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space-writes · 6 hours
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mentally im friends with a lot of u guys even if we dont talk or never have talked and probably will never talk directly. its ok. the warriors bond transcends words
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space-writes · 7 hours
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heads up seven up
tagged by @ahordeofwasps, thank you! i really like this recent gross bit from claws, with Vivien doing Another Murder, ft some mild body horror:
Martin’s eyes are wide and shining and inside them, Vivien is a thin, dark shape. His hands are drenched, he’s drenched—fuck, he didn’t think this through, he’ll never get it all contained, and it—Arachnis—is manifesting, writhing out of the wound into a tarantula of false-widows, squatting over Martin’s face. The room is crawling with spiders. The windows are coated in thick black webs, strands as thick as his forearm stretching from the wall to his neck. Into his neck. When he swallows, he tastes ichor. “You know what I want,” he says.
claws taglist: @belovedviolence @foxboyclit (ask to be +/-)
no-pressure tagging @ceph-the-ghost-writer @halfbit and @at-thezenith
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space-writes · 8 hours
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sometimes I wish I had ed sheeran’s phone number just so I could call him up and say SIMILES ARE GENERALLY ONLY WORTHWHILE IF THEY ADD SOMETHING TO AN IDEA. RECOGNISING THAT 2 THINGS CAN HAVE A COMMONALITY IN A VERY VAGUE WAY DOES NOT MEAN IT’S USEFUL TO REFERENCE IT. SEE: FACES CRUMBLING LIKE PASTRIES. IS SHE A BAKER? DOES SHE ENJOY A GOOD CROISSANT? IS THIS REFERENCED ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE PIECE? IF YOU ANSWER ‘NO’ TO ONE OR ALL OF THE ABOVE, DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT $200 OR A BRIT AWARD.
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space-writes · 8 hours
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So. Ok. I might have gave in and made a writing sideblog because now I'm obsessed with Touchstarved and want to write for it and have a dedicated place where I can just lose my mind about it.
If interested, it's @hagscribes !
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space-writes · 8 hours
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space-writes · 9 hours
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last line tag
tagged by @talesfromaurea, thank you! here’s the last line from a part of Chapter Nine i’m redrafting in A Question of Trust.
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[ID - a purple divider]
Alone now, in a way he hadn’t been since Rizeth had burned those lines into his skin, Ashenivir stepped into the Haven, and closed the world out behind him.
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[ID - a purple divider]
no-pressure tagging @cherrybombfangirlwrites @at-thezenith @dyrewrites and @serenanymph
Obedience taglist: @foxboyclit @belovedviolence (ask to be +/-)
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space-writes · 10 hours
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It's funny how a silly fictional character can come into your life and then take over your entire brain chemistry
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space-writes · 10 hours
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Hello writing friend! I'm glad you are reading this. Your writing is amazing and I hope you keep going. The world needs your words: an obvious fact.
A lesser known fact: you need your words too. Don't stop <3
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space-writes · 11 hours
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find the word
tagged by @memento-morri-writes, thank you! my words are bold, bright, beautiful, and blaze!
i’m going into my claws draft for this because it might be marinating but it is still rotting my entire brain. partially under a cut for nsfw elements (implied body-cavity fisting and non-explicit masturbation.)
no-pressure tagging @ceph-the-ghost-writer @artdecosupernova-writing @halfbit and @jmhwritesstuff with the words faint, expanse, beyond, and black.
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bold
The meeting drones on for the better part of the next hour, with bold, lovely Imogen McIntyre promising to fight violations of student privacy with every breath in her body. Rainier catches her afterwards; she flushes at his hand on her arm, and he remembers why he picked her for the position. Good for Riess’ progressive reputation, and exceptionally good for his eyes.
bright
Oh, it’s like the sun’s returned to the sky. That voice rolling over him, a waterfall of familiar warmth. Spring reflects in Rainier’s wardrobe—shirtsleeves rolled up, bright glittering rings on six of eight fingers plus a thumb ring that looks like it might be clawed. Vivien crooks a nail under his chin. It’d feel good there, that hook of metal.
beautiful
It sounds better than sex. Feels better than sex. Vivien tugs at his skin, wanting to pull it back more, spill himself into the bed, into Rainier, let loose all that which squirms inside him. These walls he can make thin, these walls he can tear down. This is everything he’s ever wanted, Rainier inside him, really inside him, knowing him, taking him, seeing him for all he is and not just staying but pressing deeper. It’s incredible. It’s beautiful. It’s divine.
And then it starts to hurt.
blaze burn
He sets the mug down. His lips burn. Trying to remember how to breathe, he slowly lowers himself into Rainier’s chair—a real chair, leather, not some unbalanced thing on wheels to hold an office bitch. Vivien sinks into it and leans his head back against the place where Rainier’s head has rested. He grips the arms where Rainier’s hands have sat.
