#yuanling

[fouryearsofshades]

逛摊子

Visiting the stalls by -阿舍-. The women in the figure are wearing Ming-style hanfu. All of them were wearing a mamianqun. The two women on the side were wearing a suling (standing-collar) as an undershirt with a panyuanling (round-collar) shan/ao. The women on the left wore a pair of gongxie. The two women in the middle wearing some sort of shuitianyi (patchwork gown, "paddy field garment").

[lascitasdelashoras]

wang yuanling

[average-hua-cheng-fan]

Hi my name is crimson rain sought flower and i make it rain blood (that's how i got my name) and i have a cursed saber with a sentient eye like blood and a lot of people tell me I look like Wu Ming (AN: if you don't know who he is, good!). I haven't seen His Highness in 800 years but I wish I could because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm an ancient demon but I look 20 years old. I have pale white skin. I'm also a devastation, and I'm one of the four calamities (I broke out of the kiln second). I'm a ghost (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly red. I love Ghost City and I'm the city owner there. Today I was wearing silver vambraces with matching silver jewelry and a red yuanling pao, my eyepatch, and black boots. I was wearing red lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking through Ghost City. It was very busy at the casino so a lot of people were betting their lives, which I was very happy about. A lot of heavenly officials in disguise stared at me. I put my middle finger up at them.

[hami-gua]

亲爱的将军 第三篇 Dear Beloved General Ch.3

I wrote this before Christmas and never really had the time to post it. Very minimal Chinese in this chapter.

Please read to the end for any explanations, references, questions, etc.

<上 下>

By the time you had arrived at the palace, the sun was starting to set. You looked out the window as more and more the lamps passing by. Then, you see the doors of the gate pass by. I that brief glance, you took note of the taotie lions engraved upon the gate. With the moments that followed, you see many people running around with their backs turned towards you. All you can see were women wearing red yuanlings and hats with lowered flaps adorned with flowers and pearls — all who seemed to by walking to where you could only assume is the castle. The carriage suddenly stops and you find yourself staring at a corridor afar. Turning you head, you see the attendant drawing back the curtains as Jing Yuan says, “We’re home!”

            Getting up, he hops out of the carriage as you follow suit. When your feet lands on the ground, you are immediately met with a looming castle. A gentle tug snaps you out of your daze. You look over to see Jing Yuan looking at you with a smile.

            “Come on! Let’s go! Mother is eagerly awaiting us!”

            “How…” you trailed off, finding yourself at a loss for words. Jing Yuan only giggles at your current state of mind as he drags you to the doors where a woman dressed in gentle hues of blue and purple with a silver coronet surrounded by various flowers stood, chatting with the general.

            “娘！” [Mother!]  Jing Yuan called out excitedly. The woman turned towards him with a smile and with open arms as Jing Yuan let go of your wrist to run to her. And upon reaching her, he jumps into her arms to which is mother in turn wraps him up in a tight hug.

            “I am happy to see that you’ve returned safe,” his mother said as he relaxes into the embrace. You merely glanced at them awkwardly, fidgeting with your fingers while debating on what to do. As if sensing your predicament, Jing Yuan’s mother breaks free from the embrace and looks at you with a gentle gaze.

            “And who might you be?” She asks.

            “She is—” the general started but he is promptly cut off when Jing Yuan’s mother shoots him a look. He clears his throat and merely stands back as Jing Yuan excitedly chimes in, “Father and I found her alone and knocked in a field. Then father said we should bring her back and now she’s here!”

            Did he just… In his excitement, Jing Yuan forgot many important details which made his explanation come out very… peculiar.

            Jing Yuan’s mother merely cleared her throat and looked at him with a teasing smile, “I love your enthusiasm dear, but might we not explain others in a way that makes them sound like lost cats?”

            Hearing his mother say that, Jing Yuan’s eyes widen until they were as big as bowls. He looks at her and then to you, then back to her and back to you again.

            “I’m sorry!” He apologizes.

You only smile in return, “You’re fine. I’m honestly more surprised that you likened me to a cat.”

Hearing that, Jing Yuan’s face looked as if it had boiled through. From his neck up to his ears, his whole head was a bright red. Upon seeing his expression, both his mother and the general burst out into laughing fits. Jing Yuan looked at them unimpressed, face still flushed. You, on the other hand, bit your lips to prevent a laugh from escaping — even going as far as pinching yourself to ensure that the laugh never escapes.

