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Mack • she/her • Fanfiction Writer • Twenty-Four • Ravenclaw • Dog Enthusiast • Fandom Fanatic • Unapologetically pro-cursing
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 minutes ago
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Ireland’s Ancient East
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clints-lucky-arrow · 27 minutes ago
oh my god I didn't see this because I'm blind 😃 CONGRATS ON YOUR TRIPLE 1000 BESTIE!!! 💓💓💓
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THANK YOU BESTIE! 😍♥️
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Looking forward to reading your fic this weekend too 🥰♥️🥰
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clints-lucky-arrow · 29 minutes ago
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We Got A Second ‘The Nomad’ Meme Today!
Courtesy of @rattlethe-stars​
(Honestly, Stars, you never fail to crack me up! 😂)
Warning: Spoilers for Chapter Eighteen
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These Grogu & Dooku memes are absolutely destroying me.
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clints-lucky-arrow · an hour ago
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Just a ghost story. =D
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clints-lucky-arrow · 2 hours ago
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Daily Dale: Issue S3XU4LH34L1NG
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@abeneplaceto7 @bewitchedbodyandsol
Sorry I fell off the wagon yesterday. Sol, you're on rotation for tomorrow?
✨All Hail Darth Dale✨
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 hours ago
THANK YOU SO MUCH! ♥️
Honestly, I found the concept so fitting. Can't wait to properly get into it 😍
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I know what one you want to see 😉
It's more than a sentence, but I don't think that people will complain about that. (Excuse any mistakes, it hasn't been properly edited.)
'Footsteps echo from above, solid against the cracked marble floors. Each slow thud resounds, heavy and beating, like the unhurried pounding of a heart. Your own quickens within your chest, eyes lifting to fearfully cast between the shadows on the darkened floor above, peering through the intricate stone banisters. A prickle runs down your skin, iced apprehension leaking through your veins. Someone’s watching you.
A voice rings out from above, lost amidst the alcoves and cobwebs. “You shouldn’t be here.”
The tone is a smooth rasp, both curious and commanding. Edged in a growl. That dusty chandelier overheard flickers. Your throat constricts in a thick gulp. There’s a terror about being here, in this dim, desolate place, watched by someone that you cannot see.
Movement flickers in the corner of your vision, and you spin panickedly back towards the stairs, damp backpack knocking against your shoulders.
A figure steps out of the cover of shade, coming to a graceful halt in the centre of the wide landing. The faintest sheen of light casts across him, highlighting broad shoulders, a long coat, and a thin, calculating smile. He is handsome, but there is something deeply intimidating about him. About those burning eyes as they lock on yours.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he repeats, a little quieter, menace starting to seep into his tone.'
- Excerpt from 'Cursed.'
✨Send me a 🌹 and I'll post a line of one of my WIPs✨
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 hours ago
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I'M SORRY BUT THIS HAD ME CACKLING 😂😭😂😭
Me writing Chapter 18, proud of our baby but hurting for her too. 😈
I just saw this video on Instagram of DJ khalid promoting his new album but all I could think was ...
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Me reading Nomad chapter 18, proud of our bby but also OUCH OUCH OUCH OUCH FUCKIN OUCH:
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 hours ago
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I had no idea what to post for this one, so here! ♥️
This is an excerpt from my own fantasy-horror novel. It’s only on it’s first draft... So you know... Nobody judge me too much. 😭
‘The world is suffocatingly mute. The only distinguishable sound is the thudding of my own heart. I can feel the pulsations, the pounding of blood, echoing in my ears. Other than that, there is just… Nothing. Not even the wind. 
And then… I become aware of something. Not a sound. A smell. It had crept in gradually, growing stronger with every passing moment, until there was no ignoring it. A dense, animalistic musk. Goosebumps burst across my skin at the same moment that the temperature plunges. Glimmering silver cobwebs of frost spread inwards at the doorframe.Thunder rumbles in the sky, and the sound chases iced fear down my spine.
There is barely time to recover before a flash of lightning illuminates a hulking figure looming in the entrance. Pure, uncompromising fear fills my chest. 
A violent gust shudders past the deformed shape. The torch goes out. Darkness collapses upon the hut’s interior. Loud, rasping breathing fills the space.
And then, a floorboard creaks. The one by the door.
The footsteps are louder than mine. Far heavier. My breathing has accelerated. Despite the fight to keep calm, everything within is screaming at me to flee. The urge reaches an agonising crescendo as something looms above. It’s so dark in here, but I can still see it. A form shrouded in the deepest black, more shadowed than the darkness itself. It’s putrid breath washes over my face. 
I think.. I think I can see twisted horns rising above its massive head.’
