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yllowpages · 2 days
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i know i keep saying i'm going to work on drafts and i want to i proMISE.
but i fear my schedule is just going to slowly get busier and busier until it reaches a head in july. heavier pre-production work is going to begin gathering over the next couple of months for me. like i need to book flights and airbnbs for our out-of-town actors and process a bunch of contracts and also get a county jail on the phone to make sure they're still cool with us filming there. and that's just what i know about currently sghdsjkl. production will be over by mid-august and then i'll take like at least a full week off of all work to just like... decompress and relax because after a full month of filming i know i'll be exhausted.
until then, i'll be here as my energy allows, which isn't much different than usual. but i might also be responding to messages less even because i'll be balancing a lot of stuff. i love you all <3
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yllowpages · 3 days
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independent ﹠  private  𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄  ( ft. muses from red dead redemption, resident evil, uncharted & more ). penned by jay.
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yllowpages · 4 days
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This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.
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yllowpages · 6 days
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Jody Graham, ‘Buried under the lies’ Charcoal & pastel on paper, 76cm x 56cm
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yllowpages · 9 days
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yllowpages · 10 days
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plotted (technically) starter.
There's a feeling in The Dark Place. Like suffocation. Water constantly filling the lungs, spilling out the mouth. Sinking deeper and deeper beneath the surface of the water. Down, down ... He became accustomed to it, expecting of it, but it never went away. The dark waters stealing the air from his throat. Unable to breathe. ( Drowning! I'm drowning! There's no way out! This is hell! )
Alan stands in the lodge bathroom. Just moments before, he'd heard the door to the room click, leaving him alone once more : ' We can talk after you've cleaned yourself up, Mr. Wake. ' He looks himself in the mirror. The mud caked in his hair, on his suit, has begun to dry and harden. He can still feel his shirt stick close to his body, too damp to dry fully. He looks into his own eyes. Thirteen years ... ( Thirteen ... ) Alan looks down at the porcelain sink and slowly reaches for the faucet. He switches the water on, but he's almost hesitant to put his hands underneath the stream.
He does. Dirt and grime instantly begins to wash down the white sink, clouding the color of the water. He scrubs lightly until his hands are mostly clean. Alan breathes in deeply. The water is warm, not so cold and biting as The Dark Place was ( — is? Am I ... Is this real? It has to be. I'm out. ) The silver of his wedding ring actually glints in the light from above the sink. ( Oh ... Alice. ) He sighs ; turns the faucet off, the water stopping with a squeak from the pipes. Again, he looks in the mirror. He knows ( thinks? ) he's himself. But there's a tickle in the back of his mind, something pawing ... scratching. ( Nerves. ) He grabs the already-loose knot in his tie and pulls.
The sound of the shower running fills the bathroom, drowns out the silence from second prior that had become deafening to him. His damp, muddy clothes are left in a pile on the bathroom floor with his shoes, smearing the tile with dirt. A folded manuscript page sits on the edge of the sink, now. They had taken the title page. ( But this one ... No, I need this one. Scratch is out there — I need to stop him. ) Alan steps into the shower, watching the water streaming out of the showerhead for a moment. ( Afraid that it ... isn't real? ) Then he steps under. His body almost seizes up at the feeling of it. He reaches his hands up to push his hair from his face, wiping away the grime on his skin with it. It all just ... washes over him.
Even with the water off, the silence doesn't return. The water gurgles as the last of it rushes down the shower drain. Then the showerhead drips into the tub in a slow, steady rhythm. Alan feels as though he can take his first deep breath in years. Lungs fill, then empty. He steps over the pile of his old clothes. Water still drips down his shoulders and his back from the ends of his hair. He opens the bathroom door, steam escaping, and he's faced with the sight of the hotel bed. On it, a set of clothes. Clean ones.
This is real. He knows. He can tell. This can't be The Dark Place anymore ... surely. He pulls the white t-shirt over his head. Even being out ... His mind still feels stuck. Everything is ... fuzzy. ( I finished the novel. I stopped Scratch from getting the ending he wanted! That's how I got out ... ) Alan stands in the hotel room, becoming lost in his own thoughts, attempting to piece everything together, but feeling as though he's becoming more and more lost in the maze — KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
' Mr. Wake? ' He gasps, startled by the sound at the door. But his pounding heart easily returns to a steady beat. He glances around the room, quickly grabbing the extra manuscript page from the bathroom. He slips it into his pocket, then grabs the checkered flannel on the bed. Alan goes to the door and almost tentatively opens it. One peek and he opens it further : ❝ Agent Anderson. ❞ He takes a breath, beginning to pull the flannel on now. ❝ Sorry, I — ❞ He glances back into the room, catching site of an old, digital clock — it's been over a half hour. ❝ I lost track of time, I think. ❞ ( Thirteen years and ... thirty-nine minutes. )
@soulcost / saga anderson.
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yllowpages · 10 days
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yllowpages · 10 days
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#YLLOWPAGES :  the local yellow pages is a complete classified directory of consumer goods and services for your local area. it features both businesses in your town and those in surrounding communities which want to serve you.  /  multi-muse consisting of canon and original characters from various sources.
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yllowpages · 11 days
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john being utterly annoyed by zero and his presence while the dog is just licking his face nonstop, so happy to see john......... that really does live in my head rent-free
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yllowpages · 11 days
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John Wick
and a very lucky dog
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yllowpages · 11 days
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yllowpages · 11 days
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WHICH OF MY FAVORITE SPECIFIC CHARACTER ARCHETYPES ARE YOU, JOHN WICK?
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LIFE / DEATH / LIFE : a person who represents the mysteries and inner workings of the world's forces ; a person who has destiny at their back, a person wielding their understanding like a weapon. a person who cycles through rebirths and deaths, growing ever more clever.
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tagging : anyone who would like to do this <3
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yllowpages · 11 days
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yllowpages · 11 days
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► reblog to let your mutuals know that... YOUR RP BLOG IS NOT TIME-SENSITIVE!
...That there is NO time limit or expiration date on asks, memes or threads.
...That your partners NEVER need to feel they have to apologise for not responding to a thread or ask yet.
...That you welcome replies to "OLD" threads and memes, even if they've been sitting quietly untouched for weeks or months.
...That there is NEVER any pressure or obligation for your partners to reply until they feel the drive and enthusiasm to do so.
...That YOU will happily respond to things at YOUR OWN leisure, and you would like your partners to feel comfortable doing the same.
Not everybody enjoys running their blog this way and that's a-okay. But removing the idea that RP interactions are something that can "expire" or that the asks in your inbox have an unspoken "due-date", takes the pressure off of both your partners and yourself and can help bust feelings of stress/anxiety from the hobby. Reblog to let your partners know that you're just jazzed to receive new writing from them, whenever it comes.
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yllowpages · 11 days
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dirty valentine, richard siken
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yllowpages · 12 days
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i kind of left people hanging on some IMs and i hope to get to them today. work got the better of me and now i'm gearing up to take on a producer position for a feature film so that's probably going to use up even more of my brain power
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yllowpages · 12 days
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