Y'all remember when Uraraka was hated on for getting in the way of Bakudeku? So funny how it's actually the opposite and Deku got in the way of Togachako
Am I in a listen to comfort music form of sadness? Or am I in listen to sad music to fester my growing self-hatred? Only time will tell.
In ancient China women in high positions didn't clip their nails as a show of status and because their nails would get very long they needed to wear protectors over them
If you look at Ningguang's sprite she has the protectors on her thumb, ring, and pinkie finger, but her pointer and middle don't have the protectors
...Snip snip
So I just finished the NaNoWriMo story I was doing for school yesterday, and then last night I thought of another fucking story.
Long story short, I've come up with the plot, 11 characters, their names, and their pasts, and I created a playlist for my MC.
I'm chronically online but not in a "I know what goes on" kind of way, it's more like a "I can name every meme from 2000-2020" way
I started one! It's called "Swords and Situations", and my user is MitsuriBestGirl. It's a knight and princess au, it's only one chapter so far but there will be more, I'm planning on updating weekly and I'm around halfway done with the second chapter!
Satosugu has 4,000 fanfics on ao3
Nobamaki has 500
I will rectify this transgression
Is there anyone else that when they get hit with inspiration act dramatically for no reason?
Like I recently got a story idea, and when I did I was looking up as the thought was formulating and then when it finished, I slammed my head forward really hard. Knocking my headphones to the floor, and then giving myself a mild headache from how hard I slammed it forward.
Step 4: Never actually write.
How to write:
Step 1: Plan.
Step 2: Ignore plan.
Step 3: Write chaos.
Kid: Oh yeah?! Well your mom's gay!
Nimona: Mwhahahah! MWHAHAHAHA! BEHOLD!
*gestures to Ballister and Ambrosius holding hands*
My favorite thing ever is Dorian going "Women are so emotional" In the very same chapter that he flung himself onto a sofa, collapsed onto a chair, sobbed, and believed himself to be going insane.
"There seemed to him to be something tragic in a friendship so colored by romance"My ao3 is 'Dyke_0'
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