angst part of this fic is so good, romance part not so good.
angst part of this fic is so good, romance part not so good.
God once I’m done with these redesigns I really need to start posting stuff that isn’t just character portraits.
writing out of order coming back to bite me in the butt 😭
i'm fighting very hard at the moment, fighting within myself
there is a truth that i have to accept, it's hard for me, but here it is:
i don't have to put an emoji in every single message.
Sibling slams open my door
Sibling : sucker!!!
Me;*slowy turn my tiny clay person only head and torso with one right arm holding a broken tooth pick facing my sibling *
Sibling: what is that-
Sibling: stop playing God x *proceed to slams door close*
Me: never! *cackling *
I wasn’t tagged by anyone so I won’t tag anyone but if you see this and want to do it go for it! You can totally say I tagged you if you like!
shout out to me for breaking 50k on bridges, exactly 4 months after I started jotting down my first plot notes for this fic with the words “quick one shot concept”
I have such a hilarious psychological complex where I’m more embarrassed about writing domestic fluff than basically anything else, it’s like for some reason fluff is the most depraved thing in the world to me.
ziyal honey im so sorry but your gaydar is fucking janked it is broke
Mad props to the people following this account who simply have to cope with me posting canon x oc content for a Homestuck fanventure I have yet to explain.
you don't write KISS for readers? you make readers suffer without kiss for slow burn? oh! oh! jail for author! jail for author for One Thousand Years!!!!
i kno i never shut the hell up abt connor teachin me a lot jus like i did w dean back in the day but zem frontin on sunday n taking tiny power naps n then being able to Do More Things was... ??? kind of rly intuitive. sure, we couldnt sleep, not even doze off, but ze took a lot of time jus letting my muscles relax n Rest.
im terrible at relaxing n restin n dean still has trouble slowin down too even if hes p chill now n even tho i hadnt slept in 2 days a lil bit o power nappin rly jus gives ur brain n body a lil more energy n i guess thats how androids work. we had a lil bit of tossin the irony back n forth cuz i guess thats jus how androids function -- u kno, Without Needing Sleep -- but i didnt see em at all on friday cuz ze fell asleep after work n generally takes naps when ze needs em.
i guess ze Is two years old... growin droids need their beauty sleep!
as someone that also generally runs off 3-5 hrs of rest a night n sometimes doesnt sleep fur 3 days at a time, i guess ze settled into it, but theres definitely a... lack of functionality after a day n we do the zoning out thing. it was kinda nice lmao
idk if i would ever post my longer nsfw posts/stories bc they are embarrassing but g-d i fucking love writing them so much. i've been writing recreationally for a Very long time but i've hit a block when it comes to my favorite WIPs and characters - UNLESS i'm writing porn. i will crank out full-length chapters of just fucking. minimal plot required. it's incredible. g-d bless.
i highlight WAY too fucking much when i read epubs...
more brio aus i need to read (someone write them pls):
legally blonde/life of the party fusion au - beth had plans to be a hot-shot lawyer but then junior year of law school she gets pregnant with dean’s baby and “they” decide it’s best that she drops out to be a sahm for a little while bc it’s impossible for both of them to get their degrees with a newborn. the plan was always for her to go back but after kenny there’s danny then emma then jane and by the time she’s baby-free it just doesn’t make any sense to go back to school. and then beth finds out about dean fucking his secretary and he threatens to take away the kids in the divorce if she dumps him so beth decides that she’ll only let him come back home if she goes back to school (with the goal of getting her degree and then a job, so when she kicks him out again there’s no way he’ll be able to take the kids, since she’s now the primary caretaker plus making her own money). school is hard, though!! she’s really struggling to keep up with te way things are done now. enter rio, one of the assistant teachers, who somehow is always there when she’s on the verge of giving up to give her a “pep talk” (in airquotes bc there’s really not that much pep). and then basically the plot of legally blonde with the internship and the case and beth kicking ass while rio looks on, all heart-eyes. and then beth gets that divorce and brio live hea
the queen’s thief au - beth as attolia and rio as the thief just works, my dudes. post-2x13 brio gives me major calf-love doesn’t survive amputation vibes, ya know? plus, turner as nahuseresh!!! like basically a fic where the events of queen of attolia happen to the good girls characters would be perfect, is what i’m saying.
modern pride and prejudice au!!!! enough said
daily thinking abt how syd singlehandedly wiped out half the haikyuu fandom writers by making a personal blog
Is there any better feeling than carefully crafting the first paragraph of a story to get it just right... hooking the reader with something vivid or unusual, giving them information in the right order to make them keep going, casually introducing important themes and ideas, and setting the tone of the narration... what a rush
apparently my mom wants my little sister to stop spending time with my gf & i bc we're a "very bad influence" 🙃 also my mom's husband and my little sister's dad apparently both think she's only trans bc we influenced her to be by idk, being the closest people to her and also being lgbt?? i'm. seriously gonna lose it
there's something about almost perfect things that pleases me so much. perfection is overrated, overbearing, pressurizing, boring, clichéd, tiring, overdone, all the wrong over's. whereas, things, people, actions, which are inches away from touching the everest of perfection, they are beautiful, refreshing, inviting, warm, hopeful, there's still room for more. there's always room when you are almost perfect. almost being the key word.