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herowaterlam27 · 2 years ago
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hallwords · 2 years ago
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to you, it's a shitty sentence. to some random bitch 500 miles away, it's a fire line that'll haunt them for the next 17 years.
you don't know how impactful your writing is because it's been in your brain for far too long now. you've stared at it for hours and repeated "this sucks" over and over again to the point that you killed your capacity to feel anything about your work.
but trust me, once you get your shit out there, someone's gonna go over that paragraph you hate and go "jesus fucking christ" and put the book down to have an existential crisis.
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gatoiberico · 7 months ago
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recently played skyward sword and OOF it's so damn good
prints | also playthrough on my gaming channel!!
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incesthemes · 8 days ago
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tell me to write my fanfiction... i would be so grateful to anyone who tells me to write my fanfiction...
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bonecuisine · 11 months ago
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Sorry for being fucking unactive again
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Slams these on the table
take this
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julesnichols · 2 months ago
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Arguably the funniest part of Snowpiercer S3 is when they realize Melanie's not dead but has been putting herself in and out of a coma in a coffin on wheels she conveniently found and they get her back but they've also like forgotten who she is as a person, fundamentally, and ALSO she's coming off drawer drugs so she's even WORSE, and she wrecks her entire life in the span of a few days, and everyone is shocked she'd do something like that. And also when Wilford halfheartedly apologizes for killing her her response is "it was great, I got a little me time :)" like girl get some therapy next!!!!!!
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shukakumoodboard · 4 months ago
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surprise tgodposting
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nicoise · 4 months ago
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nobody tagged me, i just wanted to share. even more shoplifting AU (i feel like i'm spoiling all of it but whatever):
Blaine's manager was a blonde woman with high cheekbones and large, hysterical eyes. She had the look of a former prom queen whose prom queen win was her only achievement. "He's in the back," she informed Kurt, and swanned off, probably to vape in the back lot and complain about her marriage on the phone like Kurt had seen her do before. It was possible she never did inventory and so never noticed the unnaturally high shrink rate. Blaine was in the back room, sitting in a plastic chair like he was in detention. He was playing Roblox and when Kurt went to him he rapidly flipped windows to the security footage. "Pretend you didn't see that," he said, accepting the bagged lunch. "I didn't see that," said Kurt, graciously.
yes that was terri schuester <3 tagging @cryscendo @fallevs @kurtsascot @hevanderson if you want to share!!
and @esilher @warblercore @porcelainvino @jamesbutnotreally for sketches?
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usefulquotes7 · 4 months ago
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I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end. Leonard Cohen
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herowaterlam27 · 2 years ago
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kelliealtogether · 3 months ago
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To the anon asking if This Is a Forgery will be updated: yes.
Here's a bit from Chapter Thirteen:
Not that anything guaranteed they’d fuck when they got back to the apartment, but the way Ronan lunged for the BMW’s door when Adam asked him how fast he could get them home indicated Ronan had to be just as keyed up as Adam, if not more than. If they didn’t do anything, that would be alright, though Adam admitted it would leave him rather disappointed. The kind of disappointed that would send him back into the shower to jerk off again, this time to the memory of Ronan’s lips on his.  Adam hadn’t expected Ronan to be much of a kisser. His thin lips didn’t look like they’d be soft or pliant, and Ronan’s general demeanor exuded rough. His kiss definitely hadn’t been. Far from it. He’d been exceptionally gentle — from turning Adam’s cap around to cupping Adam’s chin — like he’d used his lips and not his low, gritty voice to ask is this okay?
Tagging @tinyarmedtrex, @avalonjoan, and @audikatia if any of you are interested!
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panhelleniios · 7 days ago
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if anyone would like a tiny little starter then you should like this
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boltlightning · 24 days ago
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drabble prompts: elizabeth swann + (your choice of characters) and 98. puzzle? please and thank you!
98. puzzle
“I can’t imagine you’d want Jack back, given everything you two have been through.”
