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How he holds you
(Lost boys x gender neutral reader headcanons)
Warnings: Marko being a lil cheeky
Authors note: heeeyy chickens, long time no see♡I transferred to university and I have little to no time to write stuff like this anymore. Buut since it’s October, I gotta do my fav boys
David
-David doesn’t really hold you per say. You more or less cling and hold on to him.
-He doesn’t like seeming too vulnerable or soft when in public. Especially while on the boardwalk and the surf nazis are out and about
-However, if you’re standing next to him, he will casually put his hand on the back of yours. Theres something about his palm resting on your hand that just makes him feel content
-When you two are in the cave and hes sitting in his chair or on the couch, he always beckons you to sit on his lap. While you’re on his lap, he’ll snake his arm around your back and rest his hand on your thigh or butt.
-While he says its to “keep hold of what's his” it’s also so your back isnt digging into the metal of his wheelchair.
-It’s old and rusty and he doesnt really want you to be squirming cause it’s hurting your skin
-Some nights when the two of you are alone or you had a bad day, he lets you lay on his chest while he lays down on the couch.
-Your hands fall to his chest and his arms will wrap around you to keep you pressed comfortably against him.
-Even though his heart no longer beats, you swear you sometimes hear faint thumps when you mumble how much you love him into his chest
-Overall 6/10 cause he only holds you back every few weeks.
Dwayne
-Dwayne isn’t afraid to wrap an arm around your waist or hips while in public. It’s his way of showing people that you’re his partner and to keep you close to him
-He’ll sometimes put his fingers through your belt loops
-When meeting up in public, he’ll loosely wrap his arms around your hips while giving you a kiss. When meeting you in private, like at your house, he will actually give you a decent hug
-I like to think that Dwayne will link pinkies with you while walking around the boardwalk sometimes. He thinks it’s really sweet.
-When you two are in the cave, he’ll come up behind you and snake his arms around you and rest his head on your shoulder. His stubble tends to tickle your neck a bit
-he might take in a big inhale of your scent
-When you two cuddle, hes pulling you so close to him that you’re practically smothering him
-He loves it
-His hands will move all over the place. Your back, hips, thighs, butt, maybe one in your hair
-If you fall asleep, hes on cloud 9. He’ll most likely move you both into a small nest spot in the cave and either fall asleep with you or stay awake to watch you sleep. If you guys are at your place, he watches over you while you sleep.
-10/10 cause his cuddles are top notch
Paul
-Paul can’t keep his hands to himself so hes holding you all the damn time.
-Had a bad day? Let him hold you, he wants to make you feel better
-Theres a puddle on the ground? He’ll carry you over it
-Yikes babe, your shoe is untied, guess he’s gotta hold you so you don’t trip
-Yeah, hes very touchy
-Out on the boardwalk he loves to hold your hands. Like, he hates having to let go of your hand if you have to do something.
-Heaven forbid you want to eat or need to sneeze
-On the occasions where he takes you flying with him, he keeps you so close to him. He would never drop you but theres been a few times where you slipped from his grasp and it spooked you. So, he’ll have an iron grip on you while flying over the ocean or Santa Carla
-If you’re ever with him when he’s having a smoke sesh, he goes to maximum handsyness. God help you if you need to pee
-Like Dwayne, his hands are going everywhere, but hes gripping you as if you’re going to float away.
-He loves keeping you close because you’re so warm against his cold body. His cold hands will slip under your shirt and move around. He’s not trying to tickle you, he just loves how warm your back is.
-9.5/10 because his hands are cold as hell
Marko
-Marko’s not as handsy as the others
-Once in a blue moon, Marko lets you wrap your arms around him and he will envelop you in his jacket. It’s warm and it’s a really rare soft moment with him. It only happens when you forget a jacket and you’re both on the boardwalk and it’s freezing. Surprisingly, hes warm because of how thick his jacket is
-However, he mostly keeps a hand in your back pocket or he’ll pinch your butt. If hes showing you something, he takes your hand to lead you.
-Thats about as far as it goes in public.
-However, in private, it is a totally different scene
-He likes to hold you from behind. He sneaks up and wraps his arms around you while shoving his face into your hair
-He’ll only do this when no one is around. He does not want the others to see him like this.
-He does like to cuddle with you. He’s the big spoon and youre always the little spoon
-The feeling of your body expanding while breathing tends to calm him down since he easily gets wound up.
