firewalkpunk

[firewalkpunk]

STOP FORCING YOURSELF TO WRITE IF YOU DON’T WANT TO / DON’T HAVE THE MUSE / ETC . 

this is for fun and you should write because you want to . 

if you’re going into your drafts and dreading it, that makes this for work and this is just a hobby . 

i know it can be really awful trying to keep up with everything to maintain relevance but the writing partners who matter won’t care how long you take . 

the writing partners who matter just want to write with you and create something beautiful . 

stop forcing yourself to write and allow yourself to have fun writing again .

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text messages.

[ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to drunk text me rn? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey what are you doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— didn’t you get my last text? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you ignoring me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m so bored! [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey you 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— blue is definitely your color 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— ugh i wish you were here! [ 📲 • sms ] —— i think you’re going to like what you see 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you’ve been on my mind all day today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i can’t stop thinking about you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you gonna fall asleep on me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— NO don’t fall asleep on me again tonight! [ 📲 • sms ] —— you fell asleep on me last night! you owe me now [ 📲 • sms ] —— send me a picture 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey cutie! haven’t talked to you in a while! [ 📲 • sms ] —— why did you stop texting me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey can i call you now? [ 📲 • sms ] —— call me rather talk on the phone [ 📲 • sms ] —— sweet dreams….with me in them 😉 jk [ 📲 • sms ] —— oooooh, i like the sound of that 😉 [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you doing tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna hang out tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna do tomorrow? ☺️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— you looked really good today. [ 📲 • sms ] —— can’t wait to see you xoxo [ 📲 • sms ] —— talk dirty to me [ 📲 • sms ] —— maybe i can stay the night with you tomorrow [ 📲 • sms ] —— dang you take long enough to text back. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you are the slowest texter ever. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate texting you sometimes. you take forever. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you take forever and a day to reply. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i was wondering where you went. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what happened? where did you go? [ 📲 • sms ] —— k. [ 📲 • sms ] —— ok that’s cool. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s wrong with you? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey where was you today? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you wanna come over? [ 📲 • sms ] —— why are you texting me? i’m standing right beside you… [ 📲 • sms ] —— i hate one word texters. [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop one wording me. 😒 [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you mad at me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you wanna talk about? [ 📲 • sms ] —— do you like me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i love you 😍 [ 📲 • sms ] —— miss you 😘 [ 📲 • sms ] —— stop sending me that wink face. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you okay? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m gonna take a shower brb [ 📲 • sms ] —— hold on i gotta do something real quick. [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you trying to sext me? [ 📲 • sms ] —— my dog/cat said he/she missed you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— what’s your dog/cat doing? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what are you watching? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i see how it is 😜 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you can’t text me but you can be on facebook/twitter/instagram/ [ 📲 • sms ] —— how come you never text me anymore? [ 📲 • sms ] —— i gave you my number so you could text me punk 😛 [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me back anymore ☹️ [ 📲 • sms ] —— sorry didn’t mean to bug you [ 📲 • sms ] —— you only text me when i text you first. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you never text me first! [ 📲 • sms ] —— wanna go catch a movie tomorrow? [ 📲 • sms ] —— what do you mean by that status you posted? [ 📲 • sms ] —— guess what emoji is next to your name in my phone? [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey stranger. stop being a stranger. [ 📲 • sms ] —— did you miss me? 😆 [ 📲 • sms ] —— i’m looking through your pictures right now. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i saw that selfie you just posted. [ 📲 • sms ] —— you text me after i upload a bomb selfie i see. [ 📲 • sms ] —— it’s okay you don’t to lie to me. [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that was so sweet. ☺️  [ 📲 • sms ] —— aww, that just made me smile. ️☺️☺️  [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g i’m punching you so hard the next time i see you. [ 📲 • sms ] —— i s2g you get on my nerves. [ 📲 • sms ] —— hey there ! remember me ? [ 📲 • sms ] —— are you going to ignore me again tomorrow?

