An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
It was a nice day, at least. The sun was shining, and a pleasant breeze whistled along the mountain pass. Even the wild Pokémon seemed to be enjoying it- despite their usual aggression, the Houndour were just lazing around, and actually seemed to be willing to leave them be, for once.
“We ran into the Ogre last night,” his new travelling companion said, finally breaking the silence, and Kieran froze.
“W-What?”
...So. It's been a while. Sorry about that. Burnout has been kicking my ass for the last eighteen-odd months.
I finally wrote a thing again. A small thing, but a thing nonetheless. It's Pokémon's Teal Mask DLC, not any of the fandoms most of you follow me for, but the plot makes me kinda wanna slap someone so. I guess this is the consequence.
If you don't know the plot of TM, this... probably won't make sense. I don't know. My brain isn't really operating correctly, so I can't put myself in your position right now.
I don't know when I'll write again, but it probably won't be Hermitcraft. Sorry. Hyperfixations change, y'know?
...Yeah, I wish LPAU wasn't unfinished, too. I hope I'll be able to come back to it someday.