-While spooning you, he’ll lean forward just a bit to kiss you on the cheek. He will also sometimes entwine your hands and kiss the back of your hand.
-He warms up underneath the covers with you.
-Moments like that remind him that it’s okay to be relaxed with others
-I give him a 7/10
#the lost boys imagines#the lost boys x reader#rosemary writes#the lost boys 1987#the lost boys paul#david the lost boys x reader#dwayne lost boys x reader#paul the lost boys x reader#marko lost boys x reader#marko the lost boys#paul the lost boys#david the lost boys#the lost boys dwayne
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Fault - Tam drabble (pre-stellarlune) based on the Linh quote posted on Shannon Messangers Instagram.
Linh closed her eyes, gathering a small sphere of water with her hands. "Fine," She said studying her rippled reflection "do what you want, Tam. Just... don't expect me to be a part of it." "But-" Tam began, Linh cut him short "I know that we're twins, I know that we've always been side by side, bound at the hip -- but... you can't just expect me to go along with your crazy plans!" "Crazy?!" Tam took a step back, "You don't understand, Linh, this is my fault! He's gone because of me!" The shadows creeped towards him, every bit of darkness in the world seemingly drawn to his distress. Linh paused for a moment, "What about the human world do you even know, Tam?"
"Plenty! I've been reading these books that Sophie gave me, and watching these movies that Dex has, I know a lot, okay? I think I'll be fine!"
"Will you?"
Tam looked down at the leaping crystal in his hands, the sparkling blue that had the power to whisk him away to the Forbidden Cities, then he looked back up at Linh, his twin, his <i>life.</i>
"I will."
Then he was gone.
#i could add on#should i add on?#kotlc#kotlc fanfic#kotlc linh#kotlc tam#kotlc fic#kotlc keefe#rosemary writes
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ouppies PART TWO
PART ONE <-here
#homestuck#my art#karkat vantas#jade harley#kanaya maryam#terezi pyrope#rosemary#davekat#johnrezi#hs fanart#AUTHORS NOTE: im not too fond of the writing in this one feels would have made it more wordy but the page legit couldnt fit all the dialog
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rosemary masterlist
rosemary
harry has a lot of secrets and has perfected the art of being alone. y/n likes to wear bows in her hair and tries harder than anyone harry has ever known.
including: some bad dreams, a baker!y/n, and cheese :)
wordcount: 14.5k+
hyssop
y/n made harry want to try, even if he didn't always believe he deserved the chance
including: harry walking her home, time at the library, and soft stuff :)
wordcount: 11.5k+
sage
harry knew the past would catch up one day. he just hoped it wouldn't be today.
including: walks home, first kisses, and photos
wordcount: 11.5k+
lovage
the past finally caught up with harry and now y/n might have to pay for it
including: a getaway, tears, and bad dreams
wordcount: 16k+
thyme
harry's tired of hiding. y/n's here to listen
including: confessions, blood and gun mentions, showering together, and lots of tears
wordcount: 11.4k+
vervain
harry goes home for the first time
including: some tears, some kisses, smut (mutual masterbation, liiiiiiight bondage (he holds her hands up), and kissing !), and cats!
wordcount: 14.9k+
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blurbs can be found here
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"Making Rosemary tea drinking lesbians is bad" says Internet User, but not because it strips them of their characterization and turns them into carbon copies of each other, destined to sit in the background while other characters (men) have character arcs around them, but because they aren't Silly Enough. No no, we don't need to flesh them out, we just need to turn them from Wise Lesbian Couple to Comedic Relief. This will fix everything wrong with fandom depictions of them. *Wipes sweat from forehead* Woo! Being a feminist is so tough!
#talk tag#homestuck#if you cant tell im starting to have feelings#obligatory ofc its okay to write rosemary being funni but man is it exhausting when the bare minimum or rosemary thought seems to be#“wait a second! rosemary arent tea drinking lesbians! theyre secretly really funny” with no thought past this#trust me i like writing them fail as much as the next person but yk these are characters right?#you know that they exist outside of each other... right!?!??!#rosemary#rose lalonde#kanaya maryam#recent developments in fandom have managed to invent a whole new flavor of rosemary for me to hate#that accidentally perpetuates all of the issues w them that people have been pointing out for years#anyways i miss them
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Love Grows - Part 1
This is my take on teen dad Steve! It was just supposed to be a ficlet, but the word count is currently hovering at 4k and I'm not done, so this will be going up in parts. <3
Ao3 | Part 2
February '85
The rumors have been flying for weeks. It only took one cheerleader to see Steve Harrington out and about with a baby and soon enough the news was all over the school. Nevermind that no one else has even seen said baby, but just the one accusation is enough to send the rumor mill into production.
