How Does One Find A QPP? Asking For A Sad Aroace Friend Who Just Wants Someone To Go On Adventures With,

reblogging this because I just had to scroll through my liked section to find this post cause I was looking for it again because I wrote something shy of 1k words of draft notes about this AU despite saying I wasn't going to rn. I did that instead of finishing my fic THAT I HAVE OPEN IN ANOTHER DOC.

Edit: ..it's 1.1k words now. I have yet to add a single word to my WIP. I need to close the other doc before it's too late.

Side note because I feel weird about sliding into someone's dms: OP, if you see this, let me know if you wanna plan this out together! I could use someone who's into Pokemon as my guiding light here. I haven't watched anything besides Indigo League and I hardly pay attention to the games. PLUS I feel so weird just taking this idea and running with it and leaving you behind cause it's your idea, even though you mentioned that you thought it'd be cool if someone wrote a fic about it. Uhh, that's all, I think! :]

desperately need someone to draw ochako as a pokemon protagonist and himiko as her rival

boop boop boop

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My rizzengan is working overtime rn cuz I’m trying my hardest to pull off the Anti-Fumble Jutsu

i watched one (1) video on how to draw hands that changed my life forever. like. i can suddenly draw hands again

these were all drawn without reference btw. i can just. Understand Hands now (for the most part, im sure theres definitely inaccuracies). im a little baffled

it's called dedication and commitment, more people should learn some smh /lh

probably not good that I'm obsessed with multiple couples that could theoretically stab each other and keep being in love

Ok funny character concept: an aroace vampire. He wants to eat the garlic bread, but he can’t. He is conventionally attractive, and people find him hot, but he just wants to be left alone. He thinks dragons are cool, but all of them see him as a rival due to them both having treasure hoards.

I am both at the same time.

There are two types of writers:

1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'

2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'

Shout-out to all my sad gays.

Shout-out to every lesbian not from Lesbos.

Shout-out to all my bi's who are just one person.

Shout-out to all my pans who prefer to hit people with pots.

Shout-out to all my polys who are one sided.

Shout-out to all my average omnis.

Shout-out to all my aros who can barely use a nerf gun, let alone a bow.

Shout-out to all my aces who aren't athletic.

Shout-out to all my trans folk who need to get something off their chest (or don't, shout-out to y'all too).

Shout-out to all my grays who are multicolored.

Shout-out to all my demis that are whole.

Shout out to all my aspecs that are part of absolutely nothing.

Shout-out out to all my unlabeled folks who are limited by their lack of motivation.

Shout-out to all my apls with food allergies.

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Shout-out to all my heteros that are carbon copies of another hetero.

Shout-out to all my cats.

"Um, It's Kind of a Lot" by Will Wood is so togachako-coded that it HURTS. Like, so give it a listen, but here are some of my favorite lyrics (majority of the song because ITS SO TOGACHAKO-CODED.)

"But I never been afraid of no one breaking my heart It's not like I'm 'bout to fall and cut my throat on the shards And I'm afraid of damn near everything All my life's a panic trip, a rocket ship to planet schizoid Hold me like a tourniquet, and I'll you, like an iron maiden I've grown used to fear But no, not to you yet, my dear"

"Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death I'm not used to this How did it happen, baby? Oh, I love you so much it scares me half to death The other half, I guess, I'm giving to you Oh, baby"

"Oh, I'm afraid that you'll change your mind I'm afraid there's somebody better I'm afraid of four-letter words, like "love", "for" And "ever", or whatever And I'm afraid you'll notice all my flaws I'm afraid you already have, obviously And I'm afraid I'll come on too strong Hold you too tight and scare you too"

"But I never been afraid to wear my heart on my sleeve At least to prove I'm weak and if you cut me I'll bleed Could you be the light my X-rays need?"

"Spit me out, you don't know where I've been Hold me at claw's length, baby I'm not used to fear of losing something I hold dear"

"So here's one last lyric to sum up these Thoughts I struggled to come up with To make me sound deep and smart and Then I promise I'll shut up Wait, let me think Hold on, I got this Anything but "I'm in love with you""

They’re struggling