Miharu, Help me. I don’t want to die. I want to disappear, my whole existence, I want it so that I never was.

Re-reading a bit before where I left off and I just lost it laughing because Malakai just came out of the closet.

Ahhh I’m so excited (admittedly) that you’re reading it again. :’D

Malakai is always repeatedly coming out of closets. Heh.

30 Day Writing Meme - Day 1

I have this thirty day writing meme on my computer, I’m going to do it! I’m trying to spend more time on writing and less on crocheting, before I go insane from not doing what I love most. ;-;

1. Tell us about your favorite writing project/universe that you’ve worked with and why.

Stargazers’ Hill. It’s awful how stuck on this story I am compared to all others. I suppose it has to do with how immersed I was in the project last year. It changed a lot from what the original concept was meant to be. That’s a good thing.

I enjoyed writing all the characters, too. (Malakai was difficult, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t fun.)

I was sad to finish this story, because I was so trapped in its world, and the characters fascinated me. I wanted to learn more about them. I’m sad to say there’s still a lot I don’t know. :C

ellyion:

mcalhen-creations:

ellyion drew a beautiful Stargazers’ Hill fanart - first (only) fanart ever! (everything else was trades/comissions)LOOK AT DEM COLORS AND DETAIL
the bird is important

Sometimes I draw things while high on xanax.
They’re in an attic, you ignorant peasant.
Don’t let me read your original stories or I’ll draw bad fanart of extremely non-canon things.

Maybe I should post the oneshot that goes with this. ‘Cos I wrote a flowery prose with special lines about “cerulean orbs” and “manhood” to go along with this.I know they’re in an attic ‘cos I wrote it, how dare you call me a peasant. You’re a…you’re a… PHEASANTYeah I went there birdbrain

ellyion:

mcalhen-creations:

ellyion drew a beautiful Stargazers’ Hill fanart - first (only) fanart ever! (everything else was trades/comissions)
LOOK AT DEM COLORS AND DETAIL


the bird is important

Sometimes I draw things while high on xanax.

They’re in an attic, you ignorant peasant.

Don’t let me read your original stories or I’ll draw bad fanart of extremely non-canon things.

Maybe I should post the oneshot that goes with this. ‘Cos I wrote a flowery prose with special lines about “cerulean orbs” and “manhood” to go along with this.

I know they’re in an attic ‘cos I wrote it, how dare you call me a peasant. You’re a…you’re a… PHEASANT

Yeah I went there birdbrain

ellyion drew a beautiful Stargazers’ Hill fanart - first (only) fanart ever! (everything else was trades/comissions)LOOK AT DEM COLORS AND DETAIL
the bird is important

ellyion drew a beautiful Stargazers’ Hill fanart - first (only) fanart ever! (everything else was trades/comissions)
LOOK AT DEM COLORS AND DETAIL


the bird is important

…Does this table even look more filled up than the last time? I know I’ve added two turtles, a sea turtle, and a cuttlefish, along with an assortment of other little things…?ACen merchandise. (:

…Does this table even look more filled up than the last time? I know I’ve added two turtles, a sea turtle, and a cuttlefish, along with an assortment of other little things…?

ACen merchandise. (:

I need to be anyone but me…

Neal, this smells like a trap.

Peter’s old C.I. helped catch Peter’s new C.I. (So did Jimmy get shot in the head while Neal was in prison?)

How my Xillia fic is going…

She finished tying the first braid in place. Leia said, “Turn left.”

“You mean right. You just did the left.”

“That’s what I said.”

“No you didn’t!”

“Turn right or I’ll stop braiding your hair!”

Jude whipped his head around, his loose strands lifting up and batting against her face. She grabbed at them.

“Ow, Leia!”

“You hit me in the face.”

“You punched me, twice!”

Writing a lot of kid!Jude and kid!Leia this morning. I have so many prompts in my head. Right now, I’m writing a fic where Leia braids Jude’s hair, which has gotten a little long…even though it’s not really long enough to braid properly. xD;

(Not as a pairing, just as kids/friendship stuff.)

weirwoodforest:

Here are the giveaway winners! Thank you so much to the 72 people who entered!!! It means a lot to me!! <3 
First place - icantbelieveimnotmelisandre
Second place - usedempyrealthunder
Third place - mcalhen-creations
And since so many people entered, I decided to choose two more, basically they just get the same thing as the second and third place winners
alaynes
magnoliaarch
Thanks again everyone!! 

weirwoodforest:

Here are the giveaway winners! Thank you so much to the 72 people who entered!!! It means a lot to me!! <3 

First place - icantbelieveimnotmelisandre

Second place - usedempyrealthunder

Third place - mcalhen-creations

And since so many people entered, I decided to choose two more, basically they just get the same thing as the second and third place winners

alaynes

magnoliaarch

Thanks again everyone!! 

brusherpike:

nickcarragay:

how come it’s easier to find books for teens that feature vampires, werewolves, or robots than lgbtq characters

I know there haven’t been any updates on…well, just about anything. I’m behind on Camp Nano now, I haven’t had time to work on much crocheting, and I can barely keep my head up and my eyes open.

Who knew Amitriptyline made you want to sleep all the time? And I’m on a low dosage. >_<

There’s an elephant on my head.

Stargazers’ Hill: LINKS

mcalhen-creations:

“Thaddeus began his new life by waking up naked in a coffin.”

In the country of Ronove, Hugo Braddock inherits his family’s money and increases it by distributing popular drugs.

He sends his most trusted employees—including his nephew, Silas—on a special mission: Find Thaddeus Whittaker and bring him back alive.

With both parents murdered when he was young and his stepfather missing at sea, Thaddeus is shipped off to an orphanage. Within a few days, he runs away. He does not believe Glynn, his stepfather, is dead, and makes plans to find him. On the road, he notices a shipment of caskets making its way toward a mortuary and settles into one for a nap. When the flint jammed under the lid gives him away, a family of morticians takes him in as an apprentice so he can afford a private investigator to find Glynn.

Caring for the deceased is an honorable task in Thaddeus’s eyes, but he wants to go home. As he meets and befriends people, he finds more reasons to enjoy and even love his new life. But in order to keep him safe, others must be willing to put their lives in jeopardy.

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Tag used for all art and writing: Stargazers’ Hill