#also TY FOR SOUP

[icarrymany]

So happy the post about "stop policing what people do" was in fact about the post going around that it's everyone's fault that Evan left the internet + other actors. literally i blocked the person because... making something and putting it online means people are going to do things w it that u don't necessarily agree w !!! even if it sucks making things does mean people will take what they want from it and make it how they want !!!

also tbh hate the wording in the post about how.. m.h n e.m.h actors aren't celebrities and therefore can't be found attractive!! Like when did people start thinking you have to be extremely popular and well-known and famous 2 be attractive. literally the dudes look average but they also look exactly how I want to look in later life and I think finding average people attractive is actually good because??? 9/10 yr probably not gonna look like the next marvel actor.. ok sorry I am rambling SOOOO hard but you are just. So right and I'm giving you soup.

yeah fr the post didnt seem like it was coming from the right place to me. idk how true their claim is but i assure you fans finding A Guy on the screen pretty is not the issue. its when people go out of their way to say freaky shit to creators or harass them/their loved ones that this kind of thing is bad but. Finding a dude attractive doesnt mean someone is automatically gonna roll up to their social media like "ball pics now."

[plushie-lovey]

Reminder this is what she looks like! (these are pics taken from her listing, isn't she so cute?)

Also Soup Cousins are always named after food because I think it's silly and cute, so if you suggest a name keep this theme in mind.

[beeshoesometimesdraws]

Have another not very good god au question✨

Since these are the two gods you’ve revealed, how do our favorite marble countertop and active house fire feel about mortals? Besides them being their worshipers, what are their general feelings?

Unless I’m being stupid and you’ve mentioned it before—

PFFFF- MARBLE COUNTERTOP AND ACTIVE HOUSE FIRE IS CRAZYYYYY LMAO

I have not mentioned this before I don’t think, I haven’t been sharing much info on them yet since still working on stuff (though I should cuz I like word vomiting about my sillies hehe)

Onto the actual answer:

Lune has a mild interest in mortals, he thinks they’re interesting beings though he does not wish to be as involved with them as others nor does he envy them (they are on limited time after all).

He does pity them in a way for that exact reason though; many mortals have prayed and begged to him for more time, either for themselves or for people they care for, but those are prayers that he is rarely if ever able to answer. Everyone’s time runs out at some point and in his eyes there is little use trying to prolong the inevitable, nor do his duties allow him to as he is not the overseer of life nor death, he is just the keeper of time.

As for Scorch, he also has a mild interest in mortals (more so than Lune)

He also finds them to be rather interesting though unlike Lune he does enjoy being more involved, at least to an extent. As I stated before, he has no issue giving his blessings to power hungry mortals as long as they respect him and give him good enough offerings in return. He likes to watch the build up and eventual fallout like a soap opera; again he has no issue putting other mortals at risk and giving power to those who porbablyyy shouldn’t have it in order to get entertainment and further his own power.

Outside of that though, he has little interest in the more mundane aspects of mortal life and only really focuses on his own devoted worshippers and their endeavors.

There are other gods who are a lot more involved with mortals and like them more (Alpenglow being one of them) but I will not talk about them yet (unless asked)

[bug4932]

You're sooooo talented and soooooo funny I'm so grateful 2 chloe for unleashing you on the desolate dustbowl of an ecosystem

saying these nice things to me?! look in a mirror mf!!!!!!!!

[bsideheart]

MARRTYYYYYY THEY WERE ABOUT TO PLAY DEATH RATTLE BUT THE SHOW GOT CUT SHORT BY THE FUCKING COPS (love the new pfp !!!)

WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK MAN THAT'S EVIL D:< what did they ever do to deserve that . tf

[anon-apple]

Hot Soup and Soft Bread 12

Table of Contents and Synopsis <- Chapter 11 Read on WordPress here

Chapter 12: Instant Noodles with an Egg VI

Zhong Qiuyan held Zhou Cunqu’s hand and the two of them walked out a bit further from Breadfruit Street. That day, Cunqu told Qiuyan that he had a cousin named Zhou Pianyan who was the editor of a children’s magazine. He wanted to help A’Shan submit his story to be published.

