balletworld can i please please please have your most recent Brother <3
"He pretends he is on the floor of his brother's room and his brother is asleep and cannot hear him, but is there nonetheless. Perhaps he cries, silently.
He sleeps."

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balletworld can i please please please have your most recent Brother <3
"He pretends he is on the floor of his brother's room and his brother is asleep and cannot hear him, but is there nonetheless. Perhaps he cries, silently.
He sleeps."
#rockoolong #pumpkinteapot #white2tea
8 & 9 & 27 & 28?
8. Favorite dialogue in your wip? (If asked more than once, respond with a new piece each time)
Jesus there is so little dialogue in this thing and I need to rewrite a clean 2/3 of the WWX dialogue which is not awesome when most dialogue is WWX.
Lan Wangji prefers not to lie. He is bad at it; it is, somehow, the only time anyone can read anything accurately on his face. After a long pause he settles for, “Laoshi?” The music stops; all the groups have moved through their rotation. “Sit out the remainder of class,” she says, and he hates her for it. “Stretch, if you need to, but don’t push it. Even you need to rest.” He is startled enough to protest. To manage a, “Laoshi, please, I–” before she interrupts him firmly.
The actual best line of dialogue in this is a section-ender that I'm keeping secret because it makes me laugh so so so much. So nine-year-old LWJ be upon you
9. What scene was the hardest to write for you and why?
Ugh. Thus far in this project, scene that's basically all dialogue/arguing but is also quote plot unquote relevant and furthermore crucial to the Wangxian dynamic I'm trying to set up, but there's five people involved and all of them are talking even LWJ a little bit. And one of them is Wen Chao. And one of them is Wei Wuxian who has to be in basically top Wei Wuxian form for it to accomplish what I want it to accomplish. It's currently "done" but I think is probably going to get close to a total rewrite when I start revising
27. Do you have playlists for your wip? What are some of the songs in it?
Nope. I'm looping "At The Ballet" from A Chorus Line the entire time I am writing it. Doing horrible horrible things to my Last.fm. Occasionally I use my just generic LWJ playlist but mostly we're on lockdown
28. Do you need background noise to write? If so, what do you listen to?
I like this playlist mostly because I've been using it for a million years and so I'm Pavloved to write to it. But mostly I pick a song and loop it. I'm not good in silence but sometimes I forget I'm in silence and start writing and that's fine
A hundred bucks a month. That’s what it cost my father to rent the *ahem* auxiliary dwelling unit on the walnut ranch way way way way back in 1991. Jordan was chasing title number one of six and pops and me were figuring out every Thursday’s and every other weekends. Little ladder to a loft space; futon mattress on the floor. Hot dogs and a black and white TV with Mash on. Space invaders on the Atari. Kept a machete on the porch. Called it the Samurai Sword. Tossed overripe watermelon and zucchini into the air and swung like a baby Babe Ruth. Old yellow moped buzzing like a dying wasp. I got wedged between lap and handlebars as we’d swerve through the trees, balding tires not meant for taking on tough colossal walnut shells. At the far end of the acreage was a fence. It served to represent differentiation but we were not to be dissuaded. We were Mario and Luigi riding a tamed and rattling Bowser ready to the save the Princess. Peach. Princess Peach. Sneak sneak we would enter. In the orchard like spies. Looking for the ripe ones the heavy hangers the succulent. Skin fuzzy like soft whiskers petting lips anticipating the burst of juice running down chin down neck into loose-fitting summer shirt. Pits getting spit and thrown and buried back on our side of the fence hoping that sunlight and rainstorm and a blessing from the cosmos would grant us our own little maker of heaven. We’d never take any back. Just eat what we could and then run, back to the bike, exhaust fumes corroding the Cling fragrance. — 2021 Spring Peach Yancha from @brokencupteahouse — #yancha #rockoolong #oolong #oolongtea #oolongaddict #brokencupteahouse #justinotherteablog #teareview #tea #teajournal #teajourney #personalstories #teablog #teablogger #teasession #teas #gongfucha #gongfutea #teasession #chaxi #teadrunk #teaism #teapoem #prosepoetry #teastagram #fridaytea #teaforone #teastash (at Home on the Ranch) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfMUgKuuFkU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Tasting: Zi Hong Pao Purple Leaf Da Hong Pao
New teas from Wuyishan have been carried to the USA & ready for wholesale orders: Da Hong Pao, Shui Xian, and others. DM or email [email protected] for more details. #yancha #rockoolong #Fujian #China #teawork #teaartist #gongfucha #rockmountain #waterintherock #teacommunity #teafriends #tealovers https://www.instagram.com/p/CFIC2f7ASzm/?igshid=1oo5c7xnptcix
Read 4 legends about a famous Oolong from Wuyi at #TJlegends ⠀ 👨🌾About the peasant. One day peasant Lun went up into the mountains to collect tea. On his way home he saw a rabbit and decided to catch it. It took a lot of time and effort but he managed to do it. Once he arrived home he saw that the tea leaves in his basket got damaged during the chase, the edges of the leaves turned a reddish colour and they began to emit a delicious aroma. The farmer dried the leaves and discovered a new kind of tea. ⠀ 🐵About the monkeys in red robes. Monkeys are considered to be smart animals, some people in China decided to put their wit into good use by teaching them to collect tea in places that are hard to reach for humans. The monkeys were dressed in red robes to make sure that they are not killed and eaten by neighbours. ⠀ 🤔Realistic version. The tea got its name because of the colour of its edges - when they are partly fermented they turn a burgundy-reddish colour. The same is sometimes true of the unpicked leaves, which makes it seem as though the tea bushes are wrapped in a large red blanket or robe. ⠀ 🙏 Legend from the notes of the Tian Xin Sy monastery. In 1385 a student by the name of Ding Xiang was passing by the monastery on his way to take the emperor's exam when he began to feel ill. The monks decided to help the student by giving him tea to drink. Ding Xiang felt better and was able to successfully complete the exam. He was appointed to the position of an official and awarded a red robe. The student wanted to gift the robe to the monks to thank them, but they declined. Then he took the robe and wrapped it around the tea bush from which the tea drink was made. ⠀ As you may have already guessed, these legends are about Da Hong Pao. Whether they are true or not is for you to decide! In any case, they all deserve their right to existance and that is why we are sharing them with you. ⠀ So next time when you are enjoying Da Hong Pao don’t forget about peasant Lun, Ding Xiang and the monkeys in the red robes. ⠀ #dahongpao #Wuyi #rockoolong #teaddict #chinesetea #teaheads #truetea #teaisgood #realtea #teaexperience #teastate #teastyle https://www.instagram.com/p/B9EiKARAFQg/?igshid=4qzghi6na771
Lunch break tea, the last of my @sevencupstea 2017 Tie Luo Han. Soooo warming on this biting cold day. . . #yancha #wuyi #rockoolong #wulong long https://www.instagram.com/p/BtsZ3n4FXFy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=966fm51y8h5t