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[razorblade180]

I should make a functional OC.

Or…..

[the-occasional-poem]

Spinnen

Tausend feine Spinnen hocken an meinen Wänden,

doch kreuchend entfleuchen sie meinen kleinen Händen.

Sie verschwinden, sich windend, sobald Besuch erscheint

Doch wenn mich Herr und Frau Fremd wieder verlassen,

sind wir wieder vereint und ich drauf und dran, sie zu hassen.

Tausend feine Spinnen

Warum nicht draußen, warum hier drinnen?

Zu viele Augen, zu viele Beine und ich kann nicht gewinnen

Sie klettern hinter meine Augenlider, sind sie schwer und fallen wieder

Dort hüpfen tausend feine Spinnen auf und nieder

Schlüpfen in die Ritzen und warten darauf,

auch morgen wieder an meiner Wand zu sitzen

[kestrelmando]

An update;

All of my writing has been on hold while I met my deadline for my fandom candle shop -- had a bunch of stuff to get ready for Star Wars "May the 4th Be With You/This Is The May" and for the May 14th release of Mass Effect.

I'll be able to sit down, write, and update soon.

[arty-e]

So for the Cards stuff, are you going to write, like, books or a comic series? I know you're making animatics but beyond that for the actual story once you're done flushing out the world and story itself what's the plan?

So the goal is to make a webcomic. It’s supposed to be in two parts. First part is about Alvis and Mahira, this part is short and really just establishes the world and the story’s setting. The second part is about Mercury and his many mistakes.

I have the first planned and written I just need thumbnail the actual comic and draw it up but I’m leaving it for a bit.

Orignally has wanted to write a book (this was when I was 13) but my writing talent isn’t the best. I’m more good at designing and planning worlds and their stories than writing them up. Then I had wanted to make it into an animated series then I realised that wasn’t too realistic. I had written out the episodes as well (13 episodes as a whole for the first part). So webcomic is the best option for me!

[poems-for-the-mad]

Body image

Fat

All I ever see is fat

Ugly legs with weird knees

Thighs like balloons

stretchmarks and cellulite

Pudgy stomach, fatty lovehandles

Blubbery arms and double chin

Don't even get me started on my face

Scars covering my body

Developing a disorder to satisfy another

But the problem is you'll never be satisfied

Not even with all the makeup in the world

Plastic surgery, weight loss

Your body image won't change

Or let you be happy with yourself

All you can see are your imperfections

[electricarmchair]

Fresh air is calming

After an April shower

With coffee and you

[mrspaigedolan]

Love is an Open Door-E.D Imagine Part 2

(Continuing request prompt #5)

Authors note: Hey guys, I must be an idiot because I couldn’t figure out how to post all of this into one post. I feel like an idiot. Ugh.

We both walked over to our bed, Ethan moving his duffel bag in front of the closet, and then joining me back in bed.

We were scrolling through our movie collection sitting in bed when we both went to grab the same movie..Frozen. I put it on and we were both laying in our bed where I felt the safest. His arm was wrapped around my waist, our legs tangled under the blanket and my head resting on his chest. His hands were running through my hair.

After awhile he was still playing with my hair. I looked up at him seeing that he was already looking at me. He moved his head down and kissed the bridge of my nose. Scrunching my nose, and sneezed. Ethan laughed. Ugh, that mans laugh could cure anything.

As ‘Love is an Open Door’ started to play, we heard footsteps in the hall. Grayson knocked, then opened our door.

“Hey, goodnight you two. Love you both.”

“Love you Gray.” I said back. Ethan’s grip on my waist tightened.

“Love you bro.” He said without looking at him.

Grayson then closed the door and returned to his room.

I started to hum along with the song and Ethan then followed singing it with me. He pulled me up off the bed and started dancing all around the room with me while singing.

‘I mean it’s crazy-“

‘What?”

‘We finish each other’s-‘

‘Sandwiches’

*gasp*

‘That’s what I was gonna say’

We continued to sing the whole way through until the end of the song. We stopped our dancing. Ethan picked me up which caused me to gasp and running to the bed throwing me on it causing both of us to laugh. We laid cuddling until the end of the movie. I got up off the bed and turned the movie off along with the lights.

I crawled back into bed and Ethan sat up and started to speak, “Hey, so uhm I love that movie. You know why?”

I sat up to match him and hummed in response.

“Almost their entire relationship is all based on impulse.”

“Oh yes it is.” I said laughing not knowing were he was going with this.

“We should try and be that way. Do what we want when we want. You in?” He asked getting more and more excited as the conversation went on.

“Uhm okay. I guess we can try it?” I said confused.

