Alr, So My Moms Been Bugging Me For Awhile About The Fact That I Should Do More Things Like Writing And

hiya my good people, i hope you’re all fairing well :)

soo, been thinkin’ and i kinda want to start a youtube channel- but, what the hecky should i make ??

i want something more cozy and welcoming, but tbh i feel like i’d be all over the place. like i want to maybe make some videos about how i make dandelion syrup in the spring (and hopefully other stuff if i get around to it) and other similar homemade things

also also i was thinking about making lil shorts ig about my day to day as a queer person, or even just yk life in general. like i’ve been taking videos of my outfits every day for my spring break and i donno i might make that a lil video ?

i donno man, just random thoughts. if you got any ideas or anything plz let me know, thanks :3

i wish you luck with your writing and everything! here’s my own little first kiss story, i hope it suffices

we’d been dating for three days (i wanted to wait longer before kissing but oops), it was a sunday, and i was at his house for the day. we were in his bedroom with the door closed and the lights off and were watching some movies tho i was more distracted by the snuggling and how pretty he was. throughout the hours anytime i looked at him i swear he seemed like he wanted to kiss me, and at some points we were close to doing so but i got flustered and looked back at the tv. well eventually i was snuggled up against his chest and then he tilted my head up a little and kissed me. it was soft, but short as his mom came in to say something about lunch being ready (of course when she came in i blushed and moved away from him). then when she left he kissed me again and it was longer and perhaps even sweeter

also! the second guy i ever kissed, we went to a park near the baseball field (the whole team saw us walk over there though we went into the caged basketball court and our friends on the team teased us relentlessly afterwards), and for like an hour we just talked and whatnot. at some point we sat down on the court and were leaning against the fence. i was a little bored and wanted to fidget so i did two things: move a zipper on his backpack back and forth, and poke him (i made sure he was okay with it, dw). he didn’t have any reactions to it until he randomly said “if you do that again i’ll have to kiss you.” so i dared to poke him again, a few times just to be sure. and then he leaned forward and tilted his head a bit, as did i, and so we kissed

Not to out my self here but i am 19 and never been kissed this is fine but I am writing a book. There is aspects of romance in the book and I am asking any and everyone to give me your first kiss stories. Awkward beautiful idc give me anything and everything. Or don’t thanks!

i swear i need someone to harass me on the weekly (at most) to do my work. i’m not capable of holding myself accountable :(

I think we’re living in the timeline where Bill and Ted didn’t pass their history report

so many people not wanting to give kudos to ao3 works that they like if said works contain smut, because they're not comfortable having their accounts attached to the works. and the intention of this post is in no way to guilt trip or manipulate people into doing anything. that being said, I'd like to let you know that if you want to give your favorite authors kudos on their works that contain smut (or works that do not contain smut), but are not comfortable with your name being attached to the works, you can still give them kudos by logging out of your account before doing so. this way your kudos will appear as kudos from a guest user, your favorite authors will still receive your kudos, and your account will not be attached to the works ♡

my own little character strawberrie but she’s ready for the winter :P

feeling dysphoric ?

hey, it’s okay baby

i know it’s hard. i know it hurts.

you’ll be okay

drink something warm. touch something soft. wear ur comfiest clothes. take a nice shower. breathe.

breathe. it’s okay.

you’ll get it, you’ll grow up to be a beautiful little creature. boy, girl, enby, everything, nothing. you’ll still be wonderful.

people love you. they do, no matter your gender. they respect you. they love you.

don’t worry baby. you’ll get what you need.

if you need hrt, you’ll get it. if you need surgery, you’ll get it.

the road is hard and hurts but it will get easier. trust me. look at how far you’ve come already.

look at you baby, so strong. you’ve got this, don’t worry

it’ll be okay <3

honestly, i think one of the main things that keeps me writing is the idea that one day people will write fanfiction about my work. heck, people might even write fanfiction about me. so get to it guys, write the wildest shit you can about my precious creations. i wanna see what you can come up with

hello my lovelies :)

i was thinking of writing a little winter lost boys fanfic about marko that would be inspired by my boyfriend, who recently became my ex.. but! despite that i think i’m gonna still go with the story cuz marko is so precious and i rlly like the feel of the fic so far

here’s a little description and sneak peek at what’s to come :P

“peppermint” ~ marko x reader

As the winter season blossoms and people all over Santa Carla begin to prepare for the holiday celebrations, you find yourself walking amongst nectarous lovers all alone. It dawns on you that you have no one to cuddle with during the seasonal movies, and no one to bring underneath the mistletoe, and even no one to kiss on New Year’s… You decide to get a peppermint hot chocolate to help ease the loneliness that holidays seem to being, but little do you realize a certain charming vampire has an appetite for peppermint as well as adorable and lonesome people~

The cool night air nestled beneath your clothing, disrupting the warmth of your layers. The summer heat was long gone, the flocks of tourists having left long ago.

People still roamed the boardwalk, the place still buzzed with noise. You watched as pairs of lovers held hands and looked so cute with one another- a couple goth girls sharing a tender kiss by the water, a punk boy holding hands with a preppy girl, old lovers bickering softly about knitted scarfs. It made you ache, seeing all the love in the air, and knowing you had no one to share this Christmas with.

But, you took a deep breath and made your way to one of the lonely stands, one that sold warm drinks and a few bits of sugary food.

“One peppermint hot chocolate, please,” you said to the employee, rustling in your pockets for some change.

“Make that two.” You heard an unfamiliar voice behind you.

You turned around, wondering who was intruding on your order. If they were about to make you pay for-

Oh.

Oh shit.

You found yourself gawking at an adorable, handsome boy. He had a mop of messy blond curly hair on his head, the kind of hair that looked nice to run your fingers through. His skin was fair, though the darkness of the night shadowed some of his features- but you could still tell he looked quite attractive. His eyes were a shade of blue that felt somehow both comforting and icy. Despite the cold winter night he wore a white crop top, paired with a beautiful patchwork jacket, and a pair of dark blue jeans underneath some leather pants.

He offered some money to the employee, covering both his drink and your own. He flashed you a warm smile, that had a hint of mischief tucked away in the crevices, “I love peppermint- it’s such a… comforting flavor, don’t you think?”

You faltered, the frantic beating of your heart far too distracting for you to properly form a sentence. The stranger seemed to notice this, his smile turning into a smirk.

“It’s okay love, use your words~” He cooed.