so as everyone knows by now my blog has been a complete mess these past few days w/ all these anons exposing tumblr user @taetaetown (still can’t @ you :// ) to prevent anymore mess, i’m just going to compile all of the shit she’s done in this one post, you can make whatever you want of this. i’m not even going to delve into the fundraiser thing because its not my money but if you wanna dig into it i got some screenshots so just ask! also feel free to add anything more to this, im sure i haven’t covered everything. screenshots and explanations are under the cut.
You’re a life model and I’m an artist, but a really slow one, could you
maybe stick around so I can finish this brief please?
More Risace; I warned you I’ve got a lot of AUs sitting pretty in my head
The old bastard insists they go on to study higher
education, attempting to strong arm them into becoming marines.
As a member of
the Whitebeard ‘Gang’, Ace had absolutely no intention of going to ‘study at a
higher level’, but he’s not really been given much choice. So that’s why he’s
studying something Garp would never approve of.
you know, when i think about how much more active of a writer i was when i was a kid, it’s kind of depressing.
i mean, i had the original Big Epic Fantasy Novel in the works (which i still occasionally think about going back to, but probably never will), and that came to around 500 or 600 pages when you include the countless redrafts, 50-page synopsis, character sheets, lore, worldbuilding, sequel ideas, and assorted random scenes/episodes. then there was the 90-page evil granny novel, which we all know and (?) love, the rambling play about the two kids who get trapped in the underworld together and end up organising a rebellion against the Lord of the Dead, and at least five others - all of which were over a hundred pages long. and that’s not even counting the short stories, scripts, and poetry that i churned out on a fairly regular basis.
i think about it, and it’s like: wow, how the hell did i even do that? nowadays, if i can write something that’s over 10k, it feels like a huge achievement - and even when i do manage it, it invariably gets abandoned after i lose the motivation to finish it. i’m not sure if that’s because of lack of time or lack of drive, but either way it makes me a bit sad. i hope that one day i’ll get the chance to be as prolific as my weird, obsessive eight-year-old self was.