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Thanks for checking out my page. Discover my fics on ao3:

Aftg:

fox.hunt.hound | 32k, apocalypse au, dark comedy

blood-things | 24k, raven!andrew au, a tender slasher

Voltron:

cola | 30k, sheith, dark!shiro, teacher-student au

#fic writer #writers of tumblr

torchwood-99

"I love you but you're doing wrong in a way I cannot condone" and "I hate you but you're being wronged in a way I cannot stomach" are top tier and I need more of them.

"She envied Tommy and his utter animal sadness. He was complete in it, he could not be made separate from it."

The Quick and the Dead, Joy Williams

#quotes #academia #dark academia #poetry #english literature #literature #academia quotes

havingapoemwithyou

Sanity by Caroline Bird

sickficbay

when a character is so badly hurt/sick that their demeanour switches up entirely

chatty characters pale-faced and silent

quiet and reserved characters rambling deliriously

character who always resorts to humour clearly trying to think of a quip but coming up empty

no-nonsense character so loopy that they can’t stop giggling

a stoic character’s hands trembling in panic

an easily frightened character so far out of it that they aren’t aware of what’s happening to them, much less afraid

intelligent characters who can’t think straight

protective (self-sacrificial) characters letting someone else take the fall for them because they’re too weak to object

patient characters snapping at whoever comes near

affectionate character who wants to be alone

lone wolf who begs you to stay a minute longer.

mournfulroses

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume 2: 1934-1939

#get me out of this place

larkangel

Yeah... I'm sure it'll come together somehow.

Check out my latest fic: A New Beginning on Ao3! (and mind the tags)

larkangel

I know I took this fic down >_< should I put it back up? I've been thinking about it

seth-whumps

characters raised to be tools

Weapons. Trained, tested, forged in steel and fire. Failure is an inevitability that ends in death. Pain should not be felt--it should be recognized, familiar, and inconsequential

Martyrs. In the form of servants and princes, of leaders and underdogs. If blood is necessary, the martyr will lift their hands and offer it all

Shields. Like tempering a sword, but only to bear and not to lash out. Wounds are medals--not symbols of pride, but symbols of worth. A pretty shield is useless; scars mean a job well done

Experiments. Raised on the cold comfort of a lab table. Restraints are only necessary when they're not in their right mind. Is it honorable, to be twisted beyond recognition? Or is it just a necessary evil?

Monsters. Cruelty, caution, and regarding one as a creature beyond reasonable thought is tempering in its own right. But if you keep a leash at the right length, perhaps the massecre won't reach you. One can hope.

Idols. Pretty face, pretty name, pretty hands around their shoulders and throat. There to seduce, manipulate, force any feeling to come to the surface and twist it to their favor. Any genuinity stays locked behind the guilded cage that surrounds their pretty little heart

Trophies. Status and wealth and the traditions that keep someone at their heels, on their knees, to display and serve and decorate one's ballroom.

Sacrifices. Drenched in honorable clothes, prepared and adored and cleansed. The gift of hope at the cost of one's life. Is it taken with no fight? How can you escape the ropes you were born in?