born to yawp forced to yap
destined to carpe diem fated to yolo
intended to dead poets honor doomed to on my soul
Hey not to ruin anyone’s day but how long do you think Charlie stood by the edge of Todd’s bed, looking down at his peaceful sleeping form and steeling himself for the message he couldn’t delay forever? How long do you think he stood trying to give Todd just a little more time existing in a world that Neil was still in?
My only new year's resolution is to leave more comments on AO3
"military time" do NOT disrespect miss 24hs she would never join the imperialist machine
This works the other way around too
original
finals season can really drain the academic out of you
i write for myself not for comments but dear god getting comments does so remind me of the joy of writing and sharing something
“you look tired are you okay?”
no i’m not i spent all night writing about depressed gay people thanks for asking tho
the thing about german trains is that they're always late, except when you're already running late in which case they will either be precisely on time or just late enough that you can see them drive away as you reach the platform.
Hi everyone.
This is a PSA for everyone who reads my works on Ao3: they have been locked down and are now available to registered Ao3 users only.
Ao3 has been scraped again.
My writing is mine. It might be self-indulgent slop, but it is MINE. And if some scraper thinks they can simply just take my self-indulgent slop from me without a fight, they've got another thing coming.
Fuck scrapers. Fuck ChatGPT. Fuck AI. Fuck them all, and fuck them for making it so that I don't feel safe keeping my works open for guest readers to enjoy.
fanfiction truly being the savior for everyones sanity