“Okay! Stay here!” He leapt off the bed, running to our dresser grabbing something, putting it in his shorts pocket, running over to the door, opening it, leaving and closing it again.

“Ethan what the hell are you doing?” I asked laughing but behind dead serious.

“You know how I have very little impulse control?”

“Uh yes I’m well aware..”

“Yeah, so don’t be mad when you open up the door”

I walked over to the door utterly confused to what this boy was talking about.

I opened the door, looked down, and there was Ethan. On one knee. With a light blue box with a ring inside.

“I’m gonna quote Frozen cause I’m cheesy. Here we go... Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?”

I started to laugh when I felt a tear stream down my face. Happy tears of course. I’ve been waiting for this moment for awhile.

He was starring at me anxiously waiting for my reply.

“Can I say something even crazier?” I paused and watched his face, his worry turning into a huge smile realizing that I was now quoting Ana.

“Yes!” I exclaimed.

He grabbed me by my waist and the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. This felt very different from our other kisses we shared. This was the first that we were actually a couple. It felt needy, like he wanted me all to himself. We were interrupted when Grayson walked out of his room

“Oh, uh sorry. Didn’t know you guys were still up...” saying awkwardly.

“It’s okay, just an engagement going on.” I said calmly, looking at Ethan and smiling.

Maybe Ana was right, ‘life can be so much more with you.’

[shotweb]

I Panicked - Medieval AU Chapter 2

Chapter summary: “You kidnapped a prince… on accident?”

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“You kidnapped a prince… on accident?”

Logan stared as he said this. Even the genius was dumbfounded by how Virgil could have possibly done this on accident. Virgil shifted his feet, as if he were a small child in trouble. In all reality, he was in trouble.

“I panicked,” Virgil claimed weakly.

Logan glared. “You kidnapped a prince, V. How do you kidnap a prince without planning to? At this point, I’m not angry, I’m just confused.” That was a lie. He was very angry, as he now had to deal with a prince on his ship.

“Okay look,” Virgil says, pinching the bridge of his nose as he explains once more, “I snuck in to rob the castle, y’know? Quiet, average mission.” Logan made an annoyed face at that. He had not approved of Virgil doing that alone, but the man never listened to him once his mind was set. He knew they were having money troubles, and he felt he needed to solve them. Lo had been the one to take him in, and ever since, Virge had been trying to ‘repay’ him. Virgil continued the story, giving no notice to Logan’s expression.

“Turns out, I wasn’t in the king’s room as I had planned. I was in Princey’s. And he was just like,” Virgil searched for precise language, “a condescending bitch.” Logan rolled his eyes. How colorful. “And you know how I get, I was out of it, and I pushed him over and he hit his head. And then I heard these footsteps and panicked because, I literally just knocked the prince unconscious. So I took him out of the room so they wouldn’t see him on the floor and bleeding a little, and took him here.” Logan sighed dramatically.

“And him not being there at all is better how?”

“...Shut up.” Logan gave him a deadpan look. He turned, beginning to talk to Patton.

“How’s he doing?”

Patton, a self-trained nurse, was tending to the head wound Roman had. “He’s gonna be totally fine! I cleaned it and wrapped it up. It wasn’t very deep at all. We did not kill the prince and I think that’s a victory!” Patton’s smile was bright. Virgil looked up, rolling his eyes. Logan tilted his head slightly, gesturing as he spoke.

“That is, quite literally, the absolute bare minimum when it comes to kidnapping.”

“So we accomplished the bare minimum?” Patton looked ridiculous with such a goofy grin. Logan sighed.

“Yes, Patton, we accomplished the bare minimum.” Patton cheered at that. Logan turned, facing the space inbetween the other two.

“We need to formulate a plan. Do we return him without trouble, or keep him for ransom?” Logan pressed the pads of his fingers together as he spoke. Virgil gave very little expression, while Patton shifted uncomfortably. The latter was the first to speak.

“We could really use the money,” He didn’t look at either when he spoke. He wasn’t responsible with money, a trait which was part of the reason they were broke. Logan could tell Patton felt bad, but didn’t address it.

“It’s fine Patton. Virgil and I are thieves. We can find a way to get money. Though, I haven’t held anybody for ransom before. That should make this quite a fun learning experience.” Logan was really just talking to himself at this point. Virgil sighs loudly, capturing Logan’s attention.

“This is not a good idea, but I don’t have a better one," he says. Logan smirks.

“So it’s final then? Very well. Now let us return to the ship before he wakes.” They were in an abandoned cottage as of now, as they had been waiting for Virgil to come back. Logan had not enjoyed the wait. Perhaps he could make Virgil be the guard to the prince as a petty punishment.

He sighed. It was stressful to be a pirate captain.