I struggled into my tent, shutting the flap behind me before I fell to my knees. I was covered head to toe in blood, swirls of red and gold dripping from my chest plate.
I heard a gasp, and Minnow ran to me. The sound of my uneven, heavy breathing filled my ears.
She took my bloodied helmet off my head, and placed it on a table by the entrance.
“Is any of that yours?” She gestured to the blood.
I weakly shrugged, “Probably.”
I C H O R
the blood of the gods
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the entire lore of subnautica, I've done it before I'll do it again
the spn drama could take a whole year to explain in the least so i’m good
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hhhh, the price of having horribly ill characters
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man, romanticizing my mutism is making me feel a lot better about it
Aila Meriluoto, tr. by Herbert Lomas, from Contemporary Finnish Poetry; “A sick girl dancing”
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Lowkey looks like me, honestly
Rudolf Koller (1828-Zurich-1905), Naked Young Boy Laying Outdoors, Sotheby’s sale, December 2014
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maybe my favorite playlist i've made so far
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Part 2 of my grammarly having a stroke
Took? I'm sorry, did you mean,
and gree?
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It's also cured my writers block for the time being
I just finished the first Foxhole court book
I literally will not be thinking about anything else for the rest of the month I'm completely obsessed, I thought I'd hate it bc it was sports
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I just finished the first Foxhole court book
I literally will not be thinking about anything else for the rest of the month I'm completely obsessed, I thought I'd hate it bc it was sports
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This is the song I chose for him
I've gotten so attached to a character from my book (the main character's son) that it feels like he's actually my kid
Like I've stayed up at night thinking about him, regretting what I did to him, crying over him.
He's not real, just words on paper, but he feels real to me.
It's not like I can unwrite his fate, it would never feel right, but it still hurts :(
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I've gotten so attached to a character from my book (the main character's son) that it feels like he's actually my kid
Like I've stayed up at night thinking about him, regretting what I did to him, crying over him.
He's not real, just words on paper, but he feels real to me.
It's not like I can unwrite his fate, it would never feel right, but it still hurts :(
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what if there's a dead wasp in my fig...
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I just realized... me and my boyfriend compare each other to patrochilles a lot, and recently I put those glow in the dark stars on the ceiling above my bed
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they're on a date
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I just wish people would tell me what I'm doing wrong instead of leaving me for issues I didn't know I was causing.
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