araliyaintheskywithdiamonds

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

@dblmalfunction Thank you so much for this lovely message. Thankfully, none of my family have been hurt, but I know people who have been injured. This fact shows the true scale of this tragedy. I used to live in Colombo, and those hotels were places my friends and I frequented often. The people who died were people like you and me. 

Sending my love to Sri Lanka

Many of you have read CC fics by @araliyaintheskywithdiamonds and loved them as much as I have. You may not know she is originally from Sri Lanka and her family recently moved back to their native country, although they have lived in Melbourne, AU the last few years and she stayed on to attend uni there when they left. I’ve contacted her to find out what I can about her family to see if they are ok. I will keep everyone appraised if I hear back from her. One of the things I love the most about this fandom is the compassion we show for worldwide tragedy and the support we show our fellow members who may be suffering. Araliya has taken a break from writing and Tumblr since starting uni, but feel free to send her a DM. I contacted her via email, but if I hear back from her, I can suggest she check her DMs to know that we are all thinking of her. 

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

I want to apologise to

- Britney for making fun of her when she had her breakdown

- Monica Lewinski for judging her when she was a 22year old temp sexually assaulted by the most powerful man in the world

- Ke$ha for ever thinking she was trashy when all she wanted to do was make party music

- Kristen Stewart for ever thinking she was dumb when she’s actually one of the coolest people ever

- Megan Fox for ever thinking she was just a slut when actually she was an actress being harassed by her employer. 

- Hating all the women who made a career out of having a hot body. Being is shape is hard, beauty is a weapon and auto promotion is hard work. 

- All the Mary-Sues, who exist because young girls everywhere want to be part of a story they love so much

- All the female characters I ever snobbed because they got in the way of my ship.

- Hating the color pink during my teenage years, when it’s actually a lovely color and what I resented was society’s pressure to perform femininity. 

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

i’ve read almost all of your works and i’ve cherished every one (heck, i’ve even requested a prompt here and there) so when i saw you posted a new piece, i gotta admit, my heart fluttered for a second. but i understand what you’re doing completely and i respect it. sure i first followed you to make sure i never missed a fic, but i’ve stayed bc you have a wonderful personality, always giving and keeping a positive attitude despite the shit that’s been flying around, and i really admire you (1/2)

(2/2) for that. i’ve always considered you a friend, even though you have no idea who i am, just bc you’re always so kind and generous. honestly, i hope you’re doing okay in your life and i hope it takes you wherever you want to go. i’ve adored reading your writing — you’re still one of the best i know — but you do what is best for you xx

Thank you so, so much. From the bottom of my heart. Whenever I wrote anything, during the process, I would always, always think of my readers. Whenever I posted I would be so excited to see everyone’s reactions. I’d track every comment, every tag, every like. 

You guys made me so happy, just as happy as any good friend could have made me. 

Good luck for everything in your future, my love, and so many blessings! 

Love, Araliya. 

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

Since I posted my last fic today I guess it’s only fitting that I post my last “what the actual fuck is that woman wearing today” post!! I’m also delighted to end this series on the walking nightmare that is her ensemble on this wonderful day.

First of all, you have Vera Wang, known for her iconic wedding dresses, do your dress, and you choose that pile of flaming tulle? If it’s bespoke, even worse, that woman shouldn’t have been let within 100 miles of the dress design. Seriously, Wang designed pieces like this

and this

and you decide to go for this???

To top it all off, we have lurid pastel pink hair and a flower crown that belongs in 2008, in trademark Mia Swiffer style. Honey, you’re not an eighth grader listening to Avril Lavigne during the High School Musical era anymore.

This hot mess, along with Darren’s washed-out disaster, makes the entire event look like a goddamn circus out of the pit of hell.

Just as this sham of a marriage has presented itself.

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

Take Me Back - A CrissColfer Fic

Alright, here we are my wonderful readers. My final fic for this fandom. I know I haven’t been active as of late, but I’ve still been here, watching and listening, albeit with less dedication than before. My life is moving forwards at a rapid pace and I found that I couldn’t muster the energy to invest in this fandom, especially when I was finding myself supporting Darren less and less.  

In addition, I found that it just wasn’t worth the effort. Certain things that happened affected me far more than I would have liked, and since my real life will always take precedence over anything that happens to Chris and Darren, I don’t have time or energy to spare. 

To my readers, followers or anyone else who simply hung around, remember that these are two grown men who are perfectly capable of handling their own lives. You are not obliged to support them in everything that they do. You don’t have to be emotionally invested. If you feel as though involvement in this fandom is draining you, don’t hesitate to take a step back. 

