IF DIFANGHUA HAD HINGE DATING PROFILES

What do you do in your journey to become cultured?

Well I missed out on pretty much everything culture in my childhood :( then I got to uni and made friends so basically whatever culture they know I'll know (I watched a lot of films last year for example because two of my friends are film nerds), I want to watch atla and lok and toh, I am playing some games with friends when I can (they have switches, I don't and can't get one but I will play with them occasionally), I am just learning a lot of stuff in general that people know. Goodbye for now as I am about to watch mummy (with the film nerds yes) but ask away more if thou wish

瑯琊榜 fanart

Ascension to Mt Targon (:

Mysterious Lotus Casebook - Fang Duobing 1/?

I don’t know who needs to hear this but YOUR CHARACTERS DONT NEED TO FALL IN LOVE. PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS ARE JUST AS FULFILLING AND AMAZING AS ROMANTIC ONES. NOT EVERY STORY NEEDS A ROMANTIC SUBPLOT STOP IT

Trick or Treat!

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here are my illustrations for the rhymin’ zine and the hey judy zine! I’ve been holding onto these for a few years now so i’m excited to get to share them now that copies have been shipped out 💞 thank you to everyone who ordered the zine, i hope you enjoy all our work! these two will always be so special to me

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(i’ll also post the story i wrote a bit later)

Every day I think about Li Xiangyi and his two swords and go a little more insane. The unbendable, unyielding Shaoshi that carried Li Xiangyi to the top of the world, and was found and lost and found again. The flexible but equally lethal Wenjing that remained with him in his life as a ghost, looking for the brother that gave it to him. Shaoshi, which his master gave him, which he left behind for so long in favour of his master's wine gourd instead. Wenjing, the blade that had always been soaked in blood and betrayal, undoing the meaning of the decade he had spent with it. Wenjing, abandoned after he realised it was a mark of everything broken and bitter in his past. Shaoshi, which he took up and carried again till he could, and shattered the moment he decided to run once again. Shaoshi, whose shards Di Feisheng found and kept. A swordsman shouldn't have weaknesses, Di Feisheng told him long, long ago. What does it mean, then, when a swordsman carries a sword that is broken and nothing more than a memory?