

#interview with the vampire#iwtv#amc tvl#jacob anderson#sam reid

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Curse you capitalism!
Why am I at work....?!? I just want to write these fics out. So many ideas, but I can't do anything with them until I'm off work.
was randomly set upon by the thought that if you go on a date you should get a bottled drink so you can open it with your teeth impressively but you can't open it with your teeth impressively so to show Dedication you end up pulling a tooth out via bottle cap and hand it to your date and if their the One they'll be like "disgusting" and pop it in their mouth and that's how you get to first base
“I don’t understand,” I said as I looked up at the winged creature. “I’m dead, right? Aren’t I supposed to feel some sort of peace and see my whole life played before me?”
The ‘angel’— if you could call it that— shook its head. Although, it was built like that of a human mans, it had a strong jaw and plump lips but where it’s eyes should’ve been, it instead was replaced with two sets of wings that were covered in several sets of eyes.
“So you’re telling me that I’m not dead. I didn’t die in that crash, and I’m alive?” Could I feel confused in heaven? This wasn’t in the syllabus.
The angel nodded and its eyes blinked.
Well fuck, and gross.
“Well that makes more sense. I was wondering why I felt so pissed and ready to destroy something. Well shit, send me back I guess.”
You are not dead but you are also not living. Heed what you say in this realm, words are binding and if spoken with truth, you may never see the afterlife you seek. You are in the center.
“The center?” I asked. This definitely wasn’t in the syllabus.
The center. A place where it is not the beginning nor the end. A place where you can go to back to the beginning or travel to the end. The center is what you mortals have named as limbo.
“Oh.”
Do you wish to go back to the beginning or finish and go to the end? Choose one, but know that once spoken, that will be your destiny and you can not choose a different path. God gives all humans a second chance but know that if you go back to the beginning, you will not remember this point of your journey.
Glancing down at my attire I studied the bloody sweater I had been wearing when I had my wreck. I had paired it with some denim jeans, also now covered in blood and some sneakers that used to be white but now were also stain with blood; my blood. Who knew the afterlife was so... filthy. I’m not sure why I thought I’d be dressed in some Grecian toga and be surrounded by little flying baby cherubs.
“Umm, if I go back can I keep my sneakers? I just bought them and I’m kinda on a budget.”
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Sometimes I just feel like hanging upside down from the fan like Spiderman and have the fan turn ever so slowly with me.
Artist’s Block is my favorite snack
I wanted to do some drawing but my brain has ceased to function and refuses to produce even a single ion of creativity. So that’s pretty nifty.
Brain: Man, plotting this book really sucks.
Me: We should read up on plotting and really hash this out. It's going to be great!
Brain: Fanfiction.
Me: What?
Brain: We're going to write fanfiction and it's going to be some of your best writing. Buckle up. Buttercup.
Me:???