Wren is, give or take, six hundred years fresh out of a relationship. He’s enamored thoroughly with the angaran Jaal Ama Darav, but disappointed with the lack of motion and Jaal’s seeming disinterest in him. Feeling like he can’t catch an emotional break and grappling with what that means for his already poor mental health, he takes a chance on a charming smooth talker with great hair and a penchant for getting Wren into trouble.
my latest writing endeavor is up on AO3. drop by and give it a read, yeah?
it’s really easy to think “everyone in fanfictions is so stupid, no one irl is this bad at communication” but honestly people who say that have never looked at r/relationships
the lock jammed on the front door of my shitty prewar apartment building so i just spent twenty minutes forcing it open while my very drunk neighbor sat on the steps nodding at my efforts and going “this is fun. being locked out together. we should hang out more”