One person's trash is another coyotes's reblogs

“but what if my friend gets offended and hates me and refuses to speak to me after i set a boundary” easy peasy! that is not your friend. hope this helps

sometimes you just gotta listen to songs and vividly imagine storylines you don't have the time or talent to put on paper

funniest part of reviving ocs i made as a kid is being like "yeah i always imagined them as a mature member of the group who really has their shit together" [checks their info] "what the fuck do you mean they were supposed to be fifteen years old"

i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny

the author’s thinly veiled nothing #notwriting #straightupnotwritingit

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

my beautiful baby who i'm naming untitled document

i can't seem to find my baby

Chuck Jones is the best counterexample to “the curtains are just blue” because you would not believe the amount of thought and art theory he put into his silly little cartoons

[puts head in hands] oh god she’s so attractive