Candlewriter - Burning At Both Ends

“I’m glad you’re okay” but said by someone who has just had the shit beaten out of them, to someone who is not hurt at all, is a brilliant trope and I lose my mind every time.

okay from the top, I have no delusions of fixing her. I am defecting. I am compromising my morals. I have become the secondary antagonist, and for what? Villain Pussy

cringe isnt an insult. if you find me cringe that means i have power over you. im having a fucking blast while youre seething with vitriol at my very existence. whos really winning here

writing as therapy. writing as healing. writing as discovery. writing as self-love. writing as making sense of the dark. writing as rebirth. 

“I wanna write”

“So write”

“... not this scene though”

my toxic trait is writing first-person protagonists who never describe themselves

like it's MY fault my love language is acts of service and all i know how to do is kill

Ok I’m writing now (lying)

so many ways a character can be dog-coded. stray following someone home and begging for scraps. old and needs to be put out of its misery. attack dog. guard dog. lap dog. puppy that pees on the carpet from excitement. shelter dog just happy to finally have feet to curl up on. unsocialized that bites anyone trying to show kindness. silly goofy puddle monster. obedient until the leash comes off