That Game.

posting niche fic on ao3 is like releasing a small creature into the wild and hoping it survives and finds sustenance

got one whole comment… the small creature may yet survive the winter

we developed powerful teeth and jaws to rend the flesh of the devious sourdough loaf

arts and crafts are killing me. badly

update i’m so powerful i could fuck god if i wanted

this is the experience of being an artist in a nutshell. at all times you are at one of these two poles and you never remember the other exists until it's too late

I'm gonna need fellow self shippers to NOT apologize or put themselves down for making their s/is basic/mary sue/OP as fuck because we're here to have FUN!! If you wanna give ur s/i a taste of the power or to make them the hottest person in your f/os canon then DO it! Make characters u don't ship with have a crush on you, make yourself the sole savior of this universe and be unapologetic about it!! [OK TO RB]

my parents trying to figure out what to get me for christmas

Walking around my neighborhood wearing my sick as fuck custom T-shirt that says "I STEAL EVERY FRIENDLY CAT I MEET WITH NO REMORSE I DO IT ALL THE TIME DON'T CALL IT A COMEBACK I BEEN HERE FOR YEARS KEEP THAT BEAST ENCLOSED LEST YE FACE MY LIGHTNING CAT GRASP" and smiling politely while my neighbors' indoor-outdoor cats gently trot down the sidewalk towards me as the neighbors themselves read my shirt with a growing sense of panic.

Unfollow me for cat theft all you want. You'll never catch me and you'll never stop me. Those things are this season's must-have lipgloss in an understaffed Sephora, and baby? I'm a middle-class teenage girl who's not getting enough attention at home...

People in the notes keep saying, "This is just another reason you should keep your cats inside," and I know they just mean the fact that someone in general could steal them, but I like to think they all mean that you gotta watch out for me specifically. Because you do. I'm everywhere. And I'm fast.

I love it when the unreliable narrator begins to trip and reveal the flaws in their story and themself. I cannot explain how much I adore them. The moment you realize that "wait, something is not right" and start to rethink the whole book is the absolute best thing to happen to you while reading. You just know the reread will be even better.

oh fuck this is a really good hill i gotta die on this

rich people seeing mount everest

heres a thing that stays sweet since ever and for ever. in a glass jar it looks like molten gold in light. looks like the sun bled. and its made by bugs that dance and partake in the only monarchy you should respect. put it on anything. dip your finger in it. they dont have honey anywhere else in space this is the only planet that has honey forever who would ever wanna leave

loving all the pain and resignation this is causing, judging from the notes