“Can I?” he asks the silence. The silence doesn’t say no.
There’s a weight between his legs, heavy and damp. It’s all the wrong shape, so he closes his eyes and follows desire to a place where it’s right. To a place where Rainier unfastens his belt, unbuttons his jeans, slides a hand into his boxers and feels how devoted he is.
The air tightens around him. He’s inhaling Rainier’s exhales from the day, surrounded by them, drowning in them. Vivien widens his legs, working his fingers deeper. Rainier’s fingers are thicker, longer, prettier—how deep could they get? Deep enough to change him, find some place inside that’s really him, not this wretched shell?
“Having fun?”
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claws taglist: @belovedviolence @foxboyclit @coven-archives @mjjune @revenantlore @sarandipitywrites @noblebs @k--havok @asterhaze @verba-writing (ask to be +/-)
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space-writes · 11 hours
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favourite thing in the world is when the pages of a book go all soft and yellowy and the edges are slightly fuzzy and rounded. these books couldn’t give you a papercut if you tried they’ve been loved too much. they love you too much
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space-writes · 12 hours
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editing:
is this detail really necesary? (often no)
is this word really necessary? (usually no)
is this ellipsis really necessary? (maybe but probably not)
is this fucking EM DASH (one of four billion) really necessary? (no but try and take it from me and see what happens)
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space-writes · 13 hours
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Word find tag (rib, write, expect, spin, person)
@kaylinalexanderbooks tagged me to search my WIP for rib, write, expect, spin, and person. Thank you!
These are from Name From Nowhere. Rib involves a parent being violent towards a child, so please skip that one if you think it might upset you 💗
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RIB
My father telling me to count out loud so he knows I understand. A fist between my shoulder blades and ONE hissed through angry teeth. A fist against my ribs and TWO gasped from empty lungs. A fist against my back and my face slams into the edge of the table and THREE screamed by bleeding lips.
WRITE
Air sticks like dust in my throat. “Feels about right. Back up though. Why bother with the final cleanse if they wipe away the details as they go along? Why do it again? And why overwrite it?”
EXPECT
She shakes my hand and the chip transfers. We have the conversation that was arranged in advance in case anyone’s listening. I expect someone somewhere is listening. I assume she expects that too.
SPIN
Interesting. Very interesting. I start with the one with blue hair and a face full of scars, slouching in his seat, spinning a butterfly knife. “You look like a good time.”
PERSON
Something nudges at the edge of my consciousness, something about how you either become the person who fucked you up or the person who could’ve saved you if they’d got there in time. I guess I know which one she is.
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Tagging @ashfordlabs, @amaiguri, @autumnalwalker and @aziz-reads if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to join in.
The words to search your WIP for are always, never, sometimes, and often.
Reblogs, replies etc on my tag posts are always welcome, but if you're doing this tag yourself, please make your own post instead of using mine to start a reblog chain.
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space-writes · 13 hours
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Last line tag
Shoutout to @winterandwords for the tag
Got some new writing done. So here is something from Dreamspinnings
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Those cast out into the Great Night are not entirely lost. Those seeking atonement must endure the Long Road before Al-Gia forgives them.
The first stretch is considered the hardest, as the penitent must live as one they consider their greatest enemy (a fox must spend a lifetime as a bird, and vice versa). After that, they then live as other beings, both plants and animals. The last part of the journey is to spend a lifetime as one of their own kind. Those who do not learn from their mistakes must take the Road again. But those who have truly repented are allowed to pass into the Beyond.
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NP tag @splashinkling @sentfromwolves @poethill @fourwingedwriter @mk-writes-stuff @oh-no-another-idea @smudged-red-ink @jay-avian @bml1997 @little-peril-stories @whatwewrotepodcast and open tag if you are interested.
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space-writes · 14 hours
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Oscillating wildly today between extreme angst, and content like this.
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✨ WIP intro
🔖 tag list: @winterandwords // @revenantlore // @space-writes // @indecentpause // comment to be added or removed!
📝 all posts from WIP: gay crime bdsm story
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space-writes · 15 hours
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Daily Sip 4/23
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You can reblog this post.
You can make your own post.
You reblog someone else's snip!
Just tag it sipofsnips so everyone can find each other. ^.-
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space-writes · 15 hours
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tag list: @winterandwords // @revenantlore // @space-writes // @indecentpause // comment to be added or removed!
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For anyone new to the game, Octavius is a mobster and Milo's ratting on him to Scotland Yard in exchange for good medical care for his sister, and it should be fine, because even if he might be developing feelings for Octavius, Octavius would never fall for him back. Right? 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 ???
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space-writes · 1 day
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love is stored in the fictional couple i’ve gotten overly invested in
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