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omg guys, there’s this series of GF shorts named “Shop at Home with Mr. Mystery” which originally aired in November 2015 and is basically a bunch of fake commercials featuring puppet!Stan trying to ged rid of various Mystery Shack junk, and I really regret not watching it sooner because it’s a *freaking treasure*. can’t remember the last time I got this inspired to draw GF shit :D

(Bill and Stan’s phone talk is from this short and this line actually made me freak out for a second because knowing Alex, it’s either a subtle foreshadowing to the finale, or a hint that Bill is still in Stan’s mind :)))

I’ll Follow You Into the Dark

Alex is surprised to see Maggie. So surprised that her breath catches in her throat and tears prick at her eyes and she has to pinch herself to make sure it’s real.

Maggie wears trackpants and that damn orange t-shirt she stole from Alex all those years ago.

It was the exact outfit she had died in.

Which is mostly why Alex hadn’t expected to see her; you don’t usually see your dead fiance at work on a Tuesday. But she’s there, and she’s walking towards Alex and her hair has that just-woken-up mess to it.

“Maggie,” she breathes, “what are you doing here?”

Maggie smiles sadly and nods her head towards the alien with a gun pointed at Alex, frozen in place, just moments from pulling the trigger.

“I’m… I’m about to die, aren’t I?”

“Afraid so, Danvers.” Her voice sounds exactly like it used to, and Alex feels her heart soar despite the predicament she’s in. “He’ll pull the trigger in a few seconds, it’ll hit you in the chest. You’ll bleed out too quickly, before anyone can get to you. Before Kara can get here.”

“Wow. I really should’ve waited for back up,” Alex says, deadpanned. Maggie laughs. She takes another step towards Alex, standing directly between her and the alien.

“I’m sorry it had to happen like this,” Maggie tells her, “I’m sorry Kara or J’onn aren’t here. You shouldn’t be alone for this.”

“I’m not alone; I’ve got you,” Alex says fiercely, tears forming in her eyes. Maggie cocks her head to the side, in the way she knows drives Alex mad.

“You’ll always have me,” Maggie promises, taking a few more steps towards Alex and standing beside her, shoulder to shoulder. “But I can’t hold this off for much longer. Time will start again soon.”

“Does it hurt?” Alex whispers, her voice shaking.

“It’s just like going to sleep,” Maggie says, and Alex is grateful for the lie.

“Stay with me,” Alex says, somewhere between a command and a desperate plea.

“Forever,” Maggie says, and she reaches down, intertwining hers and Alex’s hands.

Alex takes a deep breath, before nodding her head. Maggie squeezes her hand.

A shot rings out.

Writing Inspiration 💜

Hey, are you stuck writing your first draft? Please, remember that first drafts don’t have to be pretty— they just have to be written. Okay?

Seriously. Culture puts a lot of pressure on writers (specially young writers) to make something amazing right off the start, but that just isn’t how writing works. First drafts are always bad. Always. How could they not be? You’re experiencing the story firsthand. I’ve met so many writers over the years who get stuck trying to make the first draft good because they think it’ll save time later on. SPOILERS: It doesn’t.

Here’s a piece of advice:

Nothing wastes time like trying to save time.

Just write your book. As the story changes (and it will) make notes of what you’ll fix later. Keep writing. Don’t stop ‘til the end. Remember that as a writer you don’t have to get it “right” on the first try. Revision is your best friend. Give it a call when you’re done. Okay? Okay.

I hope this helps. Keep writing, writerly friend~ ⭐️

When you speak I like to listen to you because when you speak it feels like hearing a story about the first time somebody saw the ocean, no matter what you’re saying.

يروق لِي الإنصات عندما تتحدث، فحديثك يشبه الاستماع لقصه عن شخص يرى المُحيط لأوّل مرّة، بغض النظر عمّا تقوله.

Though fairy tales end after ten pages, our lives do not. We are multi-volume sets. In our lives, even though one episode amounts to a crash and burn, there is always another episode awaiting us and then another. There are always more opportunities to get it right, to fashion our lives in the ways we deserve to have them. Don’t waste your time hating a failure. Failure is a greater teacher than success.
—  Clarissa Pinkola Estés