Haunted house Fun

❤️ Author's Note ❤️

I bet you didn't expect to see a notification here. How many of you still have Wattpad? Be honest, you forgot the password to your account? I sure did.

At the time that I write this, which is Sep 11th of 2024, I decided to share this fanfic of mine with a dear friend. I had joked for years that when I die, old and turned to dust in the wind, this is the one piece of me that lingers on the Internet.

To be honest I didn't expect to be writing anything at all but, doing that felt good. Over the 8-7 years (oh my God) I've logged onto Wattpad to see this fic from time to time. I wrote this when I was early in highschool or late in middle school? Not sure. All I can remember is writing this over the summer. Point is, coming back and seeing that the lovely readers here have not only read, but voted and commented, is absolutely beautiful to me.

Currently I am finishing a Bachelor's in Computer Animation. Getting that wonderfully worthless paper, that will totally land me a job. Life has been, life. Ups and downs but mostly good. Thankfully good. I just wanted to share my thanks to the lot of you. Those who read, but never commented. Those who voted early on or at the end of the story. Those that wrote "Since when is Levy an S Class????". Read the description on the can guys, I was consumed by the ship and running on whatever details I could consume from the show lol. I tried watching the anime but, that was forever ago.

"Why make a Gale or Gavey fic?" My 9th grade English teacher was a big fan of it. One of her laptop wallpapers was art for the ship. She was very open and kind, encouraging all manner of creativity. As a teacher should. I'm not gonna sit here and tell you she inspired me or anything, it's just the plain truth. Saw that ship art, looked for it in Tumblr, got hooked and blacked out. Next thing I knew, I made a fic.

What I want to get at is this, never did I expect this dumb fic to reach the stats it did (68k readers and 2.6k votes, what a world). I still write fiction but mainly to myself. Private notes and what not. I want to say I got better but, to be honest, this fic here is my best. Not because it's stellar, God no, but because it was seen. It exists outside of my notepad app. I do digital art now on my socials and don't get the engagement I struck here.

I want you, the person reading this, to forgo the engagement high of today's social media. With the rise of AI and reading comprehension at an all time low, I think now is your best time to create. Make your cringe fics. Have those fic tabs open. I see your "reference" tabs, you ain't slick. Just make art. Make art because you want to. Because it's your job, passion, or entertainment. I know it feels demotivating but, art soothes the soul because it's supposed to have heart in it.

It took me a long time to get over my jealousies. An even longer time to swallow the disappointment that comes with losing. I can definitely say I have grown up a bit these past few years. Art has been my soft landing and my biggest enemy at every turn. I hate counting frames and doing arcs. Release me from my self made prison!!!

From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

I hope you have all led good lives. I hope you continue to lead good lives. I hope you get out of your pits with as little scrapes as possible. Every old and new reader has my deepest thanks.

And to my friend reading this, thank you for reading this garbage oh my God. I'm just gonna continue simping/gooning in peace.

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You're still here? Well, since ya scrolled all the way down here let me just, uh.....

•SELFISH PROMO•
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