one time i fell asleep in a discord group voice chat and my friends didnt wanna disturb me so they created a new voice channel, left the one i was in and renamed it
Today I was rereading some of the comments people left at Rejection and it was all so heartwarming and fun.
I love how on Wattpad people can comment on a specific paragraph! This led to lots of awesome threads of comments on some striking scenes, like when Sans first thought that Frisk was hot, or when Undyne appears running carrying Asgore (I lost that thread when I corrected a typo on that paragraph, never do that on Wattpad!! If I could go back, I would let it wrong and keep the thread!), or on THAT ONE LINE that had a very subtle lemon that some readers got and others don’t (very proud of that one).
Then I remembered I can never reread the comments on Rejection 2 and got sad :((
(Wattpad deleted my story for having pornographic content, with no warning)
reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city
ID: 2 pen drawings of septimus heap, a boy with short curly hair, wearing a cloak, trousers, boots and a tunic. Both drawings have a base sketch in orange and a more prominent, finished sketch over the top in pink.
In the first image he is drawn from the shoulder up, hand to his chest eyes closed in an expression that I, the artist, tried to make look smug or like he’s bragging. He has a speech bubble with a tumblr post edited into it, which is by user @/hustlerose, posted on May 2nd and reads “if i didnt get little treats sometimes. well i would fucking die i think”. The effect is that he is saying the contents of the post
The second image is a full body drawing, with the very bottom of the boots and the top of his hair cut off by the cropping of the image. Septimus has his hands vaguely spread to either side of him with a distressed expression, and the post he is saying is by @/longnuts, posted 6 days ago, and reads “Does anyone know what to do”
have you ever stayed up late with someone texting or chatting and known as the hours ticked by that you’d be ridiculously tired in the morning but it didnt matter because it was really fun and totally worth losing sleep over just to laugh with someone and enjoy their company maybe and then the next day you keep tiredly recalling how much fun it was
