happy holidays from ice ring isle!

I wanna run my fingers through their hair

💜 @namjoonswildflower

A RESPONSE

i want to know the name of the phenomenon where you like seeing your favourite characters having a hard time

fully sat up and screeched when kipperfuck came and killed buddy sorry to my roommate i was going insane

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Harp rants about Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang AGAIN

The dichotomy of Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang in Link Click is, to me, a painful one that I understand both sides of. That I think is so meaningful, and wherever you fall within that dichotomy will tell you a lot about yourself.

The dichotomy

Lu Guang: I love you so much it makes me selfish Cheng Xiaoshi: I love you so much I can be selfless

Both matter. Both are perfectly okay to feel, to accept, to fall into. And what's wonderful about Link Click is that these mindsets both hurt them and heal them, but from what I can tell are never demonized or shown as wrong.

They see each other, even if they don't know all of the other's secrets. They don't need the answer to everything to love their best friend, their partner.

Not to be lame, but it's very much "I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world" (Probably a Song of Achilles quote).

They orbit each other and I truly believe in any universe, any timeline Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang would find each other, not by fate but by sheer force of will. They have been irrevocably changed by each other's presence. There is something found in the other that nothing and no one else could provide.

It's why hands and their clapping is so important throughout the show, why there is so much focus on it. They reach out to each other, a show of vulnerability and trust. Fate isn't grabbing a hand. No, that's choice. That's real love. Through adversity I am with you. Every time I choose you. You are my choice. You are my choice. You are my choice.

I was talking to @fluffy-rulos and I ended up rambling something I think is neat. The vulnerability they show each other is truly "I give you the pieces of me that have been broken, the shards that cut into my hands. You could hurt me, stab me in the back, carve into my heart with them. But I hope you won't. I'll give you my faith and my trust. Know neither are blind." (All from me, baybeee)

Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang show love in different ways, feel it and know it differently, but ultimately it is the intersection of their devotion, their trust, and their dichotomies.

They are juxtaposed, oxymoronic, irrevocably interconnected ideas.

And they are both so, so, so human.

Lotty! <3

I have such a crush on her oh my god

what body sliders and presets do you use?

i think i speak for everyone when i say a sh*t ton. lol i'm not 100% if all of them work. i don't even use all of them. but here's a glimpse of my folder, darling.

love, oshin 💌

" just...come here. just sit here with me" (...that one scene from princess momonoke, click for better resolution)

i bet he feels nice to hug

chopper is SICK and TIRED

(redraw of that one textbook pic)

Hey guys! I have something to confess. I noticed that i am not as active on this app as I used to be. And I hope that’s okay with you guys. I just think it’s time for me to take a permanent break. I think that I just never have the time to post on this account and audiences don’t… really… like that soooo. Im gonna take a very long break and I hope you guys don’t mind. And I really hope you guys aren’t too mad when I say @delinkquent-archives will also be gone for a long while. I will occasionally still come back to like posts and stuff and for LU updates but I think now is a good time to let go of my account :) I really hope creators are still doing lovely! I want to thank @majorproblems77 and @hotcheetohatredwastaken because they helped me the most while I was on this app. I know 5-6 months isnt a lot, but I have busier things in my life than Tumblr. So, I sincerely apologize, and I hope you guys keep doing the things you do best. :)

Goodbye and ily all!!!

grumpy loser gf and rugby player!james is my favorite pairing <3 shes cold and pouting but still wearing his jersey in the stands at every game and he couldnt love her more <3333

BABE WE ARE CONNECTED!! one of my fave daydreams and better yet, I actually requested something like this from @ddejavvu and she filled it and it was stunning and perfect and genuinely one of my favourite pieces of writing on the planet!!

got some of my jake art reblogged recently and i find it funny because right now i draw this man like this

( by right now i mean like 2 months ago this drawing is old

i'm sure i can draw him better like , actually right now . it's been so long since i drew him which is funny because he's my favorite character and i would die for him

TIL about Elizabeth "Bessie" Coleman, a badass aviation pioneer who was the first Black and Native American woman to obtain a pilot's licence. Not sure if the Americans of Tumblr already know about her, but as a Brit I unfortunately did not until now, so I wanted to share her story here! (Image IDs in alt text.)

Born in Texas on January 26, 1892, Bessie was the tenth of thirteen children in a family of sharecroppers. From the age of six, she attended a small, segregated school, where she excelled as a student and eventually won a scholarship to the Missionary Baptist Church School aged 12. When she turned 18, she moved to Langston, Oklahoma to study at the Oklahoma Colored Agricultural and Normal University, but had to drop out after one semester due to financial difficulties and returned to work at the acorn fields back home.

When she was 24, Bessie moved to Chicago, Illinois and worked as a manicurist in a barber shop, where she discovered her passion for aviation after hearing the stories of some of the clients, who had been pilots during World War One. She then decided to become a pilot herself, taking on a second job to save up for flight school. However, no flight schools in the US would admit Black or women students, so another of the barber shop's clients, Robert Abbott - a Black philanthropist and publisher of the Chicago Defender newspaper - suggested that she move to France and learn to fly there. He and Jesse Binga, another Black philanthropist and banker, gave her the financial support to do this, so in November 1920, Bessie set off for France to begin her training.

On June 15, 1921, Bessie Coleman was awarded an international pilot's licence by the Fédération Aéronautique Internationale, becoming both the first Black woman and the first American to do so. Following this, she returned to the US, but found it difficult to make a living as a pilot, as commercial flight did not yet exist - her only option was to become a stunt (aerobatic) pilot. Once again, the US's racism and misogyny prevented her from receiving stunt training there, so in 1922 she went back to France, and by September that year was back home again for her first stunt flight. On September 3, Labor Day, she became the first Black woman to stage a public flight in the US, flying at a show sponsored by the Chicago Defender and held in honour of the veterans of the all-Black 369th Infantry Regiment of WWI.

Bessie soon became a media sensation, earning herself the nickname "Queen Bess" and performing at air shows across the US and Europe in a Curtiss JN-4 "Jenny" biplane (example pictured above). She refused to fly at any shows that did not permit Black people to attend, and went on speaking tours at schools and churches to encourage fellow Black aspiring aviators to take to the skies. Her dream was to open a flight school to train Black pilots, and she tirelessly raised money for this with her shows.

Sadly, on April 30, 1926, while flying with her mechanic William D. Wills, Bessie's plane unexpectedly went out of control and dove into the ground, killing both of them. An investigation revealed that this had been caused by a wrench that had been accidentally left in the plane and had jammed its controls. It was a devastating loss, and her funeral, which was held in Chicago and led by Ida B. Wells, was attended by around 10,000 people. In 1929, the Bessie Coleman Aero Club was founded to continue her work promoting Black participation in aviation, and to this day there are several scholarships in her name aimed at high school students interested in careers in aviation.

"I knew we had no aviators, so I thought it my duty to risk my life to learn." - Bessie Coleman

Fly high, Queen Bess, blue skies forever! 🛩💙

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the video has been delivered 🙏 thank u op 🙏🙏🙏

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MY DEAR 🐠 ANON IM SORRY FOR JUST SEEING THIS <///3 but yes thank you op for the video.......... matthew's biceps just keeps getting bigger!!!! he's going to burst in his form fitting suits soon.