Isn’t It Strange How You Can Deem Something So Precious And Beautiful, Yet To Another It Is Anything

i hate when i’m having a good cry and then an eyelash or something gets in my eye. like fuck man it took me all day to find a moment to get the good cry session i really need and now i have to stop for this ?? absolute blasphemy

in the end all you have is yourself, your comfort fictional characters and archive of our own

“man i’m glad none of my irl friends can see the shit i post on tumblr”

then i remember

the one

hiya :)

i got a fanfic idea fairly recently for the lost boys so here’s a lil description..

It’s the late 1880s and David had recently met a charming young man named Dwayne, taking him under his wing and into his home. Dwayne had seen the wretched parts of life, but David’s world was something he was never expecting. His newfound discovery was wynorrific, but would it tear their blossoming relationship apart or bring them closer together?

i still have some things to work out with the plot, but i’ve got it set out for the most part. just needa get to writing more than a few pages now..

it’s gonna be called sweet orange blossom, and likely won’t be published till winter comes around, but i got other works in progress currently too so yk

Love nonbinary people forever, regardless of how they look, how they present, what pronouns do they look or whether they want to pursue medical transition or not. An AMAB nb person has a beard and looks like a bear? Good for them. An AFAB agender person is breasting boobily down the stairs? Good for them! A genderflux person decides to pursue medical transition and still be genderflux? Fantastic stuff imo. A nonbinary person does not want to disclose their ASAB? Also great! Again, love nonbinary people forever, unconditionally so.

the point of writing is to make your readers feel either sick or shattered. either make them feel so disgusted they taste bile in their throats, or make them feel so devastated and heartbroken they’ll never be the same again

This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.

writing really is just googling synonyms. that's it. just a constant carousel of "I used this word two paragraphs ago, what is another word for this word"

I need you to understand that when I say "comments are appreciated!" I mean that I will reply to every one of them. I mean that an email with an ao3 notification has a higher priority than a message from my mother. I mean that I will have entire discussions in the comment section if you're up for it. Message me on tumblr and I will have the same discussions on an even more unhinged level. I will dissect entire personalities and ships and fictional political structures and worldbuilding with you. I will become your new best friend. You already ARE my new best friend. At the last battle, I would raise Anduril and say "For my ao3 readers" while a single tears rolls down my cheek, and dive into the fray. I would upload from beyond the grave if someone asked about the next chapter

here’s a little drawing i made for my fanfic that i might publish soon :3

it’s a lost boys fanfic that’s just sweet and fluffy cuz i kinda needed that tbh. it’s a paul x reader, with the other boys being mentioned

for anyone interested, i’ll post it on ao3, my account being WoodlandStars13

i hope you enjoy :)

and even if you don’t read it and whatnot, i hope you have a lovely day!