Aaron,Tyler-Brian ~ Black-White
@aaronblackwhite.bsky.social
Quiet-life poet & writer by day. And also by night. And everywhere else in-between 🌻
Pinned
The writer vs the writing...
'Debut novel' is back in editing mode 👀🤘🏻🌻
'Debut novel' is back in editing mode 👀🤘🏻🌻
Forgot to use this app for so long, my phone signed me out...
What did I miss?
What did I miss?
June 29, 2025 at 8:20 AM
Forgot to use this app for so long, my phone signed me out...
What did I miss?
What did I miss?
Proof of life or something or other, I suppose, I guess 🤷🏻♂️
Sorry I've been off socials a bit. Wasn't even planning on taking a break, but I guess I needed one 💃
Sorry I've been off socials a bit. Wasn't even planning on taking a break, but I guess I needed one 💃
February 27, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Proof of life or something or other, I suppose, I guess 🤷🏻♂️
Sorry I've been off socials a bit. Wasn't even planning on taking a break, but I guess I needed one 💃
Sorry I've been off socials a bit. Wasn't even planning on taking a break, but I guess I needed one 💃
'4am Rant'
~ A poem by Aaron, Tyler-Brian~Black-White 🌻
~ A poem by Aaron, Tyler-Brian~Black-White 🌻
February 27, 2025 at 5:25 PM
'4am Rant'
~ A poem by Aaron, Tyler-Brian~Black-White 🌻
~ A poem by Aaron, Tyler-Brian~Black-White 🌻
Guys... I completed Kingdom Come: Deliverance Part I earlier tonight...
Currently installing Part II 👀🤘🏻
Currently installing Part II 👀🤘🏻
February 21, 2025 at 10:11 AM
Guys... I completed Kingdom Come: Deliverance Part I earlier tonight...
Currently installing Part II 👀🤘🏻
Currently installing Part II 👀🤘🏻
I used to write about you
And the way you smelled of how you loved yourself
And think of Kurt Cobain
What a waste of the stains you left
Pretty boy, pretty boy
How ugly, you were
And the way you smelled of how you loved yourself
And think of Kurt Cobain
What a waste of the stains you left
Pretty boy, pretty boy
How ugly, you were
February 6, 2025 at 10:00 AM
I used to write about you
And the way you smelled of how you loved yourself
And think of Kurt Cobain
What a waste of the stains you left
Pretty boy, pretty boy
How ugly, you were
And the way you smelled of how you loved yourself
And think of Kurt Cobain
What a waste of the stains you left
Pretty boy, pretty boy
How ugly, you were
I told you that I loved you
And baby, I meant it
Until that love became undone
And darling, I only learned to lie
Now the truth could set us free
But one of us
In our absence of pride
Has swallowed the key
And baby, I meant it
Until that love became undone
And darling, I only learned to lie
Now the truth could set us free
But one of us
In our absence of pride
Has swallowed the key
February 6, 2025 at 9:54 AM
I told you that I loved you
And baby, I meant it
Until that love became undone
And darling, I only learned to lie
Now the truth could set us free
But one of us
In our absence of pride
Has swallowed the key
And baby, I meant it
Until that love became undone
And darling, I only learned to lie
Now the truth could set us free
But one of us
In our absence of pride
Has swallowed the key
Watched the first episode of new 'Married at First Sight Australia' last night & had two realisations:
1) How easy it is to become invested in something going against your values (like reality tv) out of sheer spite & the wanting to be shocked/cringe.
Post-script - How ugly that quality feels...
1) How easy it is to become invested in something going against your values (like reality tv) out of sheer spite & the wanting to be shocked/cringe.
Post-script - How ugly that quality feels...
January 27, 2025 at 9:23 PM
Watched the first episode of new 'Married at First Sight Australia' last night & had two realisations:
1) How easy it is to become invested in something going against your values (like reality tv) out of sheer spite & the wanting to be shocked/cringe.
Post-script - How ugly that quality feels...
1) How easy it is to become invested in something going against your values (like reality tv) out of sheer spite & the wanting to be shocked/cringe.
Post-script - How ugly that quality feels...
A rose by any other name
Would still be
That visceral, vermilion soaked red
That makes me think
Of you, you, you
Would still be
That visceral, vermilion soaked red
That makes me think
Of you, you, you
January 27, 2025 at 2:31 PM
A rose by any other name
Would still be
That visceral, vermilion soaked red
That makes me think
Of you, you, you
Would still be
That visceral, vermilion soaked red
That makes me think
Of you, you, you
Flirting (politically):
"Hey, baby girl, do ya like cyberpunk dystopia stories?? Because we're living in one..."
