I’m not a doctor but I’m prescribing the Sea Cure for this man’s melancholia

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I’m not a doctor but I’m prescribing the Sea Cure for this man’s melancholia
half of fic research is rereading the fandom wiki four times for obscure character info and the other half is googling shit like “when did we start using drywall in home construction”
>fandom designated dom top character
>look inside
>overcompensating control freak who would benefit from cnc where they get hunted down and pinned like a butterfly speared on a needle
[doesn't understand jacking off] and I'm supposed to... touch my penis? [shaking my head and smiling, murmuring to myself] touching my own penis... [chuckles] what will they come up with next
why is it so hot. why is it so hot. I am being punished.
I'm having my first 24/7 dom/sub relationship with the entirety of the fucking sun
The scent rolled over him. He looked up. Overhead, a lilac tree was in bloom. He stared. Damn! Damn! Damn! Every year he forgot. Well, no. He never forgot. He just put the memories away, like old silverware that you didn’t want to tarnish. And every year they came back, sharp and sparkling, and stabbed him in the heart. And today, of all days… He reached up, and his hand trembled as he grasped a bloom and gently broke the stem. He sniffed at it. He stood for a moment, staring at nothing. And then he carried the sprig of lilac carefully back up to his dressing room.
Night Watch - Terry Pratchett
Truth! Justice! Freedom! Reasonably Priced Love!
if you're writing and find yourself thinking 'this is too weird/gross/offputting/esoteric/ambitious/catered to my specific interests + sure to push away a broader audience' that is the devil speaking and it is a lie. you are already firmly on the right path and you need to double down
“I am a simple person with simple wants,” I say, scrolling through AO3 and ignoring fics for a variety of petty reasons
remember when you’re writing a gross and terrible power dynamic that you should be asking yourself constantly how you could make it worse and sexier
Why was Roddenberry so fixated on the Kennedy Assassination plot. It is so funny that he keeps trying to put it in every movie, and everyone else was like NO
Do other writers ever get this like, hyper-specific dialogue exchange drop into their brains and you know exactly where these character are standing and what they’re doing and how they’re saying these words but that’s all you get. You don’t have much other context and this specific moment that exists only at this time in your headspace??
imagining an alternate timeline where shakespeare wrote a play about king arthur. we would be so unwell
yeah cause thou art so well otherwise, tumblr user currently crying about Lancelot
ah... your secret technique... in normal circumstances, such a bullet would have no effect on me, but you certainly knew that, my rival... and so, cleverly, you accelerated it with a gun
you can’t even watch players get struck by lightning anymore bc of woke :/
romantic scenarios?
fearless leader? more like fearless R stil aproaching with that glare present 🙏🏻😔 good luck bby boie