Posting this has made me nervous! 😂
✨Send me a 🌹 and I'll post a line of one of my WIPs✨
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 hours ago
are you this stupid in real life too
Uh huh just about
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 hours ago
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Hello! Thank you for this, sweetheart. :)
We’re going to go with a piece of Sam’s upcoming chapter in ‘Call It A Night.’
‘His finger taps almost nervously against the glass. Whatever conflict stirs within him is all but palpable, rising to lace the air around you. Knowing Sam as you do, you don’t push. Don’t try to make him speak before he is ready. 
Instead, you just sit there and patiently wait until he speaks, gaze lowered to your own glass so as not to pressure him. When the words finally come, they are hesitant.
“Can I ask you something? And you need to promise to answer me honestly.”
Oh. So it’s serious. More so than you expected, judging by the sudden somber note to his voice. Your stomach twists uncomfortably, wondering what he is about to say. All of a sudden, you’re a little too aware of the sudden increase in your heart rate.
“Of course,” you reply, a forced calm to the affirmation. “Go ahead.”
He doesn’t immediately. Silence stretches out as you wait more, palms growing a little damper with each passing second. Eventually - just when you thought that he might change both his mind and the subject - his head lifts. Those dark, endless brown eyes fix keenly upon your face, and the question that falls from his lips is slow, murmured into the quiet room.
“Do you think that I should have given up the shield?”’
- Excerpt from the upcoming ‘Call It A Night’ - Chapter Four.
(Sam Wilson x Reader)
✨Send me a 🌹 and I'll post a line of one of my WIPs✨
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clints-lucky-arrow · 4 hours ago
🌹i love your writing!!!!
Thank you so much! 
Here, have a piece of Bucky’s final ending in ‘Call It A Night.’
‘“Are you planning on lending a hand, or are you just going to sit there and look pretty instead?” Bucky teases.
There’s a gleam in his eyes. Warm. Playful. A little heated, and maybe slightly softer than usual. Less intense overall, seeing as he’s in a good mood. That bright smile is on full display, unencumbered by any other worries. And for the first time since you’ve met him, it fully reaches his deep blue eyes.
Looking at him, another ache runs through your chest. He’s so handsome. Sometimes you’re not even sure that this is real.
Trying not to appear visibly flustered under his pointed attention, you lift your drink towards him, fumbling over the words slightly as you force out what should be a sly quip. “It’s an important job. Someone’s got to do it. Besides, these beers aren’t going to drink themselves.”’
✨Send me a 🌹 and I'll post a line of one of my WIPs✨
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clints-lucky-arrow · 5 hours ago
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Hey bby! 😍 Love you.
Here’s a small excerpt from ‘Call It A Secret.’ It’s the continuation of Zemo’s storyline in ‘Call It A Night.’
‘The baron takes a fluid step forward. Those hands - bare and pale without the cover of his usual black leather gloves - grasp hold of the back of the chair nearest, pulling it outward. The legs whisper as they brush along the ruffled carpet underfoot, but there is no other sound. Nothing except for his voice. 
That soft command comes in his usual smooth rasp, a tone that traces shivers down your spine. “Sit.”’
- Excerpt from Chapter One of ‘Call It A Secret.’
(Helmut Zemo x Reader)
✨Send me a 🌹 and I'll post a line of one of my WIPs✨
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clints-lucky-arrow · 6 hours ago
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clints-lucky-arrow · 6 hours ago
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Good morning disgusting followers, as you can see your assassins failed to kill me in the night and you must suffer yet another day of my bad posts
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clints-lucky-arrow · 6 hours ago
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eastern/central european things:
an internet friend: omg you should watch this movie, it's on netflix. *narrator voice*: but alas it was not on netflix
ugly ass trains
listening to non-europeans talk about communism/socialism and dying inside because of the worrying amount of misinformation. public healthcare is not communism. stalinism is not marxism. personal property is not private property.
the "who actually started ww1" debate
"[insert country] doesn't exist"
hearing a loud shriek at 2 am
far right governments
grandpa talking about the war again
dumplings
this guy:
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and these bad boys:
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also alcoholism at the ripe age of 13
those women who sell perfume at the train stations... there's so many of them... how... why perfume...
walking in the capital and seeing bullet holes in the buildings because they've been left untouched for 70 years
the trabant
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clints-lucky-arrow · 7 hours ago
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my blog is so multifandom and it’s so baffling that people actually go out of their way to make sideblogs for new content like i will literally shove all my random hyperfixations down y’alls throats
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clints-lucky-arrow · 7 hours ago
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Seriously
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clints-lucky-arrow · 7 hours ago
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me when I wake up:
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clints-lucky-arrow · 7 hours ago
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THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER 1.06 One World, One People
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clints-lucky-arrow · 7 hours ago
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I can’t fucking handle this
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