*breaks down crying, while the tech billionaires stand in the corner, laughing at edgy Nazi jokes* (they're all Nazis...)
"Hey, baby girl, do ya like cyberpunk dystopia stories?? Because we're living in one..."
*breaks down crying, while the tech billionaires stand in the corner, laughing at edgy Nazi jokes* (they're all Nazis...)
a man with a shaved head is sitting in a chair and looking at the camera
ALT: a man with a shaved head is sitting in a chair and looking at the camera
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January 27, 2025 at 5:46 AM
Flirting (politically):
"Hey, baby girl, do ya like cyberpunk dystopia stories?? Because we're living in one..."
*breaks down crying, while the tech billionaires stand in the corner, laughing at edgy Nazi jokes* (they're all Nazis...)
"Hey, baby girl, do ya like cyberpunk dystopia stories?? Because we're living in one..."
*breaks down crying, while the tech billionaires stand in the corner, laughing at edgy Nazi jokes* (they're all Nazis...)
Many men greater than I am have attempted it to no success
That longing sensation sedated by
Happiness
No
I find comfort in the apathy
What a waste...
That longing sensation sedated by
Happiness
No
I find comfort in the apathy
What a waste...
January 27, 2025 at 4:06 AM
Many men greater than I am have attempted it to no success
That longing sensation sedated by
Happiness
No
I find comfort in the apathy
What a waste...
That longing sensation sedated by
Happiness
No
I find comfort in the apathy
What a waste...
This poem wasn't about you
Not at first
But then, you entered my thoughts as you do, this beautiful, seductive being
And dammit
Now it is all
About you
A good man
Would do the most terrible things
To hold your hand
To touch your face
But alas
Unrequited
At least there are poems to speak
Not at first
But then, you entered my thoughts as you do, this beautiful, seductive being
And dammit
Now it is all
About you
A good man
Would do the most terrible things
To hold your hand
To touch your face
But alas
Unrequited
At least there are poems to speak
January 27, 2025 at 3:21 AM
This poem wasn't about you
Not at first
But then, you entered my thoughts as you do, this beautiful, seductive being
And dammit
Now it is all
About you
A good man
Would do the most terrible things
To hold your hand
To touch your face
But alas
Unrequited
At least there are poems to speak
Not at first
But then, you entered my thoughts as you do, this beautiful, seductive being
And dammit
Now it is all
About you
A good man
Would do the most terrible things
To hold your hand
To touch your face
But alas
Unrequited
At least there are poems to speak
🌻🌻🎨🌻🌻
January 26, 2025 at 8:36 PM
🌻🌻🎨🌻🌻
Angry on the inside
Kind on the outside
And all it did was make me sad
Kind on the outside
And all it did was make me sad
January 26, 2025 at 8:29 PM
Angry on the inside
Kind on the outside
And all it did was make me sad
Kind on the outside
And all it did was make me sad
I have hence won the game that is modern capitalism 🤘🏻 And all it took were the three 'S's!
(I woke up, took a shit & a shower and will later today shave)
(I woke up, took a shit & a shower and will later today shave)
January 26, 2025 at 8:20 PM
I have hence won the game that is modern capitalism 🤘🏻 And all it took were the three 'S's!
(I woke up, took a shit & a shower and will later today shave)
(I woke up, took a shit & a shower and will later today shave)
Guys, turns out if you don't sleep properly, the body will plant your arss down & force you to sleep...
(I crashed in & out last night and am still putting my pieces together)
(I crashed in & out last night and am still putting my pieces together)
January 26, 2025 at 8:15 PM
Guys, turns out if you don't sleep properly, the body will plant your arss down & force you to sleep...
(I crashed in & out last night and am still putting my pieces together)
(I crashed in & out last night and am still putting my pieces together)
Been diving deep into Fallout 76 these past two days...
I don't know why people shit on it sometimes. I'm having a blast!
I don't know why people shit on it sometimes. I'm having a blast!
January 24, 2025 at 1:49 AM
Been diving deep into Fallout 76 these past two days...
I don't know why people shit on it sometimes. I'm having a blast!
I don't know why people shit on it sometimes. I'm having a blast!
Artificial intelligence can steal my creative endeavours from under the table I set upon, if it wants.
But it will only be a thief. And it will never have the passion I feel for the rhythmic beats of a good story.
Or the lowest moments of a character's existential despair.
Or the love for a muse.
But it will only be a thief. And it will never have the passion I feel for the rhythmic beats of a good story.
Or the lowest moments of a character's existential despair.
Or the love for a muse.
