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guzhufuren · 29 days
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Censored chinese sci-fi BL The Wanderers (火星孤儿) gained a new license
Synopsis: Jinteng High School is an unprecedented school. With its unfathomable unique teaching, it maintains marvelous enrollment rate. However, behind the brilliant scores, the seed of rebellion is sprouting secretly. When Jinteng experiences its interior chaos, many mysterious events also occur in the world. A big truck rises into the air for no reason and countless mysterious steles gush from the underground. At last, human beings linger on in a steadily worsening condition of the declining civilization. Alien civilization has descended upon us and the world is on the brink of collapse. And a group of high school students of Jinteng High School become the last torch and light of humanity.
They are bringing back many previously deleted and censored parts to the drama. The number of episodes charged from 8 to 16.
Trailer from 2022 and the new trailer attached under photos.
Made by MGTV, executive producer Han Sanping, starring Fei Qiming, Zhao Yiqin, Jiang Wu, Yu Xiaowei. Adapted from the novel "The Orphans of Red Planet (火星孤儿)" by Liu Yang. Drama was filmed in 2021.
source: mwsdrama
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sweetprfct · 5 months
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The Wanderers
Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader
Summary: You and Joe tend to wander every time he was in a foreign city but that was because you both love the adventure. However, Alex, his manager, was not too amused about that.
Author's Note: This is a re-publish one shot from my old deleted blog. I know this idea was inspired by the other fics here in tumblr where Joe can't seem to stay in one place and rumors in twitter about it whenever they meet him in the cons? I actually forgot, but I know the idea derived from those little talks. Anyway, enjoy! :)
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“So, when were you going to tell me that you were going to bring her?” 
You heard Alex scold Joe quietly at the hotel lobby. Joe had decided on his own just the other day that it was a good idea for you to tag along with him in Paris for a week. He had a convention to do for two days and some interviews and photoshoot for Dior, so why not bring his biggest supporter with him? That was you. 
You admit that you could be a bad influence towards Joe when it comes to not being able to focus on his work and that was why Alex, his manager, had come to the conclusion that whenever Joe wanted to bring you, he should tell him first. Not like it was Alex’s business, but the man wanted to be prepared whenever the two of you wandered off somewhere else. It stressed Alex out all the time, not knowing whether the two of you would come back or not. Of course, you both always did. 
Well, except that one time. 
In both of your defense, you both didn’t know that Joe was scheduled for three days— not two— in the London Comic Con, and well— you both decided that it was a good idea to run off to Italy right after his second day to get some peace and quiet after two hectic busy days. Joe loved his job. He really did but sometimes, he just needed some space and some quiet time. What could be better than by doing it with you? You, after all, also loved to explore different things and places. It was why you two had clicked. It was why this relationship always kept the both of you on your toes. 
“Right now?” Joe scrunched his nose as you tried to hold in your laugh. “I’m telling you about it right now, aren’t I?”
Alex didn’t say anything. All he did was gave Joe a look and then turned his head to you, giving you a glare also. You bit your lower lip and gave him a small smile. Joe hated it when you were part of these kinds of conversations, so you always stood in the corner and let the two lads do their thing. Though, you always could hear those little whispers about you. 
Alex sighed and shook his head. “You know what? Fine. But you have two days for this comic con this weekend and I need you bright and early on Tuesday morning for the Dior photoshoot.” 
“Got it.” Joe nodded his head and walked towards where you were.
“And Joe…” Alex stopped the both of you in your tracks. 
Joe looked over his shoulder, brows raised as Alex said, “Don’t even try wandering off anywhere in Paris. There is a lot of media around the city this week.” 
“Okay.” Joe held in his smile before intertwining his fingers with yours. 
Alex watched as the two of you laughed quietly, making your way into the elevators. Joe gave Alex a small wave before the elevator doors closed completely. You couldn’t help but bury your face in his neck and laughed. 
“He hates me, you know that?” You mumbled. 
Joe laughed softly, wrapping his arms around you. “Well, I love you, so Alex can fuck off.”
