#but im kind of struggling with college exams and teenager shit

[garyfischy]

i was gonna make a comic about 24 vbros quitting being a henchman after 21 died and maybe transitioning. but then i had a mental health crisis of my own and i lost all motivation for it

not that anyone woulda read it, but i could still make a really sick title splash page because i had that at least storyboarded out

[not-poignant]

Braaaah the motherfucking pain I'm feeling rn. Okey, I've been in this fandom since you started updating FTDWR that was like when I was like 15/16 and all that teenage girl angst willy nilly. You are the reason why I chose to go into english/creative writing for college because of your way of words. Your storybuilding amazes the fuck outta me. I've been following your writing to this day because like wtf bro, these characters are their own persons with their own dynamic issues which I (1•4)

absolutely adore BUT HERE'S THE PROBLEM PIA IM REREADING FTDWR! I chose this as a reward for finishing another college semester alive but now it's like a punishment ;-; fucking pitch with his "im not going anywhere" like BITCH YES YOU ARE (T-T) omfg and then the fucking smut! THE FUCKING SMUT SO GOOD HOW DID MY YOUNG SELF SURVIVE THAT?! Now, after finishing each chapter, I don't get the novelty of being left in the dark, wondering what's gunna happen next! I KNOW EXACTLY WHATS GUNNA HAPPEN //

I KNOW THAT PITCH IS GUNNA GET FUCKED BY THE NIGHTMARE FUCKS IN THE GYM, JACK IS SO FUCKING SAD AND WEAK AND SAD, BUT JACK IS GUNNA SEE MORA AGAIN, GOOD BYE SWORD HELLO GIANT AX THING, HELLO TO YOU TOO ANGRY PITCH WELCOME BACK, AND GOOD MORNING TO YOU BIG ARMCHAIR ;)))))  The struggle is nonexistent rn because I transcended waaaay past it like on chapter 10 or so >_> // So that's my dilemma and oh boy is it gunna double once I get into game theory and shit like oh man oh boy, I thought I was stressing out now? I gotta prep some tissues and hot chocolate for myself in a few days. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I fucking love you and thank you for giving me the chance to read your stuff and to pursue something that I enjoyed but too afraid to pursue, this has officially been the longest anon message I've sent you #NoRegrets  (4•4)

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(Response under the read more).

Ahahaha, I am living for this.

Okay, firstly, it is so so...so amazing that I had anything to do with you going into writing/creative writing, but more importantly - YES COME JOIN US IN THE WORD PITS (it sounds like you’ve long been in the word pits but YESSSSS). Like, the more writers we can get in the world, the better. *high fives* I bet you’re an amazing writer. :D

Secondly, ahhhh, you’ve been reading this stuff for such a long time! I’m just *rolls around happily*

Congrats on finishing your college semester alive (that’s a big deal. It’s hard to do. I miss university until I remember the essays and exams and it’s like ‘right, no, moving on’).

And look yes, you do have to prep some tissues and hot chocolate and stuff and here I have some jaffas (are they an Australian thing? I don’t know), and I’ve also got cats for cuddles and a whole bunch of other stuff like soft fluffy blankets and marshmallows (everyone needs marshmallows right?) and all of that kind of stuff because I’ve heard that the rereads can be kind of intense for some? I can’t imagine why. I don’t write angsty stuff at all. e.e

I just, oh man, thank you so much for your asks, they are amazing. Thank you for writing to me, thank you for following your own passions into writing - I know it’s a tough job and a lot of people choose something else but I’m a firm believe that art is a form of anarchy/rebellion, and we need that so much in this day and age, and just sdkljafsda

Take care of you, anon! And stay awesome. :D