"so how did you two meet"

she messaged me on tumblr and we became obsessed with each other literally immediately and now we are bound by the red string of fate

there’s absolutely nothing better than reading a 100k word fanfic, that is until you remember you have a body that is starving, thirsty and incredibly sleep deprived and hasn’t used the bathroom since the sun set 8 hours ago

fantastic article. (i wasn’t aware we were allowed to have sports writers who actually knew how to write.)

✨Having someone who is invested in your story and discusses it with you is like a solid half of the fun of writing. I'm not even kidding.✨

josh knows what the people want and it's players in the turn ahead the clock jerseys

$50,000 immediately dropped into my bank account wouldn't improve EVERYTHING but boy it sure would be a grand, sexy little start to a good, happy life path, don't you think

hey hey hey

Assigning you a song that makes white people go nuts (from experience)

LGBT more like. Let’s Go To Bed. Let’s go bed to. Let’s. It’s bedtime.

"you need to let it go" that would be really cool, unfortunately I'll take it with me to the grave

I haven't played like. ANY. of the games i've been tagged in lately (tbf i've had a cold and i'm just now starting to feel better) so here, have a tiny snip from my @sterekcollabang WIP, The Devil in the Next Room:

Derek drifted toward the alley involuntarily, a fish on a line. His heart fell. A witch, pale as the dead, stood at the end of the alley cornered by palace officers. They were all human, but they had weapons, and the witch looked like he was about to keel over. A thin silver chain dangled between the fingers of his left hand. His eyes were wide but glazed. Derek should run. He couldn’t risk being spotted by the officers who—despite their allegiance to the king—would no doubt report to the High Priestess. He clenched his free hand, digging his claws into palm. The witch swayed and tipped against the wall. The chain slipped down, but he managed to hold onto it. The officers advanced on him. Derek’s jaw clenched. So many witches were dead or imprisoned. Could he walk away from this one? He threw the last of his krill bowl at the back of the nearest officer’s head. The fried fish exploded against his hair, spattering sauce and meat all down his back. He shouted and whipped around. Derek charged with his head lowered, shoulder-checking them both into one of the garbage bins lining the alley. He threw the witch’s left arm over his shoulders and pulled him close. He wasn’t quite unconscious, so he managed to stay upright with Derek taking most of his weight while they ran. He was burning with fever even though both of their coats. “Keep to the sliver,” he slurred. “Shh,” Derek snapped. He could hear the officers swearing and clambering up to chase them. They had to get off the street. He swiveled his head until he saw an opening between a tailor and hat shop. He maneuvered the witch over the uneven rocks and into the scraggly, dry grass.

whoever wants to play or just look at my shiny new story @raisesomehale @dear-massacre @noxnthea @satashiiwrites @tkwritesdumbassassins

@cephalog0d @nerdy-stilinski @halevetica @2dents @thotpuppy

anyone that i missed <3

Reblog so everyone can hear what they need.

please give me all your thoughts and tell me all about your process, i'd love to hear about all of it, and yes i am procrastinating agonizing trying to outline a potential story, why do you ask

The person I reblogged this from is awesome as fuck.

I need more AUs where Dex and Nursey are dads and meet each others at their kids class.

You ever read fanfic so god tier you have to wait for real life to load back in so you spend half the day doing tasks with that dead look in your eye, replaying all your favorite moments?