He couldn't believe it. It was like Tak all over again...
"can you write?" I can certainly put words next to each other
Do you ever start writing something that you’re excited about and that seems like it’s turning out well and that you’re getting eager to share, and then you start typing it up or doing an edit pass and it’s just awful it’s awful its premise is fundamentally flawed and it’s out of character and the prose is clunky and the plot is badly paced and ludicrous and the whole thing is embarrassing, how could you have done this, how could you have sunk so much time into this, you can’t even look at it, how is this that shining thing you were so excited about, how could you even have considered finishing it let alone sharing it with anyone, you’re crying, your mother is crying, nuns are spontaneously exploding in the streets,
What's that poem about the cockroach and the moth where the cockroach is like "I wish I've ever wanted anything the way that moth wanted to burn itself up in that lantern" because we had to read that in high school and it still fucks me up to this day
This is my interpretation of what happens after dinosaurus_maj's fic "What's the use of feeling (blue)?"
Red has become Tallest and she eventually married and had two children. They eventually accept that neither of them would see one another ever again.
Or course, as fate would have it, Red's rash decision of humouring Zim leads to the defective landing on the very planet Red was forced to leave behind.
This is me but for fanfictions that I haven’t even started to write, and probably never will write
I want to read a fic but I want to read MY fic that I haven't finished yet
Incorrect Quote comic! You know the one.
Been a minute since I posted on here, but needed too. I have alot of projects to work on including for here so stay tuned.
These two were PERFECT for this meme. Especially with how things develop in the comic.
Min gets to get away with murder. As a treat.
Emperors Red and Purple. Finally took the time to finish this, now it's time for me to sleep for twelve hours straight and never open the psd files again