because love is in the air
and i am holding my breath
the world is painted
with lipstick kiss stains
with cheap wine
everything becomes heart shaped
even the heads atop of the bodies roaming
this romanticized vie en rose
because my colors don’t match up with the ones around me
and i am
because i don’t define
as having sex
but instead making someone feel my love for them
i can love
i am capable of loving
the man who defined the word “érōs”
does not talk of physical attraction as a necessary part of love
i can love
who coined the term “philía”
loved his brothers
it isn’t that hard of a concept to grasp
but because i am not grasping someone else
you think there is something wrong with me
but i am fine
i am fine
i am fine
is just another day
i don’t need anyone’s approval
because who i am
and the way i love
i felt broken
i felt isolated
then i felt angry
i’m feeling pretty ace.
for the aromantics and asexuals on valentine’s day ♡
YOU GUYS CAN CHECK OUT THIS POEM AND SO MANY MORE IN MY LGBT+ POETRY ANTHOLOGY - HAVE SOME PRIDE - COMING SOON!
FOREVER BElonging WITH
YOU is a direct sequel to the new official novel WE DO knot ALWAYS LOVE YOU. Picking up right where it left off as
Ichigo, Orihime, Chad, and Ishida are leaving Renji and Rukia’s wedding
reception this work covers the night of the wedding up to the day Ichika is
born as the newlyweds learn to navigate their new life together while preparing
for the impending arrival of their first child. RenRuki is front and center for
the majority of the story but just like WDkALY it ends with a heavy focus on
The exact date of the wedding ceremony is unknown so for the
sake of story specificity I have set it on December 27th…the day
the novel was released in stores. Ichika’s birthday is also unknown as of yet
and again I have taken liberties with this.
Because WDkALY has not been fully translated into English
yet there may be some discrepancies that come to light later on. However I
have done my absolute best to ensure everything is as accurate as possible
based on what we have so far.
This may be the longest piece of
writing I’ve done to date, and all while I was not in the best of health. I’m
very proud of this accomplishment.
Along with this silly mock cover you’re in for 8 decently sized chapters (or “Parts” as they’re called within the text) and 18 illustrations. The writing part is complete and I will try to post a chapter every few days or so as I finish up the illustrations.
(Fair warning: This one is definitely nsfw and for mature readers only.)
Would you guys be wiling to do one that doesn't have Steve in it but is all about Steve? I'm thinking of Fury's initial meeting w/ Sharon asking her to protect Steve. Then, subsequent meetings where she reports relevant happenings. But since there are no relevant happenings (until TWS), Sharon's reports consist mainly of Steve's general comings and goings, his lame attempts to hit on her, and the embarrassing stuff he does when he's alone.
“Did you think I didn’t
know?” Fury raised an eyebrow.
“I think my recruiter
didn’t look into it. I expected you
would know, sir.” Sharon stood at parade
rest, only allowing the slightest twich of her lips towards a smile.
Fury hummed. “It’s why you’re here. And not why you’re here.”
“Sir?” She liked Suduko, crosswords and
thousand-piece puzzles. Fury was more
like one of the Fates speaking in riddles than anything else.
“I chose you for this
assignment because Former Director Carter wouldn’t trust anyone else with this
detail. I also chose you for this assignment because regardless of whose
blood you’ve got, you’re the only one I trust with this assignment.”
Sharon let out a slow,
steady breath, feeling the tension bleed out of her shoulders. “Thank you, sir.”
Fury was mulling over a
stack of paperwork, steam curling from his World’s
Best Boss mug that sat at his left elbow.
(She was pretty sure it was a gift from Natasha).
“Your monthly report,
Fury looked up, and sat
back. “Go on.”
“Exercise commences at
0400 hours each day, and ends at 0600.
Grocery shopping every other day, a—“
“—Single or multiple
“Supersoldiers only need
single trips, sir.”
Fury smirked and sipped
“Between 1400 and 1600
hours each Sunday he cleans and sings. He
orders take out once each week, only on Saturdays for his weekly movie marathon. He’s reached the 80s, if I’m not
mistaken. There were a lot of lightsaber noises and don’t-you-forget-about-me’s coming from his apartment last week. And the joke about his midday coffee run
being ‘A mission from God’.”
“Anything unusual or
concerning to report?”
“The number of times he’s
watched Indiana Jones is concerning.”
“He was reckless in the
field before, sir. I worry what new
ideas he’s been picking up.”
Fury smiled, all
teeth. “This is exactly why I chose you for this assignment, agent.”