BOIIIIIII
Uh, this year is a NaNo and a half…. I’m not gonna lie. I only enjoy it since I swiched to Vale and… well I’ll talk about this when the event is over but… I’m doing well right now. Writing-wise, I mean.
BOIIIIIII
Uh, this year is a NaNo and a half…. I’m not gonna lie. I only enjoy it since I swiched to Vale and… well I’ll talk about this when the event is over but… I’m doing well right now. Writing-wise, I mean.

for those of you who are missing my NaNo blogging
Hnnynhnyhnyhnnnynyyyyyyhhhh… this week’s over yaaaay?
All day I couldn’t wait to come home and be able to write and be online and play games and stuff but now I’m just too tired to do anything. But I don’t want to get discouraged especially from writing so I’ll go over Vale and write down some of my favourite bits to keep myself enthusiastic until I can write again hopefully after I had a powernap.
Screaming.
Hit.
Crack.
Scream.
Hit.
Blood.
Blood.
Blood.
(daaayyym)
I don’t do self-inserts but they say you always put some of yourself in all of your characters and well, Vale unfortunately inherited my inability to stay serious during dramatic moments.
“I only ask for one last leap of faith. You don’t
even have to do the jumping, I’ll do it for you. All you gotta do is brace
yourself for the fall. And let me be the… pile of mattresses at the bottom…? But then I wouldn’t be jumping cause I need to be there when you land- wait. This metaphor got away from me.”
Vale: tbh between the two of us Cephas is actually the guarded one, he’s really bad with emotions
Noara: if there’s anything you want to talk about I’m here for you
Vale: suddenly I can’t hear or speak this language bYe
“I’m a very important person in many
people’s lives.”
This fucking goodbye scene is breaking my heart, help.
“You
guys, I’m so glad we’re all so emotionally functional.”
“What
post-traumatic stress?”
“What’s
trauma?”
“What
do you mean we almost all died today?”
“Crazy
talk.”
“Leo
has restricted access to revolution-related tools until they turn twenty. I’m
a responsible mum, if my kid is going to rebel I’d rather they do it where I can
see them.”
“The last time I had
this many sharp bits in my mouth I was having a completely different party,” I
say, literally splitting glass on the ground.