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This is canon guys im the pillow

Yeah sure we’ve all binged a long fic, but have you ever read a WIP and followed someone’s life?

Tidbits of information - (“I graduated today!”) - and small joys (“It’s my birthday!”) and you get to be there to say “This chapter made me cry, happy birthday, thank you for gifting us this”.

I remember reading this fic of someone at the end of high school, older than me then. They seemed infinitely wise, spoke of their future career and getting into the college they wanted. I remember them posting on days they felt like nothing could bring them down - and on days the whole world did and it’s the aftermath of a hospital visit. Cancer, I think it was, their father. I got to the end of the story, I know their father was fine, but also they got to finish their WIP. I graduated three years later than them, still dutifully wrote thank you notes in every comment. I wonder if they remember me, or just the collective of people reading the story as it updates.

Four years ago I was into my first year of university, my first year of figuring out being out in public spaces. I made excuses as to why my name didn’t match my paperwork and read a fic on the train, the same five chapters over and over again for the next years as I thought the story abandoned. It updated this week after such a long hiatus, I left another thank you comment.

There’s an author I love, they update their stories like a clockwork. When they don’t, I check their blog, just to see if their doing alright, not because I feel like they owe me, just to ensure whether I better get out my laptop to write that really detailed university level essay chapter analysis to get them smiling when their day sucked.

And then, once, when I was 17, I read a fic that hadn’t updated in over a decade. I wasn’t even in primary school when it started posting. On the last chapter, I left a comment that, in retrospect, was horribly rambly and most likely full of grammar mistakes. The author replied and though I couldn’t see their face, I thought of them crying. They were married now, had children, and hadn’t thought about this fic in years. They went through their files again, found another half written chapter and an outline. I got two new chapters to read that year.

And then, recently, someone told me they got back into writing original fiction because of my comments. I get to read nearly weekly chapters.

I love binge reading a finished fic, but nothing is ever going to top the feeling of anticipation of waiting for a chapter, the pure joy when someone tells you I was done with this, but you made me think of it again, so this is for you.

Anyway, I think we should romanticize reading WIPs more, growing up alongside the authors writing the stories we love.

Oh the slime cats are so Cute!!!!!!

Can I see a Phosphor slime? They're my favorite.

Yepp!! Here it is! :D

I imagine they hang around dark places like shaded citadel

ccan we like. start drawing our favorite characters with enchanted golden apples

Rodgerlings. Assemble.

💫 A Father’s Devotion.

Phase Two; Massive Star.

A shift between cycles is unheard of, both historically and scientifically. No monster had ever heard of the idea. No monster even knew such a thing could occur in the first place. By all means, the only thing capable enough of even wishing that into existence is determination itself. Exposure to such a force can exponentially speed up the rate at which a cycle could be experienced. Even a sliver of exposure was enough. Even a sliver was far too much.

Phase Three; Red Supergiant.

The life cycle of a massive star is anything but pretty. The more energy it takes in, the more dangerous it becomes. Growing larger and larger, defending itself from anything and everything that could get in its way. Fighting for itself, through determination. Through devotion. All the way until its final moments, to which the star prepares its magnum opus.

Final Phase; Supernova.

The Supernova takes in every ounce of energy that surrounds it. Colors dull and fade, light becomes sparse yet blinding. The world is no longer what it was before, caught in a bubble in time that many would never be able to witness. All until everything is released at once, causing the supernova. The world ending explosion tasked to take everything in its wake and leave nothing but a memory. The explosion leaves nothing but a star, barely even recognizable to the force it used to be.

practicing coloring and shading with anne and sprig yipieヽ(⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾)ﾉ

Noelle my daughter

leaving ripples behind

ccan we like. start drawing our favorite characters with enchanted golden apples