Someone explain why it’s called the Stygian Tiger Seal when 1. Westerners know what Yin is (as in yin and yang) 2. Stygian (as in River Styx) is from Greek mythology, makes no sense in this context
Just call it the Yin Tiger Seal (plus #CQL/#TheUntamed has Yin Iron too)
Do they think westerners don’t know what Yin is the same way the Netflix subs assume all non-Chinese people can’t tell relationships between people like shijie (sister) so they write the person’s name instead???
Literally it’s 阴虎符 YIN HU FU. Yes THAT YIN. surely most non chinese people can understand YIN
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will never be over how xue yang gives nie mingjue this "hey daddy ;)" look when nmj first looks at him and then lets his gaze linger all the way down nmj's entire body until roughly belt-height.
and yet, so few fics of this pairing on ao3. my creys
I mean, all his faces when he looks at NMJ (even when threatened with death) are just...
So my Spotify randomly decided to show me this chinese pop song... 🤣 the chorus is adorable - “You are you are my little apple”. It’s upbeat and #wangxian as hell
Why do a lot of translations/fanfics keep saying 'this one'? Never seen that in English subs/ translations in my life - is it something the ER translation does? What’s the chinese equivalent? I get 'this disciple' / ‘this gentleman’ 这名弟子/ 这位公子or another noun. I’m confused
1st time: "Why do these two keep staring at each other? Do they have a bromance? Why don't they tell each other?"
Now: "It's very hard to even find a really good friend, if you can find a 知己 zhiji (soulmate) like LWJ and WWX, does it matter if they are same gender?"
Insists it's canon and that they're madly in love. Pointed out the hand-touch scene at CR, the "er-ge, die together with me" scene at Guanyin Temple. "A-yao should just be good, don't do evil, elope with his Xichen and be happy"
I have a lot of emotions about my #CQL / #TheUntamed stan mother - a thread
First of all, she's a 60 something, chinese, conservative, boomer lady. Growing up, she was very anti-queer. She still doesn't know about me. I don't tell her. She's a lot like Madam Yu (and unfortunately I turned out somewhat like Jiang Cheng), so you can imagine my childhood.
I remember having an argument about whether being gay was inherent or a choice with her and the shouting match that ensued. She can tolerate them as a broad concept of "these are people who exist elsewhere" but in her own culture, community or family, that would be unacceptable.