I read somewhere that its common in Arab culture to refer to someone close to you as your organs, implying you can’t live without them. Like in english we’d say “my heart” (qalbi) In Arabic someone would also use “my liver” (kabidi) “my lungs” (riati). Notably, “my blood” is “Dami” which is funny bc it’s Damian’s shortened nickname.
Damian’s brothers have been using the nickname for years with or without knowing. I propose that as Damian gets closer to them, and tim in particular, he responds in kind.
He refers to Tim as “tuhali.”
…it means “my spleen.”
Listen if you ever think your writing is bad and you want to give up, a published author beloved by thousands (I don’t understand why) wrote the line “When he was wiping that cow shit on me, it was quite possibly the most turned-on I have ever been.”
what I’m saying is please don’t let Colleen Hoover win, don’t give up on your work.
This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.
IT'S ALMOST OCTOBER SO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!
There's just one rule: have fun!
As you can see I created three levels of difficulty but don't feel pressured to stick with one the whole October
You can use #cotltober so your art will be easier to find
Trod Bad End doodles from last night + older ones I'm posting so I can delete the files
Jason is shaking. He hasn’t felt real for the past few hours and the sensation has been intensifying over the last thirty minutes. He’s had his fair share of dissociation but this is so so much worse. He went to grab the Manor’s doorhandle to let himself in and his hand went through the fucking door.
it’s december 1 where’s the christmas tail kitten bring him to me
happy gay month to narilamb and narilamb only
Fan art for My Monster Academia by @princess-of-the-corner
Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48941920/chapters/123471148