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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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Intro Post

[Plain text: Intro post /End PT]

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HERE IS MY COMMISSION SHEET TO HELP A PALESTINIAN FAMILY

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Firstly, My name is Zero and I go by They/it/Xe/Void (Ask for my other neopronouns!!!)

I am a minor so no 18+ blogs

DNI: TERFS, Nazis, zionists, homophobes, racists, if you like cops or the US military and bigots in general. Also if you think a two state solution is possible for Palestine you are still a zionist.

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Anyway a little about me!

Vietnamese American

Artist + Writer

Here you will mostly just find me screaming about my interests and shit. I really like music and stuff and am always taking recs!!

Currently fixated on: Melliot, linguistics (sociolinguistics particularly but I like it all), Catholicism, Fall Out Boy, punk music in general, mortuary science

I’m an aromatic, asexual and afamilial

Here is my pronoun page!

Mutuals (Not including IRLs) can ask for my vent blog

Always feel free to jump into my inbox and ask for a oneshot! (only caveat is im not writing smut)

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Active Blogs I run are:

@singing-melliot-headcanons (Melliot Headcanon blog)

@thestreetlampsflicker (OC blog)

@worlds-shittiest-lietners (TMA submission blog)

@zeros-stimblog (Stimboard blog)

@daily-jhariah-photos (Daily Jhariah blog)

@your-fave-is-asian (Character submission blog)

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Anyway I’m also gonna begin tagging posts w personal tags so after this they will be organized but before? i cant be bothered to

  • Zero Rambles: original text posts
  • Zero’s art: my art (writing is an artform)
  • Zero responds to your woes: asks I’ve answered
  • Zero reads: Any time i post about something reading
  • The emo files: anything i post about kandi ive made and/or music
  • The Street Lamps Flicker: The audio drama I’m writing!
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Friend tags (inspired by @loganschwarzy): Trezo 🌲, Howl 🔪, Atticus ⭐️, Robin 🪶, Vincent 🫀, Theo 🩸, Night 🌙, Pip 🥩, Tati 🎭 , Rowan 👑, Rysan 💔, Nico 🌀, Demon 🪲, Wren 🍄, Glory 🐈, Sam 🧶, Finn 🐝, Cel 🤯, Sol 🌗

(Feel free to ask to be removed from these!)

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Hmmm lets have a “if this gets X amount of notes post” 500 notes - I make an AO3 account and post fics (i can make another X amount of note
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And here is my “X amount of notes” post for ease of searching.

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Pinned Post zero rambles zero’s art zero responds to your woes zero reads the emo files the street lamps flicker Trezo 🌲 Howl 🔪 Atticus ⭐️ Robin 🪶 Vincent 🫀 Theo 🩸 Night 🌙 Pip 🥩 Tati 🎭 Rowan 👑 Rysan 💔 Nico 🌀 Demon 🪲 Wren 🍄 Glory 🐈 Sam 🧶 Finn 🐝 Cel 🤯 Sol 🌗 <- organization
thekingofthenameless
sethlost

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I fell asleep in my friends' arms. It was eleven at night, we were tired, curled up in a small pile on my tiny bed. I had my head buried in my roommate's side, and one of my closest friend's hand on my shoulder, steadying me. It was quiet and nothingness and peace and their heartbeats in my ears, my hands in their hair.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

We pack four people to that little bed, you know. Laps used as footrests, collarbones as pillows, little lights like moonlight in rustic yellow bathed on their faces. The TV plays an anime. The words are repeated by my dear friend on my shoulder, curled close. My legs are asleep; my roommate may be, too.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

The cat curls on top of our criss cross mess of legs and arms and heads on chests to absorb the warmth of us all. She purrs in contented peace. When my roommate and I are left alone in the quiet, she cries, and watches the door for our friends' return.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I will never kiss them but the top of their heads. I will never touch but the warmth of their arms. I will never take more than what's freely given, and in return I put my glasses on the bedside table fashioned from a guitar amp, and when I lean into their sides, I pick up my vulnerability and place it in their capable, tender hands.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I sing for them. I cry for them. I work and I run and I withstand the worst of the world for them, because some days I get to cradle their forehead on my shoulder and some days I get to see their shining eyes.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Maybe to you. But look beyond explanation. I love them. With my heart in my unsteady hands, with my nose pressed to the side of their head, with the buzzing in my feet and the warmth all around Iike the sunset pushing into the window.

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

Is it enough to say I love them? With no strings attached? With reckless abandon and utter devotion and freedom and kindness and fear?

"there is no platonic explanation for this--"

I cannot explain it any clearer. I love my friends. There is no more to say.