i love this toy

character stuf dont read unless u give a shit

honesly wondering whether or not to throw racial issues into lem n toi’s story like…. dawg toi would be like an arab dude living in like colorado he’d probably have somewhat of a rough time?!?! his hijab-wearing sisters would if anything.. but IDK like i want to bring attention to the discrimination being faced by middle eastern ppl but idk if i should w/ this particular story iunno iunno. 

ALSO WTF big change but i kind of feel the need to fucking change toi’s stupid ass name?!?!?!?!? like i love him, i love his stupid name it’s charming but at the same time it’s just TOO dumb. i feel like i could .. idk give him a real actually like ARAB SOUNDING NAME.. and have toi be like what everybody called him as like a nickname or something IDK IDK!!!!!! tell me wht u think bc i’m honestly going thru w/ it unless anybody’s got any objections.

6

A few WiPs of a few pieces that I’ve been going back and forth on during free time to actually try and complete one day

I know I have a really bad habit of just posting WIPs instead of well…finishing things. (whoops)_(┐「ε:)_ But I’ve found that it’s an easier way to keep me slightly motivated when I don’t have deadlines. Doesn’t help that I have the attention span of a little kid in a toy store. And I love looking back at them to help pick out mistakes or things to go back and work on later. 

anonymous asked:

Omg I love this meme. Can I ask two? (I've noticed you give v in-depth answers, so if that's too troublesome never mind at all): CoT, #12 and #14. -- xoxo, goodboots (who foolishly forgot her Tumblr password)

Certainly, old friend!  You’re not the first person to ask for two.

12: What do you like least about this fic?

The thing I like least about this fic is one and the same as the thing I like most about it: how long it’s taken me to complete it.  I started writing this series in 2005, but it didn’t really pick up significant pace until 2010 - 2012.  Now, here we are in 2017 with one more story to go.  The context in which I resent CoT’s longevity is the realization that I’ve completed much longer works (The Series / Book of Hours is a great example) in less time.  CoT is at this point in time around 232,000 words, and the series I just cited is over 300k and took me only about 9 months.  I end up telling myself I’m capable of a lot more discipline than spreading 232,000 across 12 years.  I can be unforgiving of my occasional inconsistency, but then I remind myself that CoT has served a function in my life unlike any other project to date.

14: Is there anything you want readers to learn from this fic?

Trying is the most important thing you can ever do.  Trying is everything.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never