Bloodyhauntedquartz - Just A Rock

chained up or forced to wear a straightjacket // stabbed in the shoulder or bitten by a monster // masquerade ball or dinner party // stormy night or winter forest // dungeon or tower // sudden collapse or bandaged up // poisoned or drained of blood // experimented on or bedridden // nightmares or hallucinations // attacked by a monster or transformed into one // betrayal or lost love // castle or cottage // seaside or garden // hanged or strapped down // damsel in distress or ghostly maiden // haunted portrait or haunted mirror // guilt or insanity // immortality or untimely death // thunderstorm or snowstorm // imprisoned monster or angry ghost // laboratory or library // cemetery or portrait gallery // secret cellar or secret attic // hanging chandeliers or melting candelabras // body horror or creature horror // howling wind or eerie silence

This or That, Gothic Edition

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chained up or forced to wear a straightjacket // stabbed in the shoulder or bitten by a monster // masquerade ball or dinner party // stormy night or winter forest // dungeon or tower // sudden collapse or bandaged up // poisoned or drained of blood // experimented on or bedridden // nightmares or hallucinations // attacked by a monster or transformed into one // betrayal or lost love // castle or cottage // seaside or garden // hanged or strapped down // damsel in distress or ghostly maiden // haunted portrait or haunted mirror // guilt or insanity // immortality or untimely death // thunderstorm or snowstorm // imprisoned monster or angry ghost // laboratory or library // cemetery or portrait gallery // secret cellar or secret attic // hanging chandeliers or melting candelabras // body horror or creature horror // howling wind or eerie silence

choose one and i’ll write it with characters you choose for me!! i’ll post my characters shortly (or if you want me to write something before i tell you my characters just tell me and i’ll choose ones i think would go well!!)

so cute tender hurt comfort is nice and all, but

enemies to lovers hurt comfort.

"i'm fine."

"you are NOT fine."

"you're running a 103 degree fever and you think you're just going to go to work like everything's just peachy? you're absolutely unbelievable."

"you dumbass! you got stabbed and you didn't think to tell me? you got it infected, you worthless piece of shit!"

"if you fucking die, i will kill you."

"you're eating this soup if i have to force it down your throat."

"you probably think i care about you now. well, i don't. i don't give a shit what happens to you, actually." (proceeds to do everything possible to take care of said person they don't care about)

"you are not sleeping on my couch. get on the bed, asshole."

"i'm not your mother. take care of yourself." (they did not, in fact, let the sick person take care of themself)

"have i ever told you that spending five hours in freezing rain without a coat is stupid? no? well, it was fucking stupid, [insert name here]."

"you know, there's this magical thing called common sense. you've probably never heard of it, but normal people have it, and that's why they're careful while handling knives so that they don't drop one on their foot."

"lie down. that's not a request, that's an order."

"you're going to drink this if it's the last thing you do."

"take your own temperature, asshole. no. no, you're doing it wrong. oh my gosh, just let me do it."

"are you feeling alright?" (clears throat) "i mean, uh, you better not be fucking sick, you idiot."

can we go on a picnic now, mi amor?

when i’m depressed, my bed is my best friend

when i feel like this

i sleep

Everyone in the tavern was silent. Otis looked up from his hand, the cards carefully and neatly formed into a fan row. He stared at Katharnie who was still moving her cards about, Otis took that as a sign she was nervous. The dealer asked them to present their hands for the final time to reveal who was the winner of a fine Appaloosa mare and 300k Feathers. The people out of the running were angry their money was still in the game to be won, but Feathers didn’t mean much in currency out of town. The punters held their breath as Otis showed his hand, spreading it out on the bar top. “Three Dark Cicadas and a Violet Rooter Fungus,” The dealer announced, some of the punters cheered, it was a good hand, worth seven in total. Otis continued to look at Katharnie who checked her hand once more, observing quietly her points against her opponents. With a flick of her wrist she snapped the cards down onto the wooden top and the dealer moved them into a row so he could see them better, on seeing the cards she had he gave her a small look. “Two Horn Trumpets and two Forest Barberries,” the dealer said, raising his voice so everyone in the tavern could hear. Otis stood up and slammed his hand down, making a few Feather chips jump off the top. His top lip curled up “She cheated, she cheated. I fucking won, do you understand me. How could someone like her get Barberry cards, she slipped them in. No one beats me, you should know that.” Katharnie ignored his anger and bent to pick the coins up, she smiled, and her ears twitched. In her mind she saw Otis as being jealous, she’s a younger generation so she has the new luck. Now she has to take on the task of pursuing The Succubi of The Beast, and its something her father trained her to do. She knew she was up for the job.

so y'all know that "met my dad in 1985" trend. well, 1985 was the year a lot of my favourite albums were realised. my dad was 18 in 1985. my mum was 21. those are the two best ages, you're finally going out of the house, going to parties. i would have loved to be both my parents in the 80s, like, just imagine it... and my parents had pretty cool childhoods and when they were becoming adults their lives were just really cool and it makes me sad that i'm never going to experience life like it was then...

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Requests Are Open! :D

writing prompts - romance/angst romance dialogue - angst romance and romance "Was everything we were even real?" "How can you stand there saying you don't love me?" "The only reason I love myself is because I thought you loved me too." "I thought you said there was still hope for us?" "You know, I'm finding it really difficult to love you." "I thought we were forever." "You disgust me now. Everything I loved about you makes me shudder." "Stop saying you're okay, I know you're not. You forget...I know you. I've been through these things with you. I know you better than most. What's wrong..please don't hide it from me." "Stop yelling, please..." "I never thought I could be hurt this badly." "So, I heard you had a date yesterday..." "Can't you see I fucking love you." "You were my everything. No, scratch that actually. You are my everything." "If you feel like you're nothing without me, then you shouldn't have me." "You are an intelligent and beautiful woman with infinite potential, but your feelings for me are holding you down. Let go. I already have." "If anything happens it would be unfair to both of us. I still love you. I won't pretend I don't." "Don't say something like that, after all that." "Don't give me hope.." "I had hope. I did. I tried. In the end...I tried." "I hope for you..." "Ironic huh, hope for hope. You'll either be twice as happy or twice as sad with the outcome then." "Thank you for loving me. Thank you for giving me chance after chance. I didn't deserve them." "I hope that we can be together. I hope I can live with you. I hope I can marry you. I hope I can be a family with you. I hope I can...start...a family with you." "I hope for you. Always have, always will. I love you." "I know that you don't feel the same as me, not even in the slight." "I feel special when I'm with you. If that isn't love I don't know what is." "There is a chance for us...not now but later. There is a chance. Not like before though. We'll actually be a team, okay?"

IT WORKS AHHHHH

what if every Tumblr user suddenly looses their mouse?

I often wonder what happened to authors of unfinished fanfictions.