Hello, I hope asks like this are welcome but I just wanted you to know that you are literally my favorite illinois writer like...ever. i reread your mini drabbles and whumptober prompts for him ALL the time, I feel like you really just get his characterization so down and also your writing style is so detailed, interesting and an absolute treat to dig into every time. I don't think you've really done anything with him since 2021 or so, but I still go back to all the work you've posted before when I want more of him. Thank you so much for sharing your work with us, especially since there isn't a lot of fanwork around him to find to begin with :')

Hey just wanted to let you know that you were the one that helped inspire me and give me the courage to post my fanfic online. As thanks i wrote the following snippit for you.

(P.S. im on anon because it wont let me ask as my writing blog)

He woke up with a gasp. Breathing hard he tried to get his bearings, his head pounding. He started to pull himself upright but fell back, as a blinding headache slammed into him. It took a moment to get his bearings properly. He was tucked up against a roots of a large oak tree on the edge of a clearing. Where, he wasn’t sure, as endless rows of trees seemed to be in every direction.

As he adjusted to the pain in his head he realized it was freezing. While there wasn’t any snow on the ground, the ground was hard and barren and he could see his breath. The trees stretched outwards as gnarled fingers, offering little protection from the elements. He assessed himself, his clothing was practical for office work, or should he say lab work with a lab coat being his outer most layer. He had shoes, but they wouldn’t be much help in hiking. Especially with heavy grey clouds that were visible in the sky threatening storms.

Shivering he pulled himself upwards, wrapping his arms around himself, trying to see if he recognized anything. Why, he wasn’t sure but he had the feeling he knew forests or at least a specific one.

There was another problem, as the headache lightened he realized that he didn’t remember much of anything let alone who he was.

However he couldn’t stay here. With a half remembered voice seemingly echoing in his ear, rattling off statistics of exposure, he began to limp off hoping that he could find shelter and warmth.

It was near dark when he stumbled on what looked like an old shack in the woods. It looked uninviting but anything would be an improvement to get out of the bitter cold.

The door was stiff, but unlocked. With some effort it opened with a groan allowing him entrance to the cramped space.

Once inside with the door shut it was noticeably warmer. He sat heavily on the cot in the corner, ignoring the thick layer of dust that seemed to coat everything.

Now that he was warming a little he took a moment to assess his surroundings. Peering around the small space he found an old lamp that still functioned when he turned it on. It should have made him feel better.

The illuminated space showed a few more things, a desk and chair, a storage box, an old disused stove, but what stood out to him the most were the dark brown stains that verged on black that seemed smeared across the space.

Sending you a warm hug and a cozy blanket.

You know….I followed you a very very long time ago. When I was in middle school and I wrote fanfictions about the egos, you were my favorite blog on here. I had notifications turned on for when u posted and you made me laugh all the time. I thought you were so cool. I think you might have reblogged or commented on one of my fics on here once and I didn’t stop talking about it for days. I eventually deleted tumblr after middle school because I felt lame. It took me six years to get it back. I didn’t immediately look for you, but I did stumble across you recently.

I just want to say thanks. You were very important to me even though I never actually knew anything about you. I didn’t want to know you and I didn’t want you to know me. I liked you all the same. You maybe didn’t make feel cool enough forever, but in the one time, maybe two, that you ever interacted with me I felt like the coolest person in the world.

Thanks for still being here, guy.

(My favorite ego was always Jameson Jackson and I loved when people would write him using ASL, which I’m now finally formally learning in college!)

hi! I rlly wanted to come here and tell you that I admire your writing sm and as I’ve come to pick up the hobby of writing again I always think back to how you write— and how amazing your fics are to me when I read them. I always aim to write something that would make others feel the way your writing makes me feel, or replicate that effect onto myself with my own writing.

Anyways, I just wanted to come here and tell you you’re cool, and even your short short little fics make me excited about writing :)

Listen man, I've been reading your writing since I think late 8th grade? And it inspired me to start writing myself. Now I've just graduated and I'm STILL writing, hell even hosting my own D&D campaign. I just wanted to say thanks for all of the inspiration and joy your writing has given me - A Very Thankful Anon :-)

Hey Patient! I’m sure you get this a lot but I’d just like to say how much I look up to you as a writer! Your creations truly inspire me <3