Mei Nianqing in my fic lmaoo
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Mei Nianqing in my fic lmaoo
jun wu toxic boss of all time it must be said
Jun Wu: Guoshi! You! Unbearable! Stubborn! Ram!
Nianqing: Well...
Nianqing: I'll remind you of something.
Jun Wu: "I've changed my mind. I like your insufferability, Mei"
Jun Wu: STOP IT!
Taking care of Qi Rong
Don't make noise when you know everything.
What if I want to make noise? To be noticed, talked about, acknowledged?
Мaybe you want to do something useful?
And what's that? Let me guess, shut up to make everyone feel better? Fuck off.
Well, tell me something worthwhile, Qi Rong. Break the news, be a comedian, come on.
(is he kidding me?) You know what? I'll tell you.
That's what I'm talking about? And then he's like BAM that's hilarious! Nianqing, imagine! Ahahahahaha!
* Nianqing listens carefully*
Guoshi is slowly turning into one of those lotr elves
Guoshi's 5% amused
crown prince and his most devoted believer
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Shenwu mami
The hinterlands: here is a ruin
Solas: ah! Imagine the secrets the fade must hold here
Me: probably a bunch I guess
Solas: the lost arts! The forgotten histories! Battles long won and lost, triumph and tragedy both swept away by time, that great equalizer
Me: sure
Solas: lo there do I but see the glimmer of a forgotten dream hidden in a wall long toppled. What that dream might tell us were we but to ask
Me: you’re not getting out of looking for this druffalo by taking a nap in a ruin
Solas: hark and listen, for I’ve already unrolled my bedroll, my head already lies upon it, oh here I go to the mysteries of the fade, just come get me in a few hours, you’ll fetch the fucking fantasy bison, you can fetch me too
Limpia tu mente, expulsa la culpa.