#lgbtq story

[dirtysenner]

It’s such a wonderful experience as an afab non binary person to have people ask me things like “so…you’re a guy, right?” Or heard someone refer to me when talking to someone they know and use masculine pronouns cuz hey, I may not be a dude but I’ll take it. I get asked the pronoun thing a lot and that’s fine by me. I’m lucky in that I have a deeper voice and a small chest so with a haircut and a large sweater, I look fairly androgynous

[lemonlavender22]

Animatic sneak-peek! 💫

[jeridandridge]

Red Solo Cup

Prequel to All I Wanted- you take care of a drunk Melissa. gonna tag these as “college years” now https://www.tumblr.com/jeridandridge/721668106553081856/hello-if-your-requests-are-still-open-i-would

A frat house just off campus is the last place you wanted to be right now but you could never say no to Melissa. You both were dressed to the nines and party hopping in a buzzed state.

Standing at a crowded table in some strangers living room Melissa hangs off your arm as a you sink another ping pong ball, the red head acting as your own personal cheerleader despite her so called boyfriend being on the other side of the table.

You felt an odd sense of satisfaction kicking joes ass at the drinking game, almost like you’re saying he could never really win. As you sink another shot Melissa leaves a red lipstick stain on your cheek a little too close to your mouth for Joe’s liking. He gives you a glare and you shrug right back not giving a damn.

“Fuck this, you’re cheeting somehow.” He groans knocking a cup over.

“Don’t be a sore loser, Joe.” Melissa rolls her eyes. “She’s just better at it.”

You have to stifle a laugh. Oh the irony.

Joe storms of leaving Melissa dumbfounded. You watch the red head closely as her jaw clenches and she flags one of the guys down for another shot glass.

And that’s how you end up with your hands all over her, trying to keep her propped up as you make your way back to the dorms.

“I need you to help me a little bit here, Red.” You sigh keeping your arms wrapped around her to keep her up. When you manage to get into your room you’re covered in a sheen of sweat from the trek back.

“So pretty.” She mumbles into your neck nearly knocking you over, the door holding you up.

Drunk words are sober thoughts you think to yourself. You shake your head and move to help Melissa sit on the edge of her bed.

“We’re gonna get your makeup off okay?” You tells her as you grab the wipes and sit beside her. When you reach up to take away the makeup Melissa grabs your hand to stop you, a tired smile on her lips.

“You’re the only one who takes care of me.”

You give her a soft smile. “I’ll always take care of you, Red. Let’s take this off.”

When the make up is off and Melissa manages to change into a tshirt and shorts, she pulls you into her bed resting her head on your chest.

As you lay in the dark, arm around her back and fingers in her hair you realize you have it bad for the red head.

Graduation you think. That’s when you’ll tell her.

[hawkofkrypton]

So uh, dumb question from a straight cis

Does Arlecchino’s complete rejection of any motherhood titles (due to trauma from a toxic mother figure) mirror any LGBTQ experiences?

[theorahsart]

Paupers Prince 10 pt 11

Please see #paupersprince10 for future and previous updates~

These two are basically in one room but also in two different timelines lol

[eternitysirys]

It's done.

My book is done.

Six years.

It's done.

No more edits.

No more changes.

It's done.

My story.

My characters.

My heart and soul.

It's done.

My pride and joy.

The fulfillment of a dream.

IT IS DONE.

Now on to the next...

Jk there's still technical work to be done like copyrighting and obtaining ISBNs but yeah. It's done. "Eternity's Irys" is 100% complete. The rest is up to finances. My work, however? Is done.

"Eternity's Irys" is coming to readers October 31.

Stick around to find out how you can get a copy of this crazy gay little book of eldritch warfare and two dudes being bro's! Roommates even!

[autistic-lesbian69]

if i wrote a wlw story and posted it on here would anyone read it? i’ve wanted to get back into writing for a while but i didn’t know if anyone would actually like to read it

i have a lot of it written already but i haven’t posted any of it, lmk if you would read it:)

[dazdazdazdazdaz]

hi im starting to write a story!

hi im currently at the start of writing a story under the name between him and i this will be a gay (mlm) story featuring a character part of the wlw community and one of the trans community.

it wont be the best as this is my like first story but im going to try my hardest as ive wanted to write a story for a while now.

story updates will be posted here: https://www.tumblr.com/between-him-and-i-story or @between-him-and-i

story should be posted here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/379276090-between-him-and-i

[readmypaws]

Announcement!

