny intertwined with the essence of magic."

"Don't let the darkness unravel the threads."

"Key to preservation."

"You shape its future."

Each word held the ancient weight of destiny, a fate that spanned generations. They echoed in her mind, Yuki felt a resigned acceptance settle within her heart as she braced herself for the challenges that lay ahead of her.

I have to do this. If not me then who?

She watched her friends rush in front of her, falling behind the group, she listened to their eager chatter. In the sanctuary of her own mind, Yuki found herself to be bitter, the chaotic symphony of outrageous emotions burdened her with the weight of her predetermined role. The expectations and echoes of a legacy she had not sought as she fought with the internal conflict of being born into a role that demanded her whole soul plus more.

I hate it.

It crushed her, pressing down harder every passing day. Frustration welled up inside her, surging throughout her body like electricity. Every memory she could remember, bore the thread of resentment, a persistent reminder of the destiny she never chose. She was a mere pawn in a cosmic game, chosen for a game years before her birth, shackled to her fate forever.

She walked to her office, squeezing her glove clad hands until nails painfully dug into her skin. She sought to channel Queen Kaida’s words into a source of strength.

“You were handed this torch, carry it forward, you must pass it on, you have been destined to be the guardian and keeper of ninjago’s magic for centuries before you were born.”

No one ever considered what she truly wanted.

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Summary: A mysterious rift between time and magic tears the fabric of the realms. Yuki, the master of magic, the purple ninja and the queen of ninjago, must find the powerful spell to fix this. In an unexpected twist, the team is transported into the depths of Yuki's spell book. The ninja must navigate through the chapters and memories of all the queens, finding the thing that is jeprodizing peace.

In a risky race, the ninja must piece together fragments of memories to uncover the truth. Will they succeed in fixing the rift? Or will Dark secrets unravel a mystery that changes the fate of everything?

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bhaalble · 9 months

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I think my primary reason for playing around so much with the Astarion Ascendent Ending is I sincerely don't particularly subscribe to the idea that a singular choice can put someone on a path of no return to becoming just like their abuser. Particularly not if that transformation is largely biological in nature.

Don't get me wrong I'm very into it as a bad choice for Astarion. Not only is he being monstrously selfish in sacrificing 6000 lives but he's also choosing power and security over real fundamental escape. Its not a good person thing to do and has set him back AGES in terms of healing. I'm also very into the emergent thread that Tav can't expect love to be enough, that the nature of your relationship is going to be so shifted by this decision that he will lose significant respect for you and be that much harder to call him out on poor behavior because of it.

My ultimate *handwaves* eh on it is like. The thing with DND vampirism (or at least FULL vampirism)is it basically seems to be like pushing an evil button in the brain. That's, to me, both extremely silly and also, sort of a cop out for guys like Cazador. How accountable can you really hold someone for bad behavior if they have a biological impetus to be the Fucking Worst. I understand the metaphor but also. You don't just get baptized in blood one day and become Cazador. There are a lot of choices to be made, and made every single day, in order to be that guy. Its not that Astarion isn't CAPABLE of making those choices. Everyone is on some level. But the fact remains they're still in front of him. Its up to players if they decide he's made a choice he can't ever walk back from for their own character, but I don't personally agree that he's doomed from now on to KEEP making bad choices. Whether or not your Tav is the person to pull him back, whether or not he does ultimately grow to resist the cycle. Its important to me that he'll always have the choice

#like even for cazador there was always a choice #you find the skull of his master and understand how much was groomed into him #and me i dont personally like the idea that you can either accept the grueling physical limits of being a spawn #or just be Innately Evil Forever #cazador is like that because he chose not to be better #astarion can be like that but there need to be choices always #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #astarion #baldurs gate 3 spoilers #cazador

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translations-by-aiimee · 2 years

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The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chapter 50

Original Title: 二哈和他的白猫师尊

Genres: Drama, Romance, Tragedy, Xianxia, Yaoi

This translation is the product of my limited knowledge of Chinese characters as I attempt to learn the language. If I have made any egregious mistakes, please let me know.

Chapter Index

Chapter 50 - This Venerable One Likes You

As a person who cherishes weapons, such a situation left Chu Wanning absolutely speechless.

He was afraid he had seen a fool.

Under the blossoming tree not far away, he saw that Mo Ran had summoned Jiangui. The divine weapon could expand, contract and control its size, but most people were generally willing to make their weapons bigger and more powerful, and they'll keep their normal appearance like Chu Wanning. But Mo Ran had made Jiangui very small, about the length and thickness of a string to tie one's hair. Its broken leaves were exquisite, the divine weapon looking like a poor little child.

Everyone's spiritual power is different. After Chu Wanning's Tianwen was infused with spiritual power, it was golden, but Jiangui was red.

So leaving the willow leaves aside, Jiangui looked like the red line of the ancient moon. . .

"Shi Mei, take this. I want to know if Jiangui is the same as Tianwen and also has the ability to coax people to tell the truth."

"Uh. . . you want me to try?"

Mo Ran laughed: "Yes, because I'm the best with you, and I believe that you will never lie to me."

Shi Mei was still hesitant: "That's true, but. . ."

"Ah, I'll never ask tricky things. Do you believe me? Let's pinky swear on it."

Saying that, he stretched out his pinky finger.

Shi Mei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How old are you yet you're still so childish."

"Whether eight or eighteen, anyone can pinky swear. Even if it's an eighty-eight-year-old, they can still pinky swear. What's so childish about it." Mo Ran said. He smiled as he held Shi Mei's hand, extending his pinky finger. Shi Mei was amused by his antics, but there was no way out of it, so he had to go along.

Unexpectedly, when Mo Ran held Shi Mei's pinky finger, instead of pinky swearing with him, he squinted his eyes and smiled: "Jiangui, get to work."

Jiangui swished a couple times and swiftly wrapped around Shi Mei's pinky finger, Mo Ran still holding it up.

The handsome young man smiled like a sly fox who had ascended to heaven. With deep dimples, he said joyfully: "Congratulations, you've been fooled."

Shi Mei couldn't stop laughing: "You!. . . Let me go now."

"There's no rush." Mo Ran smiled. "I'll let go after asking a few questions."

In fact, ever since Jincheng Lake and the golden brocade box and how Shi Mei had failed to open the box, Mo Ran had felt a little uneasy.

Although Shi Mei was wearing gloves at the time and couldn't directly touch the box, Mo Ran still couldn't completely let it go. Not to mention the fact that the box was actually opened by Chu Wanning in the end.

Chu Wanning. . . how was it possible. . .

So Mo Ran felt that the brocade box must be broken.

But in order to prove it, he thought it would be best to double-check it with Jiangui.

