This Never Happened

keep liking my posts and we’re gonna end up as longtime mutuals who never talk to each other

worry not my lord, allow me to unscrew that jar for you. i would not want for you to strain your hand or break a nail. alright. hmm. HMMMM. HNNNGRGHHHHHH. HNNGGHHHH HRRRRRGHHH. AAAAAARGHHHHHHH fucking. squire fetch me my grippy gloves

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

writing tip: put words on page. hope this helps. i will not be taking questions because i have not done this

wei wuxian is such a lesson in contradiction like he's so nice he's a jerk he's so smart he's very naive he's friends with everyone nobody likes him he's the best cultivator alive he can't use a sword he's a whore he's a virgin he's lazy he'll work for days without sleep he's so calm under pressure his temper is atrocious his ego is massive he has no self worth he's dead he's alive he's a saint he's a monster he's a victim he's a villain he's a great teacher he's a terrible student he's a charmer he's so so annoying he saves everyone's asses he's the reason they're in this mess he's a brother but not really he's a son but not really he's a father but not really he's a sect leader with no sect he's so selfish he puts everyone before himself he made so many choices there was nothing else he could have done like no wonder it's so difficult for people to understand him he's literally everything

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

My problem is that I have betrayed everything that I am for phone in bed

september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together

in november I'm getting my shit together