After they had calmed down, his mother held out a hand and beckoned you closer as she asked, “What is your name?”

“Yu Ming,” you answered.

“Oh! That’s a rather beautiful name! And who gave you that name?”

“Jing Yuan did madam.”

Jing Yuan’s mother looked back at Jing Yuan in surprise before turning back towards you.

“What happened to your old name?”

“I don’t remember my old name, ma’am.”

His mother’s hand enclosed yours. You feel the warmth emanating from her palms as she says, “There’s no need to call me ma’am. That’s too formal. Call me Auntie Liu instead.”

You said not a word, merely nodding in reply. Auntie Liu smiles a little wider whilst patting your hand, “From now on, this place is your home for as long as you wish.”

Right as she finishes her sentence, you feel your heart swell with warmth. A… home. Something you feared you would never have. And as she leads you into the castle, you feel that fear dissipate with the settled sun.

·～。景 。～·

            Upon hearing that you have not eaten dinner yet, Auntie Liu was quick to have the maids warm up some food. And when the food is served, you began filling your bowl with various dishes and proceeded to scarf them down after. Both the general and Jing Yuan were launched into fretting over you, telling you to slow down — only for their words to go in one ear and out the other. Auntie Liu merely sat next to you, giggling at their feeble attempt to get you to eat slower. When you had finally calmed down, Auntie Liu passed you a cup of tea while gently patting your back.

            “You must eat slowly dear child. Eating too fast will upset your stomach. And you needn’t worry about not eating enough. There’ll still be food for you tomorrow.”

            You nod as you finish your cup of tea. Auntie Liu stands up to which you follow too. She leads you into a separate room that houses a canopy-like bed, a vanity and wardrobe.

            “This was our guest room, but since you are staying with us, I am making this area yours. Permanently.”

            You hesitantly take a step in. Auntie Liu smile and enters the room as well. Taking your hand, she gently leads you to the bed and helps you up, then helps you take your shoes off and places them neatly below your feet. Slowly, she helps you out of your outer wear and helps loosen your hair before helping you into bed. You laid down on the bed as your neck rests upon a curbed ornate porcelain pillow. Helping you pull the covers over you, Auntie Liu bids you good night and blows out the candles, leaving once the room is thrown into darkness. You lay there, thinking about all that has happened today. And as you drift off to sleep, you could hardly wait for tomorrow.

            When you awoke the next day, you were greeted by open doors and an aroma of fresh, warm, food. Instantly, you jump up and out of bed right as a figure walked into the room. You jump in surprise when you hear an unfamiliar voice around your age speak, “M-my lady! Please let me help you!”

            You turned to see a girl with fox ears and dulled bluish hair standing near the door, holding onto folded clothes of a light red with slight hues of pink, and another of a light-yellow nearing white. The girl hurries in front of you and hastily places the clothes on the unmade bed. Taking the light red one, she has you hold out your arm and slips it on. Then she wraps the light yellow one around you and secures it around your waist. Gently taking a hold of your shoulders, she leads you to sit in front of your vanity and has you sit. She then takes a comb and begins doing your hair, combing and tying off where she needs. And as she worked, you asked, “I haven’t gotten a change to know of your name.”

            As she wraps your hair into a bun and applying beeswax to your hair, she replies, “This one’s name is Yukong.”

            “Yukong…” you murmured, testing her name.

            “From today onwards, I am to serve you — as instructed by madam Liu.”

            Once Yukong was done, she helped you out from your seat and led you to where you could only assume is your study. As the two of you entered, you spot a table full of food. Quickly, you approach it and sat down.

            “Madam told me about how you ate yesterday. She had the kitchen staff prepare all of these for you.”

            “But… what if I can’t finish?”

            “Ah, no worries. Madam said to save them for later if you can’t finish them. She just wants you to eat as much as you can.”

            You sat there still, not touching your chopsticks nor the spoon. Yukong looked at you then at the table in confusion.

            “My lady?”

            “Hm?”

            “Is… there something wrong?”

            “Not really. I’m just waiting for you to sit so we can eat together.”

            Yukong only smiles as she says, “Us servant already ate. We eat separate from others.”

            Your mouth forms an ‘o’ as heat crawls up your spine in embarrassment.

