maybe we’re all meant to break in time, love

do you guys remember when we used to say oh worm all the time. remember that

is anybody out there

hmm rereading my work until it stares back at me with a tired face and says pill, we can't do this again, we cant keep meeting like this, it's almost midnight. pill. you know you can't fix me. i dont want to be fixed. but im too in it. then? cut to black because it gets freaky

Reblog so she lives forever.

i really fuck with it when my oomfs start their posts in media res. they'll open it with a phrase like "it's just funny because..." and then i look at their blog to see what's funny and. nothing.

It's like how Beowulf opens with a call to attention.

posting is exactly like beowulf

Obsessed with how some people get so attached to their own headcanons that they get mad when they see a character presented as they are in canon

(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)

i understand words and phrases. my dialogue is natural and in character. i know where the plot is going. my word count is reasonable. i am not scared of my document

you get a comment on tumblr. it's a bot trying to scam you. you get a DM. it's a bot trying to scam you. you get a message on instagram. its a bot trying to scam you. you're an author and you get an email telling you how much they loved your book and want to showcase it at their bookclub. it's a bot trying to scam you (and it uses bad AI to pretend it knows your story). you get a comment on ao3 saying how much they love your fic - and they made you fanart!! it's a bot trying to scam you. you get a hate comment on ao3 which insults your writing or calls you a monster for writing something "problematic". it's a bot. but at least that one isn't trying to scam you.

the really fun thing about being on the internet is that at some point loss and the game got inexorably linked in my mind so now every time i see loss i lose the game and every time i lose the game i am reminded that loss exists. it's like killing two birds with one stone except it's one bird and two stones and i am the bird and i have had two stones thrown at me at the same time

it’s not rpf it’s speculative history