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💀╱ @evvertts   ╱  

“This shit-pit has taken everyone I’ve ever loved. I’d like to drop a bomb on Arcadia Bay and turn it to fucking glass.”

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arianashepard 

              ❝ okay, that’s nice, but we’re talking about intensity of attitude here,                  not how much trouble it gets you into. I get into trouble without my                  attitude, that’s not accurate. ❞

❝ what’s an intense attitude without getting you into some kind of trouble? ❞

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canon dialogue starters!!!!!

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                                                                      I miss her.

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femmeveined 

Rachel drops her hands, holding her phone, into her lap as she watches the ‘Now Leaving Arcadia Bay’ sign fly by. Lightness seeps into her like rays of sun warming her skin, and she lets out a breath of relief punctuated by a laugh as Chloe sticks up her middle finger. She traces the spot on her wrist where she’s going to get the star, repeating her mantra in her mind: Someday soon, we’ll be free. In the meantime, though, her gaze slips over to Chloe, and she lifts a dark blonde brow.

“I dunno, Chlo. Maybe you should remain untainted,” Rachel snorts, sinking into the ripped upholstery of the bench seat. “I mean, not that I haven’t already tainted you. But with blue hair, and a tattoo? You’ll be too much of a panty dropper. We’ll be harassed nonstop by guys trying to get at you, and I can only fight off so many assholes. Although I don’t hate the idea of going down in a blaze of glory defending you.”

Chloe is briefly mesmerized by the sight of Rachel, watching as the dusky sunlight hits her long dark blonde hair, noticing just how much life her bright eyes were filled with. She still couldn’t  entirely wrap her head around the concept that Rachel was in her company, let alone them temporarily leaving Arcadia Bay to get tattoos. It had been weeks and yet every day felt like a new adventure for them to embark on.

She lets out a hearty laugh at Rachel’s words before lightly nudging her, “Who’s to say I didn’t taint you first?” The radio is suddenly nothing but static and she flips the dial, finally settling on one of the few stations that actually worked. “I want my arm inked the fuck up.” she finally breathes, allowing her thought to become audible. 

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puzzlepcice 

            “ i’d hate to know what a unusual day is for you. ”

“Usually managing to find worthwhile supplies and not running into assholes.”

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femmeveined 

“Ha! Yes!” Rachel crows with joy, lunging to snake her arms around Chloe’s lanky shoulders and give her a quick kiss to the temple before settling into the passenger seat. Her feet kick up onto the dashboard as she taps away at her phone, hurriedly googling places they can go. 

“Ooooh, how about ‘No Guts No Glory? It’s like a town over so it’s not super far. The name is kind of perfect. Serendipitous, if you ask me. Which you did.” Rachel puts in the address, the automated voice directed them onto the highway. “Ugh I can’t wait. Not just to get my own but to see you get yours! We’re gonna pop your tatt cherry! You scared?”

Chloe scoffed at Rachel’s question, feigning her apprehension. “Scared? No way.” She was more concerned on what she would actually be getting permanently inked on her skin. It wasn’t the pain that would bother her either. She wanted something badass but also something that really defined her. Hell, there was so many options and it was somewhat overwhelming. 

“Hopefully this place has a catalog or something I can go through. Y’know, so I can get an idea of what I want.” She smiles upon seeing the ‘Now Leaving Arcadia Bay’ sign, not hesitating to raise her middle finger to it. One day we’ll leave for good...

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That’s Rachel Amber… Her “Missing Person” posters are all over Blackwell. Yeah, I put them up… She was my angel.

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@rottendoe

‘  there’s nothing stopping us from seeing it.  we’ve both said that there’s nothing here for us,  so why’re we still here?  ’

“I mean, we got transportation, hella cash...you tell me, Rach, why the fuck are we still wasting our lives in Arcadia Bay?”

