Part Time Fanfic Writer, Full Time Clown

Happy pride month! We have 20 days left until Nobamaki week begins! Here’s some new art created by @lumen---sky!

mingling art dumpppp

happy pride to him

my wife 🙏

A man who views others in such a way would not think of Wei Wuxian as a brother in spite of their differences in class status. He is the type to believe class status is to remain as such and his is a birthright to be unquestioned, even when his morals are cruel and lackluster. He is willing to hold the line of social boundaries because it he acknowledged anything more, he would have no way to comfort himself that despite all of Wei Wuxian's talents and morals, he is only a lesser man in the eyes of society compared to Jiang Cheng's blood nobility. His sense of self is reliant on dehumanizing those that he views as socially beneath his status.

his smile i can't do this

grief and love and something in-between

Zoey remain me of Zoey, the youngest of the trio, her optimistic, the sunshine in the group, like to writes as she like to write lyrics while nirei write his note.

kinda want suo to desperately want it anyway

“I thought they cared about me, and I was right, and every minute they were there for me, every time they said they were proud, every laugh we shared leaning against each other bruised and breathless, all of it was real. and they still left me behind. They could put their love aside. I couldn’t.” <- insane. will never leave you alone. reminds you that even the worst people are still people and can still care about even the ones they hurt the most and that undoes neither the harm nor the love.

they are seasoning my fucking post with unknown herbs. beefleaf. the fuck’s a beefleaf. why are you putting that in the stew.