#riwan

[intheyellowandgreen]

You’re Like the Thing That Makes The Universe Explode

DMBJ. Riwan. Post Sha Hai Pre Reboot, Weddings. Emotions, Background PingXie

For @highpriestessofjogan

❤

#AO3 #fanfic #story #fanfiction #my fic #zhang qiling #wu xie #dmbj #the graverobbers' chronicles #pingxie #zhang rishan #liang wan #riwan #wedding #for cait #fluff #cute #just like my wife

[ladyhibana]

#my art crap #fanart #riwan #talis #fantasy art #dark fantasy #magic

[sunriseverse]

every time i see someone talk about sh’s teen romance i’m like WHAT are you talking about because i forget that’s what people usually read it as, opposed to i, tumblr user spinecorset, who for reasons i refuse to elaborate on, reads that eighteen year old as a gay guy who is just lying through his teeth. no interpretation is “more” correct, it’s 100% a matter of perspective, i just find this funny.

#also i’ll be honest dmbj writers CANNOT write het romances with chemistry 99% of the time #the one exception is riwan and even that. well i have Opinions. #c.txt

[thierrylidolff]

EUROPE : COMMENT CONCILIER LES OBJECTIFS ÉCOLOGIQUES ET LES RÈGLES BUDGÉTAIRES ?

ARTICLE : UE : les règles budgétaires sont-ellescompatibles avec les objectifs du Pacte vert ? 4 février 2024, THE CONVERSATION Pierre Jacques, Université catholique de Louvain (UCLouvain), Riwan Driouich, Autonomous University of Barcelona Après une suspension des règles budgétaires durant la période Covid, celles-ci sont à nouveau d’application depuis le début de l’année 2024, telles que…

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[emrad001]

Dyasonis

Riwan , the scribe sorcerer of the calam

#emrad #illustration #artist on tumblr #illustrator on tumblr #library #scribe #illustrationoftheday #artwork #dyasonis

[kalopses-sonderes]

I just realized there's a slight chance Riwan probably saw Gardner and I talking about how to dispose of a body. If you're seeing this Rowan, I'm sorry

😂

#sonder rambles #sonders pretty flora🌸

[jiokcareers]

BUSINESS NEWS: Companies may collapse over energy, FX crisis – Rewane

BUSINESS NEWS: Companies may collapse over energy, FX crisis – Rewane

Publish date: 2022-07-25 23:10:59 | Author: Anozie Egole | Source: punchng.com An economist, Bismark Riwane, and other experts have predicted that the high cost of power and diesel will lead to the collapse of many businesses. Riwane, who said this in a telephone conversation with our correspondent in Lagos on Sunday, said that businesses were under pressure and the margins were being…

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[ecoleplonevez]

Sciences et mathématiques : Le jardinage à l’école

Le 10 mai 2022, la classe des CM1-CM2 a planté, dans la potager de l’école, des radis ainsi que des tournesols. Les élèves l’ont fait dans le but de faire des expériences une fois la croissance des plante terminée. En attendant, les élèves ont observée leur taille de jour en jour. Les radis sont sortis de terre le 17 mai tandis que les tournesols le 23 mai. Les petits radis sont arrivés le 30 mai. Aujourd’hui, le 10 juin les tournesols font 32,7 cm et les radis 47 cm. (Riwan) 

#cycle 3 #ecole communale Plonévez- Porzay #jardinage #sciences

[dinomight]

I’m literally about to be a whole slut in ur inbox because I love u and also WHUMP 👀👀👀👀

Ok the first one that caught my eye was #18 with Zhang Rishan/Liang Wan because I’m notoriously predictable but I will probably be BACK with more soon so feel free to ignore/do whichever ones speak to u!!

...slutspeare? being a whole slut? in my inbox? it's more likely than you think--

Anyways jokes aside sniffles ilyt thank you so much for sending these in! <33333 I had so much fun with this one you don't even know

Read on ao3 here.

18. The Doctor is In

“What,” Liang Wan says flatly, “is that.”

If she hadn’t seen him face down impossible horrors with nothing but his bare hands, maybe the innocently blank expression on Zhang Rishan’s face would work on her. But right now, with the throbbing gash in her leg, and the perfect view she has of the goddamn sewing needle and gold thread in his hands—Liang Wan is not amused.

“You need stitches,” explains Zhang Rishan, like she hadn’t been the one to say that all but two minutes ago.

She stares at him. The fabric of her favorite cream cardigan, currently tied around her thigh, is slowly turning red. “Yes. Stitches. With a sterilized needle. And sterilized thread. That is meant for stitches, and not embroidery.”

“...I’ve used these on myself before,” he says with a little frown, looking at the needle intently. “It worked fine.”

“How many—” A fresh wave of pain shoots through her thigh, and she has to bite her lip to keep from groaning. “Never mind, we’ll—later, later issue. I stashed a suturing kit in one of your weird cabinets the last time our date got interrupted.”

