WeepingWisteria

foundational disease Today's Inspiration: Today's song was Dead Alive by The Shins. I rolled author's choice twice. So, I decided to write a free verse based on the title. my ...

Belladonna accepted it, suddenly overwhelmed by accepting so much food from a stranger. "Oh! Thanks then. I guess we should put the sandcastle on pause so we can eat. Neither ...

"M-Maybe an apple." Belladonna felt herself blushing again. Ugh, she probably looked ridiculous. But there was someone here who needed the food more than her. She knew that. 29 Words

"Belladonna." She scooted closer to Bo to accept the water. "But you can just call me Bella or Donna. I don't mind either. Or whatever you want, really." 28 Words ...

Everyone was taking the food. It should be okay. It's just like the Cajun squirrel incident. Unless everyone knew this man but her. Was that the case? I mean, that ...

Yep, seconding sound! Whoever you think would have the most good interactions with Sophie is the one who will call. And if she hates both of them, we can figure ...

And we have started intros! Here's an idea of what's expected of these upcoming posties: A little slice of life. Show us how your character is coping with not having ...

Irene rubbed her head as the client, Jessica Gretchen, bride-to-be and pain-in-the-ass-now looked over the list of wines. "I want something sweet, but not bubbly. And a nice red color ...

Hey, Wist here! In case anyone didn’t notice (and I don’t blame you if you didn’t), but I’m a DM for this too. Kate’s just much more on top of ...

untitled Today's Inspiration: Today’s song was Hearsay by Radical Face. I rolled refrain and author's choice. my heart is a breeding ground for fungi infest my ventricles and lungs only ...

With help from @KateHardy Brinley sat in the passenger seat of the spacecraft, chewing on a nail. "Have you ever watched Kate do one of these?" She knew Kate was ...

Belladonna practically screeched, throwing herself over the sheet of paints as the wave crashed. 14 Words

"Once it's a little wet I can mix in paints." Belladonna laid out a sheet and arranged all of her paint tubes, starting with black, gray, and white, and then ...

“For what?” Belladonna frowned. “Maybe the tower roofs?” 8 Words

[Beleń] would be crushed by a truck. How sweet. @KateHardy