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容祖兒- 女皇

Joey Yung - EMPRESS (HK TVB version “The Empress of China”)

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hey guys so i’m on an html kick and i thought i’d polish & publish my moved page because so many of you messaged me about it

live preview and code.

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IMPORTANT PSA.

I've made up my mind.

this blog will be put on archives. i need a fresh start, i'm sure most of you understand my absences.

unlike my taiwan, i have barely threaded on her. so she will be kept. but this account has threads from people that never come online anymore. I'd like to change that.

my url will be the same, qingrou, but feel free to unfollow now. I'll come back just to post the new link. thank you for understanding my pain.

even though some have deactivated. thank you for making my first set of memories. i hope to meet new friends in the future with my newer account.

now about threads, THREADS WILL BE CONTINUED. just on my other account. (cough kirklandss ; wansui ) 

thanks for understanding. see you on there.

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[A very descriptive and detailed profile of your muse]

         Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. If you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own! When you’re done, tag 15 other people to do the same!~ Tagged by: kirklandss

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NAME: Chun-Yan Wang / 王 春燕/ Republic of China - 中华民国 AGE: 4,500+ (dating past before china was known) / 25 in human years. BIRTHDAY: 1st Oct. SPECIES: Personification of China GENDER: Female. SEX: isn't this the same thing Female ORIENTATION: Heterosexual PROFESSION: Human representation of China —————————————————————————- { PHYSICAL ASPECTS } HAIR: Brunette EYES: Chocolate SKIN: Pale-ish tan. HEIGHT: 160cm / 5'3" WEIGHT: 110lbs (i forgot in kg cry) —————————————————————————- { FAMILY } SIBLINGS: Hongkong, Taiwan, Japan, Korea (whom she's cared for) PARENTS: N/A GRANDPARENTS: N/A - she is the grandma rip. OTHER RELATIVES: Outside her borders are claimed as cousins. ANY PETS?: N/A. —————————————————————————- { SKILLS } PHYSICAL PROWESS: Flexible, mental planning. SPEED: Pretty quick. MAGIC: what is this SPORTS: Kung Fu, martial arts in general. INSTRUMENTS: Chinese zither HOBBIES: Collecting plants, walking around, painting (if she has time), cooking, baking. —————————————————————————- { TRAITS } —— POSITIVE ——- Kind, wise, bubbly, calming/gentle, intelligent. ——- NEGATIVE ——- Sarcastic, selfish, a bit greedy, moody, pushes herself down from stress. —————————————————————————- { LIKES } COLOURS: Red & gold - represent luck. SMELLS: Tea, nature, food, flowers. FOOD: Pastries, seafood, chinese delicacies, really. FRUITS: dragonfruit, mango, pretty okay with most fruit. DRINKS: she loves green tea for some reason. jasmine is also nice. ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES? She doesn't really have an opinion - not a drinker. ANIMALS: Pandas, Dragons, well tbh all animals since the zodiac calendar. —————————————————————————- { OTHER DETAILS } SMOKES? No. - used to a looong time ago. DRUGS?: No DRIVER LICENSE?: Yes - but she rarely drives due to crowded areas. EVER BEEN ARRESTED? No. —————————————————————————- >DONE! Now tag other 15 people to do it! eh. i tag anyone. uvu

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[kind of want to put this blog on archive and start over...]

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a small sigh from stress, hand placed on her forehead for a brief moment before staring at her calender.

             "aiyah. i technically missed everything except                for chinese new year. it's an instinct."

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new theme!

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by 洞爺湖の死扛

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"... ah.. hello there."

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kiku:

█  ☼ ⊰ ѕυɴrιѕe ⊱ ☼            ;;

         ❋ || His brown orbs looked like they were sparkling as those eyes were intensely focused on the female in front of him, watching how she took off her hat and inserted it in her hair. His journey did pay off indeed! It hadn’t been in vain after all, because there was always doubt on many things, but the most important thing was the speed he had used to get back, there was no guarantee it would arrive in one piece. Though Japan had been careful, holding the flower so like he was protecting it from harm and luckily his carefulness had been greatly rewarded with the flower surviving until it arrived by it’s new owner. 

