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November 25, 2024 at 1:04 AM
"Even harder."

Shrugging, smiling carelessly.

"I wouldn't have any reason to be as cautious as I am." Not that he's very cautious anyway. "I'd either be dead from throwing myself into fights without caring or just being used as a weapon, happily."
November 21, 2024 at 12:41 AM
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November 19, 2024 at 12:04 AM
[[5.]] Multi! I love ships of all kinds and exploring each relationships’ idiosyncrasies and dichotomies. From platonic to romantic, passionate to ace

Love comes in all forms and Asra in particular loves with his entire soul, uncaring of the form he receives love so long as it matches his intensity
November 18, 2024 at 9:57 PM
[[4.]] Anyone who’s written with me knows I love subtle physical cues. Asra is always touching the inside of a wrist to find a pulse and soothe himself with their vitality. Curling the ends of hair around his fingers so he doesn’t bother them but has some connection. Little things.
November 18, 2024 at 9:54 PM
[[3.]] Gods help me but I’m weak for when one of the chars (A) is so deeply obsessed with the other (B), but B is oblivious and happy, spoiled and adored. Have no idea the depths of hell A will go for them. Everyone else is terrified of A but A is all sweetness and smiles for B.
November 18, 2024 at 9:52 PM
[[2.]] There’s only one trope I honestly can’t stand and it’s a reconciliation trope, specifically after infidelity or abuse. Won’t do it, ALL my chars would rather become their worst fear than do that.
November 18, 2024 at 9:48 PM
[[1.]] ALL the shipping tropes are so good. Enemy to lovers, past life/fated soulmates & love at first sight x oblivious/aromantic at first are some of my favorites.

Love a good slow burn, but also a fast and wild ‘started as physical but oh shit I think I really love them’ is also so fun.
November 18, 2024 at 9:47 PM
He grins happily when given permission to stay, arms circling his waist and crossing his chest, pulling the smaller up against him.

“You don’t need it,” he hums, burying his nose into his neck with a happy snuffle, the Veena radiating warmth like a living space heater. “I’m here, now.”
November 18, 2024 at 9:14 PM