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chain of thorns scenes that rant free in my head 2/3

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chain of thorns scenes that rant free in my head 1/3

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happy valentine’s day everyone 💞 enjoy the drawing i did for @vwritesaus’s new amazing fic, go read it <3

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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I would still be surprised I could find you, darlin', in any life.

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It starts with an envelope.       In the grand scheme of things, there is nothing all that extraordinary about an envelope. Its sole purpose is to be a carrier of papers, documents, and other such things. What does make it extraordinary, however, is what those papers, documents, and other such things it carries entail.       Good news, bad news, good tidings, surprises of all kinds: an envelope can hold the secrets the same weight as the entire world, or a cheeky letter between friends, or pages and pages of fond words exchanged between lovers. It can hold season’s greetings, a sizeable sum in the form of a payslip, or priceless hope. No one really knows what to expect when handed an envelope, sealed with a kiss or an embossed wax seal, or held together by a piece of string.       The envelope Alastair holds in his hands is no exception.       The cream paper is unassuming and the handwriting on the front is one he’s familiar with. Yet despite its plain appearance, he knows there’s something special inside, and Thomas Lightwood is the one responsible.       Alastair and Thomas have been together for many years now. Courting for two, engaged for one, and married for over five, every day has been a beautiful dream, a long era of bliss after a childhood of walking on eggshells and a tumultuous adolescence. Sometimes Alastair pinches himself just to check it’s all real, that he really is waking up to the man who owns his heart, who has time and time again told him and shown him how deep in love with him he is, and that their matching rings aren’t a mere figment of his imagination.       They’ve created a cosy little home with each other here in 102 Cornwall Gardens, the place imprinted with evidence of their love and life together. Thomas’s pile of Spanish books on the side table in the drawing room. Alastair’s favourite blanket draped over the arm of a sea-blue sofa in the parlour. Thomas’s writing paraphernalia strewn over every single writing bureau. Alastair’s carefully organised sheet music by the piano, one he’s playing on a regular basis these days.       Two razors by the washstand. Two sets of clothes in the wardrobes. Two placements of crockery and cutlery put out for breakfast, lunch, supper and tea every day in the dining room—or the kitchen if it is just them in the house. Two toothbrushes in a cup, a shared bed, walls filled with laughter, secrets whispered by the fire, love poured by the pillowcases…       Once upon a time, Alastair would have scoffed at the description, but there’s no other word to describe them: they are soulmates, through and through. Yet even with all this, Thomas is still able to surprise him.       The case in point? This envelope.

continue reading on ao3

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for my girlfriend screams @drunkonimagination! buon san valentino, amore mio ♡

first fic of 2025, and first fic i've finished + posted in a while... but that's all about to change!! keep an eye on this page, folks. i'm determined to make this year a year of some serious writing 😤

in the meantime, i hope you enjoy this little fic!

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tagging people who might be interested: @edwin-paynes-bowtie @purplebass @angeldaisies @faithfromanewperspective @tessherongraystairs @celias @marialightwood-chase @doorstopper @thepictureofsdr

let me know if you’d like to be added to or removed from the tag list!!

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It starts with an envelope.       In the grand scheme of things, there is nothing all that extraordinary about an envelope. Its sole purpose is to be a carrier of papers, documents, and other such things. What does make it extraordinary, however, is what those papers, documents, and other such things it carries entail.       Good news, bad news, good tidings, surprises of all kinds: an envelope can hold the secrets the same weight as the entire world, or a cheeky letter between friends, or pages and pages of fond words exchanged between lovers. It can hold season’s greetings, a sizeable sum in the form of a payslip, or priceless hope. No one really knows what to expect when handed an envelope, sealed with a kiss or an embossed wax seal, or held together by a piece of string.       The envelope Alastair holds in his hands is no exception.       The cream paper is unassuming and the handwriting on the front is one he’s familiar with. Yet despite its plain appearance, he knows there’s something special inside, and Thomas Lightwood is the one responsible.       Alastair and Thomas have been together for many years now. Courting for two, engaged for one, and married for over five, every day has been a beautiful dream, a long era of bliss after a childhood of walking on eggshells and a tumultuous adolescence. Sometimes Alastair pinches himself just to check it’s all real, that he really is waking up to the man who owns his heart, who has time and time again told him and shown him how deep in love with him he is, and that their matching rings aren’t a mere figment of his imagination.       They’ve created a cosy little home with each other here in 102 Cornwall Gardens, the place imprinted with evidence of their love and life together. Thomas’s pile of Spanish books on the side table in the drawing room. Alastair’s favourite blanket draped over the arm of a sea-blue sofa in the parlour. Thomas’s writing paraphernalia strewn over every single writing bureau. Alastair’s carefully organised sheet music by the piano, one he’s playing on a regular basis these days.       Two razors by the washstand. Two sets of clothes in the wardrobes. Two placements of crockery and cutlery put out for breakfast, lunch, supper and tea every day in the dining room—or the kitchen if it is just them in the house. Two toothbrushes in a cup, a shared bed, walls filled with laughter, secrets whispered by the fire, love poured by the pillowcases…       Once upon a time, Alastair would have scoffed at the description, but there’s no other word to describe them: they are soulmates, through and through. Yet even with all this, Thomas is still able to surprise him.       The case in point? This envelope.

continue reading on ao3

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for my girlfriend screams @drunkonimagination! buon san valentino, amore mio ♡

first fic of 2025, and first fic i've finished + posted in a while... but that's all about to change!! keep an eye on this page, folks. i'm determined to make this year a year of some serious writing 😤

in the meantime, i hope you enjoy this little fic!

~

tagging people who might be interested: @edwin-paynes-bowtie @purplebass @angeldaisies @faithfromanewperspective @tessherongraystairs @celias @marialightwood-chase @doorstopper @thepictureofsdr

let me know if you’d like to be added to or removed from the tag list!!

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hello! it's been a while huh?

what can i say... 2024 totally kicked my arse in more ways than one :') that said, i have some good news!!

i'm back babyyy 🎉 and this blog is gonna be revived in the days and weeks to come yayyy ✨ i have a fic to post tomorrow for valentine's day (thomastair lovers get ready) and there's plenty more to come in the future. starting with timeless and some other smaller fics that i started writing last year <3 and i've also got an idea for an original novel in its baby stages :0

hope everyone has been well and i can't wait to see what 2025 has in store for us all 🫶🏻

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The biggest compliment ever is when someone sees your creative work and says that they’re now inspired to go out and create something, too

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that's me!!! 🥰🥰

may i present you my beautiful girlfriend also known here as @vwritesaus <3

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introducing the only woman i was brave enough to draw (me)

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more alastair and zachary because it’s been a while and i miss them 😩🧡

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double trouble ✨

TOMORROW'S THE DAY @drunkonimagination

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TOMORROW'S THE DAY @drunkonimagination

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I FINALLY GOT MY SHIPPING CONFIRMATION 🎉🎉🎉🎉

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i really forgot the feeling of just how far away australia and nz are from the rest of the world