            “S-sorry. I didn’t know.”

            “That is alright. Now why don’t you eat, my lady. Madam is thinking about starting your lessons today.”

            Getting all excited, you ate as much as you can, wanting to be ready for whatever Auntie Liu wanted to teach you. Watching you scarf down your food, Yukong finally understood what Jing Yuan meant when he ran into her earlier. And then on, you got another soul that frets over just how quickly you were eating.

            “My lady! Please remember what madam told you!”

            “Huh? Oh right! Oops. Hehe…”

Yuanling or rather yuanling pao is a robe with origins from the middle east. It started becoming popular in China around late Sui and lasted until about Song dynasty. This garment is worn by both men and women of all classes, with Song female officials wearing yuanling pao adorned with embroidery and pearls.

If I made a basic Song dynasty pdf (or something alike) to help you guys better understand the story, would you guys read it? Or would you want it in general?

[ao3feed-moonknight]

原创/月骑哑弹出膛

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/j2hlBSb by YuanL Fire the Dud a fanfic of Moon Knight by AbysSuS.   summary： “月光骑士”是冷血、专业、从不失误的合约杀手，这很酷，但和史蒂文没关系，全是马克的工作。有一天，马克在执行任务的中途消失了，再没出现。现在轮到史蒂文趴在狙击枪的瞄准镜后面。 而史蒂文，众所周知，根本不会杀人。   note： 主史蒂文/马克，斜线有含义。 可能包含杰克&史蒂文，莱拉&史蒂文&马克，孔苏&马克等各种混沌邪恶暗示。 三人格共享一副躯体，这点不会更改。 Words: 24354, Chapters: 2/2, Language: 中文-普通话 國語 Fandoms: Moon Knight (TV 2022) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Marc Spector, Steven Grant (Marvel), Jake Lockley, Layla El-Faouly, Khonshu (Marvel), Ammit (Marvel), Arthur Harrow Relationships: Steven Grant/Marc Spector, Steven Grant & Jake Lockley, Jake Lockley & Marc Spector, Steven Grant & Jake Lockley & Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly & Steven Grant & Jake Lockley & Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly & Steven Grant, Layla El-Faouly & Marc Spector, Khonshu & Marc Spector, Ammit & Khonshu (Marvel) Additional Tags: 中长篇 详情见每章note read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/j2hlBSb

[valentine-cafe]

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ verse 9948e mèng yáo ⊹ ۪ ࣪

. ˚◞꒰ 🍪 grim reaper x trans!fem reader ꒱

Sitting beneath an overhang in the zhào estate. among the vast garden and surrounded by flowers even by the balcony steps, you watch as some of the young men of the estate rush around and throw water at each other.

the summer heat plaguing your human skin, sometimes you wish you could cool off the same as reapers could. but alas. you were not a practitioner. you were a maid of the estate.

a loyal one of that.

one of the lady’s most trusted. no many stood up for her when her deadbeat husband raged on with his suspicious activity. it was the only reason he left you alone too. he didn’t like when people were not scared of him.

and despite mèng yáo’s worries for you getting hurt by him one day. you waved it off and told her that a human like you was the furthest thing from a subject of interest for him. you had always been focused on making sure she felt safe and cared for along the rest of the maids.

a respected rank you had here at the large estate. you interacted with her kin too. you were fond of them, saddened by the fact you did not get to see them often.

you did enjoy the company of the younger son of hers, though sickly most of the time. he was a comfortable presence to have around when everything wasn’t riled up in chaos. he’d have bad episodes at times because of it. . .

snapped out of your thoughts, you hear footsteps approaching. head turned over your shoulder and eyes catching glimpse of the familiar lavender and black robes of your lady’s robes. her long black hair pulled into an intricate, vintage hairstyle of her own culture.

she walks towards you, a box in her hands. and you wonder immediately if it is a delivery to be made to someone.

so you rise from the ground and wander over to her. touching the hands that has caressed your face and body in so many loving ways before. tracing them gently.

“mrs. yuè mèng yáo, to whom shall i deliver this to.” you inquire, eyes landing at her soft, dioxazine ones. that with hundreds of years going by, has turned slightly amethyst. though still as vibrant as they ever have been. if not more.

light catches in her silver earring, glimmering. while her lips curl into a big smile and her hands hand the box over to you.

