Greetings! The name is Time Lizzy, or Time as my friends call me. They/Them pronouns. I love to try new things, draw, sing, dance, garden, and I do some witchcraft in my free time. I'm a Hetalia role playing partner if you guys are interested.
anyone who says they would rather be an avenger than a guardian is a fool. the guardians go on constant outer space adventures with a talking tree set to 70’s dad music. plus they all love and would literally die for each other. what do the avengers do? assemble for five minutes then get into a walmart parking lot fight and never see each other again. fuck you.
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what do you mean thor’s ghost? that’s a bold statement.
The huntsman couldn’t kill Snow White, he tried time and time again but her wounds would just heal up and disappear. Now a freaked out huntsman has to go back and explain to the Evil Queen that yes, he did try to kill Snow White. But he didn’t exactly bring the right tools to kill a vampire!
Okay, I have had it. This is going to be a call-out to everyone. Seriously, this has gone too far so you leave me no choice. And don’t give me this “oh, I thought this post was real until I saw that OP is @writing-prompt-s” bs. This isn’t a prompt, bitches. So here goes: I need you to know that you are valid, powerful beyond measure, and worthy of love. Never forget this.
In trying to study for a Latin test, you come across some unknown Latin words. In saying them, you accidentally summon Satan. He helps you with your Latin.
The person who posts these prompts is actually teleporting through alternate universes for ideas. One day, he finds an alternate universe that is threatening the very existence of ours. The only way he can warn people is through a slightly meta writing prompt.
Zombies go through a 2-year cycle of sentient and non-sentient. As the mark of two years of zombie apocalypse is close, the world is in for a surprise.
In the future every law is punishable by death, even the smallest ones. You know after the criminals are killed their bodies are used as mindless human puppets to fight in wars, as once they are dead they can no longer die. You commit a crime but when they kill you, you realise that your mind is still conscious.
The dead can see through the eyes of any photo of them. Having recently passed, you’re shifting between your photos when you come across one that appears to be in some kind of shrine. There’s a person kneeling before it, you don’t recognise them.
Think Things 