all right kiddos, i am officially over here now. theme is a little wonky because, well, i’m me, and i can’t theme
but i think this is gonna be better. all drafts will be answered on that blog, and i’ll get to reblogging things once i’m down following all my peeps
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ok, potentially major change: i might be remaking this blog. not that i don’t love all the people here, but i’m finding it really hard to do drafts even tho i have muse so idk
also, i’m on ana more than i’m on satine, so i might remake her into my main blog. so stay tuned while i try and do stuff tonight, or just write and watch baby daddy to make myself feel better
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all right bunnies, i got like, one thing done tonight, but i’m jetlagged, so i’m gonna hit the hay
i’ve got ap review tomorrow and a morning out with my mom, so i might not be on until the evening either. but i’m back in la, where it doesn’t get cold and i feel blessed
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Describe my writing style to me
inbent:
I saw a meme like this for art and thought I would make a writing version. I do not know what my own writing is like, so I would love to hear from anyone who has read anything I’ve written.
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i’m going between doing drafts and working on my novella (which may become a series) and feeling sad that i create characters that constantly suffer
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Send ღ for a first kiss between our muses.
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@calledbythelight because we talked way too much about this
Ana had found out recently that she disliked being delicate. She disliked walking around on tiptoes with her own flesh and blood. But that was what they’d been doing ever since he’d come back. Pretending like everything was fine, and when painful memories made their way to the surface, falling into uncomfortable silence. She hated it.
But they were stuck with it, until they talked about everything that was swimming around them. And she was still having nightmares, still relying on alcohol more than the people around her. And Ana wanted to go to her mother, her brother, for help. But she still felt as if she couldn’t. And so she hid out in her room, barely noticing that her brother was in the doorway until he’d made a small noise.
❝Hey. Come on in.❞
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(insp)
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If you want to be s t r o n g, learn how to fight a l o n e.
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ok but don’t think of ana deciding to stop feeling hurt and to start feeling angry. don’t think about this ball of rage growing inside of her as every day she spends without a father passes. don’t think of her purposefully hunting down members of the first order and slaughtering them. don’t think of her using whatever means necessary to draw kylo out into the open. don’t think of her being sadistically cruel with people who aren’t on her side
don’t think of ana finding that darkness in her soul and latching on to it because she’s lost too much now
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daily: phoebe tonkin
Phoebe Tonkin as Hayley Marshall
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“I’m holding on to what I know.”
@petitehux
❝What you know is probably a lie. The First Order is a sadistic institution that’s killed thousands. Snoke’s darling boy is a psychopath who doesn’t care about anything but his own twisted ideals. And your brother, you ginger brat, is a useless enabler who apparently left his own sibling for dead. I can sympathize with that, but trust me, you don’t know anything.❞
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