It’s a testament to how well he knows her by this point that he doesn’t have to ask any questions to know which one she means. He pulls out the kit and brings it over, crouching down next to her.

“Pull out the wipes first, I need to clean my hands before I put on the gloves,” Liang Wan says, holding one hand out as she runs through the steps in her head.

“No.”

Liang Wan blinks. “No?”

“You are not giving yourself stitches,” Zhang Rishan says—no, orders, in that firm tone she’s heard him use on Luo Que. He doesn’t wait for a response before starting to clean his own hands.

“But—” she splutters, pain temporarily forgotten as she shakes her head. “I’m the doctor!”

“And you’re the one who is injured,” comes the infuriatingly level reply, followed by the snapping of gloves on skin.

“Do you even know how to do stitches?”

He nods.

“With actual medical supplies?”

“I imagine it wouldn’t be harder than without them,” he points out, fixing her with that dark, unreadable gaze that hides a century’s worth of love and loss behind it. The look that Liang Wan’s been helpless against since she first met him. “Whatever I don’t know, you can teach me.”

She pouts, like she always does, but gives in. “Fine. But if it gets infected and I lose my leg, I’m going to make you carry me everywhere, president or not.”

The corners of his mouth tug back in that tiny hint of a smile that might as well be a grin coming from Zhang Rishan. “I wouldn’t dare assume otherwise,” he says as he readies the supplies.

It takes less time than she’d expected, though maybe that’s just her pain-addled mind playing tricks on her. Zhang Rishan is, as always, a quick study with his study, she walks him through the process twice before she has to curl forward, bracing one bloodied hand on his thigh, and just try to breathe, but he takes it smoothly from there. By the time it’s done, she’s shed more than a few tears and wants nothing more than to lie down right there, on the floor of Zhang Rishan’s office, and go to sleep.

She must’ve said the last part out loud, or else some part of her expression gave her away, because when he’s done packing away the kit, Zhang Rishan doesn’t hesitate before slipping one gentle arm around her back and the other under her knees, and scooping her up off the floor.

“My leg’s not gone,” she mumbles into the collar of his soft sweater. Distantly, she can still feel the ache in her thigh, but she’s so tired it can’t quite reach her.

“I know,” he says quietly, with a hint of amusement, bending down his head for a moment to brush his lips against her forehead, his grip not shifting in the slightest.

One of his hands is curled tight around her shoulder—it’s that shoulder, she realizes. There’s an instinctive part of her that wants to pull away, to hide, even though she knows the tattoo can’t possibly be visible with the shirt she has on. It wouldn’t matter if it was, though. Zhang Rishan’s seen it. He’s seen all the worst parts of her; he’s seen her jealous, angry, half-starved and terrified out of her mind, even seen her red-eyed and struggling to breathe through the pepper in her throat. To be fair, he’d been responsible for that last one, but still. He’s seen all of that, and he’s stayed.

“Thank you,” Liang Wan murmurs, not even sure he can hear her as he maneuvers them both into his room. But then comes his equally soft response:

“Always.”

#dmbj #sha hai #prompt fill #liang wan #zhang rishan #do they like. even have a ship name #riwan #kinda hate that ngl but I got nothing #dinomight writes #logistically ik the more sensible take on this prompt is the other way around #and ik everybody wants to see zrs whumped and i respect that i do #i just think liang wan can have a littol whump too <3 as a treat <3

[pokekidsandfriends]

Lin’s a fan of his fire moves (doesn’t really use them much other than entertainment/doing cool stuff though) and Rowan prefers his more chill/non offensive moves and powers.

#asks #question #answer #like n #incineroar #riwan #decidueye

[elellan]

💛💛💛 behold!!! this beautiful beautiful commission I asked @den-tyan of my inquisitor Riwan Lavellan and Cullen!!! 💛💛💛 I get teary-eyed just looking at it!!!

Check out den-tyan's page and art, they are so talented and nice and they perfectly capture what you wish for in their drawings!!!

#look at it!!! #i love how they look and their expressions are just perfect!!! #yes #they're in love #den-tyan #thank you! #dragon age #cullen rutherford #dai #riwan lavellan #commander cullen #lavellan #cullen x lavellan #i literally can't express how happy am I of this art!! #dragon age inquisition

[sunriseverse]

i swear to god every time i rewatch the riwan scenes (as i’m UNFORTUNATELY having to for this au) i’m more and more convinced ZRS Is Autistic As Fuck.

#it comes with the zhang blood you’re zhang you’re autistic i don’t make the rules #anyway my thoughts on riwan. great chemistry. terrible final outcome for them both. #i have deeper thoughts on WHY lw acts that way but i shall not subject any of you to them #suffice to say i’ve put more thought into her character than the writers ever did #c.txt

[alexialockhartx]

this is the BEST way to study love these peeps so much !

