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Twitter - @FluentStillness - Fluent in Stillness

Equal parts fabulous and feral. Now 100% citrus-free. Totally 100% Bipolar.
I write like my characters skipped therapy, weaponized longing, and made it your problem. Expect slow burns that detonate on impact, morally dubious women making emotionally reckless choices, and tension so thick it could be bottled and sold as cursed fog.
Technically unqualified. Emotionally over-invested. Dangerously unsupervised with a keyboard.
Some days I vanish. Others I write like it’s the only thing keeping me here. I chase the kind of love that wrecks you beautifully and the kind of silence that says everything.
I don’t need a spotlight. Just a space where someone might sit with me, and maybe not feel so alone.
Laughter is my coping mechanism. So is writing. If my fic makes you cry, then laugh through the snot, then message your bestie in all caps, I’ve done my job.
Come for the trauma, stay for the punchlines.
I take no responsibility only pride.
Be kind. Or at least quote the angst back at me.

Written with quiet hands, and a loud heart. If it reads like a machine, that’s because I grew up loving literature, and rhythm, not because I didn’t write it.