                With a soft blush spreading across his cheeks he looked up at her as he spoke, ” I’m glad you like it ” he spoke shyly, though it was clear that the boy was indeed happy even though he tried to hide it in his facial expression as much as he did. With a couple of glances around looked at another basket that yet had to be filled. Now that he had returned from his little journey he had most certainly become stronger so he could now help a bit in the garden as well with the remaining energy he still had left. ” Do you need help? ” he asked her, wanting to be of use to her even if it was just a little bit. Despite the fact he could play quietly for hours he still wanted to do something. 

     ” Just tell me                   what I need to do ” 

      my, was he cute. she couldn't help but just feel a ping of softness whenever he spoke, and her heart would just slowly melt. she loved children. she had always wanted to care for one. in fact, she remembers taking care of one human child.. ah, so long ago. he acted just like her. with the flower still in her hair, the hand that had been holding her hat to insert it was put onto the little japanese boy's head, pinching his cheek lightly before turning her own head and pinpointing what needed to be done. a small 'hmm' as she looked and analyzed what was finished and what was not.

      there is not much to do left, in fact only three small rows of bok choy needed to be picked before the insects came along. she hadn't wanted to make him work too much, oh no, that'd be mistreating him.. and kiku was not her slave for dear's sake. it wasn't the first time the tiny japanese had picked bok choy before... every time she had looked back and forth his warm cheeks would just radiate, uhuu... it was very charming. but he looked really hot and tired.. oh she didn't want to make him work, honestly. it seemed more of an elders job to do. yao wasn't here to play with him either.. but his offer to help just warmed her heart, a hand gently presses against her chest in admiration.

             "how about this.. you see the first row of bok choy? maybe help me pick at least five and put it in-- er.." chun's head circles for a bit before finding her basket.               "ah! this crop basket. i'll get the rest.. okay? then we can have a snack together."

☯ Tιɴy Jαpαɴeѕe вoy

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kiku:

█  ☼ ⊰ ѕυɴrιѕe ⊱ ☼            ;;

         ❋ || With incredible speed the small boy ran, as fast as his small feet could carry him. The wind rushed through the strands of his black hair as he ran up the hill towards the house he was currently residing in together with his family. He knew that Yao would be away for a couple of weeks, maybe months depending on how urgent it would be. He would have to return to his country soon again that is if Emperor Jimmu needed him, but now he was free to stay with Yao and Chun as long as he wished to. And he did, there was still so much to learn from them, he was eager to learn more from there wisdom. 

               Once the house was in sight the tiny boy ran towards the garden where he knew he would find Chun. 

”  Jiě!           …jiě! ” 

               Despite being a nation he too had to grow up once, and despite being a smart boy already he was still a child. An usually quiet child, but he too had his moments especially around those that he looked up to. ” For… ” he breathed, clearly exhausted due the fact that he tried to get back home as soon as possible. ” For you…! ” holding out the peony he had plucked from the fields when he was on a big journey again; which in reality was just a couple of fields away from where they lived. But hey, he was a small boy and it was a big world so who cared about those small details?

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      a hand would reach for her gardening hat, one to cover her eyes from the sun's beam as it takes it's hand only to gently hug warmth on chun. the day was wonderful; a moment of silence as she will remember this. the cranes were just resting by the river that dovetailed through those mountains. The perfect view. too bad yao wasn't here to cherish it. but that was okay, she had company. delightful company. speaking of company... where were they? probably out for a walk again, which wasn't minded at all. but her thoughts returned to her chores, plucking the freshly grown food that hid under dirt. perhaps later for dinner she could make something with these ingredients. the thought can only make her hungrier -- let's not think about that now.

