Last Question I Swear

Last question I swear

Where is the fanart from your banner from 🧍

It's for uh research purposes

Ask as many as you want!

A friend of mine named Saturn drew this for a birthday gift 🥰✨️

It's a great rendition of Kazimier and Klaus based on mine and my partners cosplays of them 🙌 I think the only notable inaccuracies are that Klaus should have pointed ears, jet black hair, and his nails are naturally black. 🤔 (but that's on me for not sending better refs 😅)

But nonetheless it's an amazing amazing piece of art and I'm so lucky to have received it as a gift 💕

Genuine question, why are your pronouns structured like they/them/he?

Is that in lime order of preference or smth

(obviously no hate, genuinely curious)

I am a genderfluid cryptid first and foremost, but like masculine titles like Sir.

It's a shorthand for whatever gender that is, I suppose.

He's not my little meow meow, but he might be my little yowling-bloody-murder-from-the-damp-alleyway.

I kknow absolutely nothing about your characters but are they homosexuals

They look it

That there group of characters are in fact genuine ho-mo-sexuals, yessiree.

[To be more queerly precise here:

🌻Klaus is pansexual, panromantic, cisgendered. Sexually nonmonogamous but flexible, romantically open to polyfidelity.

💋Kazimier is grey-ace but pansexual, somewhere on the aromantic spectrum, and is gender-fluid. Strictly nonmonogamous sexually, romantically.. unwilling.

🌠Seeker is androsexual, biromantic, and intersex with some demifem identifying. Culturally predisposed to polyamory.

🐁Val is pretty apathetic to all notions of these identities, he identifies as a bloke just lookin to get by.

At least that's how they are off the top of my head lmao 😅]

Tagging peeps incase any o yall wanna talk about how your characters identify.

@gioiaalbanoart @biblicallyaccuratefruitbat @katenewmanwrites @lychhiker-writes @autism-purgatory

@wyked-ao3 @cowboybrunch @zackprincebooks @smellyrottentrees @tragedycoded

@aalinaaaaaa @the-golden-comet @quillswriting @nbkuhn @ddgraywrites

@desastreus @theglitchywriterboi @shanakin-skywalker @honeybewrites @sincerelydorky (hmu to be +/- to my taglist!)

Fanart Friday~ 🎨

@the-golden-comet keeps drawing my ocs and I'm so touched and grateful 😭💕 thank you as always for the care and consideration you use drawing them!!

Look at these sweet beans!!!!! LOOK AT THEM!!! It's Seeker from my WIP 7 Circles having their hair braided by Goldens angelic boy Tenshi and.... ugh it's just cavity-inducing holy shit 🥺💗 the two of them would enable each other to incredible degrees I think 😂. Thank you so much Goldie, your art always brightens my life.

Art stuff!: @lychhiker-writes @gioiaalbanoart @quillswriting @wyked-ao3 (hmu to be +/- to my fanart friday posts)

A Musing Monday 🎐

Today I'm musing on movement vs lack of movement. Right now there's a lot of movement around me, and yet im feeling stuck. Immobile.

One of my partners is on a family vacation, a close friend of mine is moving, another friend started a new job. I know people finishing their book drafts and starting journeys to learn drawing and going back to school and marching up to businesses to ask for jobs.. it's amazing. Its breathtaking. Achingly so.

I feel petrified in comparison. Im having moments of movement- a little inspiration, a flash of bravery, and idea of things that could be. But it feels like an engine that rumbles with the start of something only to immediately fade back to stillness. Sometimes a lack of movement means peace. Not here.

We dont expect that stutter in our protagonists, we dont see it much in books and media. Is it because of the way it itches? The way it reminds us of headaches that keep us from sleeping while also dragging us into feeling sleepy? Perhaps its just not interesting to show someone putting forth surges of effort only for nothing to come of it. Perhaps its too scary. Too reminiscent of the futality we run from.

This musing doesn't have a pretty bow on it, no positive note to soften- but I invite you to ponder on it. How does it sit in your chest? How are you defying it or being defined by it? How would you write about it? How can a protagonist be defined by the way they can't move when they're trying to?