you stick your fingers in my cage... my pitch black cage. you feel something cold and wet...you retract your fingers and to your horror you realize i painted your nails! :) i hope you like them
I bought your book my home is with you and it was amazing!! I loved it but the ending with harold being sick made me for real cry 😭❤️🩹
Thank you so much, Anon! I'm really glad you liked my book even if it made you cry <3.
Girl where r u
Well, hello friend
Where am physically? Lurking in the shadows of my castle, preying on beautiful women. Vibing. Mentally my social brain cells are s little blah but I’m good.
My schedule has just changed drastically in a good way, so maybe I’ll be around more soon. Fingers crossed 🤞
Someone: *commits a murder*
Hercule Poirot:
Spooky ghosty
🎐 20 Random Prompts for Writing (8)
- What a Howler
- All Fall Down
- Silent Letters
- Collector's Item
- Top Team
- On Your Body
- Just the Opposite
- Learning a Lesson
- Pondering
- On the Menu
- Horse Power
- Saving Face
- It's a Mystery
- Hair Raising
- Royal Family
- Garden Path
- Camera Shy
- What's Cooking
- Nothing to It
- Name Work
A prequel to Complicated (can be read as a stand alone) Set the night of the 74th Reaping
She’s wandering home when her ears perk at the sound of heavy footfall approaching. Silently slipping into the shadows along the path, a figure appears several paces in the direction of the still buzzing festivities. The light is low but the broad shoulders and blond waves unmistakably belong to Peeta Mellark. She watches with interest as he meanders alone. Though the path is clear and straight, his feet are unsteady.
She frowns: He’s drunk.
I'm full of wrath!!!!!!!! haha just kidding. I feel pretty ok
girls tonight we are going to stay up all night connecting the dots
I read your windows fic this morning and it messed me up. I had to go think about happy things for awhile. 😂 Great job!!
thank you <3 Teri!
half the men yall call daddy can't even put air in a tire. yeah he can pull your hair but can he chop an onion? no he cannot.
Have you ever thought about writing a Dark!Peeta.
An Everllak with the StepfordWife/ Don't worry Darrling twist would be great.
I've written some Dark! Peeta. Why Is The Window Open? has some very dark stuff---Katniss is impregnated with the antichrist. Mind the triggers if you decide to read it. I went there. I tagged it as a zombie fic, but the zombies are more background characters/hanging around back there as a threat.
Here are some Dark! Peeta drabbles I've written:
There are probably more that I'm forgetting :).
Okay though, serious question time. Have you read @badnovels fics on Ao3? Those will scratch any Dark!Peeta itches you might have. I remember reading a few other cool ones from @everlarkficquestions Dark! Peeta list.
Hope this helps. Unfortunately the writing gland inside my monkey brain is a bit dried up lately and I haven't really been writing. I hate it, hate it, hate it, but I'm done fighting it for now.
“phones are disrupting natural sleep cycles” I mean true but also bold of you to assume I had one before the tech boom lol catch me out here reading chapter books by the light of my light up pens in the third grade
scurvy has got to have one of the biggest disease/treatment coolness gaps of all time. like yeah too much time at sea will afflict you with a curse where your body starts unraveling and old wounds come back to haunt you like vengeful ghosts. unless☝️you eat a lemon
I got a comment today that said smth along the lines of "I didn't wanna be weird commenting on a four month old fic"
Baby, bless your heart but four months isn't old by any means and ao3 isn't fucking instagram. Comment on fics you like, regardless of how old they are! The worst that could happen is you make an author's day. Writing is art, not content.
He's a 10 but he hasn't got the patronage of Lady Catherine De Bourgh
reblog to tell your mutual you’re proud of them and it’ll all work out