arson-duck

[arson-duck]

[arson-duck]

[arson-duck]

Why does he need a- … oh

[arson-duck]

[after sucking the meat clear off your bones] what are we

[arson-duck]

Can- can you draw ghost big cheesin’ too? 🥺

I would draw anyone big cheesing...

[arson-duck]

[arson-duck]

[arson-duck]

*sits down to write a smut fic* The plot of this smut fic is that Character A believes himself abandoned by God.

[arson-duck]

i've been neglecting drawing gid with curly hair... righting my wrongs

[arson-duck]

(Because I'm extra) have two unposted paragraphs from Your Hand Grenade Heart (spoilers sort of??)

<3<3<3<3

I was raised Catholic, but I only invoke the almighty when I remember how he tasted. God, the way he tasted. Like mint, and the kick it gets when you drink something after. Cold as gunmetal. Brutal and quenching. There was a layer of sweat on his upper lip, and a cut on his lower one where his teeth had broken the chapped skin. Savory, sweet, brine of blood.

He wouldn't open for me, give me more, give in to what we both wanted. Not even when I begged him with gasping breaths, low desperate whines. I remember my hands, unsteady with desire, digging into his sides, running over his shoulders. Unsure whether he was real under my touch or just another dream. Either way, I should've known it was too good to last.

WRITERS:

Scroll through your WIP at random & stop at a random spot - the last paragraph on the screen is what you're gonna use to get people to read your WIP.

Pitch your WIP w/ that paragraph now !!! [If you want ofc-]

I'll start:

"He looked at Aurora, who seemed just as confused as he did. She raised one hand, putting it to her mouth, before she blew a giant fireball at the Spitopus." -Deaths Diner

[arson-duck]

[arson-duck]

Me, reading my fic drafts: Damn this is pretty good, when's the author gonna finish it?

[arson-duck]

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

[arson-duck]

A close up of the Blanket Octopus during a blackwater dive with The Three P diving club , Romblon Island, Philippines. Credit: Joseph Elayani

[arson-duck]

"you don't post your dead dove fics on anon?" no, all of my dead dove, dirty, disgusting gay smut are posted on my main. I have no shame. normalize a girl being a pervert and a sex-crazed freak

[arson-duck]

favoured