my hot topic cashier had big buttons that said “ask me about my fursona” and “submissive” on his lanyard but no name tag because thats just too personal i guess
The one time I check the url to see if it’s one-time-i-dreamt and it’s not
Tag: FUCK
I almost threw my phone.
Oh my god
I thought it was going to be a jumpscare maze, but it was far worse.
ONE OF MY FAVORITE COLD OPENS EVER
I laughed out loud in Starbucks because of this
This is a masterwork of storytelling which is also a rollercoaster from beginning to end.
My main problem as a writer is that I don’t write because “I have a story to tell”. I write because there are worlds I want to visit, ideas I want to explore, people I want to meet, conversations I want to hear, emotions that I want to express, and impossibilities I want to make real.
Which means that I still need a fucking plot.






