Happy Rash Hashanah
Bestest of boisssssssss, I loved painting these so let me go watch the movies again
Thank you for being there, BFF.
A todos los amigos que perdí sin saber:
Espero que todos los planes que un día me contaron se estén cumpliendo.
¿Realmente seré capaz de decirte en voz alta todo lo que con tanto esfuerzo estoy callando?
- Bajo mi infierno.
Life doesn’t only seem to throw curves at you, sometimes life just strikes you out and you’re never necessarily ready for this. Today is my bestfriends birthday and he’s having a shit day, and although I am a great listener and tend to give amazing advice… there is a point where you reach a limit when it’s the same problem over and over. When you have run out of options and you’re stuck in life what kind of advice do you give? Life hasn’t thrown me so many curves but it throws them to the people I love and it’s getting harder and harder to help them make that next swing in the right direction.
As I’m writing this post, I’m almost finished with Crooked Arrows, the second part in my Flightless Birds series.It will be a while before I write anything else, because I have several pressing projects lined up right now, but I like to keep a list of what I’m planning to write in the future, and thought you guys might like to see it too. These are not super nice, well-written summaries, because this is really more a checklist for me than, like, an advertisement. I love talking about all of my stories and would be happy to answer any questions, but none of these are anywhere close to finished and there will be much more polished descriptions someday.
The Witch Beneath the Stair: A nameless foreign queen befriends the last witch in the kingdom and her changeling son. The king doesn’t approve, until their palace is under attack and the witch becomes his best chance to get his wife and unborn child to safety. The witch and the queen flee the kingdom, carrying with them two potential heirs to the throne.
(AKA the story where I invented a complex magical and political system to avoid naming my characters.)
Swan Song: A retelling of/sequel to the ballet Swan Lake, from the perspective of Odile.
I’m in the process of retelling L. Frank Baum’s entire Oz series from the perspective of Ozma. So far there are 2 parts, available on AO3, covering Book 2 and filling in some things before the next book. I’m going to write parts 3-6, which will go through the events of Book 6, then an interlude for Glinda’s backstory and her perspective on the events of The Wizard of Oz and The Land of Oz. Then the rest of the series from Ozma’s POV.
(BTW if you like Oz I have a whole separate Oz blog @sketchyglinda. And if you don’t like Oz you might still enjoy the story of a farm boy becoming queen.)
(This is probably what you’re here for so I’m putting it at the end in hopes that’ll make you more likely to read about everything else)
We’re All Mad Here: A few weeks after Red Hood moves to the juvie ward in Arkham, he gets a new roommate. A roommate who looks like a mini Joker. With Joker dead, Batman in Blackgate, and no one’s secret identities a secret anymore, Jason is the only one who has any chance of fixing any of this.
I was really excited about this, and then I had a flash drive break, taking the first 6-8 chapters with it, and that kind of killed my motivation. It’s a lot of rewriting to do. But I still like the idea so I’m sure I’ll get back to it eventually.
Maybe Someday We’ll Laugh Again: Sequel to It’s Not That Funny. Tim and Jay are home. They’re in therapy. Lots of therapy. The whole welcoming-serial-killers-into-his-home thing has complicated Bruce’s relationship with the Justice League, and everything is a mess, but Cass is home, and it’s all worth it to have all his kids under the same roof for the first time ever.
Talons Clipped with Care: Part of the Flightless Birds series, set in Tim’s home universe. After the Bats of multiple worlds team up to take out Owlman, they’re left with young, Talonized versions of themselves to find homes for. Dick, Cass, and Jason take home Tim and Damian. It doesn’t exactly go well.
Ultimate Untitled Batfamily Fanfic: My version of the Batfamily history, covering all the storylines that interest me most, beginning with the arrival of Dick, and going until I run out of steam, I guess. I have significant chunks of the later parts written, and the early parts of barely started, which is a frequent problem I have when writing. We’ll get there eventually.
What y’all know about them Blizzards from @dairyqueen
#tbt #dairyqueen #blizzard #icecream #bff #hooride #aintgoingnowhere #thick #hangtime #treatyourself (at Dallas, Texas)
“Thank you for saving me from fire” said Vanny. Patrice looked at her and said “I did it because I know you are not bad”. They walked in rose park. There was sunset on the sky, hiden by tall trees. Park seems empty but full by beautiful roses. There was wind but not cold. It was warm end of the summer. “You look cute. You remind me of little Freddy that I once saw in pizzeria” said Vanny after long silence. Patrice looked away. She was embarrassed. Being small was not that great for her. Vanny was taller. She looked like her big sister. She likes her but this thing with William, made her confused of what to feel. After all she runned after her in mall, trying to put mask on her face. “Isn’t it great that we met? I finally have a friend. You are very kind and sweet to me. I don’t even know why. But I thank you so much” added Vanny with a warm smile. Patrice looked at roses, picked one up and gave it to Vanny still not looking at her. “Here. It’s for you” said shyly Patrice. Vanny was so happy. “But please, no more running in costume at mall” added Patrice. Vanny laughed and said “Yes. Sure”.
[Credit to Scott Cawton]
How Christian Yelich feels about virtually meeting the American Family Insurance Home Field Sweepstakes grand prize winner and their 9 friends. Click here to win time with your new BFF: [https://bit.ly/3c8Ad3j]
#Ratzia #Heffa #svenskhästrehab @svenskhastrehab #equestrian #showjumping #love #bff #horse #sport #forsale #horseforsale #tillsalu #hästtillsalu (på/i Fjärås)
Hace 3 días, salí con mi mejor amiga, la veía luego de una semana, se me dio por decir tomemos algo, llegamos a comprar una bebida que contenía cierto porcentaje de alcohol, comenzamos a hablar de como pasamos de tener 15 a ser casi legales, y lo mucho que había pasado… caminamos por nuestro pueblito, así le decimos de cariño al lugar, y pasamos por todos los lugares en los cuales caminábamos, encontramos una licorería, decidimos comprar un par de cigarrillos, hablando de tonterías llegamos a un parque donde siempre hacíamos tonterías juntas, nos sentamos en el pastito, abrimos la bebida, ella me pregunto si sabia fumar, yo dije creo que si, si sabia pero no lo hacia correctamente… ella vio como lo hacia y me enseño a hacerlo como debe de ser, tomamos y fumamos ese par de cigarrillos, y de la nada solo comenzamos a reír, había extrañado tanto eso, no beber ni fumar, si no pasar tiempo con ella, me había echo tanta falta, ahora solo espero que no me vuelva a faltar nunca…
mom: *sees my childhood best friend* ah yes, my third child! How are you doing sweetie?