"Stay with me". (Got to ep 11, for now)
I really enjoy it so far. The story is great. The boys are handsome. The burn is slow.
But the biggest impression so far is the romanticized communism. It's like watching an old Soviet movie, except its early 2000s. It's insane and gets me every time.
That scene with the kids cleaning the classroom and "the honor of the group" concept. Damn.
I'm actually working on something of a long-fic involving the previous generation. But sometimes there is something short that comes out. This one is set in my alternative-Qin-Su AU and many many years after the events of the book. It is somewhat vague. Just a vibe, I guess.
I'm suddenly very worried about what happened to Jin Guangyao’s hand. The one Lan Wangji cut off. Did they remember to toss it in the coffin with the rest of him? Did they suppress it separately? Under the same mountain? Somwhere else? Is there a random very tiny coffin covered in runes out there? Did Nie Huaisang collect it and stuffed it in one of the walls of the sabers hall? Does it count as an adequate replacement for Nie Mingjue's leg? Or is it just a bit too small? Did it escape in the commotion, and they had to send the juniors to deal with a Mo village type of situation once again? And Lan Sizhui is like "ok, we know what to do, all we need is a couple of walking corpses to fight it, oh-oh, wwx and lwj just eloped, quinquin it is"
imagine one single slender jiggy hand, scuttling away from the wreckage of the yunping guanyin temple....
Wonderful post and even more wonderful tags
The tags seem to reach consensus that the hand keeps doing paperwork for the Jin sect.
Poor guy, can't catch a break. The rest of the body is -single handedly- fighting Nie Mingjue. Except that one limb, that is stuck doing paperwork.
Multitasking even after death.
OMFG!
Found one (spanish(google translate and common sence are my friends), tagged Dead Dove)
I'm suddenly very worried about what happened to Jin Guangyao’s hand. The one Lan Wangji cut off. Did they remember to toss it in the coffin with the rest of him? Did they suppress it separately? Under the same mountain? Somwhere else? Is there a random very tiny coffin covered in runes out there? Did Nie Huaisang collect it and stuffed it in one of the walls of the sabers hall? Does it count as an adequate replacement for Nie Mingjue's leg? Or is it just a bit too small? Did it escape in the commotion, and they had to send the juniors to deal with a Mo village type of situation once again? And Lan Sizhui is like "ok, we know what to do, all we need is a couple of walking corpses to fight it, oh-oh, wwx and lwj just eloped, quinquin it is"
imagine one single slender jiggy hand, scuttling away from the wreckage of the yunping guanyin temple....
Wonderful post and even more wonderful tags
The tags seem to reach consensus that the hand keeps doing paperwork for the Jin sect.
Poor guy, can't catch a break. The rest of the body is -single handedly- fighting Nie Mingjue. Except that one limb, that is stuck doing paperwork.
Multitasking even after death.
OMFG!
Lan Xichen: where did you get that baby?
Lan Wangji, holding Wen Yuan: He's mine.
Lan Xichen: ...Ok...
Lan Wangji: ... ...his name is 'I miss my boyfriend'
Lan Xichen: You cannot name him that.
Lan Wangji: Watch me.
Well, Nostalgie is a beautiful name.
I really really can't deal with canonic Qin Su. Not just because I created a completely different version in my head. But mostly because she just doesn't make any sense.
Assuming the story that we are told is true. She decided that she loved this man and was going to marry him. Probably, no matter what the society said. She insisted and plotted. She even slept with him and got pregnant before the wedding.
But then she doesn't have the brain capacity to ask Bicao *when* her mother told him about Jim Guangshan? And to make the simplest calculation?
Come on! This is driving me crazy!
Do you think Jin Guangyao would be a fan of the "Death Stairs" group on facebook?
Does he rate every post by "the rolling down those stairs experience"?
Because I just stole this from there, and it fits somehow.
i feel like fandom would really benefit from adopting the idea of readings, as in interpretations. anyone can interpret canon as saying anything on even the most tenuous of justifications. if you interpret a detail or moment in a particular way, great! but if someone interprets that thing in another way, even in a way which directly contradicts your interpretation, that’s also okay. multiple readings can exist at once without invalidating any of them
a lot of fandom drama seems to arise from people acting as if their interpretations are True or Factual in some way, when really all anyone can do is speak to their own interpretations & experiences. which is natural! and good! many voices with many interpretations and approaches is healthy and good. the trouble is depicting a reading, which is a very personal thing, as universally true, and then getting frustrated that others don’t interpret events the same way. & i get it, that can be annoying, especially if you think those other interpretations are misunderstanding the canon. but so much of the time it’s just a different reading, taking into account details you might not have noticed or maybe just viewing them in a different light, informed by different life experiences & values & everything else that goes into a personal interpretation of a creative work
by trying to depict One Single Reading of a text as Correct, fandom loses all the nuance of interpretation & also just turns everyone into a bunch of rabid raccoons fighting over different ways to look through the same kaleidoscope
For Meng Yao, this realization culminated in a pile of corpses and a very interesting conversation with his previous boss.
Finally got around to watching Guardian.
World building? Explaining creatures and magic? Creating lore that will work out with our current state of technology?