He didn't doubt his sincerity towards Shi Mei, but he was worried that in Shi Mei's heart, he was actually not important at all. As for Jincheng Lake's comments about liking, it was more than likely his own delusion.

He feels that Shi Mei had a gentle temperament, usually quite good to everyone. Unlike Chu Wanning, who had a face that looked much older than his age with an expression like he was owed mountains of gold and silver, which was especially disgusting.

Don't look at Ta Xianjun as a gentle person. When he thought about his sweetheart, this guy was entangled with death.

"First of all." Although Mo Ran was secretly anxious, he was still smiling, pretending to be relaxed and casual. He decided to deliberately throw a few innocuous questions to start things off.

"What do you think of Xue Meng?"

With a pain in his finger, Shi Mei couldn't help but be honest: "The young master is very good, but his speech is too straightforward and sometimes difficult to tolerate."

Mo Ran stroked his palm and laughed: "Huh? There's also times when you can't stand him? Hahaha, it's no wonder. After all, he is so annoying."

Shi Mei blushed: ". . . Keep your voice down. Don't let the young master hear you."

"It's fine." Mo Ran smiled. "But I'm especially happy when you say bad things about him."

Shi Mei: ". . ."

Mo Ran asked again: "Then what do you think of Shizun?"

"Shizun is very good, but he has a little temper. . ." It seemed that Shi Mei didn't want to comment on Chu Wanning, but he was helplessly tied by Jiangui. After biting his lips for a while, he still said aggressively, "He's a little irritable."

"Haha, what do you mean by a little? He's clearly very irritable. He gets angry every now and then and refuses to admit it when he is angry. I think the imperial concubine has it better off than him."

Chu Wanning standing in the corner: ". . ."

Mo Ran was suddenly a little curious and asked: "Then why do you still worship under his tutelage if you know that your master has a bad temper?"

Shi Mei said: "Shizun is cold but kind. I'm not as gifted as others, but he never thought I was stupid. He said that there's no difference in teaching. Since I'm not good at attacking, he teaches me the art of healing and recovery. He-- He treats me very well."

Mo Ran was originally happy, and when he heard this, he suddenly restrained his smile and gradually became silent.

After a while, Mo Ran said: "Where does he treat you well? It's not just to teach you some spells, and occasionally take care of you. Any shizun would do the same."

"That's not the same—"

Mo Ran was suddenly unhappy. He puffed out his cheeks: "He doesn't treat you well anyway! I can do everything that he does with you!"

Shi Mei stopped talking.

In this embarrassing silence, Mo Ran gradually calmed down the cluster of evil fire in his heart. When he saw Shi Mei lower his eyes and stay silent, he suddenly felt guilty and whispered: "Sorry."

"It's okay." Shi Mei said. But after a while, Shi Mei said somewhat abruptly: "In the early years, before you arrived at Life-Death Peak, there was a time when I was walking on the road and suddenly there was a rainstorm."

"I was not yet under Shizun's tutelage at that time, and when I was running inside the rain, I met him. He was holding a red oil-paper umbrella. Seeing me in a mess, he asked me to hide under his umbrella. I had heard of his cold reputation for a long time, and I was so apprehensive when I walked beside him."

"And then?"

Shi Mei looked gentle and said: "Then? Then we didn't speak the whole way."

Mo Ran nodded in agreement: "He's so boring. There's really nothing to say to him either."

"Yeah." Shi Mei smiled. "Shizun said very little. However, when he dropped me off in front of my house, I thanked him. Suddenly, I saw that his right shoulder was all wet while I stood all the way on his left side, not getting wet at all."

Mo Ran: ". . ."

"The oil-paper umbrella was very small, and it was only big enough for one person. He blocked most of it to me, and I watched him walk away in the rain. After returning to the house, I wrote a post on discipleship, begging him to take me under his discipline."

"Stop it." Mo Ran suddenly said, "You're too kind. If say anymore, I'll feel sorry for you."

Shi Mei said warmly: "A-Ran, shouldn't you feel sorry for Shizun? He only has such a small umbrella because he has always walked alone, and no one wants to accompany him. So sometimes when Shizun is a little harsher with me or reprimanded me more, I don't care. Because I remember his soaked shoulders."

Mo Ran didn't say anything, but the tip of his nose was slightly red, and there was a trace of sourness in his heart.

The sour feeling was a little vague. Suddenly he didn't know who this feeling was for.

"A-Ran, let me ask you a question."

"Okay, go ahead."

"Do you really hate Shizun?"

Mo Ran froze: "I. . ."

"Or rather, you don't like him, right?"

When Shi Mei asked this sentence, his calm and soft eyes seemed a little sharp for some reason. Mo Ran had been unprepared, and under such a sharp gaze, he was suddenly speechless.

Mo Ran stiffened. He neither nodded nor shook his head. After a long time, he forced a smile and said: "Ah, wasn't it me who asked you the question? I'm surprised you got me sidetracked. How could this happen?"

Seeing him avoid talking about it, Shi Mei was composed and didn't force it. He just smiled: "I'm just asking casually. You don't have to take it to heart."

"Mmm." Mo Ran softened the mood, and then raised his gaze, looking at Shi Mei's beautiful moon face through a thick curtain of eyelashes.

Originally, his third question was to ask Shi Mei whether he liked him or not. But after this conversation, the mood suddenly became too heavy. He pursed his lips and was silent for a while. Mo Ran suddenly exclaimed: "He's my shizun, and only my shizun. I can't talk about whether I like him or not."

Hearing his words, standing in the dark, Chu Wanning's eyelashes moved slightly, like the rustling wings of a butterfly when it was injured.

Although some things are clear in his heart, when he truly thinks about them, he still feels like a drifter and his heart sinks into the sea. Perhaps the autumn air had arrived a little early. Chu Wanning suddenly felt a chill.

In the distance, Mo Ran and Shi Mei were talking. He closed his eyes, and the slight nausea that appeared recently came to his head.

He suddenly felt exhausted and turned around to leave.

However, after walking a few steps, Mo Ran's voice was carried again by the autumn wind and passed by his ears. It made him stop involuntarily.

Mo Ran was asking Shi Mei a third question: "Alright, you've talked about Xue Meng and you've talked about Shizun, so let's talk about me."

He minimized the care and effort in his voice, and asked cautiously, even a little humbly:

"Shi Mei, what do you think of me?"

Shi Mei, however, suddenly stopped talking.

Like Tianwen, Jiangui obviously had the ability to force the truth. Shi Mei resisted answering and Jiangui became more red because of this, tightly locked around Shi Mei's fingertip.

Shi Mei frowned and said: "It hurts. . ."

