Do This: List all the things you’re
currently working on in as much or as little detail as you’d like, then tag
some friends to see what they are working on. This can be anything!
Single Dad AU: I’m writing this, really!
Both my beta and myself have been a little busy so the story is on a little bit
of a standstill but I will start posting it soon (I don’t know how soon, soon
is but I’m trying)
AU for my first big bang (by myself). I’m not allowed
to talk about it but I’m super excited about it.
Twitter War/Twitter After Dark: updating as
tumblr prompts come in and I get around to posting. I have a lot if angst
prompts waiting in my inboc
Swiss AU: Yuuri ends up in Switzerland
instead of America. With Josef as his coach and Chris as his rink mate/best
friend. It involves/will involve:
I’m not new to tumblr but I’m very terrible at using it, so please accept my apology for any mistakes and for not really posting much. I’ll happily reblog, but I’ve not a lot to contribute, I’m afraid. I don’t write fics and I can’t really produce gifs/gifsets on my crappy little Chromebook, but I can draw a bit so I might post a few of those. Maybe. ;)
A friend of mine once told me that we never forget the people we’ve loved. Whether you’re the heartbroken or the heartbreaker, the cheated on or the cheater, if you really loved someone, you’ll never forget it. You’ll never be able to fully remove their fingerprint from your heart or the feel of them from your hands because you’d already allowed them to become that much a part of you. Their name will always cause a stir inside of you, and even if you reach a point where you can ignore it, that flutter will never go away.
Do you know who I’m most worried about? It’s not my parents, and it’s not the lads at college. It’s Finn. We’ve been mates since primary. We’ve had sleepovers, we’ve topped and tailed in the same bed. When he finds out, I don’t want him thinking back to them times and getting the wrong idea. He’s my mate, you know?
Sometimes I think about how you’ve begun to open up to me. Do you even realize how special I feel just knowing that you consider me a safe enough place to deposit your secrets? My insides melt to pure gold knowing that pieces of your soul are being dropped into them like rain. And I don’t know how I could ever repay you for this gift.