Whenever I mail out papercraft, I draw a little doodle on the outside of the envelope. I thought this envelope doodle of JC and WWX turned out extra cute, so I decided to color it! Yunmeng Shuangjie!!
"what do you MEAN you've been in lotus pier for ONE (1) HOUR and you've already FALLEN into the lake and you had to be SAVED FROM DYING by JIANG WANYIN?!?"
"da-ge did u know his eyes look almost purple under the yunmeng sun..."
honestly i think the selling point of romance for me (and where it usually fails to land) is 'can i imagine these people sharing an in-joke'
like, are they in cahoots. can they laugh together. do they have a similar enough or at least complementary enough outlook that they can connect over something being funny (even if it's funny in a fucked up way! sometimes those are the best in-jokes!)
that's not necessarily true love in and of itself, but it does feel like an essential component to me
these are different things btw. actual adaptability means not dealing with being miserable long term. and being constantly mildly annoyed/frustrated with a situation but being “able to deal with it” counts as ambient misery. btw.
let this be your sign to make your life just a little more livable. get a dollar store trash can for your bedside so Cup City’s invasion plans fall through. block a tag or post that makes you grind your teeth every time you see it. get some grip pads so your bed stops sliding across the hardwood a little bit every time you get in it. tell that person you need a little more support. if you get annoyed at a situation more than a couple times, change it. don’t be content with being miserable.
and the more that you start doing this, the better you will get at detecting your own feelings and advocating for yourself! This is an important start to being more of a person in the world if you struggle with that
Lan Wangji stared at his brother with the exact amount of dismay that Lan Xichen had known to expect, then turned to their uncle, hoping he would help him. He used to do the same as a child, always wilful if he was sure that the rules of their sect were on his side.
This time, they were not. Lan Xichen had made sure of it, helped by both Lan Qiren and Nie Huaisang.
“She is a lady of great skill,” Lan Qiren said in answer to his younger nephew's silent plea for help. “Her cultivation is excellent, her personality is acceptable, she has good manners. I see no reason to object to the match.”
“What of xiongzhang's feelings?” Lan Wangji insisted, his expression so pathetic his brother nearly felt sorry for him.
Of course to an outsider, Lan Wangji likely only looked mildly inconvenienced. But Lan Xichen was used to all his expressions, just as he was used to giving in to nearly all of his brother's demands.
On this he would not budge.
“What of my feelings indeed?” Lan Xichen asked with an innocent smile. “I get along wonderfully with Tian Yuanjun. We've been on Night Hunts together. We agree on most topics, and have interesting debates when we happen to disagree. She is as happy to marry me as I am to marry her.”
“You do not love her.”
Lan Xichen winced. Regrettably, in contact with Wei Wuxian, his brother had learned to occasionally be direct, always at the worst of times.
“I love her as much as I love you, Wangji. As much as I love the children in our sect.”
“As much as you love Nie Huaisang?” Lan Wangji accused.
“Do you love me less than your husband?” Lan Xichen retorted. “No, don't try to answer that,” he quickly added, seeing the pain on his brother's face. “My question was unfair, but so was yours. I love him differently than I love her, or you, or shufu. Must you make this so difficult for me, Wangji?”
Far from being properly chastised, Lan Wangji turned again to their uncle.
“Is cheating on a spouse not against the rules?”
“It is,” Lan Qiren agreed.
Lan Wangji turned back to his brother, quietly triumphant. If the rules said so, there was nothing to do but obey. Yet Lan Xichen only smirked at him.
“Of course cheating is a vague concept,” Lan Qiren went on. “Tian Yuanjun is aware of her future husband's pre-existing relationship, and does not mind. I believe she even counted it as a determining factor in making an agreement with Xichen.”
A nod from Lan Xichen confirmed that. Tian Yuanjun wanted out of her father's home, and she wanted children, but she was uninterested in sharing her bed more than necessary. A marriage with a man who needed heirs but otherwise preferred to spend his nights elsewhere, in a sect that generally segregated between sexes, was a dream come true for her.
“That is not the spirit of the rules,” Lan Wangji insisted.
Lan Xichen smiled at him.
“Please do tell me more about following not only the letter, but also the spirit of our rules, Wangji. That is a debate I'm sure will be edifying to both of us. And perhaps we might also invite your husband to that conversation, to see what he thinks of it?”
Lan Wangji glared at him. Lan Xichen stared right back, never losing his smile.
Eventually Lan Wangji looked away, defeated at last.
“Nie Huaisang is a bad influence on you,” he still threw at his brother.
This, Lan Xichen could let him have. Of course Nie Huaisang was a terrible influence, teaching him to get his way even when it inconvenienced others, and Lan Xichen was ever so glad to have him in his life.
"Sys how is your decent into fiber arts hell going"
Glad you asked. I have arrived at 'modern flax is Bullshit compared to what we had in historical textiles, the flax widely available for handspinning is basically the tow that would be discarded from textile creation and used with tar to caulk ships back in the day'
This naturally led me down a hole of 'why is the staple length of this stuff a bullshit 6 inches' and the answer is 'we have bred modern flax more for the oil than the fiber because cotton usurped the place of everyday textile thanks to slavery and the cotton gin'
Anyway, THIS led me to a rabbit hole that culminated in me finding flax seed bred for proper 30 inch tall plants for fiber, sold by some fellow minded nerds on a website that has not been updated since 1998 and you have to email them to buy anything.
Also got my longline fiber flax strick and am BITING THE WALLS
Look at the staple length of a few fibers from that I pulled out, as opposed to the flax top commonly sold to spinners, just below it. Fuck Me Sideways no wonder I was having trouble spinning the flax top, it's basically tow that would have been used for sack cloth
the women's section of our gym is currently closed so i've been using the general weights area and i've since had men offer unsolicited advice on my training (i train for martial arts so i have variations on some exercises) but last week i got so sick of it so i started training with any of the lads guys on the workout quality time with 100% brightness on and with my phone propped up and super visible near me and so far no one has approached me...
It's really sad that this is what it takes to makes men leave someone alone.
And possibly worse that my brain immediately goes "is this a matter of them seeing another man on your screen and thinking 'she *belongs* to someone'?"
"wet" - I love the idea that this is actually both of their first kiss, and SY is currently panicking internally but going 'must pass this off as normal'
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