But after Qiuyan contacted this cousin on behalf of Cunqu, she said: “Tell him to come see me himself.”

Cunqu didn’t say anything to that. Qiuyan held his hand and said: “No rush. It’s not like A’Shan’s in a hurry. He writes stories to pass the time anyways.”

Their midnight walks felt increasingly more like a date rather than a session to help with Cunqu’s recovery. After the date, Qiuyan always walked Cunqu back to the fifth floor. He would cling to him, hugging his waist and pressing him into his embrace as they kissed. Only after the kiss would he let him go.

Sometimes, Cunqu worried that Qiuyan didn’t have enough time to sleep and might have an accident at work so he would let him stay over in his room. But Qiuyan never just obediently went to sleep, instead, he stuck by Cunqu’s side and pinched and rubbed him here and there.

Because of how early he needed to get up, he sometimes would walk out of Cunqu’s room and run into Liu Xiaoying who was heading out for her morning exercises. He’d quietly sneak out of the condo, wait for Xiaoying to get downstairs, sprint up the stairs with the breakfast he bought, then open the door with Cunqu’s keys. He’d place the food on top of Cunqu’s nightstand and send a text message: Darling, breakfast is on the nightstand, don’t forget to eat it~ 

When Cunqu read the text upon waking, his first reaction was to find it both amusing and endearing. 

When Qiuyan was at work, he didn't text Cunqu much even during the breaks. He didn’t want to get distracted. After finishing his shift in the evening, he carried a bag and went to buy new books for Cunqu. The latter sent a text: Grandma said it’s almost dinner time, are you coming?

Qiuyan replied: I’m buying new books for our clever little bookworm. 

Cunqu laughed as he read the text on the phone screen. Qiuyan was capable of giving him hundreds of nicknames in a single day. Cunqu thought for a bit and texted back: Thank you Dudu baby.

Qiuyan cackled when he read the reply. 

That night, when they went downstairs for their walk, Cunqu said that he had made up his mind to meet up with Zhou Pianyan. Pianyan had a young child and couldn’t come out to see him at night. So Cunqu could only meet her during the day. To Cunqu, this was another challenge. 

Qiuyan said he would accompany him. That way if Pianyan did anything rude, then he wouldn’t be polite either. Cunqu smiled and said: “Yan-jie[1] isn’t like that.”

They decided to meet at Pianyan’s home. Qiuyan planned to drive Cunqu there. He watched Cunqu change his clothes and stand in the bathroom tying up his hair. He tied it, untied it, then tied it again. Cunqu finally asked Qiuyan, a bit exhausted: “Don’t I look quite awful right now?”

Qiuyan closed the bathroom door with his foot and hugged Cunqu as he replied: “You look great.” He then kissed Qiuyan’s cheeks and continued, “Don’t worry.”

That day was the first time Cunqu saw the staircase in the daylight. Grandma’s home was in fact quite old. Rust was prominent on the bars underneath the staircase handrail, and the walls were mottled with small advertisement leaflets. Qiuyan stood a few stairs below him and held out his arm as he said: “The pumpkin carriage has arrived downstairs. Let’s go, little princess Zhou Cunqu.” Cunqu couldn’t help but laugh.

When they reached the first floor, the “Double Yolk Egg” Grandpas turned their heads in tandem. One of them said: “Who is this? Someone from our building?” “From our building?”

“You’ve seen this person before?” “Haven’t seen this person before.”

The two got into Qiuyan’s car together. The two grandpas were still doing question and answer. “Is this new resident a guy or a girl?” “Was that person just now a guy or a girl?”

The car drove through the daytime streets. Cunqu felt that his eyes were having a hard time adjusting to the bright summer afternoon sunlight. Qiuyan played some gentle music in the car and then said: “Look ge. The little ducks in Moonlake Park are finally awake. We’re going to pass by the city’s art museum soon, then we’ll arrive after one more turn.”

Cunqu squinted his eyes and didn’t say anything. When they arrived at Zhou Pianyan’s home, Qiuyan said: “If it’s too much, let’s not go up. It’s not like you are responsible for helping A’Shan submit his story.”

