Rotten Girl™️

The don't pay SQH enough for this

I love it in moshang fics when Mobei Jun is smugly self-satisfied about 'winning' Shang Qinghua, while everyone is just kind of ??? about it.

MBJ: I have at last seduced Qinghua with my fat tits and skillful murdering of things.

LBH: oh you were... you were doing that on purpose? you, uh, wanted his... attention?

MBJ: who wouldn't?

Simultaneously glance over to Shang Qinghua, who is literally skulking around the nearest throne, wringing his hands (he's nervous) but it looks like a stereotypical cartoon villain's gestures. It's been four days since he remembered to wash his hair. He has dark circles under his eyes. He smells of stale fear sweat and has ink splotches on his hands and the edges of his sleeves. After darting a quick look around, he reaches into his sleeve and produces some kind of food item, which is barely visible before he starts stuffing it -- rodent-like -- into his cheeks.

MBJ: *sighs wistfully*

LBH:

he won

twitter absolutely ate these up so heres some moshang sketchies

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. NEED MORE.

Moshang is so important to me actually

Look. Look. I think the hardest thing about your twenties is the shift from getting shoved towards new frontiers of maturity by, like, puberty and education and the logistics of gaining independence, to you having to shove yourself. It’s a mental recalibration from “you grow up whether you like it or not” to “you can and should keep evolving, but now you have to choose it. And you have to choose it a half-dozen times a day in increasingly annoying ways. And this sucks but the reward is that you get to be a person in the world.”

Will Graham will look at a crime scene and be like “this isn’t a murder, it’s a master’s thesis. our killer is getting their mfa in killing.” and everyone else will be like “ah yes of course. Murder Grad School. you’re a genius, Will.” and then Will goes to therapy and Hannibal is like “would you go to art school if you could, Will?” and Will looks up at him through his coquettish whore eyelashes and he goes “I’m more of a painter than a sculptor.” and Hannibal nods and takes notes but all his notes just say “Mrs. William Graham” in different cursive styles with hearts over all the i’s. and then Will drives home to Virginia and has a dream where he’s like sculpting a stag out of marble or something while he’s sweating through his only set of bedsheets. great show no notes love u Bryan Fuller <3

the obvious choice…

Grief does serve a purpose. Evolutionary psych is all speculation, but like, the existence of grief is essentially a really strong motivator to protect your loved ones. Protecting your loved ones... is a way to help ensure your reproduction and survival. The former because often your loved ones share either your genes or a responsibility for parenting children with your genes, and the latter because your loved ones will help save you when you're in need, later. Because they also feel love, and grief

Just because something evolved because it was a good survival skill in the environment (grieving the loss of community members IS a good survival skill in our traditional environment. for reasons stated above.) doesn't mean we can't find our own meaning in it. Grief exists because the people who grieved were more likely to survive and reproduce. I think that can be interpreted in a beautiful way on it's own, and failing that, you can experience your own grief in a way that is spiritual and not intended for survival; you are not beholden to evolution

Thou art godshatter

ur trauma didn’t make you funny and while we’re on the topic ur music taste is unlistenable etc

Cappy sure loves his NAPpuccinos and Costco rotisserie chickens

The separation of Rotisserie Chicken and Connoisseur keep making me think they’re two separate things

sometimes when he sits down he reminds me of a rotisserie chicken