It's something that had piqued Eddie's interest, but he quickly attributed it to teenagers spreading drama, a fiction created for their own entertainment. That is, until the day Harrington shows up to school with the baby.
The halls are buzzing, more so than usual, and it only takes until second period for Eddie to realize why. The entire class breaks into whispers when Steve walks in with a baby carrier in one hand, a piece of paper in the other, and a diaper bag slung over his shoulder. The paper goes to the teacher, who reads it before saying something to Steve, and Eddie is so curious but unable to hear anything over the chatter in the room.
Eddie can’t take his eyes off Steve for the rest of the class. He watches as the carrier finds a home on the floor, right by Steve’s desk, and Eddie has a perfect view of the little, rosy-cheeked baby girl from his seat two rows behind Steve (at least, Eddie’s assuming it’s a girl. The blanket tucked around her is a soft pink, so-). He sees every time Steve leans over to check on her, sees how her big eyes flick up to look at him, how she smiles around the pacifier in her mouth.
It makes Eddie go all gooey inside; he's always loved kids, always hoped to find a guy who is good with them, and seeing Harrington being so attentive only increases the low-key crush he has on the other guy (he knows it’s a little pathetic, but Steve is very attractive, and Eddie is very gay, sue him). When the class ends, Eddie gathers his stuff slowly so he has an excuse to hang back a little and watch Steve interact with the baby some more, but soon enough the younger is also packed up and out the door.
Eddie doesn't see Steve again until later that day, when he's skipping out on 5th period and hears a baby crying as he passes by a closed classroom door. He peeks in through the window and sees Harrington pacing slowly while holding the baby against his shoulder, one arm supporting her from the bottom as his free hand rubs circles into her back.
For a moment Eddie thinks about walking on, about just leaving Steve alone as he comforts his wailing child, but the cries pull hard on Eddie's heartstrings and he finds himself opening the door and slipping inside.
"Everything okay?" he asks, and Steve looks up in surprise before his expression shifts into something unreadable.
"Yeah, we're fine. She's just extra fussy because she's teething. I came in here because I don't want to disturb anyone else."
Eddie hums and goes to the nearby diaper bag, starts digging through it and is surprised when Steve doesn't tell him to stop. He finds a little bottle of numbing gel and smears some onto his pinky before sliding it into the baby's still wailing mouth, and carefully rubs it over her gums as he coos at her.
"I know, honey, it hurts so bad. It's gonna be okay, though, just you wait."
He glances up to see Steve staring at him, his expression curious, and Eddie suddenly feels overexposed.
"My last neighbor had two jobs and three small kids, so I have a little experience with babies," Eddie explains, needing to fill the sudden silence that falls as the baby calms. His finger is still in her mouth, and he feels no desire to remove it, especially once she starts gnawing on it gently. Steve glances down at his girl before giving Eddie a soft smile, and Eddie's heart flips in his chest.
"That's more than I have, at least. Thanks."
"No worries, man. What, uh- what's her name?"
"Rosemary," Steve says, humming when the baby makes a soft noise. "At least, that's what I'm changing it to, as soon as I'm able."
The warmth that had settled in Eddie's stomach sours a little at Steve's declaration, and as he pulls his finger from the baby's mouth he can't help biting out "And her mom is okay with you changing her name?"
The atmosphere in the room changes as Steve's face crumbles, and Eddie knows he's said something wrong.
"Her mom didn't want anything to do with her," Steve replies softly, and oh no, Eddie instantly feels like a piece of shit. He'd heard the rumors that some girl had just dumped the baby on him, but he didn't think they were true.
"Shit, I'm so sorry, man. I didn't mean to assume anything."
"It's okay. No one really knows about the whole… situation."
There's an awkward pause before Eddie asks "So, Rosemary. Your choice wouldn't happen to be inspired by a certain Edison Lighthouse song, would it?" He smiles when Steve blushes, the pink dusting his face so sweetly as he shrugs.
