Six Sentence Sunday
Hi lovelies. I kinda overshared when I started writing this post so I'm sticking it below the cut in case that's just not something you have the ability or desire to engage with right now.
Here is a little excerpt from Monsters. I am such a sucker for friends to lovers, these sweet boys are so precious to me. They're about 14 in this scene.
Baz's eyes are narrow, all his focus on the task as if he’s trying to keep his gaze from meeting mine. Each motion is sharp and deliberate as a knife. His brow is so low. He seems … angry. I reach out and touch his cheek, almost like his mother did earlier. I keep it very light. Just enough to nudge his chin up; just so he’ll look at me. When he does, his sharply furrowed brow melts into something with curves. His eyes are too wide, and I recognise that look. It’s the same as the one he gave the injured rabbit years ago. The one he couldn’t help. “What’s next?” I ask, instead of, “What’s wrong?”
The rest below the cut.
Such a heartfelt SSS. Having followed your incredible work in the fandom for a few years, Artsyunderstudy you are basically like a celebrity to me!
Thank you for sharing about your mental health stuff. It’s very relatable and it sucks you’re having a rough time. It’s hard not to pressure yourself to work more than you have the energy for- I’ve realised this especially since starting my fics for corb 24. I wanted so badly to be able to post chapters on a regular basis. I’m having to train myself to accept that I need rest from work and hobbies alike. It’s very frustrating but will hopefully mean I’m less burnt out this year 🤞😬
Reminder to everyone- Be kind to yourself and know you’re appreciated 💙