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no amount of concealer hides my dark circles I hate having thin skin :((

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Lihaku & Maomao / The Apothecary Diaries S2E11

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jinshi x maomao ♡

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actually you know who is super into pussy inspections? sunday hsr

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something hilarious asf about the muhteşem yüzyıl fans that they worship the royalty. ur poor ancestors probably worked themselves to death for a piece of bread. wdym royal, noble blood???

this is for the people who believe in the theory of mahidevran being some princess. according to them, hürrem is just a slave while she's from noble blood. and that's supposed to be shameful for hurrem?? girl we live in 2025

or for the people weirdly praises hatice's royal look and roasts nigar's 'peasantry'. like please bfr. i don't know how to explain but something so weird about it as well.

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the ac doesn't want to work, it's 45°c, my nose is dry, my feet are battered from walking, I can't sleep and I'm sweating like a bitch just take my soul already

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whenever it's mentioned in a fic that blade calls reader "beloved" a shiver runs down my spine

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You died! Choose your next reincarnation.

Remember, amount of karma farmed during lifetime will vary depending on chosen form.

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Lazy day🌱

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Objects for Words- Yingxing/Blade x Xianzhou native!fem!Reader

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Recovery date: August 17th, 2025

Description: The steps Yingxing takes to make you a hairpin.

Notes: N/a

Word count: 1 137

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Practice.

The first one is cheap, scrap metal from weapons that he doesn’t even decorate. It’s all about the shape, and getting the indents for the gems to actually hold things. He uses gems not fit for sale. Y/n was never supposed to see it, but it was inevitable.

He left it on his desk, planning to examine the flaws, and she waltzed in to deliver lunch because Yingxing never remembered to eat.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, drying his hands.

Y/n turned around, caught like a kid with her hand in the cookie jar, holding the dull deformed stick.

“I brought lunch?”

“And you’re snooping through my things.”

She settled into his desk chair, throwing one leg over the other, and he leaned back against the desk. Yingxing opened the plastic bag Y/n had left in place of the hairpin and picked out his lunch. A sandwich, which he unwrapped part way and bit into without checking. He chewed twice before pausing.

“I think this is yours.”

“Will you ever learn to check before you bite?” She laughed, grabbing his sandwich and swapping them. “So, what’s this? Tiny knife?”

“Not all that different, really.” Then he muttered, “Which is why I don't know why it’s so hard.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll figure it out eventually. Oh, give me back your sandwich, you owe me a bit.”

Y/n set the deformed pin down and held out her other hand, making a grabby motion. Yingxing stopped mid bite and handed it over.

Design.

This one was simple, silver and carved. He hadn’t figured out who to give it to, because it certainly wasn’t going to Y/n. Maybe Jingliu or Baiheng. 

Yingxing planned to polish this one, get used to the whole process from start to finish, and then he would start on his final design.

He rested his chin in his palm, holding the thin part of the pin between his thumb and forefinger as he held it up to the moonlight. Maybe the final product would be silver, it reflected the moonlight nicely, but then there was gold which reflected lantern light nicely. Was there a metal that did both? Perhaps he should consult an artisan who specialized in accessories.

Knock knock

Without thinking, he called out, “Come in.”

The door creaked open.

“Why are you still here?” Y/n sighed.

Not at all suspiciously, Yingxing slammed the hairpin down– breaking it in half. He added stress test to his list of things he needed to do with his final product.

Y/n placed her hands on the back of his chair and leaned over to see the end of the pin sticking out from underneath his hand.

“A hairpin?”

“Uh, ya.” He slowly moved his hand away and winced. “It was a… prototype I was… looking at.”

“Is test jewelry really called a prototype?”

“How should I know?”

She laughed at that, reaching out to take the ornate end of the pin and hold it up to the lantern light.

Yingxing watched her run her thumb over the engraved design and turn it over in her hand.

“It’s pretty.”

“It’s just a test design, nothing special.”

And then she looked at him, with all the adoration she’d focused on the pin, and she smiled.

“Do you know what the final design will look like?”

“I’m- I’ll ask.”

The metal should be gold, and the gems will be jade. He wants to add some kind of tassel, and he thinks it’ll be red. Maybe he should consult someone on the color combinations, is he making it too ornate? Flowers are standard, but coming from him maybe he should make it look like a sword hilt. Or maybe he should make a shield with the pin.

Delivery.

He carries it around for weeks. Almost a month and a half really, there’s just no right time. At first it was nothing, just a gift for a friend, and then Dan Feng laughed at him. Laughed like he’d said the dumbest thing in the world.

Then he started overthinking it, no time was good enough. So he left it in a box in his desk.

Where it remained.

Practice.

His hands shake, rougher and more scared than they were last time.

He clenches them once, twice, staring at the scrap parts littering the table in the abandoned warehouse. There’s no window bathing the dull silver in moonlight, and no interruption of food, just him and his thoughts. Thoughts of gold and jade, and ornate designs wadded up and thrown out.

Delivery.

Y/n’s face scrunches in annoyance as she curls further into her bed, trying to escape the chilly morning air. She slowly pries her bleary eyes open, trying to focus on the way the light streaks across her room. The light breaks as her curtains flutter,  and-

I thought I closed the window last night?

She rolled over, one arm draped over her stomach as she craned to look at the window. It was open, the breeze making the curtains dance in the early morning light. She frowned.

“Gonna catch a cold,” she grumbled, dragging herself out of bed.

The window clicked shut, and she sighed, taking in the early morning view. It was pretty, and the golden light always reminded her of the Luofu. Everything there was so golden, leaves and light.

Now she lived under a real sky, in a small town, away from the endless war against the abundance.

She raised her hands above her, stretching out, and yawned.

“Hm?” She hummed, prying an eye open and finding yet another discrepancy.

A black box sat on her desk, and she definitely didn’t leave that there.

She slid into the chair and carefully opened the box. Maybe she should have been more careful, but years away from war made her soft. Dan Feng and Yingxing had been the nail in the coffin.

Baiheng’s death had wrecked her, and then instead of letting her mourn they went and tried to bring her back. Instead of being her support Yingxing ran off with stupid Dan Feng because he couldn’t be happy being some genius craftsman, he just had to go and cheat death. Now he was dead, Dan Feng’s reincarnation would grow up in the shackling prison, and Jingliu was succumbing to the mara.

Next it would be her and Jing Yuan, and she would not spend the rest of her life surrounded by war.

The lid came off to reveal a sheet of black silk which she removed to find… a hairpin– golden and ornate with jade flowers and a red tassel– and a little note. In delicate but shaky calligraphy, six simple words.

I’m sorry, and I love you.

An unspoken four came with the pin.

For what it’s worth.

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Big and strong but he’s ‘yes ma’am coded’ f*cking come here I just wanna stroke ur hair

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Oh to be bladie's emotional support kitty </3 a woman can only dream

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I present to you:

Jinshi without his emotional support kitty:

And Jinshi WITH his emotional support kitty

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jinshi x maomao | fanart by @ olintsu7382.