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Blood Pheasant (Ithaginis cruentus), male, family Phasianidae, order Galliformes, Bhutan
photograph by Biju Pb
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i can’t believe this asshole is born on november 5th. he can’t win. he’s pathetic. i love him with my entire being.
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Fic Promo: Just The Way You Are by real_ghost and wayofcloudbrain
Fandom: MDZS/The Untamed Relationship(s): Lan Xichen/Meng Yao (main pairing) Lan Xichen/various other male characters (casual), Meng Yao/Nie Mingjue (past), Lan Xichen/Nie Mingjue (past), many many background pairings Rating: E Wordcount: 85k and counting Status: posting in progress
🌇 alternate universe: modern setting (but it’s actually an alternate universe) 🌇 slowburn: tfw you’ve found the man of your dreams but you’re both messed up and your timing sucks 🌇 pining (and also sleeping around) while cohabitating 🌇 come for the xiyao, stay for the epic sprawl of sideplots and background characters (we love everyone so everyone is here)
Summary:
Yes. Yes, A-Yao is staying in his ex’s best friend’s apartment while said best friend is on an impromptu skiing trip with said ex because said ex needs to clear his thick fucking head. No, Mingjue doesn’t know that A-Yao is crashing at Xichen’s and ideally he will never find out. In the wake of a break-up that affects more than only the ex-boyfriends, Lan Xichen revaluates his life choices and is thrown headfirst into an identity crisis. In his utter lack of direction, he unsuccessfully tries to distract himself with dating of varying degrees of seriousness. Meanwhile, Meng Yao – recently hired as tech mogul Wen Ruohan’s personal assistant at Nevernight Games – is planning to pull himself up by a pair of bootstraps that he is pretty sure he’ll have to shoplift first. On this small artificial island in the Pacific Ocean, everybody knows everybody and everybody’s gotta go through it. It’s a whole mess.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26602150/chapters/64860505
Main story of JTWYA-Verse (see series for many more extras and oneshot spin-offs)
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Casting of the century.
THIS MAN WAS JIANG CHENG
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Whatever's wrong with Jin Guangyao is for multiple reasons not diagnosable but Nie Huaisang does have a pseudonym under which he writes trashy, widely-reshared listicles about How To Spot A Narcissist/Secret Psychopath/whatever the current ableist buzzword is and all the red flags he lists are just about Jin Guangyao
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been trying to practice drawing aang in a more realistic style lately! I’ve loved seeing how so many artists have started incorporating Raava’s design into the Air Nomad tattoos too - I tried my best lol
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Fic Promo: Just The Way You Are by real_ghost and wayofcloudbrain
Fandom: MDZS/The Untamed Relationship(s): Lan Xichen/Meng Yao (main pairing) Lan Xichen/various other male characters (casual), Meng Yao/Nie Mingjue (past), Lan Xichen/Nie Mingjue (past), many many background pairings Rating: E Wordcount: 85k and counting Status: posting in progress
🌇 alternate universe: modern setting (but it’s actually an alternate universe) 🌇 slowburn: tfw you’ve found the man of your dreams but you’re both messed up and your timing sucks 🌇 pining (and also sleeping around) while cohabitating 🌇 come for the xiyao, stay for the epic sprawl of sideplots and background characters (we love everyone so everyone is here)
Summary:
Yes. Yes, A-Yao is staying in his ex’s best friend’s apartment while said best friend is on an impromptu skiing trip with said ex because said ex needs to clear his thick fucking head. No, Mingjue doesn’t know that A-Yao is crashing at Xichen’s and ideally he will never find out. In the wake of a break-up that affects more than only the ex-boyfriends, Lan Xichen revaluates his life choices and is thrown headfirst into an identity crisis. In his utter lack of direction, he unsuccessfully tries to distract himself with dating of varying degrees of seriousness. Meanwhile, Meng Yao – recently hired as tech mogul Wen Ruohan’s personal assistant at Nevernight Games – is planning to pull himself up by a pair of bootstraps that he is pretty sure he’ll have to shoplift first. On this small artificial island in the Pacific Ocean, everybody knows everybody and everybody’s gotta go through it. It’s a whole mess.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26602150/chapters/64860505
Main story of JTWYA-Verse (see series for many more extras and oneshot spin-offs)
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RATING: NOT CUTE!!!!
It's a very common mistake for people to see their fictional blorbos engaging in calm, rational discussion about their feelings and say things like "aww, such healthy communication!" without recognizing the telltale signs of authorial mouthpiecing, which is a very stressful and unhealthy situation for blorbos to be in.
