Reblogging Cuz I've Read A Good Chunk Of These And Know Them To Be Very Good And Now Must Go Through

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Favourite colour: Deep ocean blue-green, the kind you see when you fly over the ocean

Currently reading: Scorpio Races (for like the 5th time cuz comfort) and The Anthropocene Reviewed (I'm not really one for John Green's YA novels but some of these ESSAYS BRUH)

Last song: I played? I don't even know, I have music on all the time. Currently listening to Flower by Raaginder, the most beautiful violin piece I have EVER come across

Last movie: Imitation Game (I like rewatching it lmao); last film I've seen for the first time was Neeya (Tamil film from the 70s)

Last TV show: The Office (again, I do be rewatching)

Tea or Coffee: In the morning, coffee; in the evening, tea

Tags: @miyukikazuya, @sargentcow

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Yes

ao3 writers be like "no beta we die like men" like what, the dumbest way possible? like getting electrocuted by sticking a fork into a toaster?? hit fuck it then join the army? like this???

What a fat mood, I havent even thought about my wips 😅

I can't decide which andreil wip to work on ;____;

Link to donate to KhalsaAid

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Also fanfiction be a thing I write when I’m in the mood; hence how old this fucking is but it’s been a whole minute since I put my shit up on tumblr

He Kissed Her Once

He kissed her once. It was by the sea, the smell of brine and watery decay thick in the air. The sun was high, its light made the water glitter prettily, its heat baked the seaweed and fish washed ashore. He thought, almost bitterly, that the beauty and repugnance of the moment was fitting. He wondered which one she would consider more.

She considered nothing at all. She was entirely startled by the manner of his embrace. It hurt in the way soft, sweet, and perfect things hurt; heartbreaking in its gentleness and care. She pulled away quickly, overwhelmed by the power she had so suddenly over her supposedly enigmatic, closed off friend.

He stumbled back, as if struck. His face burned and his hands shook. She stared hard at the ground and said nothing with a face flushed with embarrassment or heat or discomfort, neither of them could tell. Silence clung to them, heavy and chafing, until he walked away and disappeared somewhere among the ships.

She kept her gaze fixed on her hastily polished shoes where they were planted over both sand and grassed soil for a little while longer. Before too long, she walked away herself, without looking back or noticing the sharp, dark eyes tracking her.

For all they laughed, talked, and ran about, they never spoke again after that day by the sea.

I FORGOT SOME SORRY

Last series completed (book): I think it's actually AFTG, whoops

Currently working on: Feature piece for a magazine, in the interview process. And also AFTG fics, but in the daydreaming, tryna figure it out process

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I'm writing an article

I'll be writing a piece for Thaen X that discusses safe spaces, or rather the lack thereof, concerning sex and sexuality in South Asian families and the consequences of this. You are under no obligation to answer any questions you don't wish to; if you do, please provide as much detail as possible. Any responses received will be kept entirely confidentially, of course.

https://forms.gle/jUvSCejnj62iadGa9

i can domesticate him

It's called monster (under my bed) by @scribbleb-red, READ IT, IT'S SO GOOD. ALL THEIR WORK ACTUALLY HELLA PHENOMENAL.

I must also tell y'all that other people did gorgeous artwork here and it's by @reinventlinda

Anyway, that is all.

One of the commissions 🌌

I want to learn more about drawing light, it’s so interesting