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carlandrea · 2 years ago
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Actually I’d like to think that at some point during a fight Nerdanel told Feanor that he’s absolutely exhausting to live with
And then you know he looks at her like he’d just been shot
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casual-praxis · 8 months ago
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Turns out I’m just incapable of writing serious narration.
Ft. A very, very rough draft of the first chapter to the Rainbow Ranch AU fanfic.
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(I changed the font in my Google doc because I just realized you could, and this keeps me more engaged.)
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wunderlander · 2 months ago
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HI NERVO
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growingveins · 4 months ago
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Regarding Its Purpose
By: Lakyn L.
Free my soul
Let it wander aimlessly
Without a body
Without pain
Humor my heart
And let it bleed
A trail of crimson
In its wake
Know my spirit
Its relentlessness
Its optimism
Seeks out humanity
Hold my memories
Forged in Fire
Lit by love
And feel
Grieve my life
As it comes to an end
Take my hearth
Spread my ashes
Forget my name
No longer spoken
Chiseled on a grave
Lost in time
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mizuthe-cat · 9 months ago
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I think one of my followers side blogs got shadow banned or something
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onishka · 1 year ago
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Cause you my darling can't be described with bunch of symbols made by human.
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animelover20 · 11 months ago
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Y'all why the fuck was I going back through my doffy wips after ages and realised that 4 months ago I blacked the fuck out one night at like 3am and wrote 5-6 paragraphs of the most descriptive, heart wrenching thing I've ever read.
AND ITS IN MY NOTES? I WROTE THAT?!
genuinely reading the dialogue pulls at my heart strings(hehe strings anyway-) it's from doffys pov(atleast so far)which makes it a bit strange but holy shit you just get to peak into this man's thoughts in the best way.(It's so sweet too🥲)
I'd describe the story but I don't wanna spoil it. However I may not even post it because I doubt the rest of the story could compare to how poetic the beginning is.
I suck at writing beginnings(it holds me back a lot cause I know what's gonna happen but I can't get there.) but this is the most poetic shit and it actually makes sense,aside from a few very moments where I use the wrong word.
Btw I also have question regarding the end of that. I can't tell whether sleepy brain was correct or I'm correct. Sleepy me said a window was projecting light but shouldn't it be reflecting? Listen I know that's really dumb but google sucks.
I'm sorry for this big ol ramble out of nowhere lmao I just went back and reread my masterpiece and god it's great.
I'm really proud of it,even if I'm the only person to ever see it.
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chunkypossum · 1 year ago
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treacherousthing · 2 years ago
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A scrapped piece of literature I wrote in my notes app :P (idk how to describe it it's just kind of poetic smut?)
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Blue
This wasn't a completely new situation. It's just a new feeling. I was completely entranced, under a spell, by the man who stood just 3 inches away from my shaking body. His eyes were like spring ponds as he stared down at me. He made me feel like he was looking at a Claude Monet painting when he looked at my slightly uncomfortable and definitely unflattering awkward body. My legs were propped up on his shoulders, and he undid the stubborn and stuck zipper on my old and worn-in blue jeans. I closed my eyes, my head resting on the pillow, soft like a lily. I let this man-- a man in which I had only started dating just a few days prier-- do all the work.
He was a soldier but held me like a poet.
He was rough, and his calloused hands felt like they held oceans' worth of stories and experiences, that my small deplorable little life could never even wish to compare to.
I dont remember anything but feeling like I was drowning in in sweet horchata. Next I knew he was gently fucking me, like he was painting a landscape with soft oil paints and i was the canvas. The way he spoke was... overwhelmingly smooth. He made me feel like the most beautiful thing in the entire world. Like dew drops on a spiderweb or the softness of yellow flowers in a valley. I was in love.
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reiish-writings · 2 years ago
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But is it too bad to say I want to feel the passion of a love burning with hundreds of suns if but for a moment? If just to say I felt it in my fingers. Burned my tongue in the taste, singed my own feathers and fell like Icarus.
For a breath.
For an instant.
For a second.
Just meet oblivion, to see if he is as sweet as the artists say.
To look into someone’s eyes with hope and terror and a hundred questions and one answer.
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hexjulia · 4 months ago
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so hard not to become the most annoying person on earth if you're a little excitable and just learned a little about a topic literally no one around you has any interest in
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lezbianz · 26 days ago
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observation: among a certain subset of tumblr users, the term “blorbo” has become unchic, but the concept it describes is still important; and so it has been replaced with “The Character”
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mudboyman · 1 year ago
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Light answers a tough question
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thecrowfinder · 3 months ago
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biggest reason i make so many flop posts on here is because everything i do reeks of the desperation to make a popular tumblr post. this is deliberate, because it is what protects me from ACTUALLY making a popular tumblr post. so long as i crave it, tumblr fame will never find me. it is only when i turn away, and accept my fate of obscurity, that people will lay their eyes upon me. and it WILL be because i tripped and fell on my stupid face while i was turning
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seerofmike · 2 months ago
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i need you guys to look at this fuckign post
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