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i miss my dad. i know hes out saving the country and all but i miss him. petes always crawling under my covers every other day, cant seem to get this bed bug out of my bed. i know he doesnt hear it but i can hear the things he mumbles. he mumbles for you dad.
are you there? are you still fighting? i hope you are. mama and pete and me are counting on you.
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you liar. you stupid lIAR——
(the rest is scratched out, Mav realizes. The entire page is a bunch of seemingly random scribbles, but behind it are words. Lots of words.)
Contrary to popular belief, abandoned WIPs are crucial to the writer ecosystem, as they become the fertile soil from which completed works grow. Without them, the landscape would be sterile and barren
Love when writers do an insane amount of unnecessary research for their fics. I follow an author that did like 8 months of intense research into 14th century Scotland so they could write smut about it, and guess what. It was some fucking incredible porn AND I learned about old Scottish politics
I'm in desperate need of new icemav fics. I remember when we used to get like twenty new fics a day, and now we only get one every couple of days.
(& alas, my crippling obsession)
hey is jane does head actually her dolls head because she lost hers
if you ship rooster with maverick i need you to get the fuck away from me what is wrong with you
THE WAY HIS TONGUE IS OUT WHEN THEYRE KISSING 😭😭😭😭😭😭
A girlboss too needs some domestic fluff, friends to lovers, post canon slow-burn fic from time to time Dialogue is from this lovely fic by LapinPuff in AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/31791004/chapters/78697144
dude sexually inexperienced ice i need more of that
[the gang records instructional videos]