What’s next?Guinea pigs and rabbits? 🐇 🐝🌺Birds, bees, flowers? Or,for that matter, cells,chromosomes,or even atoms?
“[In] some districts[..]a keyword search-such as “sexual reproduction”-may be all that’s needed to get a book pulled from the shelves.” #BannedBooks #DontStopReading #DontStopWriting
While instant messaging and email closes the gap to bring us all closer, and is a wonderful thing I am so thankful we all have,the tangible togetherness of a physical letter is something that should not be abandoned ❤️ #dontstopwriting #physicalletters #mailart #visualpoem #lettersbypost #friendship
"Oh, don't be so shy," The amber-eyed me said, my own voice sounding deeper and more monotone than l'd ever been normally. However, this does not change the fact that being cornered by myself is weird. "It's only you. We're the same person, Tsuna. Don't be so afraid." And after this, he seemed to pace about the space in my mind (I don't know if having so much space to walk around in is good or bad...) and found, lo and freaking behold, MORE ME'S. I DON'T THINK HORRIFYING EVEN QUALIFIES NOW. Is this older me? OH MY GOD, THIS IS OLDER ME. I'm so...I don't know! What do I say?! I'm talking to myself in Hyper Dying-Will mode and myself from ten years into the future—at the same time!
He longs to tell Ivan how about you fucking relax even though the comment makes no sense. It doesn't matter. Till can't say it. He channels his rage into biting Ivan's proffered fingers, clamping down when Ivan groans into his shoulder. He should've known Ivan had a thing for pain. It is hardly the time or the place to reminisce about playground fights, but what the hell. There are fingers in his ass. His drool drips down Ivan's wrist. Gnawing lightly, Till recalls sun-soaked afternoons. Blood streamed from his nostrils. Ivan's fists were all over his face. The fight itself had been inconsequential. Most of their fights are. Bright anger and bursts of pain had been followed by lectures, apology letters, then quietude. This isn't so different. Rather than beating the shit out of him, Ivan plans to fuck him so hard Till cries. Put like that, this is par for the course.
hoping to inspire a #dontstopwriting trend like the art trend that’s been going around! this is the oldest posted fic of mine that i can find lol so there’s a ~14.5 yr improvement between these snippets 😂
2010 vs 2025! 🥳✨
💓 everyone is encouraged to quote with their own writing improvement arc!!
#Shootout to @erininthemorning.com
On top of Trump's picks and how they are going to effect the trans/queer community, women and minorities. I appreciate you, girl. #DontStopWriting
#DontGetDiscouraged
Don't bend the knee.
Keep an eye on each other.
Stay safe.
Our journalists need courage.
Finished the first of the post-SS one-shots (When Lightning Strikes.) It came in at 32 pages and 14,754 words, which is about average for a one-shot in this series. Still have to edit it though, so the numbers could change. On to the next one! :D #writing #dontstopwriting
