We can keep the quest chips but otherwise the protein people must be stopped at any cost
10.03.2026 21:27
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We can keep the quest chips but otherwise the protein people must be stopped at any cost
Since this has actually genuinely seemed to really upset or hurt at least one person can I just be very clear and say
- If you dont care or want to post on reddit about your games you shouldnt
- If you have no need or call for promoting your work thats cool good very good
- We have different needs
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“How can that be? If the mistress hasn’t slept, how can a maid sleep first?” Qiaoyin shook her head firmly. Ouyang Juese shook her head helplessly, then said: “Qiaoyin, I’ve told you I don’t see you as a servant. You’re my sister.” “Mistress–” Qiaoyin looked at Ouyang Juese, her eyes full of emotion. “Go rest,” Ouyang Juese smiled and patted her head.
chapter 100! they're mostly very short, so it's less impressive than it sounds, but still!
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“Quick, let go of our master!” The fat man’s servants snapped out of their daze and frantically shouted at the masked man. Heavens, nothing could happen to their master! If something did, not only would the mistresses tear them apart, but if Imperial Consort blamed them, they wouldn’t even have intact corpses. The servants wailed internally, eyes wide and unblinking as they stared at the masked man’s hand, terrified one squeeze would end their master’s life. “Gentleman, let’s talk things over. Why resort to violence?” The madam saw the man ignoring her, but she couldn’t just stand by. If someone died here, not only would the Fengyue House be finished, but she’d probably have to report to the King of Hell too. She could only plaster a smile on her face and plead with the masked man. This time, though the masked man didn’t directly refuse, he turned his gaze toward Peerless, who had remained silent throughout.
i do appreciate when loyalty of the servants to a shitty master is more abt pragmatism and not wanting to die instead of some kind of weird loyalty that reads a bit like 'slave race theory', ya know?
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Who was Juese? Who was Qingcheng? Why did they feel so familiar? The masked man thought desperately, trying to lift the veil of fog to see the man and woman’s faces. But his head felt like it was about to explode. The wrenching pain made him involuntarily clutch his head with both hands. “Miss Peerless, what will you perform for us tonight?” The men below, upon seeing Peerless, all had flames burning in their eyes — a man’s desire for a woman. But they also knew Peerless wasn’t an ordinary pleasure house girl. Even with money, one might not get into her bed. “That’s right, how about a rendition of ‘The Eighteen Caresses1‘? Ha ha ha…”
more patriarchal horrors, and a mysterious man in a bronze mask???
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As evening approached, the sun descended from the mountains, and fiery sunset colors filled the sky. Knock knock knock– The sudden knocking startled Peerless. She quickly hid the painting in the secret compartment, wiped the tears from her eyes, washed her face with a nearby towel, then called out: “Come in–“ “Greetings, Miss,” two young maids entered, curtsying to Peerless.
in which we learn what ouyang juese has been up to these last three years, and the horrors of being a beautiful woman in a patriarchal society (there will be more of that)
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“…” At these words, they fell silent. Alas, they had some money, but spending it just to see Peerless once was too extravagant. In the rear courtyard of the Fengyue House was a sizable building. Outside, flowers bloomed fragrantly and trees provided shade. This was the Fengyue House’s most mysterious and intriguing place — the Peerless Pavilion, residence of the house’s number one courtesan, Peerless. Through the open carved lattice windows, one could see the beautiful scenery in the courtyard. Soft sunlight fell, as if draping the courtyard in golden gauze. A gentle breeze entered through the window, stirring the bead curtains to produce a pleasant tinkling sound. “Qiaoyin, have you found anything?”
first chapter of the family search arc! who might that courtesan be, i wonder
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“Impossible!” Though Luo Wenbo already had a vague answer in his heart, he refused to believe it. “The rotting on my body has completely healed, and I haven’t felt any pain. Don’t think you can fool me.” “Hehehe…” Chu Yifan still laughed wickedly, making one’s hair stand on end. “Your symptoms temporarily disappeared because he gave you another poison that suppressed the toxicity of the Seven-Day Gut-Wrenching Pill. But at the same time, this poison has been lurking in your heart. When it finally erupts, your entire body will rapidly age — one year older each day. Within days, you’ll be dead…” Chu Yifan’s words left everyone dumbstruck. There was actually such a poison? “No, no. I don’t believe it.”
last chapter of the jianghu arc!
