so y'all know that "met my dad in 1985" trend. well, 1985 was the year a lot of my favourite albums were realised. my dad was 18 in 1985. my mum was 21. those are the two best ages, you're finally going out of the house, going to parties. i would have loved to be both my parents in the 80s, like, just imagine it... and my parents had pretty cool childhoods and when they were becoming adults their lives were just really cool and it makes me sad that i'm never going to experience life like it was then...
you were, foolishly, fatally, more special to me than i ever was to you.
IT WORKS AHHHHH
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this user is claustrophobic
Everyone in the tavern was silent. Otis looked up from his hand, the cards carefully and neatly formed into a fan row. He stared at Katharnie who was still moving her cards about, Otis took that as a sign she was nervous. The dealer asked them to present their hands for the final time to reveal who was the winner of a fine Appaloosa mare and 300k Feathers. The people out of the running were angry their money was still in the game to be won, but Feathers didn’t mean much in currency out of town. The punters held their breath as Otis showed his hand, spreading it out on the bar top. “Three Dark Cicadas and a Violet Rooter Fungus,” The dealer announced, some of the punters cheered, it was a good hand, worth seven in total. Otis continued to look at Katharnie who checked her hand once more, observing quietly her points against her opponents. With a flick of her wrist she snapped the cards down onto the wooden top and the dealer moved them into a row so he could see them better, on seeing the cards she had he gave her a small look. “Two Horn Trumpets and two Forest Barberries,” the dealer said, raising his voice so everyone in the tavern could hear. Otis stood up and slammed his hand down, making a few Feather chips jump off the top. His top lip curled up “She cheated, she cheated. I fucking won, do you understand me. How could someone like her get Barberry cards, she slipped them in. No one beats me, you should know that.” Katharnie ignored his anger and bent to pick the coins up, she smiled, and her ears twitched. In her mind she saw Otis as being jealous, she’s a younger generation so she has the new luck. Now she has to take on the task of pursuing The Succubi of The Beast, and its something her father trained her to do. She knew she was up for the job.
you know the drill, character and number
"I see,"
"is that yours?"
"what's in there?"
"Are we going somewhere?"
"I've never seen it,"
"is it really that big?"
"are you smiling?"
"that's not what was meant to happen,"
"When did you even get that?"
"But we weren't invited?"
"how?"
"stars are really bright? is that true?"
"I've never left the room, are you really going to take me?"
" what's that noise?"
"do you know my father?"
"you're always so angry,"
"you mean that?"
"five times?"
"a castle!?"
"why am I even being taken?"
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honestly if anyone uses my prompts i would adore seeing how they turn out!! these are the prompts i've written! angst romance romance
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can confirm i agree, higher power must be informed we want this change
i think there should be two nighttimes. one for sleeping and a second one for being awake but at night. and then only one daytime because daytime doesn’t matter as much except for the birds
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