I have a deep fear of being known BUT I have a slightly larger fear of being forgotten. the best solution I can come up with is making art every once in a while
I never thought I'd be really say this, to be honest. But here it is, after over a year of writing, 200k words, one incident with mustard gas and another in the ER.
The final chapter of A Garden Across Our Collarbone
Its’s been a year since I’ve written an Agaoc chapter, which feels so, so weird to me. Not to get sentimental about Lego fanfic, but this fic genuinely flipped my world upside down. It defined my life for over a year. It has a god damn tumblr tag.
I keep fanart in photo albums, playlists saved on Spotify, and all sorts of sweet comments in my heart. Thank you all again for the support you’ve given not only this story, but the others I’ve written as well. It means everything and more 💚
Sometimes I get tumblr asks about if I'm okay with people bookbinding my works, and I am here to let you know I am so okay with it. I am so pro book binding. Send me pictures of the bookbinding. I'll freak out for like four hours. Im so pro bookbinding. You don't even need to ask permission just do it. I'll sign your copy somehow
Macaque from Lego Monkie Kid!
I've come here to make an annoucement
I was gonna make an April Fools post like "haha I hate gay ppl, MK is too chad to date a man, Im no longer a spicynoodles fic writer" but my brain is melting out of my skull from working on this god damn one shot. so. happy april fools everyone. i hate gay ppl. I'm a dragonfruit author now
https://archiveofourown.org/works/64356079#work_endnotes
thought about how ranma is genderfluid and how red son in genderfluid and my brain went “wait. we can do something with this”
More Delivery (Del/Dell cause he deserves a nickname) doodles inspired by Couch Crasher by @pittdpeaches , who had the AUDACITY to continue writing after I started uni, KNOWING I would drop everything to read whatever he writes (so rude, honestly!)
HELL YEAH MY AGENDA
i need to touch some grass
@pittdpeaches grabbed me by the neck and said "you are going go learn how to draw fat people if your life depends on it" and tbh I needed that
My agenda…..my Schemes…..they’re working……
B)
Hope you don't mind that I'm obsessed with them/silly
Here's a main post hshs
@pittdpeaches , good morning, goooddafternuunn , and gnight!!!
Live , laugh, love, spicynoodles
Anyways, gunna go eat hehe
WAAAA beautiful ;u;
Couch Crasher
How could you, why would you do this to us @pittdpeaches ? So cruel. And on valentines day.
(I have no idea what style this is just tried something new)
We're gonna need at least 5 mixtape hugs and kisses to recover from this.
Also I really wanna see mk and Porty actually talk.
And for mk to suffer with portys memorys just like porty did with his.
And for red son to get rid of the mao Thai and get his ass together and take his boyfriend friend back.
This better be a misunderstanding and not even more heartbreaking.
eheheheheheehh >:)))))
little sketch based on @pittdpeaches fic "Couch Crasher", this is basically what i'm expecting for next chapter, plus Red Son with the boombox - which i WILL draw!!
Yeah that seems about right ☠️
Holding Onto Memories 🎞️
There’s a strange thing about memories—sometimes, they feel like the only thing we have left. I close my eyes, and I can still see my family sitting around the dinner table, laughing at a joke my uncle made. I can still hear my mother calling me to come inside before it gets too late. I can still feel the warm sun on my face as I walked home from school, thinking about my next big dream.
Now, those moments feel like they belong to another life. The streets aren’t the same. The people aren’t the same. And I—I don’t know if I’m the same either. But I hold onto those memories so tightly because they remind me of who I am, of the love I’ve known, of the warmth that still exists somewhere in this world.
If you’re reading this, take a moment to appreciate the little things. Hug your family. Send a message to an old friend. Step outside and take a deep breath of fresh air. 🌿 These are the moments that matter. These are the things that make life beautiful.
No matter where life takes me, I’ll never stop cherishing the love that shaped me. And I hope, wherever you are, you never stop appreciating the love around you too. 💙
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