Goblin-Animated

u still active?

Hello! Are you the person who moved accounts?

I am dead.

Honestly, my love for writing has completely evaporated. The only reason I started writing was either for random fic ideas that were only mild concepts and so they went nowhere or because I couldn't make comics..

Sure, I COULD go to therapy.. OR-
          
          hear me out...
          
          UNIRONIC MINECRAFT FANFICTION.

Person A: hey come to me.
          Person B: well, if you insist- -
          Person A: JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET OVER HERE ALREADY YOU HORNY BASTARD!

Prophesy has been published!
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/253561732

I GOT A FUCK TON FOR CHRISTMAS

You know what's weird? I don't get motivation from nice comments and people saying they're exited for my stuff, but fanart and fanfic of my stuff gets me motivated. Like, on deviant art I made a Lumity fan kid and someone drew fanart of them. I knew from that moment onward that I wanted to be a creator and make stories.

So I heard some very loud banging an hour ago, and I also heard the front door open and close before that. My mum said it was the wind but I couldn't sleep so I just took a bath. as I was getting out I heard what sounded like (a bit) footsteps. I didn't think anything of it but I heard a very loud twang on the door handle as if someone slapped it (turned it from the top but let go suddenly). Shaking, I put my clothes on and squatted down to see if there were feet underneath, but it was dark and I told myself that I was in my head. I looked around (not too much though, I wanted to get upstairs ASAP) I saw noone. I'm still shaking fuck. It's literally 4:58am, the wind is blowing outside, the windows are frosted up and I'm terrified to move. I just got my courage up enough to check under my bed and grab my sleepy-night-night stick. (A small wooden bat that I painted protective moon glyphs and religious symbols onto. I JUST HEARD THE GARAGE DOOR SLAM FUCK.