My Take On Shipping Aromantic Characters Is That If You're Aro You Get To Do Whatever You Want And If

You’re reblogging all the posts that hit today, are you doing okay lol? Feeling especially autistic on this fine friday morning? Me too

LMFAOOAOAO STOP IT THIS JYST GAGGED MEEEE 😭 I just like using tumblr (and most things in general) rlly obsessively so if im like “ok I’m gonna look at stuff for this topic” I’m doing it all in one go 👅👅

But uhh things are not good 😓more and more i notice how socially inept i am and how people are weirded how by how intense and hot-and-cold i can be, and how i just think differently from everyone, it has me feeling down lately but at least people here can relate

AU where Xie Lian reunites with Wu Ming after his dispersal and they go on little adventures while Xie Lian helps him look for his beloved

Remember to vote for Binghe over at @hybrid-battle to make shizun proud!

Also yknow whats funny... the last round I checked the bracket and was like oh shit... the next one will be binghe vs shadow the hedgehog - theyre basically the same character! how will i ganda for this! and then i looked at the poll and it turned out shadow was losing. Thus:

bonus: live qjp reaction

Anyway yeah vote Binghe!

hua cheng, huh? <3

bonus:

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a messy little sketch i did for my smutty fic <3

[ID: a digital sketch of xie lian sitting on hua cheng's lap and kissing him, his back to us. hua cheng's hands are on his back. they're sitting on a black and gold couch. end ID]

a cup from me to you

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

musical instruments and music theory

illustrations for boethius' 6th c. treatise "de musica", einsiedeln, 10th century

source: Einsiedeln, Stiftsbibliothek, Codex 358, p. 144, 214, 206, and 213

chúc mừng năm mới !!

Made these cus I was pissed, feel free to use with credit