Iwillhissatyou - Untitled

Heh, time for the angst. Later on, when another match was planned and she texted him about it he didn't respond. So she asked again the next day and yet, still no response. At first she had though he had forgotten his phone in another room while reading, but not checking it 2 days in a row made her concerned. Getting her Er-ge to bring her over to his apartment was not even the hardest part, it was the fact that Yuan-ge was ignorant for another day that spiked her worry.

When Er-ge knocked, there was no response. It wasn't open, so no one had broken in. He unlocked the door and the smell hit her. It was terrible, like the dumpsters in the city all in one space.

"YUAN-GE?!" she cried in question, waiting for a response, praying for something. She had read enough novels to know that horrid smell, but never imagined she would know it for herself.

Running through the hallways to the room where her brother resided.

"Why do you not love me anymore Yuan-ge~?" She whined as he lougned next to her. She dramatically fell into his lap, earning a wince for her efforts.

He had always been somewhat sickly, as their rather common hospital visits showed throughout their childhood. Strength always avoided him, from his bones to his immune system, he was nye skin and bones at all times. But, he made up for it in brain and wit. A wind may blow him over, but not before he finds every flaw of its existence and made it's own mother disapointed in it.

"It's not that I don't love you, I just can't get out that often Sui-mei. I wish I could go but I still have to finish this chapter, and it's pollen season."

She crashed into the room, something that Yuan-ge would never have allowed finding what she had prayed not to.

The source of the smell-

her brothers corpse.

Airplanes death actually wasn't an accident. Shen Yuan's little sister went to her school's sports match to cheer for her friends and the guys asked "your brother didn't come with you this time...?" And she answered he was busy bingereading some novel and the team members all wished death on the authour so hard the universe had to kill Shang Qinghua

Trees, like animals, can also experience albinism, though it is extremely rare.

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

Danuary Day 2

@crossoverdanuary Day 2, sorry about late posting day 1

"He was so tired, he didn't know what happened but he really wanted to sleep. Afterall, he felt safe."

V2 at night

Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.

Is this why they make the stuff citrusy in some cases? to discourage drinking things similar to it for consumption?

i know vitamin c basically neutralizes adhd meds but lemonade good

The Australian Ballet is doing Alice in Wonderland again and on one hand I’ve seen it before, and on the other, their Queen of Hearts has my favourite costume in anything every

meme redraw for dicks birthday :D

Danuary Day 5

The day's prompt gave me a set of confusion so mind defaulted to poetic and dark. i give you angst sprinkled with fluff and metaphors that may actually be true. @crossoverdanuary will be cross-posted

Day 5- Fortune & Pokemon

It had been years since Danny had human connection. After all, the things he had known when human were long gone as his world had evolved. He had seen the slow death of all those around him, as he stood frozen in the narrowest space in the hourglass.  

His world was the origin, the development had begun to branch as soon as his time paused. He was king, Balance, Space, Son of Time, and the Deity of Fortune. His luck and core blessed those who held others dear, and cursed those with no love or reason in their hearts. Many good souls had come and gone, some thinking themselves cursed but were truly the most blessed. He had created afterlives for those who died heroes and those who died evil. He made the worlds in between, always the closest to his home. So that he may protect those closest to his kind. His daughter and son shone their ideas upon worlds letting their choices guide the universes, after all they were his.  

He was yet not full, his life was missing something, what; he did not know. He needed a friend. So what he created was creatures of his wildest dreams, fish that became dragons controling water, living ecosystems that developed sentience controling the plants they carried on their backs, blobs of goo that could morph and mimic, and shadow beasts that sough comfort in the energy they were made from. He created creature after creature, finding those in his memories and creating ones that may have brought them joy. He placed the creations on a world that he adored, a gift. Then he left a final being, powerful as he to look out for the little blessings of the world.  

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

High King Dannal felt a pull in his chest, a call for him. A soul was calling for him at a temple made by his gifts. Calling him Danny. It had been a long tome since the boy that never grew had heard that name.  

He followed. 

Danuary Day 4

Hey I was doing a digital version of this but my laptop glitched, so here is the traditional version. @crossoverdanuary

Day 4- any Fandom

DP x The Phantom of The Opera, Pitch Pearl edition