Cunqu stayed silent for a bit, then he turned and smiled at him. He said: “The ball is about to begin, help me down from the carriage.”

As they entered the elevator, Qiuyan could feel that Cunqu was trembling. Twenty-nine years of someone’s life would be filled with countless restless, stuffy, stretches of daytime. Unfortunately in Cunqu’s case, those daytime meomries are anything but pleasant. 

When they reached the 10th floor, Qiuyan led Cunqu out of the elevator. The door to condo 1001 was open. When Pianyan settled down, bought this place, and did the interior design, she asked for and followed Cunqu’s advice. So he was rather familiar with the layout of the place. Pianyan was leaning against the wall at the entryway. He smiled at her. Pianyan suddenly covered her mouth and started crying. She couldn’t stop crying. She reached out and hugged Cunqu as she repeatedly said: “You are so thin now, you are…” 

The baby in the stroller in the living room also abruptly started crying. Qiuyan ran over and held her. Pianyan finally let go of Cunqu and turned to look at her child. Qiuyan held the five-month-old infant and grinned as he said to Cunqu: “Ge, you want to try holding her? She’s so warm to hug.”

Even by the time Pianyan came over and sat down on the couch she was still ruminating over this, mumbling: “He didn’t say she was cute, or that she feels so light to hold. He said that my daughter feels warm….?” 

Qiuyan said: “Hold it hold it, jie. We didn’t come to have a philosophical discussion on this.”

Pianyan took a look at A’Shan’s draft and agreed that the story wasn’t bad and they could try publishing it. She placed down the papers and once again stared at Cunqu. Her eyes reddened again and she lightly said: “I was scared that you wouldn’t be willing to come. In the past two years, I was afraid to even think about you. In the past, was there anything I did wrong?”

Cunqu smiled and said, “Don’t think that way.”

When they were heading back out, Pianyan hugged Cunqu and wouldn’t let go. Qiuyan pried at her hands and said: “Ok that’s enough, enough. He’s about to break.”

Pianyan held her daughter and walked them downstairs. Qiuyan started up his car. Cunqu had his head lowered all the way until they were about to exit this residential community. Then, he turned and looked at Pianyan. His tears suddenly started falling. This was the first time Qiuyan had seen him cry like that and hurriedly drove to a stop at the side of the road.

They stopped there for a long time. Cunqu cried until he was almost out of breath. He trembled as he stared at his own hands which were basically only skin and bones. Qiuyan held his hand with one hand and helped him wipe away his tears with the other. He lightly said: “Don’t cry anymore. Let’s go home and eat something good. What do you want to eat?”

Cunqu kept his head lowered. After a while, he lightly let out a sigh. “Let’s go,” he said.

Qiuyan started up the car again. The scenery outside the car windows rewound itself. They passed the art museum, Moonlake Park. Cunqu stared blankly at the row of pig bobbleheads. He suddenly said: “I want to eat instant noodles.”

Qiuyan glanced at him and said: “No problem. Whatever flavor you want, we have it.”

Cunqu wiped away the tear stains on his face and said: “And I want to add a fried egg on top.”

Qiuyan laughed, “Even if you wanted to add my heart, I would be ok with it.”

-> Chapter 13

Footnotes

[1] Zhou Pianyan is his older cousin, and it’s perfectly normal to refer to older female cousins that aren’t your actual sisters (or any slightly older female you’re close to) as “jie” aka older sister. Same concept as “ge” aka older brother. Also Qiuyan shortens “Pianyan” to “Yan.” Side note, while I translated all the names in the anglicized fashion of a single string as the first name, it’s more accurate to Chinese to actually write them as separate syllables because each Chinese character maps to one syllable. For example, Pian Yan instead of Pianyan. Same for Qiu Yan, Cun Qu, Xiao Ying, etc.

[estrogenblast]

Tagged by @dickmaster (animal, season, place, flower, character, hobby, food, crystal, color)

My kitty cat Lemon, Autumn, parking lot (again), lavender, Hornet Hollow Knight, screenprinting, tortilla soup I made moments before posting, mahogany obsidian, AF69EF (orchid purple)

[realjoehours]

prime example of to be loved is to be changed spotted on my pinterest!

