#<- prev so real

[gender-envy-is]

what's the point of a bonfire if it isn't for me to burn things and stare into the flames until my eyes hurt

[beif0ngs]

everyone on tumblr @Buggy the 🤡 right now 

[mossy-aro]

tbh as much as i do think it is worthwhile to discuss the topic of shipping aromantic/asexual characters and the nuances of it all (as well as the general attitude allos have towards aspecs in fandom spaces). it also makes me sigh equally because like... what characters. i'll be real guys we don't even have characters to discourse over. literally there are like 3 ever and none of those have fandoms anyway and the ones which do are like 'it was confirmed on twitter in a nebulously worded post by the creator'. its so bad out here

[puppyeared]

whatever. go my scarab

ive been watching scruffys pikmin 4 playthrough (go check it out!!!!)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

There's nothing he can't do. Yet.

(Thank you to everyone who participated in the poll!)

[ray935sworld]

The funniest thing to me is how many misogynistic men try to portrait their views on racing driver cause "you need to be a real/ strong/ traditional man to this" etc and all this "big balls" bullshit and then you look at the driver/ riders and their relationships and they're the baby girl

[chiquilines]

Damn so everyone was as starved for miryumi content as i was? Have another treat

[anywaydontbeastrangerrr]

so real like i used to get so defensive when people were homophobic and people were always like “why do you care so much?” obviously because i’m a massive ally guys…

I mean haven't we all allied to close to the sun and wound up fruity????

[azu1as]

—a tangcheong reincarnation ficlet set during the shaolin tournament arc 👍

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Part 1 2 3

baek cheon didn't think much of the loud commotion being made in the audience stands as a large family entered the arena.

"huh? what's all that noise over there?" yoon jong voiced out.

the rest of the mount hua disciples turned their heads in the direction yoon jong was pointing at and they watched as people unabashedly stared at the person in the center of the group.

"you missing a cousin or something, samae?" one of the disciples joked.

the man in question looked closer to a tang than he did his own family members who walked beside him. whereas their hair were varying shades of light brown, his was dark and closer to tang soso's own color.

tang soso frowned, narrowing her eyes as she tried to peer at his features which were slightly too far to distinguish properly.

"I don't recall having any cousins in shaolin..." she mutters as yu iseol also tilted her head in question.

the man's gaze sweeped lazily across the arena. even from afar, baek cheon could tell that the man's gaze was contemptuous.

he didn't need to use his qi to enhance his eyesight to know that the gaze that was thrown towards the sect leaders' stand was absolutely scathing.

jo gul scratched his cheek. "he must be the rumored son of the zheng merchant family. see the crest on his robes?"

"what do you know of him?" baek cheon asked. he doesn't really understand why but a part of him felt like he had to be on-guard towards the strange man.

"not much," jo gul winced, "just that he's a bit older than us and that he...mildly poisoned one of the daughters of another family in sichuan."

"..."

they all turned towards tang soso.

"are you sure he's not part-tang or something?" yoon jong asked.

their conversation is abruptly interrupted by loud shouts cheering for shaolin.

the disciples of mount hua shared resolute nods as they began marching forward, letting the praises pouring out from the audience straighten their spines and walk more resolutely.

chung myung seamlessly slipped back into their fold, the money pouches he brought with him noticably emptier than when he had arrived.

it felt as if the cheers for them rang louder than those for shaolin. it was a very ovewhelming feeling and all of them could feel the pressure on their shoulders.

once again, they watch the reliable back of their sajil as chung myung finally sets foot on the stage, gazing up.

the current head of the zheng family was not influenced by the excitement that seemed to radiate from his fellow tournament-goers. rather, his eyes were locked on the face of his elder brother who he had never seen look as emotional as he did now.

there was disbelief on his face. he wore a strange expression which wavered between hope and doubt. unfathomable emotions swam in his eyes.

"ge, is everything alright?" he worriedly asked. "if you wish to leave, we don't have to—"

"no." zheng bo cut him off. "we're staying."

he shared concerned looks with his other siblings, but they silently agreed to let it be.

their eldest brother had always been distant, but he was never unkind to them.

they could never understand where the weight zheng bo seemed to always carry on his shoulders came from, but he never lashed at them.

they had never known zheng bo to be anything other than melancholic, so seeing the way the beginnings of a lively spark enter his eyes...

it was as if they were watching him transform into someone else for a moment.

