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"killing me softly" has updated for those following along! owo
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"… I’m coming back. I won’t leave you on your own."
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people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333
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Awhile back, I was doing some research that led me to Neil Gaiman's online journal. But as I was looking through old posts for it, I got very distracted by an entry from 2008.
https://journal.neilgaiman.com/2008/02/102-pages-so-far.html
I’m going to need you all to scroll down to the bottom of that entry. Please.
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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it
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I was shelving the books by the first letter of the first sentence. - Good Omens, 2x02
"It was a nice day. All the days had been nice. There had been rather more than seven of them so far, and rain hadn't been invented yet. But clouds massing east of Eden suggested that the first thunderstorm was on its way, and it was going to be a big one." - Good Omens by Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman
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My print store is live!
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Another favourite angst trope: When a character is so used to being treated badly that they don't see anything wrong with it and talk and think about it very matter-of-factly
Until they meet the other characters and see how HORRIFIED they are every time they reveal another detail from their past
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It slips through his fingers like a blade to a joint
Digs deep the well of hatred
Swings against the pale blue white
Eyes like soft soil creased in effervescent joy
Brings bitten nails to chapped lips
He sits on his lonesome ivory chair
Prays peace brings love to his voided soul
Not all that is lost can be found in hope
Blinked miss the smile that saves the sun
Light so strong it burns the one
Who craves the heat the most
Bones dry and brittle, skin rough
Edged with nothing but loss
He craves the respite, the company, the flux
Shifting waves take them out to sea
Clutching harrowed fingers to an existence not meant for thee
He waits. He yearns. He pleads.
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HI. YOUR FIC.I MEANT TO GO TO BED AN HOUR AGO. THE GUYS OF ALL TIME. IM LITERALLY SO OBSESSED WITH THIS SHIP NOW /just read killing me softly and is now going feral over it
HI OMG COME BACK SO I MAY HOLD YOU TENDERLY
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One touch at a time
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Writing Moodboard
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I LOVE MY PRECIOUS BOYS
They are very confused though, not a single thought between them
@neil-gaiman thank you for all the joy they brought into my life <3
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in the google doc. straight up "writing it". and by "it", haha, well. let's justr say. Nothing
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they are almost here!!
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