nebraskashouse
nebraskashouse
the edge of town
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she/her/hers | roaring twenties | your local brasileirinha
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nebraskashouse · 4 days ago
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[...] the flowers are my cues.
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And for the first time on that night, Harvey allowed himself to look into her eyes. To stare and to be stared back. And maybe, deep down, he imagined he would find a mirror with that old man’s image reflected in it, but she was a whole new universe, and he finally understood why a man wouldn’t stop writing about her even on his deathbed.
Doing what I believe in even though most times I don't beleieve in it anymore (or so the Depression™ says).
Chapter 6 of A House in Pelican Town is here. ♡
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nebraskashouse · 15 days ago
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(through heavy breathing) it'll never change will it
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nebraskashouse · 20 days ago
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and for the first time, there is nothing. and for the first time, i am free.
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nebraskashouse · 21 days ago
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remeber when i couldn't write chapter 3 even if my life depended on it (says after not updating story for almost two months)
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nebraskashouse · 21 days ago
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[...] and ink was just ink [...]
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Robin’s joke about the state of that old place didn’t even bother me. It was a mess, but, honestly, was there even something left for me in Zuzu? No family, no marriage. Maybe a miserable spot as an assistant professor at a department no one took me seriously, my pity prize for offering ten years of my life for the academia gods as a sacrifice. A crusty old house didn’t sound so bad, after all. 
FIRST MEETING FIRST MEETING FIRST MEETING
Wanted to say I can write happy stuff eventually but this chapter ended up being lowkey kinda sad LMAO
ANYWAY Chapter 5 of A House in Pelican Town out now. ♡
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nebraskashouse · 22 days ago
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if it's not made with blood, sweat and tears, then it isn't mine. if it ain't truthful, it's mediocre.
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nebraskashouse · 23 days ago
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looking at myself through the mirror with a running nose, foam in the mouth and crying
i fucking knew it
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nebraskashouse · 25 days ago
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truth be told, what once made me overflow with love has now taught me to hate this place. it was good while it lasted but right now it's just bitter.
i won't stop creating because art comes from love and my love is endless, it just means I don't like it here anymore. and this sadness cannot taint my work.
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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do fic readers know that their comments actually influence the course of the story sometimes? i don't mean in a "you need to write it this way because i say so 😡" type of comment, i mean when people are asking questions or really engaging with the plot and the themes in the comments they sometimes bring up things that i didn't even think of, or dig into parts of the story that i've overlooked, or get really interested/fixated on something i was going to just kind of glance over--and it has me going 'oh wait that's actually really interesting, that's a good point' and fully adding or tweaking or changing things about the story going forward. i'm literally adding an entire additional chapter to something right now because someone's comment had me like "oh i didn't dig into that as much as i could have." you have impact!
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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Saw the future in the face of a daffodil
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His hands were full and when he tried to fish his keys from the depths of his coat pocket, his book met the ground. Before he could protest, Genevieve kindly picked it up, dusting the dirt away from it with her hands, fixing a newly acquired crease from the fall. Mesmerized, all he could do was watch as she opened the book on the marked page and placed the freshly picked daffodil inside, gently closing the pages to trap the flower in there. 
“Daffodils can also mean new friendships.” It was all she said. This time, her eyes didn’t meet his. But in her face, he could see the promise of a warmer Spring. The departure of that heavy sadness. A brighter future.
He wouldn’t dare to hope.
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So, this little moment happened in my playthrough yesterday and I just couldn't stop thinking of my babygirl fic, Daffodil 😭 It's not quite the same spot I described and definitely not the same timeline LMAO But it's so funny to be able to do some of the silly things I write about. Reminded me why, first and foremost, I love this game so much. ♡
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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me reading a smut fic trying to figure out what position they’re in
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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mermaid AU for mermay! ✪ ω ✪
I love putting them in AUs... they're in love in every universe 🥺
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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Do you think he gets a little embarrassed every time the farmer gives him a gift he likes?
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Low effort Qi doodles for everyone to view with their eyes
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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I GOT TO DRAW HARVEY AND LYRA GUYS 🥰
Commission for @kellycataclysm !!
It was so fun to draw them and im really happy you liked it, thank you againn 💕💕
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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"what did students do before chatgpt?" well one time i forgot i had a history essay due at my 10am class the morning of so over the course of my 30 minute bus ride to school i awkwardly used by backpack as a desk, sped wrote the essay, and got an A on it.
six months later i re-read the essay prior to the final exam, went 'ohhhh yeah i remember this', got a question on that topic, and aced it.
point being that actually doing the work is how you learn the material and internalize it. ChatGPT can give you a short cut but it won't build you the the muscles.
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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Farmer Leslie is having a hard time D: Prologue
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nebraskashouse · 1 month ago
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Anyway, here’s my farmer Marisol giving Harvey a bouquet 😭 this beautiful piece was by @shreddies-scribbles thank you again!
Truly, i’ve been having a lot of fun getting to see Sol and Harvey in different styles from different talented artists. I’ll never get tired of seeing them, let alone writing about them.
P.S there’s a real spicy scene after this bouquet giving happens 😇 Green is my favorite color on you
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