"I only ask you to say one thing." Mo Ran couldn't bear it, but this question was buried deep in his heart. His past and present lives had almost become his inner demons, so he still insisted on asking, "What do you think of me?"

Shi Mei shook his head and closed his eyes. It seemed to be painful, his long and slender eyelashes couldn't stop trembling, and his forehead was gradually seeping fine sweat.

". . ." When Mo Ran saw him like this, he was still soft-hearted, and sighed, "That's all. . ."

He was about to withdraw Jiangui, but Shi Mei endured it to the extreme. His face was as white as gold paper, and he said hoarsely: "I think you are very good."

Mo Ran's eyes suddenly widened.

After Shi Mei said this, his originally pale face quickly turned red, and seemed to be embarrassed. He dropped his eyes and didn't dare look at the other.

Jiangui turned into a little red light, like the petals of a residual flower, and retreated into Mo Ran's palm. Mo Ran didn't press him. He lowered his head then let out a soft laugh, raising his gaze to look at Shi Mei. His expression was the epitome of the arrival of spring flowers.

There was a lazy smile in his voice, but his eyes were a little wet, and he said, "Okay, thank you. I also think you're very good. Even though you've been told all over again in Jincheng Lake, you don't remember any of it. So I want to say it again, you're really. . . likable."

Although he didn't elaborate on what kind of like he meant, Shi Mei's neck was a deep red and he couldn't say a word.

Mo Ran's deep, dark, lacquer-like eyes stared at him. The luster in his eyes was so clear, as if the stars were immersed in the sea, and the fine waves surged toward the Milky Way.

"I want to treat you well and make you happy."

Shi Mei wasn't stupid. Looking at his expression, he was well aware of his intentions, and he can't help but bow his head.

Mo Ran looked moved. He couldn't help but want to raise his hand and touch Shi Mei's hair. However, before he could get close, suddenly a golden light flashed by, and a vine whip solidly struck Mo Ran's face with a "snap."

"Ah!" Mo Ran held in the pain and looked back in shock.

He saw Chu Wanning's snow-white clothes, standing with his hands behind his back. He was standing beside the green eaves and white walls, looking down at them coldly. Tianwen was like a spirit snake hissing and spitting, coiled on the ground. The willow leaves are trembling, and from time to time a cluster of sparks and rays of golden light burst out.

Shi Mei was shocked: "Shizun. . ."

Mo Ran held his face and said: "Shizun."

So what if he's hated, so what if he's not liked?

Others might have cried out in pain, but when it was Chu Wanning. . . cry? Ridiculous. Of course, he beat the blind man.

Chu Wanning looked very cold. He walked modestly and said coldly: "What are you chatting about here if you're not cultivating properly? Mo Weiyu, you think you're amazing for getting the last divine weapon? So you're a sure winner and no one can beat you? You're very laid back."

"Shizun, I just wanted to. . ."

Chu Wanning's eyes were fierce, and Mo Ran shut up.

"Shi Mingjing will fight with me, Mo Weiyu." He paused and said with disgust, "Go practice. If you can't perform more than ten moves against me when I come to spar with you, go back and punish yourself by copying the Clear Heart Technique three hundred times. Get lost."

Ten moves?

Mo Ran felt like it'd be better to go straight to copying the Clear Heart Technique.

#the husky and his white cat shizun #the husky and his white cat shizun translation #bl novel #chinese novel #english translation #chinese bl #danmei #danmei novel #2ha #2ha novel #yaoi novel #yaoi #mo ran #mo weiyu #mo ran x chu wanning #chu wanning #ranwan

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playlist: day

first one to be done of currently 5, in all likelihood will end up being 6 playlists about this dude. (very normal about him). BUT all the other ones are ship playlists, this is the ONE the ONLY specifically day playlist (daylist?). anyways. enjoy!

link to playlist on spotify

explanations for songs below the cut.

1. Legends Never Die by Belle Sisoski

Legends never die, when the world is calling you, can you hear them screaming out your name? / Legends never die, they become a part of you, every time you bleed reaching for greatness

YES i know it's the league of legends song i know i know i know. But the original has been on my electrohouse but for d&d playlist for years and I like it and so help me god i'm PUTTING it on the playlist for the d&d character who is Literally A Legend Who Cannot Die. Aegis Iuramentum anthem.

chose the belle sisoski cover bc her instrumental stuff is very cool and her voice makes me a little. um. you know. and this playlist is for me.

2. We All Lift Together by Freya Catherine and Jack Victor

This the song of sons and daughters, hide the heart of who we are / Making peace to build our future, strong, united, working 'til we fall / And we all lift, and we're all adrift together, together / Through the cold mist, 'til we're lifeless together, together

Morgan sent this one to me veeeeeery early on as a potential Day song. Might've actually been the first song on the playlist. It's a song for his time with the Aegis: everyone working together for what is clearly some greater good, but the toll gets taken, and you start to mayyyybe get the sense it's gonna haunt you a little bit. haha.

3. Scarecrows by Dirt Poor Robins

They're Lazarus the last of us, the comatose, the dearest friends we've ever lost / Lift your head and see a tree become a forest, a duet become a chorus / Awake and feel the rush of your own blood / For the way we were was the way we learned to live, we couldn't give the things we never had to give / But when we fall we may ascend and begin again

Been obsessed with this song for YEARS. It was my #1 played song in like 2020 i think. I'm so excited I get to put it somewhere. Picking out "standout" lyrics in this song is nigh impossible, but the last verse I think best shows the dual (triple?) meaning I wanted for this song.

On the one hand, it's another Aegis song. It's about choosing to show up and fight the good fight and win against all odds, heavy on reincarnation imagery.

BUT! It's also about Day and Break choosing to walk away. Are they going to be brave enough to stand up against the Aegis and make it clear that something needs to change in the way they choose to fight and die, because their self-immolation is not sustainable. This part's mostly in the chorus and also in the BRIDGE (Remember when you find my bones, remember that I told you so, and when my ashes fall like snow, remember that I told you so) which drives me sooooo crazy insane forever. But also, the selected lyrics above I think have an inkling of this in it, since their whole point in leaving was to get more Aegis on their side. To inspire a movement. (To have their duet become a chorus.) AND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's about Day and Break choosing to walk away. Are they really going to go back home with the rest of the Aegis and leave this group of mortals to run headlong into death on their own? God damn it. They've got an inkling of care for these people. No, no, we're going to join them and everyone's going to become stronger for it.