“well, if you would open the box my dear.” she whispers softly and chuckles at your puzzled expression.

such an odd request, you had never received one of those before.

so slowly, but with confusion, you open up the box. seeing a beautiful matching hanfu as her’s. one from the ming dynasty. a Yuanling Robe. alongside with an intricate silver hairpin, that at the end of it holds a moon shaped quartz, while amethysts hang from the edgs of it.

you look up at mèng yáo once again. even more confused than before.

she smiles, dark red lipstick catching your eyes before they shoot back up to hers.

“madame?”

“i would like you to deliver this to a very special maid of mine. one who truly means so much to me and makes me feel loved and safe more than i have in a few 80 years or so.” she declares, her fan unfurling and covering the bottom of her face.

“and tell her that it reminds me of her and all of her stages of blossoming into the most amazing woman i have ever known.”

you feel your entire body go slack. tears welling up in your eyes from the sheer devotion she has displayed for you.

if anyone has helped you along in this journey of transitioning, it is her. you have never felt more beautiful than you have now in the present day.

a flower bud on the cherry trees that bloomed a little too late but did with the encouragment of the tree itself.

“thank- thank you madame.” you thank her shakily. looking back down at the robe and up at her.

“come. come let us put it on you.” she chimes softly, happily waving you with her and whisking you off. pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek before getting to your lips.

[indiaepost]

Death toll rises to 5 in China's mountain torrents

The death toll has risen to five after torrential rains triggered mountain torrents in a county in central China’s Hunan Province, authorities said on Tuesday. Yuanling County initially reported four deaths and one person missing on Monday. The body of the missing individual was retrieved earlier on Tuesday, according to the county’s emergency management department, reports Xinhua news…

[fouryearsofshades]

一组汉洋折衷，画背景的时候想到，那么多仿古商业街的能不能搞个带npc的沉浸式朝代体验啊。像杭州这里的南宋御街宋城什么的，围一块出来还可以和别的景点还有本地民间故事联动一下。 比如说在严官巷打卡扫码可以获得【帮吃湖蟹拉肚子的皇上找到严大夫】的剧情：扫码后获得线索到商业街找到正在四处寻医的太监，触发对话后开始找严大夫，可以跟摊贩路人对话获取地点，完成后可以获得旅��纪念胸针/冰箱贴之类的小礼物。 还有岳王庙打卡可以获得【协助狱卒隗顺运送岳将军遗体逃离临安府】？然后雷峰塔的白蛇传剧情？六和塔有水浒传剧情？ 哎，想玩，我就想想 …[允悲]

A set of "Han-Yang zhezhong" [...] by -阿舍-. Han-Yang zhezhong is a fashion trend that refers to using western/European accessories when wearing hanfu. All the women in the figures were wearing Ming-style hanfu with various non-Chinese traditional elements such as shoes, handbags, belts etc.

[lingyumachinery12]

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Phone (wechat/whatsapp):

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Business Email:

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Keywords:

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Description:

Lingyu Machinery is a Chinese company that specializes in compressed air treatment. They produce refrigerant dryer, twin tower desiccant air dryer, modular desiccant air dryer, coalescing compressed air filter and nitrogen generator. The company was founded in 2009 and has been specializing in refrigerated air dryers and desiccant dryers for over 13 years. They are an influential provider of complete compressed air purification solutions in China. They introduced mature German technology with a high degree of automation. Last year the annual output exceeded 100 million CNY. At present, they have more than 200 employees on the production line. With excellent technical strength, Lingyu’s products are rated as high-tech products of Guangdong Province.

[darkflierazura]

Idk if these help or not. He’s often depicted with a yuanling pao, but the donghua (esp season 2 and the donghua promotional art) give him this diagonal folded robe instead.

a visual guide to all of hua cheng’s adaptations :D / follow for more hua cheng appreciation posts / transcribed notes + versions without my deisgn below the cut if you want this as a reference!

