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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE 

I realised a fresh start will be better with the rewriting. keep in mind the story has changed a lil so this is your chance to run away!

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THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE 

I realised a fresh start will be better with the rewriting. keep in mind the story has changed a lil so this is your chance to run away!

[uncaany-a]

THIS BLOG IS NOW AN ARCHIVE 

I realised a fresh start will be better with the rewriting. keep in mind the story has changed a lil so this is your chance to run away!

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So I finished piecing out Julie’s story.

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Hello friends, if you are getting this annoying message when trying to send asks to people….

I just want to say that you are more than welcome to send them to me via messages. I can always crop them and such. 

Reblog if it’s okay to do the same for you until Tumblr stops being so dense.

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Frontera Verde.

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PSA but if you’re gonna use east asian or southeast asian fcs for your characters, put in the research to make sure the SURNAME matches the ethnicity. it does get a little complicated as due to chinese imperialism, some chinese surnames also apply to regions in korea, japan, and vietnam. however, there are different pronunciations and transliterations.

for example, the surname chen is transliterated differently in different regions. in vietnam, chen becomes tran ; in korea, chen becomes jin and so forth. someone of vietnamese descent would more likely have the surname tran rather than chen.

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I said I was gonna write but I can't get comfortable bc there are parts of julie's story that don't fit and other things I wanna explore so I'm rewriting my gdocs instead!

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hello! I'm currently jumping through blogs trying to balance them out but you can find me @ tomás, julie & tommy

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               𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔      𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾      𝙼𝚈      𝙴𝚈𝙴𝚂        [   .  .  .   ]                                     𝐈       𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓       𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃       𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐘  !  

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*actively hurting my own feelings* i honestly don’t understand why i feel bad

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(    *   & .   —   THE  HAUNTING  OF  HILL  HOUSE  SENTENCE  STARTERS

*   warning   :   may  contain  spoilers  for  episodes  one  through  ten .

‘  if  you  were  me ,  you  wouldn’t  be  such  a  fucking  asshole .  ’

‘  the  world  out  there  has  teeth  and  it  is  hungry  and  it  is  stupid  and  it eats  and  eats  mindlessly .  ’

‘  you  listen  to  your  gut .  even  if  it  makes  them  hate  you .  ’

‘  i  am  a  dream  and  so  are  you  and  so  are  we .  ’

‘  you  are  a  looker ,  aren’t  you ?  ’

‘  honey ,  someone’s  in  the  house .  ’

‘  i’m  dreaming ,  right ?  ’

‘  i  just  need  a  little  time  away .  it’s  nothing  more  than  that .  ’

‘  you’re  saying  it  was  an  accident ,  so  you  accidentally  put  your  hand  through  a  mirror ?  ’

‘  i’m  scared .  that’s  all  i  am .  there  is  nothing  else .  i’m  only  scared .  ’

‘  do  you  think  there’s  something  wrong  with  me ?  like ,  really  wrong ?  ’

‘  it’s  alright ,  sugar .  it’s  just  a  dream  —  just  a  screaming  meemie .  ’

‘  we  yield  to  it  or  we  fight  it ,  but  we  cannot  meet  it  halfway .  ’

‘  i  seldom  am  well  behaved .  ’

‘  i  enjoyed  the  conversation ,  but  i’m  gonna  say  goodnight .  ’

‘  did  you  just  punch  me  in  the  boob ?  ’

‘  just  enjoy  me .  i’m  loving  you .  ’

‘  i  wouldn’t  have  changed  a  thing .  i  need  you  to  know  that .  ’

‘  forgiveness  is  warm  like  a  tear  on  a  cheek .  ’

‘  i  loved  you  completely  and  you  loved  me  the  same .  ’

‘  that’s  all .  the  rest  is  confetti .  ’

‘  forgive  a  girl  for  being  lonely .  ’

‘  there’s  nothing  sadder  than  a  cold  bed .  ’

‘  journey’s  end  when  lovers  meet .  ’

‘  journeys  don’t  end ,  not  if  you  love  someone .  they  don’t  end  at  all .  ’

‘  probably  best  you  didn’t  say  anything  to  them .  ’

‘  i’m  asking  you  to  love  me  hard  for  the  next  few  minutes .  ’

‘  i’m  gonna  jump  and  i’m  asking  you  to  hold  my  hand  while  i’m  falling .  ’

‘  i  have  something  that  i  have  to  tell  you ,  but  i  need  you  to  remember  when  i  do  that  i  love  you .  ’

‘  i  wish  i  would’ve  loved  you  better .  ’

‘  pandas  don’t  like  macaroni .  ’

‘  i’m  just  floating  in  this  ocean  of  nothing  and  i  wonder  if  this  is  it ,  this  is  what  death  is .  ’

‘  i  wonder  if  this  is  what  death  is ,  just  out  there  in  the  darkness ,  just  darkness  and  numbness  and  alone .  ’

