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enchantingepics · 2 months
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Story Prompt 2
In the quiet embrace of the night, he left again. His departure echoed like a silent question, leaving her to grapple with the shadows that crept into her heart. As he walked away, her thoughts raced, torn between understanding and longing.
But could she blame him? His heart, a transparent window untouched by smudges or cracks, carried a perpetual brightness. He found joy in the smallest moments, laughed freely at his own flaws, and gracefully navigated the currents of life. Yet, he never opened his eyes underwater, remaining blissfully unaware of the depths concealed beneath.
On that particular night, the darkness draped over her like a wool hood, hiding the turmoil within. How could he have known that she needed him? That she yearned for his presence to ward off the shadows for just a few hours? He couldn't know, for he held sunshine and danced through cloudy days, untouched by the abyss she faced.
As he turned away, she mustered the strength to call out, a desperate plea lingering in her voice. "Wait," she said, her gaze locking onto his retreating figure.
He paused, turning back to meet her eyes.
"Can you stay?" Her words trembled with vulnerability. "Tell me everything's all right. Please."
Her unspoken plea echoed in the space between them: I need you. Yet, she held back, unwilling to expose the depths of her dependence. It was a frightening prospect, one she couldn't burden him with. It was better if he remained oblivious.
He blinked, a hint of confusion in his gaze, but she could see the understanding dawning. He may not comprehend the darkness that engulfed her, but he would stay. She was certain of that.
"Of course I can," he whispered, his sincerity cutting through the night.
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divine-x-violence · 10 months
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✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ Beginnings & Beginnings ✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚
The second addition to this series, so if you haven't stumbled upon the first, here it is !
Minor warning for suggested violence, though its a start so there's not much. But enjoy none-the-less :)
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An expression full of anger, eyes glaring, lips drawn back, sharp teeth exposed and a stance full of threat.
Tension filled the room, heavy and thick as the stench of blood that lingered on their clothes. Knives clutched in tight fists, knuckles turning white, but all was still. They stared at each other, intentions evil.
The room was small, and the struggle had knocked much to the floor. It was a bedroom, and the bed was now stained with blood, sheets torn, mattress ripped, blankets on the floor. The nightstand was tipped on the floor, the small desk lamp throwing light up against the wall, reflecting on the figures with an eerie glow. A mirror on a far wall was shattered, shards all over the ground.
The larger figure, a man, stood on one side of the bed, in nothing but pants he was sleeping in. The woman stood on the other side, wild and wicked, curved dagger in her grip, knuckles white.
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dragonfruit-7 · 2 years
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Okay, this is my first “real” post, and it’s a WIP of a story (by which I mean first draft lol) so it’s rough, but here!
Preface
“I’m sorry” is what is said when you bump into someone in the halls. “I’m sorry” is what you say when you’re late (again). “I’m sorry” is what you say after snapping at your sibling because you were annoyed. “I’m sorry” is said when you and your friend have a misunderstanding. “I’m sorry” is what you say when you let family down. “I’m sorry” is what you say when you get nervous, a loaded reflex. “I’m sorry” is what you say when you don’t know what else to say. “I’m sorry” is what you say to apologize for being an inconvenience. “I’m sorry” is for something you somehow believed you caused. “I’m sorry” is for ruining someone by just existing. “I’m sorry” is a comfort, it assures you that you are still able to live as long as you show remorse for doing so. “I’m sorry” is for anything you can imagine or need it for, a constant companion. A lifeboat. A tool. An explanation. “I’m sorry” is for your littler self, who didn’t know that using such a phrase so often makes it stick like a leech. “I’m sorry” is a pair of words. “I’m sorry” is a weight that presents itself as a feather. “I’m sorry” is stupidity. “I’m sorry” is guilt. “I’m sorry” is as close to human as I have been able to get.
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ruegarding · 5 months
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that scene in tlo where thalia tells percy he can't start feeling sorry for luke bc luke made his choices. and thalia reveals that the reason they couldn't make it to camp in time for all of them to make it to camp was bc luke kept picking fights. and annabeth never saw this as wrong bc luke was her hero. so thalia had to pick up the pieces. and percy thinking both that luke was put in a cruel position and that luke was putting others in a cruel position. and percy is the only character who understood both sides of luke bc annabeth sees only the best of him and thalia sees only the worst. and that's why percy is the prophecy kid and the one who gives luke the knife. bc annabeth had spent the entire series essentially giving luke the knife when he didn't deserve it. and thalia was never going to give luke the knife. but percy is the only one who can see exactly when luke deserves the knife.
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mightymur · 15 days
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[ISBW] Riding the Revision Rollercoaster
S20 Ep.12: In Which Mur Plans to Turn Hurt Feelings into Finished Drafts Transcript   “I read over the notes and I got mad and I got my feelings hurt.” – Mur (being fussy) I’ve received my edit letter about Infinite Archive, so I’m handling all the emotions that carries with it, which call the revision rollercoaster.  ADHD complicated my perception of time, so figuring out how long it will take…
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egophiliac · 2 months
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(almost) four years in, and I finally had time to draw something for the anniversary! woo! 🎉🎉🎉
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inkskinned · 1 year
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sometimes we just need someone to pay enough attention.
for the longest time i had been trying to read The Lord of The Rings. everyone had sung the praises for it, over and over. i'd seen clips of the movie and it seemed like it could be fun, but actually reading it was fucking horrible.
