I dunno how to take gif but me and my throwing knives are ready
don't even know what we fighting but bloodshed's bloodshed I guESS
Silently you stared at your best friend, trying to absorb everything they had just told you.
“You’re……you’re certain?” You asked hesitantly.
Frantically your friend nodded, clutching tightly at their shirt as they fought back tears. The sight made your chest ache, though you couldn’t blame them for it. After all they had been through, and everything that was happening now, you were surprised they were holding up so well at all.
Letting out a shaky sigh, you rubbed your hand over your face, heart aching at the sight of their fear, their fear of you, of your reaction. Your heart only ached even more as you opened your arms to them, seeing their genuine shock at the display of acceptance. Bitterly you swallowed back your anger, wishing you could get revenge on every one who had betrayed them, but knowing that your friend needed you to be with them right now.
As they practically folded themselves into your chest, body trembling, you rubbed your hands up and down their back, absently taking in the new chill of their body, the chill that would now forever be a part of them.
“We’ll figure it out together, alright? I’m not going anywhere…. We can get through this” You promised firmly.
You pretended not to hear the rough sobs and broken thank yous they let out, as they curled even tighter into you, afraid to wrap their arms around you, like you did them. Silently you wished for every single person who turned their back on them to face retribution three fold for all they had done, wishing that you had been there to shield them from the heartbreak.
They never deserved this.
Ah, to be a sleepy prison guard on the way to a chair by the cell of an adventurer… Maybe I will wear my oversize ring of keys extra loose tonight.. who knows what could happen if I were to uh… doze off.. ;)
Yes
Not all character development is positive. Characters can, and in my opinion, should, develop both negative and positive traits throughout the course of their story. As the story goes, they shouldn’t be perfected, they’re people, not artpieces, and so there shouldn’t be a stage where they’ve improved/changed exclusively for the better, to the point where they have no negative traits at all.
"No actually, I delight in being soaked in a torrental downpour whilst leaning against my car in an existential crisis"
Perhaps insane or simply shocked with odd cop in mechanisms, the stranger let out a bubbly, real laugh. Not a nervous, awkward one, just an unhinged laugh full of amusement and emotion.
"Well then-" They tipped an old fashioned top hat out of nowhere, pivoted on thier heel, and flashed a charismatic wink. "-call me if you go back on that statement"
I felt a slight pressure on my nose, and gazed upon a card resting upon its bridge, somehow balancing. It held a jumble of letter and number, and the blacks of the font seemed to shift as I blinked. The background was a shimmering fold with a pristine white outline. By the time I looked up they were gone, the rain slowing to a drizzle, then halting completely. The card was still dry, my sanity most likely un intact.
"Fuckin hell mate it was sarcasm."
Maybe stating the obvious would be better than staring at the cursed card, and maybe I need more sleep.
Everything had gone wrong today. First your microwave had almost blown up on you, shorting out the electricity in your home and leaving you without breakfast, then you had been early to work for once, only to find that the company had folded, and you had lost your job with no notice or lick of compassion. After that you had come home, only to find your partner cheating on you with someone else, in YOUR home, on YOUR bed, and it was only after two hours of emotional arguments and shouting, that you had managed to eject them from your home, and call someone to change the locks immediately.
Overwhelmed and exhausted, you had decided to take a drive to clear your head, knowing of a small beach a couple of hours away. Now here you were, engine having failed in the middle of nowhere, keys accidentally locked in the car when you had gotten out to check, and trapped in a very sudden downpour.
Completely drained, you slowly sank down onto the wet ground, folding your knees up to your chest as you tried to blank it all out and not break down completely.
Thunder rumbled ominously overhead, as if to remind you that things could in fact get worse, and you grimaced, resigned to whatever fate had in store next. Distracted by the weather and your own misery, you didn’t even hear or see the stranger approach until you found a jacket being held above you, shielding you from the increasingly harsh rain.
Startled, you looked up to find the stranger smiling down at you awkwardly, their beauty surreal, and their strange eyes seeming almost inhuman with their shade and sharpness.
“Need some help?”
This is the most accurate description I’ve ever found, thought it was worth spreading ❀
your condom breaks
you feel a lump on your breast
your friends are ignoring you
you’re stranded on an island
you got rejected by a crush
you get into a car accident
you got stung by a bee/wasp
you got fired from your job
you’re in an earthquake
your tattoo gets infected
your house is on fire
you’re lost in the woods
you get arrested abroad
you get robbed
your partner cheated on you
you’re on a ship that’s sinking
you fall into ice
you’re stuck in an elevator
you hit a deer with your car
you have food poisoning
your pet passed away
you fall off of a horse
you or your friend has alcohol poisoning
you have toxic shock syndrome
your house has a gas leak
A long time ago an anon asked my thoughts about drawing backgrounds, so I finally got around to putting this together. It’s more prop-centric, but it still represents my philosophy to backgrounds.
I’ll try to do something more about drawing actual background spaces in the future! Please let me know what you think, if anything is unclear, or if you have suggestions for other tutorials you might find helpful!
CVS also does this!
Hello and welcome to my main blog, which is mostly my odd, or what I deem funny experiences. I have a writing blog where I post things for no real reason(includes prompts)
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