4. Giants by Bear Attack!

When we stand up strong, when we rise above, we'll be proud as lions / And they'll know our names, no matter where we are, we'll be tall as giants

OG party song!!! It feels good to be the good guys! It feels good to be the hero! It feels good to be knighted for your deeds, to be recognized on the street, to be The Party people look to to save the world, and to actually be the ones to do it! It just feels good! Haha don't worry about the last line of the song there are definitely no quencies

5. Welcome Home, Son by Radical Face

Ships are launching from my chest, some have names but most do not / If you find one please let me know what piece I've lost / Pick the scars from off my back, I don't need them anymore / You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars

a song for crawling back to your demiplane with the body of your best friend and lover in your arms after having been gone two years and sitting down over a lump of clay to build her a new body and holding the tools and sobbing while trying to make the first cut because as soon as you do break is gone and someone just like her but not her gets born

and i'm completely regular and normal about the song closing on "I feel your thumbs press into my skin again" for reasons. morgan knows.

6. Losing My Religion by R.E.M.

Oh, life is bigger, bigger than you, and you are not me / The lengths that I will go to, the distance in your eyes / Oh no, I've said too much, I set it up / That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight, losing my religion

listen it's just a fucking Good song i'll put it anywhere. I like it.

but also it is for Day choosing to leave the aegis AGAIN in the aftermath of break coming back Right and yet somehow it not being enough because Day's too different now

7. To the Mountains by Lizzy McAlpine

I'm trying to let go, I think it could help being alone / And I'm trying not to let you make me cry / I've spilled too many tears and I think I deserve to be alone / And don't you try to reach me when I pick myself up and go / I've got to do this on my own, I need to build myself a home

the og party: hey, um, Day, how's rebuilding Break going? how are you dealing with it? Do you ... want to come visit? Kez built a new tower. Theo's turning two in a few months and we're gonna throw a party. The news wants to do some more interviews and they really want you to come this time.

Day:

8. Country Corner by Lance Takamiya

[instrumental]

A song for Vigil. It really is a nice little town.

9. Psychomachia by I The Mighty

Wouldn't you love to be inspired, let the thought erode your fears / Wouldn't you love to be admired, does it get you through the years / Stay calm, you've got to carry on, oh even with the weight of all you've done / How does it feel to know they look up to you 'cause they're all so young?

Courtesy of Bekah, truly TRULY obsessed with this song. It's just good.

This one's getting us to current party era. It's about being asked to pick up your sword again and all the baggage and regret that comes with stepping back into that old role with a new group. It's about staring into the distance as Bard and Theo talk about "yeah haha wouldn't it be so great to almost die for a cause like Day and my parents did".

It's about wanting to be as good as you were before so you can be something for these kids and ignoring all the warning signs about which paladin in the party you're playing now (it's not the one it was the first time).

Also fun fact, in real life, it's about how the lead singer of Blood on the Dancefloor just sucks so much which I find. insanely funny

10. Heroes by MIKA

I wish there was a way, to give you a hand to hold / 'Cause you don't have to die in your glory, die to never grow old / It's your blood on me, and my blood on you / But to make you bleed's the only thing I wouldn't do

Court mandated MIKA kin song. If the last one was for the current party, this one's for Theo. And the OG party too. There's not much of a timeline anymore. Paladins protect. That's their JOB. and that's all I really have to say for this one.

11. The Light Behind Your Eyes by My Chemical Romance

So long to all my friends, every one of them met tragic ends / With every passing day, I'd be lying if I didn't say / That I miss them all tonight

Going from the last song into this one makes me want to throw up, just btw. It's fucking brutal.

Bekah also talked me into this one. I said girl idk if I want light behind your eyes on day's playlist I'll die every time i listen to it. And she said "that's the idea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Anyways imagine being immortal and watching everyone you love die over and over and over and over and over and

12. the war by molly ofgeography

You, you think that bad things happen when your guard's down, it's getting hard now to get by / And you, you wish that you could tighten up your grip round that wind-up heart that never cries / But you don't feel that young anymore / Let the war be over

if we all lift together Wasn't the first song picked for this playlist, this one was. molly ofgeography is my one my only my tenderest lover and I will put her entire discography on character playlists if you let me.

BUT! specifically. This one is, I think, Break to Day. I made a post a looong time back about how Break is fundamentally fighting to be an optimist and Day is hiding that he's a pessimist, and I think this really really speaks to that. I don't have much to interpret here. Just listen to it.

13. Nine by Sleeping At Last

So show me what to do to restart this heart of mine / How do I forgive myself for losing so much time / Wake up, roll up your sleeves, there's a chain reaction in your heart / Muscle memory, remembering who you are / Fall in love again and again and again, wage war on gravity / There's so much worth fighting for, you'll see

waaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

he's figuring it out. how to heal. it took a while but he is he is he is he is he is

#day #narrative campaign #playlists

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queenofplaguerats · 2 years

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⚠️DHMIS (2022) EPISODE 6 SPOILERS⚠️

Okay so... There's a lot to unpack here, right? Like we just got about 2 hours of Don't Hug Me I'm Scared content dumped on us all at once, as opposed to the previous years of drip feeding. It's a lot of data to sort through if you want to do any kind of in depth analysis.

So I'm honing in on episode 6, since that's the one that actually jumped out at me. I've seen a few theories tossed around, but so far no one seems to be quite on my wavelength so I figured it's worth sharing.

First, a quick run down of the important plot points to Episode 6: Electricity. The theme of the title is pretty quickly relegated to a B plot, with the Teacher having her batteries swapped with Yellow Guy's (yeah he's battery powered apparently). This makes her uselessly dumb and everything pretty much immediately devolves into chaos. Yellow Guy, however, suddenly... Okay have you ever seen the movie Limitless? He does a limitless. He gets really smart.

So smart that he starts to understand that the Teachers are... Mostly actually wrong about everything. This is probably intended as very straightforward commentary on educational programming and its tendency to dumb down topics for the sake of accessibility, even to the detriment of actual learning. That's kind of this series' bread and butter.

Where it gets interesting is when Yellow Guy decides to climb the stairs. It turns out that up the stairs is... Red Guy and the Duck? But not quite. They're bigger and... Smarter? But in practical terms this basically means they massive smug ass clowns who can do "two lessons at once."

Yeah it's weird. Then, Yellow Guy (absolutely fed up of this smug pseudo intellectualism) sees through the artifice. He catches a glimpse of...

The puppeteers.

This drives him off and he climbs the next set of stairs to find...

Freaky space age versions of Red and Duck. These ones are actually so intelligent that they don't have to interact with the Teachers. Instead, they experiment on a poor helpless creature for entertainment. It could be said that this suggests they've BECOME Teachers themselves, inflicting cruelty on the next generation, perpetuating the cycle. It could also be said that this is a commentary on the idea that being intelligence makes you cruel, and a refutation of it since Yellow Guy is still smarter than them, understanding that their "experiments" achieve nothing but wanton cruelty.

