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Wei Wuxian teaching the children :P
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Wei Wuxian teaching the children :P
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shoutout to AO3 authors who write 100k fics for free while juggling mental illness, academic burnout, 3 jobs, and a deep-rooted need to fix fictional people.
are you okay i noticed you reblogging "a raven with a damaged wing. it can still fly with ease" again
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A glimpse of a different era — when he was not yet Iron Man, just Tony Stark.
"They tried to kill eachother!!" oh my godddd that was only a couple of timessss and they were literally flirtingggg shut uppppp
touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know
“They’re just fictional characters” ok then why do I feel like their heartache personally cracked my ribs?
me: I ship them
friend: oh like romantically?
me: no. like cursed object passed between hands for centuries, they are cosmically linked, probably bonded by blood ritual, I think they’ve fought in a war together in at least three lifetimes, and their souls make direct eye contact every time they breathe in the same room
friend: so… romantically?
me: yeah. like. with kissing.
Don’t you like it when Harry just…
Pretty little devil, liar, deceiver.