If you specifically don’t support what Darren is doing, that’s okay too. You don’t owe him anything. His decisions are his own. 

Also, that woman isn’t worth an ounce of anyone’s time. 

Anyway, this was all a stretched-out opening for my last CC fic. I’ll let you have a read to find out what it’s about. Based off Lord Huron’s The Night We Met.

(Also, for those who are wondering, I don’t buy this ridiculous bullshit for a minute. Yet, I just can’t seem to give a damn either. Live and let live.)

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

AO3

Chris wakes uncomfortably warm. The air around them is heavy and his shirt clings to his back, damp with sweat. Darren lies next to him, radiating heat like a furnace. He is, albeit fitfully, fast asleep.

Chris gets up, wincing as he peels his shirt off. They rarely leave the A/C on during the night because it irritates Darren’s eyes when he wakes up, but the windows usually remain open. This morning, they’re shut tight. They must have slammed closed with the winds last night.

As he draws the shades up, dull red light floods the room. The unfamiliar horizon glows cadmium, the sun rising like a portent. Chris winds the windows open, relishing the gust of cool air that comes with it. Red sky at night, he thinks, the phrase prickling on his tongue from beneath the sleep addled fog, sailors’ delight. Red sky at morning, sailors’ warning.

Chris almost laughs. He hasn’t forgotten what day it is today. He hasn’t been granted the mercy.

Darren stirs, knitting his brows and opening his eyes, squinting against the light. He registers Chris standing at the window. “It’s early,” he murmurs thickly.

Chris crosses back over to the bed, leaning over him, pressing a whisper of a kiss to his temple. “I know,” he says. “Go back to sleep.”

***

His hands are shaking. There’s nothing he can do to hide it and there really isn’t any point; Darren’s close enough to see every tremor. He doesn’t say anything though, only puts a hand on Chris’ waist, rubbing ever so gently with his thumb. 

Chris can’t meet his eyes. He knows he won’t be able to handle the sadness in them, the thinly veiled misery.  

Chris finishes tying the knot, smoothing his palms unsteadily down the front of Darren’s shirt. Darren catches one of his wrists, his left one. It gives Chris no choice but to look him in the eye- to give up, to give in.

“What do I say?” Darren asks quietly. The skin around his eyes is raw.

“I don’t know,” Chris replies. He can’t tear his gaze away from the pink smears blossoming on Darren’s skin. “Say that you love me?”

Darren laughs, short and thick. “That’s easy,” he says, and the next words arrive as easily as breathing. “I love you.”

Chris accepts the whisper of a kiss that comes with it, closing his eyes so as to convince himself that they could be somewhere else in that moment, Darren’s hands on his body, Chris’ lips on his.

The kiss tastes like salt.

A message pings on Darren’s phone, alien in the closing scene they’ve so unwittingly set for themselves. A sudden wave of hysteria hits Chris- he wants to crush that fucking phone, he wants to throw it out of the goddamn window. Instead, he says, calmly, respectably, “there’s your ride.”

Darren doesn’t even look at it. “Chris,” he says, near forcefully, “I love you.”

Chris wants to cry, even though this is all a game, all some fucked up pantomime. “I know you do.”

A second message pings, and Chris draws in a sharp breath. He kisses Darren, fimly, and then pushes him towards the door. “Give her dress a good trod for me.”

Darren snorts. “You bet, baby.” The worry clouding Darren’s eyes dissipates as Chris watches him put on his mask right before his eyes. It’s like watching someone slide into a new sheath of skin entirely. Darren swivels his watch around to look at the time, and grimaces.

“I’ll be home tonight,” he says, as always. One last kiss, one final embrace.

Chris watches Darren walk out of the door, red on the horizon, saline on his lips.

To every beautiful reader who ever kudos’d, liked, reblogged, or simply took in my words, thank you. You gave me confidence to pursue my writing, kept me company through rough years and brought me so much happiness. Thanks to you, perhaps I may publish something in the future. 

All my love, 

Araliya. 

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

The Duchess of Cambridge g l o w i n g at tonight’s BAFTAs Award Ceremony  ♡

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

hi! so i know you’re not that active anymore but this story is just too cute to share!! my friend has had a crush on this guy for ages and she hasn’t had her first kiss yet, so they were talking about that and he goes “well, i could be your first kiss if you want” which is like !!! so he invited her over and they talked for a bit and he kissed her! and it reminded me so much of a fanfic like how often does that happen in real life right!! well anyways, hope you have a good day !!

Omg that was the sweetest story!! I’m so happy for your friend- that sounds like such a fluffy fanfic plot line!

So many hugs to you and your friend!

