Basic Things You Should Know About Your Main Characters

This is very true, be more like little kids!

think i found a brush that i like.. plus i had like barely drawn this big man

because the thing is bisexual

TMNT: Mutant Mayhem (2023)

a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

Damn, I am very much attracted to this man. I wish to be his best friend.

Every time I lack the motivation to do something, I think of Kirishima <3 This little slice of sunshine gives me the confidence that everything is possible if you try hard enough!

Think I'm going to print this and hang it over my working desk! 😤 Gaaaah, can't wait! >o< I'm going to start every day with a enormous dose of motivation …and a nosebleed :D

y'know, i kinda wonder how a cowboy with a thick accent would sound when he's begging to cum. like, he's sat on top of you, the same way he straddles his horse—and all shame has been thrown out the window. he's a breathless, sweaty mess, and apart from the whining, he's letting all kinds of obscenities fly out of his mouth– of what he wants you to do to him.

btw, when i say 'thick accent', i don't mean 'sweet southern countryside' accent.

i mean the “th's 'ere town ain't big 'nuff fer th' two of us.” + “y' new 'round 'ere, partner? look'n fer a place t' stay?” + “'s dangerous t' be walk'n 'round 'ere by yerself, kid. 'specially at night.” type of accent.

Never kill yourself.

Different Ways to Describe Brown Eyes

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

Her eyes were the color of honey, irises swirling like the sweet nectar.

His eyes—the color of an intoxicating champagne—beckoned her over with nothing more than a wink and a smile.

They had eyes like mud, perfectly matched with the frown that permanently stained their face.

Her eyes were as bright as the raging sun and the color of dancing flames.

They wore blue eyeshadow to contrast their dark brown eyes.

Her eyes were as beautiful as the leaves of trees in autumn.

His eyes were nearly black, like a void that held a lifetime of secrets.

Dirt. She had eyes like dirt. They were almost as dirty as her personality.

Their eyes reminded her of old brick libraries and vintage books.

She had the kind of eyes that made thieves wonder why they bothered to steal pieces of art.

His eyes made her think of the sandcastles she used to build as a kid.

Their eyes were the same color as the old oak tree their great-great-grandfather planted in the backyard.

His eyes were the same color as the bottle of liquor in his hand.

They had a smile like spring, but their eyes were autumn with a hint of passing summer.

Her dark eyes were flaked with gold.

His brown eyes had tragedy weaved behind his irises.

Brown, copper eyes that paired with the dry blood stuck to their face watched him as he stalked across the tiled floor.