#ming 15

[ohmuqueen]

I wonder how this shawol is doing now

Do they know they’re blessed forever

x

[frostfires-blog]

Tian Guan Ci Fu | Heaven Official's Blessing OP2 ~ Lian Cheng Ci

[evakant]

back then, my master said the same thing to me. — LOVE BETWEEN FAIRY AND DEVIL (2022)

[vellichorom]

HERE’S TO 15 YEARS ~ !!! 🎉 #15YEARSOFWG

FINALLY after many months of hard work between the artists & zine team, I am able to show you MY piece for the official ( unofficial ) WORDGIRL ZINE, commemorating it’s 15th anniversary! 

this show has carried me the past couple years & is WELL worth the watch for anyone curious, & with it comes a BOUNTIFUL, extremely WELCOMING fanbase that MIRACULOUSLY flourishes even 15 years after it’s original debut ( goes to show you how good it is, you know! ), & thus, today we celebrate!

@wordgirlzine WE OWE IT ALL TO YOU TEAM! THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING! & to my fellow artists & contributors, I for one am SOSOSO PROUD OF ALL OF US! we MADE it! REJOICE !!! 

& HAPPY BIRTHDAY WORDGIRL!

[shijiujun]

EP. 15 | When your brother tries to cook your tiny husband alive

“If I was any later, you’d be turned into a nutritious soup already.”

[yibo-wang]

Tony Leung and Wang Yibo fight scene BTS

Both of them were very professional during filming and were trying to make sure the other doesn’t get hurt 🥺 

[xinyuehui]

QI XIAXIA as Wind Deity

JIN CHAO as Lightning Deity

[revel-inbluehues]

Y'all, OMG, THE NEW EPISODE!!!!

WE GOT THE ARMOURY SCENE, WE GOT XL LOOKING ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE WHILE LOOKING AT SWORDS, WE GOT A LOOK AT XL'S MOM WHO IS BEAUTIFUL AF!!!!

Most importantly, WE HAVE E-MING PETTING!!!

[villainspo]

Loki is so consistently my definition of magic and my weird moral compass.

Source: Young Avengers (2013) #15, by Kieron Gillen (writer), Ming Doyle and Maris Wicks (art), and Clayton Cowles (lettering)

[deadsince1973]

Writers: We can't do it. We can't make Tantai Jin/Ming Ye any cooler. We have officially maxed out his coolness level.

Writers: LET'S MAKE SAN JIU THE COOLEST THING EVER INSTEAD!!!!

[ginsoakedgirl80]

[ohmuqueen]

[faithdeans]

anyway just cleaned out my dad's freezer and there was 10 year old chilli leftovers in there...

[omgneptunee]

GANG WE WON LETS GO

[jianghushenanigans]

Whumptober Day 15: Suppressed Suffering

She watches as her brothers make decisions and go down paths they cannot come back from. She understands. She does the same herself.

She watches as they don’t tell her, as they keep secrets from her. As they try to protect her.

She hates it. That’s not their job. She’s supposed to protect them. They’re her younger brothers, by blood or by choice, and she is the head of the household. She’s supposed to keep them safe. To pull Ming Lou from the government, to let Ming Cheng put his feet up for once, to keep Ming Tai by her side.

She knows she can’t. The people need them. So she suffers watching them suffering, as says nothing. Keeps going. She has a job to do.

He doesn’t sleep at night, he just runs figures, plans the day ahead.

If he doesn’t calculate it, all he’ll do is lie there thinking about his family. Thinking about them dying. Ming Tai, caught up in the middle of of war he’s too young to be spying on the front lines off. Jie, collapsing out of grief as one of her brothers doesn’t come home. A-Cheng jumping in front of a bullet meant for him.

He can’t let any of that happen. He has to make sure everything works. That his family is safe.

In the office the next day, a migraine presses, squeezing his brain. Spots dance at the corners of his eyes. He pushes it down, ignores it. He has a job to do.

They call him their brother, and he knows he is, and he knows that in order to win, in order to survive, he has to be treated as the servant he was born as.

Still, it makes him feel ill, sometimes, when Ming Jing has important guests round and she orders him to bring them tea. When Ming Tai shrugs off a warning hand on his shoulder with a well-drawn sneer in the public square. When Ming Lou snaps his fingers and he’s just expected to be there, at his shoulder.

They care about him, truly, he knows they do. Da-jie refuses to let him use her name instead of her title as his sister, in private. Didi rolls his eyes and play fights with him in a way he would never let someone outside the family see. Da-ge places a firm, warm hand between his shoulder blades and thanks him for everything he’s done.

It’s just, sometimes, well… no matter. He has a job to do.

A knife to his thigh is practically nothing. He gets away otherwise unharmed, and gets it clean and bandaged up, and there’s no further risk to it.

No risk except his family finding out.

He can imagine them. A-Cheng-gege flitting around, trying to make him comfortable. Da-ge, frowning down at him in concern. Jie, alternating between lecturing him for getting involved and holding him close. He… he wants that. He wants all of that.

But as he walks into the house, he focuses on hiding his limp entirely. He has a job to do.

Crossposted here on ao3

[ifyourereadingthisblinktwice]

mlp blind bag figures on ebay got me contemplating unwise financial decisions