“I’ll give you fire in a way you’ve never known before.”
Noah Kahan
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
almost home

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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Cosmic Funnies
Cosimo Galluzzi
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Stranger Things
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if i look back, i am lost
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Xuebing Du

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@fawningbruises
“I’ll give you fire in a way you’ve never known before.”
at your feet, where the light begins and ends
"Flip the sign on your way out."
They say home is where the light leads.
Leon Kennedy (à la Michelangelo's David)
Leon Kennedy sketches
Reuniclus sketches
Grace Ashcroft
The sun goes down sweeter on your tongue.
You wrote manor on red!! Holy crap this fic gutted me. It was amazing.
I see you responded to a post mentioning how writing gives you reprieve from your stress, and I just want to add it's also bringing (I don't want to say joy, because that fic is so sad) meaningful experiences to people. You do good work.
First, I just want to say that I'm so glad you liked Manor on Red. I feel like a broken record about this, but I know it's not everyone's cup of tea, so the fact that it hit some people that hard is more than I could ever ask for.
I knew while writing it that I was risking alienating a big part of the fanbase with the heavy themes and the ending itself, but it was always destined to end one way, and only one way. And I'm glad I stayed true to that. I know I wouldn't have been satisfied with it otherwise.
And lastly, thank you so much. I truly believe writing is the lining of my soul, and I want to keep doing it for as long as I'm able.
Please never stop writing
So like. Not to be overemotional on main, but I was so overwhelmed seeing this ask that I just didn't know how to respond it. The short of it is: work has been very stressful right now, and on top of that I've just been in a very fragile place anyway (I never do well with winter.)
And so I can't be eloquent about it at all really, but: thank you so much. Writing is one of my deepest passions, and I just genuinely can't tell you enough how much it means to me to see these words.
From Manor on Red.
(Now complete 🥀)
favorite word?
cello bruise ache liminal constellation
(What a lovely question.)
“Be patient for me.”
From Manor on Red.
[Fic] Manor on Red Verso/(Writer) Gustave Clair Obscur: Expedition 33 (Read on AO3)
He dreams he is waking up in the manor to pitch black darkness. The sky is starless. As he rises and steps out into the hallway, a soft light is spilled in strange shapes over the house. Birds and stars. Things without form. And on every single surface, from the rafters to the floorboards, is the name ‘Gustave’.
Crossed out over and over, and over again.
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In the year leading up to the fire, Verso and Gustave make a vow.
It will change the Dessendre family forever.
A scene from my fic, Ostinato.
red ink on your palms a storm in your skin