#after ages

[froschkuss]

[y1f4]

Finally makin’ an introduction post after a year, or somethin’ of the sorts…

Hello, and welcome to my blog.

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My name is Yifa/YIFA— I am a Builderman fictionkin, so you can even call me Builderman as well.

I am pansexual, and gender apathetic. To put it in more simple words, I do not care about what gender I am interpreted as. Headcannon me, if you want..

Multifandom, but I focus on Roblox lore and God of War sometimes… But I might know a thing or two about some fandoms that some people follow me for.

Please note that I am below 18, so please jus’… — idfk, bro 😔 just don’t be a creep.

Expect reblogs from me! Vent reblogs.. Goofy reblogs… Reblogs that make me look like I snorted 10 lines of crack, anythin’ that I find interestin’ on this hell of a website or app… Whatever this is, bud.

Favorite colors? Orange, red, and black. Get me any stuff that I might like with any of those colors and I swear I will give you a massive hug if you want me to.

I don’t talk about myself much, so here’s my DNI.

DNI !!!

Basic DNI. Racists, Homophobics, blah blah blah… Y’know, anyone problematic. You know who you are, ya creep.

Those fuckass anons that jump everyone and everything. One of the people I see getting jumped by those people every day is my good friend @jaedyn-here , they do NOT deserve that treatment.

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Warnings and whatnot.

This blog has swearing every now and then, but it isn’t too much— Not like I say ‘fuck’ after almost every word ….

I might post suggestive stuff or even drawings, but I’ll make sure that I tag those stuff properly— but I won’t go too far with the suggestive stuff, and keep shit to myself when I need to.

Find something that makes you uncomfortable or triggers you that I posted? Please send an ask about it, and I’ll make sure to watch out if I make a similar mistake again! Just please, don’t be rude about it.

This blog doesn’t have an age restriction like 18+ or it’s intended for children … ‘Cause if ‘m bein’ honest, I don’t think I would be the greatest influence for children on here. Jus’ know some of my posts aren’t for everyone.

When I might vent every now and then, I’ll make sure to tag it properly. Please read the tags or content/trigger warnings (if I add them)!

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HERE ARE SOME OF MY AWESOME SPECTACULAR AND AMAZING FRIENDS/MOOTS !!!

@shedletskyyy ( my amazing, awesome, spectacular, handsome, beautiful, and perfect partner !! < 33 )

@muffinstuffins11

@jaedyn-here (TWINTACO !! :DD)

@theannoyingparasite

@justanxiousandcaffeinated

@askthesonnellin0s (online moot!)

@moris-i-cant-move-it-anymore (online moot!)

@lyricamaxing (online moot!)

@sherbertsk (online moot!)

stamps and whatnot here ,,, i’ll add more when i find ‘em.

[[ soad and linkin park below….. :DDD ]]

I think that’s all from me, but I might add some more stuff sooner or later when I need to. Goodbye!

[lonely--seeker]

[emmie-writes-stuff]

HIIII

I finally wrote something again!!!!!!!

New long fic, this time Tabeita

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Warning: future explicit content and NSFW discussions

[ruinfinity]

*cracks knuckles* logging into genshin

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

IPKKND Podcast - Diwali

I finally posted this, lol. Have a watch and lemme know. Also this features our very lovely @honeybellexox

And don't forget to read part 2 of Arshi TS: Open Secret, for those who were interested!

[scruus]

hi…..

[indian-kahani]

Day 28: Walk of Pride

sorry for not posting in ages guys i was struggling through my writer's block -_- anyway here you go! hope you like it <3 i struggled to write it ngl, idk if I really like it but ah well.

tags: @desi-lgbt-fest, @manujanolavu @morally-gayy @desi-yearning (let me know if you want to be added/removed)

Rati had always been scared to attend a Pride festival.

It felt like admission: yes, I am gay. Yes, I am proud.

Proud of what? What did she have that made her special? She had always been a blank puzzle, with missing pieces that could be scattered anywhere across the globe. How was she supposed to colour herself in rainbow and call it Pride?

Rainbows had always seemed like sad, fickle things to her. Small chinks of happiness that were erased by the sun. That were only possible with the most specific combination of events. Rain, and sunlight slanting exactly the right way.

Then what did that say about herself?

What did that make her?

Delicate? Impossible?

She had always been such a good girl: she sat in the front row. She played two instruments. She handed her work in on time. She didn’t doodle, didn’t gossip, didn’t daydream. Didn’t, didn’t, didn’t. Her entire life had hinged on couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t.

What could she do?

She was named for the Goddess of Love, after all. Then why wasn’t she confident in her own? Did that kind of confidence only come with straight love? Was she really as broken as her mother implied when she talked about lesbians? Every time she felt butterflies in her stomach, she locked them away. The day she called herself gay, she felt something inside her that she hadn’t felt before.

A sense of belonging.

That was the only reason she persevered, if she was being honest. That feeling had lit a flame inside her, a tiny sun of her own.

God knew there was enough rain in her heart. Maybe this little sun would make her own rainbow.

So when she went to college, she kept her head up and a smile on her face. She knocked at the door of the college Pride Club, and when the leader, (‘Padma’, her name tag read) opened it, she plucked up all her courage and asked:

“Excuse me, does this college have a pride event?”

She was half expecting Padma to laugh at her. For her to shoo her away and say that young girls, in their first year at college, didn’t belong at Pride.

Except – that wasn’t what happened at all.

Padma held the door open with a gentle smile and beckoned her in. “Of course! In fact, we have a pride event tomorrow, to mark the end of Pride Month. Do you want to meet the rest of the team?”

Rati hesitated. If she stepped over that line that marked the boundary between corridor and classroom, she would be safe. She could go back to reading in the library and not stirring up a fuss and presenting as ordinary. She could be good little Rati that never stepped out of line, just like she had been for the last seventeen years.

But something inside her was tired of being good. A little voice (her namesake, perhaps?) whispered to her that perhaps it was time to try being bad for a change.

And so, she offered a radiant smile for what she hoped to find in that room.

“I would love to.”

Pride Club was not like what she had expected at all. In fairness, though, she didn’t know what she’d expected. Whatever it was, it wasn’t this.

Ten to fifteen students lounged around the classroom, eating their lunch and chattering playfully with each other. Padma, perhaps sensing that she was getting a little shyer, put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

“Guys!” she called to make herself heard over the chatter. “Oi! Guys!”

Everyone turned to look at her, and Rati dropped her gaze to the ground at their subtle scrutiny. “This is our new member, Rati,” Padma gestured to her. “Be nice, all right?”

“Hi, Rati!” A short girl with choppy bangs grinned at her. “I’m Anshika, Padma’s favourite-” she lowered her voice, winking as if divulging a secret, “-and only – girlfriend!”

Padma blushed. “Shut up.”

“H-Hi, Anshika-ji.” Rati managed to smile shyly at her.

“I’m Khushi!”

“Anshuman.”

“Hey! Ravi here.”

As they made their introductions, something settled in Rati’s heart that had been fluttering around inside of her. She allowed the smile on her face to settle. This… this felt nice.

The next day, it took far less courage to show up to the Pride event.

This is it. She thought. I’m finally admitting it.

She held her flag tightly, and when the moment came, waved it high in the air. For once, the rainbow seemed strong, invincible. More than a trick of the light.

This felt like belonging.

This was her family.

This was her place.

And this was her pride.

hope you guys like it! feel free to tell me what you think in reblogs/comments etc :]

@desi-lgbt-fest