My name is Asha but you can also can also call me Star because I technically have two online aliases. I'm 18 and multifandom and I'm just here to excessively consume content and brain rot.
Here are some of my fandoms:
- Waterparks (band)
- Steven Universe
- Ghost (band)
- Project Hail Mary
Honestly, those are only a couple. I get into so many things and I can't remember them all but my reblogs say a lot. I love media consumption though and maybe I'll post about my OCs someday if I gain enough confidence.
If you somehow stumbled to my small corner of the internet tho, hi!! Glad to have you here :)
That being said, DNI if: any hateful demographic (homophobia, racism, etc), MAGA, SH or ED blogs, proshippers, NSFW blogs.
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Absorbing all of the period cramps of all of my followers. You're welcome, females. You're welcome, theys. You're welcome, brotherhood. Menstrating for ALL OF YOU.
It’s extremely fucked up that some ppl try to make you feel stupid and immature for hoping for a better world. You say you want world peace and mfs think you need a pacifier; dawg, I just don’t want ppl dying from violence. This idea that ppl simply must die as casualties of war is misanthropic to say the least.
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I have cry, and never have felt better after. I don’t think I have ever found a movie that feel so much like a blanquet, so sweet and cozy, and so full of love
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I've seen a lot of ff writers apologize for their fic being "self-indulgent" which baffles me cause like is that not the entire concept of fanfiction?????
SAY IT WITH ME FOLKS, "FANFICTION IS SUPPOSED TO BE SELF-INDULGENT"
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Ryland Grace Headcanons where he’s such a simp….i love writing random stuff instead of finishing my drafts ha ha ha amaze amaze amaze
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i listened to Like Someone In Love by Björk while writing this I luv björk
Ryland Grace who has such a bad staring problem. Like, the worst one in the world. He just really likes to look at you. You’re nice looking! Why would anyone not want to look at you? Actually, now that he thinks about it, he’s okay being the only one looking at you.
Ryland Grace who can feel the sweat pooling at the base of his neck whenever you get close. He gets so nervous he doesn’t know what to do with himself—he doesn’t want you to think he’s a total loser, but his nervousness causes him to stumble and trip over his own words, which makes him feel like an even bigger loser.
> But when you smile patiently, expectantly waiting for him to finish his sentence, he suddenly remembers why he likes you so much. But his nerves would never settle enough to the point where he can confess his feelings comfortably.
Ryland Grace who has practiced asking you out in the mirror on multiple occasions. You guys go on mini ‘dates’ (he calls them that in his head to practice for when, or if, he ever takes you out in one, they’re actually just hangouts) and he’s trying to find the best possible way to ask you out. He tries different pick up lines, maybe pretends his comb is a bouquet of flowers, but everything falls flat. He chalks it up to it being awkward because he’s talking to his reflection instead of you, but he still won’t ask you out until he knows exactly what he wants to say and do.
Ryland Grace who will always, always, offer up his jacket if it’s cold outside. It’s suddenly windy and you shiver? He’s shaking off his well-worn fox cardigan and helping you put your arms through the sleeves. If you refuse, he quickly drapes the garment over your shoulders and then shoves his hands into his pockets, forcing you to either wear it or let it fall onto the ground.
Ryland Grace who doesn’t realize how intense his gaze is. Even when he’s not staring at you from afar, his subtle glances can cause butterflies to swarm your stomach. Every look is purposeful, testing, observational. Gauging every little reaction, even if he isn’t aware of it.
Ryland Grace who finally confessed while star-gazing from his apartment balcony. There was supposed to be a meteor shower that night, and, in typical Ryland fashion, he was absolutely geeked. You sat shoulder to shoulder, with his jacket cocooning you with warmth. He points out the constellations that he knows while waiting for the meteor shower, and his heart swells when he looks over to see that you're genuinely listening to what he has to say. He’s so caught up in staring at you that when you light up, pointing at the sky, he doesn’t even process that the meteor shower started. To him, in that moment, you were the only star worth looking at.
> When you glance to see his reaction at the small streaks of light dancing across the sky to see him looking at you instead, you grow confused. He was so excited to see the meteor shower! You tilt your head, now full facing him. “Is something wrong?” You ask, and Ryland physically jumps, the little stool he’s sitting on clattering against the metal balcony. Warmth creeps up his neck, slowly spreading up towards his cheeks and nose, and he prays that you can’t see the hue of his face change.
> For the first time, it feels right. Ryland actually feels like he can tell you everything he’s been wanting to say. He doesn’t know what variable caused it—maybe the meteor shower, maybe you wearing his jacket? Or maybe, he’s just finally ready. “I…I just…” He fumbles for a second, but he doesn’t stop himself. “I…really like you. Like, a lot. A lot a lot.” He bites the inside of his cheek as he realizes he can’t go back now. He has to commit. “I understand if you don’t feel the same—“ his hands gesticulated as he talked, waving around in front of his chest. “W-We can forget this ever happened, and we’ll just watch the meteors—“ he was abruptly cut off by the smallest kiss he thinks he’s ever received. Meeting your eyes, which were now much closer than before, he saw the nervous excitement that swam in your irises.
> Before either of you could overthink anything, he leaned in, a hand tentatively coming up to cup your cheek. Once he felt you relax and kiss him back, his other hand came up to fully cup your face. Ryland couldn’t have thought of a better confession.
Ryland Grace who, once you start officially dating, never stops yearning for you like he did before he confessed. His staring problem has gotten worse, somehow, and now he can’t keep himself away from you even if he tried.
Ryland Grace who can’t keep his hands off your cute little face. You’re just so…ugh!!! He has to squish your cheeks. His brain is forcing him, he tells you. It’s a biological need, he reasons. He loves to cup your jaw and squish your cheeks with his thumb and his other fingers, causing your face to squish adorably. He also loves to press tiny kisses all around, because now he knows he can do it just because he can.
A/N: reqs are open! I would luv luv luv some more reqs….also! The reqs I do have are currently being worked on! I swear I’m not a lazy bum!
