Rosemary @honeybrew_coffee@computerfairi.es

William Riker is not a himbo
He's a triple threat
1. Smart
2. Kind
3. Play Trombone

Still living off the high of their laugh, bubbling out of them like a mountain stream over smoothed stone. It was such a small and silly thing to say but a laugh like that made it priceless

Sitting here thinking about Lal before going to work like tears wont freeze on my face and frame my mask like gemstones.

She loved her father so much and understood him better than anyone else. It's a shame they never brought her back in Picard.

Anyway I made the perfect mug of coffee this morning and I think I should get a big sword in compensation

The best way to ensure success in all your endeavors is to look at magic eye art before going to sleep

That and being conveniently hormonally harmonious with the moon cycle. But also biting and a deep attachment to flannel shirts

Werewolf is a state of mind

Butch4Wristwatch

Particle/wave
Radiation dancing through my skin
The last vitamin we can make
Can keep me going going going

I have hands to clean, I have hands to mend, I have hands to speak, I have hands to build, I have hands to make angels of our world sing, I have hands that shake so much, and I have hands to love and be loved for

Local butch builds elaborate fantasies using hand tools and gumption

Have you taken time to consider femmes today?

I have entirely normal feelings about cumin, it is entirely normal to wax poetic about it nearly every day

Frog lover
Frog (Yoda) hater
Multitudes within

I only put out one work this year when I was hoping for twelve, but by far it is my best and I'm immensely proud of it. It's Star Trek Smut but I really grew as a writer while writing it and I'm proud of the charactarization I did in it.

FSAs are Inscrutable and Evil

The thing about being a Trekkie in your 30s is that by now you have a particularly strong emotional bond with a specific starship class— and if you don't have one may I introduce you to the mothball fleet, the post Wolf 359 workhorse, the magnificent Miranda Class I

Ah, Miranda Class I Heavy Frigate, ne'er a science vessel more beautiful has sailed the spangled velvet of the heavens

Honey sits so nicely in the back of one's tongue

Anyway— I miss having a community I can share the Star Trek smut I write with, it made it easier to stay motivated to keep putting out more work. I am not sure of any solutions and I am open to reading them; but it's not the worst problem in the world to have.