Elizabeth examines Barbossa where he stands at the helm, back from the dead and more alive than she had ever seen him during their first encounters on the Pearl—he ceases his cheerful whistling and leans back on one foot, glancing at Elizabeth over his shoulder, as unaffected by the arctic snow and blistering winds as she is susceptible to them. She tugs her sailcloth cocoon tighter around her shoulders, meeting his gaze evenly.
“’Tis not always about what you want, Miss Swann,” he says, “but rather, how it can get you one step closer to what you actually do.”
“That is remarkably prescient for a pirate.”
Barbossa squints one eye against the sun, or perhaps winks knowingly, and says, “Aye, that be true; but Death will do that to a man. Once you’ve killed and been killed, y’stop seeing pieces as pieces, and start seeing the whole puzzle for the prize it truly is. My puzzle now is: what be your trouble with Jack, that you would express doubt when we are so far away from turning back?”
He raises his eyebrows, but returns to his task before Elizabeth can answer, leaving her instead to sit uncomfortably with the implication.
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wikiangela · 5 months ago
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omg that's a lot of sentences lol thank you so much bc it was motivating and really moved some fics along haha 💝💝 so here's looots of words for you <3
+ tagging a few people who were also interested in some of those, you'll get sentences for your asks too, but give me time lol, it's a lot of sentences 🤣 (really appreciate it tho, I'm so motivated now, my fics are actually moving along haha <3), for now have these: @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @evansboyfriend @typicalopposite @eddiebabygirldiaz @jewishbuckley @monsterrae1 @steadfastsaturnsrings @hippolotamus
putting it all under the cut bc it got long, obviously haha
🥩 🥩 - 6 sentences of the bucktommy barbecue fic
When he walks back into the backyard, grabbing a bowl of salad and a basket of bread on his way, he’s greeted by a pretty great picture. His whole family is around the two tables they put together to fit everyone, getting acquainted with Tommy’s friends. The older children – Christopher, Denny and Mara – sit to the side, chatting between each other, the boys trying to include Mara in their conversation, while the two youngest are right next to Tommy. His boyfriend is at the grill, fire already started, as he tries to keep the girls a few steps away, while they’re excitedly chatting to him. It’s so adorable.  “Hey, girls,” Buck says as he approaches them, wanting to let his boyfriend grill in peace for a moment, “you wanna see something?” he asks, and it’s enough to get two toddlers’ attention.
🏠 🏠🏠🏠🏠 - 15 sentences of the moving in fic
“Something looks different here.” He frowns, looking around. Tommy’s confused, because he hasn’t really changed anything. He furnished his house a long time ago, from time to time changing stuff more out of necessity than anything else, but that’s it. He’s good at renovating, building, fixing, any interior design is not really his forte. He does have a few paintings and pictures, and some knick-knacks from the few places he traveled to, but not much else. He likes simplicity, and he never felt the need to add anything more. Clearly, something must’ve changed, though. “What do you mean?” he asks, seeing a few of the other guys nod in agreement, also looking around.  “It feels, like, cozier, doesn’t it?” Another co-worker, Sean, says with a small frown. “Unlike you, Kinard.” “Did you always have these cushions?” Another person asks, settling into the couch, picking one of said cushions up. It’s fluffy and yellow, and, according to Evan, brightens up the room. “They’re comfy.”
💔 💔💔 - 9 sentences of the buddie cheating fic (we're at the smut point of this fic rn and this is not going well but I'm persevering and istg I'll fix it once I have the basis all written haha)
The door is barely closed behind them before Eddie pushes Buck onto the bed and climbs on top of him, throwing his henley off in the process, so they’re both shirtless. He hovers over Buck for a second, shining brown eyes looking into blue ones, one of his hands reaching to intertwine their fingers. There’s desire mixed with disbelief on his face, but no doubt, no hesitation – that he kind of looks for, the thought that this is wrong, that it shouldn’t be happening, crossing his mind again. But then Eddie’s leaning in again, crushing his lips against Buck like he wants to devour him, his hips grinding against Buck’s, and any doubts, hell, any thoughts, just evaporate. It’s just him and Eddie, no one else exists.  His hands land on Eddie’s hips and slide down to his ass, and, god, he can’t wait to get him naked again. He can’t wait to see all of him, appreciate every detail of his gorgeous body, this time completely sober, and able to remember it fully.  “I need you.” Eddie moans into his lips, rolling his hips again, their clothed erections rubbing against each other. He swallows whatever Buck’s response was about to be in another hungry kiss, before going back to what he started in the living room – trailing his lips down Buck’s jaw, his throat, kisses alternating between soft and lingering, and biting and impatient, then down Buck’s chest, sliding down his body, until he’s face to face with Buck’s zipper.
