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im bored and i would like to cause problems

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i swear every time i come back tumblr is a little more wrecked

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' & . INTRODUCTORY THANKS

first thing’s first, none of this is possible without any of you. if i had no one to write with, to plot with, to talk with on here i’d be peacing out of here so quick. to the ones who i speak with on the regular, to the ones i speak with and then forget to reply back because i’m that ho, to the ones who i haven’t spoken with yet. all of yall on here are important, amazing, talented, patient, and genuine. yall know who you are too. it’s difficult to put into words how many lovely people i’ve met on here, but ima do it anyway with this follow forever thing. 

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if you think youre having a bad day please remember i typed “ dead ” instead of “dear” before the studio name for this job application i sent to this v important company. they’ll probably block me.

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hello people i’ve been working for 13 days in a row how are you guys doinggg

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have   a   smol   starter   call    while  i try  to  dig  into  my  2k  year  old  drafts   !

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ID: HUNTRESS.

satisfation ,            it  soars  through  her  veins ,  fuelling   her  need  to  hurt  him  even  more .    she  watches  him   fall   to  his  knees  and  she  smirks ;  oh  the  bitter  misery .    she  knows  she  can’t   kill  him ,   for  more  reasons  than  one ,  but  hurting  him ?    oh ,  she’s  going  to   enjoy  every  second .    she  crouches  down  before  him ,  gaze  falls  to  his  wound .    the  blood  pumps  from  it ,  soaking  his  jeans  and  slowly  changing  the  colour   of  the  floor   beneath  him .    does  she  know  what  she’s  doing ?    if  anyone  asks ,  the  answer  is  yes .    but  doubt ,  much  to  her   discontent ,   enters  her  body .    stiles ,            it’s  not  like  she’s  forgotten  about  him .    his  face  is  right  before  her .    but  it’s  not  stiles .    stiles  does  not  have  a  look  like  that  in  his  eyes .    he’s  never  had .    ‘  oh ,  i  know .    and  i  know   i  can’t  kill  you …  ’    there’s  bitterness  in  her  words .    ‘            but  i  can   hurt  you   until  we  find  a  way  to  bring  him  back .  ’ 

        it  creeps  back  up  again  ;  that nasty look of sick   amusement   that reveals itself in the crook of a ghost called smirk.   (  that reveals itself in the dead color of stolen eyes.  )       ❛    how  heroic  of you.    ❜     he has to take a pause ,  a small,  bloody  cough interrupting him as he tries to sit upright against the wall.   it’s not that he doesn’t like a little  roleplay,  no ---this is his favorite game.   but she’s so painfully  bad  at it,  and he can’t stand to play along anymore.     ❛    are we just going to ignore your  sadistic  tendencies ?   ❜    a  sadistic  tendency  much  resembling  his  own.   but there is a small  difference.     ❛    ---you’re doing this for your own ,   selfish little reasons. but you keep deluding yourself into some moral frame of  bullshit.    ❜        none of you are doing this for stiles.    [    w e    a r e.    ]

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                                   町に潜んでいるキツネがあります。

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have   a   smol   starter   call    while  i try  to  dig  into  my  2k  year  old  drafts   !

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