Well folks,

Y’all are gonna be seeing a lot more written content soon cause I am participating in the 2024 Yuri Olympics. It’ll be a mild break from the usual writing, but in the spirit of pride as a lesbian myself why not spend the month of June competing in a media contest for wlw ships! Aka… Prepare for lots of new queer characters to enter the TGMP canon (Art by Camthemad)

[hashslayslasher]

Short Story: No Longer Alone

This is my own interpretation and story, none of this is canon for Circe or Calypso. Enjoy the story!

Calypso watches the blue sparkling water crash against the rocks, and sweep across the sands of her isle, Ogygia. She walks on the sand, her bare feet sinking into it as she stands on the edge of the water. The waves cover her feet and the bottom of her white dress is flowing due to the waves. Her long blond hair blows in the wind, as the salt of the sea hits her face. She takes a deep breath. You cannot leave, Calypso. Those words haunt her dreams. Who knew going against the gods and siding with the Titans would cause the gods to trap her on this isle? She walks further into the water; an invisible barrier keeps her from getting too far out. She can go out enough to rescue sailors or coax them on her isle. She can choose who comes and goes until Zeus gets involved and takes them away from her. She’s not over Zeus commanding her to let Odysseus leave her. She thought she found a companion in him. She loves him. She doesn’t know if he feels the same, but she loves him regardless. She hopes to see him again.

She’s alone. She longs for companionship with someone, anyone for the matter. She loathes the gods for keeping her alone. She hates being alone. She knows she acts insane when people come to her island. She’s overbearing, almost childlike with how she immediately attaches herself to them. She knows how to keep them there. Her body does its magic and it works. She enjoys their company, even if it’s for a short time. She wishes someone could stay with her permanently. None of the gods understand how it feels to live on an island alone. She knows she’s desperate for attention when sailors arrive. She wishes someone to love her without using her powers and body to get them to. She needs a genuine connection with someone. She knows she’ll never get it, but a goddess can dream, can’t she?

Her only friends are the sky and the sun. Of course, there are small animals on the island, but she lets them live in peace. She walks out of the water and walks along the shoreline. She watches for ships, to coax sailors to come over. It’s rare when she gets them, but when she does, they oblige her call. She walks over to a raft, stuck near rocks. She doesn’t know how it got there. She doesn’t remember Odysseus leaving one behind. She looks at it and around the area. No one is on the island. She doesn’t need to worry about it. It’s leftover from the last sailors she had there. She steps on it and sits down. The sun is setting. The sunset is colorful, showing hues of pink, orange, and yellow. She lies down on the raft and watches the clouds. Her friend, the sun, is saying goodnight. She should too. I wish I could find genuine love from someone, who can understand me and not use me for my body. I need someone who I don’t have to coax into liking me. It’s a simple wish, she’ll never get, but she can dream about it.

She awakes when a wave nearly throws her off the raft. She’s in the middle of the ocean. She stands up. How is this possible? How did I leave? She looks down at her white hands as they tremble. She sits back down. How far is she from her island? Where is she heading? She knows she’s not dreaming. It’s the morning, she pinches her arm and flinches. I am not dreaming. She’s going to get in trouble with the gods. She doesn’t know what they’ll do to her if they realize she’s gone.

“Hahaha,” Hermes says, appearing in front of her, flying with his winged boots.

“What did you do, Hermes?” Calypso speaks.

“I’m just the messenger dear, you’ve been given a chance to leave your island,” Hermes replies.

“By whom?”

“Aphrodite.”

She stares at him, “why?”

“Everyone deserves a chance at love,” Hermes says, “I won’t lie, Zeus isn’t entirely on board, but he’s willing to give it a shot. As long as you don’t try anything.”

“I’m not an idiot, I’m not going to try to go against him, for any reason.”

