This is for the zero (0) other AOTF/Mirar appreciators out there.
Pls don't bully him, he's the wettest of wet guys.
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This is for the zero (0) other AOTF/Mirar appreciators out there.
Pls don't bully him, he's the wettest of wet guys.
Wish I got into tumblr earlier, cause like I can find stuff now. My favourite book series which has a tiny community? Yup! Got a tag here and I can just check in with the folks!
This makes me feel sad 😭
exactly how obvious is it that I don’t know how to make book covers lol
↳ tag list (ask to be added/removed): @writing-and-dragons
gUYS!!!
A few things I sold for Art on the Fly at my tech school
Last one of promised fics for @lesbianbookworm. Mirar&Emerahl and “Why are you looking at me like that?”. The angst was not planned.
This afternoon, shockingly, all three of them were home. Emerahl had just returned from one of her travels few days earlier and Mirar and Auraya both had a day off.
Only that Auraya could not sit still. She had a date and was busy preparing. Both Emerahl and Mirar refused to help her, since, as Emerahl claimed, they wanted nothing to do with it and Auraya would look stunning no matter what she did. Quickly after that they retreated to the couch and stayed there ever since.
Now Mirar was following Auraya with his eyes, and Emerahl was studying Mirar closely.
When Auraya disappeared into the bathroom, Mirar spared Emerahl a glance and his brows furrowed immediately.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Instead of giving him an explanation, Emerahl just shook her head.
“You are still head over heels with her, aren’t you?”
A blush crept up Mirar’s cheeks. “Am not… Well, maybe a bit.” He hesitated. “Okay, I am. What of it?”
Before Emerahl had time to answer, Auraya emerged from the bathroom. Mirar gasped audibly.
“How do I look?” Auraya asked, turning round and showing off her dress.
Emerahl was first to answer. “You look gorgeous. Mairae’s going to love it.”
Mirar only nodded.
Find the Word Tag
Thank you @oliviagordonwrites for tagging me!! It was such a long time ago, but because I was so busy with school I haven’t gotten the chance to do it until now!! I still love being tagged tho, so don’t forget about me during my long breaks lol
My word is fire.
I’m using my WIP Attack on Tier Four for this one, so here it goes:
“Who are you?” Rory demanded, with a harsh fire in her voice that her mother had once taught her. She did not lower her weapon.
“You do not know my name?” the girl chuckled with a hopeless shake of her head. She had a nice smile. “Typical.”
Al followed the trail of grey smoke through the dying field. Hornets always started small fires to work their spells. They were definitely nearby.
They read in peace by the light of the fire. Killian passed some food around the circle for everyone.
I was actually surprised that the word fire came up so often, but at the same time, I expected to see it more...
Anyway, your word is week: @itstheenglishkid @jmorgynwhite @ink-ravn @ellenwritesbooks @gracebabcockwrites good luck!! (also if you don’t have this word, then maybe something related to it idk)