It starts as a boast, Ryan declaring to Oasis – his childhood friend, dusky-skinned and pretty with a bit of her baby fat lingering but still growing into her frame at thirteen, settled on a root overhanging the muddy creek in the woods out back of her mother’s house, feet swinging idly with her heavy boots covered in mud thunking every so often against the dirt - that they’re more than smart enough to tap into the powers their families hold, to speak to the dead, that he’s been reading things, and that he bets they could be the youngest successful ghost-talkers in generations.
barbaricyip asked: is there anything you find yourself writing about a lot
what DON’T I write frequently. by which I mean “I’m a six trick pony, once you’ve read one thing, you’ve read them all.”
as a writer, I’m. really disinterested in epic cycles, Large Stories, apocalypse, Light vs. Dark, and ostriches. I like pre-existing relationships that have reached a turning point, where depending on circumstances, things are set to explode or come apart messily—and then they still have to keep working because shit, son, this party ends when it ends, tough luck. I like lapsed friendships and romantic relationships where both parties have run out of excuses for the same reason, since it’s the “we ran away and whoops, here we are again” AU.
what I like about it most is the tension of old anger and feelings and current perspective. You want to say that whatever happened back then is done and it probably didn’t have that much of a lasting effect, but it still has an obsessive pull and pain that brings you back to that same spot over and over again. I’m drawn to the emotional struggle, but I also love the challenge of finding a dramatically satisfying resolution. It’s … really hard, though… upset gargle.
o f f e r m e s o m e t h i n g o f w o r t h
h e a r t s
k i l l i n m y n a m e a n d g a i n m y b l e s s i n g
m y f a v o r
m y p r o t e c t i o n
“No. I. No, we don’t want your help. It’s not worth it.”
Oasis glances at Ryan, then to the creature standing outside the circle, its hooded eyes staring at them both, keen and hungry. “It’s never going to be worth it.”
y o u w i l l
t h e y a l l s a y t h a t
b u t t h e y a l w a y s c a l l u p o n m e e v e n t u a l l y
does anyone know what to do with
- a ton of old x-men comics circa 2001-2004
- the first six volumes of Ultimate X-Men—in fairly good condition!
- ten or so gaming manuals for WoD and NWoD, some in shitty condition, some in decent
- like 20 issues of Dragon magazine
- a couple 3rd edition D&D books, also fairly wrecked
- some elfquest books that once belonged to the library
- some super banged up Star Wars Essential Character/Planet/Chronology Guides
asking for a friend
*sidles over* which sourcebooks~?
hey friends i will buy you a copy of my porn (thereby OUTTING MYSELF TO YOU) if you agree to leave me a review on amazon
Absolutely willing to make my first amazon review ( like, ever ) be on your work. O_O
one of my ships any ship, crack or otherwise and I will answer the following questions about my personal head canon:
who is the big spoon/little spoon
what is their favorite non-sexual activity
who uses all the hot water in the morning
what they order from take out
what is the most trivial thing they fight over
who does most of the cleaning
who leaves their stuff around
who remembers to buy the milk
who remembers anniversaries
(Source: dirkpee, via professorpiggy)