its so scary to put yourself out there but a SINGLE message saying "hi i loved what you made it touched me in some way" makes it all worth it 10000%
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?
"there is no platonic explanation for this--"
I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.
academy
adventurer's guild
alchemist
apiary
apothecary
aquarium
armory
art gallery
bakery
bank
barber
barracks
bathhouse
blacksmith
boathouse
book store
bookbinder
botanical garden
brothel
butcher
carpenter
cartographer
casino
castle
cobbler
coffee shop
council chamber
court house
crypt for the noble family
dentist
distillery
docks
dovecot
dyer
embassy
farmer's market
fighting pit
fishmonger
fortune teller
gallows
gatehouse
general store
graveyard
greenhouses
guard post
guildhall
gymnasium
haberdashery
haunted house
hedge maze
herbalist
hospice
hospital
house for sale
inn
jail
jeweller
kindergarten
leatherworker
library
locksmith
mail courier
manor house
market
mayor's house
monastery
morgue
museum
music shop
observatory
orchard
orphanage
outhouse
paper maker
pawnshop
pet shop
potion shop
potter
printmaker
quest board
residence
restricted zone
sawmill
school
scribe
sewer entrance
sheriff's office
shrine
silversmith
spa
speakeasy
spice merchant
sports stadium
stables
street market
tailor
tannery
tavern
tax collector
tea house
temple
textile shop
theatre
thieves guild
thrift store
tinker's workshop
town crier post
town square
townhall
toy store
trinket shop
warehouse
watchtower
water mill
weaver
well
windmill
wishing well
wizard tower
Hi everyone!! My name is Artemis, I'm an ambitious, queer, aspiring writer, and I've got a heroic epic fantasy series in the works that is going to 100% be my magnum opus. I'm planning for this blog to be a mix of random personal stuff about my life, writing things (like worldbuilding stuff and relatable writer's posts), and reblogs that will also probably be entirely random, but we'll see.
I like writing (obviously), reading, playing D&D, playing video games (particulary Assassin's Creed, The Legend of Zelda, and RDR2), shopping at independent, unique stores (bookstores!!), and watching shows such as Game of Thrones, Arcane, and Heartstopper.
Anyways, follow me if you wanna eventually read my book and get attached to my epic, D&D-style, insanely queer characters that I daydream too much about, and feel free to DM me at any time if you want to know more about me, my books, or just want to chat about your latest hyperfixation; I love chatting!
Farewell and fast travels, adventurer.
Grieve AND organize.
Good article by David Hunter on how to survive the Trump presidency, both on the personal and on the political plane.
Fr tho π
tumblr discourse after 13 years on this fucking website
Polycule but itβs just two people in a romantic relationship with each other and their third whoβs pretty obviously aroace but also somehow so deeply intertwined in their lives that itβd just be wrong to not count them as involved. Is this anything.
WE GOT AROMANTIC TRENDING BOYS!!!! (gender neutral)
LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
"do you want women competing against trans athletes" yes? I also want women competing against male athletes. and competing alongside them. because segregating sports by gender is extremely shitty actually?
BRO. I'M SO SAD RN. My therapist CANCELED my appointment today because she's SICK (obvs i hope she gets better soon) BUT BRO NOOOOOOOOOO
i literally have not had an appointment with her in weeks because she's dealing with a ton of health stuff rn and i MISS her and NEED TO TALK TO HER
the only good thing that's going to happen today is i bought an ace ring!! and it is supposed to be delivered today so !!!yay
anyways sry for the rant i just really miss my therapist and love talking with her and she had to cancel.....
if anyone sees this post i hope you have a great day (unlike me lmao) and that your therapy appointment is amazing and shit
Happy birthday to me!!
- π§‘ππ€π©΅π - she/they - aspiring writer - endless WIPs - loves cats, coffee, and music -
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