You know what:
And I respect that!
word of honor is a comfort show specifically for scenes like when Cheng Ling the accidently adopted child of two mass murderers gets kidnapped by Soft Butch Assassin and her girlfriend High Femme Assassin for a piece of the glazed donut when Zhou Zi Shu shows up like "UNHAND MY CHILD!!" And CL is all "omg I'm your son 🥺🥺" and ZZS is like "I suddenly can't read I don't know mariah carey.gif" meanwhile our lesbian assassins are like "god people have no respect for torture time anymore" and they all have a swirly twirly fight b/c everyone is dressed to the NINES b/c if you're gonna be a murderer in a wuxia show you are also gonna look PEAK FABULOUS thank you very fucking much and then ZZS is like "oh no my nipple nails of cancer are acting up" and whenever his nipples are aching who shows up but Wen Ke Xing busting through the door like the koolaid man with the energy of a queen lip syncing for her life on Rupaul all "HOW DARE YOU HARM MY HUSBAND AND OUR CHILD" and ZZS is like "he's not our child!!" and another swirly twirly fight happens and the lesbians dip so our marital arts family chases them outside only to be confronted by ZOMBIES or crackheads whichever and WKX is like "husband, take our child and run" and ZZS is obviously not gonna do that cause like both a feral cat & a millennial he's always Down to Fight and also lacks general self-preservation so WKX is like "dying alongside you is also a beautiful way to die" meanwhile CL in the back wondering if they could all just not die like he didn't stick a piece of the glazed donut in his stomach and hang out with his boring, beige, busted uncles for 2 weeks just get eaten train to busan style the fuck
and then Scorpion King (not the rock) floats down from the sky in slow mo like a Jrock act floating down onto the stage playing his little guitar like "HELLOOOOOOOO ANCIENT CHINA!! HOW WE FEELING TONIGHT?" and ZZS is like "not a fucking band kid" so he throws smoke bombs naruto style and they all dip
and in the end of all~~~ of this CL is like "so I'm your son right?" and ZZS is like, "fuck it, fine" and signs the adoption papers while wwx is like planning an autumn wedding
" 'It’s not that Huaisang is worthless but just that his ambitious don't lie here,' Jin Guangyao advised him.
'And you've figured out exactly where his ambitions do lie?' Nie Mingjue said.
Jin Guangyao smiled. 'Of course. Is it not my forte? The only one I can't figure out is da-ge.' "
Somebody is being too arrogant for his own good.
Btw, nhs is playing with his fans and probably eavesdropping in the parlor nearby. He did want to hear that song.
I think that there's a feeling that, if you start writing something and don't finish it, it's a failure.
As someone who has far more unfinished pieces than finished pieces (sorry to anyone who reads my stuff on AO3), here are a few good things about doing this:
First, all writing is practice. Just like there are reasons to sketch and do practice drawings, writing even unfinished pieces builds your skills in drafting sentences, characterization, voice, tone, and even working in a variety of styles. If you start a story in a new style, even if you never finish it, you have some experience in that style now.
It can also tell you what you love or hate about something. Sometimes you don't finish something because you realize you don't like it. That knowledge is also valuable.
Second, you can always go back to unfinished work. The main novel that I'm querying right now is one where I wrote the first couple thousand words and then didn't touch it again for probably at least a year and a half. It's now a finished novel.
Sometimes you need space away from a story to make it work. Sometimes you need to improve your writing skills to be able to accomplish whatever you were trying to accomplish then. Sometimes you need a mental or physical health break or you just need more time in the day before you can finish something.
Third, writing is fun and you shouldn't hold yourself or your sense of success at writing to how many stories you finish. Did you enjoy yourself even for the period of time that you wrote whatever you wrote? Did you end up with something cool, interesting, fun, exciting, weird, or different? Great, that's all a victory.
"Write the fic you want to read" this and "fic writer is just a reader who didn’t find the fic they wanted to read" that.
No.
My brain is just spontaneously generating dialogs and scenes. And then they live there, running forever in loops and taking over my life. The only way to move forward and break the groundhog day is to write that shit down. And then the space is freed in my head, and new stuff gets generated. That need to be written down, lest they drive me crazy. And so on and so forth, forever.
Sometimes, it becomes a coherent story.
Sometimes, I inflict it on the citizens of the internet.
Oh... Qin Su... my little, streotipical, hysterical, dumb trophy wife who got axed for the dramatic effect. Just to make the tragic list of people killed by the hands of your husband just a little bit longer. I couldn’t stand the narative doing this to you. So you got a makeover.
Here, have some agency.
"Nie Huaisang’s face was bright red and he refused to let go of Jin Guangyao.
'Oh, san-ge!! What should I do?! Can't you help me just this one last time?! I promise it'll be just this one last time!!' "
Well... he kept his promise, didn't he?...
"And so, without thinking, he yanked this time as well. But because this forehead ribbon was already a little crooked and a little loose, this made it slip completely off Lan Wangji’s forehead. "
I can't shake the feeling that lwj actually did this on purpose. After wwx teased him about the ribbon, he got the idea. He loosened the ribbon and drifted where it would be in wwx's face. With quite a predictable result.