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The black-clad men nodded, then scattered. The leader stood by a tree, a gleam of satisfaction crossing the eyes visible above his face cloth. Soon, this place would become ruins, just like the Ouyang residence back then. But he wouldn’t give that remaining root of the Ouyang family another chance to grow with the spring wind. This time, he would definitely cut the grass and pull out the roots2. The night wind continued to blow. The prefect’s office under the dark sky was like a dead city — eerily quiet. As time passed, the leader felt something was wrong. He looked around and found no movement at all. This wasn’t right. By now, their people should have made their move, and there should have been unusual sounds from within the prefect’s office. His brows furrowed tightly. He drew the sword at his waist and carefully walked further inside. Just as he reached the rear courtyard, the courtyard gate behind him suddenly slammed shut. The black-clad man was startled. In an instant, lights blazed all around, turning night into day. To his horror, he discovered their men had all been bound — groups of them sitting on the ground with their mouths gagged. And there, at the front of the courtyard, stood Ouyang Qingcheng and the others, along with the prefect and a crowd of bailiffs behind him… “How?” The leader simply couldn’t believe his eyes. He was completely baffled by the situation. How could this be? How could they be here?
second-to-last chapter of the jianghu arc!!
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“What did you find?” Night Specter entered the pavilion and clasped his fists as he answered: “Reporting to the Palace Master, there is indeed someone orchestrating all the recent events from behind the scenes. They’ve taken the bait, but the mastermind, in order to prevent Shura Palace from escaping blame, is actually planning to massacre the prefect’s office tomorrow night…” Night Specter hadn’t expected these people would go so far as to create a chain of atrocities just to push Shura Palace into the eye of the storm. They were truly sinister and vicious. “What?” Both Chu Yifan and Ouyang Qingcheng were quite shocked. They hadn’t expected the enemy to now extend their poisonous reach to the government. Ouyang Qingcheng thought for a moment, then instructed Night Specter:
in which schemes are uncovered
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A newspaper headline from over a century ago, reading: WOMEN ANARCHISTS HAVE BECOME THE TERROR OF WORLDS POLICE Their Daring Crimes Are Said to Have Out- stripped the Deeds of Brothers of the Red Search for the Woman is Becoming a Safe Rule in Crimes Proceeding From Anarchistic Violence—The Guardians of the World Nearly Always Finda Woman Implicated When a Ruler is Stricken Down—Emotional Women Lose Sense of Fear.
Happy International Women's Day. 🏴
a parallel gifset of wen xiao wiping blood from pei sijings mouth and zhao yuanzhous mouth.... anybody......
And it's good. Conrad's same dream like dialogue making the mundane feel weird and the weird feel normal. But instead of riffing on spy stuff and PTSD, it's riffing on romantic intrigue and loneliness.
ayako tcg illustrations
omg wait also i forgot to say the second part time job im starting is as a research journal editing assistant hehe
yayy got more shifts and a second part time job
i am still watching while using various translation tools as i go, but it means that it takes me (at least) twice as long to watch a 45 min episode...
the tragic experience of when the show you're watching, that's in a language you understand only a little bit, and was fansubbed in the past, turns out to have links broken for most of its second half....
