#distantsnow

@translatedhearts is a good bean but she won’t admit that because satan incarnate :p but she is and i love her so much. an amazing writing partner, and a great friend, i sometimes i feel bad that you usually get my rants when you just woke up or just got to bed because timezones, but you are very supportive anyway. your muses are awesome and i guess you could say i’m familiar with 70% of them but i stan 101% of them all.

        ❝ god, campuses give me war flashbacks. and i’ve actually been to warzones. uni’s still worse. ❞

@distantsnow​ (+ insert all of libby’s blogs here) i mean, what can i say. she. a beautiful soul, a beautiful mun - i stan one (1) disaster lesbian. and the plots we’ve created and written about will always be in my heart, you know? she’s a good bean, multi-talented too. a strong soul and a great friend. honestly i just couldn’t ask for more. her writing is always on point, and i will never shut up about how well-developed each character she put her creative hands to. with her extensive headcanons and how serious she is in studying the source material to build her own divergence? amazing.

RP allowed me to make friends all over the world, I think that’s how it changed me the most! Most of my close online friends are made through RP, and some I’ve even met in real life or remained close friends with even after they quit the RPC. There are times when we speak about how life is on different halves of the world and frankly I think I learned a lot of the Western hemisphere bc of this!

you are the sweetest ever and i love you so much. ♥

SO, THIS IS BAIXUE TEMPLE? He stood before the grandiose of a structure, statues of cultivators, monks, and gods forming an array of sculptures leading towards the entrance. He hadn’t meant to wander here until one of the rare times Wei Wuxian realized he’d missed his mother, travelling uphill in search for the celestial mountains said to be hidden from plain sight. Before the patriarch realized what he was doing, he realized he was lost. Everywhere around him greenery spreads thick. Any poor soul could have wandered astray from the main path and ended up nowhere, but he was lucky, or so he thought, to trample upon this temple he’s heard so much about. But, would such a righteous temple welcome him, a figure of hatred by the common people of Nothern China? Until the sound of feet shifts from across the plain, Wei Wuxian hurried behind a rock to hide himself from view.

     Snorting, the sect leader crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at where Xue Yang had just disappeared to. Yes, how could they just stand by? Nie Mingjue had been appalled upon hearing the severity of the young man’s crimes - even more so when he’d learned that Jin Guangyao seemed intended to let him off easy. He’d been prepared to end Xue Yang’s life on the spot, and yet, his sworn brother ( his lip curled at the reminder of what was once a true brotherhood ) stepped in to attempt to calm him down. Which, needless to say, had not worked. ❝I don’t know about you, but I have no intention of standing by and doing nothing.❞ Turning to Song Zichen, a dark brow rose, ❝Though I doubt I’d make a difference alone.❞ Jin Guangyao was stubborn and had stanch supporters - even with the sway Nie Mingjue held, he might need help if they really were to have Xue Yang executed. // meme I can’t find. & not accepting.