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onthesandsofdreams · 2 years
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Late Night Meals
Fandom: Rogue One Pairing: Cassian x Jyn Summary: What are you doing?" Cassian's voice startles her, almost making her drop the pot of pasta on the floor. Jyn doesn't turn, but continues towards to sink to drain the pasta. "Mac and cheese." She answers with as much aplomb as she can. "At three in the morning?" Words: 1105 Notes: Amor - Love Prompt(s): 15.- What are you doing? From @fictober-event
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"What are you doing?"
Cassian's voice startles her, almost making her drop the pot of pasta on the floor. Jyn doesn't turn, but continues towards to sink to drain the pasta. "Mac and cheese." She answers with as much aplomb as she can.
"At three in the morning?"
Oh, she can hear Cassian's doubt in his voice. Say what you will about her and Cassian, but the connection they have is deep, and there are no secrets between them. How can they be, when one will find it by looking at the other's eyes or simply listening to the voice and the choice of words. "I found myself ravenous." She admits. "I am in a point of my book that is really making me think, and you know..."
"...That when you get in that state of mind, you get hungry, yes." Cassian's voice is full of amusement. "You could have woken me up."
She drains the pasta and turns back to finally face Cassian, she smiles. Cassian looks handsome all the time, but there is something beautiful about the way he looks when he's freshly out of bed, tousled hair and barely standing awake. "It's boxed mac and cheese," she says with a hint of amusement. "That is something that won't burn down the house. And thank you, by the way, for buying more powdered cheese. I don't know what it is, but this brand taste less cheesy lately."
Cassian chuckles, "Yeah, I've noticed too."
She smiles and returns to add milk and butter to the pot, then adds the drained macaroni onto it, adds the packet of cheese and then dumps more from the one Cassian had gotten. She knew that they had odd habits, with both of them being writers and Cassian being a bit of an insomniac, they always made sure to have their pantry well stocked with basics and stuff they could just grab and snack when they didn't feel like cooking. Or, like right now, it was an unholy hour of the morning and they were hungry.
She mixes everything and gives it a quick taste, still not cheesy enough. She adds more cheese and tastes again, this time, it's much better. "Want a plate?"
Cassian blinks, "You know, I'm already up. Why not?" He says and sits on the small kitchen table. Then quickly stands, "Hang on, do you want a soda or juice?"
"Juice please," she tells him.
Cassian returns with cranberry juice and two glasses, which he sets on the table. Then, grins, boyish and mischievous. "You know, amor, this reminds me when we were living in New York. Both overworked and underpaid junior editors who were barely making end's meet."
She snorts and places a his portion in front of him, sitting opposite to eat her own. "Yeah, I remember. You know, I recently heard from an old colleague, she rage quit her job because her boss refused to give her a raise and, I quote, 'Perhaps this is not the industry for you.'"
"Asshole." Cassian says and bites into the mac and cheese. She agrees. "I hope she finds another, better paying job."
"She's pretty much like us now, she went independent."
"Good for her."
She smiles. She and Cassian had been in the trenches together. They knew what her friend had gone through, for them, it had come to a head when their landlord had raised their rent and they realized that no, they could not continue living like they were. So, they had began to do their research and moved Portland together. Their work, both as writers and editors gave them a leg up when it came to share their expenses and have some emergency savings. Cassian was a wiz when it came to finances, thankfully. "Yeah, she's unsure if she'll stay in the city, but at least now she can charge a livable wage."
"True."
They did not speak more, they simply sat in silence and enjoyed their early meal. It is her who finishes first and waits for Cassian to finish, when he does, he lifts the plates. "Are you going to stay up longer, amor?"
"I am," she tells him as she stands. "I have plenty of ideas as to what to write, and I want to take advantage of it. You know how writing goes."
"I do. Just promise me you'll take a nap at some point."
"I will likely crash later today," she says with a laugh. "I have not been drinking coffee, only tea, water and juice. So, I'll likely end up falling asleep as soon as I finish what I have plotted already."