January 23, 2025 at 2:49 AM
Artificial intelligence can steal my creative endeavours from under the table I set upon, if it wants.
But it will only be a thief. And it will never have the passion I feel for the rhythmic beats of a good story.
Or the lowest moments of a character's existential despair.
Or the love for a muse.
But it will only be a thief. And it will never have the passion I feel for the rhythmic beats of a good story.
Or the lowest moments of a character's existential despair.
Or the love for a muse.
It's been a while, but I am once again bringing awareness to the (unofficial) Spotify playlist companion for what will be my debut novel.
'Young & Doomed' describes the feeling of being young, yet feeling though time is almost up regardless of said youth.
open.spotify.com/playlist/3RY...
'Young & Doomed' describes the feeling of being young, yet feeling though time is almost up regardless of said youth.
open.spotify.com/playlist/3RY...
'Young and Doomed'
open.spotify.com
January 22, 2025 at 11:49 PM
It's been a while, but I am once again bringing awareness to the (unofficial) Spotify playlist companion for what will be my debut novel.
'Young & Doomed' describes the feeling of being young, yet feeling though time is almost up regardless of said youth.
open.spotify.com/playlist/3RY...
'Young & Doomed' describes the feeling of being young, yet feeling though time is almost up regardless of said youth.
open.spotify.com/playlist/3RY...
The writer vs the writing...
'Debut novel' is back in editing mode 👀🤘🏻🌻
'Debut novel' is back in editing mode 👀🤘🏻🌻
January 22, 2025 at 11:44 PM
The writer vs the writing...
'Debut novel' is back in editing mode 👀🤘🏻🌻
'Debut novel' is back in editing mode 👀🤘🏻🌻
I don't
Fight
My demons
I just
Go down on them
Fight
My demons
I just
Go down on them
January 22, 2025 at 11:31 AM
I don't
Fight
My demons
I just
Go down on them
Fight
My demons
I just
Go down on them
"I want to be an architect..."
a silhouette of a horse looking up at a starry night sky
ALT: a silhouette of a horse looking up at a starry night sky
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January 22, 2025 at 7:39 AM
"I want to be an architect..."
The #lace in your dress
Tickles my face
As I
Traverse soft touch & kisses
From your neck
To your shoulder
To
Your inner-thigh
And then
Inwards
Where my lips
Meet
Your watermelon flower
You taste the sweetest
Wet against my tongue
Lips pursed and soothing lightly
Fingers
Exploring inwards
#vss365
Tickles my face
As I
Traverse soft touch & kisses
From your neck
To your shoulder
To
Your inner-thigh
And then
Inwards
Where my lips
Meet
Your watermelon flower
You taste the sweetest
Wet against my tongue
Lips pursed and soothing lightly
Fingers
Exploring inwards
#vss365
January 22, 2025 at 7:15 AM
America
Rekindling the abrasive romance
Between itself &
Its abusive ex
Toxic is as toxic does
A billionaire who will
Treat a country
As his business
His
Enterprise
Americans are now less citizens
And much more
Employees
The Trumpet is your employer
The Muskrat assistant manager
Fuck
Them
Both
Rekindling the abrasive romance
Between itself &
Its abusive ex
Toxic is as toxic does
A billionaire who will
Treat a country
As his business
His
Enterprise
Americans are now less citizens
And much more
Employees
The Trumpet is your employer
The Muskrat assistant manager
Fuck
Them
Both
January 22, 2025 at 6:57 AM
America
Rekindling the abrasive romance
Between itself &
Its abusive ex
Toxic is as toxic does
A billionaire who will
Treat a country
As his business
His
Enterprise
Americans are now less citizens
And much more
Employees
The Trumpet is your employer
The Muskrat assistant manager
Fuck
Them
Both
Rekindling the abrasive romance
Between itself &
Its abusive ex
Toxic is as toxic does
A billionaire who will
Treat a country
As his business
His
Enterprise
Americans are now less citizens
And much more
Employees
The Trumpet is your employer
The Muskrat assistant manager
Fuck
Them
Both
Because Cyberpunk Dystopia is a beautiful thing, soaked in neon lights & raining gunfire 👀🤘🏻
January 22, 2025 at 5:13 AM
Because Cyberpunk Dystopia is a beautiful thing, soaked in neon lights & raining gunfire 👀🤘🏻
I miss
The "less" we used to feel
Before we felt
Too much
The "less" we used to feel
Before we felt
Too much
January 22, 2025 at 5:10 AM
I miss
The "less" we used to feel
Before we felt
Too much
The "less" we used to feel
Before we felt
Too much