Profe (not) writing (again)

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You can call me Profe/Fest (it’s from my penname: Profe_Fest). Most of my friends call me with Profe, but I’m also fine with Fest. My pronounce are she/her.

I’ll be sharing my headcanons, unfinished drafts, aesthetic edits for my otps and my fanfics here. I usually write in Indonesian, but will share some drafts that I’ve written in English.

English isn’t my first language so if I made a mistake please understand  (*_ _)人

I also write fanfictions in AO3! But, it’s only written in Indonesian and I still haven’t had any courage to translate it in English (someday, I might. But not now). If perhaps you’re interested do not hesitate to check my works here!  ( ´ ▽ ` )/

If you want to say/ask me something just ask me here! You can also find me in Twitter  ♡( ◡‿◡ )

—🐬🦊 shitpost

the colleague nods, either acknowledging or just want the conversation to end. "yeah."

then azuma looks at his colleague dead in the eye, with a smile that never reach his eyes, and said, "she's mine."

⛺️: "Tonight is a bit cold, why don't you wear this too? ☺️" 🏮: "But, aren't we in trion body …? 😶❓" 🏮, after ⛺️ still insist her to wear his uniform: '… I wonder if trion body also has smell… 😶❓'