#draft stuff

[valkugo]

"Armand was Daniel's single oracle, his merciless and all-loving demonic god."

The Queen of the Damned, Part 1, Chapter 4: The Story of Daniel, the Devil's Minion or the Boy from Interview with the Vampire

[ceedak]

MY DREAM DRAFT UVGHHHH

[sweetdonutsart]

roller skating 🛼✨

Another practice comic I made during the end of summer this year with Mori and Juniper because I think they'd be cute trying to skate together 🥺💕

[coconuttyglittersmurf]

[eriochromatic]

AU where Vi gets raised by Silco after s1e3 loosely based on the initial drafts..

always wished they got to interact normally in canon (where they weren't at each other's throats lol)

[garrandia]

in the name of the moon HADES i'll punish you!

Melinoё the Post (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[ozymandien]

chef with a silver earring

[snarkspawn]

in case you were wondering, mentally I am still here

[concerningwolves]

favourite things about first drafts:

square brackets with notes to self mid-line like [does this make sense with worldbuilding?]

ah yes, Main Character and their closest friends, Unnamed Character A and Unnamed Character B.

bullshitting your way through something that you probably definitely need to research later

also square brackets to link up scenes. [scene transition idk] my beloved

the total freedom of word vomits

"I'll fix that later"

the moment when the world and characters start to gain a life of their own

pieces falling into place as you write that you were uncertain about before you started

the accomplishment of Made A Thing

[cozylittleartblog]

"content creator" is a corporate word.

we are artists.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

you can keep talking ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ●ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ spencer reid

spencer reid who speaks in statistics and spirals. who gets so excited when his mind begins to string facts and patterns together, he doesn’t even notice the hours slipping past. who gestures wildly with his hands while talking, voice bouncing softly as he explains a theory, a memory, a moment from his childhood—until he notices you’re quiet. too quiet.

spencer reid who finds you curled up beside him, asleep. and something in his chest tightens. not because he’s angry—he could never be—but because some wounded part of him thinks, of course. of course he bored you. of course he talked too much. he shuts his mouth instantly, lips pressed together in a quiet, familiar regret.

spencer reid who gently adjusts the blanket over your shoulders. who brushes a hand over your hair with the softest touch, the kind only someone who adores you would know how to give. he whispers “goodnight” even though he wasn’t finished. he never really is. the silence that follows is a lullaby he’s learned to live with.

you who wakes up with guilt curling in your stomach like smoke. because you remember the way his eyes dim when he thinks he's too much. you remember how he once told you he learned to count the seconds people stay interested before they drift. and now you’ve gone and confirmed it—you fell asleep.

you who cups his face in your hands and whispers you’re sorry, so sorry. and spencer who looks up at you like he doesn’t understand why you're crying. he says it's okay, really, but the way he avoids your gaze tells you it still stings. so you make him sit back down. you ask him to tell you everything from the beginning.

spencer reid who blinks in surprise, then slowly starts again. who watches your eyes this time, tentative and cautious, until your hand finds his and stays. and when you repeat back what you remember, ask questions, lean forward with that soft look only meant for him—he realizes you’re listening. you always were. you just needed rest.

spencer reid who talks slower now, but with the same love. and you who never interrupts, who makes mental notes of every reference, every name, every thread of thought that lights him up. because to love spencer is to listen. and he’s never been so quiet in his heart before.

©iamgonnagetyouback౨ৎ please refrain from copying, translating, or reposting any of my work

[ceedak]

trading back might just be the move

[beastliness]

HAUNTING TWINKS IN YOUR AREA

[langernameohnebedeutung]

Going to Bettchen. Having a Nickerchen. Straight up schlummering.

[wanologic]

designed to view a world unseen

[vivitalks]

please watch fantasy high, where else will you get ally beardsley and lou wilson frantically attempting to solve a "when will the trains collide" math problem mid-battle