‘  i  wondered  if  that’s  what  they  felt ,  just  numb  and  nothing  and  alone .  ’

‘  he  was  a  light  in  the  darkness .  he  was  a  life  preserver  in  the  ocean .  ’  

‘  i  reached  for  him  because  i  had  to  feel  something .  i  had  to  feel  anything .  ’

‘  god ,  i’m  so  glad  i  did  it  though .  thank  god  it  worked .  ’

‘  i  felt  scared .  so  fucking  scared .  ’

‘  honestly  i  had  to  do  it  because  it  felt  better  than  feeling  nothing .  ’

‘  that  thorough  fucking  shame  was  so  much  better  than  that  horrible  empty  feeling .  ’

‘  you  have  to  live .  ’

‘  i  don’t —  i  don’t  know  how  to  do  this  without  you .  ’

‘  i  learned  a  secret  :  there  is  no  without .  i  am  not  gone .  i  am  scattered  into  so  many  pieces ,  sprinkled  on  your  life  like  new  snow .  ’

‘  when  we  die ,  we  turn  into  stories  and  every  time  someone  tells  one  of  those  stories  it’s  like  we’re  still  here .  ’

‘  we’re  all  stories  in  the  end .  ’

‘  you’re  supposed  to  protect  me ,  but  you  say  the  meanest  things  to  me  when  i  try  to  tell  you  things .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff .  ’

‘  that  was  really  wild  stuff  considering  you  were  asleep  for ,  what ,  like…  ninety-nine  percent  of  it ?  ’

‘  i’m  sorry .  i  should  have  made  more  of  an  effort  with  you .  ’

‘  you  tried  the  best  that  you  could .  i  should’ve  met  you  halfway .  ’

‘  people  fuck  up .  i  guess  you  don’t  get  that  —  you  really  don’t  get  it  until  you  fuck  up .  really  fuck  up .  ’

‘  i  felt…  nothing .  just  nothing .  and  it  spread  everywhere  in  me ,  this  nothing ,  until  i  couldn’t  feel  anything  anymore .  i  was  just  this  dark ,  empty  black  hole .   ’

‘  i  felt  nothing  and  so  i  drank  and  i  drank  and  nothing  worked .  i  couldn’t  feel  anything .  ’

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𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞  𝐲𝐨𝐮  𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚  𝐛𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞  𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 ?                  𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 ,  𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 !

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nezhnosts: “This part of town isn’t a good place to be at this time of night.”

      She’s been chasing ghosts again, they pull her out of bed and fly her out the window. It's almost as strong as the call of the sea, pulling her out of her life, out of everyone's life. The dead, the missing. Maybe she's the ghost, haunting the placed where they were lost, trying to find answers. 

      “I know,” it pisses her off a little, the warning, as if she couldn't take care of herself. It had always been her problem, even as a girl, little feral thing slashing back every time someone insinuated weakness on her, even the smallest things. Pride, hard and stupid, and bigger than it was healthy. Incapable of accepting help, of admitting defeat, pulling more to her plate than she could deal with. And then she crashed. Reset. Start again. Delude herself into believing she could do anything, that she was better, that she could do anything at all, all the while with that worming certainty of her defeat, her wrong. “A girl got killed in that alley, they slit her throat, nearly cut her head off” she said. An exhalation of smoke like a column emerging from her mouth, dissipating before it even reached the woman. “Maybe you shouldn't be here.”

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-holds hand-

*gay panic* that’s pretty cool bro

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You know what I want to write? Not the love of my life, soulmates, everything-was-darkness-before-I-found-you ship. I want the other kind of relationship. The NOT soulmates, the just two people attracted to each other in more ways than one. The kind that are not always perfect but they are sometimes petty to each other, or lose their temper with each other because that’s how relationships work. You sometimes say awful shit because you’re angry and then you regret it, but its already out there. The kind of ship where they aren’t meant to stay together forever and find each other no matter what, they date for a month, or maybe a year, a couple of years, many years. Or maybe they just break up and come back a couple of times. Or were never in an official relationship to begin with.

Idk I in fiction I feel that there’s always this pressure to make a ship right. You’re too aware, and see things clearly,  and inevitably you try not to make your character an asshole or hurt their partner. Because they are not bad people, and it feels illogical to write them doing bad things. But relationships aren’t always logical or perfect. And I don’t necessarily mean toxic ships. Just regular people who fuck up and are assholes, and hurt people they love. Idk I’ve been trying to explore that in my writing and I realise I miss writing that kind of ship. So yeah. Gimme.

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I used to think it was impossible for anyone to just vanish, but I’ve been up in the wilderness. There’s so much of it, and it’s so ancient, it doesn’t care about anything but seasons. Against the hills, against the shrubland, against the marshes, we’re nothing. We’re microscopic, we disappear so easily.