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it must feel good as an indie developer to spend a million years sealed away in your little cave working on a game and then when you release it, the entire internet breaks under the demand

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Shouldn’t you know?

Staring deep into the crystalline water, for just a moment, I knew. Just like I had known before, at the beginning of every milestone I put my mind to. I would either do it or die trying. I had done it before, I would just have to do it one more time. And, maybe, when all was over, I could finally rest. 

Chapter 9 is here and I'm already losing my mind thinking about Chpt. 10.

You can read A House in Pelican Town here. x

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good news the new chapter is almost ready except for this One Big Scene that i Don't Wanna Write

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i still find it fascinating, to some extent, how every september for four years in a row now i'm always having a terrible time. it's always the same time of the year.

it gets better by october. it has to.

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losing all hope was freedom.

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i ❤️ pathetic men

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isn't it great how i wrote

"And then it hit him that, just as much as present Seb sometimes wished to switch places with his past self, the other way around was also true."

and then exactly seven days later i'm called out by my therapist for not validating all the things i have that my past self would die and kill for haha i swear my characters are totally not biased

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Tonight will be different.

She met him at the door and he could almost pretend he was coming home from work. Joints aching as she hugged him, breathing in the scent of her perfume as they kissed. And then they would be together, waiting for dinner to get ready, sitting next to each other and talking about their days at work. They would slow dance to his old jazz music and work next to each other on their hobbies, or cuddle on the couch and read by the fire. And then Harvey would finally have something to call his own. 

I love hurt no comfort and I love the friends that allow me to play dolls with their OCs in this scenario.

Written for my dearest @frootbelloop.

You can read Clandestine Meetings here. x

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As long as Sam was around, it would be okay.

What a hellish nightmare it was to search for the pack in his pockets and find nothing but his favorite lighter. He groaned and kept marching toward the trees, the stars showing up in the colorful sky, small dots of the past’s brightness. Sebastian wondered what he could possibly be doing whenever the current glimmer of those stars finally reached this Earth, years from now. 

I thought that writing Sambastian would be diffucult, so imagine my surprise after I had the most fun ever making this.

Written for @theasnewgroove.

You can read Paradise here.

♥︎ dividers by @saradika-graphics

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Freedom is having nothing to prove, nothing to hide.

[...] It was hot and the sweat made it all sticky, the atmosphere heavy with the heat and the electricity and something else, something more, something unspoken and still covered with a sheer veil of mystery. Until they broke the spell, a hot knife cutting through cloth, and ice, and wood, and the limits of time and space. 

Chérie has possibly ripped me out of all of my comfort zones in its writing process, but I'm happy with how it turned out.

Written for @bowling-alleycarpet.

Read it here. x

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and how do you feel after realizing you're not really missed

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writers are either tortured or horny. or both

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possession horror where the thing possessing the autistic character causes them to behave in a more neurotypical way. autistic possession horror where the thing inside you is easier to communicate with than you are, the thing inside you doesn’t have a flat affect, the thing inside you doesn’t let your body stim, the thing inside you is how you were told to behave and you can only do it when you are no longer you. autistic possession horror where you will never forget that everyone liked it better than you before they found out something was controlling you. autistic possession horror where they know what’s inside you isn’t you and debate whether it would be easier for everyone to leave you like this anyway. you agree. reblog.

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y'all enable only the wrong people and I will not be elaborating on that

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partygoer: I miss tumblr

girl who has at least 20 hours screentime on tumblr per week: yeah me too crazy how no one uses it anymore

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"I sort fics by kudos and only kudos on stories with high kudos counts, why aren't there more stories with high kudos, I ran out of things to read." You're part of the problem.

"Authors artificially inflate comment counts by thanking people, I can't find anything with a real comment count to read." No they fucking are not, they're grateful for engagement.

"I can't read anything under 100k." That's the majority of fics you're ignoring, most novels aren't even that long.

"I don't have time to look for the incredibly rare diamond in the rough, so I won't read anything below a certain amount of kudos, comments, and hits." Those fics are popular because people gave them a chance and then snobs like you found them.

"I won't read anthing with a single typos." You made typos in that sentence, get off your high horse.

"One singular author didn't thank me for commenting, I'm never commenting on any fic again so I don't get burned." You're punishing people because someone didn't give you engagement they don't owe you that they might not have seen.

"This fic is three months old, it's so old, it doesn't matter if I comment or kudos, it's old." Fics do not have expiration dates, comment and kudos.

You're killing your fandoms with your snobbish behaviors.