[plasticsandwich]

hello stranger, your post with the fish joke abt a cold appeared on my for you tab and i wanted to wish you well, as i have just gotten over a cold myself and sympathize with you. take care, stay hydrated!

us sick fucks gotta look out for each other

[taocc-updates]

guys is anyone free right now? i must socialize!!! and idk whos busy and whos not!!!!. i need to throw silo at someone!!!

also. just a small ramble. i was going to send an ask to cardlan and i didnt realize cardlan was like. Not doing so well. whoops?

-mod soup

[girls-and-honey]

Well now I’m going to ask about the soup 🥣

asdlkfsj I felt like this was coming eventually, let's talk about the soup

soup is my go-to gender analogy, described briefly in the tags of this reblog. it's also why my gender tag for posts that resonate and/or stir up good questions is ohhh this is going in the soup

I've really loved having this kind of system on tumblr because I still don't have an eloquent short and sweet description of what gender means to me or what my gender even is but I don't feel like I need one. all these posts I'm collecting in the tag come together and give the right overall vibe and that's cool with me

for a while I did feel like I needed to figure it all out or find an exact answer, and seeing other people be chill and and not worry about labels (for other aspects of identity too) helped me take a step back and not take it so seriously. now I allow myself to sort through things with more of a thought-experiment approach than a problem solving one which has been tremendously less stressful and interestingly (somehow?) more productive

[plushie-lovey]

New Soup Cousin obtained!!!!

This is Cookies! Yes the name is plural. In the future there'll be another Soup Cousin to join the pack named Cream. In the meantime we have her brother! And he's a very special pup. He has a pawprint over his eye!!

TY Pluffies Dotter's spots are random all over, so this plush got a very lucky. Isn't he cute?

Like Bagel, he's a bit taller than Soup, but we love him all the more for it

Here's a family photo! (Minus Cream Cheese. Sorry, Cream Cheese)

Special shout out to my datemate for telling me about him! Welcome to the family, Cookies :D

[paperconsumption]

maomao symbol for all your maomao needs

ohhh very lovely thank you for the maomao symbol. it looks like soup to me

[youngpettyqueen]

least favourite canadian delicacy ;)

oh shit thats a good one. hm...

apparently split pea soup is a Canadian food? ill go with that. cannot stand the texture or the look or anything about it really. blegh

for a hotter take tho ill say that im suuuuuper picky about poutine. I dont like gravy, I literally only like it on poutine, so as a result im super picky with poutine and will very rarely eat it. good poutine is sooooooo good but if its not good then its fucking AWFUL there's literally no in between

[supercantaloupe]

happy sleepover saturday my dude!! im watching the lego movie for the first time with a friend and trying not to die (<- has zero spice tolerance but is also not immune to kung pao chicken's allure) (its so tasty.... 🥺) what are some of your favorite animated movies? do you like spicy food/do you have a spice tolerance? 💖

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON!! great movie and genuinely one of the best film scores ever written. the sequels are not bad too but nothing beats the original. into the spiderverse of course and the mitchells vs the machines...spirited away and princess mononoke...ratatouille, the incredibles, monsters inc, good classic pixar...shrek 1 and 2 (obv), kung fu panda (esp 2), road to el dorado, prince of egypt, good classic dreamworks...it's kinda tough to think of movies that aren't just at the top of Anyone's list of good animated movies tbh. shoutout to chicken run and wallace and gromit curse of the wererabbit -- DELIGHTFUL aardman films. there's also a 2010 japanese animated film called colorful that i like quite a bit, i've been meaning to rewatch that.

and yes i love spicy food! i'm not a masochist about it and i do have my limits but i usually like to go for like a 3/5 or a medium spicy option when presented with a choice of spice level, and i can usually tolerate more chili spice than my friends. we grow a LOT of hot peppers in our garden at home every summer and have a lot of fun cooking with them all year (they freeze really well!)

[ask meme]

[honeyviscera]

hands you a bowl of soup i hope you feel better soon

thank u xílgaro :(( <3333