Hello!
Wow. Okay.
I'm writing this on my phone. I've never tried this, but I have things to say and I'm currently not at home. This means that I've left my trusted laptop at home and we are now apart. It's very painful, thanks for asking.
My life situation right now...
Well: That pathetic moment when you've fallen deeply in love with your friend's OC.
I have no idea how I ended up here. I mean for kitten's sake, he's my friend's original character from a fic in which he's a secondary character. He mostly runs around in the background.
Why am I brutally in love with him?
You know when you fall for people from shows? Yeah, it's exactly like that. I'm extremely in love with his character. I hope it's flattering more than weird.
It feels weird. It's so utterly strange because I don't have much to base it on. It feels like you have more to work with when you fall for TV characters. Seasons of stuff to draw from, and a face to be attracted to.
Although I suppose it could be better when it's a book, or similar, in a way. Then you're only limited by your own imagination and the person you're reading about can look however you want. Rob is described as handsome. Of course he looks perfect in my mind because I know just what I find cute.
Ugh, I love his characterization so much. And I ship him with one of the actual main characters from the actual fandom. So strange!
I'm pretty sure I've gone mad. This has never happened before.
And in other news, sort of related, I visited Trams for a week recently. She is the one writing said fic. I blame her for this! Making me lose my mind. Then again she blames me for many other things, also related to the fic. Like the fact that it has a slashy B-plot. (Although it's in fact not the main/OC ship mentioned above. It's a main/main one.) She generally blames me for a lot of stuff. Liiike the fact that it's 100k long by now. What, just because I encourage her and help. She's the one writing all those words! After all.
And right now I'm parted from my laptop, as I said, because I'm with Q.
It feels like I haven't met her in ages. It's true, it's been a while. But not as long as it feels like. I assume?
I has an excite! And all that. We're going to watch shows and stupid movies. It's going to be grand. So I better fuck off now, because I'm sitting on her bed planning what to watch. Multitasking. It's what the cool kids do.
Ugh.
My feelings are all over the place.
At times I hate the fact that I don't hate my friends.
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