uhh, heres my contribution to the internet for the day. (cough, spreading adrian sea captain propoganda, cough)
(he just wants to sail the seas and be important to the plot or something, idk)
might, like, shade this or clean it up later?? idk. im pretty lazy.
(also working on a (not) super secret adamandi-related thing rn so get excited, or something.) (currently destroying my vocal chords. uhh i guess thats a hint.)
idk how long this took me i did most of it in class. maybe like an hour.
thinking about "quincy martin. philosophy major. the first time they kissed me, they cupped my face in their hands. gently, like i was something they thought could break. like a nestling they peeled off the ground. i didnt understand why. and then i discovered quincys body and mine fit. we moved in together in a summer so hot it felt like we stuck, kissing until we could melt slowly into the others skin. quincy makes breakfasts and i make dinners. i wake up earlier on tuesdays to pack them a lunch. we sleep with my head on his chest. and then i understood. if quincy is warm and precious and fragile, i am all these things as well. we are the twin chambers of a minnows heart. the first time they kissed me, it was easy. like unlocking a new part of my mind. like they'd been there all along." i might be sick