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A Sassy Dork
Writer things mostly. 28. Dog Mom. Prompts and OCs and WIPs. She/her/we/us.
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Not all venom fans are monster fuckers 😞 some of us are just aroace disasters who like the idea of a platonic soulmate who likes to murder annoying people for you, is that so bad?
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Moodboard custom crococentaur for @yunjinlee // Thank you so much//
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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)
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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
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“I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
— Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
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tumblr holidays of note:
halloween
the ides of march
halloween
dashcon anniversary
halloween
the queen's death
halloween
every queer tv show release date
halloween
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WIP snippet because I want feedback:
“Where are you? I need you!” The urgency in his voice was something new. An unexpected twist in events.
I didn’t ask questions because I didn’t have to. That was kind of how all of this works. I get a phone call and I appear in a place when I’m meant to be there. No matter the time. No matter the distance. I just appear out of thin air.
The ping on his phone was three hours from the house. Somewhere outside of Baltimore. I didn’t give the Uber much to go off of. I was never the chatty type to begin with. So, I just put the nearest physical address in and off we went.
It was the middle of the night. Street lights passed in blips and then there was no overhead light at all. The blur of civilization passed along the highway in intervals that were relieved by dark farmland or forests. This part of the world was such a flat, murky place. I forgot how ugly some of it could be as you passed, even when it’s masked by darkness. It made my skin itch in a way I really wished nothing felt.
The driver played music in a language I wasn’t familiar with. But I didn’t have it in me to ask him to change it. I really didn’t want to talk to anybody. The anxiety running through me kept my heart rate elevated and my Adrenaline pumping enough to keep me awake.
Although, I was distracted by the world around us. Enough that I didn’t even realize it was a hospital until we pulled into the parking lot. There was never an easy way to approach these situations. Never an easy way to unpack the little to no information I’d been given. All I knew was that he wouldn’t have called me if it wasn’t serious. Very serious. Hospital level serious.
I opened the car door before the driver stopped and nearly tripped out, having to carefully pick myself up before I drew too much attention to myself. I steeled my expression like I usually have to, knowing nobody likes an emotional wife. Not that you could really consider me one in the first place.
I checked my phone a few times to see if there were any messages but I’d gotten radio silence. He didn’t have time to fill me in. That wasn’t something new. He’s known for not giving me much to work with.
“Hey, I’m looking for my husband, Henry Stahl.” I removed my license from my wallet and show the woman at the front desk who types into the computer.
She pointed up the ramp behind her before speaking, like I was just supposed to know the way. “Elevators at the end of the hall. Fifth floor. Room 529.”
I nod my head seeing she’s annoyed with humanity and quickly scurry along without letting my shoes squeak. I follow the signs to the elevator, pray to myself inside the metal doors and try not to get disoriented when I step into the hallway.
The second the metal doors peeled open, there he was. Only… it wasn’t him. No. Seventeen year old Henry Stahl stood leaning against the window looking bored with the phone in his hand like he was waiting for me to call back with questions.
“You’re not very good at this,” he says, waving the phone at me like I needed to get with the times, even though he’s from an era before smartphones.
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[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories
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Honestly? Shoutout to those of you who are completely fucking lost in life. Those who don’t know what they want to do with life. Those who are stuck in a certain part of life and can’t get out. Those who are reaching for dreams they feel are impossible to reach. Those who feel like they’re accomplishments are being overlooked. Those who feel like their enough just isn’t enough. It is. You can make it. You will make it. There is an opening at the end of the tunnel.
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“Nah, he just does that every once in a while. Watch!” *shocks him back to life* “Still kicking.”
Daily Writing Prompt
“I thought you wanted my help”
“Yes to restrain him.”
“He is restrained.”
“He’s dead”
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You know who you are
but for everyone else btw it was @razzbberry
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