donghua

(by haoliners animation league) (i found multiple necklace designs in the manhua so i picked the most recent one - the S2 trailer)

very dark gray, straight hair

pointier nose

human ears

slightly paler than xie lian

parallelogram shaped eyepatch

thick braid

tall collar

broad shoulders

low neckline (cleavage)

tunic more form fitting

butterfly + geometric design (on belt and vambraces)

two belts

short red thread

e’ming has large red + white hilt

criss-cross chains (on boots)

white sole (on shoes)

book covers

(by 曰出的小大陽 / tai3_3)

same skin tone as Xie Lian

dark brown hair

trapezoid shaped eyepatch

very long hair + thinner hair

human ears

long nose, thinner face

red liner under the eyes

brain behind shoulder

big necklace charm

simple, loose fitting tunic

wavy + intricate design (on belt and vambraces)

long vambraces

minimal e'ming

endless red thread

lower boots

manhua

(by starember)

wavier, ink black hair

heavy eyeliner / shadow

mismatched earrings

very gray / pale skin

shield shaped eyepatch

arched eyebrow + piercing

lip glos

no hair strands in front of shoulders

beefy / dorito shaped

many outfits + hairstyles

extra straps on belt

pointy vambraces

floral design (on belt and vambraces)

very cool toned red

more detail overall

dark colored pants

e'ming is LONG

my design

(by @lazycranberrydoodles ) (subject to change)

blue / purple toned hair + skin

wolf cut type hairstyle

red & black eyeliner

trapezoid shaped eyepatch

pointy ears

black choker

lipgloss

many earrings (one is a fic reference :))

skinnier (died @ 17)

warmer toned red

big ol sleeves

floral + butterfly design (on belt and vambraces)

extra chain on belt for style

rings

simple e'ming

high boots w/ heel

[thingsdavidlikes]

012 by wang yuanling https://flic.kr/p/dnBvU6

[ao3feed-moonknight]

原创/月骑哑弹出膛

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wSZ6IPL by YuanL Fire the Dud a fanfic of Moon Knight by AbysSuS.   summary： “月光骑士”是冷血、专业、从不失误的合约杀手，这很酷，但和史蒂文没关系，全是马克的工作。有一天，马克在执行任务的中途消失了，再没出现。现在轮到史蒂文趴在狙击枪的瞄准镜后面。 而史蒂文，众所周知，根本不会杀人。   note： 主史蒂文/马克，斜线有含义。 可能包含杰克&史蒂文，莱拉&史蒂文&马克，孔苏&马克等各种混沌邪恶暗示。 三人格共享一副躯体，这点不会更改。 Words: 24354, Chapters: 2/2, Language: 中文-普通话 國語 Fandoms: Moon Knight (TV 2022) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Marc Spector, Steven Grant (Marvel), Jake Lockley, Layla El-Faouly, Khonshu (Marvel), Ammit (Marvel), Arthur Harrow Relationships: Steven Grant/Marc Spector, Steven Grant & Jake Lockley, Jake Lockley & Marc Spector, Steven Grant & Jake Lockley & Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly & Steven Grant & Jake Lockley & Marc Spector, Layla El-Faouly & Steven Grant, Layla El-Faouly & Marc Spector, Khonshu & Marc Spector, Ammit & Khonshu (Marvel) Additional Tags: 中长篇 详情见每章note read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wSZ6IPL

[psitrend]

Invisible people of Chongqing

New Post has been published on https://china-underground.com/2011/12/25/invisible-people-of-chongqing/

Invisible people of Chongqing

Photographer Wang Yuanling has shown his photos depicting some residents of Chongqing.

Images were taken in 2010, in Shibati village, an old slum, close to the city downtown. Soon, it will be demolished and its resident is moving to new areas.

Zhou Yunfang, 91, and his wife Zhang Junxiang, 71

Wang, 46

Li Qi-zhi, 54

Su-Hua Chen, 101

Shao Zhang, 81

Ren Yi

Wang Xiaomei, 24

Han Xue, 19

He Wenlin, 64

Tang Lizhong and his wife Tang Yexiang

Huang Junkai , 3

Zheng Jinlin, 45

Xu Lan, 62

Wang Xiuying, 72

Wang Junhua, 58

Cao Zhenchan, 47

Tang Xiande, 53

Yi Shuyun, 81

Yu Hai, 48

Zhang Yuan, 64

Feng Yuzhen, 78

#Chongqing, #Images, #Photography, #Shibati, #WangYuanling

[hatredcurse]

@whitedemontobirama // Tobirama said  ❝ i was never much of a dancer. ❞

“But, you’re a fighter, no?” 

