My next fic is going to be my 69th posted work. Naturally, I have to do something for that but I'm not sure what.
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My next fic is going to be my 69th posted work. Naturally, I have to do something for that but I'm not sure what.
okay the first few episodes of Second Star to the Left are such a comfy world to exist in?? I want my own bot to talk to and take care of too
I Want to Write A Space Story
...but I have no ideas.
When I was younger, from kindergarten to about fourth or fifth grade, I used to be obsessed with space and even wanted to work at NASA. Not to be an astronaut though, that sounded like too much work lol. I actually wanted to be an astrophysicist.
Looking back, I think that was my first hyperfixation. Anyway, it eventually waned and now I feel guilty reading anything to do with space or even just looking at the night sky. So, maybe if I write something, I'll feel better about it. I've just spent so much time avoiding space that now I have no ideas.
I can't even decide if it should be an original work or a fanfic. Though that's partially because if I think an idea doesn't fit any of the characters I write fanfic about, I'll turn it into an original work instead. Can't let a good idea go to waste.
Not Dead!
Sorry I haven't been active the past week. I was in a mental hospital, so I wasn't allowed internet access for the week I was in there. I heard a lot of horror stories, but the place I went to was actually decent. I even had time to think up more fanfic ideas (and an original space story)
Anyway, I've got some IRL stuff along with fanfic stuff to catch up on because of that. But, to make up for my absence, I've posted my fic for the AFO Zine on Ao3! And on Sunday, the third chapter for The Other Father gets posted. From there, it updates weekly.
i just binged Among the Stars and Bones and as a linguistics- and tscosi fan it brings me an irrational amount of joy that there seems to be a theme with audio drama writers using complicated alien pronoun systems in their xenolinguistic plot points
made a june moodboard
anyone else having a small identity crisis over the ever changing nature of hyperfixating on a specific person or character and feeling like you finally found what you want to be like, look like, live like, while simultaneously knowing the obsession will fade and you will be left once again scrambling to find pieces of yourself in other places and people and pictures, to construct yourself anew, to figure out what you want all over again from scratch?
the great thing about being a solitary mostly atheist witch mainly working with the concept of open label placebos is i can just decide to celebrate the winter solstice by lighting candles and watching x files and no one can stop me