teleostei

worst day ever i need to read about owen dying over and over and over and over and over and over again

t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it

I promise my other fics are not abandoned I've just been hit by a train called bloodymary. I saw it coming and tied myself to the tracks. the damage is extensive. the doctors say I'll make a full recovery but only if I take my medicine* (*keep writing bloodymary fics)

not doomed by the narrative but saved by the narrative. yeah i know you'd rather die than keep suffering but the story doesn't actually care what you want. you have to keep going, even when it hurts. even being erased from existence won't stop you from being salvaged from the wreckage of un-being. get up. keep pushing. keep bleeding. keep living.

spin the wheel and assign an animal to prev

The problem with having OCs is that sometimes you wanna read about your little guy being in situations but unfortunately he is YOUR little guy and no one is gonna put him in that situation but you. Tragic.