Hermes smiles, “where you go is dependent on the waves and the raft.”

Calypso nods, “thank you.”

“Don’t thank me, darling,” he replies, “thank Aphrodite when you get a chance.”

Hermes leaves her alone on the raft. Why would Aphrodite want to help me? Out of everyone who worships her? Why me? I don’t worship any of them. She’s happy Hermes told her, he’s probably the reason for the raft appearing. He always plays pranks on her. She doesn’t know why she didn’t think of him when noticing it. Aphrodite may have told him to leave it there, as a way to get her plan to work. She doesn’t understand it. She doesn’t understand any of what’s happening to her. She doesn’t know where she’s ending up, and it’s scaring her. What if she ends up on another barren island? Another cruel joke played on her by the gods. She doesn’t trust any of the Olympians. They’re the reason she’s alone and desperate for connection.

“Thank you, Aphrodite, even if I don’t understand why,” Calypso whispers.

Calypso washes up on an island full of life. She gets off the raft, which disappears in front of her eyes. She is truly stuck on the island. She looks around at the massive green trees, and animals roaming about. There are lots of wolves and lions. She walks away from the shoreline. She doesn’t know where to look. She’s guessing someone is on the island. If the raft is magical, it leads her to a place with at least someone on it. She walks through the trees and notices a white marble palace in the distance, surrounded by more animals, mainly a lot of wolves. She sees swine in pens and a few younger nymphs playing in the grass. Where did I wash up? One of the nymphs, with bright red curls, notices her and gets the attention of the others. She runs towards the palace and Calypso stands there. She doesn’t know what to say to them. They don’t look like they want any visitors. Whoever is caring for them, isn’t aware she’s here, yet. She doubts any of the gods told them.

She stays in the trees, watching from afar. She hides when she sees a brunette-haired woman, standing at the top of the palace. She’s stoic, like a statue almost. Her hair almost touches the ground and it's braided with flowers throughout it. Her pink dress drags by her feet as she walks down the stairs. Who is she? She doesn’t recognize her as a goddess. She barely knows any beyond the Olympians and the Titans.

“Who are you?” a feminine voice asks.

Calypso jumps and the woman is standing there, with her magic coming from her hands and eyes glowing white.

“I washed up here…I don’t mean any harm,” Calypso says.

Her face softens, and her brown eyes look around, “I’m sorry…I’m not used to women washing up here.”

Her face is strong, her skin is tan, her lips small yet plump, and her eyes are like daggers as they stare at her.

“My name is Calypso.”

She smiles softly, “Circe.”

Circe walks closer to her and Calypso watches her.

“Come with me,” Circe says.

Calypso nods and follows her through the grass. Wolves walk beside her and some of the nymphs flock to the few sailors who are there. Circe walks up the palace stairs and Calypso stares at it. The large marble columns are as tall as the trees surrounding them. The palace is two stories. The marble shines in the sun. Circe looks back at her and Calypso looks at her and smiles a little. She’s pretty in the sunlight. She has gold jewelry around her arms and neck and golden earrings. Circe brings her through the large doors and she looks around the room. More animals, six more nymphs varying in various sizes and ages. Plants grow in massive pots and the sun comes in from the ceiling. A few drunken men are sleeping on her stairs, nude with clothes covering them.

“Ignore them, they’ll be swine later.”

“What?” Calypso asks.

Circe laughs, “I don’t particularly trust men, and I need to protect my nymphs, they’ll be swine by dusk.”

Calypso nods. She runs things differently than she does but granted, Calypso has no one else on her island. She has animals and nymphs.

“I will protect you if they try anything,” Circe says.

“Thank you, but, I can handle myself,” Calypso says, “you’re not the only goddess in this room.”

Circe smirks, “you remind me more of a nymph.”

Calypso nods and Circe smiles a little, “Make yourself at home.”

Circe walks away and walks over to one of the drunken men. Calypso walks over to a bench and sits down. She watches Circe talking to the man and she kisses him. He says something she cannot figure out; his words are slurred. She’s seducing him. She’s never seen seducing from the outside, normally she’s the one undressing and getting them to do stuff with her. It’s never the other way around. Circe removes her dress and looks over in Calypso’s direction. She can feel her cheeks heat up and she looks at the floor. She needs to leave. She doesn’t know where to go. She’s in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar feelings. Calypso sneaks out of the palace and sits down on the steps.

