It Takes Little To Make Me So Happy I Feel Like My Life Has Been Fulfilled.

Does anyone else have specific days when their high sensitivity spikes so high you get irritated at every little thing so much that it feels unbearable and you wanna cry from the anger but you can't cause you're in public? Cause that's me internally every Sunday..

Maze Runner

Ok. Here's the thing. I just watched and finished Maze Runner series in the last two days. And my emotions... Omg they're everywhere. I'm most confused about Teresa. I liked her at first, then hated her, then meh, to omg no don't die I like kinda like you!! Yep. A roller coaster if emotions. I think i need help. I'll complain more about this later lol cya!

Okay, I was looking through some of your old art and I felt so nostalgic. And I see the improvements of your recent art and I feel so proud of this person I have never met but admire online. Just like-wowie, that's amazing.

Awwww thank you sm!! I’m actually pretty proud of how my art is turning out recently, and I’m really glad you think too :D I don’t like mentioning it that much cause it feels really conceited haha, but I’m v proud of how far I’ve come in art :DD thank you for being there with me <3

Advice for writing relationships

Ship Dynamics

How to create quick chemistry

How to write a polyamorous relationship

How to write a wedding

How to write found family

How to write forbidden love

Introducing partner(s) to family

Honeymoon

Date gone wrong

Fluffy Kiss Scene

Love Language - Showing, not telling

Love Language - Showing you care

Affections without touching

Giving the reader butterflies with your characters

Reasons a couple would divorce on good terms

Reasons for breaking up while still loving each other

Relationship Problems

Relationship Changes

Milestones in a relationship

Platonic activities for friends

Settings for conversations

How to write a love-hate relationship

How to write enemies to lovers

How to write lovers to enemies to lovers

How to write academic rivals to lovers

How to write age difference

Reasons a couple would divorce on good terms

Reasons for having a crush on someone

Ways a wedding could go wrong

Arranged matrimony for royalty

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Born to be...

I have so much to say, But I'm afraid words wouldn't be enough. Actually, I'm afraid of a lot of things. Possibly everything. Everything but one.

I'm afraid of love. I've only learned how to hate myself, So how could I possibly learn to love If I hate myself too much? No matter how good I feel, Whether I'm told I'm beautiful or gorgeous, In the end, I only know how to criticise myself.

I'm afraid of laughter. Do you laugh at me? Or do you laugh at someone else? Is it true or fake? It's much too easy to fake, And reassess choices once made. I can switch moods in the matter of seconds. You probably wouldn't recognise who I was when I shift.

I'm afraid of life. You can make so many mistakes, Fall so many times. Once of them might change your life for better or for worse. That's why I criticise myself. That's why I can't choose choices, But to choose perfection that I despise so dearly.

But I'm not afraid of Death. It's so small, yet so crucial. I don't understand why people are afraid of it. It's coming, so why not face it head on? Is such a fear why most turn to religion and faith? To reconcile themselves that they will be safe? If so, then so be it. As long as it doesn't hurt one's reason to live, Then I'll respect that opinion.

All I want is to breathe in a world, A world that can take it's time and move forward. Not backwards. So, though I'm afraid of a lot of things, I'll continue to see the stories beyond my own. Because that's what I was born to be.

The wolf in sheep's clothing never noticed the sheep in wolf's clothing

pt1 and pt2

DOUBLE LIFE DUOS!!!!!

it's like the mix of an alligator, giraffe, and salamander all in one

Aphaneramma, a marine temnospondyl amphibian with a cute crocodile face

AXIS: Prologue

The General looked at the file again. Over and over and over, they've been bothered with this girl ever since they saw her file. Wondering what she was like aside from the proper lady in the photo. Well, they'll find out when they meet her. The General closed the file and put it in their ever-growing pile of papers. They needed to clean that mess up sooner or later.

The General got up from their chair and looked out the window of their office. There in the courtyard stood a teenage girl. The girl wore what looked to be a silk kimono. She appears to be a noble girl. It was the same girl that's in the file. And the kimono. It didn't suit her. The General grinned at himself and the girl down below.

"Fuu Madris, huh?" he muttered. "Well, I can't wait to see how you'll fair out in the field. Don't disappoint me now, dear descendant of Koshi."