@Bananapudding
It was unsettling.
Unsettling to see her rip up her own soul like that– oh how desperate she must be not to feel emotions. Kyoko was the last to leave.
It was unsettling.
Unsettling to see her rip up her own soul like that– oh how desperate she must be not to feel emotions. Kyoko was the last to leave.
"Among the dead was the Dragon of Life-"
"How Ironic!" an older Drake at the back called.
and was swearing as she tried her best as she tried her best to maneuver her guitar case to keep it from hitting people.
Do I feel? Yes.
and was swearing as she tried her best as she tried her best to maneuver her guitar case to keep it from hitting people.
Do I feel? Yes.
Good to know I can write relateable characters.
Relatable to anyone who’s carried a guitar in public anyways.
"I woke up in prison for the second time in my life."
The day was young, and while to some it would seem as it were an ungodly hour to wake up, it was not the case for Xian.
"It feels like…like…" Suna frowned, looking down at her feet in confusion. Now I was growing concerned. I honestly had no idea how to help her. All this 'magic' business was way, way out of my element. "Like I stepped upon a million little urchins." She concluded finally, raising her hands and wiggling her fingers so that her sharp nails viciously jabbed the air between us.
Oh.
"You foot fell asleep?" The chuckle that escaped my lips along with my question seemed to further confuse her.
Suna shifted her weight, trying to dispel the feeling of pins and needles, looking up at me once more. "Why would it do that? The rest of me is awake."
I grab a water bottle from my bag and took the pills. I looked over and saw that my brother and everyone else did the same. The bus started moving forward. I watched the houses slowly form into a single white line.
Eris! I love it!
“Great! Let me guide you in. Everyone is ready for you!”
(It sounds a little creepy with no context.)
When the smoke started to clear there was one man standing, and he was surrounded by hundreds of dead.
Even though it was short and simple, as well as easy to read, it took effort to move the violin rod to each and every correct string. She was careful not to mess up, as she wanted this song to go perfectly well
Even though it was short and simple, as well as easy to read, it took effort to move the violin rod to each and every correct string. She was careful not to mess up, as she wanted this song to go perfectly well
(Hey! Are you writing about playing a violin? I'm sorry to intrude, but I happen to play violin, and it's not called a rod, it's called a bow (Ackkk it's just something I'm picky about sorry…) and I might replace string with note as well… please forgive me! also if you ever need help with a term or something hit me up in the dms i'll be able to help)
Eris! I love it!
Lol Thanks! I'm trying my hand at a retelling of a classic tale. It's turning out more humorous than I expected.
Even though it was short and simple, as well as easy to read, it took effort to move the violin rod to each and every correct string. She was careful not to mess up, as she wanted this song to go perfectly well
(Hey! Are you writing about playing a violin? I'm sorry to intrude, but I happen to play violin, and it's not called a rod, it's called a bow (Ackkk it's just something I'm picky about sorry…) and I might replace string with note as well… please forgive me! also if you ever need help with a term or something hit me up in the dms i'll be able to help)
oh, okay, thank you so much!
oh no problem!
"I- just take the damn tacos and go, Shirley!"
"My name isn't Shirley, it's Richard, but most people call me Dick."
"I can see why, Shirley. Or is it Dick? You don't rank high enough for a Richard, and that's saying something."
"I'm Japanese, Shen is Chinese! We look nothing alike, Vicente!"
"Yes, but–"
"No."
"I'm Japanese, Shen is Chinese! We look nothing alike, Vicente!"
"Yes, but–"
"No."
Wheeze
Yet still, she realized they were no longer behind her.
Samael lunged to catch him and grabbed one of his arms. He looked down, Avon stared up at him, looking terrified and embarrassed all at once. Samael's face flushed. He had managed to french dip the most popular kid in the whole school, in front of the whole goddamn school. He pulled his arms up and let go, putting his hands beside his head. Avon fell to the floor, shrieking.
“That was a D-2 model.”
"Mermaids are fucking pussies. Sirens are the shit."
Moukib cocked his head to one side as he watched him leave.
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