Calypso walks back into the palace when she witnesses the other nymphs going in. She looks around as they try to get all the pigs in one area. Circe is nowhere in sight. She didn’t lie about turning them into swine. She walks towards the palace center and looks around at the massive columns surrounding it. Circe walks towards the edge of the second floor and smiles down at Calypso. She smiles softly and Circe walks away. She doesn’t even know how to get to the second floor. She doesn’t see any stairs around. Calypso isn’t sure about wandering around the palace of another goddess. It’s not a good idea for sailors and suitors to do it, it’s not a good idea for another goddess to do it. She sits on the platform's edge and rests her elbows on her knees. She runs her hands through her hair and lets out a sigh. She doesn’t understand the feelings she has. She’s not sure about her feelings towards Circe. She’s gorgeous. She won’t dare lie to herself; she finds her quite attractive. For whatever reason, her mind is wanting more. She’s never had these feelings towards other women. I’ve never been around other women, besides my mother.

Is it normal to feel attracted to another woman? She’s never heard anyone say otherwise. Love isn’t confined to only one gender. Is she using her powers to charm her? She is confused. She doesn’t have anyone to ask for this information. She can’t go to Circe. She doubts she’ll have anything to say. I might have feelings for her. She can’t let her know. Circe seems content doing what she does. Calypso rushes into having feelings for everyone she meets. She acknowledges she has a problem. She knows she’s lovesick. She takes a deep breath and hears footsteps echoing across the marble floor. She raises her head and looks around. Circe sits beside her, pushing her hand behind her shoulder.

“Are you doing well?” Circe asks.

Calypso looks at her, “yes.”

Circe smiles and Calypso can feel her cheeks heating up again. She looks at the floor.

“I hope what I did earlier didn’t freak you out,” Circe replies, she stays silent for a moment and stands up, “I’m not used to seeing other women who aren’t my nymphs.”

Calypso nods, “You didn’t freak me out.”

I thought she was referring to her seducing a drunken sailor in front of me. I forgot about her nearly attacking me.

“I’m glad I didn’t.”

Calypso smiles and Circe does as well and looks away from her. Calypso stands up and walks closer to her. She smiles and Circe extends her hand.

“Come with me.”

She nods and takes her hand. Her skin is soft. Circe drags her away from the platforms and towards the stairs to the second floor. Calypso trails behind her and they stop at the top. Circe looks back at her and smiles again. Her cheeks are a light pink. Calypso smiles. She brings her to a bed, covered in silk sheets, and woven blankets. Vastly different from the bed she had on her island. How did she get all of this? There’s a perk to ships crashing on your island. She never really thought of taking anything, but now it makes sense. She still wonders why she turns men into pigs. She never got a full answer, and she doesn’t know if she wants one.

Circe sits down and she sits beside her. It’s softer than she expected.

“I don’t have many sleeping places,” Circe says, “I don’t expect permanent residents.”

“You’re not going to do anything to me?” Calypso asks.

“No, it’s men who disrespect me, my nymphs, or the island I have issues with,” Circe replies, staring at her.

Calypso nods and looks back at her.

Circe stands and moves to the bed's other side, “goodnight, Calypso.”

“Goodnight.”

Circe lies down and Calypso goes on the other side and lies down. She keeps herself on one side to give space. She doesn’t wish to intrude on it. She relaxes and rests her head on her arm. The moonlight is faintly making its way through the palace. Are the gods trying to get her to fall for Circe? She isn’t sure, but either way, it’s working more than they realize.

