Sometimes I forget that I can write just for my own enjoyment, and that's what makes writing fun.
my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented
"you're the writer, you control how the story goes" no not really. i wrote the first sentence and then my characters said "WE WILL TAKE IT FROM HERE" and promptly swerved into an electrical fence.
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Behold; The Mystery Cheeks
Seroiida nation I come forth, with a humble offer
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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Sally Face (Video Games) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sal Fisher/Travis Phelps, Ashley Campbell & Sal Fisher & Larry Johnson & Todd Morrison, Sal Fisher & Travis Phelps, Neil Douglas/Todd Morrison, Chug Cohen/Maple Cohen Characters: Sal Fisher, Travis Phelps, Larry Johnson, Ashley Campbell (Sally Face), Todd Morrison, Chug Cohen, Maple Cohen, Madeline Phelps, Mary Phelps (Sally Face) Additional Tags: Travis Phelps Needs a Hug, Travis Phelps Needs Therapy, Travis Phelps is Bad at Feelings, Travis Phelps Has PTSD, Sal Fisher Has PTSD, Travis Phelps Has Religious Trauma, Travis Phelps is an idiot most of the time, let the local grop of teens fix everything, Abuse of Authority, Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Abusive Kenneth Phelps, Kenneth Phelps Being an Asshole, Misogyny, Horror, Body Horror, Autistic Travis Phelps, not really mentioned openly but he is, Travis' freaky eye, Travis Phelps Being an Asshole, he needs time to get better, even when he gets better, he still gets to be a dick as a treat, My First AO3 Post, discussions of brainwashing and cult-like behaviour Summary:
Travis is in that awkward stage of life where you need to figure out your self, but it seems that he can't have it easy. Between trying to not die at the hands of his father, manage a job, try to also not let his sisters suffer like he does and manage a whole new friendship his life is very much full; but obviously he can't seem to catch a break.
Or alternatively Travis is a witch and can't figure out how seeing ghosts might help him.
The visions got so strong I had to put them on paper
“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you
trying to seductively get on my knees for you but my knees crack so loud it echoes and i’m stuck there for five minutes
I am the amalgamation of all the characters that I've ever considered even remotely cool
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