#mirmb reads

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Without a Cure!

Never had less effort been put into naming a poison! Even though

Shen Qingqiu had read the original work and had long known about this rare poison, he couldn’t help lampshading and ranting at the pragmatism of “Great Master” Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky’s naming sense!

The man is dying and he still finds the time to lecture Great Master Airplane about his naming sense.

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Shen Qingqiu didn’t even want to pretend to meditate, so he lay on the bed, just pretending to be dead.

What a vibe!

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Therefore, the Endless Abyss scenario was unavoidable. And as this novel’s number one loser, number one scum villain, the execution of this glorious task, naturally, absolutely, inescapably, fell to Shen Qingqiu.

Shen Qingqiu, Olympic Gold Medal winner "Pole-Vaulting to Conclusions without evidence"

In all seriousness there is a ton of layers in this and it reveals so much about Shen Qingqiu's character. He knows that he's canon fodder, and while he would "cling to the main leads thighs" to avoid is undesirable fate. He also is not willing to put anyone else but himself in the path of Lou Binghe's revenge/anger.

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Having received approval, Luo Binghe once again blossomed like a spring flower. Shen Qingqiu watched him bloom, and without knowing why, his hand suddenly itched, wanting to pat that head again. Was it possible that Bing-ge’s head had a special magnetic field? That would explain why he couldn’t control himself.

I love these moments, where the characters are just beginning to grow an attraction to each other and are trying to figure out why they want to touch the other all the time, or cook for them. Its so sweet, my doctor is putting me on a sugar free diet!

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One had to admit, “Great Master” Airplane was genuinely good at nailing what people found satisfying. Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help giving Luo Binghe another glance.

The way this man is telling on himself...

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This job’s opportunities for growth were really terrible.

I am in (platonic) love with Shen Qingqiu. He's so dry-witted and absolutely hilarious.

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Shen Qingqiu looked down at that face, as beautiful as a fine woman’s, and his dreams shattered and died. The fantasies he’d always held, destroyed.

Shen Qingqiu is turned off because Liu Qingge's face was "too feminine" 🤣

I'm only two chapters in and Shen Qingqiu has been consistent hilarious and enchanting, possibly even more so then Wei Wuxian.

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Shen Yuan had been especially fascinated with him. In his headcanon, Liu Qingge had been a sharp and manly man, powerful and magnificent. A war god, right?!

Its Wei "I'm not attracted to men. I just point out how pretty they are every chance I get ☺️" Wuxian in a different font.

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When he spoke these words with awe-inspiring righteousness, not only were the demons at a loss for words, Shen Qingqiu himself felt that his inner face reddened slightly.

Immortal Master, weren’t you the one who sent your disciple out to be abused by others?!

When you can't stand your own grandstanding.

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Shen Qingqiu gazed down at the horrible state of “Die-er”: four limbs twisted and broken, bleeding from the seven facial apertures. He turned away, bombarding his own brain with a barrage of his three reasons until they blocked out the screen of his mind.

He's handling it well....

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I have learned things today.

Are they good things? Perhaps.

A short list of things Sunday has taught me.

Sibling thinks my tame response to "I don't like Jiang Cheng, but I defend him" post is 'being unfair'. (For context I wrote a longer post breaking down each point OP. I haven't posted it here. Yet.) I let sibling read it, and they said I was being "too hard."

Never engage with TERFS on Twitter. It's not good for anyone involved.

Diy-ing your own shit can get a bit expensive.

Time for mirmb to sleep.