Blorbos thrive on melodrama, and require lots of space in their stories to scream and cry and break things and talk past one another while their voices crack and they make horrible gurgling noises from the weight of all their emotions in order to get the enrichment they need. While they do engage in catharsis naturally from time to time, it's a very sparing occurence and should not be forced.
Recent trends in blorbo breeding have authors and fans alike selecting for increased catharsis output and "behavior modeling", with little consideration for the effect this has on their ability to perform their vital functions. For example, in the above video, Alice explains to Bob that she feels hurt by his actions at the softball tournament in a measured and even tone, without even throwing so much as a lamp in his direction. Bob, rather than getting defensive and doubling down, responds by considering Alice's feelings and offering to make up for the transgression. Throughout the conversation they both use terminology ripped either directly from the DSM-V or the most recent thinkpiece the author had read. These blorbos are suffering from severe drama malnutrition.
While videos like this might seem cute and heartwarming at first glance, it's important to stay aware of the ongoing trend of blorbo abuse behind the scenes. Misinformation about proper blorbo care is rampant online and many authors arent even aware they're doing anything wrong.
Please spread this post to help raise awareness. Remember: Blorbos are happiest when theyre miserable!
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i'm sorry, i saw the post about realistic sibling interactions and was possessed to make this-
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Those results (and the replies god help us) tell me why so many people need to shower in the mornings.
Be honest 🔫
edit: by "changing" i mean stripping the sheets off and either washing that same set or swapping out with a new set.
edit edit: if you don't sleep in a bed then this poll specifically about bed sheets is not for you.
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After highschool I didn’t know what exactly I wanted to enroll in but went to uni anyway to do whatever only to switch subjects too many times and eventually drop out and I ended up in retail permanently. So if I could tell my younger self anything, it would be to get that retail job right away and only go to uni once I know what I want to do and have worked the 6 years necessary to qualify for a scholarship. I would have started at 25 but I could have focused on my studies, almost like a rich kid.
specific parameters:
when exactly your teenage self gets this information is up to you, so long as they're your teenage self at the time.
your teenage self will learn the message and that it comes from you, their future self.
if it's something objectively true/false, they'll know it's true; if it's more subjective, they'll know you believe it's true based on your knowledge of the future; if it's advice, they'll know it's given in good faith based on your future life.
you need to decide NOW. no looking things up beforehand. (no sharing the winning lottery numbers unless you happen to have some memorized!)
you can combine things if they're really just parts of one big statement. so "You're genderfluid and your name is Adrian" is fine, but "move to California and invest in Facebook" isn't.
if your statement fits multiple categories, pick the one you think is the best overall fit.
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I do wholeheartedly believe Wes Anderson is a sick sick freak. I like his movies but I definitely think this guy has like a hidden room in his spacious french apartment that he slips into quietly each night and it is just filled with tiny little doll replicas of all the actors he's ever used in any of his movies and he puppets them around and mimicks their voices and shit. and sometimes he'll text Owen Wilson pictures of his little doll with a comb or something from an untraceable number and pair it with like "see how I take care of you Owen?" and then the following day Owen Wilson will find him at the service table and go, "Geez Wes look at this," and Wes will pretend to be all concerned and horrified but there is this calculating almost eager look in his eyes that unsettles Owen Wilson. and the next time Wes is having a little soiree with all his actors, his beloved beloved actors, maybe Owen Wilson will accidentally get lost on his way to the beautiful bathroom and find that little room and see all those dolls and his throat will hitch with horror. And before he can call Bill Murray or Adrian Brody to look a dark silhouette will appear in the doorway and Wes looks sort of resigned when he says, "I see you finally found my secret, Owen," and Owen Wilson will try and pretend that he's fine with it but they both know better. and Wes will go (the look in his eyes back again) "We both know this can't get out, right?" and he'll grin very suddenly and Owen Wilson will laugh along very nervously and leave the room and eat some brioche and when the evening is over he will rush over to his Prius and frantically click his keys but over the cobbles on the beautiful beautiful street there is the sound of footsteps. and tears are running down Owen Wilson's cheeks but he can't say a word and Wes, emerging from the shadows, will gently touch him on the shoulder and say, "look, I'll drive you to the airport, huh?" and Owen Wilson will try to refuse but they both know it's futile. and, halfway through the drive, Wes Anderson will smile and say, "I'll miss working with you" and then perfectly jump and roll out of the car, wiping off his corduroy pants, while Owen Wilson's Prius swerves into a local patisserie, bursting into flames
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