Tuka

Hey, guys, I have a question.
          
          If I was to post my original fiction "Terra Fauna Tales" on here, would y'all read it?

I know I haven't been active recently. 
          
          But there's a reason for that.
          
          It's because I've been working on an AU of "It's Grayden" on Ao3 called "Terra Fauna Tales"! I surpassed 30 chapters last week!
          
          Here's the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/64437250/chapters/165450778
          
          Please, if anyone has an AO3 account, do give it some love when you get a chance.

I hate that we can't use Private Messaging anymore... another Courage post.
          
          So anyway, someone asked me if I feared Katz more than Freaky Fred, and I'm here to share my answer. 
          
          Yes and no.
          
          Yes, because people like Katz exist, just like how people like Freaky Fred exist. And Katz is genuinely dangerous. And remember, I've watched "A Night at the Katz Motel", and if spiders didn't freak me out before, they do now. But hey, the plot basically being Alfred Hitchcock's "Psycho" with spiders has inspired me to write something similar.
          
          But also no, because honestly, the spiders were scarier than Katz himself. Regardless, that laugh as he had Courage pinned did NOT sit right with me.
          
          But the main thing is that Katz didn't traumatize me SIX YEARS AFTER WATCHING IT. I still think of Fred's slasher smile at three in the morning and freak myself out. I've never had an actual nightmare about him yet, thank God, but Christ. 
          
          That show was made for CHILDREN. It seemed like John R. Dilworth was actively trying to traumatize kids. But this show scared the piss out of adults, too! "A Night at the Katz Motel" is STILL scary as shit! 
          
          The only thing that traumatized me more than Freaky Fred was the Stretch Films logo that appeared after the credits. When I was six, I was scared of the dark, and it showed up on the TV in front of me, while it was off, in the middle of the night. I swear to God I'm not making this up. Let's just say I got zero sleep that night. 
          
          A LOGO scared me before Fred did. 
          
          And I somehow braved through BOTH of the Smile movies.

Alright, I'm tagging @Kittymasterofall14 , @mandylaren23 , @Normaniforever4 , and @IsabellaShelley , because the Wattpad edition of my most popular fanfic, which is, by the way, a LOUD HOUSE fanfic, will be published tomorrow morning!

Okay, guys, hear me out... ESPECIALLY if you love wolves.
          
          Remember when I posted the link to what is currently my most popular fanfic? 
          
          This one: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56564404/chapters/143762317
          
          Well, what if I told you that I've been thinking about posting it here? 
          
          That's right. After several months of inactivity, I've thought long and hard, and I can't stay away from this site, even if I wanted to. This was my introduction to the fanfiction world.
          
          And this time, when I say that this fanfic is good, I mean it. I've grown since writing those STRANGE stories like "Inseparable" (1 and 2. Bloodlines is the only one that I still like) and Shrieker Island (Why I thought it was Watty Award material is beyond me).
          
          And I'm gonna say it right now: I'm debunking these wolf myths once and for all! Those wolf stories on Wattpad lied to y'all, and I'm gonna tell you how!
          
          Stay tuned!
          
           I'm tagging @Kittymasterofall14 , @mandylaren23 , @Normaniforever4 , and @IsabellaShelley . I know I haven't said this enough, but I feel comfortable with you four, who have read my content and said nothing but nice things regardless if said content was actually any good. And you have no idea how much that means to me.

Followers, friends, lend me your ears! For I have a fanfic on my A03 that I must share with you! 
          
          https://archiveofourown.org/works/56564404/chapters/143762317
          
          And yes, I'm writing for a different media now, but I can safely say that my writing skills have improved significantly in the past year!

This is your thrice-a-month reminder that I am still alive. 
          
          Reply with anything you desire. 
          
          What cartoon am I currently writing for? How's life in general? Why am I sad that I no longer have school?
          
          You may ask me anything. 

Icemoor! It’s been a long time!

Wow, it's been a long time since I've vented. And boy, do I have a woozy for y'all tonight. I apologize in advance for cursing.
          
          I think I can safely say that I have had the worst Halloween of my life. 
          
          
          
          For the past three and a half days since we all came down with COVID, BOTH of my grandparents have done nothing but argue about stupid shit. I'm dead serious, they couldn't even stop while I was in "school", which was a major distraction.
          
          And, and usual, my grandpa being a petty, manipulative, insufferable, unsympathetic scumbag towards his wife, and his wife not knowing when to shut up, as far as complaining goes. But I don't expect too much when I live with two old(er) people. If there's the tiniest inconvenience, they'll find a reason to beef with each other.
          
          I got yelled at about an hour ago when I raised my voice at my cat (nicely), thinking I was talking to them (everything I say is a comment to him, that's all I need to say). And they continues to argue in front of me, to the point where I grabbed a stuffed animal, held it like I was about to throw it, and broke down. My grandma asked me what was wrong, of course, but it couldn't have sounded more unsympathetic (my grandpa wasn't in the room at the time). 
          
          The fact that I didn't get any candy is the least of my problems. They left about an hour ago to do the laundry, THANK GOD, saving me alone with the cats for a couple hours. Meaning I have a chance to actually calm down. 
          
          I literally CAN'T WAIT to go back to school Thursday.

I return with the worst news imaginable. 
          
          After three full years of not contracting a worldwide pandemic, TODAY is the day that I caught COVID. It was right after the morning announcements that I was called down to the nurse, and God, was I pissed.
          
          In case anyone's wondering, I feel totally fine (physically, anyway), but I can't go back to school until November 2nd. 
          
          So... Way to kick off a Friday morning, AND November, right?