So, Yellow leaves, and ascends one final staircase. Where he meets...

Lesley. Lesley is significant for a few reasons. For one, at the start of the episode we see her crank the wheel that starts the house spinning in the intro of EVERY episode. She also appears briefly at the end of episode 5, returning the car and the characters to the house and resetting things to normal.

Lesley is basically God in the DHMIS universe. Seemingly. Notably, she's the only truly HUMAN character we've seen to my knowledge, but her face still has sewn on patches. There's something about her that's still not quite real. She narrates as Yellow enters the room, a few lines which are VERY important to this analysis.

"Batteries can be replaced

But some things stay the same.

No matter how we twist and turn

We're still dancing in chains."

She then hands Yellow Guy a book. A book etched with symbols that actually appear a few times throughout the series as minor background details.

More interesting, to me, though... Is the embossed imagery around the border. They're 100% about the story of DHMIS. We never get a good look inside the book, but I think it's safe to say it would probably be about the characters. Maybe scripts, or a production bible.

The last thing we see in this room is a door, ajar, and behind it... Another stairs. We never see what would have been on the next floor up. Maybe Becky and Joe, maybe some Channel 4 exec, maybe a stage where Yellow Guy could finally see the audience. Maybe it's a dead end.

Finally, Yellow Guy descends. Without the batteries that have empowered Yellow Guy, the house has been enveloped in shadow. Red Guy and the Duck sit by the fridge in the dark.

Yellow Guy returns with knowledge, a sort of divine revelation. Red Guy and the Duck don't care. They take the batteries, bring their false world back to life, return to the status quo. Yellow returns to his old self as well. The trio shred the book. They reject the truth. Their world may be strange, unpleasant, miserable... But to them that's just their world. Why peer behind the curtain? Why chance it? Better the devil you know.

Okay that's it, I just spent... Way too many paragraphs and an hour of my life summarizing this episode of a silly spooky puppet show. Why? Well, for that I'm gonna have to drag you into the philosophy dungeon for a minute.

Show of hands, who's familiar with Plato's Cave?

For some of you, a lot of pieces just clicked together. Others... I'm sorry just watch this video.

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I think this really encapsulates the ideas behind episode 6. Yellow Guy sees the light, sees the world beyond the cave, but his fellow prisoners are content with their shadows. "No matter how we twist and turn, we're still dancing in chains."

Look at these side by side and TELL ME that's an accident. Duck literally says "We'd better get used to the dark."

This is a very well known thought experiment in philosophy, the idea of Becky and Joe adapting it for their story which explores similar themes of knowledge and understanding is FAR from implausible. Hopefully you guys agree that there's something to this analysis. Sorry not sorry if you wanted lore and got a philosophy lesson.

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C112: There's a kitty!

I Have to Be a Great Villain - Masterpost

Child!Wang Yi is a menace to my heartstrings in the cultivation world...

S-0: The protagonist shou in Defying the Gods is an extremely "unlucky" person.

S-0: Ever since he was born, he was disliked by his poor family for his meager talents.

S-0: Fortunately, with the guidance of a passerby immortal, he ascended the immortal mountain and passed the trial.

S-0: His cultivation path thus begun.

S-0: He wanted to take the passerby immortal as his master, but "unluckily" discovered—

S-0: That the immortal sovereign already had a direct disciple.

S-0: Moreover, because of his excellent background and spirit roots, this disciple was extremely domineering.

Disciple: You want to be a direct disciple with skills like that?

S-0: And [the disciple] always targeted him.

S-0: Luckily—

???: From this day forward,

???: You will be my direct disciple.

S-0: Because of his down-to-earth, hard-working, and kind nature, he was accepted as a disciple by the young new sect leader.

S-0: And was also "unlucky" enough to get in trouble with the demon lord when gaining experience outside.

Demon Lord: Very good, you've caught the interest of this seat.*

*this seat 本座 - literal translation, basically a formal way of referring to oneself, like the royal We or "this exalted one"

S-0: Thus he was entangled—

Wang Yi: WAITWAITWAITWAITWAIT!! What are you saying!

WY: Although I'm generally clear on my role as a villain, is this protagonist actually unlucky? (Why do all his encounters sound so fortuitous? He always gets what he wants?)

S-0: Aish~ it's just the settings.

S-0: After all, this is a thrilling danmei novel with a high-level of NP, so there's always tropes like these.

*high-level of NP (NP高嗨) - NP = numerous pairings = numerous couples

WY: (AHHHHHhhHHHHhhHHHHHH)

WY: N what….? High what….?

S-0: All right already, even if you memorize the plot, Host will forget it soon enough. Don't panic.

S-0: Since a cultivation world contains many special rules and abilities, Host needs to transmigrate in advance as a child to get used to the settings, or else it'll be hard for you to use your cultivation skills smoothly.

S-0: The longer you stay in this world, the higher your probability of meeting Mr. Qin. To prevent mind-reading abilities from ruining the plot, S-0 will completely seal your memories.

S-0: For a couple of decades, you'll believe that you're really (the character) [Silkpants Senior Brother - Immortal Wan Yi].*

纨绔师兄 - 万亿仙君 - a silkpants is literally a dandy/fop, and instead of Wang Yi this time they went to Wan Yi which literally means "trillion" hahahha

S-0: Once "it" leaves, your memories will be unsealed so nothing gets delayed.

[Specification: Using the time to cultivate immortality, have the Main System observe the two people with amnesia and restore their memories after it leaves the Main Quest.]

WY: Childhood stage…

WY: Then do you know who Qin will transmigrate into?

S-0: Uncertain.

S-0: Host may need to explore the rest—on your own.

—

[Yunshan Sect]

Redhead Disciple: Hey guys, look.

Redhead: That's Sword Saint Qin's new disciple, right?

Redhead: I heard he's a genius with a special spiritual root.

Redhead: But it seems like…

Redhead: His brains aren't all that great.

Girl: Shhh—stop talking!

Girl: Yunshan Sect's elders think the Sword Saint has the best chance at ascension. He's only taken this one disciple after thousands of years.

Bun Disicple: It doesn't matter, everyone knows Sword Saint Qin's ice cold heart only cares about the Way.

Girl: Even this disciple seems to have been pushed onto him by the sect leader out of worry for his lack of successors.

Girl: He definitely won't teach him seriously.

Redhead: Oh? So it's like that.

Girl: Sigh, pity the child who has to stay with a giant iceberg like the Sword Saint, no wonder he doesn't know how to smile…

Redhead: *shock* AHHHHHhhhHHHh WHAT IS HE DOING!

Redhead: STOP—!

