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lunarlagomorph · 3 months
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wangxianficrecs · 1 year
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lovely days by tagteamme
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lovely days
by tagteamme
T, 15k, Wangxian
Summary: Wei Wuxian angers the wrong fortune teller. Lan Wangji pays the price. - People are standing around and staring, while Jiang Cheng brushes off dust from his clothes. Wei Wuxian pays attention to none of it, staring at the pile of immaculate white and blue robes sitting where Lan Wangji once was. Is. “Lan Zhan?” Wei Wuxian whispers, and the animal standing on top of the pile of clothes perks an ear. Jiang Cheng freezes beside him, and the animal takes one step forward. There’s a familiar white ribbon hanging around its neck, and it looks none too impressed.
Excerpt: “Each step you take towards the Cloud Recesses is penance,” Jiang Cheng says gravely, in the way many sect leaders do when they attempt to act like they have an understanding of whatever situation is at hand. “A thousand curses have befallen me Jiang Cheng,” Wei Wuxian snorts. “Each step you took towards Gusu was one.” Jiang Cheng punches Wei Wuxian’s arm in retaliation, while Wei Wuxian tries to reach and pinch his ear. Jiang Cheng slaps his hand out of the way, and Wei Wuxian’s about to see if he can clock him in the jaw when a sharp bark interrupts them. Wei Wuxian makes a strangled sound but the one who he normally hides behind when he sees a dog is now a dog, and it’s sending a lot of conflicting signals throughout his brain.
post canon, established relationship, animal transformation, curses, dog lan wangji, jiang cheng & wei wuxian reconciliation, humor, exposure therapy, crack, bad liar wei wuxian, crack, creack treated seriously, @phaltu
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myhughniverse · 2 years
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"Body Language" is the ninth studio album by Kylie Minogue. It was released on 10 November 2003 by Parlophone. Following the commercial success of her eighth studio album "Fever" (2001), Kylie enlisted a diverse group of writers and producers to aid in creating a new album, including Cathy Dennis, Dan Carey, Emiliana Torrini, Johnny Douglas, and Kurtis Mantronik among others. Influenced by the musical works of the 1980s and artists like Prince and Scritti Politti. "Body Language" musically differs from Kylie's previous albums, which mainly featured Disco-oriented dance-pop tracks, and instead explores genres like synth-pop, electroclash, R&B, and hip-hop.
Following its release, "Body Language" received generally favourable reviews from music crtics, many of whom complimented Kylie for experimenting with new genres and the overall production of the album.
Three singles were released from "Body Language", "Slow" was released as the lead single in November 2003 and was a commercial success, peaking at number one on the single charts of Australia, Denmark, Spain and the United Kingdom. "Red Blooded Woman" was released as the second single and reached the top five in Australia and the United Kingdom. "Chocolate" was released as the final single and peaked inside the top 10 in the United Kingdom.
The Australian singer performed at a one-off concert-show titled : "Money Can't Buy", on 15 November 2003 to mark the release of the album. "Body Language" became notable for displaying another change in Kylie's persona and is cited as an example of her numerous "reinventions". The album sold 1.5 million copies worldwide.
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📸 mertalas. marcuspiggott M E R T & M A R C U S
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theriverbeyond · 2 months
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Ideal work schedule:
I show up and am given a list of cognitively engaging but achievable tasks
I complete the list
I leave immedietly
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carouselcometh · 6 months
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Devastating! Art museum gift shop doesn’t sell prints of specific and unpopular painting that struck a cord with you!
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 5 months
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god i love my friends. shout out to people who love their friends. this is a post for friend lovers
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viennacherries · 2 months
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bisexualvader · 2 months
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what my notifs look like currently
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bloodybellycomb · 2 months
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Cookie clicker ass website
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ophanim-vesper · 10 months
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obsessed with how the entire movie is just this
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briarrolfe · 6 months
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I did an illustration for Trans Day of Remembrance today at work.
Our little community contains so much anger and grief, but it's because we love each other so fiercely. We remember our dead because their memory keeps us stubborn.
I love all of us today, and I hope you do too.
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stuckinapril · 5 months
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the true girlhood experience (fighting the urge to fall to your knees in the middle of a grocery shopping aisle because of a sudden wave of grief that hit you out of nowhere)
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rizsnt · 5 days
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see you at basrar's! ✶✶✶
bonus: yearbook page!
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inkskinned · 10 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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millidew · 21 days
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his change in career has captivated me
bonus:
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nostalgicfun · 6 months
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Love from the Very Hungry Caterpillar, 2015
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