I Love Talking With Neurotypical People About My Executive Dysfunction Because I'm Like "yeah There's

Asking out on a date

"So... you free on Friday?"

"There is a new restaurant down the street. Maybe you would like to try it out together?"

"I wanted to ask for a while, so... can I take you out on a date?"

"Tell me a time and a place and I'll be there."

"Let's skip the small talk and just go on a date."

"I have a book full of date ideas. Can you help me trying them out?"

"Hey, I've got this wild idea: you, me, and a cup of coffee. What do you say?"

"I'm going to pick you up, you don't need to worry about anything. You just need to be pretty. Which shouldn't be a problem, since you always are."

"Should we make it official with a real date?"

"I dreamed about us going on a date. Should we make it a reality?"

"There's this fancy restaurant I'd like to try, but I'm sure the food will taste better if you are there with me."

"I could show you a good time."

"So, this was basically a date right? Wanna try a real one?"

"I think I found the perfect date spot. Care to try it out?"

"Let's take this to the next level and go on a date together."

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How writers feel when they are forced to kill their favourite character so the plot can move on:

😫🤧

I just got my first full manuscript request and my brain thought it was a good time to question the entire plot

Persephone, I’m sorry I forgot to wear the bracelets out, but I took some pretty photos of flowers to make it up to you.

I hope you like them 🙏🏻

Flowers may not last forever, but the impact you and they have on me does.

hey if you're the type of writer that's like me where you tend to write specific scenes first that vaguely weave together into a plot, you might like using obsidian as a writing app.

my frustration with other writing applications is that i will write my scenes out of order and it's hard to move things around and rearrange them on a regular document.

but with obsidian there's this canvas feature where you can just write all your scenes and plot moments on these little cards that you can freely rearrange. you can color code them and connect them too.

here's the canvas i've created for my current multi-chapter fic: (if you zoom in you can see all the text in each card this what it looks like zoomed out)

as you can see, i color code them based off chapters and will group them next to a document card with the working title of the chapter. anything not color-coded are scenes that don't have a proper place quite yet or it's just world building references. this app can also be good for note-taking and collecting research!

best of all, it's FREE!!! the only downside is that if you want your stuff to sync across devices, you do have to pay for that. i constantly hop between my laptop and desktop so i pay for the syncing. but if you write on only one device it's completely free! EDIT: some reblogs have mentioned that you can apparently link your own personal cloud storage (dropbox, gdrive, icloud, etc.) to obsidian for free! that way you can access your obsidian vaults across multiple devices without the extra fee. i don't mind supporting the devs but just something to look into if costs is a concern.

i typically use it for organizing my thoughts for a first draft. once i get all the scenes arranged and mostly written out, i will copy and paste them into ellipsus (also free & highly recommended as a google doc alternative) so that they're all in one document that i can edit.

beginning to suspect that if I ever want to have a published novel I will have to actually write a novel, which is frankly ghoulish

Writing Prompt #10

A is violently ill and B has no idea what to do.

When a fic doesn’t fit my head canons but it’s well-written

Ways I Show a Character is In Love But Doesn't Know It Yet...

This one’s for the emotional masochists writing the slowest of burns, where your readers are screaming “just kiss already!” by chapter twenty... I Love and Hate you... ♥

They compare everyone else to the person… and everyone else comes up short. Even when they’re not consciously doing it. No one’s laugh is as warm. No one’s eyes crinkle that way.

They remember the weirdest little things about them. Birthdays? Whatever. But that time they snorted laughing at a dumb joke? Locked and loaded.

They feel weirdly guilty when flirting with someone else. Like they’re cheating… except they’re not even dating. Or are they? Or—ugh, feelings are the worst.

They notice every damn detail when the other person isn’t around. "They’d like this song." "This smells like their shampoo." "I wonder what they'd say about this weird squirrel."

They use weird, overly specific compliments. Not “You look good,” but “That color makes your eyes look like a storm in a novel I’d cry over.”

They get weirdly intense about that person being hurt or in danger. Like, irrationally intense. "He’s just a friend," they say while planning to murder anyone who makes them cry.

They feel safer around them than anyone else, and it freaks them out. Like: “I’m always on guard. Except with you. That’s... suspicious.”