I would already do anything for you, Lan Xichen had thought at the time, full of sorrow. In a way that goes well beyond what I felt for him. But even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me, would you?
Anyway I went a little feral over the newest chapter of Unfettered by @robininthelabyrinth because lxc pining and having very dubious tastes in men was just *chef’s kiss*
me every time someone has the smallest complaint about their hairdresser: did you know that hair cutting tools are legit SUPER CHEAP to buy? Like, the cheap stuff is less than going to the hairdresser once, and it'll last you very long. Same for an electric razor. And cutting your own hair is easier than you think, especially for maintenance/simple styles. Did you know that? Did you?
You think since the Lan do handstands but also there's no running allowed in the cloud recesses = Lans always skip leg day and everyone's built like an upside down Dorito in the cloud recesses
Shoutout to characters that are both genuinely deeply kind and also genuinely terrifying and willing to spill buckets worth of blood to get something done. And neither of these are an act, they're just both very true.
There’s a great deal of interpretation possible regarding how and how much JGY’s deceptions hurt LXC, but, at the end of the day, what’s really not up for interpretation is that the single deception that hurts LXC the most, the deception that breaks him, the deception that plays on his trust to get him to take an action he would not have otherwise, and the deception that shows a complete lack of regard for his feelings, does not come from JGY.
Been reading a lot of history lately and I'm having complicated feelings about, like, standards of living in the present.
We eat food that only kings and nobility could once afford. We have stopped fearing diseases that used to destroy entire families at once. We have complicated hobbies, many so intricate that they are impossible to describe to someone who doesn't already know about them. We live in luxury by the standards of most of history.
And yet, we're still stuck with many of the same fears as the lowest of peasants always had. Can I afford food? Will my lord's decision, made regardless of my opinion on the matter, bring war and famine and ruin? Will a new and unpredictable illness appear and take those I love most?
Luxuries and powerlessness combined in a way they've rarely been before
There's something... interesting? sad? about that line of thoughts, I think
the chief cultivator line
nie huaisang but make him fat