And Just Because I Found It On My Phone-

stop trying to make your draft perfect on the first try. your characters don’t care. your plot doesn’t care. even the imaginary readers in your head don’t care because they don’t exist yet. just write the terrible version. write the cringey dialogue and the scenes that go nowhere and the metaphors so bad they make you cringe into next week. because guess what? you can’t edit a blank page, but you can edit a hot mess. embrace it.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN Y'ALL!!!

And a call to all warriors, to line the fronts...

FOR THE

SKELETON WAR!!! 💀

Self made millionaire & producer Billy Hargrove & Child Star turned Couture fashion model Steve Harrington.

The Fall

Taking a stroll around the deeper parts of the central park, he seemed to be following the silent wailing in the thicker, forest-like parts. The bright, high standing full moon and the countless invisible stars being the only witnesses to the scene, to take place.

"Oh wow, that's sorta but sorta not unexpected to find ya here.. don't ya think?" The breath and sobs from the smaller, cowering figure in front of him hitched and came to an abrupt, muffled stop. It's clear that this man was hunched over, kneeling on the ground with the bottom half of his light beige coat dirty from the muddy forest floor and grass.

"Not talking with me, no more, huh? Well, suite yourself." The taller mans eyes narrowed and filled with slight viciousness, a slim smirk formed on his lips. Then he held his hand out.

"Welp, come on then. It's pathetic enough you make it such a big deal out of nothing."

"Oh hush! Not another single word from your filthy mouth, you vile creature!" Ezekiel slapped the hand of the other away, starring right into the others' eyes. His baby blue eyes were completely void of this special and divine spark, that made it clear he wasn't quiet human but not anymore. Instead they were filled with contempt, pain, sorrow and most abstractly, humanity. All the things that made this whole moment feel so unnatural to Azazel, this beeing the real reason, he felt startled. Well, rather shocked would have been a better description.

"You.. You alone are the reason, I was dragged down to feel such a degrading emotion such as hate! You are the sole reason why I lost my true meaning! And only you are the reason, that the heavens sought to punish me by taking my wings! The reason I am stuck as a human for as long until some divine higher rising pities me enough to forgive the sin of hatred, is you! And I swear to whatever holiness is left in my being, that if it will be because of you, that I should fail this last trial of mine and that the archangels should rip away my halo as result... I will personally ensure, that you not only regret the day that you crossed my path, but the fact that I will never ever forgive you in any way for it." New tears were forming, the split second the former ones either rolled down and fell or were wiped off. His posture slumped over again, as another wave of unbarable hurt, sadness and uncontrolable urge to just cry came over the former angel.

The other only now understood, why he was left on erath with no way back. To find him... the fallen angel, who didn't belong nowhere.

"Wait for real, now..?" With his left hand now on his hip, the other went up to his own mouth, covering it. His eyes wide.

"..fuck-"

"-I neither want or need your played pity, demon! Just vanish from my sight! Preferably until after the last day I have to live this misserable mess of a new life, that you caused!" He was about to stand up and shoo him away,

"I don't want nor do I need your help- ahrg!!"

Ezekiel just manged to stand up, on the first step he did however he fell over, the now former demon, right there to catch him. This excruciating agony comming from his shoulder blades filling his whole body, and he cried out in pain. The other only holding him up for a while, until Azazel too slowly kneeled down with him. And after some failed atempts of trying to get out of the others arms, the now just light blond man stopped struggling.

With the realisation, that this pain must have been even worse for the other, as he fell even further, the first small raindrops started to fall. Suddenly there were more and more until there where storm clouds in the near distance, now cementing and finalizing the fact that heaven had lost another angel, crying for him.

"Come on, now we both can get sick from beeing dripping wet..." Said the one, who was holding the other, as soft as his rough voice would allow him to, just before he scooped him up, cradling and carrying him through the now pouring rain.

Thunder and lightning wandering ever so closer, setting the tone for the rest of the night and the days to follow this event.

Just a little something I had in mind about my characters lol

OC charas:

https://at.tumblr.com/magickizu/704756456807940096/jk28v8a5m9h0

Puchiko, do you prefer Tumblr or X?

"Hey bro do you prefer coffee, or bucket of slugs?"

A little teaser for a animatic I'll be working on ^^ It is a crossover from the bullies (+1) from #it2017 and #dearevanhansen. I'm planning on doing two of them and this first one will be 'Good For You'.

Greetings my dear cubs. I know I have been seemingly dead in this hole time, it's just that school(I think my school would be the equivalent to College right now) was/is stressing me out. So I need a place to release this stress: the Internet. But now that "Article 13" is on the rise and nearly through, I'm fearing that I'm not able to do anything in the future, for yes I am living and coming from Europe/Germany and I need your help. In this video from MatPat(from Film-/GameTheory) it is explained what this "Article 13" is, and what will happen. Please help! Not only me, but every little creator needs help now. So please, share it with as many people as you can! There is also a petition against it on Change.org, please search for it and sign it, if you can! The european Internet and probably soon the Internet in every country depends on it! #SaveTheInternet And hopefully, until next time. Bey.

Or.. Deceit: *sleeping peacefully* Deceit: *woke up because of a strange noise* Virgil: *somehow hanging from the ceiling upside down with a creepy as heck face* Deceit: ... Virgil: *in hella creepy tone* ...I'm gonna peel your skin off...nice and slowly... Deceit: *is screaming more girlie than Roman* Virgil: *falls off the ceiling in a loud thud*

[Having a sleepover]

Logan, Roman, Virgil: *Getting ready to play cards*

Patton: *Asleep on couch*

Patton: *Starts mumbling*

Roman: *Motions for the other two to be quiet*

Patton: Go on, Deceit… You can jump… It’s only thirty stories…

HONOURABLE MENTION:

This man who watched a boy getting sucked up a tube to his inevitable death with this oh-so deranged dreamy smile

Honestly, I grew up with him but I "respect" him just as much as the original (now that I finally saw it)

listen i know each actor brings their own spice to a role, but i just can’t take timothee chalamet’s wonka seriously 

where is the madness behind his eyes??? the malice??? the complete disregard for the laws of mankind and decency???