Reblog If You've Found Friendship Because Of Your Fandoms.

so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch

Farewell online privacy

I need to flex my writing fingers

While rewriting my WIP chapter. I need to play with the brain.

Send me 5-10 word Life Series prompts in my asks and I'll make something about the length of a drabble. No smut otherwise go wild. Also I do better with serious stuff but wouldn't be opposed to attempting something relatively cracky.

The different answers to one single question.

The Red Winter is coming.

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So I got into The Life Series...

Anyway, this is available as a print on my Redbubble :D

Spin the wheel and let it randomly assign you a gender identity.

You’ve always been able to hear the whispers of gods. They’re all always saying different things, so it’s difficult to pick out what any of them are saying at any given time... But one day, you hear all the voices converge into one. "RUN AWAY! FLEE! PLEASE!"

Meanwhile, just across the street and sides of the law...

The Clock Cafe

Allegedly run by one of the oldest crime families in the country as a money laundering front, the Clock Cafe is well-loved for its affordable drinks and signature decorated cakes — the icing designs are exquisite, and they can be yours for the low, low price of your shoes. Presently across the street from the Bad Boys Bakery, though the Clock Cafe was here first. 

Cleo [last name unknown]: Single mother of two rambunctious adult sons, she mainly handles the back-end work of the cafe and is rarely seen at the front. Her hostility towards the Bad Boys is more due to Grian’s effect on Scar than anything else. Suspected to have blackmail material on the rest of the underground, though she’s clearly not above bending the rules herself. Cleo has definitely not committed tax evasion, and any reports of necromancy are simply because she’s a great enjoyer of Halloween.  Scar Goodtimes [that cannot possibly be his real name]: Barista, cashier, and face of the Clock Cafe, Scar is easily the most recognisable owner. He shares the work of making the cafe’s iconic cakes with his brother and is always waiting at the counter to serve customers with a smile. He also has a crush on Grian, the grumpy baker from across the street, but he's being very subtle about it no matter what Bdubs says. Bdubs wouldn't know subtlety if it hit him in the face, anyway — Scar knows this because someone taped the word ‘subtle’ to their oven doors the other day. Scar also updates his reputation board daily. No one's quite sure what it means. Bdoubleo “Bdubs” Onehundred [I beg your pardon?]: Resident baker at the Clock Cafe, Bdubs is the reason for the frankly ridiculous collection of clocks and watches that covers the walls of the cafe. His eye for piping is unmatched, and also black and blue from hitting himself in the face with an oven door. Bdubs can usually be found either working on his next masterpiece, yelling affirmations at his plants so they grow better, or sleeping on the closest horizontal surface. 

The Clock Cafe is a beloved family-owned business situated in the heart of the city. Come in and relax with a lovely hot chocolate, or admire the towering cathedrals that are, in fact, cake. We only accept cash. Stop by soon, and have a great day! 

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Wow I finally achieved my trash panda phase!

What would your url be without these letters?

I'd be rawayarl