Air Writer

Air Writer

Exploring the darkness and light in the human soul is a delight, to you. You don't fear writing about MCD, Hanahan or that suffocating angst.

You are a master of flexibility, creating stories that can go from slice of life to mystery. You're the horror story that starts lightly, and the reader just can't stop reading.

Before you know it, the air in the room has disappeared and the reader is choking on their tears, while an invisible hand dries them.

Your style is simple, and really nice to read, a word takes you to the other and then the other and it's 3 in the morning and sleep is clinging on you, but you just can't stop. Your prompts are *chef's kiss*, the absolute perfection. You mix every emotion like the colours on a palette, and paint the whole world with bluest smiles, and the prettiest golden eyes. Your readers can't be other than allured in by you, and once in, they have no escape.

Tagging- @imhereforscm @acefaun @alucarddear @fizzyxcustard @theelvenhaven @lamemaster

found this what element writer are you? quiz and thought it would be fun so i took it and i’m making this a tag game bc i wanna know what y’all get

i got fire writer

You burn. In the night, under the hot sun, you burn. You shine in the darkest nights, bringing to your readers an immortal fire.

No one is able to portray feelings better than you. Emotions burn your characters, making them matches in dark rooms, lighting up everything, and burning from their own hands. Your best is shown in short stories, where the flames of your character’s souls can burn brighter than ever, and become ashes.

Your stories hold the most passionate love, soft sighs whispered against a lover’s skin, and the neon lights of a night club. Pain is your second name, and you don’t mind it. Wars, betrayal, yearning, and enemy to lovers are your favorite tropes. But when you decide to comfort, the fierce fire that burns in your soul becomes the warm hug of a blanket in a cold day. Established relationships, pre-relationship fluff and medical fics are great at showing this softer side of you. Keep burning, and show everyone how hard a fire can burn, even in the coldest of the nights.

no pressure tags for: @babygirl-jonathanbyers @andiwriteordie @foodiewithdahoodie @strangeswift @wiseatom @astrobei @elekinetic @parkitaco @willow-lark and anyone else who wants do to it!!

This is beautiful and her voice is soothing. Thanks anon.💛

Sadly i don't speak any of them. 😔 But i want to learn. Then maybe one day i could visit those places, maybe.

Btw here is another song for you called Alaikadal from Ponniyin Selvan I ( ps1). I haven't seen it yet but i have heard it's pretty good.

Oooh that would be an exciting adventure! I'm so used to hearing the more popular languages in America like English, Spanish, French and occasionally Chinese. I never hear anything really out there.

And I wish I could describe it better, but even the vocals sound foreign in such an awesome way! 💀💀 I'm not musically inclined. I don't know how to describe the cool things I heard in that song!!! It's like her voice was swinging not per word but per syllable.

Aaaah 💀 Okay the best way I can visually describe this is by imagining a body of still water, it's a completely flat surface. And her voice was like gentle waves in a body of water. That's it. That's the best my brain could come up with.

Very occasionally, Twitter has some good advice.

Tauxolouve, i feel like life has suddenly become meaningless. As kids, we always wanted to grow older, become independent; as adults it feels strange to think about life. Life is all about working and working until we die. Sometimes i feel guilty for not being able to do the simple things i could do once.

I don't know what i am trying to say. I wish i could be a better person. Anyways thank you for listening. I love you. I can't appreciate you enough. Thank you for being in my life.

Lou: I may get the gist of what you're trying to say and I think there's a misconception about what life is about. It might be cheesy to say... But I think life is mostly what you make of it; it's all determined by your choices and actions. Children have a unique perspective on the world; as a Wishes god, I see it often. But as an adult your perspectives change along with the atmosphere around you. *He gestured out the window.* Life is like the weather, it changes constantly but rain doesn't necessarily make it a bad day and sunshine doesn't necessarily make it a good day.

Lou: There's no need to feel guilty for things that aren't in your power to control. You need to make sacrifices for the necessities you require being a human, and I feel that this is where humans draw the line between being a child and being an adult. But I feel as though we understand better what life is about as a child more than as an adult.

It's easier to prioritize your needs as an adult, forgetting that as a child the only thing you ever needed or wanted was to be happy. As an adult, you forget how important your happiness is. But this is what I feel life is. Regardless of where you are in life--if you feel you're stuck or lost or like there's no point--you have to find your happiness. It's somewhere, even if you have to dig for it. Or maybe it's more than that, maybe you've lost your happiness and have to make a new one. As long as you exist in the world anything is within the realm of possibility, and I firmly believe you can create happiness. This is your life and you can make it what you want. There may be external forces that tell you otherwise, but no one is in control of your life except you.

You may feel overwhelmed... And that's okay. As a child we long to be an adult, but the great part about being an adult is that we can always seek the familiarity and comfort of being a child and who can tell you otherwise? You're an adult, aren't you? Finally free to do what you couldn't as a child. It might seem childish, but it's simple, and simple might just be something you need.

Above all else, all I want you to think about is how far you've come. You've grown and have learned so many things on Earth. I just learned I'm half human and I'm still learning about this kind of life. It may not be as simple as it once was, but what matters is that we're still facing life together and we're still growing and we're still learning and coping. Being yourself and staying true to your heart is the greatest part of living.

This may have been a lot to hear... But I hope it helps keep your spirits up in some way. I only want you to know that just being here is enough. Just waking up everyday means you're doing your best and I couldn't be more proud of you. I love you very much and I'll always be here for you, to listen or anything else you need. So please, take care of yourself and have a wonderful day for me.

Hi. I was wondering if you could write another comfort fic about a female reader who has amblyopia in the right eye. Tauxolouve has started going out with her and she is incredibly worried about his opinion on her eyes ( which look normal with glasses on , but without the glasses her right eye shifts to the right side).

