A Writing Cheat Sheet: for linking actions with emotions.
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A Writing Cheat Sheet: for linking actions with emotions.
As always, click for HD.
All of my gay romance novels (Aristotle borrowed, plus Simon vs. The Homosapien Agenda, which a friend is borrowing)
“He understood that the prince was his brother in soul.
‘I love you.’”
A piece I did of Chaol and Dorian for one of FaeCrate’s boxes on Instagram!
for every note this gets I won’t self harm for a day. if you reblog this i’ll put your URL into a jar and each time i feel like harming myself, i’ll pull out a name & dm that user “thank you for caring.”
I’ve felt like self harming more and more lately, but haven’t because I cant find anything to self harm with.
the dark artifices → mark & kieran
“you are killing me,” mark said, laughter bubbling up softly from the depths of his chest.
“my mark,” kieran whispered, touching mark’s hair, his cheek. “i adore you.”
Unfriendly reminder
Kit Herondale doesn’t cry when his dad dies, he doesn’t cry when Livvy dies, but he cries when he thinks Ty doesn’t love him back.
Nothing personal
I wonder when kierarktina shippers go fucking away from the kierark (& marktina) tag. I understand you people are happy & wanna share it, etc. BUT please stop tagging your shit with tags other brokenhearted shippers use. The book has hurt us enough already. Thank you.
the dark artifices → King Kieran
he could picture him sitting in the darkness, in the blackened throne room of the unseelie king, a bleak and lonely place. a king of shattered hearts and broken souls, solitary on his granite throne, growing older slowly through the ages of the world.
martino just fucking kiss me rametta
Kieran deserves better then both Cristina and Mark!
‼️‼️‼️ THIS THIS THIS THIS THIISSSSSSSSSS ‼️‼️‼️
queen of air and darkness snippet
“Kier,” Mark said, and he saw Kieran shiver at the use of the old nickname. “Today you stood up and offered all your powers as a prince and faerie to save my family. How can you not know how I feel?”
Kieran was staring at his own hand, where it hovered at the edge of Mark’s shirt collar… Mark’s arms hooked around Kieran’s neck, drawing him down into a kiss.
QoAaD spoilers
If you have any, I'll be glad to read it. Waiting is torturing me.
YOU. ARE. LOVED.
This is the best message for Alec on his birthday I could think of. Alec, my love, I remember inventing you and loving you when no one else had met you; I remember thinking of one of my best friends, who is now no longer with us, and wanting to give him the happy ending that he never got.
Alec, you will get the moon and the stars, the leadership you deserve, and the man you love. And there’s still so much more for you to experience. :)
Thank you Cassandra Jean for this gorgeous art!
And now a snippet from Red Scrolls. Don’t worry I’ve got a little Malecy one for later, but I wanted to post something just about Alec, his heart and his growth.
“Helen,” Alec said. “The Clave tells us not to trust Downworlders. Despite the Accords, despite everything, we all get indoctrinated, and we —” He broke off, looking up at the clear, cold stars. “I used to follow the rules because I thought it would keep everyone I cared about safe,” he said. “But I’ve started to realize that everyone I care about is a bigger group and a different group than the Clave was built to accept.”
“So what are you suggesting we do?” Helen said.
“We change the Clave,” said Alec. “From inside. We make new Laws. Better ones.”
“Institute Heads can suggest new laws,” said Aline. “Your mother —”
“I want to do this myself,” said Alec. “I’ve realized — I don’t need to change. And neither do you, Helen, or you, Aline. It’s the world that needs to change, and we’re going to be the ones to change it.”
You know what they could’ve done when Shiro was at Adam’s memorial? They could’ve done something like Sam Holt handing Shiro a ring as he said “Their sacrifice will not be in vain,”
It’s that simple Voltron Crew. I would’ve been happy with that. Shiro could’ve put it on, or on a necklace or something to remember Adam. But did youse? No, you fucking didn’t.
Y'all come and queerbait us, hype us up, and yet, give us nothing. Not even a shot of a bloody ring.
An engagement is a massive thing, why WOULDN’T you put it in the bloody show?
Cowards.
end of pride month (alas!) snippet: Kierark
“We might as well talk, Mark,” Kieran said. A bright moon had risen; it illuminated the dark ocean, turned it to a sheet of black and silver glass, the colors of Kieran’s eyes. The night desert was alive with the sound of cicadas. Kieran was walking beside Mark with his hands looped behind him, deceptively human-looking in jeans and t-shirt. He had drawn the line at donning any gear. “It does us no good to ignore each other.”
“I have missed you,” Mark said. There seemed no point in not being honest. “Nor did I intend to ignore you, or to hurt you. I apologize.”
Kieran looked up, a surprised flash under dark lashes. “There is no need to apologize.” He hesitated. “I have had, as you say here in the mortal world, a lot on my mind.”
Mark hid a smile in the dusk. It was irritatingly cute when Kieran used modern phrases.
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Дима: Тох, есть предложение.
Дима: *прелагает что-то странное, завуалировав чем-то благозвучным*
Антон: Дим.
Дима: А?
Антон: Я не ноги Арса. Меня не разведёшь.
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