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Your story is still worth writing even if it veers off from what you planned originally.

It’s still worth writing even if you aren’t feeling it right now.

It’s still worth writing even if it’s fanfiction.

It’s still worth writing even if you don’t think anyone else would ever want to read it.

It’s still worth writing even if it doesn’t get published.

It’s still worth writing even if it doesn’t get adapted into a huge blockbuster movie.

It’s still worth writing even if you can’t have fancy illustrations at the beginning of chapters or a map of the world at the beginning.

It’s still worth writing even if someone you trusted told you to stop.

It’s still worth writing if you just rolled your eyes at me.

It’s still worth writing, SO WRITE IT.

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Thinking about Ghost really throwing himself into missions post Johnny. Ultimately trying his hardest to not have to feel and deal with his grief.

Ghost bleeding out, fully aware he's not going to make it to EXFIL, let alone make it home where ever that may be now. Ghost bleeding out and hallucinating Johnny and he's so pretty even while he bitches and moans about Ghost being reckless. He knows he's right, that it was always going to catch up to him though, you can't run yourself ragged and not expect it to go wrong at some point.

But he doesn't care, it brought him back his Johnny, at least for a little while.

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:3

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He was always meant for Hell.

Or (amnesiac) demon!Soap got his reputation for bloodthirstiness because he kept collecting skulls. They're very dear to him for some reason.

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Okay but hear me out:

Witcher!Ghost and Bard!Soap

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"A scary bloke, aren't ye, sitting in the corner, brooding away."

The bard who'd been belting out a ballad a mere minute ago approached the tavern's corner, sweat glistening off of his skin as he leaned onto the table. He set his lute to the side before sliding into the chair across from Ghost.

"You get many lasses your way with that thing?" He asks, pointing towards the skull Ghost wore over his face.

Ghost grunts at the bard—Soap, if he remembered correctly—unamused by his friendly approach. He was here for mead and a contract, not a companion.

"That a yes? No?"

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This is a small drabble, might expand on it, might not

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posting this here too just in case...

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last game

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it's pride month tim. you know what that means.

what does it mean??

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Hello, Mr MerryMuttonWind. Did Masky throw the first brick at Stonewall?

if i remember correctly he doesn't have a great history with bricks

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Slow Burn Realization Prompts

✶ “when did it happen? when did i start looking at you like that?”

✶ “i think i always knew, i just didn’t want to ruin it.”

✶ “you’re the only constant in my chaos.”

✶ “everyone else faded. you stayed.”

✶ “you laugh, and something in me aches to keep you happy.”

✶ “i didn’t mean to fall for you. i just... tripped into it, slowly.”

✶ “i watched you fall asleep one night and everything just clicked.”

✶ “i tried to convince myself it was just friendship. it never was.”

✶ “i think the scariest part is how much sense you make.”

✶ “and then one day, i looked at you and thought: ‘oh. it’s you.’”

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Tender, Subtle Ways to Show a Character Cares

For the characters who will literally die before saying it out loud, but their body and habits scream devotion.

Letting them walk on the inside of the sidewalk

Memorizing their coffee order

Keeping extra gloves/scarves/snacks just in case they forget theirs

Texting: “Are you home safe?” instead of “I miss you”

Tucking their hair tag in

Offering the last bite, even if they really wanted it

Taking mental notes on what makes them nervous or happy

Saying “Call me if you need anything” and meaning it

Sitting close enough that their shoulders brush

Keeping an umbrella in their bag. Just. In. Case.

Being the first to notice when something’s off

Defending them behind their back

Refusing to let them feel dumb, even for a second

Remembering little details from a single offhand comment

Turning down the music when they walk in without asking

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It’s not even funny how relatable this is.

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need more fics of whatever gay shit is going on between graves and his shadows

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How is Garry's other dad doing?

Oh you know ….. enjoying parenting life