“Don’t you find it strange? Recent events seem to be pushing Shura Palace to the center of the storm. This doesn’t look normal at all — it’s as if someone is deliberately orchestrating everything, directing the orthodox martial world to target Shura Palace. If Shura Palace clashes with the orthodox sects, both sides will surely suffer. When that happens, someone will likely profit as the third party…” Person A spoke seriously. “That does seem to make sense,” Person B nodded, then furrowed his brows at Person A. “Could someone really be deliberately trying to stir up trouble in the jianghu? If so, the mastermind is truly terrifying, and those innocents who died are truly pitiful…” “Who says otherwise?” Person A shook his head and sighed. After their conversation, two men sitting behind them suddenly rose and left. Once the two men’s figures had disappeared, the conversing pair simultaneously exchanged meaningful smiles:
in which shura palace's plans are being put in motion:
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Chu Yifan’s expression turned thoughtful. He’d always felt that Xuanyuan Jue carried a natural aristocratic air — his identity was surely not simple. Yet like the eldest miss of Dongfang Fortress, he had strange feelings toward the doll. Was he approaching the doll with an agenda, or did he simply like her? “Show him in,” Chu Yifan said. Ouyang Qingcheng looked at him and saw Chu Yifan nod at her. So she also nodded in agreement. After Night Specter went out, the three of them went to the main hall and took their seats. Moments later, Night Specter led Xuanyuan Jue in from outside. He wore sapphire blue brocade robes with a jade belt at his waist, his long hair bound high with a white jade pin. His robes flowed gracefully — warm and refined as jade1. Behind him naturally followed his servant Xiao Gu. “Palace Master Ouyang–“
chu yifan & xuanyuan jue bromance anyone?
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The prefect sat below, his round face full of caution, careful not to make any mistakes. “What does the Prefect think of the recent Shura Palace incidents in the jianghu?” Xuanyuan Jue sat in the upper seat, sipped his tea, then set down the cup. Xiao Gu stood beside him. His deep dark eyes regarded the prefect. When he’d first arrived in Jiangnan, he’d investigated this prefect. Though the man had no great achievements, he wasn’t corrupt either. To describe him in one word: mediocre — no accomplishments, but no mistakes either. Hearing this, the prefect also furrowed his brows. He clasped his hands and bowed to Xuanyuan Jue: “Reporting to Your Highness, Shura Palace’s reputation in the jianghu has always been one of cruelty and lawlessness. Regarding this series of incidents, this humble official believes they’re ambitious and wish to intimidate the orthodox martial sects to achieve their goal of dominating the jianghu…”
in which xuanyuan jue makes moves, and ouyang qingcheng plans
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“Where there’s smoke, there’s fire. If Shura Palace hadn’t done something wrong, why would anyone frame them for no reason?” Dongfang Jing said sternly. His daughter seemed bewitched. Though she’d always caused trouble before, she’d never defended a stranger like this. Though she called that little demoness her sworn sister, it had been one-sided from start to finish — that little girl had never shown any gratitude toward her… “I don’t care. How others see Qingcheng is their business. I believe in her, and Shura Palace definitely wouldn’t do those things. The truth will come out eventually.” Dongfang Yao refused to back down, raising her face with determined eyes fixed on Dongfang Jing. “I’m going to see her right now.” With that, she made to fly out. “Stop her–” Dongfang Jing was also angered now, his voice cold.
in which dongfang yao and xuanyuan jue take actions
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Lawd shut these liberals up talking about how encampments never came back after Trump's election like nobody's out here caring about Palestine anymore. Those students were brutalized by militarized police & their campuses barred them from organizing! It was Biden's doing! They're still organizing!
Last day for the sale!! Once these 3 slots are filled, I will be switching to waitlists again 🫡
great tai chi training today, new tattoo tomorrow, life is good actually
in other translation thoughts, i hate hate hate the word 'enfeoffment' with passion
“Palace Master–” Nightmare’s voice came from outside. “Come in,” Ouyang Qingcheng’s cherry lips moved as she called out flatly. The door creaked open, and Nightmare’s figure appeared before them. “Palace Master, something’s happened.” Nightmare didn’t even pause to bow to Ouyang Qingcheng. He spoke urgently the moment he entered. His handsome face showed great agitation, making Ouyang Qingcheng raise her delicate brows.
in which we see ouyang qingcheng do her job as a palace master
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