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rip arthur morgan, you would have loved animal crossing

dragon age 4. did they figure out how old the dragon is yet

So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????

I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.

Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?

every day fabian seacaster wakes up

ran out of time pretend this is a boop. nay 12 boops

12 whole boops?! I will take them!

And may I say....12 boops back to you!

Since it's November 1...thought I would reblog this :D

Hello!

Do you enjoy writing? What about talking with other writers? Are you looking for someone to read through your work, help out where they can? How about participate in world building exercises and character building prompts?

Well, I might have just the place for you.

Consider joining The Writing Desk. It's an 18+ writing discord server that will hopefully help you and others find people to cheer them on while working towards your goals.

Whether you write fanfiction, historical romance, medieval fantasy, nonfiction works, or academic papers you should be able to find your place here.

The server itself has sort of a dark academia aesthetic. We have four 'dorms' that might have something to do with points later on. They are:

• Gargoyle • Harpy • Unicorn • Wyvern

Some things included in the server are things like:

• Sprinting (both shorter and longer ones) • NSFW channel that is OPT-IN ONLY • A place for resources • Some non-writing channels for fun :)

There might be some events at times! Though you don't have to participate in those.

If this sounds good to you, The Writing Desk is here for you. Just follow the link. :)

No because you're so right! Every piece just feels so right for Pope. Makes me think of ways one might break that eye contact with him. So many options, so little time.

Jack feels safe. Searching for him in a room just to see his eyes are already on you. Like he knew you would need that quiet connection. A single head nod before you break eye contact first.

So apparently tonight is 'describe the difference between the reason for eye contact between two characters played by the same man'....

So, I haven't written in a while and now I have the need to write/read any and all things I can for RDR2.

Just started playing it (and RDO). Yall might be getting some stuff. I don't know yet though.

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Pairing: Eventual Steve x Original Female Character, Steve x Darlene Henderson, Dustin x Darlene (idiot siblings are idiots)

Summary: Life in Hawkins is about to get strange. 

Word Count: 851

Warning(s): Uh…cussing?

A/N: I really wanted to write about an OC that I’ve been playing around with for a while. I hope you like her because I love her. I’ll go ahead and tell you now that I plan on writing more of her. You’re welcome in advance.

                                                                                                      Nov. 6, 1983

Dear Diary,

I keep having this recurring dream nightmare…

Darlene sat at her desk, the faint sound of Waterloo came from her record player, a finished English paper sat off to the side of her. The 16 year old was hunched over a composition book, a pen scratching across the page in looping letters. She often hid the notebook among her school books in an attempt to keep her younger brother’s prying eyes out. She was so hyper focused on the diary that she didn’t hear her door open and her mother’s voice. Only being pulled from her writing when a hand touched her shoulder. Jumping, she spun around to see the slightly amused face of her mother.

“Hey jumpy, everything alright honey?” Claudia smiled down at her daughter.

“Yeah, fine. Everything’s fine, just...journalling. The usual.”

Nodding, her mother sat on the end of the bed. “Barb called, I told her you were finishing homework and would call her back. I also called Mrs. Wheeler and told her to have Dusty go ahead and ride his bike.”

Darlene looked at the clock on her wall, it was past 9. She had meant to be on her way to pick up her younger brother from his friends house. “Oh shit, mom I’m sorry.” She turned back to her mother.

“Darlene!” Claudia looked only slightly appalled at her daughter’s language.

“Sorry.”

“Listen, go ahead and get ready for bed. Dustin will be home soon and you can repay him by taking him to school tomorrow okay?” Claudia stood up, moving to kiss her daughter’s head. “And try to get some sleep. You need it.” Her mother smiled, heading towards the door, quietly shutting it behind her.

Darlene just sat there for a moment before turning back to her diary. She looked at it for a long moment and ended up adding a little more before closing it and standing from her desk. Finally able to stretch after sitting for so many hours. The satisfying pops and cracks coming from the stiff joints. On her way to her dresser, she paused for a moment to turn the volume up. She let her eyes close, taking a moment to let the music flow through her. She opened her eyes once again before looking through the drawers of folded clothes until she finally found pajamas to wear. On her way out of her room, she tossed them onto the bed and crossed the hall to the shared bathroom. With a scoff of disgust she kicked her brother’s dirty clothes towards the hamper. She was washing her face when she heard the front door open and the sound of Dustin and their mother talking, though she couldn’t make out any of the conversation. After a moment she heard his footsteps coming up to their rooms.

“...getting my X-Men 134! I can’t believe it, I didn’t even say go. He cheated!”

Poking her head out of the bathroom, she smiled at her brother. “Come tell me about the session, bubs.” And quickly, her younger brother’s mood changed upon seeing his sister.

Dustin sat in the bathroom with Darlene as she finished washing her face and brushing her teeth, only to drag her into his room while he got ready for bed as well. All the while telling her about the hours they spent looking for the Thessalhydra and encountering a Demogorgon. By the time the fight began, it was time for everyone to go home. 

Darlene, who was ever the fantasy nerd like her brother, hung on every word. In the spare time she had with the boys during the summer months and any time they were off school, she would often be found alongside them in the Wheeler’s basement. Either weaving her own tales or helping Mike with his. The longer she sat there listening the later it was getting and she still needed to change. She stood up from the desk chair and headed towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Dustin asked, looking towards his sister from where he sat on the edge of his bed.

“Well, you and I both need to sleep. I’m driving you to school tomorrow, mom will have my head if I don’t.” She walked over and ruffled his hair. “Get some sleep.”

“Oh, okay! Goodnight!”

“Night.” She left the room, closing the door behind her. Going back into her own room, she shut the door before changing into the pajamas she set out for herself a little while before. Once dressed for bed, Darlene moved once again to her record player and turned off her music.

Shutting off the lights, she crawled into bed and snuggled under the warm blankets. She didn't realize how tired she had been until she got into bed, her eyes drooping as she reached over for her book. She probably wouldn't get too far tonight in her quest to finish Interview with the Vampire but, she was going to try her damnedest to get a few pages in. Five minutes later the book was forgotten as she slipped into sleep.