"It was my grandma's favorite song, and a lot of my happy memories are with her, so... I've already started calling her Rosie, so she'll be used to it."
"It’s a good name," Eddie hums, rubbing his thumb over Rosie's tiny eyebrow. "She's a cute kid, Harrington."
Steve mutters a soft “Thanks,” and then there’s a brief pause before he asks "Do you- do you want to hold her?" and Eddie doesn't even hesitate before nodding and giving a quick “Yes!”
He takes off his jacket and vest in one go, knowing the fabric is a little rough, and takes the baby when Steve offers her to him. He holds her close, one hand supporting her and the other resting on her back, and starts to sway a little. "I haven't held a baby in like, two years. I forgot how calming it is." Steve hums and smiles as he sits on a nearby desk. “Yeah, it is.”
They spend the rest of the time just talking about whatever comes to mind, and it's really fucking nice. Eddie learns about the gaggle of kids Steve babysits ("They're all shitheads, but I love them, even when they're using me as a chauffeur.") and Eddie talks a little about his own friends, his band ("I mean being famous is the end goal, but it's also just fun to get together and be creative just for the sake of it, you know?") and before they know it, the bell is ringing to signal the end of the period.
Steve frowns, a cute pout that tugs on the corners of his mouth, and Eddie has to bite back a smile at the expression. He sets a now sleeping Rosie back into her carrier before shrugging on his jacket and vest, and hesitates for a moment.
"Listen, Harrington. I know that we don't really know each other, but I've seen firsthand how tough this single parent shit can be, so. If you ever need a hand, or need someone to watch her so you can get shit done, you can ask me, yeah? No worry, no judgment."
Steve blinks at him, big hazel eyes flicking between Eddie's like he's making an insight check against Eddie's words. He must like what he finds, because he smiles softly and says "Thanks, Munson."
And Eddie shrugs, and smiles in return. "Call me Eddie, man."
#aahhhhh I'm so excited to finally get this up#I've been wanting to do my own teen dad Steve#and I'm weak for the name Rosemary#teen dad steve#love grows#steddie#steddie fic#steve harrington#eddie munson#steve x eddie#stranger things#joey writes#I'll update this once the second part goes up#ill make a tag list for this one#just be sure to mention it in a reply or reblog! <3#edit: now with part 2!#edit 2: now with ao3 link!
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Rosemary is for Remembrance Part 2
Part 1
Part 3
#my art#Rosemary is for Remembrance#the picture of dorian gray#tpodg#basil hallward#henry wotton#lord henry wotton#dorian gray#comics#horror comics#victorian gothic#gothic fiction#gothic horror#tw blood#(gosh writing Wotton is aweful#I don’t know how Wilde could stand doing it)#oscar wilde#classic literature#classic horror
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horrid joke. absolutely revolting. nobody needed to hear that
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#fnaf#william afton#michael afton#mrs afton#afton family#little tangerines comic#page#the writing may be progressively worse BUT did you see rosemary in a dress
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A clip from "Rosemary and Thyme: Behind the Scenes"
#rosemary and thyme#laura thyme#rosemary boxer#they tried so hard to say no homo#“it's like two little girls having a sleepover” yeah yeah i'm gonna write the most intense smut about them you just wait#pam is right tho#we don't know where they live so they may as well live together
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Jamie on their couch watching reruns of last nights match. He couldn’t care that they lost though. He’s winning. He has his daughter sitting on his chest, her baby shampoo from her bath time still swirling in the air.
He can hear Roy in the kitchen making a bottle for their kid. Their kid!! They have a kid!! Jamie still can’t believe it half the time.
Roy comes back into their living room, passing the bottle to Jamie and sitting. Jamie switches around so he can lean against Roy while feeding Rosemary. A position they do quite often.
While their little 8 month old drinks, Jamie leans back and bites Roy’s jaw. Roy let’s put a quiet growl but all it does it make Rosie smile.
Jamie looks at Rosemary, he doesn’t understand how his dad could’ve possibly been so mean to such a small thing because that’s all Jamie was, he was this small once. His dad held him like this once. But it doesn’t matter now. Jamie has had a restraining order since they first talked about kids. His father is officially out of his life permanently.
