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[pansypicnic]

love as hunger, hunger as a driving force for life

[astarionancuntnin]

small talk around the campfire is always.......enlightening

(more bg3)

[ballofbitter]

When the curtains call the time Will we both go home alive? It wasn't hard to realize Love's the death of peace of mind [x]

[transformers-synergize]

little update on the project and the comic

[bluecapsicum]

[updatingranboo]

from ranboo’s insta broadcast channel :]

[yanguazalie]

It's Mandy, everyone! 🎉🎉

[belovedstill]

svsss 10th anniversary snippets [ 1/7 ] ▶ three bows @ ao3 | bingqiu | introspective, getting married

The first time Luo Binghe had ever bowed to Shen Qingqiu, tea was spilled over his head.

That memory is hazy now. He doesn't think back to those early days much now that fate has finally, finally opened its cold eyes to his past suffering. Everything important has changed, yet remained the same.

Cang Qiong Sect used to be a place he called home, with a shizun, a childhood friend, and the remaining people who made it a point to show he wasn't wanted there. Now, it's still a home whenever Shizun stays there, the childhood friend still greets him with kindness, even if a little more distant, and the rest of the sect still want him anywhere but there. Nobody dares raise a hand this time.

The past needs no ruminating on. It existed. It passed. It's dead and not mourned anymore.

He bows among the bamboo stalks, eyes on the blue of the sky, the green of the leaves, the tranquillity of the nature. Red robes similar to his own whisper with movement by his side.

Where he is now—when he is now—makes his heart beat faster. Now is good. Now is better than he's ever imagined it would be.

He bows to the wooden box, painted by Shizun himself, filled with precious cargo: his very first jade pendant; an old note with Su Xiyan's and Tianlang-Jun's scribbled handwriting; a wooden tablet with elegant strokes of two given names to the family name of Shen, both unfamiliar to him, offered in fragile silence. In the corner of his eye, Shizun moves in time with him.

Two cups filled with tea rest on a tray between them. The first time he'd ever bowed to Shen Qingqiu, tea was spilled over his head.

This time, when Luo Binghe bows to Shen Qingqiu, Shen Qingqiu bows along with him.

Red-clothed arms linked together, one teacup held in his trembling hand and another resting in Shen Qingqiu's steady one, they drink at the same time.

[thatscarletflycatcher]

Leafed through what I think is one of the best Spanish translations of North and South, 30 dead, 79 injured.

[cjoat-boost]

This is a Medium Friend Link of the article; so you can read through completely without being blocked by a paywall. @my-autism-adhd-blog @autisticadvocacy

IMPORTANT AWARENESS UPDATE:

@a-captions-blog

[goldentigerfestival]

Genealogy of the Condemned/Convicted novel manga first chapter is done and ready to go!

You can read it here and here (second link is recommended for the notes page specifically).

Things to be aware of with this manga:

This is a short manga of six chapters. It doesn't cover even the entire childhood arc, let alone the whole novel.

Some lines are taken directly from the novel, while others were similar but not identical, and others were changed to fit manga style dialogue bubbles.

Not everything in the manga is 1:1 with the novel, but it's all pretty close.

I hope you enjoy!

Translation by me.

Scans by @suguelya.

Cleaning by Jenners and myself.

Typesetting by me.

[quirkle2]

so what if . slime rancher au

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

Relationship: Kaisa/Johanna

Category: Teen and up audiences

Word count: 27.3k

Chapters: 7/7

Tags: 5+1 Things (loosely); Misunderstandings; Lack of Communication; Romantic Comedy; Idiots in Love; Fairies; not a single braincell in sight

🧚🏻‍♀️🍄Read it on ao3✨🔮

Preview:

Kaisa knew what she was as soon as her eyes landed on her for the first time.

The woman, who at the time had been strolling aimlessly around the library, might have looked inconspicuous to the untrained eye. She presented herself with a fairly human constitution, aside from the fact that no ordinary person could be quite that beautiful. But, with the standard way she carried herself, and the clearly extensive knowledge on how humans should behave, someone who didn’t know better might have shrugged the woman off as just a uniquely gorgeous person.

But Kaisa knew better. The newest patron in her library, and there was simply no way around it, was a faerie.

It was a good thing the librarian saw her first; not that she was in any way under the illusion that the fae couldn’t sense her, didn’t know she was there and watching her. But the lack of visual contact gave Kaisa a chance to gather her bearings, to identify why the energy coming off of this “person” was so much stronger than she’d see from any human, why it made her think of a golden sunset on meadows and drizzle on the canopy of trees.

Her energy imprint wasn’t as strong as Kaisa had felt from faeries before; there was something tame about it, something domesticated. Something that, even if it hadn’t been originally human, had been sufficiently squeezed and bent into a shape resembling it. Out in the woods, when any witch had to call for help from the good folk for whatever practice they were hoping to work on, this was not the energy they felt; Kaisa had witnessed enough of such workings to recognize the wild and boundless spirit of most faeries, like a tsunami that each of those witches brought unto themselves and could easily drown in were they not careful.

Comparatively, the woman gently running her fingers across the wooden carvings on one of the ceiling high bookshelves, smiling at it with the same gentleness of someone greeting an old friend, felt positively docile. Not a monstrous wave. Not an avalanche after the breaking of a dam. Rather, a river that ran with enough strength to carve its path in the rocks, but one inviting enough that children would play near it during summer – only getting hurt if they were a little stupid.

Yes, Kaisa thought, there was something about this faerie that was distinctively human.

Which didn’t do a single thing to change the fact that this was a faerie. In her library.

[starbiology]

Have you seen the Uni Clothing shopkeeper. Things are happening and I am scared

IT BEGIIIINSSSSS!!!!

[niymue]

i’ve been a headlineeffects off girlie for a long time but i’ve missed the little info bubbles and speech bubbles and the light dimmer and it turns out you CAN just remove the plumbob and keep the other headline effects too. life forever changed

[quibbs126]

@dampfur mentioned the Golden Cheese Kingdom reminding them of Deltarune and this is where my mind immediately went to