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I go by she/her and you can call me Spoon. Enjoy?

Shen Qingqiu who, while Shang Qinghua is recovering from some random poisoning (that demon has already died at the hands of Mobei, don't worry), is forced to spend time with Mobei-jun.

At first it's tense. He arrives, a mandatory tea out of politeness. It's usually frozen. They don't have much to talk about or anything in common except their concern for Shang Qinghua.

Except they do have in common. At some point, perhaps, Shen Qingqiu mentions some rare beast, and Mobei-jun comments that he killed a couple of those. That leads to the first long conversation the two of you can have.

The next time, Mobei-jun brings back the beast's fangs. The two return to their conversation about monsters. Mobei-jun speaks little, concisely, but he talks about how to kill those beasts, the properties of their organs, the functioning of their poisons. Shen Qingqiu shares his bestiaries and provides additional information.

Then, even when Shang Qinghua improves, Shen Qingqiu usually takes advantage of the time when he has to stay in the northern palace with his husband to, well, expand his bestiary. Mobei-jun also seems to be passionate about flora that can kill, or anything huge and dangerous. Shen Qingqiu enjoys their conversations and learns to get more than just a few words out of Mobei-jun's sullen mouth.

Of course, he actually tells Shang Qinghua:

"When your husband isn't being monosyllabic, it's a good conversation" he says simply. "I didn't know he knew so much about flora, monsters and strange beasts. When I find a rare flower and can't remember its name, I'll ask Mobei, not you."

Shang Qinghua laughs a lot at that.

"Ah, I think that's because, well, you know, inspirations and all that..."

Shen Qingqiu looks at Shang Qinghua very curiously.

"Inspirations? You created your perfect husband from scratch. Who did you get your inspiration from, Airplane bro? Spill the tea, let's see the vicious tastes of this shameless author."

Shang Qinghua laughs a little foolishly.

"Well, you see, I had this classmate in college. A very rich guy" Shang Qinghua makes a funny face as he buries in the past. "He was cold and monosyllabic, even hostile to those who were rude, but hey, he could give you an infodumping of all the monsters in The Witcher without even doing research. I heard him do it once and, man, that guy was crazy" and Shang Qinghua continues talking while, as if by omen, Shen Qingqiu begins to feel a strange sensation of vertigo. "He was kind of cute, well, not exactly my fully type, he was very tall but lacked many muscles, but he had the biggest and prettiest resting bitch face I've ever seen on anyone even my king. He always wore all those fancy clothes that cost the same as my apartment rent, those silver accessories, rings, necklaces, bracelets... His hair was also kind of long, now that I think about it, and when he wore it down it was, god, a delight. I liked him a little. He was my college crush." and Shang Qinghua shrugs, laughing. His cheeks are red and Shen Qingqiu feels that his own ears are red, too. "Cucumber bro, it's actually a bit silly. I remember this boy's last name was also Shen."

That... That's the last straw.

"You-!" and Shen Qingqiu finds himself hitting him with the fan before he realizes it. "How-? What the hell!?"

"Ow, ow, OUCH, Cucumber bro!! What's going on?!"

Shen Qingqiu feels his face burning. His hands tremble over the fan. What the fuck!?

"... Bro?!"

"That classmate of yours" Shen Qingqiu hisses, just to confirm "His name was Shen Yuan?"

Shang Qinghua blinks, confused, recalling his thoughts. Suddenly, his entire face lights up with a wide smile.

"Oh, I forgot!! Yes, that was it!!" and his gaze becomes mischievous. "You met him, too?! He was a delicious little thing, honestly, a nice round butt, he... OUCH-"

"He was me" Shen Qingqiu hisses, opening his fan and hiding behind it. He wrinkles his nose in disgust. Of all the people in the world...!

Shang Qinghua gasps, looking like he was given some vital information. His face, contrary to what Shen Qingqiu expected, does not change into horror, but into mockery.

"Oh, bro" and starts laughing out loud "BRO"

"Damn fourth-rate author, what the hell is wrong with you!!!"

"Bro, BRO, I created a part of my husband based on you!! And you're married to my son self-inserted in a power fantasy!! It's like we're indirectly married!!"

"Fuck you!!"

