I'm just a bitter, biased monoshipper.

Small illustration to the beautiful izutaka fic “Your Wish Is My Command” I couldn’t finish months ago and now decided to clean it up a bit _(:з」∠)_

Xingqiu got to hold two cats anyway

This panel is from my comic 《 Reunion 》 you can read here :

Part 1 • Part 2 • Part 3 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6 • Part 7 • Bonus 1 • Bonus 2

Me back in December: what if I made a reigisa zine and got it printed all for myself?

Coptic is the final stage of the Egyptian language. It is currently endangered, with less than 300 Egyptians speaking it as their native tongue.

It would mean a great deal to indigenous Egyptians in the Coptic community to have our language preserved, and this would be a huge step forward.

no, your friend probably has not noticed they cut you off four times in this conversation. 

no, your brother didn’t realize his music was that loud while you were studying. 

no, your bff or S.O. doesn’t remember that you’re on a tight deadline right now.

no, no one else is paying attention to the four power dynamics at play in your friend group right now.  

a habit of abused kids, especially kids with unstable parents, is the tendency to notice every little detail. We magnify small nuances into major things, largely because small nuances quickly became breaking points for parents. Managing moods, reading the room, perceiving danger in the order of words, the shift of body weight….it’s all a natural outgrowth of trying to manage unstable parents from a young age. 

Here’s the thing: most people don’t do that. I’m not saying everyone else is oblivious, I’m saying the over analysis of minor nuances is a habit of abuse. 

I have a rule: I do not respond to subtext. This includes guilt tripping, silent treatments, passive aggressive behavior, etc. I see it. I notice it. I even sometimes have to analyze it and take a deep breath and CHOOSE not to respond. Because whether it’s really there or just me over-reading things that actually don’t mean anything, the habit of lending credence to the part of me that sees danger in the wrong shift of body weight…that’s toxic for me. And dangerous to my relationships. 

“I get to thinking ‘bout your sunkissed face - And a quiet place where I could give you all my time"