jannywanny

Welcome to the ol’ page 🙂‍↕️. So happy to have you here! I’m Ezra, they/them. Huge Supermassive Games Fan, HUGE Grey’s Anatomy Fan. Small animal enthusiast. I also write fanfiction.

Some stuff to know about me:

- I love to yap! Feel free to submit asks about anything Until Dawn/The Quarry related (headcanons or otherwise), it will make my morning/afternoon/evening.

- I am a major swiftie!

- I also love to read, my favorite genre right now is fantasy, though I’ve read a little of pretty much everything? The only thing I refuse to read again is a straight up romance novel, sue me.

- Harry Potter is one of my favorite series of all time.

- My favorite colors are pretty much anything pastel, though I’m partial to pastel purple (lavender??) and pastel green. Pastel orange is also a lot of fun.

- Besides Taylor Swift, I listen to a lot of Laufey and Sleeping at Last.

- I mostly play (or watch people play) Until Dawn and The Quarry, but I have played TLOU 1 and 2, Detroit: Become Human, and a few standalone horror games.

Ahem. I wrote a little something for the first time in about fifty thousand years. Here’s a summary and excerpt:

Ryan finds himself trapped in a nightmare, subconsciously blaming himself for what he did to Chris Hackett on the night of the game. He wakes up and talks about it with Dylan.

Ryan shielded his eyes against the afternoon sun. The first week of camp had been even better than usual. He was finally old enough to have his own boat on lake days, and he’d spent all morning watching the water ripple as fish swam beneath the surface.

It was free time, so he and Caleb were flat on the grass, staring at the clouds. They’d tried coming up with different shapes, but most of them just looked like Ian. One of them looked like Grandma’s pomeranian. They had a good laugh at that.