#hogwarts mystery #year 4 #barnaby lee #bill weasley #charlie weasley #tulip karasu #riwan khanna #jacob's sibling #mc #dialogue #mine

[tezlivenews]

कैलेंडर ईयर में 1000 T20 इंटरनैशनल रन बनाने वाले दुनिया के पहले बल्लेबाज बने मोहम्मद रिजवान

कैलेंडर ईयर में 1000 T20 इंटरनैशनल रन बनाने वाले दुनिया के पहले बल्लेबाज बने मोहम्मद रिजवान

हाइलाइट्स रिजवान मौजूदा टी20 विश्व कप में 281 रन बना चुके हैं ऑस्ट्रेलिया के खिलाफ रिजवान ने 67 रन बनाए रिजवान ने बाबर के साथ पहले विकेट के लिए 71 रन जोड़े नई दिल्ली पाकिस्तान के विकेटकीपर बल्लेबाज मोहम्मद रिजवान (Mohammad Rizwan) इस समय बेजोड़ फॉर्म में हैं। दाएं हाथ के बल्लेबाज रिजवान ने आईसीसी टी20 विश्व कप 2021 के सेमीफाइनल (PAK vs AUS T20 World Cup Semi Final) में ऑस्ट्रेलिया के खिलाफ 67…

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#mohammad riwan calender year t20i runs #mohammad rizwan 1000 t20 runs #opener mohammad rizwan #pak vs aus semi finals t20wc #pakistan vs australia semi final #rizwan calender year t20 runs #wicket keeper mohammad rizwan #पाकिस्तान बनाम ऑस्ट्रेलिया #रिजवान के 1000 टी20 रन #विकेटकीपर मोहम्मद रिजवान

[shimaaabdelrahman]

#SoundCloud

[profenscene]

Mardi 4 février

Je suis en train de discuter avec Yel. Yel est un grand échalas à la figure placide, que je n’ai pas encore réussi à cerner. Certains cours, il semble parfaitement piger ce que je leur demande de faire. D’autres fois, j’ai la sensation que ses lacunes nécessiteraient que je reprenne le programme de français depuis le CP.

Et puis de temps en temps, il va faire une connerie. Un truc nul. Tirer les cheveux de sa voisine de devant, balancer un stylo à travers la classe. Comme ça. Sans raison.

Là, il a volontairement fait tomber le cahier d’une camarade. Je suis en train de discuter avec lui, tentant à nouveau de comprendre ce mystère tellement commun, le comportement d’un adolescent.

Riwan se glisse par la porte.

“Bonjour monsieur ! - Riwan, rangez-vous à l’extérieur avec votre classe, Yel et moi sommes en train de discuter. - Discuter de quoi ?”

Enfer et damnation, j’avais oublié qu’il ne faut JAMAIS donner un renseignement à Riwan qui veut tout le temps tout savoir, à commencer par les prénoms de ses professeurs, la marque de leur voiture et s’ils sont mariés ou pas. (Ramsès, une Clio, non, me concernant. La curiosité de Riwan n’a d’égale que l’inefficacité de ses investigations et sa naïveté).

Je ne peux pas gérer deux entretiens à la fois.

“Riwan, sortez. Maintenant.”

Protestant qu’il posait juste une question, le gamin tourne les talons et se dissimule, très mal, derrière la porte pour suivre la suite de notre échange. Vu le barouf qui règne dans le couloir, je peux continuer à parler sans crainte. Comme à l’accoutumée, Yel me regarde l’air de ne pas comprendre ce qu’il se passe. Et comme je ne dispose que de ces foutues cinq minutes d’interclasse, je dois couper court à l’entretien et lui rend son carnet de correspondance.

“Pourquoi vous lui avez pas mis un mot ?”

Riwan entre avec le reste de sa classe de troisième. Je suis encore perdu dans mes pensées et l’énigme de Yel, je ne réfléchis pas à ma réponse.

“Parce que c’est un bon garçon. - Et moi ? Est-ce que je suis un bon garçon ?”

Je lève les yeux sur ce môme, que, depuis trois ans, je sais incapable de second degré. Là où d’autres manient le sarcasme et le cynisme avec plus ou moins de délicatesse et de bonheur, lui n’y arrive pas. Ses transgressions sont toujours transparentes.

“Qu’est-ce que c’est que cette question ? - Ah ouais, moi je peux pas savoir ? Genre lui il peut savoir et pas moi ?”

Je secoue la tête. Encore une de ces situations improbables que je dois gérer en quelques secondes parce que la classe s’installe et qu’il y a vingt-deux autres gamins dont il faut s’occuper. Alors je réponds juste :

“Oui. Vous êtes aussi un bon garçon.”

Riwan a un immense sourire. S’assoit, avant d’essayer, laborieusement, de comprendre la première consigne du travail de la journée.