She wakes up when she feels Circe get up. She sits up and Circe smiles a little and walks away from the bed. She didn’t expect her to sleep too long. There’s no sign of sunlight outside. She doesn’t know where she went. She stands up and shivers as her feet touch the cold marble. She walks over to the window and looks out over the laurel grove. It’s tranquil at night. The nymphs are all inside, but the animals run among the laurels with grace. She can’t help but wonder if the animals were once men before they disrespected Circe. This is their fate now, living on an island, away from their loved ones, as animals. There’s no way for them to communicate their displeasure or to disrespect her. They remain loyal because she provides them with a home and a meal of swine. They don’t look sad. She’s more surprised than anything. She didn’t think a goddess had the power to do this. She’s naive. She’s aware, but she doesn’t know much about the world around her. She gets what information she has from the sailors who she lets on her island.

She walks away from the window and goes to a balcony, not expecting Circe to be standing on it and looking over everything. She walks over and stands beside her. She doesn’t react to her. She looks at the laurels and the moon. It’s peaceful. It’s almost like everything stops at night. She can hear the waves crashing from atop the palace. She enjoys it.

Circe continues looking away from her and speaks, “Can you tell me where you came from?”

“An island called, Ogygia…I was trapped there by the gods for going against them,” Calypso says, looking at her, Circe’s face is still, she’s not revealing anything as she continues to look away, “I allowed sailors to come and go, in return for companionship. Sometimes they lived and died there…other times, Zeus interfered,” Calypso continues, tapping her nails on the marble railing, “I found myself wishing for a companion one night while lying down on a raft that appeared on my island. I woke up in the middle of the sea, and Hermes visited me. Saying I was given a chance to find love, by Aphrodite.”

“And you washed up here?” Circe asks, not looking at her and messing with the magic in her hands.

Calypso nods, moving a few steps away, “yeah…I don’t know why, I guess it’s the closest island the raft could find.”

Circe looks over at her, her lips fall, and a somber look in her eyes when she notices Calypso stepped away, “you’re not the only one who’s trapped by the gods,” Circe walks back inside the palace, she follows her, “Zeus was mad about my powers growing and the fact I enjoyed the mortal's company over the gods. I did tend to turn mortals into animals, and I was cast away to this island. I’m not allowed to leave…” Circe speaks, “I became colder towards men after my past lover, Glaucus, left me shortly after turning him into a river god. In return, I cursed the woman he left me for…I don’t regret it,” Circe looks at her, “I never have.”

“I had one, who I was forced to keep on my island by Zeus, he left, but it left me heartbroken…I understand your pain,” Calypso replies.

Circe nods her head in understanding and steps closer to her. Calypso smiles softly and looks away from her. She can feel the warmth on her cheeks again, and she knows Circe notices the red on her face. Circe chuckles and takes her hand again. She brings her back over to the bed and sits down. She places her hand under her chin and makes her look at her. Calypso smiles and Circe smiles. Circe kisses her and her heart flutters in response. She continues the kiss. Circe pulls away and smiles softly.

“You’re blushing,” Circe whispers.

“I’ve never done anything with a woman before…”

Circe laughs a little, “allow me to show you what it’s like.”

Calypso smiles, “Okay.”

She wakes up, nude and under the blankets, lying beside Circe who’s asleep on her side. Last night was amazing. It’s something she’s never experienced before. She doesn’t know how to explain it. She’s never felt this way about a woman, but she could see herself falling for Circe more as they spend time together. Calypso moves closer to her and hesitantly wraps her arms around her. Circe moves a little and grabs one of her hands and pulls her as close as she can. Calypso smiles and rests her head on the pillow behind hers. She hopes this lasts, as they’re both stuck on the island together. She hopes the gods leave them both alone. She has no plans on going against them again. She has what she wants. She’s no longer alone.

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[full-on-sam]

Hello, my name is Sam, (she/they) and this is my first WIP (I did write some short stories, and have a couple ideas for new WIPs). I will mainly post about it and/or writing tips, especially in regards to worlbuilding, maps, and character building. All asks welcome.

It is my first time on writeblr, and I'm excited to meet other writers.

Especially if you are very keen on character planning, but it's also nice if you don't like it!

I write mainly for middle schoolers/ high scoolers, and I made a point of writing what I would have wanted to read.

I started 5 years ago so I'm currently reworking my charachter a bit, especially my MC.

