#The JL are confused

[katmaatui]

[childe-wei]

The Guanyin Temple climax is basically Wangxian getting engaged while Xiyao gets a divorce

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[vroomian]

I mean how are calculating uncles? Zixuan is retroactively OC's posthumous uncle, right? Does that make JGY also kind of her uncle? The connection is much more tenuous but a case could be made that they already have all the same uncles except obviously swap out their dads

No no if we’re talking uncles jl has: jc, mxy, jgy, wwx, lxc (though jgy), nmj, nhs (cause he constantly calls jgy San-he), and (through both wwx and lxc) lwj.

Oc has: wwx, jzy, and maybe lwj.

She’s got no connection to the Jin clan except for jl because fuck if jc is gonna consider any of those assholes as related to him. Plus I don’t think your father’s sister’s husband’s half brother can really be considered an uncle....

[diobrando]

I could be wrong but isn't JinLin/g about 4 years younger than the Lan disciples in the main story??

[the-golden-mango-of-discord]

🎤!

🎤 fave line in a fic you wrote?

*rifles through my 20-odd sangcheng fics* aha!

Sect Leader Nie is grinning openly, his fan hanging at his belt, which is somewhat of a rare sight. As is the subtle smile on Jiang Cheng’s face; Jin Ling wonders what could have possibly been so funny about that small interaction.

gonna give myself some shameless self-promo for my post-canon sangcheng wedding fic “all’s well that ends well to end up with you”! (￣▽￣*)ゞ what can i say, i just love writing about my faves from other characters’ perspectives it’s so fun

fic asks!

[zhuilingyizhen]

Reposting from the server cause I’m lazy & don’t wanna retype it

i headcanon jl as being stupidly ticklish and having to hide it because he’s scared ppl (coughjingyicough) will embarrass him in public

Ljy probably finds out when he accidentally brushes jl and jl just squeals or jolts away. Lsz is probably really confused when jl will stop arguing w/ ljy and just stare at him in terror whenever ljy just lifts a hand towards him

jl has to keep his deteriorating dignity intact and if that means not arguing with ljy then oh well

[galactic-magick]

ig we’re on a dceu roll so I’m watching man of steel, it’s pretty good tbh

[jaggedcliffs]

D’you ever think about how in the latter part of the series, Wei Wuxian uses Empathy not once, but twice to get the life stories out of people who can no longer tell it themselves? Where we’re explicitly told that Empathy can be a dangerous spell to use, and once he even goes as far as to use it through a paperman?? 

but Wei Wuxian knows it’s necessary to see these stories told in full (y’know, like Chen Qing), even if it will hurt him, no matter if it will hurt him, because how else can they be heard? They don’t have a voice anymore, it was taken from them (and who else is going to tell the stories of the dead who have one last bone to pick?). He will hurt himself to hear their stories, if that’s what it takes.

and and and there’s also the idea that no one ever really does the same, even metaphorically, for Wei Wuxian (apart from maybe Lan Wangji and Wen Ning). At the Burial Mounds, Jiang Cheng tells him that no one cares about the truth, his side of the story doesn’t matter, and Wei Wuxian decides that means he can never leave the Wens, if no one cares to practice empathy for him, or on the Wens. At Qiongqi Path and Heavenly Nightless City Wei Wuxian asks and asks for his side of the story to be seen, to be believed, but no one cares enough, not one person is going to bother to practice empathy.

“Empathy is dangerous!“ the juniors and Jin Ling especially shout at Wei Wuxian when he says he’ll do the spell with A-Qing, and it sounds a lot like empathy the action is dangerous, not Empathy the spell - from juniors who were told by their seniors of the ~evil Yiling Patriarch and the Wen Remnants~, who’s seniors  (except, again, Lan Wangji) refused to practice the same empathy. But the juniors learn better, and watch, and understand how Empathy is important, what it can teach them, what it can do, and they stand by the roadside and mourn brave A-Qing and her sacrifice and her story. And when the Yiling Patriarch is revealed, they practice empathy for him too.

[buggybestfriend]

10 klfmwi ivvni mrxvvvv

[lee-luca]

Mo Dao Zu Shi: JingYi ‘s unchanging love

I...have nothing to say in my defence.  m(_ _)m

[fy-jili]

纪李L:

纪李l超话 健身很多天了一直没打卡 就像许久以前喝星巴克不拍照一样可惜 ​​​​

trans: I have been working out for a lot of days straight without checking in It’s like drinking Starbucks without taking a picture

[zitkaplushie]

.... why are bruce and clark talking like they're strangers??

[teatitty]

Constantine: ey me an’ the lads are gonna go for a cheeky nandos la’er d’ya wan’ anythin’?

the JL, confused and afraid: what does this mean

[superbatson]

Did you watch the old Birds of Prey tv show? Apparently they are bringing one of those actresses in for the Crisis event on CW too.

i've never seen it but i have heard of it. and yes, i saw the headline about one of the actresses joining the crossover! it confused me at first bc i thought they meant someone from the movie cast before i remembered BoP was a TV show.

they're really bringing together a lot of old dc actors for this crossover but i gave up on the arrowverse a while ago so idk if i'll be watching. it was honestly one of their last crossover events, i forget the name but it was before the last one and had nazis for whatever reason, that kinda made me lose interest in the arrowverse and also i just fell super behind on the flash and didn't feel like catching up.

