like this / comment on this post if you would like to talk about being mains! these will be character(s) specific, so i will come to you to talk about which ones we think would work best <3
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in case any proshipper needs to hear this today:
you are not a bad person
your taste in fiction and which imaginary pixel people you want to kiss doesn´t determine if you´re a good person or not!
no matter what antis throw at you, you are okay. you are alright.
don´t allow antis to convince you otherwise <3
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hiiii @fruityindividual sash my love thank u sm for tagging me <3333
little snippet of my probably sub par writing oh well i had fun hehehe....
“Blah,” Rory said. “Blah Blah Blah.” She threw a pile of novelty socks in the open suitcase. It bled candy orange and pink lovehearts like an open wound.
“Mmm.” Lane agreed from the other side of the room. She was carefully taping together a stack of CDs: When the Pawn… and Sgt Pepper’s as bookends. Rory’s bedroom was an explosion of nearly-nineteen years of novels and diaries and cups. Lots and lots of cups.
“I hate packing.” She proclaimed, frowning at a stack of paperbacks, twisting them this way and that, inspecting her jewels. Lunch Poems and The Outsiders and Anne of Green Gables. She tossed them in the case.
“I also hate –” kicking a pair of leather boots out the way, ones that zipped all the way up to her calves. Keep. “ – choosing. Like, what stuff to leave behind. I can’t Lane, I can’t do it!” Rory clutched a stuffed rabbit to her chest. The eye was falling out.
“Well,” Lane gently pressed the stack of CDs into the bedsheets. They were a dazzling array of untucked corners and bright blue paisley. “That’s why I’m here. To be your ruthless right-hand man.”
Rory hummed, riffling through fourteenth-birthday cards in her desk drawer. “For instance.” Lane cleared her throat. “Do you really want to bring your I love pesto pasta from the annual Stars Hollow pasta eating contest that was cancelled five years ago?” She fingered the sleeve, the bright green stain. Rory snatched it.
“Duh!” She brought it to her nose. “Mmm, still smells like 1998 and pesto and winning.”
Lane scoffed. “Okay, fine. How about your broken little miss piggy bank? Your half-depleted out-of-date lip smackers set? My grey guitar sweater?”
Rory huffed. “Okay, okay. I get it, I’ll purge.”
Lane put on Parallel Lines. They sat in their respective corners and purged.
nooo pressure (of c xx) tagging <3 @fatemy-friend @drowsyanddazed @pancakehouse @ernestonlysayslovelythings @stellaluna33 @disasterbiwriter @sarabethsilver @colgatebluemintygel @ivankaramazovsgf + anyone who wants 2 share their lovely wips consider yourself tagged <333
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“Can I say something off topic without you freaking out?” Zane asked. Roman gave him a look. Roman’s mind flashed to his and Lucy’s conversation outside the student center, and he tried to bury the sudden rush of guilt, and the intense anxiety that Zane had overheard them. He wasn’t ready for that conversation.
“Uh… yeah.” He said, worrying his bottom lip.
“Look, so I know you and Lucy are like… close.” Zane started, seeming to tread carefully. Roman’s brow furrowed, suddenly unsure of where this line of conversation was going.
“And I know you’re like, engaged now, or whatever.”
“Get to the point, Zane.” Roman said.
“Okay okay, I was just wondering like… you and Lucy…?”
Roman almost physically recoiled, making a face that was probably fairly rude if he was honest with himself.
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Might be wrong, but it seems like I recall some vampire/evil spirit lore being that if you have a mirror facing out of your doorway it'll repel them from invading.
Again, could be wrong.. but I think this might be why Astarion keeps a mirror and candle out in front of his tent. :/
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I have been super busy recently, haven't had much energy for sims & playing a lot of dragon age when I do have free time. (I new to the series and playing DA: Origins for the first time! it's very engrossing)
But do miss my sims! keep thinkin about hollyhead lately. hopefully I'll have the time to get back to it soon xx
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hey. hope this message doesn't bother you. I love you. I love your work. you are one of my favorite fic authors, I am absolutely obsessed with everything you write. reread everything ten times over, drarry or not, fluffy or angsty - even when it absolutely shatters my heart (e.g. for lack of wanting, SUCH a great fic btw i'm so obsessed with it). the four doors? life changing. two to lie and one to listen? engraved into my brain for eternity. what's mine is yours? what a ride holy shit, im VERY normal about it. wrapped? my comfort read. and so it goes.
if I could aggressively smother you with kudos and love I WOULD!!!
awhile ago you said that there's no such thing as "big deals" in fandom and I 100% agree but at the same time you are a big deal TO ME!!! not in the sense of any kind of hierarchy but purely based on the fact that I think you are such a cool person and your writing is amazing and poignant and your presence in fandom makes it so much better. it's been a pleasure following you here on tumblr and just reading your tags and posts.
idk I just think you rule. that's it. thank you for hanging with us. MWAH 💛
ahhhh anon sorry for leaving this message sitting in my inbox for a couple of days but !! i have zero idea how to react to this!! you're so kind!! thank you!! please discard any and all inclinations u have that i am a cool person bc i can assure you i am NOT!!
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