#welmo

after shitting 1500 words of chapiter 1 out of my butt i decided at work today that i had to rewrite it. so we are CANNING 1500 words of slopslop to make way for gemgem. in the end i felt like i was getting my sphincter removed the whole time i was writing it which told me that i had picked the wrong voice and the wrong way to begin this story. to commemorate you may have some paragraphs of a demented alternate alternate universe that takes itself far too seriously which will now be going away

just realized i have free will and can put oikawa tooru anywhere i want

hello beautiful friends. here it is. a classic elmo update. now i have not forgotten about The Fic. in fact the fic is now (aHEEMHEEMHEEM...)48 thousand words long. however as the fic has gotten longer so the days have gotten shorter so i am now leaving the continent of australia in two perfect days and am forced by the hand of god to do some motherfucking cleaning today -!; . and packing, or i shall never have anything again. it is with a heavy heart that i announce these sad puny things. but i also ask that you do not despair. the fic has overtaken my life. zelda and link and ganon have overtaken my life like a car in the fast lane. it will be finished. you will see it . it will be kind of goated. in the meantime, here are some choice previews from the recents, my faborite chapters

something really funny that happened the other night is i was writing a scene and halfway through i was like wait, they didn't ask for consent, do i need to do that (????), and the emotion was ANXIETY. FEAR because if my characters didn't do everything according to the textbook of unproblematic human relationships someone might get pissed off and then, well i wasn't actually sure what i was afraid of, but anyway i caught myself before the explicit verbal consent happened because it wouldn't make sense in the context of the story and there were many confounding factors. i went away from this draft to buy groceries and coming back it's still incredibly funny to read like what kind of logic was i operating on there.... i was so close to letting my little guys become tumblrinas NO they will be CLUMSY 25 YEAR OLDS because I AM ONE TOO!!! joke. i am 24. for now. and in this story i shall do all the things i want to, with as much flair for the dramatics as i can because we are!!! messy little creatures. ogghhhhhhhhhhh

we've just busted through chapter 8 and into high abstract territory of the vague fourth wall breaking variety. my favorite part of any inevitable story. oh my god THE HEART is now 34 thousand words long and growing. what ever shall we do. about to tackle a delicious part of this story. a kind of heavy and riveting (imo) part. i cannot wait to start sharing this with you all. it is itching, ITCHING in my bones. i cannot wait. i am so excited. here is a paragraph from chapter 8, the beginning of the end

dude. drawing is so hard