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eppujensen · 2 months ago
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LOVE the black entryway wall with little white stars! (Which is a surprise, since I don't typically care for black and white decor.) By Cassie Bustamante.
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How do i explain to someone that half of the things i listen to on Spotify is literally just white men singing about weird shit while screaming into the mic
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mauraeyk · 6 months ago
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RUBY BELL AND JAMES BEAUFORT 1.06 | Maxton Hall
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mxtxfanatic · 2 months ago
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What finally pushes Wei Wuxian into a qi deviation isn’t the fact that Jiang Cheng showed up to hate-crime him and Lan Wangji, but the fact that Wei Wuxian showed up with the best of intentions—informing his dead guardians of his intentions to marry—just to be goaded into attacking their son in front of their tablets, the highest form of disrespect he could’ve performed in front of them. That Jiang Cheng could drag him down to such a level as to engage in something so disrespectful when Wei Wuxian showed up specifically to pay his respects is why it should not surprise anyone that Wei Wuxian’s last thoughts on Lotus Pier is that he wants to leave and never return:
It was only proper to show respect for the deceased. After all, they were at an ancestral hall.
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Jiang Cheng was exactly who Wei WuXian had wanted to avoid; the last person he wanted to be seen by. Now that Jiang Cheng had found him, he knew he probably couldn’t escape fast enough without having harsh words flung his way. Wei WuXian didn’t want to start any unnecessary conflict, so he said, “I didn’t bring HanGuang-Jun anywhere that contained the Lotus Pier’s secrets. I’m just here to offer a few incense sticks to Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu. We are just leaving.”
—Chapt. 87: Core (Part 9), boat-full-of-lotus-pods
He turned to Jiang Cheng and said, “Jiang Cheng, listen to yourself. Do you even hear what you’re saying? Don’t forget who you are. You’re the leader of a sect. To insult a fellow cultivator from one of the Four Great Sects in front of Uncle Jiang and everyone’s memorial tablets. Where are your manners?”
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All three of them had weapons out in front of the ancestral hall now. Jiang Cheng’s eyes were bloodshot as he snarled, “Fine! If you want a fight, then let’s fight! You think I’m afraid of you two?!” But just a few strikes later, Wei WuXian remembered, startled, that they stood before the ancestral hall of the Yunmeng Jiang Sect. He had only just knelt and prayed in front of Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu for their protection a few moments ago. And now he was attacking their son with Lan WangJi right under their nose! As if a bucket of cold water had just been dumped over him, suddenly, spots appeared in front of Wei WuXian’s eyes and his vision darkened.
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Wei WuXian did not answer him. Instead, he said, “Lan Zhan...... Let’s go.” Immediately. And never come back.
—Chapt. 88: Core (Part 10), boat-full-of-lotus-pods
Tellingly enough, Jiang Cheng does not hold the same sense of shame in the fact that he instigated a physical fight in the resting place of his ancestors nor that his intentions weren't to maintain decorum when he followed wangxian into the ancestral hall to begin with. In fact, he is fueled by rage to the point of irrationality before he even steps foot into the ancestral hall, so much so that he cannot even accept wangxian disengaging from the fight and attempting to leave on their own:
All the signs pointed to the same conclusion—there was now something more between Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi. Unable to make himself turn away or step forward to speak to them, Jiang Cheng had concealed himself and followed after them, reinterpreting their every exchange and gesture through a coloured lens. Feelings of disbelief, strangeness, and slight, mild disgust had momentarily been enough to overcome Jiang Cheng’s hatred. It was only when Wei WuXian had brought Lan WangJi into the ancestral hall that Jiang Cheng’s anger reawakened. The repressed, overwhelming rage consumed his rationality and manners.
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Lan WangJi harbored no more desire to continue the fight with Jiang Cheng. Wordlessly, he pulled Wei WuXian onto his back and turned to leave. Jiang Cheng was plagued by alarm and suspicion. He was alarmed by the terrifying sight of blood suddenly oozing out of Wei WuXian’s qiqiao. Yet he was suspicious of whether the man was faking it for an excuse to run away. After all, it was a prank that Wei WuXian had pulled quite often in the past. At the sight of the two men leaving, Jiang Cheng called, “Stop!”
—Chapt. 88: Core (Part 10), boat-full-of-lotus-pods
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froody · 2 months ago
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Please tell me your ghost stories in the tags.
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teeth-draws · 4 months ago
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This was meant to be the first picture in a series but ummm idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Rising from the dead to doodle my favourite boy from @shepherds-of-haven
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unitedfrontvarietyhour · 7 months ago
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Here's something I never thought I'd say: "The new Macklemore track is lit, and I'm so glad he made it."
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andallshallbewell · 2 months ago
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grimfolks · 1 month ago
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enekjaer ↳ town
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astaroth1357 · 2 years ago
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Imagine this. In the game says demons are stronger than humans in phisical strenght, so the house and everything is adapted to their strenght so they don't break anything. Poor MC struggles to open doors or lifting everyday stuff because is more heavy and sturdy...
Reminds me of that one SpongeBob episode where someone puts a drink on Spongebob's palm but he just can't lift it to save his life-
But it's a full grown MC struggling to lift a pen for some reason and all of the bros are like, "Um, you good there? You should go to the gym."
I bet even Luke would be stronger than they are, too. He'd open doors for Solomon because Simeon thinks it's funny to watch the sorcerer struggle.
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eppujensen · 3 months ago
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Wow, what a closet transformation! Personally I'm not big on checks, but I do LOVE the pale, untreated wood shelves and door cubbies. How-to by Jenni at Dear Lillie Studio.
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princemullet · 4 months ago
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imagine having your baby grand piano be transgendered without even being asked... ach....
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drawing I started before finishing aa4 (20 hr game that took me three years <3 finished on 4th of July lmao ironic) and also confirming my top surgery appt (coming soon to theaters in september)! very excited to have those unfortunate additions to my character design be cinematically sliced off with a sword (that's how it works right)
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(close ups below the cut <3
maybe one day I'll be evil and make myself stitch together the painting process seperated into 9 different procreate files and 2 CSP files that I didn't record the process of oh my godi'vebeenworkingonthissincefebruaryiwillkillsomeoneoneofthesedayswhydidthistakesolongohmygodohmygod )
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hesbuckcompton-baby · 11 months ago
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Not Strong Enough, boygenius / Band of Brothers (2001) / 1917 (2019) / SAS: Rogue Heroes, Season 1 / The Shadow in My Eye/The Bombardment (2021) / All Quiet on The Western Front (2022)
this one goes out to my fellow boygenius lover @xxluckystrike
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rinpenrose1900 · 11 months ago
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every time you think i've forgotten about this account, boom. i re-emerge . this time i come to you with Secret Knowledge. this one's for you, my 1,107 tumblr followers.
there will likely be a new Gin Stream next month. don't say i don't feed you guys well. the people who follow rinpenrose1900 are my favourite children
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newyorkthegoldenage · 7 months ago
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A sailor and his girlfriend dance the Jitterbug at the Hurricane Dance Hall, April 1943.
Photo: Gordon Parks, via Granger/Fine Art America
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lovesodeepandwideandwell · 2 months ago
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Besties give me a diplomatic phrasing to communicate "if I leave for the evening and tell you roughly when I'll be back and text 20 minutes before I'm home on your request, please be done having screaming sex by the time I'm home"
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