I like to write dystopian, a bit of horror, and also fantasy. Also LGBT/ Queer

A proper writeblr wip introduction is under the cut :)

NAME OF THE WIP: Causing an Apocalypse

WHAT IS IT: A trilogy, the titles are: Memory's Fire, From City to City, In Ruins.

GENRE: Dystopian and LGBTQ+

PLOT: The year is 2092. The main problem for humanity is currently finding a new source of energy, after everything else has failed. Thankfully the mysterious and rinomate school C.D.E.A. can provide to that. How? No one knows, except the children who are admitted. They are all between 6 and 12 years of age, and they must maintain the silence.

Poor Liam however could not care less about energy sources. His main preoccupation are instead the strange dreams he keeps having. They revolve around a house fire and a little girl he knows nothing about (even if he has the sensation he really should).

Moreover, one day, he discovers that the C.D.E.A is not a prized school as everyone believed it to be. And he slowly understands that there is a connection between the little girl and the C.D.E.A. institute. But what could it be? What does C.D.E.A mean? Who is the girl he keeps dreaming so often? He has the sensation he should know all the answers, but he does not remember a single one of them.

His only option is to search for the central building of C.D.E.A. and hope to find the information he needs.

What started as a simple research, will however turn into a much more difficult quest. Liam will have to save the future, while trying to remember his past. Thankfully he will have some precious help by people who, just like him, are looking for answers around the mysterious C.D.E.A.

MAIN CHARACHTERS:

Liam Wordsworth (he/him): a young 16 year old boy who suddenly has more to worry about than the math test he could have failed. His main goal? Look for a girl he feels strongly attached to (even if he does not know why). What will that imply? A travel across the USA, Europe and New Africa. And discoveries he would have rather not made. He tends to get angry often, and he has lost all his memories in a house fire. He is an orphan and got adopted by Clem, and elderly lady, albeit still very energetic. He will be the leader of te Sibling Squad. He is trans AFAB, this has not a big impact on the story but it is mentioned.

Kyle West (he/him): a bisexual young lad from Canada who is looking for his brother. When he does not call him back after being offered a work opportunity as C.D.E.A., he knows something is wrong. He will embark in a travel looking for him, and will meet Liam and the Squad in the process. He is ADHD, fidgets a lot. He will grow feelings for Joshua.

Helen Marquez(she/her): her nickname? Bonebreaker. She is a fierce teenager who would never pass up an opportunity for a fight. Her parents are divorcedand her little brother, Diego, is currently lost. She knows he can't be dead tough. She saw him on a C.D.E.A. minivan. And she does not think twice before following that van in order to discover what C.D.E.A. is and where are they bringing her brother. Her father is Mexican, and Mexico is where her Abuela lives. She should have been called Elena but her mother changed the name later. That was the first fight her parents had. After the divorce her mother started taking drugs, and she had to take care of Diego a lot growing up.

Nia Otieno (she/her): she is a shy 13 years old black girl, and she does not know anything about her parents. Her mother died while giving birth, and her father disappeared leaving only an address behind. She will be very surprised when that address will lead her right into C.D.E.A. main building. Why is she there? Who is her father? She does not know how to swim. She will be like a sister for all the others in the Squad.

Yossel Siegel (he/they): he is gay, nonbinary, and jew. He was born in Egypt, 7 years after his brother Isaac. Theyr parents were Jew and could speak Yiddish and Arabic. His father was from the USA, his mom from Egypt. When his mom died theur father returned to USA. At home they spoke primarily Arab and Yiddish, but at school he learned English. He struggled less then his brother because he moved at 2, while Isaac was already 9 and struggled more with learning a language. Their life is not easy at all, especially because his brother will have him steal in order to support his family. After moving his father struggled finding a job and they are extremely poor. One day, however, he will return home to find absolutely nothing and no one. The only trace left are some tire prints. Following them he will see his brother making a deal with a man who claims to be a C.D.E.A. operative. They will have no choice but follow them remaining hidden. At least until he meets the Squad. He is quite religious, and likes dressing in colorful ways. They will develop strong feelings for Kyle.

