coming and going

grabs your hand. you've had enough plot and exposition and character development lately im taking you to the beach episode

we all talk about doing it scared doing it alone doing it weird etc. but the the hideously awful truth is that you also often have to do it stupid

doing it stupid is the only way to get less stupid. you'd think this would be obvious by now, but you see the thing is. i'm stupid.

sure I have "problems" but a bagel would help. a bagel would help.

no matter the struggles there is always ao3 in bed

in the google doc. straight up "writing it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. Nothing

He's a space cowboy. He's a classified typhoon. He's an eldritch horror. He's angel-coded. He's a pacifist. He's a killer. He carries love for everyone. He hates himself. He's self-sacrificing. He's immature. He's over a century old. He's a womanizer. He's gay. He's in a relationship that's not-quite-platonic-not-quite-romantic-but-something-else-much-deeper-and-entirely-incomprehensible with a priest riddled with Catholic guilt. He's a plant. He's an alien. He's painfully human.