He shakes those thoughts away. He’s looking forward to tonight. Almost a full three days off, Rosie is fully sleeping through the night, and with the most expensive baby monitor they can buy they finally have free time.
The things on Jamie’s agenda are.
Paint nails. Take shower with Roy. Do literally everything with Roy. Don’t let Roy out of sight until the next morning. Cuddle (and more) with Roy.
But right now as he looks down to Roy’s finger in Rosemary’s hand, he’s happy where he is.
#jamie tartt#ted lasso#roy kent#fluff#jamie x roy#I gave them a child#Rosemary Kent#(Jamie changed his last name to Kent I just didn’t mention it)#roy kent x jamie tartt#write ab it if you wanna!#NyQuil is flowing in my system baby#toddlers are fuckimg petri dishes#might be a bit cracky#royjamie#jamieroy
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*rubs hands together as i prepare to begin writing the saddest worstest chapter in my whole career*
#im in a pretty good fun mood + i want to put my little guys in situations#isaac says things related to his writing again#writing#wip: rosemary#technically i do have to finish my silly fun chapter first#im THINKING about posting the sad one as like. a preview or something#since i haven't posted much writing that isn't reblogs and this IS a writing blog in theory
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Light my fire
David x gender neutral! Reader
A/N: hey babes, eat up. I got another David fic cooking
David had never felt this way before. Of course there were numerous times where he saw a person on the boardwalk and wanted them, but no one ever made him flustered the way you did.
It all started one night when the summer was starting to end. The boardwalk was extremely packed with people trying to live it up or bring their families on vacation before August rolled around. David and the boys were at their usual spot. Scoping the sea of faces around them had become second nature at this point with how often they did it when they didn’t have much to talk about.
Paul and Marko were idly chatting about the many different people who they wanted to “have fun” with. Dwayne had left with Laddie earlier to go play some games much to Davids chagrin.
He just didn’t feel content in the moment to sit and stare at the many gawkers that passed him by. So, he parked his bike and pulled out a cigarette.
“I’m going for a walk, keep an eye out will ya?” He said, motioning towards his bike. Marko and Paul replied quickly before going back to their conversation. In the blink of an eye, David had dived into the sea of people, completely submerging himself in it.
He wandered around for a bit, not really going in a specific direction. He looked at the crowd around him and noticed a few new pop up shops that hadn’t been there in the past few days. He waltzed over to what looked like a small jewlery store and just looked. The jewlery was silver macabre creations. Skeletons, knives, ruby for blood, and a necklace that mimicked a vampire bite. He smirked and let out a chuckle at the jewlery. It looked tacky to him.
Deciding he had seen enough, he turned and walked away from the odd trinkets. He paused for a moment, grabbing the cigarette that was behind his ear. He put it in his mouth and searched for his lighter. He checked his pants but it wasnt there. Odd, he never really misplaced it. After checking his coat pockets, he realized he didn’t have his lighter at all. Damn, he really wanted a smoke right now.
“Need a light cowboy?” a voice asked with the click of a lighter.
David turned and looked at the owner of the voice and was met with you. He was taken aback by your frame and kind face.
“Cowboy?” He asked quietly.
“Well, you’ve got spurs on your boots. I figured you must be a cowboy.” you responded, holding out your lighter to light his cigarette.
No one had ever lit Davids cigarettes before. Not even one of the boys.
David pause and when you took your lighter away, once you deemed the cigarette lit, he took a drag of it and stared at you.
You had a kind smile on your face and David could tell it was genuine. If he could blush, he would be doing so right now.
“Well, I’m not a cowboy anymore.” David said with a smirk, eyeing you up and down.
You must’ve taken notice that he was eyeing you because you blushed and David felt pride in making you blush.
“Whats your name? I don’t think I’ve seen you around the town before.” David asked, taking another drag of his cigarette, the smoke swirling around the two of you.
You gave him your name and he played with it in his head.
“Nice name.” He responded.
“Whats yours?” You asked, a glimmer of curiosity in your eyes.
“David.” He answered a little coldly.
You didn’t seem taken aback by his cold demeanor. In fact, it seemed to make you more drawn to him. Abruptly, a group of people walked out of the store that you two were standing next to.
“Hey! There you are, we were getting worried” a short woman said, coming up to you with a few bags draped on her arms.
He continued to smoke as you smiled and turned your attention towards the group of people. It irked him a little bit to no longer be what drew your attention.
