“I’ve never felt so safe with someone the way I do with Sam. When I’m in his arms, I feel like there’s nothing in this world that can hurt me.
Because he would never let anything in this world hurt me.
Because this is exactly where I’m supposed to be.
Because when I’m in his arms, I feel like I’m home.”
Main characters meeting up be like:
seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors
me when in the planning stages of writing: *overflow of ideas, high school au, canon divergence, character studies, unrequited love, one bed, ALL IN ONE*
vs
me when opening googles docs to write:
does anyone else struggle with making their characters imperfect? or making them have imperfect moments? i find myself scared to do that sometimes. i blame cancel culture😭
the ones that truly do have hearts of gold, anyway. there are a few of my characters that do deserve a couple lashings.
maybe i’m the problem? i tend to care too much what people think sometimes.
the concept of one of my characters being this super smart intuitive guy who can read a room/person with the snap of a finger, but couldn’t figure out the love of his life was keeping a scandalous secret from him is soooo😭
nobody talks about the physical pain of writing a really good emotional scene. it’s like ripping your own heart out for fun.
evermore is such an insane album when you really think about it. like. love isn't forever. friendship isn't forever. trust isn't forever. family isn't forever. even a marriage isn't forever. but then she ends on evermore (song) and it's like: you know what else isn't forever? pain. suffering. heartache. she just flips the script of the entire album on the LAST SONG and cements the complexity of its core message in 5 minutes. and i'm supposed to be normal about that
“That’s the thing with Sam, I don’t need words. I never need words from him because his actions speak loud enough. They do all the talking for him, they always have.”
that moment when everything just clicks in your writing or in a scene you’re putting together or an unexpected last minute idea pops into your mind that ends up fitting perfectly with what you wrote >>>>
the excitement that consumes my body is out of this world
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