Cassian leans back against the sink and gives her a small, knowing smile. "Good, I think I'll read for a while."
Guilt washes over her, "Did I made you loose your sleep?"
"No. I woke up on my own, but perhaps having the food wasn't the best idea, now I'm fully awake and I'm pretty sure I'll be struggling to sleep if I went to bed right now... wait, do we still have the lavender and chamomile tea?"
She blinks, she had forgotten about that tea! "Yes we do. Do you want a cup?" The lavender and chamomile tea she had bought had been a desperate buy after struggling to sleep and whether it be placebo or not, she fell asleep quicker whenever she had a cup with honey. She hurried to the pantry and began searching, unfortunately, they were out. "Crap, we ran out. I'll put it on the grocery list."
"That's alright amor, I'll make myself a cup of warm milk."
She watched him as he moved in the kitchen, gathering what he needed for his own sleeping draught. She did not offer to make it herself, she always got the measurements wrong. Even if Cassian did them by eye and never followed a recipe, his food and drinks came perfect. She could cook and bake - living on her own had taught her that she had better have some good meals on her arsenal - but she was the kind of person who followed the recipe to the letter, else it could be tragic.
Cassian finishes making his drink, toasts her and blows on it. "I'll be going to bed, amor. Good luck with your writing."
Warmth spreads over her chest, God but she loves this man. "Thank you. Sweet dream my love."
Cassian smiles, rises his mug and makes his way back to their bedroom. She watches him go, and only then, she grabs another glass of juice and makes her way to her office. She has a book to conquer.
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nkogneatho · 1 month
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can't stop thinking about king!gojo who is so strict and intimidating in his court. the whole kingdom is scared of him. when he walks in the room, the chatters immediately silence as if you could hear even a pin drop clearly. when he speaks, everyone holds their breath and only exhale when the king is done with his sentence. his voice is not loud or hoarse either. it's mellow and alluring. but people know behind that sugar laced voice, is someone who shows no mercy who does him wrong. people have seen him behead his enemies within five seconds in the conversation. he spares none. he is ruthless. but you...
you are his weakness. his queen. no one knows what happens behind the castle's door. no one knows how he gets on his knees, kissing up your ankle to your thigh as he slowly lifts your night gown. no one knows how he is pleading you to let him have a taste of you. kissing it and licking it. nobody knows how their ruthless king has your thighs choking him as he eats you. the same voice that sends shivers down everyone's spine is now begging you to make a mess on his face. if someone were to glance at your window, they'd see his pale face glistening in your juices in the candlelights, blood rushed to his nose and cheeks like he has taken an aphrodisiac. your hands tugging his white strands. you take your hand back before you pull too hard and hurt him but he yanks your wrist forward, placing them back on his head. he looks up at you, parting his face from your core.
"pull till you see tears in my eyes. it is an order."
fuck. king's order. what choice do you have despite following it.
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tenowls · 7 months
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teacher getou au...... wauh
#jujutsu kaisen#geto suguru#gojo satoru#itadori yuuji#kugisaki nobara#fushiguro megumi#teacher getou au#satosugu#fanart#very funny how gojo leaves both yuuji and yuuta on their first mission hssdjshjdd#i know hes technically watching but. these kids do not know anything abt jujutsu at that point and theyre also KIDS. worst teacher HKSDKSD#anyway. been trying to look for fics but haven’t been able to find one i wanna read so i was like ok I’ll do it myself#however i am not a good writer so. DRAWINGS OF RANDOM LITTLE SCENES WILL HAVE TO DO#i want a plot focused fic w a side of shipping…. blease if anyone out there has any recs#as in like. the shipping written in a way that’s relevant to the plot#i want to see the rammies explored. yknowyknow#what happened differently in the aftermath of rikos death to make getou want to be a teacher instead#how is jjk0 different without him as the main antagonist and who does kenjaku take as a host#how does shibuya play out#how are both he and gojo different as characters#having grown up into adulthood together#getou as gojo’s moral compass etc#YKNOWYKNOW#i am aware that to explore all of that would be a monster of a fic which is probably why it does not exist (to my knowledge) but#IF THERES ANY FICS OUT THERE THAT EXPLORE EVEN SOME OF IT. PLEASE SEND THEM MY WAY#EVEN A FUN LITTLE CASEFIC WHERE THEY GO ON A QUICK MISSION OR SMTH#AS LONG AS THERES PLOT#another theoretical fic i would like to read is canonverse post-shibuya but like with a plot that makes sense#jjk my favourite mediocre shounen battle manga. could be so much better. has anyone attempted this#that one post thats like im not a hater im a dismayer. thats me
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a-kind-of-merry-war · 2 months
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A guy doing marine research into phytoplankton is far out to sea and waiting for the samples to be ready when he spots a fast-moving ripple in the water up ahead.