my parents had the omnibus - all the books squished into one big tome - and in the 4th grade i started sort of an annual tradition: i would start trying to read TLR and get frustrated after about a month and put it back down. at first i figured i was just too young for it, and that it would eventually make sense.
but every time i came back to it, i would find myself having the exact same experience: it was confusing, weird, and dry as a fucking bone. i couldn't figure it out. how had everyone else on earth read this book and enjoyed it? how had they made movies out of this thing? it was, like, barely coherent. i would see it on "classics" list and on every fantasy/sci-fi list and everyone said i should read it; but i figured that it was like my opinion of great expectations - just because it's a classic doesn't mean i'm going to like experiencing it.
at 20, i began the process of forcing myself through it. if i had to treat the experience like a self-inflicted textbook, i would - but i was going to read it.
my mom came across me taking notes at our kitchen table. i was on the last few pages of the first book in the omnibus, and i was dreading moving on to the next. she smiled down at me. only you would take notes on creative writing. then she sat down and her brow wrinkled. wait. why are you taking notes on this?
i said the thing i always said - it's boring, and i forget what's happening in it because it's so weird, and dense. and strange.
she nodded a little, and started to stand up. and then sat back down and said - wait, will you show me the book?
i was happy to hand it over, annoyed with the fact i'd barely made a dent in the monster of a thing. she pulled it to herself, pushing her glasses up so she could read the tiny writing. for a moment, she was silent, and then she let out a cackle. she wouldn't stop laughing. oh my god. i cannot wait to tell your father.
i was immediately defensive. okay, maybe i'm stupid but i've been trying to read this since the 4th grade and -
she shook her head. raquel, this is the Silmarillion. you've been reading the Silmarillion, not the lord of the rings.
anyway, it turns out that the hobbit and lord of the rings series are all super good and i understand why they're recommended reading. but good lord (of the rings), i wish somebody had just asked - wait. this kind of thing is right up your alley. you love fantasy. it sounds like something might be wrong. why do you think it's so boring?
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purplesound · 6 months
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Guilty
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uglygirlstatus · 1 year
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the nyt goncharov article comments are so ridiculous I hate that reporter for even bringing it up
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echoesofcamelot · 1 year
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Friendly reminder that this conversation takes place in 01x03:
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Note:
The ambiguity of his response to Morgana.
His choice of words. The right person to love. Not woman. Person.
And then, only one (1) episode later:
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He didn’t even hesitate.
It seems he had, in fact, found the right person to love.
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ayyy-imma-ninja · 7 months
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What's inside?
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enchantingepics · 1 month
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Story Prompt 108
"You just don't get it," they said, frustration etching lines on their face. "It's not about what's convenient for you. It's about what's right."
Their companion shook their head, unable or unwilling to comprehend. "But why do you always have to be the one to make the sacrifices? Why can't things just work out for once?"
A wry smile flickered across the determined individual's lips. "Because that's not how it works. Someone has to step up, someone has to make the tough decisions."
The other scoffed, the weight of their own desires blinding them to the bigger picture. "And what makes you so special? Why should you get to play hero while the rest of us suffer?"
"Because heroes aren't born, they're made," came the reply, tinged with a hint of sadness. "And sometimes, being the hero means being vilified by those who can't see beyond their own needs."
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divine-x-violence · 10 months
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✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚ Beginnings & Beginnings ✧˚ ༘ ⋆。˚
Welcome, to a series of randomly picked story un-edited beginnings from my 'abandoned' folder.
Once every day or few I will randomly select a beginning to include in my series, in order to get my works out there and perhaps find a renewed passion to complete them :)
As a warning, some will be gore/horror as that is a common style of my writing, for anyone out there that doesn't like those things :)
So, here we go! A short one to start off with.
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It was the begging that got him. That disturbed him. The sight of a human reduced to nothing but a weak, bloodied beggar, staring up at him with eyes so clear from crying… Begging with a voice broken from screaming. Some of them begged, some of them fought back, but all of them had that look in their eyes. It wasn’t quite fear, no, it was something else he could never pick…
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muffinlance · 10 months
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EMERGENCY FANFIC PROTOCOLS: ACTIVATED
Hey while AO3 is down
Here is a GDrive link to all my downloaded fics (it's OVER 9,000 2,000)
Mostly Avatar, also The Magnus Archives, Danny Phantom, Teen Wolf, and a few others
Mostly unsorted, some not even intentionally downloaded because the auto-downloader I use is Like That, so consider this a glorified "give me a random fic" button
MAKE SURE TO KUDOS THE AUTHORS WHEN AO3 IS BACK UP
>>> Linkie link <<<
Edit: Note that when AO3 comes back up that link will go dead again... until it's needed, once more
EMERGENCY FANFIC PROTOCOLS: DEACTIVATED
...Until next they are needed
If you were going through these for fic recs, check out my AO3 Bookmarks for the more curated list.
To make your own fanfic backups, I recommend AO3 Downloader or FanFicFare. (I'm not tech support for either; please don't message me for help.)
Happy reading!
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luyo-mi · 7 months
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my hadn sliped
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oifaaa · 3 months
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As I begin my umpteenth rewatch of fullmetal alchemist brotherhood I am once again reminded about how amazing it is that this show actually exists in the form that it does like can you imagine if a show like fmab was released today an almost 100% faithful adaptation of the source material not squeezed into 8 or 10 or 12 episode blocks so it can fit a season but given just the right amount of episodes needed to tell the complete story start to end
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