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...Why was my first and only thought that this was a @ponyregrets fic waiting to happen.

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oh god wait. I didn't make this up? these popped into my head a full year after I had apparently reblogged this and I was completely convinced it was an original thought.

(anyway, naturally, I did a thing with it. as you do. brb while I edit this into the author's note WHOOPS)

Okay there's no way someone hasn't done this by now, but my brain keeps trying to scan The Locked Tomb prayer to No Children and I just thought you should know that I have been plagued by this for. Months.

I pray the Tomb is shut forever / I hope the worst isn't over / I pray the rock is never rolled away / And I hope I never get sober.

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I hope the second, those disciplined fools give up on trying to save us I hope we come up with a failsafe plot to piss off the ghosts who'll enslave us

I hope our fences get mended even though I walked in on your noose and I hope we hang on past the last exit in some kind of unlikely truce

(I'd screamed) "I hope the castle I grew up inside someday burns down and I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away and I never come back to this town again

in my life" I hoped I'd lie fake my skill with a rapier and knife and I hoped you'd die I hoped we'd both die

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you hoped I'd cut myself dueling the crown I hoped you'd bleed all day long pal says you don't want to watch the world burn and I desperately hope he's not wrong

you pray the tomb's shut forever I hope the worst isn't over you pray what's buried stays buried and I hope I never get sober

I just hope when you think of me years down the line you have at least one thing to say and I hope that the strength that I found to get out will bring me beside you again, one day

I should drown you I should drown you in salt you kowtow to my mercy (though your duty is still to the vault)

and I hope you die only if we both die

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夏休み

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just dawned on me that "reading every wikipedia article on the garments associated with the christian religion so that you can write a scene in which someone takes said garments off of someone else" applies to at least two fandoms I know. and that in both cases I am probably. so down for the resulting scene

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someone should like... do wedding rings made of wood. and ceremonially burn them as part of the service in some highly elaborate way, to make the message like... our relationship isn't made out of or represented by the objects we carry with us; it's made out of the memories we share together. those are things we can't misplace.

(both a great irl idea and a fun fanfic idea if one of the characters is incredibly forgetful/prone to losing things :D or if they're a surgeon or something. and in an epilogue scene the characters can be older and domestic, and one can say, "oh, honey, you forgot your wedding ring," and the other can momentarily freak out before laughing and letting their spouse slip nothing onto their ring finger and kiss their hand)

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If you're struggling to write sex, write food. if you're struggling to write food, write gore. if you're struggling to write gore, write sex. They're all variations on the same themes.

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You know what video game role reversal I'd like to see? Android-girl-on-a-space-station games. Like half of them are grim survival horror titles with stoic semi-amnesiac protagonists who suffer terrible tortures and uncover mind-blasting truths and probably go mad and die at the end, and the other half are big stupid action games with an absolute fucking meathead for a lead who overcomes every challenge with relentless cheerfulness, unflagging empathy, and the power of incredible violence – I want to see those characters trade places for a day. All right? I want to see a milieu like Signalis have to deal with a protagonist with the personality and skillset of Assault Android Cactus.

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If you didn't want to be assimilated into my found family then you should have killed me when you had the chance

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Maybe this one is better

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Your body must be rested and fed if you wish to be a pervert.

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"people show their true colours in life threatening situations" no, they show you what they act like when they're mortally terrified, an emotion notorious for literally turning your entire brain off to the point where people who go into those situations as a profession need to be literally trained on how to not have that happen

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microdosing a power imbalance in my relationship by leaving my phone and keys at home when going grocery shopping with my partner

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Date: 21:16 UTC June 24, 2024