#super behind

[geniemillies]

@tamlinweek day 6: spy

i paint tamlin and papa hybern for today :^>...❤

i keep painting dArk ass pieces might also turn brightness up w this one oops

[convenientalias]

What cdrama should I start watching next?

Legend of Magnate

Love on the Turquoise Land

The Vendetta of An

Treasure at Dawn

The Cross-Dressed Union

Voting ended onDec 15, 2025

[chloedoesart]

Sometimes you just gotta draw the bird man in film class

[dramashita]

It’s a Love Story - Day 3

Summary: Wen Qing moves to Yunmeng to be closer to her brother. She never expected her ugly suitcase to bring someone like Jiang Yanli to her life. A series in connections, family, and the love that binds them.

Day 1 , Day 2

3. Jiang Yanli - charmed | shudder | sheets

The phone screen remains black, just as it has the last three times Jiang Yanli glanced over. She tries not to grab for it. Her suitcase is nearly unpacked, only a few more shirts to put away. She carefully smooths the wrinkles out of the shirt under her hands, tucks in the sides and the sleeves, and folds it up neatly into thirds. Her fingers brush over the cotton again. 

She’s always liked folding clothes. She’d often fold her brothers’ laundry when they all lived together. She had been scolded for it many times. “My daughter is not a maid,” her mother would say, on a good day. On a bad day, well—Jiang Yanli had been glad the words were only heard by herself and not A-Xian. Still, she kept up the folding. There was something meditative about it. Smooth. Crease. Fold. Smooth. Crease. Fold. She could lose herself in the motions, focus on the material under her fingertips, and usually the day’s worries would fade away, leaving her feeling still at last. 

Today, she can’t quite get there. Abandoning her last three shirts on the dresser, she reaches for her phone and walks backwards to fall back onto her bed. There are no new notifications. 

“Jiang Yanli, you silly thing,” she mutters to herself, rolling to plant her face in a pillow. She kicks her feet a little for good measure. 

It’s only been two days since she got off the plane from Lanling, riding high on the feeling of freedom, and gave her number to the cute girl in the airport. She had been so proud of herself. When she’d jumped into the car, flushed and jittery from adrenaline, Luo Qingyang had laughed and cheered from the driver’s seat. It had felt like a victory. 

But it’s been two days with no messages, and now she just feels foolish, like a little girl playing at being a grown-up. She hadn’t even asked for the girl’s name. How impolite! Of course she wouldn’t message. 

She groans into the pillow again. At least the sheets are freshly washed. The smell is a small comfort. 

“Hey now! What’s this?” calls Luo Qingyang from the doorway. “What’s got you so down?” 

Jiang Yanli turns her head to peer at her as she comes over to sit next to her on the bed. “No messages,” she replies, brandishing her phone in Luo Qingyang’s direction. Luo Qingyang takes it from her and pats at her back a little. 

“She might be busy! She could be working. You moved in with me straight from the airport. Maybe she’s in a similar situation. Don’t lose hope.” She grins a little. “And if she doesn’t call or message, that’s her loss. We’ll find you a hundred better ladies to make out with.” 

“MianMian!” Jiang Yanli laughs, sitting up to shove lightly at her shoulder. 

“I admit, she was pretty cute from what I saw of her from the car. But that can’t be why you’re so tied up in knots about this. You didn’t talk for very long. What did you talk about that got you so interested?”

She twists her hair around her fingers and smiles sheepishly at Luo Qingyang. “To be honest,” she answers, “I’m not sure.”

What had they talked about? She couldn’t remember. She’d been so preoccupied with the cute little line between the girl’s brows. At first it really had just been sharing in the delight of the twin suitcases, but as they’d talked she’d found herself charmed, wanting to see the girl smile more. She had taken one look and decided that this girl would fit into her life somehow. 

So Jiang Yanli had taken a chance and given out her number. A-Cheng would shout at her if he knew, but A-Xian would be proud. 

Luo Qingyang swats at her. “You don’t remember! Wow, I’ve never seen you like this. Blinded by someone’s beauty, our Jiang Yanli!”

Jiang Yanli laughs again, feeling a bit more tension seep out of her shoulders as she does. It’s always nice to banter with Luo Qingyang. Fewer childish antics than A-Xian, and less bite than A-Cheng. She really lucked out in gaining Luo Qingyang as a roommate and friend. She had been afraid that ending things with Jin Zixuan would also end her friendship with his childhood friend, but Luo Qingyang was adamant about sticking with her.

“It’s not like that!” she protests. “When I left Lanling...” she falters, a shudder stealing her breath for a moment. Luo Qingyang lays a hand on her knee, encouraging. She continues. “When I left Lanling, I felt nothing. Empty. You know I don’t dislike Jin Zixuan, but I thought that after breaking off the engagement, I would feel happier. It wasn’t until I stepped off the plane that I really started to feel like it was all over. Like I was free. Suddenly I had choices! And when I saw her, I thought—this is a choice I want to make.”

Luo Qingyang looks at her with an expression that makes Jiang Yanli hide her face in her hands. “A-Li, that’s so cute! I guess I should give this back to you then.” She tosses the phone onto the bed sheets. “It buzzed a few times.”

3 new notifications.

“Oh!” She scrambles to grab it and click on the message.

Luo Qingyang giggles and stands to leave. “I’ll make dinner. Have fun with your new beau!” 

Jiang Yanli ignores her.  

Hi. This is Wen Qing. 

You gave me your number at the airport the other day.

We had the same suitcase. 

Wen Qing? It’s a pretty name. She can’t help but smile. She feels it again, the sense of possibility and new beginnings, of making decisions and following where they lead. She replies. 

[wkiba-ffxiv]

Autumn Preferences: W’Kiba

Bold what your muse prefers and tag some people.

1). go apple picking vs. go on a hay ride 2). scary vs. sweet 3). sweaters vs. boots 4). socks vs. mittens 5). bonfires vs. football   6). trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9). bake pie vs. bake cookies 10). rain vs. fog   11). black cats vs. owls 12). ghosts vs. wizards 13). harry potter vs. halloweentown 14). go hiking vs. sleep in 15). cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16). reading vs. writing 17). hot chocolate vs. tea 18). live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19). candy apples vs. caramel apples 20). blankets vs. pillows 21). roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22). coffee vs. apple cider 23). red leaves vs. orange leaves 24). braids vs. bows 25). scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods   26). carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie 27). pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28). coats vs. oversized sweaters 29). beanies vs. berets 30). candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32). jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33). corn maze vs. haunted house 34). bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35). whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate

Tagged by: @quirkycoterie

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[carryonmywaywardcaptain]

Sorry to keep making myself out to be a liar friends. 😓

Life is hitting me hard at the moment, but I just want to thank you all for being patient and still thinking of me even though it’s been hard for me to be around much. I’ve got a ton of notifications (MAYBE TUMBLR GOT ITS SHIT TOGETHER 🤘), and I really will try and get to them as soon as I can.

Love y’all, and thanks for still loving on me even when I’m MIA. You’ve no idea how much it’s helping me 💖🤘

[poof-tylee]

I'm so far behind but...

I'm still on chapter 117 of Gladiator and chapter 124 just came out.... I guess I've got time to catch up now that I'm on spring break. I do have to give congratulations to @seyaryminamoto for putting her life into this Story since today is Gladiators 4 year anniversary if I'm correct.

[mariesbookblog]

I had some long, shitty days so I'll catch up on my memories tomorrow. I'll provide pictures to make up for it.