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What do you mean I have to connect my plot points

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Getting struck by the muse at the worst times possible seems like it’s my lifestyle choice at this point.

Why am I getting supernatural fic inspo while I’m on the clock?

That’s between me and god (Castiel obvi)

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Someone needs to revoke my fanfic privleges. I am hurting my own feelings with this shit.

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Do I really relate to these lyrics- or do I think of characters I relate to going through heinous shit that I definitely wrote into my fanfic, and now it’s making me feel some kinda way.

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ONCE AGAIN. Dan and Phil games has posted yet another sims video while I am doing something that I would have been doing during the OG series.

writing fanfic.

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The wrestling in my brain between writing my fanfic and continuing my hyper fixation that remains completely unrelated just be pay per view at this point.

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writing an entire fanfic before posting it is such a responisble move

I am never doing it again.

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Garden of Hesperides - Coming soon

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I wasn’t sure how long I had been running for when I got to the other road, but the thing was still hot on my tail. I kept running, pushing my legs harder and harder, but now the journey was uphill. This hill felt too steep, and a lonely pine tree sat on the top of it, but something kept telling me to go forward. Make it to the tree. Everything is safe at the tree. The horrible feeling of my back being turned to bloody ribbons crushed over me, my body spasming as I stumbled forward. The tree was maybe fifty feet away from me now, but the creature was on top of me and growling its horrible sound. “Help!” I screamed, pulling myself towards the tree and trying desperately to get away. “Help me!” I cried out, tears blurring my eyes, and blinding pain originating from my back. “Somebody! Anybody!” I pushed myself up, attempting to get away faster, but the creature was still on top of me. Why it hadn’t begun to feast, I didn’t know, but I heard a long and low whistle before what looked like arrows flew through the air.

The creature reared back just enough that I was able to push myself up and run the rest of the way to the tree. Once I crossed this imaginary line I had made for safety in my head, I crashed into a figure. I hadn’t seen him before crossing the line, but now I stared down at the tan face of a sandy haired boy. He couldn’t be much older than myself, being that I was fourteen, but I couldn’t tell much through my tears.

“The chimera is retreating!” Someone else yelled from down the line. That was when I noticed the other five people standing there, all of them wearing orange shirts and leather armor.

“Someone get her to Chiron!” Another person  yelled from down the line, and that name made no sense to me, neither had the word chimera. Yet again, little made sense after I heard that first growl.

“Her back! Get the healers!” Someone else yelled as I felt hands grab my shoulders and arms gently.

“Welcome to Camp Half Blood.” The sandy haired boy said then, a smile breaking on his face as he still lay pinned beneath me. That smile was the last thing I saw as the world around me faded and my head dropped onto his shoulder. Great, I meet a cute boy and immediately pass out on him.

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