Abominable snowman
23. Bisexual. In love with Sterek, Destiel, Hobrien, Hobrosey, Wincest, Johnlock, Merthur, Merwaine, etc.
“Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader.”
Last line of the book : “Please, don’t close the book, I don’t want to die”
oh my god
I’d just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall.
I’m almost afraid to want it.
John Green, we’re waiting.
“So I guess this is it, isn’t it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago.”
I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. It wasn’t raining, but they were still floating up there, grey and dismal.
You begin to ask me something.
“Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out. Eventually… We’ll hit the back cover, right?”I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell.
“Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear.”
Thunder rumbled, but… It wasn’t like the thunder I’m used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench.
“… You’re crying, aren’t you? I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I wish I could change this. I wish I could reach where you are.”
Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice.
“Me? I’ll be fine, I think. I don’t know if this has ever happened before. I don’t really know what happens when you… close the book.”
You ask me if I’m afraid.
And oddly, I’m not.
“No, actually. Because… Whatever happens to me when you close the cover… You can always open the book up again, right?” and that’s when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. “That’s it, isn’t it? You can open it back up. The words won’t change, but I’ll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back.”
It’s raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time… I see you.
You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my entire life.
You’re crying, but it’s quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper.
I realize that we don’t have a lot of time.
“Listen- before it’s all over- I want you to know that everything, all of this… Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you.”
You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand.
There is a very long pause, and I realize you’re prolonging what has to happen.
“You can do it.”
For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you.
The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you’re saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying.
“I’ll never forget you,” you say. “I’ll come back soon.”
The end.
SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL
Plot Twist:
“I love you.” She whispered softly closing the book. Her fantasy must end and he must die with it no matter how great their love. Tears fell from her eyes, landing upon the hard worn cover of her most beloved book. The book in which lied the love of her life. The book that loved her back. She ached to open it again but she could not continue like this. She must move on and live a life not in her precious book. Sobs racked her body as she walked to the shelf, hesitantly sliding her beloved book into the shelf. It was only for a time, she told herself. That she would come back again and read the story of her love again and that she may fall in love again. Whipping her eyes she turned toward the door, but froze in her tracks. A man stood there, concern lining his every feature. She knew that face. It was exactly as she had pictured it, from every line of his jaw to the exact color of his eyes. This can’t be possible.
“Why are you crying?” Oh, his voice. That was his voice. It was as soothing as she had imagined. Her knees grew week and her mind went numb. She struggled for words as he approached her slowly, he knelt before her and touched her cheek, worry etched in his gentle movement. “What’s wrong? Has something happened?”
She could only choke out, “You’re real?”
I’M SCREAMING
FUCK IT GOT BETTER
Sheesh. The beautiful thing about this, too, is that every reader would picture their lover differently. There would be no images in the book. None at all. You, the reader, would be the one to craft the make of the entity in the book, be them male or female. Just like in real life, your lover would look different from everyone else’s, and, in a way, their personality would, too.
That’s it. I’m done. You’re all going to hell.
COME ON BY THE TIME I GROW UP AND BECOME A WRITER THIS IDEA WILL BE USED 34267032897 TIMES AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT
ASDFGLHKHKDFGWKHAETHLEHLKAELGBKWRAEKHWEVRK!!!!
How it starts:
“Oh so someone actually opened my book?” I said, getting up from seat on the couch. I’d been waiting for you. You had no idea how long I had been waiting, waiting for someone to open my book. Anyone to open my book and finally give me my shot and here you are. Finally I get to go on my adventure, finally I get to start my journey, finally I get to know what happens in my story.“My name is Eric, I’m the main character for this story.” I tell you, heading towards the door. The door that leads towards my story. The door only you can open. I have to admit I’m a little nervous. Neither of us know whats on the other side. I have brothers in stories that have turned out to be princes and heroes and I have sisters in stories that have turned out to be witches and saviors. All of their stories are amazing and I can only hope that mine will be as well.
But I also have siblings that aren’t the heroes. That are the bad guys. What if I am meant to be evil? Would you like me if I was?
And I’m nervous about you. What if you aren’t the kind of reader to finish a book? What if my story bores you and you stop half way through? I gulp and brush a strand of my black hair out of my face.
“Well? Do you wanna start this story or not?” I say, trying to sound confident and ready then I feel, believing I need to impress you. “It’s your move, reader. You have to turn the page to the start the story. So turn the page.” I say, muttering a please under my breath waiting for you to turn the page.
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did you just combine two of the greatest things?
this works fucking perfectly
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The cast of The Lord of the Rings, everybody.
I tried to scroll past this…I really tried.
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BLOOD MOON RISINGPeople in both Beacon Hills and Mystic Falls are falling ill with some virus. Even some of our beloved Supernatural’s are getting it. Our wolf pack must go to Mystic falls and team up with the Vampires and Hybrids to search for a cure for this virus.
The virus, which is a blood virus, has a different affect on each species.
- For humans, the virus causes them to fall into an almost Zombie like state. They can’t eat, drink, or barely move. It attacks the central nervous system and they die, and it’s excruciating.
- For the Vampires, they can’t feed. The more they try, the more the blood and other things just come back up. They are starved because of the virus, and it turns them savage. So savage that they’ve attacked innocent humans.
- For our wolves, it makes the change so excruciating that a few have ended their lives because of it. The change from wolf to human and vice versa is supposed to feel natural, amazing. But this virus makes it horrible.
But it’s uncertain how this virus attacks other species. This is not simple virus. This Virus can’t be traced back to some lab. It’s from something unknown. When Klaus calls Peter, who is an old friend, they come to the realization that they must work together to get this cure. Peter talks to Derek, and Derek drags the pack (and the pack humans) to Mystic Falls.
The two ‘clans’ must fight together if they want to live, but sometimes, tempers rise and well… You’ll find out in Blood Moon Rising.
SOMETHING WICKED IS COMING.→ Accepting male OC’s.
→An event is held every Saturday.
→ Over 35+ taken characters.
→ OOC chat for us to become all bestfriend, yes?
→ This RPG has been open since January 2013 and has over 20,000 views.
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it’s weird how this is actually really good advice
BBC—take note.
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the tumblr staff is so sassy that i dont know if this is fake or not
it’s real
Tumblr staff are mother fucking honey badgers. Tumblr staff don’t give a shit.
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