"hyung...?" zheng bo murmured as he practically threw himself over the railing to get a closer look.

luckily, their youngest sibling, about the same age as the youngest second class disciple of mount hua, managed to pull their eldest brother back by the robe.

"zheng bo, what's gotten into you?" their mother worriedly clutched at him.

a string of incomprehensible muttering escaped zheng bo's lips. "...a descendant? no, he—a wife? no, as if..."

questioning stares were thrown their way from other audience members, but they were quickly distracted by the start of the deciding battle between the two finalists.

it was a battle that no one could have ever expected.

it felt too one-sided and the zheng family, as with the rest of the spectators, found themselves at a complete loss over the practically one-sided battle between shaolin's hye yeon and mount hua's chung myung.

there was heavy and glooming feeling charging the atmosphere. the previous racuous and excited cheers turned into silent feelings of apprehension and confusion.

“this is nothing compared to what mount hua has been through.”

zheng bo let out a pained, heartaching noise.

"ge," the second zheng son started, still lost. "do you know what he's talking about?"

it seemed to him that chung myung was talking about something beyond the prior slow decline of their sect.

zheng bo seemed to be too overcome with his own emotions to answer.

they all turned back their heads to the stage and were graced with the sight of a soft curve of a blade that arched beautifully, tearing apart all the golden winds thrown towards its weilder's way by hye yeon.

"beautiful..." someone in the audience behind them mumbled.

and it truly was a mesmerizing sight to see.

and it became all the more so when plum blossoms pink, an unstoppable multitude, bloomed from chung myung's sword.

tang bo crumpled where he had was standing.

happiness, guilt, and, most of all, /relief/ wrapped themselves around his heart—his heart which, for the longest time, for over three decades, had been hollowed and emptied out of any possible feelings.

"you're here too."

tang bo didn't have to be alone anymore.

[beif0ngs]

Gigante Fleur!

[soup-is-nice-sometimes]

11 years ago... and we got THREE Gerard sightings (two photos and the confirmation of his comic) so it cancels out :3

Happy March 22nd to all the emos of tumblr.

[throwaway-yandere]

... Okay after all these polls I'm convinced I don't know my reader demographic HAHAHAHA. If you don't read my writing pls skip this (the reason why some of them are grouped together is cuz they seem to attract similar audiences + 12 option limit lol)

[crystallizsch]

thank you for the tag!! 🫶🫶🫶

i do not have a type i swear 🧍

(open tags to anyone who knows ddlc! 🫶)

Guys what's your favorite character from TWST and DDLC?😳😳😳 Here are mine!😍

tagging: @oyatochie and anyone who wants to join! I do not know if my mutuals know about ddlc so...!💦

[dreamspring]

people who boil the romance of chihayafuru down to a typical love triangle in which one of chihaya’s love interests must ‘win’ or ‘lose’ her at the end, thereby turning her into an object rather than the subject of love (which is a narrative that the text itself explicitly rejects! btw!) frustrate me so deeply... ‘love’ in chihayafuru is not about ownership. love becomes transformative. love is metamorphosis. love in the story is about growth, self actualisation, selflessness AND selfishness… it’s about who you become when you love and how it changes you.

chihayafuru’s depiction of love also clearly extends beyond romance (not only in the canonical non-romantic relationships) but ALSO in the love triangle itself. the relationships chihaya, taichi and arata have to each other are deeply informed by romance but are in no way defined by it. frankly their relationships as a trio are much more interesting when you talk about all the ways they affect and love each other beyond solely the romantic aspect. also! it is love for karuta that literally lies at the core of the story and it is the medium through which all the characters undergo their transformations. so. anyway

[2truehearts]

do you ever just. associate ur friends with a memory or scene or line or feeling or habit u saw bc i do that and one of my friends is the line from a fic i wrote. the other is a scene from little women where laurie proposes to jo. another is the way my heart flutters when i get hugged and kissed and i have this one friend where whenever i think of them im reminded of car rides and windy days and a blur of dresses dancing and overlapping with the different lacy hems and silky fabrics and laughs holding unto the other as if it were a scarf being threaded together like. do u ever just. think of them and weave them into u like u would with making a scarf?

[posallys]

I just talked to one of my profs (I love him) and he compared me to a student of his that started her phd at MIT in microbiology this year (I love him) every time I talk to this man I come out feeling like I just had a hype session (I love him) he's gonna write me a baller rec letter (I love him)