So its 3:36 in the morning here and I cant sleep. I had a good conversation with my sister and some things came up. Talks about how we love writing. The thing is I want to write so much more. More than what i did before. Which comes to the topic now.
*sits down looking at everyone still here*
I'm not going to keep writing here. I know it seemed obvious as I have not done so in a long ass time. When this quarantine happened I thought for a moment "Hey maybe I will get back to it." but when I opened my laptop I just didn't feel it anymore.
Dont get me wrong I loved writing these fics. Each one was a different little adventure. Getting into how I thought each ego would be and how they will interact to the world. Staying up evil laughing knowing the angst I was typing up. Laughing as my DM was blasting with my friends screeching "WHY FATES WHY!!" at a new update. Reading the eager comments for the next part. I live for it all. The sweet people telling me how much they love reading it or how it made their day. I dont forget that. You all made my day too.
You all came here when I was in such a bad spot. Feeling defeated. Seeing no other way to go. Then I made a new account and just started typing. I started to smile again. I was making fun stories. I met new friends here. Discovered new works and art here. It all came in when I needed it most. Something to look forward too. The joy I felt just made me whole again.
Things change. I slowly did new things outside this place. Tried my hand to do more in new things. I still turned around to here but I didn't know what to write anymore. I didn't know how to press on. I had so many other ideas that I wanted to pursue and it was not here.
But this page is not disappearing. Its staying up. For anyone to read. To look back on. For fun little reads. I'm not leaving the site. I still have friends here that I look at their work, being this is their main outlet. I will just not be posting my own work anymore. Not even on the art account too. Maybe if I feel to so every so often for art. I'm going to be writing new things on Wattpad for now.
This little safe place will always be your little safe spot for when you want to have a little read. I know I have unfinished things here. Unanswered questions for plots. That's is where you will have your fun with it. You can think of their endings. Their happy endings. It's all up to you. That they get their S/O. That they live happily with their family. Cuz that's what I was going toward. They live their lives, going through the bad and good. There characters are for everyone to think of how they evolve and we all do have fun writing about it.
Thank you so much for reading my sweet peeps. *stands up and bows* Keep on reading.
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Fates hops off and walks to the door. She looks back at the faces behind her and smiles. "I'm off guys."
"Dont be a stanger." Bim sniffles.
"Pull it together man!" Ed hides a sniffle. "We promised."
Oliver just cries as his brothers just pat him and tear up. "But but... shes leaving!!"
"For clarity she is not leaving entirely if you recall. Simply move on to new works." Google sighs. "Still we will miss you."
"No fear men!" Silver hiccups. "No tears..."
"I'm not crying you are." Jackie puffs his chest out but his lip quivers.
"Let's be supportive here." Scheep half smiles. "She has come far here."
"Why am I getting this feeling of sending out my child to the big world?" Dr. Iplier wipes a single tear.
"MY BABY!!" Marvin cries out. He blows his nose in his cape.
"All grown up and moving out." Chase holds on Marvin looking like a proud dad.
"Just because she is not writing about us does not mean she isn't still a fan. She still watches the boys." Host tries to relax the egos.
"See everything is alright." Jameson smiles as he signs. "You know she still doddles us."
Anti messes up Fates hair. "You came here when you had chopped short hair and look at this. Its literally at your chest now."
"I thought it would be nice to grow it." Fates let's her hair flow out.
Anti snikers as he messes her hair one more time. "Still a nerd."
Wilford poops Fates nose. "The door is always open for you." He smiles. "Always."
Dark doesn't say much. He just coughs and pats Fates back. She just smiles at him and nods. She knows what he means to say. She steps away and then gets spun around. Dark hugs her tight. The others gasp. Wilford laughs and holds his hand out to the others. "Pay up." Slowly everyone hands him 20 bucks each.
Dark lets go and does a slight smile. "Keep writing."
"Definitely." Fates chuckles.
She opens the ego door and looks back as they all wave. She waves and slowly closes the door. There are so many other doors in the hall. Each one leading to a different room filled with different characters from new stories. She steps away from the ego door but smiles back at it.
"Thanks guys." She walks out the hall to the new doors.