—

Wan Yi: Kitty? Just then kitty was right here…

Bun: HEY, LITTLE JUNIOR BROTHER, DON'T MOVE!

Bun: (This child is too young, he only has spiritual roots but isn't old enough to practice incantations/spells/magic. He'll be a goner if he falls.)

WY: ?

*SLIP*

WY: !

3 Disciples: (AHHHhhHHHHHH! ! ! ! IT'S OVER!)

*rustling sound*

Disciples: (This is…Lotus Blooming Steps?)

Disciples: (There's only one person in the world who can change the air currents into such a shape with his steps—)

Disciple: (The Sword Saint, Qin Xian*)

*Qin Xian (秦献) - this time the Xian is the 4th tone [haha, for the 4th world?] and means "offer/present/dedicate

—

WY: ?

QX: What, are you doing? *coldly*

WY: ….! Kitty…

QX: Master, there was a kitty…

QX: ?

QX: So you wanted to jump down just to see a cat?

WY: (How could that be.)

Disciples: (Ahhhh sorry! It was us who startled him!)

WY: ………

Disciples: (Sorry, sorry, sorry)

WY: Mhm.

WY: It was a kitty I'd never seen before.

QX: …….

Disciples: (UWWWAHHHHH)

Bun: That um, senior Sword Saint, the truth of the matter is…

*WHOOOOSH*

Disciples: ?!

Disciples: …..

Redhead: W, what now?

Redhead: The Sword Saint is really scary, he must have been annoyed by little junior brother, right….? Will there be punishment?

Bun: That's not something we can determine. Let's go, it's not like we'll die.

Girl: I plea for the ascended immortal to protect little junior brother.

—

[Sword Peak]

[Specification: The main hall of Yunshan Sect is located on the main peak, while the various elders live on their own personal peaks.]

[Currently, the little junior brother that everyone's worried about—]

*sniiiiiiiiffffffff*

*sniff* *sniff*

WY: ?

WY: (Kitty…nuzzling?)*

*吸猫 - it's not literally sniffing or nuzzling, it's just a literal term to express one's love of cats, such as kissing or hugging them.

—

Mini-Theater

#The S-0 who's in the cliffside cave#

S-0: (Help! So this is what Host is like as a child!) [Isn't he too easy to trick?]

—

#i have to be a great villain #villain 112 #manhua translations

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🎥 FOOD (1992)

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11 Nov 2022 | Day 4/∞: Food (1992) - Jan Švankmajer Trigger warnings: cannibalism, auto-cannibalism, light body horror

Had a hugely busy day, so I watched a short film by Jan Švankmajer, a renowned surrealist, stop-motion Czech filmmaker. You can watch the video yourself above. This is a three-part short film, each of which I will discuss below. This is apparently a dissection of Czech life in a newly modern and capitalist society post-Velvet Revolution, which saw a non-violent transition from Communist rule, though some also claim it is a critique of food rationing in the USSR. Švankmajer's cinematography is beautiful and unsettling and his stop-motion skills are admirable - the entire film is live action but stop motion, lending an unsettling tableau-like quality to every scene. Real eye candy! His other stuff is definitely going on my to-watch list.

Onto the feast!

Breakfast follows two people who sit at a table. One appears to be a mechanical automaton with instructions hung around their neck. The other prods and enacts violence upon the other as if they were truly a machine, causing their stomach cavity to open, revealing an ascending dumbwaiter containing the least appetising meal I have ever seen (mustard, a hotdog and some bread).

It's eventually revealed that after each person consumes the meal, they become the automaton - and the previous machine regains their humanity and leaves. The final person leaves to reveal a long line of people waiting to get their meals this way. Perhaps this is a critique of the food system, whereby people exploit each other in order to receive food. It could reflect the rationing of food via tickets. Or maybe it's a reflection of a capitalistic society where we dehumanise workers to the services and goods they provide us (I'm thinking of people who treat waiters shittily).

For lunch, two people sit at a table together - one, on the left, is cultured and seemingly rich. The other is dishevelled and seems financially worse off. They both fail to catch the attention of their waiter, someone who zooms around like a machine, completely disregarding them. They fall prey to hunger. They begin to eat everything on the table, their own clothes, and eventually eat the table and their own chairs.

Throughout it all, the poor man attempts to emulate the rich man - and yet the rich man becomes less and less cultured in his hunger. Ultimately, they eat their cutlery, only for the rich man to reveal his deception - he regurgitates the cutlery, then, it is implied, cannibalises the poor man. If this isn't a commentary on class dynamics I don't know what it is, man. The waiter may represent a society that doesn't care, or a government that fails to address hunger and greed in its population.

Dinner is perhaps the most straightforward, showing people eating essential parts of themselves after much seasoning - the first man cuts off his hand and removes his wedding ring. The second is a runner who eats his own leg, then a woman who eats her own breasts. Lastly a man eats his own dick. Crazy! Something something greed and hunger in a capitalistic society makes you lose yourself / harm yourself in many ways. Sometimes literally!

Sometimes you're just hungry I guess!!! Maybe Buddhism is the way guys.

(PS: This reminds me strongly of Hylics in the transmutation of objects to different forms: everything, in a sense, to food, and the automation of human beings. Hylics, on the other hand, makes everything the same in different, beautifully sculpted shapes. Still need to finish it!)

#film #jan svankmajer #czech film #film review #movie review #movie #movie rec #short film #stop motion #animation #Youtube

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9, 4 and 18 of the Tav's asks for your Kitrye!

Thanks!

9. If they had to be put in a "get along shirt" with a companion, who would it be?

For...I want to say about 4/5 of her run, Kitrye fucking HATED Astarion. He was, hands down, her least favorite companion, her worstie, the guy who she was forced to bring along with her on missions for lockpicking purposes and then disapproved of everything she did. It got to the point where she would make decisions DELIBERATELY to piss him off more. "Oh, you don't LIKE IT when I free the gnomes from slavery? I'll even do it WITHOUT CHARGING THEM ANYTHING." "Oh :( Astarion's dead :( Let me run around a little before I resurrect him" Etc. etc. It began sometime around him making various racist comments in the first act, then with him rejecting her at the tiefling party (on the record, she was never interested in him -- he just rejected her off the bat and then she was furious at the presumption) that then ballooned into "I should be able to kill people because I had a sad life and if you disagree, you don't know what it's like to suffer" which...Kitrye....long-standing survivor of parental abuse...currently on the run from said parent...did not take well.

He is the reason that "Sorry About Your Parents" is on her character playlist. In order to get giffing material, I did romance "Astarion" in an AU, using mods to swap Astarion's character model with Raphael's, but for the first scene, Kitrye just looked...incredibly uncomfortable. Worst thing I've ever done to her, even beyond having her break her vow. Poor thing.

