Writing Advice: What Makes You Write?
Writing advice: what makes you write? or, alternatively titled: why do you want to write?
I Only Ever Leave This Bed to Make It
I only ever leave this bed to make it thank you for coming. hurry inside. too cold and raining out. how are you? i'm good. bathroom's behind you. i'll just uncover the bed.
Boredom makes you write weird things
Of course the enemy might have countermeasures to this so it only makes sense to also have 4 sniper rifles integrated into the suit to dispatch enemy targets should they shot down the surface-to-surface missiles.
Could Make a Good Faux-Classical Tragedy
It was all very poetic, and, i daresay, would make a decent faux-classical tragedy.
This Doesn't Make Sense at All! (TF/TGs)
Thank you all for tuning into this doesn't make sense at all! we'll see you next time!"
An Invincible Summer Ch. 10 - Dance Me To The End Of Love Pt. 3
Sarah chortled quietly at her rampant use of spanish, courtesy of her father "if you want to make amends, say so. i ain't fucking psychic." "i do.
A New Dawn - Chapter 18 (The Clothes Make the Dragon)
They were obviously worried about what i would make them do, after all they had sworn to fulfil the terms of the bet.
A New Dawn - Chapter 17 (The Clothes Make the Dragon)
They wouldn't make eye contact with each other or look in the others direction. "we were thinking about going gliding. want to come with?" laguna asked. "uh... i'm not very good... but i guess practise makes perfect right?" "yeah!"
A Love Like Ours- Ch.1: Make a Wish
"ok", i said, walking back into the hanger, trying not to make eye contact with sora. i walked to the giant plexi-glass window in the very back of the hanger.
Chapter VIII: Make It Real, Or Else Forget About It
* * * **kaeden's commitment** _by draugr_ chapter viii: make it real, or else forget about it * * * [!
Making new fur-sona, might need help...
I dont rlly know what to come up with... so i'm reaching out to the rest of the furrie out there and asking for ideas... so please... i beg u all for ideas...
A Conquerer's Fight For Freedom part 2: A Decision in the Making
"Your land will be mine, Amerius!" I eyed the bull as he yelled my name and his claim. I suddenly heard a snort by my side and turned to see my older brother standing there looking at me with a bored expression on his face. "So brother, what shall we...