My First Full Text Post...

My first full text post...

I didn't imagine my first full text post to be this hard to write. It's the early hours of the morning & I've learned that one of my grandmas has finally passed on after battling throat cancer for at least 5 years. Unfortunately I wasn't able to be by her side because hey had moved her to a hospice house yesterday morning & during the time she was in a rough spot I've been sick with a cold. So of course, I try & be the good granddaughter & keep a distance to avoid passing it on to her. It hasn't been all bad though leading up to this moment. While I was attending college, for about 2 years up until I graduated, I've been living with her. The commute wasn't bad to make twice a week. What made it easier for me to keep going was knowing I had her & my cat Raven to come home too. She was one of the pillars of strength that made it possible for me to achieve my dream of getting a college degree in writing. I miss her so bad... It hurts so fucking much to know she won't be here with me anymore. No more road trips to the beach or the mountains. No more waking up & telling her, "Good morning," &, "I love you, grandma." No more watching TV shows together like NCIS & Hawaii Five-O. No more having her here to bounce ideas off of her for my writing. No more hearing her voice... I knew this day would come eventually. Everyone dies at one point, but it still hurts... Like someone ripped a piece of my heart out & stomped on it. I keep getting chocked up as I type this out. I know for the next few days I'll be drowning in sadness, & I'll let myself grieve. Yet I won't let it keep me down forever. I know my grandma Kay wouldn't want to me let this negativity stop me from achieving my dreams. So for her & myself, I will live on. I will achieve my dreams that I shared with her. I will achieve the dreams of being a published author. All my books, even if not written, will be dedicated to her. For my Grandma Kay was a strong woman who left an impression on people. She was an amazing person who touched the lives of many. She was a pillar of support & guiding light to me in my times of darkness. To my Grandma Kay up in heaven, thank you for everything you have done for me. Thank you for all the experiences we have shared together. Thank you for al, the memories we created together. Thank you for loving me with all your heart. I will cherish everything you have ever done & gave me for the rest of my life. I love you Grandma Kay, & may your time in heaven be wonderful as you reunite with Grandpa Art, family, & friends.

Previous Cannon Busters Post

In regards to my first post about Cannon Busters, I laughed some because episode 8 sounds similar to the scenario I described in the post. I hadn't even watched it yet, but after I did a feeling of Deja Vu came over me. I wasn't expecting that to happen.

Reblog if you say "Y'all"

Wise words. Very wise.

Art not mine. Credit goes to Reality-Or-Dream on deviantart.com.

Lego Monkie Kid fanfic idea.

Pigsy, Tang, & Monkey King are like fathers to MK so it got me thinking. What if MK had a mother figure? Why not? She runs an orphanage that MK & Mei visit on occasion when not working or saving the world. The kids there love hearing about the duo’s adventures.

MK hauls butt to Flower Mountain. He bursts through the doors of Monkey King’s dojo.

Monkey King: Hey kiddo, what’s up? Today’s not a training day.

He starts to take a sip of his drink.

MK: I need you to fight for my mom’s hand in marriage!

Monkey King spits his drink out and then starts coughing.

Monkey King: What the hell kid?! I’m going to need an explanation.

MK launches into his speech about how he knows this orphanage owner who is like a mom to him. She’s been getting harassed by this dude who wants to marry her as she comes from a rich family. She kept turning him down until he somehow got a hold of the deed to the building where she & the orphans live. He says if she doesn’t marry him then he will tear the building down. Feeling the pressure she agrees, but doesn’t tell MK.

MK: So I need you to fight this dude because his family has this tradition or whatever that if two suitors are interested in the some bride then they have to fight each other for her hand.

Monkey King sits in stunned silence.

MK: You don’t have to actually marry her after the fight, but it would get the creepy dude to back off because once he loses, he can’t ask her for her hand ever again.

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That’s all I got as an idea for the story.

As I’m packing to move, I found some old fanfics I wrote but didn’t publish. One was for Drifters by Kouta Hirano. After rereading it, Toyohisa seems so OOC. Like what was I thinking when I tried to write his character... Also, a self insert. Man looking back on it makes me so embarrassed.

A part of me want to rewrite it as I still like the manga. It was really cool seeing all these historical people converge in a fantasy world. Maybe not be so cheesy. I kind of want to post the old version first & then do a new version. Like a before & after kind of thing. I don’t know. I’ll think about it some more after moving.