Strayhaven

in the past i've described my experience of being an ace with a sex drive as being hungry with no appetite, but actually my experience is more like being hungry and never going out to eat because i always have all the tools and ingredients to make exactly what i want, exactly how i want it, at home. i don't want other people in my kitchen and i certainly don't want to be in anyone else's kitchen. love reading about fictional kitchens, though.

Death doesn't scare me, but life without my hyperfixations does.

the most essential part of a fandom are those people who immediately tell you to write it, draw it, make it when you share your ideas, you have no idea how many fanworks are born just because someone encouraged it

Sometimes you hear a song and a fic pops into your head full formed. This is a trap. The fic may be fully formed in your brain, but you still Have to write it down. This is an important step that most people forget about.

any ship can be problematic because I have the heart and soul of a depraved pervert

oh :( that's fluff :( that's fluff of my torture character :(

I'm shy at first and then im like donkey from shrek

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

ever since i was a little girl i’ve always known i’m a big fan of alone time

I wish they made it even marginally possible to get a job like I’m so fucking sorry I don’t have a rare but also highly demanded skillset, an agreeable disposition, and the ability to survive off of three nickels a week I’m soooo sorry