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*looking at myself in the mirror*

Fanfiction is supposed to be cringy. You're allowed to write bad. You're allowed to be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be self indulgent. You're allowed to be cringe. Let yourself be cringe. Fanfiction is supposed to be fun. Stop putting arbitrary rules on yourself and be free.

MY BANNER ! ∿

【 made by ME 】

☆ ┅ My banner is actually NOT based on the obvious anime quote, but a song by SUN KISSED LOLA! Which, yes the title is a reference to it.

☆ ┅ It means to push someone away, get the negativity as far as possible and as quick! (Or, at least that’s what it means to me.)

☆ ┅ Fair warning, English is my native language with my second being French. I know nothing much about the Filipino culture much less the language, Tagalog, sung by them. But I thought “why not put more people on it?” because WHY DOES NOBODY KNOW THEM??

☆ ┅ Another thing, they are recognizable by their famous song PASILYO, I do remember this going viral on tiktok for its overall vibe.

#sunkissed #music #music artists #filipino #tagalog #not paid enough for this bullshit #i’m joking #i love them #viral trends #music reccomendations #Spotify

ihave-atummyache

how is he real? like i cant wrap my head around the fact that this is a real person and not a cartoon character.

also why is he serving cherry…

like……

AO3 SKIN : PIANO PIZZAAZ

((NOT MINE!!))

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#ao3 skins #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #fanfic #whimsy #brownskin #viral trends #official website #creds to owner

How do we feel about my #AO3 Skin??

I think it was one of the presets / defaults..? I can find the code for anyone who wants it though!!

( #ao3 #ao3skin )

#a03 link #ao3 skins #archive of our own #brownskin #swirl #piano #frutiger aero #?? (idk)

ihave-atummyache

how is he real? like i cant wrap my head around the fact that this is a real person and not a cartoon character.

also why is he serving cherry…

like……

pochiikou

klancelover834

Love these idiots so much❤️✌️

Fake it till you make it(till you make it real) by Gegesno1fan

Feng Xin grumbled something under his breath, turning away to avoid the smug look on Mu Qing's face.

Still, later that night, when Mu Qing fell asleep on the couch with his head propped on a pillow and his arms crossed, Feng Xin didn't wake him up or tell him to leave. Instead, he just grabbed an extra blanket and tossed it over him.

Mu Qing's head had tilted to the side in his sleep, a lock of dark hair falling across his face. Without thinking, Feng Xin stepped closer, hesitating for a beat before reaching down to gently brush the strands away.

Mu Qing's face, so often pinched with irritation or masked with sharp retorts, looked strangely peaceful like this. His breathing was even, his expression soft, and for the first time, Feng Xin noticed just how delicate his features were—like they belonged to someone far less combative.

"Figures," Feng Xin muttered under his breath, barely audible. "You even sleep like you're better than everyone else."

Feng Xin's breath hitched as he lingered, his thumb gently brushing across Mu Qing's cheek, the warmth of his skin sending an unfamiliar, electric sensation up his arm. His heart thudded against his ribs, the moment stretching long, thick with an unspoken tension.

Mu Qing shifted slightly in his sleep, and Feng Xin froze, panic rising in his chest. Had he been noticed? Had he—?

But Mu Qing merely let out a soft, quiet breath and didn't stir any further.

Feng Xin pulled his hand away slowly, as if burned, his mind racing as his heart continued to beat loudly in his ears. He took a step back, his eyes scanning Mu Qing's face —unconscious, unguarded, entirely unaware. He couldn't help the rush of conflicting emotions swirling within him, emotions that made his stomach twist and his chest tighten.

As Feng Xin stood staring at his face, the way his chest rises and falls, it finally hit him.

His mind went blank for a moment, and his heart stuttered in his chest, as if trying to escape his ribcage. The weight of the truth settled on him, thick and undeniable.

He was in love with Mu Qing.

Feng Xin shook his head, his hand instinctively reaching up to rub his face, as if he could wipe away the absurdity of the thought. He had spent so much time pretending it wasn't true, building walls between them, telling himself it was just some fleeting attraction or an inconvenience he could push aside.

But now, seeing Mu Qing in such an intimate, vulnerable state, it became undeniable.

His mind raced with questions—how long had he felt this way? Was it always there, buried beneath the surface, or had it slowly built up over time without him realizing it? Feng Xin glanced back over at the couch, where Mu Qing still lay, peacefully asleep. His chest rose and fell with every breath, his face soft and unaware of the storm raging in Feng Xin's mind.

Feng Xin's heart was pounding, his mind running a mile a minute as he stared at Mu Qing's peaceful face. The sight of him so unguarded, so serene, was the last thing he needed right now. The more he looked, the more everything felt overwhelming, suffocating even.

"Oh, god, what is wrong with me?" Feng Xin muttered under his breath, feeling like he was going insane. His body felt like it was betraying him, reacting to Mu Qing's presence in a way he couldn't explain, couldn't even understand.

His feelings had always been a mess. They were frustrating, confusing, and, most of all, terrifying. There was a certain comfort in the chaos, a sense of control, because he could hide behind sarcasm and indifference. But now... Now it was all too clear, too raw, and there was no denying it anymore.

Mu Qing, the person who had been his sparring partner, his annoying constant, and now, somehow, everything else.

Feng Xin rubbed the back of his neck, his pulse quickening as he took another look at Mu Qing. The way his hair fell across his face, the soft rise and fall of his chest—everything about him was impossible to ignore now.

He wasn't sure when it had happened, but Mu Qing had shifted from the person who irritated him the most to someone who made his heart skip a beat without trying. And the worst part was, he didn't know how to fix it. How could he fix it when everything about this situation was complicated?

The reality hit him harder than he'd expected. The reason he'd been avoiding his feelings all this time wasn't just because he was afraid of messing things up—

it was because he couldn't stand the thought of Mu Qing not feeling the same way.

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