Let Me Try This

The day the music...

...died

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What if Atsushi knows sign language?? Like in the orphanage the kids would use it to communicate sometimes without the staff knowing, so even if Atsushi wasn't involved he gradually learned sign language to find out where to sneak food, good hiding spots if something happens, and how to get away easily if you do something. He knows how to sign fast too cause the kids would cut deals with Atsushi that if he used the fact that he was much scrawnier than the other kids to do something, then they would split something, mostly food though. So he can sign fast, fluently, and easily understand it even if it's rushed or unclear to most.

I made a poem for math class and it actually turned out good sooooo

*throws it and runs*

God; a wall

A heart; abhorrent

An aspect; false

Her faith; doubtful

'Deviation engaged;

Diabolical end'

In her breaking

Hope emerged

To beyond tide;

Run now, children

Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

Genuine question…why would YOU read a whole ass novel about Hua Cheng and Xie Lian if you hate HuaLian as a couple?Just why?I mean I know that there is a lot more to the novel because I do LOVE a lot of things about it besides HuaLian but still…if you against their love why did you read it? :D

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Ready for a long ace-centric metaphor about sex? 

Alright, so. Coffee. I don’t drink coffee. I have no desire to drink coffee. I find people who enthusiastically go on about the flavor differences of lattes, espressos, and french press brews, both amusing and mildly baffling. All the coffee ads. Coffee jokes. Bustling coffee shops. To me, all coffee is similarly bitter and unpleasant. I have been through so many “Try this, it’s sweet! You can’t even taste the coffee!”  Alas, I always can. And I’m  sensitive to caffeine anyway. So, I don’t really think about drinking it when I wake up or am tired.

 Yet I love the smell of coffee. I love the idea of coffee. The feeling of a warm cup taking the chill from my fingers, the cozy ritual of having a drink and chat. I might try someone’s coffee. If they ask, if I want to please them and share in something they enjoy. I am also perfectly capable of learning the preferences of those I care about and creating a cup for their pleasure. 

But I don’t want coffee, generally speaking. I will probably make a face after trying their coffee and wash the taste out with something else. They may rush to reassure me that it is an acquired taste. And I’ll have to reply that it’s a taste I don’t particularly care about acquiring in the way they did. ‘Drink it till you like it’ will never work for me.

 But that doesn’t mean I am against coffee or think people shouldn’t drink it. Doesn’t mean I’ve taken a vow to never drink any. And sure, maybe if you get one of those sugar and whipped cream disasters, more of a warm milkshake than a cup of coffee, I’ll probably be happier sipping it with you. But honestly? I’d rather smell someone else’s coffee and not be expected to drink it. I’d really rather have the heat and sweetness of my hot cocoa. 

do you know anyone asexual person irl?

I finally finished and posted the Chuuya B-day fanfic! It's just a little domestic skk Fluff where Dazai goes to visit Chuuya and brings him a little something as a birthday surprise! Hope you enjoy it if you decide to read it :>