In A Reverse AU, Original Flavor Shang Qinghua Wrote A Critically Acclaimed Novel “pathetic Immortal

The shape of a fish's caudal tail can tell you a lot about how fast the fish moves! A rounded tail is the slowest and a lunate tail is the fastest! The lunate tail has the most optimal ratio of high thrust and low draw, making it the fastest.

Ichthyology Notes 2/?

Mobei overhears sy and sqh talking. Sy is crowing about how much binghe does for him, and sqh says "yeah well, happy wife happy life". Mobei ignores the peak Lord fistfight as he connects dots. Qinghua is always bending over backwards to make him happy. In fact, when he's unhappy, qinghua will do everything within his power to change that. Is... is he the wife? Man practically gains a halo of bliss while sy tries to choke sqh behind him

Oh I LOVE THIS he absolutely would consider himself the wife- not only that, he'd be so happy at being the happy wife of Shang Qinghua, the man that balances a whole peak and his kingdom so well like it's nothing, he would be clawing at the table thinking about it

He's so distracted that he doesn't see his poor husband dying but it's a small price to pay for this amazing revelation

it’s ok to be stupid <2

If I had a nickel for every time I read a modern au where Wei Ying was like ‘I’m straight (but lan zhan is really hot)’ I’d I have two nickels

Chai tea bag + lil but of brown sugar + apple cider packet + 16 oz. mug of hot but not quite boiling water

it will not Fix You but like. maybe. maybe.

To suffer is to progress

I know that this is normal but why have we normalized pain? Why has evolution made pain in such a useless way? If we will not remember the pain in our youth, why must we suffer through it?

I wish to stay by your side forever to comfort you, but I must run away because your screams of agony are simply too much for me to bear.

I fashioned a ring of stars, but when I placed it upon you, it was a crown. Now, you have grown up, and it is once more a ring again.

For now, you are smaller than the rest of your kind, but you will grow to be happy and healthy and safe. I will guarantee it.

These lines will not reach you, nor will you ever find out about them, but here I stand, saying them anyway. One day I may look upon this, and laugh at my silly, foolish self for even thinking to say these words, but for now, I gaze at these letters with fondness.

reblog to blow up a transphobe

this is your gentle reminder to stop fighting against your adhd and instead structure your life around it

buy a pack of chapsticks and put one in the pocket of all of your coats and jackets because you always forget to bring one and chapped lips is sensory hell

leave important things where you can see them. if they go in a box or a drawer you will forget they exist

put any appointments or deadlines in your phone calendar As Soon As you get them. set a reminder for a week before, a day before, an hour before, as many as you need as often as you need them.

when that little voice in your head says "i dont need to write that down, ill remember it" that is the devil talking!!! write it down anyway!!

plan for down time. have a few hours at the end of every day to just do fun stuff like engage in your hyperfixations. even if you didnt get all of your work done that day, have the rest anyway. you probably spent the whole day beating yourself up for not doing what you Should be doing, so you still need the break.

if you never eat vegetables because its too much effort to chop and cook them, get the frozen or canned shit. it doesnt go off for ages and you just have to microwave it. theres no point buying fresh vegetables if they just keep going off and being left to rot in the bottom of your fridge

if you struggle to decide what to have for dinner every day, take the decision out of it. choose a set of meals and eat those on rotation until you get sick of them, then choose some new ones and do it again.

its not stupid if it works! our brains literally have a chemical deficiency. you are allowed to accommodate yourself. go forth and stop making your life more difficult than it has to be because "this shouldn't be this hard". it is hard, so make it easier.

developing your ocs is 50% waiting for bursts of divine inspiration like an oracle sleeping next the vapours seeping from fissures in the temple floor and 50% stalking them in your mind relentlessly like a persistence predator until they tire out enough for you to get close and scamper away with the bloody scraps of "eye colour: brown" and "dislikes: people who think they're funny" clutched in your mouth like a hunting trophy