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HEADCANON

Inej sends Kaz letters in Suli about slavers that work in the Barrel, and he steals their workers

#six of crows #crooked kingdom #kaz brekker #soc kaz brekker #inej ghafa #soc inej ghafa #Kanj #kaz x inej

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I'd care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.

Reblog this from anybody. literally. ANYBODY. even if you dont like them or even know them that well. YOU COULD SAVE THEIR LIFE.

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Okay, Suzanne Collins, you've won. You've hurt me more than anyone ever has love you tho

#the hunger games #mockingjay #the hunger games mockingjay #the hunger games catching fire #suzzane collins #why

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Heeeeloooooooooooooo

yayyyy mutuals hiiiiiiiii reblog if you love your mutualssssssss hiii mutuals

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I think there should be a limit on how many times Leigh Bardugo can make me rethink my life

#six of crows #crooked kingdom #bookblr #books #shadow and bone #seige and storm #ruin and rising #leigh bardugo #king of scars #rule of wolves #lives of saints

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Just read Shadow and Bone, rethinking my whole imprint on the world

Hugs and Kisses xoxoxoxoxo

#shadow and bone #grishaverse #the grisha trilogy #the grisha series

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Imagine this. The stadtwatch finds a tunnel underground somewhere in Ketterdam. They're like "Wtf is this doing here", climb in and follow the tunnel, thinking it's leading them to an underground crime syndicate or something, only to find Kaz freaking Brekker at the end of it with a shovel in his hand. They just stare at him for a moment and he stares back until he eventually says "Leave" with his appalled, scratchy ass voice as if they just broke into his living room and invaded his privacy. The stadtwatch officers are entirely confused and unsure how to handle this situation, so they just awkwardly retreat, one of them even mumbles a "Sorry".

Kaz turns back to his work shaking his head, being all like "The NERVE of some people"

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PSA: SAID IS NOT DEAD. Said is not an overused word you need to cull out of your drafts. Said is not the devil. Said is a dialogue tag that your reader's eyes glaze over, barely noticed, allowing your dialogue to shine. Allowing your characters to speak without the narration overshadowing them. Said is doing a wonderful, thankless job! Said is not dead, you take that back—

#a tumblr post triggered me #dont remove your 'said's and replace with shinier words just because! #you may be doing a disservice to your dialogue! #writing advice #writeblr #writing #writerscommunity #writers on tumblr #writblr #writers

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REVERSE TROPE WRITING PROMPTS

Too many beds

Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss

Really nice guy who hates only you

Academic rivals except it’s two teachers who compete to have the best class

Divorce of convenience

Too much communication

True hate’s kiss (only kissing your enemy can break a curse)

Dating your enemy’s sibling

Lovers to enemies

Hate at first sight

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Fake amnesia

Soulmates who are fated to kill each other

Strangers to enemies

Instead of fake dating, everyone is convinced that you aren’t actually dating

Too hot to cuddle

Love interest CEO is a himbo/bimbo who runs their company into the ground

Nursing home au

#writing prompt #writing #r prompts #writing tropes #fanfiction #writing ideas #writing inspiration

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Jesper: My kink is deliberately saying some incredibly stupid shit and watching Wylan speedrun the five stages of grief as he realises, with horror, that he still wants to fuck me

#jesper fahey #wesper #soc #soc incorrect quotes #six of crows incorrect quotes #six of crows

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I SEE YOU AUTISTIC PEOPLE.

I. SEE. YOU.

Happy autism awareness week! To all my autistic people out there...

I am aware of you.

#👁️👁️ #autistic #autism #autism awareness #autism acceptance

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Death lives in everyone. We live in death, " the girl on the train next to me says. Her eyes are pure white, and her mouth does not move, but she still speaks the words. I turn to look at her again and see that her appearance has changed. I can not tell you what she looked like before, nor can I tell you what she looks like now, but she is magnificent. Many eyes or perhaps no eyes look at me from beneath a crown or something of the like sits on the top of her head, and she looks at me (if she has eyes.) "You and I are death. You control your life. I control everything else." The girl then dissappears, leaving behind only the faint smell of clouds in the summer heat

"A life without living is no life at all." A frog says, hopping onto a lilly pad. It stares at you it's eyes dark, beady, and unblinking. "Death is coming, and all shall be dead, but you will escape beyond these mortal coils and run." Says the frog before turning into a butterfly and flying away, until only memories and a vague fear of eyes are left.

The sun shines high and casts its light onto old bones. They glint in the sunlight and shine as bright as an anglerfishes light. What made these bones, and what made them lie in a desert? Why are they here? What do they wish for us? The old bones just glint in the sun. They start to leak murky water and soil as the sun starts to come closer.

