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This icon made me think that somewhere, somehow, there should be a FMA/Tutu crossover. Yes, and just because of the antena. TELL ME IF IT'S NOT AHIRU THERE. (And Roy would get such a kick about being called a TINY DELICATE BOY WHO DOES BALLET. Or something. I don't know). *Would throw this harder at Angie if she was able to log in*
And speaking of silly ideas. For some reason, every time I see Gladiator, when Lucilla and Maximus are talking about their sons, my first thought ALWAYS is 'd'awwwww, they'll grow up to be friends!!' EVEN WHEN I KNOW HOW THE MOVIE ENDS and it's EVERY single time.
That, and this urge to write Lucilla, Comodus and Maximus when they were younger. And I don't even like the movie that much.
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I'm rewritting both of my NaNo. Towns, first, because I think that I can have it ready to send to someone to read (also known as Angie) this year: it's my newest goal. I want to show my dad that I have something written and that it's serious (I mean, I knew I was writing the porn just to add wordcount). And about the cyberpunk-ish one, I think I'm just going to write it first and then I'll worry about the more technological part. Sometimes I forget what I think it's important - the story - and let the limitations push me away.
Well, I'm not going to get published by fearing, right? So here's to pushing myself as much as I can.
And I'm going to get back to drawing. I won't ever get to be AMAZING about it, but I think I've finally coped with that, after having been sad about that for a while. Unlike writing, I don't aspire to be a visual artist, and I miss the freedom I could get, when I was unable to get the words to form and when scribbling seemed to free me.
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I've been Sleeping. Yes, both the 'ohgod deja vu dreams again' and mainly just sleeping in a 'twelve hours a day or more'. Which, for those who know me, know is really really strange. The last time I slept that long was after my mom's wake. Then I had bouts of insomnia, then I got better-ish (instead of sleeping four, five hours a day, I went to a much healthier seven, eight) and then my sleep regulated itself between six hours on bad days and nine on good. All in all, not bad.
Now, he. Since I've been writing, I don't care, and this week my sisters remain in break so I've been able to oversleep. It's alright. Perhaps I hadn't realized how tired I was and this is the way my body is telling me to rest? Eh, who knows.
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Two webcomic recs!
Honeydew Syndrome. Cute and Silly and funny.
Hero This? I'd buy it if I could. It's gorgeous and beautiful and I love the narrative the author uses. I fell in love so bad with it. I want to know if there's a fandom for this because man do I love it.
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Transgender man is pregnant. I don't care about 'Mpreg' jokes, okay? And I'm sure I don't have to warn for them anyway because the people who'd comment about this are all respectful, nice and thoughtful, right? Right.
And speaking of silly ideas. For some reason, every time I see Gladiator, when Lucilla and Maximus are talking about their sons, my first thought ALWAYS is 'd'awwwww, they'll grow up to be friends!!' EVEN WHEN I KNOW HOW THE MOVIE ENDS and it's EVERY single time.
That, and this urge to write Lucilla, Comodus and Maximus when they were younger. And I don't even like the movie that much.
*
I'm rewritting both of my NaNo. Towns, first, because I think that I can have it ready to send to someone to read (also known as Angie) this year: it's my newest goal. I want to show my dad that I have something written and that it's serious (I mean, I knew I was writing the porn just to add wordcount). And about the cyberpunk-ish one, I think I'm just going to write it first and then I'll worry about the more technological part. Sometimes I forget what I think it's important - the story - and let the limitations push me away.
Well, I'm not going to get published by fearing, right? So here's to pushing myself as much as I can.
And I'm going to get back to drawing. I won't ever get to be AMAZING about it, but I think I've finally coped with that, after having been sad about that for a while. Unlike writing, I don't aspire to be a visual artist, and I miss the freedom I could get, when I was unable to get the words to form and when scribbling seemed to free me.
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I've been Sleeping. Yes, both the 'ohgod deja vu dreams again' and mainly just sleeping in a 'twelve hours a day or more'. Which, for those who know me, know is really really strange. The last time I slept that long was after my mom's wake. Then I had bouts of insomnia, then I got better-ish (instead of sleeping four, five hours a day, I went to a much healthier seven, eight) and then my sleep regulated itself between six hours on bad days and nine on good. All in all, not bad.
Now, he. Since I've been writing, I don't care, and this week my sisters remain in break so I've been able to oversleep. It's alright. Perhaps I hadn't realized how tired I was and this is the way my body is telling me to rest? Eh, who knows.
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Two webcomic recs!
Honeydew Syndrome. Cute and Silly and funny.
Hero This? I'd buy it if I could. It's gorgeous and beautiful and I love the narrative the author uses. I fell in love so bad with it. I want to know if there's a fandom for this because man do I love it.
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Transgender man is pregnant. I don't care about 'Mpreg' jokes, okay? And I'm sure I don't have to warn for them anyway because the people who'd comment about this are all respectful, nice and thoughtful, right? Right.