You laughed as you leaned in to kiss him softly on his lips. As soon as the elevator doors opened, you both made your way to his hotel room and the moment Joe closed the door behind him, he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and twirled you into the air, letting out a squeal from you. 
“Joe!” You laughed as he gently set you back down. “You know…” A mischievous smile formed on your face as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I’m really craving these pastries that I saw online. The place is just a five minute walk from here.”
Joe hummed softly and squinted his eyes at you, knowing full well you already had this plan in your mind before you two even stepped inside the plane this morning. 
“Alex said we can’t go out, darling.” Joe stated. 
“Well, okay.” You shrugged, letting your arms fall on your sides. “No chocolate croissants then.”
You grunted as you flopped yourself on the king size bed. Joe smiled, knowing exactly what you were doing. It was your way for him to not be able to resist you because you knew he loved his chocolate croissants and you knew that he loved that pout of yours. Joe walked over to the bed, his knees dipping into the mattress on either side of your legs as he towered over you. He looked down at you for a moment and leaned down to give you a chaste kiss. 
“Well, Alex should understand that I need my chocolate croissants.” Joe murmured as he kissed you again.
A small smile slowly formed on your face as you gazed up at him. “Yeah? I think he should understand that.” 
Joe kissed you again one more time before getting up from the bed and held out his hands, reaching for yours. Helping you up from the bed, you both left your two suitcases in the middle of your hotel room and quickly left the room, looking around the hall to make sure Alex wasn’t anywhere around.
Running down the hall quietly, Joe repeatedly clicked the elevator button until both doors opened. There was no sign of Alex anywhere in the lobby, so the both of you walked out of the hotel with a clear path. 
Paris was a bit cold tonight, but the sky was clear and you could see some stars twinkling above you. Walking down the streets of Paris, you held hands with Joe and enjoyed the night air. Five minutes later, you both found yourselves in the little pastry shop that you told Joe about and bought yourselves some chocolate croissants and some hot chocolate. You sat at the small little table outside and enjoyed the pastries with comfortable silence lingering between you two.
It was peaceful. 
You both loved that. You both enjoyed that because it was like you knew what you both wanted at this moment. Just some peace and quiet as you both enjoyed your little delicious pastries and the stunning view of Paris. 
Later that night, you found yourselves laughing together over some memory you two remembered, stopping in the middle of a small alleyway. Joe set his hands on your hips and pulled you close to him. 
“Are we really going to make out in the middle of a dark alley?” You teased him. 
Joe hummed and smiled at you. “My safe haven.” He murmured, cupping your cheek with his one hand. 
“I love you.” You murmured and leaned in to kiss him deeply. 
And you were right. 
You both made out like two teenagers in the middle of the dark alley, but you didn’t care because it was you and Joe. Joe and you. Your own little safe universe with him and that was all you cared about. 
“Chocolate croissants, really?” Alex scolded Joe for the second time the next morning inside his little dressing room. 
The first time was this morning when you and Joe had woken up late and thought you had all the time in the world to go downstairs and get breakfast. 
“Um… actually, that’s my fault.” You chimed in from the sofa you were sitting in the corner.
“Of course, it is.” Alex said sarcastically, giving Joe a look. 
“It’s just little pastries. There was no harm done.” Joe argued back with Alex. “Plus, I was also a tad bit hungry.”
“Well, your little hunger got you into five different articles with different rumors about it first thing this morning.” Alex argued back. “If you guys are hungry, there is room service—”
“Alex?”
The three of you snapped your heads towards the door and saw a woman by the doorway, holding a clipboard in her hands. 
“They’re ready for Joe.” She said. 
Alex sighed and nodded his head as Joe turned to give you a smile. He made his way towards you to give you a kiss but Alex had stopped him.
“Uh! No. Let’s go.” Alex said, setting a hand on his shoulder and turning him towards the door. 
You giggled softly and waved at Joe before sliding your phone out of your pocket and tried to entertain yourself by scrolling through Instagram and TikTok.