The sky is clear with swampy water. The reeds stroke your legs, whispering secrets to your ears. Some of them you know some of them you didn't some of them you never wished to know. The water rushes in your ears telling you about ðəæĵêɓɗœẃq and æœřƴ until the air in your chest start to empty and your really and truly alone in this murky green water with only your thoughts and the vague realisation that everything you have ever felt will never compare to how you feel in this moment. You see your past lives. They flicker in your eyes and pass into your skull. Loud and brash with no filter. A hand reaches out to stroke your hair, and you settle at the bottom of the river no longer caring about your own life. You remember nothing. The soil lifts up, and you sit at the bottom of the river it covers your face, and You Close Your Eyes Again

Why would you do this? The sky is grey and dark, or at least you think it should be. Anything else would hurt your eyes. You have sunken down to the deep bottom of the river. Weird creatures swim past your body. You can no longer think of anything but the need for memories and the feel of rust against your fingertips. You have no clue whether you're dead or not. Your legs are no longer there, and neither are your arms or heart. There is no heart in the river. The river only has songs to share, and she harbours no heart. She wishes she does though. She wishes for anything other than song and fish. Dread seeps into your bones and settles there. The river drains and becomes a dry wasteland with only sand and shrubs. A day comes, and people find your bones, and the thought haunts them for the very rest of life. You live on.

The sky darkens with the weight of a billion feathers and rocks rain down. The end is here. It's what you've always wanted and never had. It's what you've never wanted and always had. It is invincibility and it is strong. But never as strong and the sound of wind rushing through the trees. Never as loud as the sound of a river running through a forest. It will never be as loud as the sky you find yourself lost in. Nothing will ever be louder. You have found yourself in a cages of white light that is both darker than anything you've ever seen and too bright for anything to come into your brain. Voices cloud into your head with no visible people around. "This one shall suvive."Nobody has never survived." "Well, who said their somebody? You remember before. You remember sadness. You remember time. You know. They have come for us they have fought hard. They have talked to a girl on a train. They have talked to a butterfly frog. They have found old bones. They have become those old bones. They have ran with nymphs. They have jumped a butterfly. They have gone here. They are here. They will find out, and they will live with the knowledge that nobody needs to know, but everybody does. The sky is bright and the night is dark but blood runs darkest of all and it will stain the people who have gone and the people who have appeared. Everything will come to a close." "I remember very well. The old bones in me still ache with the rush of water and the loss of wings, but we shall stay with them. Loss never should prevail, and when it does, monsters rise and fall like waves." You are still there. You are always there. We love you.

Love is everything to the lost. Death is everything to the loved. I have loved, and I have died. I have lived and breathed, and I have been on earth for a very short time in her life, but I love it. I love the birds I love the trees I love the sand I love the water I love the volcanos I love the hills I love the vallys I love her so so so much and I will make my way to her soil and when I am layed to rest I will cry knowing that life will go on without me there but I will sob for earth. Another body put in her. Another skeleton rotting away into the earth. Another lost life of all. But as always, she will prevail, and its very egotistical of humans to think they will ruin her. The earth has been here and she has always been here and she has been through many a cycle of life and death and she is always sobbing and always smiling because life is on her and nobody can or will take that away. The meaning of life is death. The meaning of love is regret, but never let that stop you from living or from loving. Love has killed many and healed many more, but what will always win out is our skeletons rotting into the soil as earth cries for another is dead and beams for another is alive. She had been doing this for many a year and will never stop. When the sun swallows her, all she will feel is warm, and she will begin again. New. Happy.

#writers on tumblr #writeblr #writerscommunity #writer #ao3 writer #write #weird story #odd writing #i havent slept #i wrote this last night in a daze and then went back to sleep

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Vide Noir is the album I listen to as I'm slowly consumed by flowers and rot into the earth.

#vide noir #lord huron #muisc #good music #rotting #rotting into the earth #flowers consume me

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These two are hilarious if you get past the horror

#jonathan sims #martin blackwood #tma #tma comic #tma funny #i see no lie

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When Inej is too old to fight on the waves, she retires along with Kaz (sometimes) to a farm in Novyi Zem where they look after children and refugees.

#inej ghafa #soc inej #kaz brekker #soc kaz brekker #Kaz #Inej #six of crows #crooked kingdom #post-crooked Kingdom #headcanon #grishaverse

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SCREW IT!!!!

Resisting the urge to write a fanfic I'll never finish.

If you wanna know, it would take place in Inej's boat and would be ber finding her crew. The characters (this is in no particular order and probably needs more characters) far are:

Inej: Self-explanatory

Her first mate: I can't remember his name :(

Sia Manning

Caelan Lynch

Mya Fearie

Gade O'Sole

Wjan

#fanfics #fanfic #writing #my fic #ao3 writer #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writer #writerscommunity #write #six of crows #soc #crooked kingdom #ck #grishaverse #IM DOING IT #YOU CANNOT STOP ME

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Why would you do drugs when you can invite all your friends over to your house and eat chips and laugh and laugh and laugh and do each others hair and watch scary films and when they leave your cheeks hurt from smiling and your side aches from laughing and the silence rings out into oblivion?

#friendship #no drugs #drugs bad #cute #i love my friends #silence #laughter #laugh #smiling #beautiful smile #pretty smile #smile #great smile #happy #positivity