Fully aware that this spot is home to a migratory orca pod, he assumes he's stumbled across an orca hunting a seal and settles against the railing to watch, because it's not every day you get to see that.
The ripples get closer, the shadows in the water more defined, the water choppier, and suddenly the orca and its unfortunate prey are zooming directly towards the boat and he's waiting, breath held, for them to duck right underneath--
When the water breaks, the ocean sprays, and he's suddenly smacked fully in the face by a very wet, very confused, and very pretty merman, throwing them both down onto the deck while the boat rocks as a confused and now quite hungry orca dives beneath it.
The merman, it turns out, thought that the boat was an ice float and didn't realise his mistake until it was too late. But he's very thankful for the impromptu rescue, and wow don't you have nice arms, and holy shit you've got legs, can I touch them? Is that weird? Can I touch them anyway? And your hair--
So of course they get to talking because they're both utterly fascinated with the other, and soon the sun has set and the samples are long-since ready and the moonlight is making the ocean look black and they part with the knowledge that they'll never meet again, and a kiss, and a lingering look over the shoulder for all the things that can't be...
And the researcher gets back to land, moors his boat, readies his samples. He packs up his things, shoves them into his bags, and prepares to go home. He steps onto the jetty boards and thinks of the merman and the solid wood beneath his feet seems to sway for more than one reason.
There's a splash. He turns, pulled as if by the tide, and there's a ripple in the water. A face. A pair of eyes made black by the moonlight.
And this is how the researcher acquires a merman boyfriend who helps him find samples and the merman acquires a human boyfriend who rescues him from whales.
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yjcorefourenjoyer · 4 months
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I know the beginning of the story, I know the end of it.
BUT THE MIDDLE
OMG WHY DOES THE MIDDLE HAVE TO BE SO SO HARD TO WRITE!?!!??!?!!?!?!?
-a writer
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sofipitch · 1 year
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u3pxx · 1 month
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KIM KITSURAGI - “Is that. My kineema.”
COMPOSURE [Medium: Success] - Something in him is about to break, *big time*.
EMPATHY - And it’s not going to be pretty, do something!
- DRAMA [Formidable] - Everything is fine!
- “Sure is.”
DRAMA [Formidable: Failure] - Surely he’s aware that he’s not the *only* person in the world who owns a Kineema?
YOU - “Is it really *yours*? I mean, plenty of people have their own Kineemas, right? Like working men, government offices, uh, firefighters I guess, maybe even animal control people? Exactly! A million different people who could’ve driven it into the uh…”
DRAMA - Pause, my liege! Ixnay on the Ineemakay!
YOU - “It could even be our *mysterious* joyrider!”
KIM KITSURAGI - Your frenzied babbling falls deaf to the lieutenant's ears. Instead, he approaches the broken vehicle, sunken in the ice. He moves with a caution and gentleness you haven’t seen him display before.
INLAND EMPIRE - It must be cold and lonely down there, in the icy water. Maybe he could sense its sorrow, calling to him…
PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Easy: Success] - His hands, which are always stiffly placed behind his back, are trembling.
ENDURANCE - This is the shuffle of a tired, tired man.
HALF LIGHT - He’s going to do something drastic because of you. Oh god, terrible! You’re a terrible liar! You can’t look at this, you just can’t!
VOLITION [Formidable: Success] - It's not *you* who drove his kineema into the sea. You have plenty of faults, but this one is decidedly not yours.
KIM KITSURAGI - He kneels down with his head bowed, casting his face in shadow. He plants a hand on the ice to stabilize himself, squinting to get a better view of the motor carriage. “Detective, it says ‘57’ on it.”
YOU - Sweat drips down your brow, and you feel a terrible headache coming. “Maybe our joyrider has an affinity for that number?”
LOGIC - He's not stupid, he knows that it's not that.
KIM KITSURAGI - “57.”
YOU - “What about 57?”, you brace yourself.
KIM KITSURAGI - “Precinct 57.”
YOU - You wince. “Kim, look-”
KIM KITSURAGI - “When I woke up in the Whirling-in-Rags with no memory of what happened during the days before, I've taken note that something of mine has gone missing.” He grits his teeth. "A very. Important. Something."
He runs his hands over his face, messing his already unkempt hair in the process. Regret creeps up on his features. “God. Fuck. They’re going to fire me over this, they’re not going to hear me out.”
EMPATHY - Desperation settles in the lieutenant's tone. Sadly, you find yourself in agreement, even if you don’t want it to be the truth.
YOU - “People are more valuable than machines, Kim.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “Not people like me.” He rasps.
YOU - “…”
KIM KITSURAGI - Before you can say anything more, you fail to notice the lieutenant carefully walking onto the edge of the ice. He looks over the frigid water, a dizzying blue that mirrors and distorts his exhausted face back to him.
YOU - “Kim?”
KIM KITSURAGI - Seconds pass as he looks to be contemplating something. Out of nowhere, he casually takes another step where the ice ends and the sea begins. It happens all too quick for the lieutenant to even voice a call for help— if he even wanted to — his body plunging into the cold water before your eyes.
YOU - “KIM!!!!”
uhhh bonus stuff? sorry i have swap au brainworms pfttt
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(im not sure what skills kim has at the moment so rn he only has narration as his inner monologue ok whoops, i would like to keep harry as the guy who thinks in dialogue trees so im still figuring it out pfttt)
also, this was done bc i wanted to expand on these old scribbles of mine, just like an idea, i just think that he'd be having an even worse time wheezes
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bastardnoodle · 5 months
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i looove putting them in little outfits
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onionninjasstuff · 10 months
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onthesandsofdreams · 1 year
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The Rebel & The Captain [16/?]
Pairing: Cassian x Jyn Summary: In which Cassian tries a write-a-thon Words: 100 Notes: A series of short (100 to 500 words) stories
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"Cassian Jeron Andor, come to bed. You need to sleep."
"I'll sleep when I'm dead." Cassian responded, not even bothering to look back at Jyn. Eyes fixed on the computer monitor and fingers flying over the keyboard, he carried on. "Don't worry, amor. I'll be done in a bit."
"You said that, three hours ago."
"Did I?"
"Yes."
Cassian stops for a moment, turning to look at Jyn he says, "Write-a-thon. I'll make it up to you. I promise."
"I'll hold you to that, and I'll let you be. Finish that novel Cass. It better be a best seller, love."
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shrimperini · 4 months
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everyone at aperture always treats wheatley pretty badly, he’s used to being called a moron and other belittling names due to his general incompetence. of course he would grow attached to the one person who is willing to spend time with him and actually treat him decently lol
chell is very much a lone wolf. she is introverted and avoids most people in the facility, and at first she would ignore wheatley’s ramblings and maybe even think he’s slightly annoying. but overtime they became eachother’s friendly face in a place full of unpleasant coworkers. they also see eachother quite often because he helps oversee test subjects like her. and eventually she truly warms up to him, despite still maintaining her usual stoic demeanor, she starts smiling at him more often.
anyway he develops the fattest crush on her. who wouldn’t. WHO WOULDN’T
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onlyjaeyun · 7 months
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𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 — 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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↬ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
↬ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬!𝐀𝐔, 𝐂𝐄𝐎!𝐉𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
↬ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐚/𝐭𝐡, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐯𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 (𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐃/𝐋𝐆 (𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐦/𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐝𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬) 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬); 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 (𝟐𝟖/𝟐𝟏)
↬ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐄𝐎.
↬ 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 (𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩), 𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚'𝐬 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 & 𝐆𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞, 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐄'𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧, 𝐎𝐌𝐆'𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐚
↬ 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 | 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒: 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃
↬ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟔𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 | 𝐄𝐍𝐃: 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟑𝟎𝐓𝐇, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑
𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠!
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↬ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒
↬ ���𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐅𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨 (𝟒.𝟒𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐦
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐍: 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 (𝟓.𝟒𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: (𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒???
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘: 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 (𝟒𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝟐𝟎 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 (𝟏) (𝟓.𝟐𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 (𝟐) (𝟔.𝟔𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘: 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 (𝟔.𝟏𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐩
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘: 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘: 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 (𝟒.𝟏𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄: 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 (𝟒.𝟕𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐨𝐬
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑: 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬' 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐗: 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝟒.𝟏𝐤)
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍: 𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐥.𝟑
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄: 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐑𝐒. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊
↬ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐘: 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝
↬ 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
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youneedsomeprompts · 3 months
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~ CAN THIS BE FAMILY? ~ ANGSTY FOUND FAMILY PROMPTS
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being torn between opening up and shutting everyone out
needing help but being unable to ask for it
keeping things to themselves even though they know they shouldn't
falling back into old patterns
not being ready to trust anyone new
saying the opposite of what they're feeling
not feeling seen as they had hoped
only taking care of everyone else but not themselves
not wanting to be 'fixed'
being extremely grateful for their found family but feeling bad for not being able to show their gratitude
still having to sort their feelings out on their own because they can't stand to be seen in an emotional state
crying when someone shows them love
thinking they're too sensitive/too broken to be a part of the found family
holding back from truly being themselves
not knowing how to handle being accepted by someone for the first time
being stressed out about possibly doing something wrong because they're terrified to lose what they finally have
being unable to believe that the support in the found family is really unconditional
'Will they leave me? Will they leave me? Will they leave?' as the constant background noise in their head
being unable to tell the truth
not getting better despite the perfect circumstances in their new found family
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qep0ermint · 3 months
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Hi!
I think I got very influenced by your art. Before bed, I think about Wally being replaced by a skinwalker. Its influencing my dreams. I was trying to figure out where this came from and I think it was the art you drew.... I felt almost... consumed to write this. https://archiveofourown.org/works/53140618
If you read (no pressure) I hope you enjoy! Thanks for the influence (as terrifying as it is)
Oh my goodness I only managed to read your work recently and I just love it, I absolutely love the way you conveyed the tense atmosphere between the characters and their dialog. I'm still impressed and even stayed up all night to draw something related to your work. Thank you so much for your creativity!
(A bit of spoilers for those who haven't read, beware)
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promptcorner · 6 months
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This has been in my notes for a while:
“Why is that coffee named 666 in the Morning? It sounds cursed.” Tim asked, glaring at the menu board beyond the counter.
“Oh-oh-oh! That’s because it is, my friend,” Tucker said, rapping an arm around Tim’s shoulder. “666 has six shots of Arabica Espresso, six shots of Roasted Hazelnut Root, Smoked Vanilla, Blood Red Sea Salt Caramel, Void Chocolate, coconut, and pistachio syrups from The Year 1666’s original line—,”
“The banned line?”
“Yep! But it’s no longer banned, so don’t worry about it,” Tucker said. “Anyways— from the original line, and brewed for six days and six nights, without filtering the grounds. There is no milk or sugar, the syrups are sugar free. So it’s just bitter flavors, and pure black coffee from the tenth layer of hell.”
“That sounds disgusting,” Tim said then paused before adding, “I’ll take six.”
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ollyrewind · 1 year
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ah yes, arthur and merlin, horror junkies
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