Fireflies Lighting Up A Rural Pennsylvania Field At Dusk

fireflies lighting up a rural Pennsylvania field at dusk

God this

okay, not me having the most funniest if angstiest concept to date. character A and character B, who are two best friends. B confessing their feelings to A by accident. because of a case of severe affection that can't be controlled. and how they're cool of how A doesn't feel the same way. but A is confused by how B is so chill about this. and then, A realizes they're also in love with B but they needed to catch up.

but then, B admits how they're relieved that A doesn't feel the same way. that it makes things less complicated. and A, who has been optimistic, excited to confess, and glad, gets their heart crushed by the revelation of why B's been so casual this entire time. and just struggling to not saying anything, keeping their feelings hidden out of fear of ruining what they have.

yeah. very complicated, lmao.

[ID: a reaction gif of elmo throwing his hands up with fire in the background / finish ID]

REBLOG if you have amazing, talented WRITER friends.

Because I certainly do, and I love every single one of them and their work.

*barges through wall* WHAT'S UP FOLKS I'm alive and not dead and also working on a WIP which is also alive and not abandoned, Tuned Teeth and Sour Symphonies. Sorry for the radio silence 'tis exam season-

that aside, I give you, Blorbo Bleebus:

He's an antagonist a bastard a bitch and has no redeeming qualities. I love him dearly. Ask me about Blorbo Bleebus? Please?

a rival most vial snippet I’m enjoying as I proofread:

“What’s all this about a commission breakthrough?” Sherry asked Eli. But Eli had his eyes on Ambrose—robes shed, ink cleared off his face, a tiny bounce in his step. The bounce was hardly visible, except for when he passed the glowing crystals lining the walkway. But after Eli noticed it, he couldn’t not stare at him. At his perked ears, then his tapered waist, his long legs…

Eli determined that Ambrose should have scientific breakthroughs more often.

oh, eli.