though if they somehow get my man justin hartley back, either as another earth's oliver or arthur curry (yay irony!), i maaaay reconsider

(not that i watch this is us anymore either; he's just hot)

[fatherbox-blog1]

' who the fuck are you? who are you? '

you  have  seen  infinity,     and  still,  refuse  the  cosmos  their  impassioned  glory.  you  have  made  space  and  time  tangible,  held  reality  in  your  bare  hands  and  have  desecrated  it  all  in  the  name  of  martyrdom.  you  have  stared  into  the  savaged,  abysmal  eyes  of  the  devil  himself  and  died  time  and  time  again;  torn  apart  and  reassembled,   piece  by  piece,  limb  by  limb    —    a  comatose  jigsaw  of  a  man  -  made  prosthesis  and  an  inhuman  power,  mismatched     /     ill-fitting     &     still  forced  together  in  a  mass  of  mechanized  trauma.   TAKE   ME   APART,   FRAGMENT   BY   FRAGMENT.   STRIP   ME,   FLESH   FROM   MUSCLE,  TENDON   FROM   BONE          &        PIECE   ME   TOGETHER  IN   YOUR   IMAGE.   titan - fought,  cast  from  heaven,  and  denied  a   postmortem  paradise,  countless  lives  have  been  lived  and  still,  in  every  universe,  in  every  lifetime,  in  every  reality  fathomable,  it  is  him.  it  has  always  been  him.  your  constant.  your  peace.  your  home.  HIM.

he  will  defile  you  as  you  watch  him  eat  the  smoke - saturated  arils  of  your    rancid   pomegranate  heart,     RAW   AND   BLOODY.   allow  him  the  honor,  the  chance,  to  bare  his  emerald  claws  and  sketch  a   love  language   into  titanium  flesh.  there  are  SUBLIMINAL  messages  and  cries  of  passion  in  his  heart - dotted  i’s  and  in  the  curves  of  that  self - taught  calligraphy.  it  is  a  long  -  lost  hieroglyph  etched  on  the  jagged  edges  of  this  poorly  -  put  together  vessel  and  a  wasted  effort  at  reconciliation.   it  is  an  art  form,  a   love - sick   artist’s  last  piece  before  his  eternal  slumber,  and  a  soliloquy  of  sorrow  performed  to  a  theater  of  nonbelievers.    WHO   ARE   YOU   ?

                                                     ❝           gar.   .   .      come   on.           ❞

you  remember  and  reminisce      :     that  moment  when  he  flashes  that  toothy - grin  you’ve  grown  to  love,  and  the  stars  pale  in  comparison,  their  luminescence  dimmed  in  the  presence  of  that  quasi - stellar  smile.  he  smiles,  and  the  universe  glows  as  you  float  amidst  a  deluge  of  warmth,  crashing  above  and  below  the  surface  of  that  awe  -  inspiring,  incomparable  happiness.  he  smiles,  and  you  know  that  no  matter  the  crisis,  no  matter  the  problem,  no  matter  the  stakes   - -   you  will  be  okay.  you  will  make  it  out  of  this.  you  will survive.  you  know  this,  and  you  await  the  arrival  of  that  familiar  glow.  you  ready  your  machinery  to  bask  in  that  comforting  heat     &     yet,  it  never  comes.  he  doesn’t  smile.  he  doesn’t  glow.  there  is  no  warmth,  there  is  no  familiarity.  it  is  a  world - wide   blackout,  a  ceaseless  darkening  of  everything  you  know  to  be  true,  and here  you  stand     :     HALLOWED   and   EMPTY.

this  reality  exists  in  halftones  and  grayscale,  a  world  bleeding  out  at  its  side,  chaos  and  trauma  clotting  in  the  rib  of  existence      &      here  you  stand,  armed  with  that  very  guilty  blade.  you  so  desperately  want  to  take  him  into  your  angel - soft  arms,  and  into  an  embrace  of  plush  and  paradise,  but  only  a  gravestone  chest  awaits  his  exhausted  head.  THERE   IS   NOTHING  SOFT   NOR   SUPPLE   ABOUT   YOU     :      the  man  —     no,  machine      —     that  has  wrought  forth  damnation.

❝           gar,      don’t  say  that.    please.     it’s  me.  it’s  always  been  me.  but  this   -   this  world.   .   .    i   don’t   recognize   it.   it’s  ugly  and  it  fuckin’  sucks,  ‘n  i  don’t  like  it  anymore  ‘n   you  do.  HELL,    i  wish  there  were  another  way.   but  there  isn’t.  TRIGON. DEATHSTROKE. BROTHER BLOOD,  FUCK     :       i’d  go  through  alluv’em  again.  pain  and  all,  death  and  all, if  it  meant  makin’  sure  you’re  safe.  i  made  a  promise  all  those  years  ago  not  to  lose  another  titan.  not  to  lose  you.    i   promised  to  protect  you  ‘n  the  kids.     i  won’t  break  it.  no  matter  how  much  you  hate  it,  or  hate  me.  it  had  to  be  done.    i’m  sorry.         ❞

you’ve  made  your  bed  of    shattered  glass  shards     &     sacrificed  earths.    now  lie  in  it,  and  bleed.  alone,  for  eternity.           ❝           i’m  sorry.         ❞

[bma-2020]

ppl who write w mallys other verses should have them come across syfy mally too bc multiverse theory but not used badly