David realized these people must’ve been your friend group and you didn’t go with them into the other shops. He observed you as you spoke with your friends and discussed what to do with them. He tossed his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out as you turned back to him.
“Sorry about that David.” You said, offering an apologetic smile. David smiled in return.
“Don’t worry about it.” He replied, putting his hands in his coat pockets.
“We’re uh, we’re about to leave the boardwalk. Will I see you again?” You asked, hope lacing your voice.
David grinned down at your frame, “If you come back to the boardwalk then yeah, you will see me again.”
“Alright then. I'll see you later cowboy.” You said, turning away from him and walking away with your group of friends.
David stood there and watched you as you walked away, never taking his eyes off of you as you disappeared into the night.
He wanted to follow you and take your hand and show you the night time world. David had never felt so flustered over a human before. He just had to have you
#the lost boys imagines#the lost boys x reader#rosemary writes#the lost boys 1987#david the lost boys x reader#david x reader#david tlb
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Chapters: One-shot
Fandom: Game of Thrones (TV)
Relationships: Jon Snow/Daenerys Targaryen
Summary:
“This is my first unofficial road trip,” she finally answers. “And considering the start, I hope for it to be my last.”
Jon smiles again. “You can’t let a Northern blizzard decide how many road trips you’ll take in the future.”
“It’s faster to fly.”
“The whole point of a road trip,” Jon corrects slowly, “is not to get somewhere quickly. The point is the journey.”
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Take a canceled flight (or five). Add two stubborn exes, a questionable consumption of coffee and candy, a dog having a damned good time playing chaperone in the backseat, and one 24-hour period shut up in a truck with nothing to do except look at the scenery and talk about your feelings.
This is not the trip that Daenerys wanted.
(But perhaps, as it turns out, it is the one she needed.)
#chase writes things#jonerys#jonerys fanfiction#jonerys au#jon x daenerys#jon snow#daenerys targaryen#like freedom like rosemary and thyme#jonerys falling for you 2023#iceandfirejonerysdiscord#heyo it's my first FULLY modern au with zero connections#i apologize
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yo so i did it
first chapter of historically inaccurate goofy wild west au is up!! itll have dirkjake, rosemary, and davekat in it
no clue how long its going to be but honestly?? too long for what this premise is. put more into this than this silly premise has any right to have, i hope you find it as enjoyable as i do
#homestuck#homestuck fanfic#ao3 fanfic#wildweststuck#wild west au#cowboy au#homestuck au#dirk strider#jake english#dirkjake#davekat#rosemary#writing
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Here's a little timeline(?) I did of Rosemary a bit ago!! It's kinda hard for me to get into much of her lore on here but the important stuff is that she was born in Sandrock and was raised by Cooper's family when her parents were threatened into leaving her behind.
#my time at sandrock#mtas#mtas oc#bii art#oc: rosemary#also I thought more on the broken nose thing. pen broke it :)#obviously could have handled this better but i didn't care as much when i finished drawing and just wanted to get the writing done with#i should write her lore on her toyhouse...soon
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Were you someone who was or is fond of reading books, growing up ? Because you're so excellent at writing. Like, nowadays its so difficult to find any book with half the narrative structure or interest your writing has. Feels like you were someone who liked hunger games at some point.
no yeah you read me and my preteen hunger games obsession like a book T-T admittedly tho, i am kind of currently in a reading slump not for lack of trying, but just because,,, i feel like a lot of recent horror/thriller/mystery stuff has been kind of preachy, lately? idk how to explain it, but i feel like darker genres feel the need to come with some greater life lesson they can serve up to the reader on a silver platter within the first hundred pages which very much goes against my 'tell your silly little story and i'll decide how it's changed me as a person later' mentality to fiction. i will resist the temptation and forgo posting a detailed list of all the books that have been added to my DNF list in the past month and their many issues but know that it is exhaustive.
#is you ARE looking for more recent/less mainstream books that i take a lot of my writing cues from#i could not recommend the author darcy coates highly enough#specifical her survival horror stuff#even MORE specifically Hunted and Dead of Winter#maybe even Craven Manor if you're good with a supernatural element#or fuck it#go back to the classics#read rosemary's baby#there's a sex scene that involves both first lady jackie kennedy and the devil (from the bible)#and that's what it takes to be REAL literature#personal#anon ask
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