Ahha, talk about an anti climax :')

http://stopaggravatingmyfeels.tumblr.com/

Here ^ Although it isn't really about my stories or me, just me reblogging a load of feel inducing things. Lots of Sherlock. Be warned.

I may make a more specific ac_rules one but heeyyyyy we'll see

OKAY so I really don't want anyone to feel like I'm moving on from fanfiction, because I know I've been more absent as of late... but that's not going to happen. I'm just a little busy at the moment and haven't got round to re-estabilishing my life to writing ration (which needs rejigging) but I still have ten WIPS and they're all going to be written to completion.

THEN I might consider moving on, but I have another list of about 8 or so stories I like to write... so i doubt I'll be leaving any time soon :)

What I find attractive: tattoos, smoking, motorbikes, into rock music, jaded past. That sort of thing.
What I'd like to date: nice Christian boy who isn't too much of an emotional mess (but maybe a little bit, to make me feel better about myself).

So ...yeah. who knows.

food all the food nomnomnomnonnomnomnom

HMMM.

See, I don't think I'm a very good person to ask about this sort of thing. I'm not mad-active on tumblr (although it's growing on me) and instead I just reblog things that appear on my dash if they've made me smile without looking at who I'm reblogging from or where the original post came from. So basically, I guess you'd just have to look at my blog and see where I'm getting all my posts from? I genuinely don't know.

but HAII follower! Pretty sure if you're following me I should be following you too, so we've got a pretty special bond right there <3

politics and philosophy and writing, and god, and injustice and hope and supporting those with mental illnesses and taking responsibility over what your actions do to other people and living for yourself and not others and the pursuit of happiness and Sherlock and Harry Potter and fiction and stories and story telling and the beauty of words and my university and living and thinking and feeling and loving and my friends and using run on sentence for effect.

And eating lots of chocolate cake.

Loneliness is one of the worst things and I'm not sure if it's ever really escapable. I've been feeling pretty lonely over the past couple of days thanks to some family drama exploding in my face.

I've been at uni and my beloved Hanzi has gone on holiday, so all the people I usually turn to have been really far away. I love my flatmates and have some great friends at uni, but I just didn't seem able to tell them what was wrong (although they were asking) so I've been feeling a bit isolated and cut off.

By chance, I'd already planned to go home this weekend and it's nice to be back to this mystical place where food just appears and there are lots of cups of tea :)

But, (assuming you yourself are feeling lonely), I hope you feel better soon! Maybe read a book or try and reach out to one of your friends/family. Let them know how you're feeling - you're not being a nag by telling them that, and they won't think that either. And of course there are always us online and we care <3

Hello there :)

My holiday was really very lovely! For the large part, I'm not a big holiday fan but it's always different when you go with your friends. These were my new uni course mates, and it was really nice to be forced into spending more time with them (in a good way). We've all gotten a little bit closer and we saw the Berlin Wall and the gate and the German houses of parliament and we went on a bar crawl and had some nice meals. The coach journey was verrryyy long and we ended up having some frankly weird conversations.

But it was very nice, thank you :)

OH THAT'S SUCH A TOUGH QUESTION. I love finishing things, but I think starting something without the full knowledge of how its going to end up is beautiful but then... oh, I don't know. I love both.

ALSO, on a similar note, the penultimate chapter of NJAB is in the queue :)

My identical twin

There are not very many people who I talk every day. I guess the ones I talk to every day are my flatmates and because we're flatmates and reside in the same area it's sort of hard to run out of fun conversation topics. Whose turn it is to take out the bins, who swapped the bins over, the ingenious bit to put your foot when you're taking out the bin bags, do we need to buy more bin bags, wait how did the bins get so full, what is it that's making the bins smell so, why - exactly - is bin juice quite so disgusting? Should you maybe throw that in the bin? Oh damn, I forgot to take the bins out. I was on a trip taking the bins out and the girl from opposite saw me. Is it morally acceptable to take out the bins in your PJS? An oversized tshirt and a coat? Can we be bothered to take the bins out? Do bottle tops go in the recycling bin or the regular bin? You've been out all day, where HAVE YOU BIN?

See, endless exciting conversations.

The problem is most people don't give a shit about your story about how you tripped over when putting the bins out because, lets be honest, it is a bit dull. And when you live together its instrumental and... well, I guess it's just one of those things that you doooo talk about it then. But, for the large part I think telling everyone everything that happened to you throughout the day isn't oging to be that interesting.

I don't feel the need to talk to my bestie all the time. I think it might work for some people, but I just... well, I find talking to people who aren't directly there every single day a bit tiring. Even then me and my bestie do run out of things to talk about, though, so don't worry about it too much! It won't be like that forever. Something exciting and potentially bin related might happen :)

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I believe I am now following you :)

Going on holiday later today (!!!!!) and there's a 22 hour coach journey, so I'm saving washing/not putting on those clothes yet and am just wearing an over-sized t-shirt.

And then I came out into the kitchen and it turns out my flatmate is wearing the same. So we're having a no-pants-party. Thrilling.

ALL THE TIME. Okay, maybe not. Me and my bestie are like super cutsie close so we can't have a conversation without it.... but I think it's always a nice thing to know.

This yeaaar I am having a mass girly fest with cocktails, chocolate, cake, chick flick, wine sleepover type thing with my flatmates and some other uni friends. And tomorrow I'm heading to my bestie's uni an she's going to cook me dinner and we're going to snuggle until I have to come back here again on saturday night :)

HIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Well, my Valentine is my best friend Billsiebubs. She's been my Valentine for the past three years now and this year I'm going to visit her (tomorrow, as I had uni and such today) and I've written her a poem and I have a card, and I might buy flowers, and she's going to cook me dinner and we're going to snuggle and watch Sherlock.

UM. Billsie has told me she loves me. And erm... yeah, actually, I got quite a few this morning from my bestfriends :)

My Mum

Romance isn't so bad... but because I have such conflicting views about romance I REALLY have to ship the characters together before it comes out decent (and before that I usually get to this point when I'm like NO THEY ARE NOT MEANT TO BE - most of my couples very nearly ended up as not-couples). One thing I am absolutely BALLS at is any kissing/sex.

Mostly, the limit of what I can stretch to is a couple of sentences being like '...they kissed a bit' and such. One of my pairings.... well, they're supposed to get it on relatively soon and I'm really struggling with how I'm actually going to do it. I had a burst of inspiration and was like THIS IS WHATCHA GONNA DO and then.... I looked at my keyboard after the obligatory 'sooo.... now they're kissing' sentence and I was just like I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO SAY ABOUT THIS. Like... when sometimes you read all about TINGLES and FIREWORKS and BREATHLESSNESS and I'm like... no, ta. NOT FOR ME.

I can write about characters talking about sex easily and about their sexualities - that's all fine - but when we get anywhere near an actual act I'm just like 'ending with DOT DOT DOT is explicit enough right?'

Marilyn Manson (and then Elton John shortly after)