"Ohh, how cute!! Do you want to jump to the honeymoon already?!"

"Get away!!"

Shen Qingqiu doesn't visit Shang Qinghua again for over a month. However, he does spend some time talking about monsters with Mobei-jun while his husband takes care of the demon court (in the time he would usually use to gossip and fool around with Shang Qinghua), it's just his thing.

Due to the name "GIMP" being considered quite offensive in some dialects of english, which has been a renewed topic of debate among the wider FOSS community, we are proud to announce that across the next month or so the project will be rebranding!

From now on, GIMP will be known as FAG!

The name stands for "FOSS Art & Graphics"! As our project had no longer been associated with GNU at all for a long while now, we felt it was finally time to sign the divorce papers and get rid of their name tainting ours. However we still wanted to convey that FAG is and always will be Free and Open Source software. After a long session of brainstorming, spending days upon days looking for a name that conveys our values and project well, we finally ended at FAG. We're quite happy with it! What do you guys think? Let us know through comments and reblogs!

Oh when a character's actions are bad, but you can see why they became like this and how they had no other choice than to behave this way. How they were pushed into the role of a villain only because the ones doing them injustice were on the side of the protagonist. (Better yet if the ones doing them injustice had no other choice either.)

Now they have to be here. They have to hurt those who MADE THEMSELVES their enemies. There is no other way to end this. Their anger is justified. But they have to be defeated anyway. They have to fall because they are hurting others, and although you can see WHY, you can sympathise, you can want revenge for them, you know the story cannot end like this. You know that the ending where they win is a bad one. There is no undoing their wrongs, and there is no undoing the injustice and pain inflicted on them either. It's too tangled up to ever be straightened out.

They must die. They must die or be otherwise defeated, suffering yet another fall. With a sad, compassionate hand, you must strike them down and rip away the only thing they have left. Those same people who have wronged them in the first place not have to finish them.

Even though they did nothing to deserve this in the first place, their life will consist of so much pain, defeat, and betrayal, simply because it's too late. Some messes cannot be cleaned, some can only be bathed in bloodshed until there is nothing left to disrupt the silence.

Love nonbinary people forever, regardless of how they look, how they present, what pronouns do they look or whether they want to pursue medical transition or not. An AMAB nb person has a beard and looks like a bear? Good for them. An AFAB agender person is breasting boobily down the stairs? Good for them! A genderflux person decides to pursue medical transition and still be genderflux? Fantastic stuff imo. A nonbinary person does not want to disclose their ASAB? Also great! Again, love nonbinary people forever, unconditionally so.

That moment when you randomly remember something that happened when you were 9 and you suddenly want to die

For eight hundred years, a ghost in red followed a man dressed in white.

Xie Lian never asked for devotion, yet Hua Cheng offered it freely. He never sought love, yet it found him in the quiet moments—between laughter and blood, between longing and eternity.

There are stories of gods who fall from grace, but this is the tale of one who fell—and was caught in hands that never let go.

imagine you are a fourteen year old kissass and the teacher you are sucking up to tells you to bully the shit out of the new kid, and you say sir yes sir. fast forward a couple years and suddenly your teacher decides he thinks that loser new kid is the actually the shit and he starts spoiling the hell out of him. now you and your least favorite classmate are locked in a fierce battle to see Who Can Be The Biggest Teacher's Pet and for some fucking reason the little dickhead is winning. he won't shut up about how the teacher who told you to kick his ass a few years ago is definitely going to marry him as soon as he's legal. unfortunately(?) before this happens, he dies(?) and now your teacher is depressed and you have bigger problems than worrying about losing the Favorite Student competition even though your competitor is dead. except he's not dead and now he's back and stupidly hot and also he has lost his fucking mind because your teacher killed himself in his arms, and now you have to run a mountain because your teacher is dead. except he's not dead either and now your former favorite punching bag is threatening to blow this whole place up because he wants to be loved, and you're wondering if maybe that bullying in your adolescence had longterm psychological effects. fast forward again and you are still in charge of a mountain about half the time because your teacher is too busy fucking the kid he told you to bully 15+ years ago

I don't really have a punchline to this, ming fan's life is so fucking weird

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