In the dark of the night, the two of them stood in the middle of the large shrine hall. The several layers of honorary candles and lanterns lighting the hall, illuminating the ornate murals of Indra intersected with imagery of Buddha. Izuna stood in the middle of a mandala on the floor in his clan-robes; dark-red yuanling pao with black translucent wide-sleeve over coat, all neatly bounded at his thin waist by his belt. The corner of his eyes were painted red and it appeared as if he dressed himself for the occasion when Tobirama had requested his presence. His aesthetic completely in contrast to Tobirama’s deep blues. 

Testing the tension between the two of them, the Uchiha held his arms wide, allowing his body to warn the Senju that he will get closer and he will touch him to some capacity. “When you fight as proficient as you do, learning to dance is no different than that,” one hand grazing over Tobirama's shoulder, wrapping his fingers against the solidness of the muscle. “Imagine the steps of when you first learned to yield a blade and follow through the habit, I will follow you and correct you.”

Izuna’s other hand reached for Tobirama’s wrist, guiding him to hold Izuna's waist, over the belt. “For this particular dance, we will keep this space between us. It’s important to keep your arms rigid and stiff, otherwise you will look sloppy.” The free hand grasping the Senju's similarly empty one, pressing their palms together and away from their bodies. Light on his feet, the crow took one step to the side, hoping that the white wolf can follow his non-verbal instruction.

[infj-zen]

Chess Queens MBTI

Here are a few top women chess players by MBTI

NT

ENTJ Vantika Agrawal, Mobina Alinasab, Viktorija Cmilyte-Nielsen, Ashritha Eswaran, Hou Yifan, Alina Kashlinskaya, Humpy Koneru, Alexandra Kosteniuk, Priyanka Nutakki, Atousa Pourkashiyan, Anna Rudolf, Xie Jun

INTJ Ju Wenjun, Gracy Prasanna

ENTP Xeniya Balabayeva, Nino Batsiashvili, Harika Dronavalli, Nana Dzagnidze, Meruert Kamalidenova, Irina Krush, Megan Lee, Iris Mou, Phiona Mutesi, Mai Narva, Polina Shuvalova, Zhao Xu

INTP Alice Lee, Marie Sebag, Zhu Jiner

ST

ESTJ Arianne Caoili, Anna Cramling Bellon, Jovanka Houska, Oliwia Kiolbasa, Susan Polgar, Tania Sachdev, Marija Sibajeva, Zoey Tang,  Gulrukhbegim Tokhirjonova, Keti Tsatsalashvili, Charlize Van Zyl, Qiyu Zhou

ISTJ Bibisara Assaubayeva, Chloe Gaw, Aleksandra Goryachkina, Teodora Injac, Anna Muzychuk, Dinara Saduakassova, Sahithi Varshini Moogi

ESTP Zhansaya Abdumalik, Rose Atwell, Alexandra Botez, Dorsa Derakhshani, Divya Deshmukh, Sabina-Francesca Foisor, Elizabeth Paehtz, Judit Polgar, Jennifer Shahade, Machteld Van Foreest, Carissa Yip

ISTP Dina Belenkaya, Thalia Cervantes Landeiro, Ding Yixin, Lela Javakhishvili, Sarasadat Khademalsharieh, Gunay Mammadzada, Nazi Paikidze, Vaishali Rameshbabu, Nurgyul Salimova, Anna Ushenina

NF

ENFJ Irina Bulmaga, Yassamin Ehsani, Anne Haast, Tatiana Kosintseva, Rochelle Wu

INFJ Mrudul Dehankar, Lei Tingjie

ENFP Tatev Abrahamyan, Jesse February, Mary Ann Gomes, Bhakti Kulkarni, Shreya Mangalam, Sophie Morris-Suzuki, Eline Roebers, Monika Socko, Irene Sukandar, Dinara Wagner, Tan Zhongyi

INFP Pauline Guichard, Ayaulym Kaldarova, Maria Malicka, Rakshitta Ravi

SF

ESFJ Lina Nassr, Almira Skripchenko, Jennifer Yu, Yuanling Yuan

ISFJ Ketevan Arakhamia-Grant, Karina Cyfka, Svitlana Demchenko, Valentina Gunina, Mitra Hejazipour, Kateryna Lagno, Mariya Muzychuk, Fiona Steil-Antoni, Batchimeg Tuvshintugs

ESFP Andrea Botez, Pia Cramling, Sofia Polgar, Savitha Shri Baskar

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