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

I think one of the reasons the Harry Potter Epilogue was so poorly received was because the audience was primarily made up of the Millennial generation.

We’ve walked with Harry, Ron and Hermione, through a world that we thought was great but slowly revealed itself to be the opposite. We unpeeled the layers of corruption within the government, we saw cruelty against minorities grow in the past decades, and had media attack us and had teachers tell us that we ‘must not tell lies’. We got angry and frustrated and, like Harry, Ron and Hermione, had to think of a way to fight back. And them winning? That would have been enough to give us hope and leave us satisfied.

But instead. There was skip scene. And suddenly they were all over 30 and happy with their 2.5 children.

And the Millennials were left flailing in the dust.

Because while we recognised and empathised with everything up to that point. But seeing the Golden Trio financially stable and content and married? That was not something our generation could recognise. Because we have no idea if we’re ever going to be able to reach that stage. Not with the world we’re living in right now.

Having Harry, Ron and Hermione stare off into the distance after the battle and wonder about what the future might be would have stuck with us. Hell, have them move into a shitty flat together and try and sort out their lives would have. Have them with screaming nightmares and failed relationships and trying to get jobs in a society that’s falling apart would have. Have them still trying to fix things in that society would have. Because we known Voldemort was just a symptom of the disease of prejudice the Wizarding World.

But don’t push us off with an ‘all was well’. In a world about magic, JK Rowling finally broke our suspension of disbelief by having them all hit middle-class and middle-age contentment and expecting a fanbase of teenagers to accept it.

Also. Since when was ‘don’t worry kids, you’re going to turn out just like your parents’ ever a happy ending? Does our generation even recognise marriage and money and jobs as the fulfillment of life anymore? Does our generation even recognise the Epilogue’s Golden Trio anymore?

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

why would you get hate mail!!! there’s nothing g bad to say about you xxx

That’s so sweet of you, thank you! I don’t know, I’ve gotten a few asks from people who aren’t happy that I’m not active or posting fic anymore. While I sort of understand the frustration, I don’t think it’s fair to send me hate for it!

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

if you see this i just want to say i think you are such a amazing, sweet, genuine, and beautiful person and that i hope your 2019 is the absolute best it can possibly be

Omg I saw that I had gotten an ask and I genuinely thought it was going to be hate mail so thank you so much for making my day!!

2018 has been a ride and a half but I’m finally on my way to studying Medicine (!!!) and I genuinely couldn’t have made it through this year without everyone on here’s love and support.

I wish you, and every single one of my other followers the very best New Year. May 2019 be the best yet 🤞🏽❤️❤️

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

i know u haven't been active lately but what do u think about the recent comments? everyone's wildin

And wildin they should be. 

I don’t know if he said it or if his team made him say it or whatever the fuck happened, but either way, all it’s made him do is sound like a pandering asshole. 

D is known for the roles that just so happen to be of gay men. He didn’t steal them from anyone- the casting directors clearly just thought he was the best candidate. As a member of the LGBTQ community, we don’t give a damn who plays the role, as long as there’s representation. It’s when perfectly capable, perfectly suited LGBTQ actors for a particular role are rejected on the basis of their sexuality, and straight actors are hired in their place, that this becomes a problem. 

As Boy George, an actual gay man, put it: “Why can’t it just be the best person for the job?” (I put Boy George’s quote here with reluctance; he once shackled a man to a radiator and beat him.)

Whatever Darren or his team were trying to do, it backfired. It’s all good and fun to be conscientious of changing attitudes and aware of what marginalised groups of people want, but what’s not okay is to play “woke” to get praise or (in D’s case) get “woke str8 boy” praise. 

That article makes Darren look like an insecure asshole, and no matter what we know about him, this is what the general public sees, and it’s not good. 

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

me on december 18th: wow this movie FUCKS

my assigned tumblr staff incel:

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

RAMI MALEK as Ahkmenrah in Night At The Museum (2006) 

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

Bend It Like Beckham (2002) dir. Gurinder Chadha

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

Hold The Line

Author:  dontbefancy

Rating: M

Status: Completed in October 2013

Word Count:  97,599

Summary:  Everyone is a senior, marching band is the new glee club and Blaine is the new kid set to topple Kurt’s well-earned, and long-awaited reign as the lead trumpet in their award-winning ensemble.

Tropes/Genre: marching band!Klaine, highschool!Klaine, angst, romance

Lynne’s review: A twist on canon - instead of Glee club, they’re all in marching band. Very good story.

Read at: AO3

Read the follow up one shot [HERE]

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

Happy Halloween ( ˘⌣˘)🎃(˘⌣˘ )

[araliyaintheskywithdiamonds]

agnetha and björn got divorced lmao