 The weekend went by quickly. Joe did the convention and the two of you didn’t go out of the hotel again that night. Though on his second day of the convention, you had found yourself a bit bored in the dressing room, so you decided to google some things. Some places. You were itching to get out and do something, and you knew Joe was too. You could see it in his eyes how much he wanted to go somewhere and away from everyone. 
“Where the hell are you?” 
You heard Alex through the phone later that afternoon as you looked out the window. Joe squeezed your hand softly as he held in his laugh. 
“On a train.” Joe answered. 
“On fucking a train? Are you fucking mental? Going where?” Alex asked, frustrated. 
“We’ll be back before the Dior photoshoot, I promise.” Joe said before hanging up the phone. 
“You know he will never let me tag along ever again, right?” You chuckled softly and set your head on his shoulder.
Joe wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close to his side, planting a soft kiss on your hair.
“He knows I do the same thing even if you aren’t here with me.” Joe replied. “Alex needs to relax.”
You laughed and shook your head. “Does he even relax?”
“No idea.” Joe smiled as he looked out the window. 
There was one place you both loved even if you went anywhere in the world and that was the beach. Your laughter echoed with the waves crashing to the shore as the both of you ran towards the ocean. You slipped your shoes off immediately and ran towards the water, dipping your feet in it, while Joe followed behind. He hugged you from behind and twirled you around in the air as you both laughed. 
You leaned down and splashed Joe with some water, while you laughed at him. He stood there soaking wet, his jaw dropped on the ground. 
“I’m definitely getting my revenge for that.” Joe warned you.
You squealed, running away from him as he tried to splash you with some water. Eventually, he had caught up to you as he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you deeper into the ocean. Both of you not caring if your clothes were all wet. By the time the sunset was setting on the horizon, you both were laying on the sand as you tried to get your clothes to dry off. You sat up and rubbed Joe’s back softly, making him hum in approval. 
“Relaxed?” You asked.
“Very.” He closed his eyes for a moment.
He was laying on his stomach while he rested his head on both of his arms. His curly hair was all disarray and flowing through the wind. You couldn’t help but smile and adore all parts of him. The pink and orange skies were reflecting through his butterfly soft skin, and it made him look even more mesmerizing through your eyes. 
“C’mere.” Joe fluttered his eyes open and one of his arms reached for you as he flipped himself over and laid on his back.
You laid next to him, your head resting on his chest as Joe brushed your hair softly with his fingers. 
“I hope I don’t get you in too much trouble.” You said.
Joe chuckled, “You don’t. I get myself in enough trouble even if you aren’t here. Plus, I love these kinds of moments with you.”
“Yeah?” You glanced up at him with a grin.
“Yes. I love that I’m able to do my work and I still get to spend time with you and be with you to explore different things and places.”
“Well, I’m glad because I love doing all of these things with you too.” You smiled, reaching to kiss his cheek. 
You both waited ‘til the sun had completely set on the horizon before Joe had wrapped his jacket around you since the temperature had dropped at night. The train ride back to the hotel was quiet, and you had fallen asleep in his arms. By the time the train arrived back to Paris, it was late at night and both of you were pretty exhausted that you just crashed the moment you arrived back in the hotel room. 
The Dior photoshoot was fast moving, and Joe was kept busy the whole day. You sat in his dressing room that day and scrolled through the internet again. Halfway through, you had found yourself watching him getting his photos taken. Alex, however, had kept a strict watch on you. You knew he was furious about the whole getting in the train and going to the beach thing, so you couldn’t blame him. 
“Hey, I talked to Alex and they don’t need me here again until Friday.” Joe muttered to you when he was on his break. 
You smiled. “Yeah? Why do you have that devious smile on your face?” 
“How’s Lyon sounding to you right now?” 
You raised your brow, “It sounds perfect, honestly.”
“After the shoot, yeah?” 
You chuckled and nodded your head as Joe got dragged back in the little studio for more photos. You turned to your left and saw Alex giving you a look. You didn’t say anything and gave him a small wave as he shook his head. 