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wanderiingwolf

“Like you wouldn’t believe,” Sean nodded, unable to hide his amusement at how she had picked up on the whole situation with his brother. “The last thing I’d want is for him to bust in on us in the middle of smoking weed. If my dad found out, I think he’d never let me leave the house again.” It wasn’t as if his dad was oblivious to it, but he had his limits. “Your mom cool with me there?” 

“Damn dude, sounds like a real shit show.” Chloe starts her truck up, shrugging in response to Sean’s query. “My mom shouldn’t be a problem. It’s my stepdouche we should be more worried about. Hopefully he’s out patrolling the rest of Arcadia Bay and not my fucking house.”

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femmeveined 

“Right now. As in start this rusted old bad boy up and let’s go! I can google places to get it done. Not Arcadia Bay, though. No offense, but I’m pretty sure we’d need a tetanus shot after that. Total rebellion buzzkill.” She’s talking a mile a second, staring Chloe down and waiting for the yes she know she’ll eventually get. “You could get anything! Ohmygod, what if you got, like, a ‘fuck you’ tramp stamp? Ironic and sexy-yet-rude. Just your vibe. Fuck it, you’ll figure it out when you get there.”

Rachel already has her hand wrapped around the keys sitting on the dash, staring Chloe down. Her fingernails tap impatiently on the dashboard, not giving Chloe enough time to think it through. It’s insane, so it might take a little convincing. But Chloe will love it once she comes around to the idea. “Come on! You’ve been on my ass to get this star done, for like, forever. It’ll be cementing my promise to you. That’s pretty bomb if you ask me. I can use my fake I.D. if they give me shit for it.” Rachel’s grin shifts sideways into a smirk as she whips out her wallet, and in turn, a driver’s license for California, allegedly belonging to a Ms. Jenny Langston who looks suspiciously like Rachel.

“Okay, I am not getting a tramp stamp. A basic ‘fuck you’ tat does seem appropriate though.” Chloe smirked at the very thought. Rachel’s enthusiasm was contagious, the energy she radiated almost always rubbed off on Chloe and now wasn’t any different. There was still a sense of hesitance but it was mingled with Chloe’s own excitement to get inked with Rachel Amber. She reaches over on the dashboard for her wallet, glancing briefly at her own fake ID, in addition to the amount of cash they’d managed to save up. Nothing is stopping us...

“Fuck it, lets do this shit!” she jams the key into the ignition and starts the truck up, hits the stereo system, and peels out of the junkyard. “Where to?”

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me @ me: i wonder if chloe’s hesitance to leave arcadia bay is what pushed rachel to turn to others aka frank and/or nathan

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femmeveined 

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The idea–no, the urge–to get another tattoo hits Rachel like freight train as she’s sprawled across the bench seat of the truck, blonde hair flowing over Chloe’s lap. Maybe it’s because Chloe’s fingers are tracing her only tattoo, the little symbol of her special status as a cusp baby, inked right next to her hip bone. Whatever the reason, Rachel wants another one, now. Sitting up, she faces Chloe with a grin.

“Hey, you know what we should do? Tattoos. I need to get my star since we’re ditching Arcadia soon, and let’s be real, it would make David hella mad. The vein in his forehead might never recover.” Rachel clasps her hands together, blowing hazel eyes as wide and puppy-like as she can, dropping her voice to husky plea. “Come on, whaddaya say, babe?”

Chloe is quick to break out of her daze at the sound of Rachel’s voice, eyes instantly looking over to the other girl, recognizing the mischievous grin spread across her face all too well.“For real? Right now?” her mind whirls at the thought, the very concept of getting tattooed seemed almost surreal. But it was totally possible.

Of course Rachel wants to get tattooed. Of course she wants one now. Chloe scratches the back of her neck, “I haven’t really thought of what I want for a tattoo...” she laughs softly, “It would be pretty great to see David’s reaction though.”

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