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Griveil Excerpt

Safia let her head drop with a frustrated sob and banged her fist against the cold ground, inches away from the first stair. Pinkish tears mingled with the dust in front of her face. She felt Syed kneel next to her, and he gently held her shoulder to pull her back up, so that they were face to face. She shook his hand off. He took it back and let his arm rest on his folded leg.

“You need to stop torturing yourself like this, Safiyya,” Syed told her. “I am not doing this for my pleasure. You know that they would be afraid of you if they saw you with your legs fully intact after a mere few weeks.”

A new player enters the ring!

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Griveil Excerpt

The hand clasped around Road’s throat finally let go, and he toppled over onto his flank, coughing and gasping. Cat ran to him and dropped to her knees. She quickly wrapped her arms around his shoulders to pull him up to her chest, and one of her hands protectively held the side of his face. He let her, too dizzy from the lack of air to do anything else.

“You’re okay, you’re okay,” she quickly said in his ear. 

She sounded afraid. He’d never seen his sister react like this to anyone before. She hadn’t even been this scared of Safia.

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I am writing a kickass scene right now, dramatic reveal paired with angst, misunderstanding, and delirium, hell yeah

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I love when I’m writing a scene heavily focused on a characters drives and fears and suddenly something clicks and it’s like

☆YOU’VE UNLOCKED A NEW BACKSTORY☆

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Ever wondered how your fantasy OCs would fare working an office job

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Safia’s expression was pained and distant. Without her shades or her lenses, there was nothing to hide the dull red glow of her gaze. It had been brighter, earlier, before they’d gotten in the car and fled the Hunters’ base; but as they’d traveled across states, the light in Safia’s eyes had dimmed. It was obvious that her mind was wandering. Even though they’d just talked about her wife seconds ago and even though she’d displayed enough focus to carry their conversation to the end, she now seemed elsewhere. Her eyes kept distractedly flickering about, like she could hear or see things that Road couldn’t. He wondered if she was looking for something, and if so, what she was looking for.

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I love writing because I can spend a day dehydrated and the first thing I do after finally getting that glass of water is to think "hmmm that was not a very pleasant experience. Let me inflict it on [favorite OC to torture], but dialed to eleven."

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"I would destroy the world for you."

"Yeah right, like you'd need a reason."

OR

"I would destroy the world for you."

"Oh big whoop, we can both do that."

Prompt #892

"I would destroy the world for you."

"No need to be so dramatic about it."

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I imagine Alix stumbling upon this once he's on the other side, in Lueur. It's not a friendly place

Never mess with a fairy

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Oh, man. I know this document is Old old when I see that I referred to one character as "the blonde boy" instead of his name

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The more I read this old plot document, the more I realize I need to scrap an entire POV... RIP the drafts I wrote so long ago

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There is everything:

Phobias of all types, including a crippling fear of abandonment

Amnesia as well as Repressed traumatic memories, but the body sure remembers

Self worth Issues (note the capital i)

Exorcism

Bullying

Physical illness

Probably others that I'm forgetting at the moment

By the way, the character is named Triakis. He is a very sweet and unfortunate boy.

Going over a plot document for one of my stories, series Tea Leaves and Roselite. I did not remember making the protagonist suffer so much. I love it

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Going over a plot document for one of my stories, series Tea Leaves and Roselite. I did not remember making the protagonist suffer so much. I love it

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If the protag of your WIP were to post a 3-hour video essay, what would the title be? 📼

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Griveil Excerpt

Hand in hand, the demon and the vampire walked away from the half-floating human corpse. They didn't cast a single look back at the wooden cottage they were leaving behind. It wasn't their home anymore. Together, they had all that they needed.