There was another hour of waiting for Joe after that, but you didn’t mind because you absolutely enjoyed every minute of it and enjoyed watching him work. You could tell he was having so much fun too, and you couldn’t help but feel proud of him. This was his first designer ambassador brand, and you were so happy for him. 
“So, how long do you think it will take for Alex to call—” You were interrupted that afternoon with Joe’s phone ringing.
Just in time. 
You could hear Alex sighing loudly through the phone. “At least tell me where you are.” Alex sounded defeated. 
“Lyon.” Joe grinned. “I’ll be back, I promise—”
“I know.” Alex replied, “Just be on time please.” 
“I will.” 
“Have fun.” 
Just like that, Alex had hung up the phone. 
“Fucking wanderers.” Alex muttered under his breath as he shook his head. 
You grinned at Joe as he gave you an approving smile on his face. You knew right then that Alex was fine with it, or atleast, he had no choice anyway. Looking out the window of the train, you leaned back on Joe’s side as he wrapped an arm around you and your fingers intertwined with his. You let out a sigh of relief as you both continued blissfully in another adventure together. 
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geritsel · 9 months
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Valentin Serov - three wintery pastel drawings
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inhousearchive · 3 months
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House-ads for The Wanderers (1988).
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lobbycards · 3 months
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The Wanderers, Spanish lobby card. 1979
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hanasauria · 3 months
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"We are The Wanderers and this is our first album: Curse of Strahd!" I had this crazy idea on my mind for a while so I draw it for our Curse of Strahd campaign. My half elf always looks worried/sad/scared hehe
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Katsuhiko Jinnai Appreciation Post
Greatest man to ever come out of high school politics!
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hatchi-matchii · 5 months
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Hello sailor-
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By Petr Sukhodolsky (1879).
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Ken Wahl 🎬
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Round 1
Pleases Listen to the songs
Field (Main Street) ~ Early Version
Tomahawk Head
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guzhufuren · 29 days
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it doesn't even matter that they aren't in a period drama, don't have a cliff nearby or that they are in a damn spaceship, chinese gays just gotta have an angsty gay fall
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petiteclover · 6 months
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Karen Allen in a publicity still from The Wanderers, 1979.
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geritsel · 8 months
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Petr Sukhodolsky - winter landscapes
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Chapter Nine: The Wolf
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Watching her struggle, seeing her own weariness, Kaidan had never despised Kinloch Hold like this.  His nature was to think the best of people and situations—to make the best, when necessary.  But all he could do after the tracing spell and lighting their way during the search, and that blizzard, was sleep and eat a mouthful here and there.  He destroyed his feet just walking.  They didn’t want the mages strong in any sense of the word.  He could see clearly that the very idea that a mage might not be on the verge of collapse after a major act of spellcasting was anathema to the Chantry.  And when Nathaly needed him, he could barely keep himself going.
Kaidan pulled on his boots—agony—and trudged out towards the road. 
Every step brought a fresh round of stabbing pain as his barely-healed blisters cracked anew.  The soreness in his feet had become a permanent ache so severe he’d wondered if it was some kind of stress fracture.  His footwear wasn’t built for walking league after league like this.
In fact, it took so much concentration just to keep putting one foot in front of the other without stopping or stumbling that he didn’t notice Garrus draw up beside him until the other man cleared his throat.  “What does that mean?  That thing you said?”
His brain groped after words.  Ahead, Nathaly’s head lolled against Ash’s shoulder.  “What thing?”
“When you woke up.  ‘We have to bury the wolf.’”  Garrus gave him a look that was at once baffled and wary. 
A bit of the dream came back to him.  Easy to place, even if he didn’t recall saying anything to Garrus, and wouldn’t have mentioned any piece of it voluntarily.  “Why does it matter?”
He shook his head.  “It’s something Nathaly says sometimes, to herself.  When she’s exhausted, like you, or when we’re really fucked.”
Kaidan’s lips pressed together.  He didn’t know what to make of that, but it hurt.  It hurt a lot.  The worst kind of nostalgia always did.
They trudged on in silence. 
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The Wanderers, Spanish lobby card. 1979
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