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this is everything to me 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈💕

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if you dislike ralsei i do not trust you

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Another one for the Liujiu fandom :>>

You can also find me on Tiktok: @airen.draws

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I wonder if Jun wu was even human in the past, seems like he doesn't know or forgot how complex people can be

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Shen Yuan just wanted a kiss 😔

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« new! » limited edition bingpup tamagotchi!

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Today on: I have a lot of possum pictures saved in my phone apparently

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things that totally happened on The Untamed

For @nyx4 ❤ (from this hilarious vid on YouTube by TheStarFell)

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Peak Lord meeting

Yue Qingyuan: How about we switch our current piping system to lead pipes- they're much more malleable and sealed. It'd be a great investment.

Shang Qinghua, who barely passed science but does remember some stuff: Hmmm how about we don't.

Out on a mission

Qi Qingqi: And when did he begin to take a turn for the worse

Tearful wife: around the time his doctor prescribed him medicine for his illness

Shang Qinghua, squinting at the label on the bottle: does that say arsenic

Shang Qinghua, sidling up to Mu Qingfang: hey how attached are you to the use of mercury as a treatment for constipation.

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"I'm sorry."

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Luo Binghe is miserable on Qing Jing Peak. 

“Again,” Shen Qingqiu says sharply. 

Luo Binghe, panting from exertion, moves through the sword form from the beginning. As he extends one leg behind him and raises his arms, he feels a sharp slap from Shen Qingqiu’s fan. 

“Shoulder’s down,” Shen Qingqiu snaps. 

Luo Binghe drops his shoulders. 

The next whap comes to the back of his knee. He yelps and stumbles to the dirt. 

“Your feet should be closer together, your knees bent more deeply. Again.” 

A quarter shichen later, and Luo Binghe is barely keeping his feet. He moves swiftly through the form, and this time he knows it’s done perfectly. 

Shen Qingqiu’s narrow gaze watches him intently. When Luo Binghe completes the progression of movements, he taps his fan against his palm. 

“Hm,” he says. “You’re slower on the uptake than Shang-shizhi, but it will do.” 

As he walks away to correct the other junior disciple’s forms, Luo Binghe does his best to strangle the hilt of his practice sword, imagining someone else’s neck in its place.

Unfortunately, that other neck looks exactly like his own. 

——

“You’ve gotten taller,” Ming Fan observes, grabbing Luo Binghe’s arm and pulling at his sleeve. “We’ll need to get you fitted with new robes soon.” The older boy clicks his tongue, frowning as though this was a personal inconvenience, like he would be the one sewing those robes himself.

Luo Binghe huffs, but he can’t help a small, proud smile. He has been growing, absolutely shooting up since coming to Cang Qiong and getting access to a steady supply of food. 

“I’ll take your new measurements later and send them to An Ding,” Ming Fan says, dropping his hand and crossing his arms.

“Yay!” Ning Yingying says, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “Xiao Binghe is getting bigger! Soon you might even be as tall as Binghe!” 

Luo Binghe’s eye twitches. 

——

Shang Binghe is the bane of Luo Binghe’s existence. 

Everywhere he goes in Cang Qiong it’s “Shang-shidi” this and "Shang-shizhi” that. “Oh, you look so much like Shang Binghe! Only not as stoic and handsome!” “Have you met Shang Binghe yet? You two look so alike! Last week he rescued three puppies from trees and produced a miracle cure from thin air for a plague in some far-off place! Isn’t that great?” And, especially, “Binghe? Don’t we have one of those already? And I thought he was… taller.” 

It is driving Luo Binghe insane. 

Shang Binghe, the head disciple on Bai Zhan Peak, is the same age as him. They have the same name. They have, Luo Binghe was dismayed to discover upon their formal introduction, the same face. Except that Shang Binghe is tall, strong, and popular. He has two living parents who love him—one of them is a Peak Lord, and rumour says the other is some important foreign trade contact. Everyone in the sect loves him. Even other sects call him a once-in-a-generation talent.  

“It’s just not fair,” Luo Binghe whines. 

“Cheer up, buddy,” Peak Lord Shang says. He pours Luo Binghe a cup of oolong and slides the tray of snacks towards him. Sulkily, Luo Binghe takes a few melon seeds and begins to pick at their shells. “Listen, you don’t want all that spotlight stuff! When everyone’s eyes are on you, that means you have to deal with all their expectations and worry if you’re living up to them and all that. Isn’t it better to be the unknown entity? Then you can do whatever you want! Enjoy your youth!” 

“I don’t want to enjoy my youth,” Luo Binghe mutters. “I want to be a great cultivator and grow four inches.”

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I fear growing up is watching everyone find their place in the world, and losing what you thought was yours

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ATTENTION SCUM VILLAIN FANS ‼️

Goodsmile opened a survey for which nendroids to bring back — BINGQIU ARE AN OPTION! GO VOTE FOR THEM!!!

SQQ is 1468 and LBH is 1496 🩷