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21 - the best ice cream flavour

ahh i already did this one but for like ice cream u get at the beach my local van does a double fudgy wudgy. which is a double cone with two swirls and two sticks of fudge in it. and its possibly my favourite food

OK it took me a whole week to actually feel up to writing and therefore answering this ask! It’s from this set of fic asks! Thank you for sending me some <3

B) Any of your stories inspired by personal experience?Yes!! One that’s very personal for me is You Shine Like the Real Thing, which is part of a girl direction series I did. It’s about Harry struggling with internalized femmephobia and not feeling like she looks “gay enough.” I absolutely went through that in my 20s (and have the blog posts and awkward pictures to prove it), so writing that moment was nice. Also I’ve written more than one fic with really awkward dirty talk and honestly it’s because my brain immediately turns into an awkward starfish when it’s time for dirty talk. 

13. What’s your favourite thing about the lgbt+ community?

How accepting people can be. Some are not, but the majority are pretty chill with whatever!

26. What identity advice would you give your younger self?

It’s okay to not know who you are. Just keep doing what makes you feel good.

29. What is something you wish people know about being lgbt+?

Not all of us are energetic extroverts

“So, I found this waterfall…” Ava can only stare as Sara raises a hand up to her dripping hair sheepishly.

“Right,” Ava says, drawing out the vowel. She takes proper account of her girlfriend, her clothes just as wet as her hair. “So how exactly does capturing a fairy turn into… this?”

“Waterfall,” Sara answers. “Keep up.” Ava rolls her eyes, wondering if she should just ignore the Legends’ request for help and portal back to the bureau. “So, there was a waterfall, and the fairy flew into it.” Sara looks pleased, as if her words explain everything. She sighs when Ava just continues her staring. “So, I followed it.”

“Just— please tell me you caught it.” Ava pinches the bridge of her nose, trying to keep a headache from forming.

Sara looks down at her feet, digging one of them into the ground. “No.”

“Show me this alleged waterfall,” Ava sighs, grabbing onto Sara’s arm.