Simon Csizmadia (he/him): pale, frecklish and asthmatic, he is the nerd of the Sibling Squad. His father is Hungarian, his mother is Russian, but born in Hungary. The Squad will all end up in his motel, and once he will reveal he knows something about C.D.E.A. he will be immediately recruited. He hopes to find his little sister, Anya, who got recruited years before. He has a feeling something bad happened to her tough. He is a real computer nerd, and that will come in handy when the Squad will need a hacker.

Kora Leeland (she/they): she could not care less about her gender. She is 22 and in a stable relationship with Jack. They are disabled and with limited mobility: she often uses crutches or a wheelchair. That does not stop her from being an excellent strategist. She and Jack know what C.D.E.A. really does to children and her goal is to stop them. They and Jack have been boycotting them for a few years, with scarce results. But thanks to the Sibling Squad everything could change.

Jack, short for Jacqueline, Hamilton (she/her but does not really care): she is 23, and she is ready to sacrifice everything to fight C.D.E.A. she works as an operative, but really that is just a cover in order to get better information and help Kora out. She can drive almost everything. She is often exchanged for a male, but she is actually Kora's long term gf.

Lucas West (he/him): Kyle's brother. Will he be really working for C.D.E.A

Isaac Siegel (he/him): Yossel's brother. He is Jew. He would do anything to get his family money to survive. Included siding with the bad guys. Will Yossel be able to change his mind?

Kate Wordsworth (she/her): Liam's little sister. They got separated but she never stopped hoping to see him again. Will her dreams come true?

Diego Marquez (he/him): Helen's little brother. He aspires to be as strong as his sister, but for now he is just really good at drawing. Will he make it out of that van safe and sound?

Anya Novikov/Csizmadia (she/her): she is Russian, and she is Simon's adopted sister. She did not correctly develop her vocal chords while in the womb, and as a result she remained mute since birth.

Jennifer Leeland(she/her): Kora's little sister. Kora knows what happened to her, but that only gives her strength to keep fighting C.D.E.A.

Kabir Hassam and Javier Parra: Liam's school friends. They will help him even from afar. Up until C.D.E.A. will try and recruit them. What will their answer be? Karim is Nigerian, and Javier Argentinia.

Yohannes Otieno (he/him): He is C.D.E.A's leader. All other informations are top secret.

CURRENT WIP PROGRESS: planned all three books in general, planned the first half of the first book in detail, wrote the first 4 chapters (out of maybe 40 🥲)

That's all. I know it is a long post lol, so thank you if you made it to the end and it's ok if you did not follow everything.

Everything about this WIP will be tagged #CAA or #Causing an Apocalipse

[dirtysenner]

Oh how I love these pathetic bastards <3

Been developing these fuckers for a while

(All of these incorporated the usage of art based and I apologize since I only know the name of the last one)

Credit to @mellon-soup for the last one

[lemonlavender22]

Mock-Poster for Homage to the Cosmos I scrapped because the story changed! 😅

[moon-x0]

The Mortal’s Wonder

The Mortal’s Wonder is a (unofficial) book I’m writing! As I am not a professional author or publisher, this will not be published as a genuine book. At least with what I’m working with.

The story shows two perspectives, one being a normal college student: Zachary N. Clarke. He’s 22, and at the start of the story is introduced his boyfriend.

On the other hand, there’s a deity that goes by Alexander Novak, a name not heard in the past 100 years—and more. Despite being forgotten on earth, he is not forgotten in his realm, considering he is the prince of his land.

Little did Zachary know, his best friend, Elizabeth, is related to this forgotten god. These two fall close after first meeting, and that’s where the story really starts.

Started on April 5th of this year, 2024, and now slowly being formed. Will this be complete someday? I really hope so, but I’m young and still have a whole lot of school years ahead of me.

I do plan to give updates when I can! Don’t worry.

My main inspirations are Heartstopper and MCU, so don’t be surprised if you see small similarities.

The start of the story takes place in 2023, but as I am just writing the draft this could be changed.

Have a wonderful day!

[theatticmonologues]

The Attic Monologues Episode 36 is out tomorrow evening, so here's your script teaser in the meantime! 🔥🌟📜 Who do you think our dear old author is talking about? 🤔