#aro poet

[trickstersaint]

i want to introduce you all to a project that is very close to my heart... or lack of one. anyway. for anyone who has ever wanted to play a poem. i'd like you to meet aromanticism

(link opens itch.io - she'll run on html in your browser! please be nice to her!)

[dragonsorphan]

Moon and Ennui

Sometime After midnight And before  The death march of traffic Two bodies Strewn under the warm blue glow Of a muted rerun Sunk deep under A warm blanket Of boredom

-Let’s watch the next one.

-Not interested.

-Then what?

-Hey…what does your hip bone taste like?

The rerun bled into the next And midnight Crawled toward  Daylight

-The moon and ennui

-Those aren't flavors

-Tell that to your hip bone

[abcwordsurge]

book about poetry brings up queer relationships and I'm like cool. brings up aspec people and I'm like OH MY CHEKXNSKSMLEMSKSKSK

[nondelphic]

romance writers: “okay but how do i make this kiss emotionally devastating... like, they kiss, but somehow both of them are crying about it??”

[souroboruos]

Aroace Explosion pixel art, Me, February 25, 2024

(this one took me so long to finish, i'm very proud of it)

[the-ellia-west]

hey i’m aro/ace and saw your post on writing romance and it was really helpful,,, but do you have any tips for writing enemies to lovers? mostly enemies-allies-lovers pipeline

Oh Absolutely! Thank you so much for the ask, love!

How to Write Enemies to Lovers for Dummies

Alrighty! So, the key to Enemies to Lovers is Banter. They need to be the type of Enemies to trash talk each other

Before we begin here's some fun psychology facts that make Enemies to Lovers even more fun!

1. If you think someone is hot, you can't/don't actually hate them

2. The opposite of love is indifference not hate (use these as you will)

Anywayssss

Step one!

Writing Enemies to Lovers is the same as normal except that you add on the extra step of them being enemies first, adding more drama and banter throughout

So, you have to make them enemies, naturally. Figure out why they're enemies, why they would specifically hate each other instead of someone else.

Step two

Preferably, make it personal.

Make their arguments and fights feel more like they're fighting each other, and not the actual battle if they're in opposing organizations or something

Step three

Close proximity

Now that you've established how they usually act around each other and their usual banter, find some way to force them into close proximity.

Like one switches sides and the other is now their boss, they're kidnapped together, their bosses go missing, ect.

In close proximity, you want to jeep their former dynamic, but it slowly turns at the least, a bit more polite because they have to work together

(Think about how they'll try to undermine and push each other away according to their personality and morals - but of course make sure it doesn't work and they're still stuck together)

Step four

Give them a 'maybe we could have been friends' moment

Like have them look at each other after a while and go: 'maybe you're not so bad.'

Any of these variations

Step five

Make them talk

Eventually, your characters will be alone together, and they have to talk.

(It's best if one or both of them are in an emotionally vulnerable state)

One of them can ask the other a strangely nice or vulnerable question, they can tell them something, anything really

Examples: 'Have you ever thought about dying?', 'do you ever miss home?', 'you know... I always thought you were better than me.'

Step six

Have them be slightly more compatable by having them voluntarily work together, like coworkers or comrades rather than friends

Step seven

The friends stage

Have them be more friendly and trusting, partners in crime, good friends, and have that slowly develop (make sure to keep their trademark banter throughout)

Whatever level of friends, whether it be aforementioned partners in crime, kinda friends, normal friends, best friends, ect.

Step Seven

The falling for them

Then we develop the crush and eventually fall in love, *refer back to my other post*

[thatqueerbat]

how do you decipher

the differences and nuances

between friendship and love

platonic attraction or affection

how do you ask

someone to explain

their feelings for you

in a comprehensible way

without making things awkward

is it just too hard to say

'hey this is how i like you'

how do you want to engage?

[logicaldelta]

"You wouldn't understand because

You've never been in love,"

Not in a traditional sense, no,

But is it not love that flows through me?

The way I'd once viewed you as my sun,

The others being my stars

Is that love not enough for you?

"Of course it's not"

I speak to myself

As I hold her in my trembling arms

The dark room empty

Yet suffocating

Is it not love,

how I nursed you back to health?

When you couldn't move or stand?

"Not enough for them,"

I speak once more,

To the child in my grasp

"Why can't they see that I do know love?"

