Introduction

Introduction

I’ve been so worried about what to say in my intro that I still haven’t done it after nearly three months so I’m just going to smush my perfectionism down and finally say something! 

My name is Anna and I’m 25. I’m a Leo and a Slytherin and my passions (aside from writing) are fashion, cooking, and the Real Housewives (I mean can you blame me tho). I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember but with a few breaks and am just now getting back into it after a hiatus. I have a few WIPs whose working titles are just keywords to help me remember which is which (am I killing this writing thing or what). Here’s a list:  - Dust: post-apocolyptic-esque story of a girl who runs away from home to move across the country and ends up tangled up in some drama and turf wars in the desert - Magic: modern-day urban fantasy about a girl who inadvertently falls in with a witch and a warlock and realizes she’s less normal than she thought - Blue: a disease is ravaging a country and a group of friends set up a haven for victims - and one victim in particular throws them all for a loop - Lost: medieval-esque fantasy about a kingdom whose princess disappears and the girl they take to be her secret replacement - Cream: the age-old story of a girl who works her way up to high society - and then falls hard

I know these are so vague and definitely not at all the type of blurbs to make you want to pick up a book and read it, but there’s a lot more to them - and I'm going to share all of that with y’all soon! 

Oh man can you add me to the taglist please? I am IN LOVE with your style of writing!!!

“everything we’ve been through. everything we’ve done.” Bolte grits his teeth, lets the broken molar burn and ache. tries to focus on that steadying lance of pain but it’s nothing compared to the one in his HEART.

he sways where he stands, staggers, takes a lurching step forward. 

the White Knight tilts his head to the side, watching with beady green eye lights.

“you will not be the end of us.” Bolte snarls, just like he has since he first caught sight of Captain doing the same. behind him, Red is trying to get back to his feet but - five HP and it’s already cut in half five HP and still ready to throw himself into the fight - it won’t come to that.

thin, stringy slips of red magic wrap around Bolte’s fingers, then twist tighter. they dig into the skin, the old cuts, burning hot and heavy, and a bone sword settles in the cusp of his palm.

everything they’ve been through, the sacrifice, the sins, the pain

everything that Bolte has fought for, has done, the Level and the EXP, the scars

everything life’s thrown at them, the Wastes, the Capitol Wars, the Queen herself

this

will

not 

be

their

end.

Bolte won’t let it.

magic should fundamentally come with some insane drawbacks but also it should be. and this is crucial. sick as fuck. 

really i think one of my favorite character dynamics is “i don’t actually like you but we’ve been through so much together that i’d trust you with my life and know that we will always back each others calls. but i still wouldn’t trust you with my car keys.” like “we aren’t really friends but we’ve been thrust into an intense situation where you are the only other person i know so now we’re besties.” and “if it weren’t for our years of history i would have literally nothing to talk to you about at this work dinner.” Enemies to lovers has NOTHING on general disinterest to begrudging acknowledgment to discovering that this person is now an inextricable part of your life

As much as I love ‘I would kill for you’, it kinda really loses its impact if the person saying it is a villain who already kills at the slightest provocation

’I would refrain from killing for you, I would spare them all if you asked me’ is a very sexy alternative, and a much more powerful declaration of love coming from a character prone to violence

Moodboard for Lost