Most of the time i don't care about other people's opinions. But sometimes i wish i had normal eyes. I hope this isn't too confusing and weird.

Good night.

"My perfection"

Genre: comfort

Warnings: insecurities about appearance

A/N: I might not know what you look like, but I can tell you're stunning 💕🌹💕🌹💕 first of all, you're a lovely person, strong person and second of all, everyone is beautiful.🌹✨🌹✨🌹✨🌹✨

Your fingertips tapped around your desk, your gaze directed to the mirror and specifically to your right eye.

You weren't the one to dread other people's remarks usually, but you couldn't deny the existence of the times when you wished your eyes were not the way they were. You wished they were normal, like the rest of the eyes you see everyday and envy them at times.

A knock came from your balcony and you hurried to put on your glasses, your heartbeat almost stopping from the surprise. You did expect him to come over, but due to all the thoughts swirling in your head, you completely lost contact with reality.

With your glasses on and your eyes appearing your ideal normal, you opened the sliding door of your balcony and Tauxolouve made his way inside with a gentlemanly smile.

"How's my little lady doing?" He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Hope I'm not too early, you seemed quite surprised when I knocked."

You shook your head, chuckling to hide your previous shock, but it came out nervous. "No no, you're on time!"

You closed the sliding door and when you turned back around, you noticed Tauxolouve inspecting you—your face specifically.

"What's... The matter...?"

A soft smile spread across his lips and he gently took you into his arms. "You know how much I love you, right?"

"Yes." You said, tilting your face up at him, in order to be able to face him.

"When I say I love you, I mean that I love every part of you." He continued and you swallowed thickly. Did he know? "I love your personality, the things you might not find too appealing on you, I love those too. I love your appearance and yes... I love every part of your appearance."

You breathed in deeply.

Your lips touched and his tongue grazed yours as you kissed. Your lips pressed the together gently and Tauxolouve tilted his head to the side, deeping the kiss.

You felt your glasses twisting, feeling a little uncomfortable on you, but when Tauxolouve reached to take them off, you panicked.

You ended up pulling away quickly, ending the kiss abruptly in order to readjust your glasses. You let go of a shaky breath and fidgeted with your fingers. "I'm sorry for pulling away like this, I just... There's something I'd like if you didn't see."

Tauxolouve didn't seem displeased in the slightest. His expression remained sweet and tender as he watched you. He placed his warm hand on top of your head and wrapped his other hand arousal your waist, holding you close to his chest. "Do you allow me to talk to you about something I heard?"

You nodded.

"I heard a wish from you." He started in a whispery tone. "You wished for your eyes to be normal."

Your body tensed up at the sound of that. You knew the time would come, but it was hard to accept it.

"I won't pressure you, but... Will you show me your eyes?"

Pulling away from him a little, you knew it was time and your self proclaimed mask was about to fall. "I'm just... Scared. I'm scared that you won't like what you'll see."

"Trust me when I say this: Nothing of yours could ever displease me." Tauxolouve's smile was encouraging and after a deep breath to steel your nerves, you took off your glasses.

Your right eye shifted to the right side and you gazed up at Tauxolouve, waiting for his pleasant expression to twitch and for him to avert his gaze.

But it didn't. Instead Tauxolouve leaned in again and caught your lips into a gentle kiss. "My little lady..." He whispered against your lips. "You're absolutely lovely."

"Are you being honest?"

He cupped your face in his two big hands and looked into your eyes. The eyes you felt the need to hide from him for so long, out of fear that he wouldn't accept them. Tauxolouve's lips pressed a kiss on the place between your eyes. "You're beautiful. Your eyes are lovely and unique. They could never turn me away. I love you and your eyes so much."

"But don't they look... Off?"

He shook his head. "There's not one single type of beauty in this world, my little lady. There are many, enough to include everyone. I can see your beauty just fine and it's captivating. Your eyes are perfect just as they are and if someone can't see it, they need normal eyes."

You found yourself chuckling at that last part.

"So don't hide from me... Because I love every inch of you, inside and out. Even the parts you feel like they are not good enough, guess what, I adore them." He gave your cheek a soft kiss. "You are my perfection."

hi could you possibly write another huedhaut fluff? You're writing is so good!!

SCM- Department of Wishes

HUEDHAUT ♒ - In The Moonlight 🌙

A/N: Thank you for requesting anon! 💙 I am sorry for taking a 1000 years to write this, and i am not sure if this is good enough considering how short it is. I sincerely hope you enjoy reading this. ♥️

The room was filled with the pale glow of the moonlight, while a girl with (h/c) hair sat by the window, holding a book in her hands and her gaze fixed on its pages.

A soft breeze blew, filling the room with the delicious aroma of baked goods that wafted from the bakery across the street.

She stood up and glanced out the window, observing the leaves producing a gentle and harmonious sound as they rustled in the wind.

As she gazed at the brilliantly shining moon on the cool midsummer night, a feeling of immense contentment filled her heart.

Huedhaut entered the room and the door closed behind him with a soft clang.

He stood next to her, but unlike her, his attention was fixed on the beauty next to him. He carefully observed every feature of her beauty: her compassionate and optimistic eyes, her coral lips, that smiled as she looked at him, her lovely hands that held the book.

"A shooting star", she said, pointing to the sky. She slid her eyes shut. Huedhaut stood next to her, simply admiring the beauty of the night sky and the falling star.

As she opened her eyes, he inquired, "What did you wish for, my dear?"

"I wished, we could spend more nights like this, together," she said, looking up at him. He smiled at her and placed a delicate kiss on her forehead.

A/N: Thank you for reading! 😊