You know what. Fuck it. Hi tumblr. Woe, poem about the intersections of hair cutting, transmasculinity, and dog imagery be upon ye
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Hey howdy hey! Anyone in the market for a silly little fic featuring Mapicc and Zam being little shits in their DMs while petty apartment notice drama is going on in the background? If so, do I have the fic for you!
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@mcyt-aro-week day two: loveless! (AU is technically here too but. Loveless Sweep). Anyways! Shaking a can around ANYONE IN THE MARKET FOR LOVELESS ARO REDD AND GOD ASH??? We got businessmen we got unconventional queers Redd somehow found himself as the head of Ash’s temple and caught his favour you know how it is!
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The thing about writing with adhd is sometimes you stare at the google doc for three minutes straight feeling your brain actively recoil before realizing you need a distraction break a palate cleanser something to do while your brain regenerates words. Anyways this is why I am on Tumblr. Instead of writing. As you do
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I need drugs I mean fuck I mean fucking on drugs I mean 125mg of molly and perhaps some horse tranquilizers I mean I closed my eyes last night and pictured his hands Around my throat as he kissed my collarbones with so much love that it could kill a man I mean I think we fucked in a past life I mean I think I killed him but it was a mistake it was an accident I loved him more than life itself I mean he took pleasure in scooping out my guts like a jack o lantern but iloved him so it was more than enough
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I love explaining my writing process to my friends. Pulling up at the plotters convention with a three hour long playlist a song I found at 3am by making a deal with the devil several pieces of pocket lint and an old penny I found on the ground. Hey guys yeah this got me 40k and counting :)
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Writing sucks because on one hand I want to write stories that will reach into someone’s chest and stick with them for a long long time with so many poignant moments but then on the other hand I just wrote the line “I didn't—think before you speak: is it True? Is it Helpful? Is it Inspiring? Is it Necessary? Is it Kind? I’m gonna go die now.” and I am not willing to sacrifice it at any cost. So
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I think my legacy when it comes to writint will always end up at the seven-person-plus polycule I made in insufferable. I don’t think I can top it. I don’t think I can EXPLAIN it. Queer friend group dubs
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currently having indescribable brainrot about a short story I’m working on for a creative writing class. razael rorroh the only oc ever I’d kill and die for it (and so will everyone else in the story. whoops!)
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I think god hates me . I wanted to write a quick one-off story. 3k max. AM NOW FOUR THOUSAND WORDS IN AND COUNTING. HAVEN’T EVEN MADE IT TO THE POINT YET
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Thinking about how the simple act of phrasing can completely turn a wip around and change the energy and the tone and give away so much about the narrating character. Thinking about how both Illex and Grey are autistic but they both present it in such drastically different ways. Thinking about how Grey will promptly shut down any autistic traits in his internal while Illex will emphasize them; a stark comparison to how Grey’s internal is cold, critical, blunt and to the point while Illex’s is full of memes and snappy jokes and snarky comments. Thinking about how they are both demand avoidant but Illex is ashamed of it and constantly trying to cover it up while Grey does not bat an eye over it and leans into it. I am thinking about how both of them were told to kneel and how Illex dropped like the strings holding them up were cut while Grey raised his eyebrows and said fucking make me, milord. Their stories are so tonally different and their internals are so tonally different and yet they deal with the same issues and the same topics. Man I fucking love writing
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