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nooo bc the guys at my lab table r nice 🥺 but i’m just some girl to them probably (fem presenting but i’m nonbinary) and i wanna be friends but i feel so ostracized :,/

i rlly wanna be friends but i don’t wanna come off as being a pick me and as a romantic interest.

they’re right behind me lmaooo i’m walking away very briskly to avoid them

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JING YUAN ON FLUTE!???? (my twt fyp is all abt leaks)

im a flautist by trade (a decade!) i love when they have my faves on my instruments…

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need my face between jing yuan’s tits before i lose it

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if you're feeling powerless right now—and god knows I am—here's a reminder you can donate to the National Network of Abortion Funds, the Trans Law Center, Gaza Soup Kitchen, the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, and hundreds of other charities that will work to mitigate the damage that has been and will continue to be inflicted

life continues. we still have the capacity to do good, important work. that matters

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i cant sleep so here’s a snippet of an au i’m working on.

reader is dead/undead. a spirit. jing yuan is 30+, a college professor :3 reader died in mid twenties.mimi is alive and well.

You don’t remember how you’ve died. It’s been a few years; everything was fine that day. Sunny and warm. Now you watch as a man with silver hair and a white cat fills your space, conquering it and desecrating the warm home you’ve carved out of the cold steel and apathetic city.

You write messages on the steam of bathroom mirrors, grease of the (new) electric stove, dust on the shelves and splattered water droplets. The cat hisses whenever you’re nearby. The man smiles kindly, gently as he reads the messages, not seeming perturbed or angry with the development.

“A roommate.,” he chuckles, “the company is welcome of course. I am intruding on your home.”

At least he had the decency to admit it!

“LEAVE.” you write on the grease of the stove. You despise that man.

“wear a jacket. it’s cold.” you wrote, hovering around as he grades papers.

“i will, i will,” he smiles kindly, and you almost smile back, “thank you.”

“welcome.” you write.

i had this idea from a dream i had where jing yuan was a ghost and i was in his place, but then i was a ghost and he moved in.

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Jing yuan and his awful horrible habit of chewing on ur cheek when he thinks ur not paying him enough attention

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Download all of the fanfiction you love if it's hosted in the U.S. Put it on a portable hard drive. We are all the archivists now.

Project 2025 will classify it all as pornography and it will disappear.

This isn't doomerism. They told us what they are going to do. Believe them.

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trying to finish mung bean soda (3.4k) but my tummy hurts and i have a chem mid term i gotta write a reference table for.

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cant be on my phone during class bc jing yuan pics make me smile like a fool :3

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Between two worlds

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reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!

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trying to give my followers boops bc they make me smile

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biggest flex is me seeing a rlly pretty girl and being afraid to talk to her.

only for her two years later to say “y’know i was scared to talk to you when we met.”

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i said i’d be done but i’m a liar unfortunately

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He chases after the crimson trail, oblivious to the blood lilies blooming with each step. He continues to follow the blood as his heart beats loudly in his chest. 

Caelus comes to a stop at where the trail ends, but the one he expects waiting at the end is nowhere to be found. His breaths come short, the name at the tip of his tongue, but he cannot remember who it is he is meant to call. The blood lilies sway with the nonexistent wind, their petals lightly brushing his pants. Yet, it is not their touch he yearns but for the familiar stranger he cannot remember.

In the sea of red, where the path of blood starts from nowhere and ends with nothing, Caelus expects to see a flash of white. But there is no one, and he wonders, if perhaps it has always been that way.

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renheng date!!! i don’t have my jy plushie yet but jingrenheng date soon!!!

ft. my dad (my dad is awesome i love my parents <3)

j had a steak pho :3 and learnt im allergic to bean sprouts.

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finally added the mole :3

pfp with credit is ok (same with edits.)