      ...? did she hear something? her body and head turns around, the basket wrapped around with a right arm. the other hand reaches for the sunhat to see clearer-- ah!

             "eh? is something wrong--" 

      the panting boy, she lowers to her knees just for him. her fingers remove the hair that was stuck on his forehead and she can see a tiny smile forming slightly with those lips of his. but what was this...? a flower. and not just any flower; her favorite.. peonies. chun couldn't help but grin, taking the flower from it's stem and inserting it in her hair after taking off her gardening hat.

             "oh goodness.. dídí, i love it! thank you so much! i guess your journey paid off, after all."

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arthur:

         ♚.Even if he was sure he wouldn’t forget ask something of that importance, maybe it was a good idea to keep it in paper at that moment. ❝ Alright, let me see if I have one… ❞ England started to look in his pockets only by touching them; his cellphone, wallet, a box of cigarettes… But no trace of a pen— Although his search was suddenly interrupted by Chun’s voice.

         Looking at her again, the blond listened carefully to what she had to say, noticing afterwards her subtle gestures. Despite this, it was clear by the expression of his face that her words were starting to surprise him. But after all, Arthur could somehow relate to what Chun was describing — Did that mean that he was able to help her? Not necessarily.

         If he was completely sure of something, it was that the last thing he intended was to make her sad, and apparently that’s exactly what he did. Great job, Arthur; excellent as always. ❝ I— I know it can be hard. ❞ The difference being that he wasn’t very interested on befriending fellow nations, and that was obvious to everyone. ❝ I asked because— Well, I’m not used to people looking for my company. Even less if we still have some tension… ❞ Though a part of him was glad to know that Chun considered him in that way, and that would be more difficult to admit. A sigh escaped through his lips, Arthur definitely wasn’t the best when it came to deal with this kind of situations. ❝ Let’s just forget this— You already know that I would like to join you for tea whenever you want. ❞ And they had already settled a meeting, which was a start. 

         The search for the pen continued in an effort to try to distend the atmosphere, but he promptly gave up once again. ❝ Give me your address and I’ll take note of it on my phone. That way I won’t lose it again. ❞ He said while holding the device and looking at Chun one more time as if he wanted to make sure that she was now better.

he looked uninterested all of a sudden. goodness why does she even bother to do these things. if it just made her intimidated and anxious... she minus well just isolate herself again. sorry gēgē, but this tension really makes her want to hide. what a coward.. as many times as she said she was stronger, she really cannot be stronger? maybe in the past when everyone knew who she truly was instead of making assumptions of 'oh, china, the dictating country' or some of the sort. but why her? why make do this to her of all people.. scratch that, it shouldn't happen to anyone.

      hearing his words, and watching him with sad eyes. fingers tapped against each other rhythmically. however, she had noticed his expression was rather surprised and his words made her surprised as well. the great united kingdom? not asking for company? part of her sighed of relief that she wasn't alone, the other half feeling bad because he truly was a great person, even if he had done some things with china. she cared for him.

      arthur sighed, she sighed, he spoke, chun listened. to be honest, the chinese maiden wasn't sure if she would forget.. but instead she put a tiny delicate hand on his wrist and gave a squeeze. instead of saying anything she could only smile. a brighter one than before. not because he was just joining her, but because she was here for him.

             "i don't think we ever had tension... did we?"              "we've had some up and downs, yes. yet it doesn't mean i don't care you and your well being. trust me."              "after all, you also taught me english. i'm grateful for your skills."

      chun jumps a bit, hearing his request. a nod and her buns bounce. immediately she takes the englishman's cell... and though she was supposed to be used to this 'texting' thing, she wasn't. ironic because china is known for their production of cellphones and manufacture. she typed a bit quicker than she usually would, though. it was some improvement. eyes scan the words, double checking for any mistakes.

             "here, here. maybe you recognize it, hehe.."

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