Anyway, when she went to confront Cazador, things had improved slightly, but she was still prepared to kill him rather than have him go along with the ritual -- she was NOT going to let an ascended vampire walk Faerûn. (And I wasn't going to reload my save if she did, I was willing to let it be whatever it was.) Only for him to redeem himself, save the other vampire spawn, and for her to break her oath. It was very, very bittersweet for her, and it made the lack of care about her breaking her oath/focusing on Astarion from the other companions even more heartbreaking, because it was a mixture of knowing she OUGHT to be happy for him and also being kind of like "I've been here since Day One doing this, I just lost my life's purpose, and I got barely a pat on the head or anyone expressing an ounce of sympathy, while Astarion can do the bare minimum of not being a dick and gets showered with praise, where's my respect?"

And it's funny because the vast majority of my other characters actually LOVE Astarion, so this is TRULY a Kitrye Thing. (Her daughter Anathematisma is actually currently sleeping with him, as of this point in her run.) (God help both of them.)

It did make for a very satisfying epilogue though, seeing Astarion settled and the two of them comfortable with one another. (It didn't matter, because of the way the epilogue is set up, but she actually did add Sebastian's letter to her inventory, just to remind herself that it was worth it.)

4. How do they sleep with their LI?

Kitrye is the little spoon, with him usually having his face buried in her neck. If he's in his cambion form, he tends to curl his tail around her in some way, especially around the legs, in a gesture that's simultaneously protective and possessive. When they were in Menzoberranzan together, she tended to get nightmares as a little present from Lolth, and, on those occasions, he got accustomed to wrapping his wings around her, both to shield her and also to not-so-politely remind Lolth that she was already spoken for. (Always with some pragmatic excuse because, after all, He Doesn't Actually Love Her, Love Is A Weakness, etc. etc. etc.) In his human form, he's more likely to have his arms wrapped around her waist. Given that he's essentially a living furnace, he's often quite literally too hot to handle in either form, and she has definitely woken up in a sweat because he was too close to her and that, combined with Avernus being itself, makes for a ridiculously smothering warmth, but she's also very protective of every bit of genuine intimacy that they have together, especially since Raphael's very selective about how often he's willing to demonstrate it. A couple of centuries or so, post-game, it's actually a stipulation in the contract that is Not NOT A Devilish Marriage Contract Between Them (over 500 pages and counting) that The Archdevil Raphael Is Obliged To Come to Bed No Later Than 2 AM. While he will be the first to try to find loopholes as a way to stay scheming in his office for longer into the early morning, he's equally protective of that time together in his own way, it isn't a one-sided thing, and he was actually the one to stay over first, much to her shock (of all the ways she'd pegged him, in various ways, shapes, and forms, she hadn't pegged the devil as the sort to stay after sex for a cuddle), but, when they're not in the bedroom, he tends to be incredibly reserved, especially early on when he was still navigating having Squishy Feelings at ALL, so it's a very important space for the two of them besides the obvious.

Sometimes, when infernal politics are getting to be too much, they change things up, with her letting him fall asleep on her lap, often while she strokes his hair or plays the lyre to soothe him a little. This applies to all of his forms, including, when things are VERY bad, his Ascended Fiend form.

18. What modern day TV show would they binge over the weekend? Do they get their LI to watch with them?

I think that there are two distinct stages in what Kitrye would be interested in. In her early character development, shows like Succession and Game of Thrones would be a little too real for her, but as she gets more cynical and calculating, I think they'd appeal. It's funny because I'm extremely critical of a lot of his stuff (and from what I've seen of how they adapted it), but I think that she would really like Mike Flanagan's Fall of the House of Usher -- horrible people plotting (just like home) and getting exactly what they deserve, a devilish character weaving her way in and out of the narrative...for Kitrye later in her character development, it's perfect.

In her earlier years, she's going to go for shows that emphasize hope and overcoming the odds -- and since she does love animals and has some skills in animal handling, it might be shows like, say, My Cat From Hell (which her companions have absolutely memed by putting Raphael's face over the image of the cat in the ad and Kitrye's face over Jackson's.) Kitrye has a taste for the high life and culture, so it wouldn't be anything TOO trashy, unfortunately.

Given that Kitrye has proficiency in History and Religion (she multi-classes as a cleric), I'm not sure whether she would ENJOY period dramas or nitpick them. (She decides to spend one evening watching the 2011 Jane Eyre and Crimson Peak and has to take a very, very long moment to look at her life, look at her choices.) If Raphael keeps his canon age, she would absolutely bring him along just for him to poke holes in the accuracy. For what it's worth, Raphael in any verse is much more keen to drag her to a theatre production -- he has a regular box reserved at several prominent opera houses after making a deal with the various owners.

#long post #oc: kitrye

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cicerosfavouritelistener · 6 months

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You!

*points*

I unfortunately don't know all your OCS so GO WILD. Your favorite one, I guess!

(this is for the wholesome OC ask thing)

4, 7, 20, please

SAME AS THE LAST ONE! Order's gonna be Slips, Ja'ava, Cheese Man, Rorin, Lorzios and then Lixkasalor!

Warnin for BG3 spoilers!

4. What is the thing they like the most about their friends and what is the thing their friends like the most about them? Slips: What they like most about Cicero and Ja'ava is that while the two of them can take care of themselves, because they're so short if they rush ahead and there's like, Bandits, and then Slips walks up behind them towerin over typically the bandits'll run off. Cue the three of them having a fun time trying to beat each other in who can kill the most bandits. What their friends most like about Slips is probably their ability to be honest with them and also the way they care. Slips doesn't care about a lot of people, so the few they do are incredibly loved.

Ja'ava's favourite thing is how Slips is fully open to any crazy idea Ja'ava had mid battle. Pick Ja'ava up and fling her as high into the sky against a Dragon? Hell yeah. Let Ja'ava run up their back to scramble onto a ledge? Lets go. Slips likes having someone who has known them for so long that they don't have to explain anything about why they're doin whatever they're doing.

Cheese Man likes that they let him stay somewhere where he'd be safe rather than in the freezing Skyrim where most people aren't too fond of him (he's not fond of them either.) They can bully him for being a dickhead.

Rorin's best friend is an Orc called Zuzu (@plutoprophecy's OC). He appreciates her not despising him despite him being everything she stands against (He is Tamriel's biggest and Bestest liar) and yet she and he become besties. She is the one person He trusts with *most* things. There are a few things a man must keep to himself. He does like all of his other friends who make him feel comfortable, but Zuzu is definitely the main one. Idk how his friends feel about them. Lorzios' best friends are Shadowheart and an Ascended Astarion, and her girlfriend is Minthara. Lorzios likes that her friends are strong. Her friends like that she is strong. They're all just a pack of fucked up people. Then there's Gale who Wishes They Weren't Horrid People.