🥵 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 - 18 sentences of the bucktommy smut - again, this one is not going well bc apparently I forgot how to write smut lol but I'll fix it haha
“You good?” Tommy asks quietly, and Buck nods frantically, his own hand moving to his crotch because if he doesn’t get out of his pants right now – but Tommy grabs his wrist. “Let me?” “Yeah.” Buck keeps nodding. “Just- please, I need you to touch me. Please.” Tommy swiftly undoes the button and zipper of Buck’s jeans, and Buck raises his hips, his hands helping Tommy shove the pants off his ass, satisfied when they stop around mid-thigh, and then he frantically pulls his underwear down, too, his leaking cock springing up against his belly instantly. He sees Tommy look at it and lick his lips, his eyes dark, and, fuck, Buck can’t wait for everything he’s going to give him. But for now, Tommy takes his time sliding Buck’s pants and underwear completely off his legs, muttering something about wanting Buck to be comfortable. Buck couldn’t care less about fabric restricting his legs, or any discomfort, as long as Tommy gets his hands on him.  And then he does – a big, rough, calloused hand, but the gentlest, softest touch, wraps around his dick. Buck inhales sharply, the feeling familiar, his own hands just as rough, but also so totally different.  Tommy looks up at him with big, shining eyes, scanning his face, as he thumbs Buck’s slit and gathers the generous amount of pre-come leaking out. Buck inhales sharply, a moan breaking out of him, not able to look away from Tommy’s face as his hand uses the liquid for an easier slide of his hand, as he starts stroking. His pace is slow, almost tortuously so, his movements deliberate, precise, eyes not leaving Buck’s face.  “Tommy,” Buck groans pleadingly, hand tangling in his soft curls. “Yeah, I got you.” Tommy whispers, his movements steadily picking up pace, still so in control, Buck’s in awe – and even more turned on.
🦵 🦵🦵🦵 - 12 sentences of the leg pain fic
“Looks amazing.” Buck smiles genuinely, though a little weakly, as he reaches for one of the plates. Tommy takes the place on his side- that is, on the other side of the bed, the one he usually sleeps on, that apparently Buck already started referring to as Tommy’s side. It’s not the first time they eat breakfast in bed together, and Buck’s the last person to worry about making a mess, especially right now, but Tommy is, as he hunches over the tray instead of taking the plate into his lap, like Buck did. Buck can’t help an endeared smile. He adores his boyfriend, and all his quirks, as he’s still learning more about him. And the best thing is, it feels like Tommy doesn’t mind any of Buck’s quirks, either – he seems to enjoy getting to know more and more about him, as well. He doesn’t think he’s ever felt this free to be himself, and this thought makes him wonder once again why the hell he was so hell-bent on hiding from Tommy that his bad leg hurts sometimes and once in a while it gets bad enough he has to take a day. Tommy gets it, gets him, and Buck feels so lucky to have found him. “The leg feel any better?” Tommy asks, shoving a forkful of the eggs into his mouth.  “A bit.” Buck shrugs. It’s not a lie, it feels like maybe the pain eased up a little bit, the painkillers kicking in, but it’s still very much there, and from experience he knows it’ll come back full force soon. 
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uncanny-tranny · 1 year ago
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See, I do dream of labour, but what I dream about is labour that isn't soul-sucking, redundant, or bullshit jobs made to make the world a worse place.
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awhoreintheory · 2 years ago
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The world isn't ready for when I finally post the fic that goes along with this art.
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