She whispers into the dark

"It's not your fault,"

I reply simply, as tears run down her cheeks

"Love is complex, they don't know themselves,"

The words fall on deaf ears

A shattered soul

Lost in the dark

I hope someday she'll see,

And I know that she is me

Love isn't that one thing,

A wedding with a ring

It's all around us,

Flourishing, blooming

In the winds that spread pollen,

The stars that shine at night

In the arms that hold us closely,

When nothing seems quite right

I know there's love within me,

Though maybe not your kind

And I hope one day you'll see me

When you stop being so blind

Love is the laughter shared,

The tears we shed together

It's the moments that we think of

When we can't stand the weather

I love all and none,

And sometimes too much

Never nothing

And it helps me see

Though you'd never agree

That I am love,

And love is me

[laurabstar]

when you're a writer but then you find out you're aroace so now you get why you were so bad at writing romantic/seggsy scenes (+ now you can't read your own stories wo wanting to die)

[theres-an-endless-starry-sky]

The bolter but it’s aromantic regulus

[strangevamp]

as both aroace and hopelessly romantic 'the prophecy' really fucks me up

[trickstersaint]

an aromantic person is someone who (fill in the blank here) // april 10 2024

[ak-harper-loves-fiction]

As an aroace writer, I don't typically write romance. My preferred and more familiar genre is psychological thriller, but today, I'm trying romance out. Idk how exactly to execute this as I usually use projection, but now I have nothing to project. I mean I know what people SAY about it, but I don't necessarily know how to connect it to internal thoughts and sensations. Please send help. I'm so confused LMFAO. (Give me advice I beg of you)

[shire-ivy]

The Prophecy by Taylor Swift but it's about being Aromantic in a society where all your friend leave you for their romantic partners and you beg for someone to choose you.

[green-enby]

Happy International Friendship Day! I wrote a "poem" a while back about a long-distance friendship and falling in love platonically as an aroace; this feels like a good time to share it.

Here I sit on the swings in this garden

Thinking of you, our week spent together

Some flowers falls violently, one hits my back

I think to myself 'What season is this?

Perhaps it is autumn', but we're in full summer.

It must be because I associate you

With the fond memory of when it hit me

Again with such violence, that one realization

One I'd never tell you, lest it hurts you, too

Let's just see each other in a year or two.

Then I'll let you know, if you're close enough

That I'll be there for you, no matter how far

But really I don't need you to feel the same

It's more than enough that you told me you'll stay

I do not need you to change yourself

Because I love you as you are, my friend

So I did not dare ask to hold your hand

Didn't demand a longer embrace

Didn't feel hurt when we parted ways

'Cause now I am sure that I'll meet you again.

Platonic love, what a funny thing it is

The saying "just friends", they've got no idea!

They think we've it easy, no chances of heartbreak

Cold-hearted as robots, unmovable as mountains

I too was floored when instead I experienced

The highs and the lows of this love rollercoaster

The worries, the tears, that feeling of dread

'I'd rather be a robot or mountain', I'd said.

But then I saw you once more

In our scorching summer heat

Your eyes always closed

The illusion of distance

We sat and talked easy,

That dread all but gone

And now that you are, too

I feel no remorse:

It really was worth

All the beats it cost

My green and purple heart.

[anonamelie]

Yes, I write romance here and there, it’s not impossible for me to write.

I spent countless years pretending to have crushes, and watching tv shows with romance in them. I believed there was something wrong with me when everyone else around me seemed “boy crazy”. It’s not that difficult to write romance when you’ve been pretending that you’ve been in love before in front of your relatives when they ask, “do you have a boyfriend?”

Even if I don’t feel romantically attracted to someone, it doesn’t mean I don’t know what romantic love looks like. I’ve seen it all my life. I was surrounded by it. It’s not that hard to put on that mask again. To be in love with someone and know they love me. I feel love. Familial love, platonic love, and romantic love. But I’m not romantically attracted to anyone. Maybe this paragraph is stupid, but it’s the truth. It’s how I feel.

A spectrum is vast. It’s not a straight line. There’s no, “You’re either this or that”. It’s a color wheel. It’s, “You can be this person and still feel this or that, or both. You can feel none of it at all, or only sometimes. You’re still valid. You’re still a part of this community.”

I think I needed to hear that as a teenager. That it was okay to like the idea of romance, to like watching other people fall in love, to even feel romantic love, but not be attracted to anybody romantically. That I didn’t have to be angry with myself about how my brain is programmed or about the expectations that I was going to date eventually. Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t. It shouldn’t matter. It does to some people, but it shouldn’t.

These paragraphs, these words that you’ve read, is where I pour my heart and soul into because I know someone will read them. Someone will read them and maybe they’ll feel a connection to the words they’re reading. I hope that’s what happens anyway. I hope these words make sense to someone.