Any good story (or in this case, blog) needs some sort of introduction. Could be anything from how the harsh War had inspired Grandma to make her casserole to console her little ones. Or the epic car chase a spy finds themselves in to get the first of many clues involving an elusive diamond. Even better could be the classic cliche of a brief moment from a nightmare where the writer snaps awake as the jaws of a bloodthirsty creature brushes against their neck.
However, I find it best to introduce myself by letting you down gently. One: I am not involved in any major wars. Two: I am not a super spy either. And finally three:.... that's debatable.
I am simply a depressed young adult who so dearly wants to be a writer despite the fact of the many, MANY stressors that happen in my life among all the other misfortunes.
I'm not going to David Copperfield you here and go on about the story of my birth. Instead, I will tell you about one of my many stories I have. The story of my internet name.
Looking at the word Vintage, you'd probably think, "Ohhhh so they must be one of THOSE people who love to collect old fahsion and antiques, huh?" As much as I do have a curiosity in such things, you would be incorrect. Among an old friend group of mine, another friend of mine and I shared the same name. Since I was the orginal memeber of the group they decided to call me Vintage.
And the word midnight (midnite) is simply because I appreciate the atmosphere of nighttime.
As one of my professors taught me, the best way to start something is to just do it. So here we gooooooo!!!
#reblog
My brain is just busy screaming at me,
“Create something motherfucker! The world may be ending but your work will not!!!”
I’m dead serious on this. I’m so pissed off today cuz I’ve come to realize just people who I think I care about will do this shit to me. I’m not gonna ignore the logic it was just a few seconds. I’ll just feel sad. But because you made me feel that way then why did you think it was good idea to do said thing in the first place without some kind of plan? That’s the thing. You had no plan. You just didn’t care I was gonna get the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
Real talk, but if you think people who get upset easily are too stupid to comprehend logical reasons behind actions then get tf out
I hate the “open floor plan” that everyone is obsessed with in houses now. I want nooks and crannies and bizarre floor plans. I don’t need to be able to see what someone is doing on the other side of the house. I want places to hide and lurk and dwell in the shadows. I am the beast who awaits in the labyrinth
I did ittttt
My name is PrinceoftheBendedPaw and welcome to my blog!
I have decided to create this blog to interact with other fanfiction writers, readers, and fandom enthusiasts as to help motivate myself as well as others!
I currently have my sole homebase on ye olde Fanfiction.net, but I am in the process of awaiting an invitation to also post on AO3. There appears to be a massive bot and scam problem on writing sites nowadays, which I am trying to overcome the best I can. Other writers have commiserated with me on the subject. Being absent from the fanfiction writing stratosphere for the last number of years only to come into contact with this issue has been jarring, to say the least.
I have written a few fanfiction for primarily Blue Exorcist, but nowadays, my hyperfixation has been Cult of the Lamb.
I'm still figuring out how I want to use this blog, but I'm open to suggestions!
-End of introduction-
I think I’m kinda doing the Hokey Pokey with relationships and it’s all fuxked. Can’t keep my head straight on
the worst thing about house of leaves is how Stupid I look reading it in public lmao. yes I know I’m holding the book upside down and turning it in circles
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