There was an art challenge in my discord group that said: do the familiars like they would be a player. My character helps out with therapy pigs called Sugar and Rutabaga. Yes. They are precious 💕💞
Guildhall is special to me because the game I am adapting and fanfictioning from is a game I play in my area. I find the whole experience of losing adult make believe kind of sweet. The friends I’ve made and the interesting situations I’ve caught myself in have been very though provoking. So it’s onlyContinue reading “Different paint, same explosion – Dealing with Canon with Guildhall”
I don’t know why or how it happened! But my kid is innocent 😇😅
Trail Invite They drove a few miles into town, a few words being passed every so often. Carlisle got a text from Edward with a question mark. He didn’t respond. They came to a parking lot of the small town’s favorite diner, though in the morning it was only getting ready for the lunchtime rush.Continue reading “Carlisle Is Lying CH4”
The First Mistake “This is insane,” Rosalie repeated again, strutting past the dining room and into the front sunroom. She had been roaming from the sunroom to the dining for an hour now, finally being able to vocalize her dissent from the night’s activity and discovery. The morning light had come and glimmered throughContinue reading “Carlisle Is Lying CH3”
The Forest They arrived at the house at twilight with the front window curtains drawn in pale tan. The large log cabin, a mansion Renesmee had called it, was highlighted in reds and yellows as the sun set. Inside the car, with tinted windows, they watched the sunset for a moment. Both were trying toContinue reading “Carlisle is Lying CH2”
They good-nighted and he hung up the phone. He finished off the sandwich, cleaned up the counter and then stood in the kitchen. He glanced back at the sliding doors, and then turned back away. Maybe tomorrow.