Lixkasalor has no friends. They have puppets they prefer and puppets they don't. Astarion was their favourite puppet, poor guy, went from Cazador to them who ended up taking over the world with the Elder Brain. Shadowheart, Wyll, Astarion, Karlach, Jaheira and Lae'zel would all hate them if they weren't under their Mind Control. Scratch and the Owlbear Cub however are fine and fully loved.

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7. What is their favourite movie, or a movie they would really enjoy?

If Slips had a favourite movie it'd either be Donnie Darko or Eraserhead. Leaning towards the second because they would point at weirdly shaped rocks and in a weird voice say "That's the Eraserhead baby".

Ja'ava's favourite movie is the Indiana Jones ser- HA! YOU THOUGHT? No Ja'ava lives to watch documentaries on how various machines and stuff are made.

Cheese Man watches The Kings Speech. No one should ever let him choose which movie to watch.

Rorin either watches Wog Boy or Die Hard. They also like just about any romcom.

Lorzios loves anything that's got a lot of Gore and Blood.

Lixkasalor would watch movies that are made about themselves. The ones that paint them in a good light and ones that depict them entirely as the villain, they enjoy all of it.

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20. What is their hidden talent? Is that a skill they’ve been practising since childhood or just something they happen to know and never had the chance to show? Besides, was it something forced upon them, taught by someone close, or they picked it up themselves?

Slips and Ja'ava's is kind of a two-in-one, ever since they were kids they practiced mimicking each others voices and they're REAL good at it.

Cheese Man can lick his elbow. He practised a lot as a child because he wanted to prove he was better than the others.

Rorin's doesn't have one. He's just a Bosmer who lies a lot.

Lorzios' hidden ability is being the Cutest Slayer you've ever laid eyes on. She is SOOOOO cute you don't want to try stop her, in fact you want to spread your arms out so she can play with your intestines as much as she wants!

Lixkasalor doesn't really have 'hidden talents', They're very open about who they are and what they can do. Though, for a dragonborn, they're *very* skilled [redacted]

#Listener's Commands #Azures-Grace #Slips-Through-Oblivion #Ja'ava #Cheese Man #Rorin #Lorzios #Lixkasalor #Lixkasalor killed me buh blehhh

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mingzisdrgongxuo · 3 months

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Money!

See? People pay attention to that.

What I don't like is how rich white people preach to their kids as if their kids were black, talking about "you need to be humble", ..... from their 5 bedroom mansion and $500,000 barn for their two pet horses, with the highest luxury model BMWs in their gated, private security driveway.

Talking about "money doesn't grow on trees". Or "I don't have that kind of money".

Preaching like he's the Buddha. Be humble. No wealth. No luxury. Don't look or dress in luxury. Let the other guy be the one who looks wealthier than you.

Probably because none of it was ever his. He was probably owned.

My father was not a role model. I never wanted to grow up to be like my dad. He puts social class division in his own family.

King and his crown, counting his money, and preaching to his beggar son and telling him it "sucks to be you", and then it's off to Germany for a week on "business". Next week it'll be China. Too bad you're hungry. It's winter. Try not to freeze out there.

Fuck this bullshit.

Rich white man with no soul preaching about hide your money or wealth as if they're gonna steal your hubcaps, or swarm you for handouts.

Vice president for a european luxury car manufacturer that supplies the world. Lies about how many houses he owns and collects rent on.....

Mom's brother was an airline pilot. He "showed" more wealth or prosperity bigger houses with bigger swimming pools and manicured yards, and he was basically a bus driver that was good at showing up to work on time.

I don't know. You SEEM to succeed in business. But you sure as fuck didn't succeed as a father or husband to my mother. You split and ran off with your fucking secretary. And I KNOW you didn't tell my stepmother to start saving a half million in pennies when she wants him to buy/build an additional house for two pets, and call it a "barn".

There's no room for me, but there's plenty of money and room for my sister. Ever seen the movie Titanic, and how there was no room for leonardo?Leonardo?

My stepmother must have had a magic pussy or mouth. I know she influenced and put more than half his judgements or decisions in his head.

Stepmother raised by Disney family artists. Saving "orphans". how she never wanted to give birth to kids and had her ovaries removed, .... Openly speaking about how she wished her own mother would hurry up and die through the years as a teenager and young adult.

What else were they doing while saving those orphans?

"Sorry first born son. Your new mom says there's no room for you AND your sister. Now I have to go spend half a million to build a home for two pet horses."

That's how the world works under my father.

It's not who you know. It's who you Blow. Coke or dick.

Being or "looking" poor and meek and humble, did not open doors for me, or earn anybody's respect, did not give me first class seating or put me at the front of the line.

Did faking the funk and being humble so the airline pilot can look like his dick is bigger, make me idolize my parents?

Is my stepmother thankful that I don't go around openly wishing for her to "hurry up and die" in front of the other orphans?

But it did give the other guy their turn, and time in the sun to look better or be better than me.

My father didn't want a son. He abandoned every opportunity his first and second wife gave him to a wife/mother that "mutually" wanted to have children.

They had all this stuff, all this wealth, luxury, and power in business, and STILL didn't look like Nikki Minaj.

What do you think they actually do to ascend higher than that? How are you doing better than the vice president of an international luxury car manufacturer? Wheres your mansion? Wheres your Lamborghini? Where's your Gucci shit? Wheres your masters degree in college? Wheres your high school diploma? Where's your arrest record? Where's your 14 hours a day for 10-20 years devoted to training, schooling, or daily practice as a performing athlete or musician. Don't forget you need a job to pay your rent at college too. Make time for work. Make time for school. Pay rent to live with drug addict and wanna-be gangster roomates to live someplace nice that they turn to shit. How much does that commute take from you?

Why do doors open for you at all?

Nothing is sacred to you "dick". The shit you do to invade my family and their homes... my mom's house, my dad's, my grandparent's, my uncle's, my sister's, my brother's, my house. You disrespect all of us. Every household. Every family.

You've been wiretapping the entire family tree for generations. Raping our legal and constitutional rights.

Were we EVER under investigation?

Illegal surveillance and raping privacy for generations, and you never found anything to arrest anybody over, you just talk your shit through your corporate and media connections and call yourselves justified in your disrespect because religion. Was it supposed to make people go to church once a week to make the television answer my questions about legal disrespect?

C.i.a. was never known for being good people.

I did not need a father that teaches or raises me to be a "good" loser.

#ignorant #niggered down #needs to know what its like to be the lower class.#tired of watching you dangle the carrot.

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