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I love my job, but reblogging employment jelly for someone else I love.
- natalie diaz
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y'all the sun is so bright today i'm literally melting
that's my baby
I can love a character and still admit when they're wrong. I love mo guan shan but can acknowledge his flaws (he has none) and can hold him accountable for his wrongdoings (he's never done anything wrong in his life) and call him out for his actions (which are always correct)
THEYRE SO SAPPY can you believe we’ve come this far that mo guan shan is not only not raising hell that the barest hint of affection from he tian, but he’s actually accepting a kiss while blushing??? everyone take a moment to bless our lord and savior old xian. in the year of our lord 2023, we’ve won.
A Change
19 days spoilers
I’ve seen people analyze this scene so I decided to do my take on it.
We see that He Tian had just finished fighting She Li after he nearly stabs Mo and we are hit with this look.
He Tian turns to look at Mo and I noticed that he was almost crying. I believe this was a show of how rattled he was when he realized that Mo could’ve died. She Li had the upper ground and He Tian almost couldn’t save the one person he cared about the most.
I also think his tears were tears of anger as well. In the panels leading up to this He Tian grabs She Li and just punches and punches until someone has to stop him from killing him. You can see in the panel that He Tian is full on shaking.
He Tian was so fucking scared because the person who has tormented Mo’s life for so long almost won. And he was so close to not being able to prevent it.
And when He Tian turns to Mo he is met with this look.
Mo was in tears. He was just given a full confirmation that He Tian was willing to do just about anything to save him. He was willing to risk his life for him, more than once. Mo never had anyone that was willing to do so much only to make sure he was okay and safe. To him, this showed that He Tian really loved him. To him, this showed that He Tian truly cared for him.
To him, this meant everything.
that's their line, no one can tell me otherwise
Did anybody else not notice that the 19 Days art style improved 💀💀. THE OFFICIAL ART LOOKS SO GOOD TOO
canon: they died
fanfic: fUCK YOU
Canon: and so they never met
Fanfic: here’s a funny story
Canon: There was tension and pining, but they never even kissed.
Fanfic: Actually,
Canon: Torture the cinnamon roll.
Fanfic: Torture the cinnamon roll.
Canon: When they traveled they stayed in separate rooms
Fanfic: AND. THERE. WAS. ONLY. ONE. BED!!!!!
Canon: … and they were roommates.
Fanfic: oh my god, they were roommates…
Canon: They were international assassins who assassinated assassins.
Fanfic: But hot DAMN wait till you hear about this cafe they opened
Canon: They had a coffeeshop
Fanfic: but they were ASSASSINS
Canon: they were mortal enemies and attempted to murder each other on multiple occasions
Fanfic: bUT THEY GOT MARRIED AND ADOPTED CHILDREN
Everytime I reblog this has a new addition and it’s the best
Canon: They were straight
Fanfic: Lol
THE LAST ONE IS THE BEST ONE
I love fanfic so so so much.
Canon: Am I joke to you?
Fanon: No, just a disappointment.
I wasn’t going to reblog then the last line killed me.
If I don’t reblog this. assume I’m dead and avenge my death.
Canon: So yeah, it’s one sided
Fanon: Yeah, One Sided but make it Mutual
Canon: So yeah, it was Mutual
Fanfic: For all three of them
Canon: So they all live in three walls and there’s regular death
Fanfic: Zombie apocalypse and eVEN MORE DEATH BUT WITH FEELINGS
𝓐 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼 𝔀𝓮𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰: 𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓯𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 [part 1] You cannot possess me for I belong to myself But while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to give You cannon command me, for I am a free person But I shall serve you in those ways you require and the honeycomb will taste sweeter coming from my hand I pledge to you that yours will be the name I cry aloud in the night and the eyes into which I smile in the morning I pledge to you the first bite of my meat and the first drink from my cup I pledge to you my living and my dying, each equally in your care I shall be a shield for your back and you for mine I shall not slander you, nor you me I shall honour you above all others, and when we quarrel we shall do so in private and tell no strangers our grievances This is my wedding vow to you This is the marriage of equals. -Celtic Wedding Vows
I was a gifted child. Until I wasn't. I was the golden girl. Until I couldn't burn anymore.
My parents expected me to build wings of gold and fly further than anyone could ever try. I don't blame them, having a child to raise is like sculpting a clay pot, you can shape it the way you like, paint it the colour you fancy. To raise a child is to play God. To raise a child is to be God.
But to be a child is to fall, to make mistakes, to fail. The thing about being too bright at an early age means you burn out by the time you're 16 and suddenly the world around you becomes more gray and terribly, terribly lonely. The fire is never warm enough, nothing is ever enough. And one day you find yourself begging to a godless sky, begging for a new spark.
I was a gifted child once. I was the golden girl. And one day, I burned out.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire