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venus616 · 2 years

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outline of alternative ending (part 4) of daddy issues

old friend; {tasm!peter parker}

context: i was scrolling through the original document i wrote on for the daddy issues series because i started working elsewhere and found the outline for the unhappy /angst ending i originally wrote in late june / early july

summary: basically if peter went on a date with mj instead of betty, and if tom went to knock on reader’s door instead of peter (choices and decisions) and copied it below the cut

0.5k words; very low stakes bulleted list of what i would’ve written without further advice

Part four: Old friend - we nearly drowned, for such a silly thing, someone who loves me now, better than you, and that pretty friend is finally yours and i’ll be around on sunday if you’ll meet me at the blue diner (mitski's old friend)

February -

She rekindles her relationship with tom

he would've knocked on her door instead of peter

she appreciates his presence and he's become to be one of her best friends outside of the affection as a boyfriend

she loves him in a different way than she did peter and realize that’s okay.

valentines rolls around and her and tom have a romantic dinner in actual public, something she recognizes peter could never give her

she goes home with tom and finally opens the messages from january of peter texting her last her to forgive him she rushes back home to knock on his door unsure

but sees this redheaded woman opening the door, wearing his shirt and he comes up behind her

y/n wants to die for feeling so stupid and she dips out on them embarrassed

realizing this is all Bad

March -

y/n has been spending a Lot more time with tom and he doesn't mind it but she goes back to the complex cause she has to actually do laundry or whatever

don’t know what to say while she’s on the way to her apartment picking up coffee and runs into peter on the way out

he offers to walk her back bc he’s on his way there too

peter: "her name is MJ"

y/n: "what?"

p: Mary Jane, she- that's the woman you saw last time

y/n: oh - do you love her

p: what?

y/n: do you love her, do you see a future with her?

p: oh c’mon

y/n: what? That's probably more than you could ever see with me

p: you think you know everything (he scoffs) you dont know how i felt

y/n: not like you made that possible peter, you always made me feel like i was something to hide, i know you never saw a future with me but you were never man enough to say it

*there’s silence that hangs in the air when they’re walking*

y/n: did you ever love me? like actually?

p: i know it wasn't fair to you to let you know that i loved you when i did-

y/n: if you told me earlier we could’ve made this work

p: i know-

y/n: and you never tried? you waited till i moved on, or tried to?

*silence*

when they reach the hallway she finally opens the door and shuts it door after getting in

April -

the time comes for y/n to renew her lease and tom is there

tom: what if you move in with me (hugging her from behind)

y/n: you can’t be serious

t: i’m serious about you. i love you so much and i wanna spend our senior year together, i’ll even move in here if you want me to-

y/n: no, no it’s okay, i really want to move in with you (nodding)

t: i love you

y/n: i love you too (kiss, then joke) as long as you let me decorate (insert implied smut)

May -

it ends by her moving out to move in with tom for senior year without saying anything

leave him with a letter MAYBE but then she sees them (Peter and MJ) frolicking in the park with Ben

they look so happy and mature and meant for eachother

y/n tears up the letter and just leaves

finally accepts this could’ve never worked, at least not in this life

#LMFAO #everyone say thank you teeklteekl #the writing’s on the wall

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corpsecoded · 1 year

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in the club getting psychosexual

#writing on the wall

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inferno-ontherocks · 9 months

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What it looks like: I've abandoned my fic

What's actually happening: It consumes my thoughts every single day. The urge to write gets stronger but my putty brain just. won't. let. it. happen.

#bashes head against wall #I'll get there one day!#writing problems #fic things

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quecksilvereyes · 2 years

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since im on a roll about tragedies:

i am sick to death of fourth wall breaks that are funny. i want fourth wall breaks that make me want to cry.

give me hamlet looking up during his monologue to see the audience and plead with them for help. give me orpheus, on the road back up from the underworld begging us to make sure eurydice is there, to tell him she is safe. give me orpheus turning when the audience stays silent.

give me someone, bloody and full of tears monologuing to the camera when the narrative has wound itself so tight that they can't escape it anymore.

"youre just watching me. help me. im dying and im rotting and im losing myself and you wont do a thing."

i want the tragedy to be the performance. i want the tragedy to be, truly, in the eyes of the beholder.

#tragedy #writing #writerblr #narrative structure #4th wall break #i just. why must a 4th wall break be funny #is it not enough to sob about being unable to change a thing #is it not enough to have a character wail at you because if you didnt watch they wouldnt be in pain

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himejoshi-alphys · 2 months

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Attribute all of Alphys' experiments and lab entries and accomplishments to Gaster one more time and the old man gets it

#hotland art club #undertale #alphys #sick to death of being recommend that writing on the wall vid. he didn't do shit ‼️‼️‼️‼️

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sunnyskiesv2 · 7 months

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"when you swing your brush, you have to follow through."

[on inprnt]

#my art #genshin impact #genshin #digital art #genshin fanart #genshin impact fanart #kaveh #genshin kaveh #kaveh fanart #hoyofair #WILL STETSON OH MY GOD #writing on the wall

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mydairpercabeth · 4 months

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I would've worshipped Athena forever that way, in silence.

Then he came

And I felt like he saw me in a way l'd never been seen before.

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yeahiwasintheshit · 2 years

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#lol #wall #writing #coffee

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bestofmidi · 2 years

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You triflin', good-for-nothing type of brother (Good for nothing) Oh silly me, why haven't I found another? (Found another)

original midi at https://freemidi.org/getter-2781

#midi #best of midi #destiny's child #bills bills bills #The Writing’s on the Wall #fishmech #1999

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 2 months

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The Dungeon Meshi crew 'leap' into action!

#dungeon meshi #marcille donato #laios touden #senshi #chilchuk tims #Full confession time: I originally planned to post this last thursday so I could caption it “Hoppy Leap year everyone!”#But as I was sketching I realized that the tentacles and Tansu party stuff came first #So devastated to have the frog episode and leap year be a week off. Almost a beautiful coincidence.#I love how they play on Marcille's vanity to get her to wear the outfit AND repair the situation #It is true her ears make the suit look very cute.#And shout out to our girl for having her priorities straight (heh) and not wanting to rescue her crush in a frog skin suit.#Though we all know Falin would be so into the idea. The painful thing that dungeon meshi never lets us forget is her absence #Falin would love to dress as a frog...She is meant to be there so much that it is painful. Beautiful tragedy beautiful writing.#The red dragon arc starts next week and I'm clawing at the walls. To those who are anime only: Get ready.

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triptuckers · 4 months

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keep the nightmares away - percy jackson

Request: nope Pairing: Percy Jackson x reader Summary: oh nooo what if there's only one bed........ (im a sucker for this trope and WILL use it whenever I can) Warnings: mentions of wounds, swearing, nightmares Word count: 1.5K A/N: yall know that audio from the rock "it's about drive it's about power we stay hungry we devour" that's me writing more fics in two days than I have in 6 months. I blame it on my percy jackson hyperfixation. enjoy!

you were so exhausted you could barely keep your eyes open. you'd been sent on another quest and had been chased down by monsters for gods know how many times already.

everyone was tired and just wanted to go to bed. but a prophecy had predicted there would be three demigods and a fourth companion on this quest, so it wasn't easy to leave the monsters behind.

'why did we have to be four?' you say softly as you force yourself to keep on walking. 'it would be way more quiet if there were only three of us.'

percy looks over his shoulder in front of you. 'I don't think quests are ever quiet.' he says with a smile.

'you know what I mean.' you say. 'are we there yet?'

'almost.' says annabeth, who is walking with grover in front of percy, holding the map and leading the way. 'it's just over the ridge.'

'thank the gods.' you mutter.

you know annabeth is going to state the facts rather than make something sound good. and sure enough, when you reach the top of the ridge you can see a dimly lit street in the distance.

you can see the motel you're headed for, a diner, and a gas station with a small store.

you're filled with relief of the thought of finally laying down and resting your feet. you could rewrap your wounds and maybe even take a shower if you're lucky and have the energy for it.

'come on, nearly there.' says percy, reaching out and gently tugging you along by your wrist.

if you weren't so tired you'd be reeling over the fact percy is holding your wrist so gently. but all you can think of is how soft the beds would be.

when you get to the motel you're too tired to speak. you let annabeth do all of the talking.

after a few minutes she returns with two keys.

'these are the only ones they had available.' she says, giving percy one.

'come on.' says percy. 'want me to rewrap your arm?'

you nod. a few hours ago, you got your arm sliced open and had to hastily wrap it. you're not very good at it, as the cut is on the back of your upper arm and you can't see it very well.

'grover and I will check the area quickly and then we can all get some rest.' says annabeth. 'regroup in my room at 8 am tomorrow?'

'sure.' says percy while you and grover nod.

you follow percy as he's searching for the room. eventually he stops and you nearly bump into him.

'sorry.' you mutter.

'it's alright.' says percy as he unlocks the door and lets you enter first.

you stop in the door opening, looking at the room.

'what's wrong?' says percy, looking over your shoulder. 'oh.'

yeah. oh. there's only one bed. not even a sofa.

you enter the room and percy shuts the door behind him. of course there's only one bed. and you're so exhausted. you can tell percy is tired as well. he's just better at hiding it.

'come on, let me take care of your arm.' says percy.

you head into the bathroom while percy rummages around his pack for the medical kit.

'sit on the counter.' he says as he enters the bathroom with the medical kit in his hands.

you do as he instructs and rest the back of your head against the mirror. you close your eyes but open them when percy lightly taps your knee.

'need you awake for this. you can sleep after.' he says softly.

you sigh. 'fine.'

'I know you're exhausted. I'll make it quick.'

'thanks, perce.'

percy ignores the way he feels when you call him that. he wonders if you know you're the only one that ever calls him that.

he washes his hands and then gently unwraps the old bandage around your arm. he carefully cleans the cut and starts on rewrapping it, making sure he's not hurting you.

when he's almost done, he feels a weight on his shoulder. he smiles to himself, letting you doze off on his shoulder. he's nearly done, anyway.

he secures the last bit of the bandage and then nudges you awake.

'sorry.' you say, blinking a few times.

'let's get you to the bed.' says percy, offering his hand so you can hop off the counter. 'you can take the first shift.'

you frown. 'first shift?'

'sleeping in the bed.'

'where will you sleep?'

'on the floor. I'll get the pillows off of the chair.'

you shake your head. 'percy, you're tired as well. you've fought just as much as I have. you'll only make it worse by sleeping on the floor. we can share.' you say.

sharing a bed as friends, that's cool right? not a big deal. at least that's what you tell yourself.

percy studies your face. he probably looks as tired as you do.

'it's big enough for the two of us.' you say, reaching down to take off your boots.

'alright.' says percy.

there's a knock on the door and both you and percy freeze. percy reaches inside of his pocket, ready to take out riptide.

'it's me.' says annabeth on the other side. 'all clear. get some rest.'

'thanks, goodnight annabeth.' says percy, visibly relaxing.

you walk over to the bed and lay down on the left side, leaving enough space for percy.

'if I find you on the floor when I wake up I'll make the rest of the quest even more miserable for you.' you mumble as you close your eyes. 'don't be a gentleman.'

'noted.' says percy with a smile, laying down on the other side of the bed, careful to leave more than enough space between the two of you.

it's cool, this is fine. laying next to you in a bed. nothing that could happen, you're just friends. right?

after a while, he can tell you're asleep by the slow breathing coming from your side of the bed.

he's keeping his distance, even if it means he nearly falls off of the bed. he's mind is spinning in circles about the fact you're laying right next to him.

but eventually, he falls asleep. after all, all four of you were utterly exhausted when you reached the motel earlier in the night.

it feels like way too soon when he's woken up again. he frowns, it's still dark outside. he shifts to get comfortable again. but then he feels something hard poke him in his ribs.

'oof.' he grunts softly, then rolls over to see if you're awake. why would you punch him in the middle of the night?

but when he sees you, he noticed your face is scrunched up in agony and you're mumbling something.

he frowns and watches you move around restlessly, nearly hitting him again.

but his frown disappears soon enough. he knows the feeling all too well.

you're having a nightmare.

a bad one, by the looks of it.

gently, he reaches out and pushes a strand of sweaty hair out of your face, then nudges your shoulder.

'hey, wake up.'

in response, you curl up even more so percy shakes you again, a little harder this time.

you wake up and immediately sit up, eyes wide in panic. your hand is scrambling for you belt, where you keep your knives.

'woah, hey, it's alright you're safe, you're with me.' says percy, holding your shoulders and forcing you to look at him.

his sea-green eyes are familiar and calm you down a little. you're breathing heavily and fully aware of percy holding on to your shoulders. you force yourself to push away from him, creating space between the two of you.

'I'm alright.' you say, closing your eyes and shaking your head slightly. you would not cry over something as stupid as a nightmare.

'want to talk about it?' says percy softly.

'no I'm fine.'

'talking mostly helps me.'

you sigh and start to fidget with your fingers. why does it feel so embarrassing? you're sure lots of demigods have nightmares, given what you go through on a daily basis.

'it was the gods.' you start. 'I'd failed some sort of quest and they let loose their powers on me. camp half-blood got destroyed. I couldn't find annabeth and grover. there was fire everywhere and you... fuck.'

'it's okay.' says percy softly, encouraging you to go on.

'I found you in the rubble of your cabin.' you whisper.

'shit, I'm sorry.'

'it's alright, I'm alright. you're here now.'

'you think you can try going back to sleep again?'

'yeah, I can try.'

the two of you lay down again, this time with a little less space between you.

'percy?' you say, slowly reaching out to him.

'yeah?'

'is it okay if I...?'

wordlessly, percy reaches out and pulls you against him, where you curl up against his side.

'thanks.' you say, feeling yourself relax again.

'I'll keep the nightmares away.' mumbles percy.

you smile to yourself, closing your eyes and letting percy's heartbeat lull you to sleep. you're confident nightmares wouldn't find you again. you're safe now.

A/N: If you want to request something, make sure to read my house rulesHere’s the list of characters I write for. Everything that I have written can be found on my masterlist. Please don’t repost my work, as I spend much time and effort on it!! Thank you for reading! Much love, Marit/Max

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corpsecoded · 1 year

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they should invent a someone that will love me if they never see me again and will love me if they see me every Tuesday

#writing on the wall

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wasyago · 3 months

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kakashi and bull 🥺🤲

#realized that i don't actually know how to draw dogs so i wanted to practice. and who's better for that than mr dog lover kashi #(and yes i know my persona is a dog and i can't draw dogs. ironic isn't it)#i wanna make a small series of drawings of kashi and all his ninken but this is the only one i have so far. we'll see how it goes #naruto #kakashi hatake #my art #sketch #also if anyone writes 'oh haha i thought it was etho' under this -#i will find you. and i will display each of your vertebra on my wall like they do with butterflies.

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dyinggirldied · 4 months

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The Writing on Walls

The world's gone buzzing after words, written in English and have the green slimy texture of undefinable origins, appear all over surfaces of walls available. The handwriting is the same so it is correctly assumed to be the same person scribbling. They are huge and easy to spot.

Recording devices have been set to see if they can catch the culprit initially but it soon proves futile when the words just basically come into existence.

Still, the content can be weird but entertaining at the best of times but downright disturbing at worst. For example:

The dead has overtaken my town and I'm a part of it

The fruit loop is doing it again

Does it matter if it's meat or veggies? The vultures are ghosts

Orange is life, orange is unrhymable

If there's a will, there is the fruit loop that doesn't understand the basic of boundaries and respects

Boxes. Nothing but the goddamn boxes.

Why is he so obsessed with my pelt? Can't he just call it skin like normal beings?

Cujo has ruined V's life. What am I going to do? I can't fix this

Don't say wish. Erase soon please

Frankly, I don't give a damn

She's taking our life forces

There's a dead kid in our locker

The odds are never in our favors

They are hunting me

The Justice League's currently overwhelmed with demands from the public to investigate this.

Or: Danny uses his ectoplasm or he finds a magical pen (depend on you I'm beat) to express his frustration and occasionally intrusive thoughts on abandoned walls or anything he can write on. Unfortunately, he isn't aware that his 'diary', which conveniently disappear the second he finishes, is travelling to another dimension(s).

He is careful though to not reveal any information, even his enemies. He slips in references from pop cultures that coincidentally don't exist in other worlds.

#the writing on walls au #danny is letting it all out #everyone is horrified and curious #dp x dc #dpxdc #dcxdp

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