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Hello, I am back from the dead, formerly maxgraybooks. I am here to make a fresh start and find a writing community to dedicate myself to!
Some quick facts about me:
DID system (98 alters as of April 25th 2024)
22 years old (born in 2001)
Queer
Contemporary lover, but many others as well
Flash fiction, poems, novels, novelettes, novellas, essays, ANYTHING!!!!!
Coffee lover
420 friendly, block me if it makes you uncomfortable please
Some quick facts about my projects:
On Soulmates and Survival
collection of poems and flash pieces about us as a system, signed off by the alter who wrote it. currently being edited by @dibleopard-writes before I'll need beta readers!
favorite poem is 2 of them, girlhood by sunny and boyhood by waylon
favorite flash piece is coffee by beetle
Pro healing
Superkids (title to change)
Used to be a sanders sides fanfiction (if you like sanders sides go here @8-bit-fanfic )
about benji (who we have an alter who named themselves after, long story) who discovers he has the power of manipulating and weaponizing darkness, in which his abusive father forces him to use it to rob houses
benji has a downward then redemption arc
trilogy
I'm looking for friends and communities to join and people to tag in stuff! Please interact!
Our main is @8bitgarden-sys
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Reading a book to Capricorn
(Except I somehow manage to talk about DDLC again???)
“You can't read?”
Capricorn shakes his head 'no'.
I honestly have no idea why I'm surprised, back in the Inkworld he probably had no use for books.
“It'll take a while to teach you, but until then, I'd love to read to you!”
His expression softens a bit.
“You would?”
Capricorn apprehensively lays down at my side, and rests his head on my chest. An unusually sweet gesture from him, but I don't question it. The book I chose to read to him is called “Portrait of Markov”. It has a red leather cover, with an ominous looking eye symbol on the front. I chose it specifically because I thought he'd enjoy this kind of story.
“It's called ‘Portrait of Markov’, it's about this girl in high school who moves in with her long-lost sister, but as soon as she does so, her life gets really strange. She gets targeted by these people who escaped from a human experiment prison, and while her life is in danger, she needs to desperately choose who to trust.”
Capricorn remains silent. The only sound in the room being his regulated breathing and the faint, almost inaudible crackle from the candle on the bedside table.
I open the book, and start reading the first chapter. It's titled “Open your third eye”.
“The third eye has opened, Libitina has awoken, is this what Markov warned us about all along?”
I continue to read, a quiet Capricorn listening intently with his head on my chest. As chapters pass, I can feel him gradually becoming drowsy, heavy eyelids that he struggles to keep open.
“And The Cult called the experiment Project Libitina, because they believed that the results of their failed guinea pigs would make perfect sacrifices for the goddess Libitina...”
I stop, and glance down at my chest, only to be met with a soundly sleeping Capricorn. Setting the book down, I pull the velvety covers over him, and blow out the flickering candle's flame.
I can't help but wonder what he could be dreaming of.
#inkheart#inkheart trilogy#inkheart capricorn#doki doki literature club#ddlc#somehow#i managed#project libitina#tumblr fanfic#i hope you like this#cause i do#i think its cute#5amwritersclub
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Imagine the possibilities.
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It hurts until it doesn’t
That swollen piece of skin
where a hang nail used to be
It hurts
until it slowly shrinks down and disappears
Day after day
Until It looks like it did Before you nervously chewed it off
So wrapped up in a panic,
you didn’t even realize you were biting,
Leaving no sign
as to ever stinging to the touch
A deep pulsating murmur
Loudly in your ears
It hurts until it doesn’t
That heavy sinking feeling
in the pit of your stomach
pulling you to depths unknown
Listening to echos under water
Or the ache in your heart
Until one day you are in the shower shaving your legs and you are singing for the first time since
It lingers in ways you didn’t know existed
a raised scar or prickling in your numb fingers
It is in heavy eyelids
that cannot hold back tears
Strong enough to keep your eyes opening each morning
Yet too weak to block the gates
a loyal visitor, though it travels often
The in between cant last forever
You will remember their smile
Or the sun reflecting in their eyes
Miss their laughter or gentle cry
That painful longing will become of you
A distant friend
And it will hurt again
until it doesn’t
A repeating cycle
Till the very end
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On the nights I am not asleep, my soul is mysteriously, deeply and wholly awake.
Sabina Yesmin
#aesthetic#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#writeblr#writers on tumblr#my words#poem#my writing#quotes#positivity#midnight vibes#2am rambles#2am ramblings#2am thoughts#2am feelings#i thought of this at 3am#it's nearly 4am#5 am thoughts#5amwritersclub
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Bonsoir!
Today’s my birthday, and I’m having a beer. With my usual online hangout maybe, probably falling apart, it seems like a good time for my first Tumblr post.
I’m a Twitter refugee and writer. As usual, I have no idea what I’m doing. But I will probably post a lot about books. And I’m happy to be here.
#twitter#rip twitter#new tumblr#writer#writeblr#romance novels#literary fiction#creative nonfiction#amwriting#5amwritersclub#writers on tumblr
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Tried to write this ungodly hour, but I wrote myself into a corner after 20 words.
So I'm learning calculus instead.
What is wrong with me?
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I am working on my weird bubble gum pop meets heavy metal murder mystery.
#writing#writers on tumblr#story#mystery#cozy#queer writers#zebras#there are weirdly lots of animals in this actually#it's 5am#5amwritersclub
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Hello! Please comment below
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"A writer is a world trapped in a person."
- Victor Hugo
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12.23.22
its exactly 5am while typing this. I made my New moon ritual plan for the day. It involves a lot of cleaning because I need to clean up in most areas in my life. Im most excited for creating a vision board. Last time I did that shit was in treatment with everyone around me bitching about how non artistic they are. Im sorry but I hate people who have to remind everyone they suck when they draw or write or anything artistic. like just make your art and hate it in privacy like the rest of us.
#vision board#just make art#artists on tumblr#5amwritersclub#5amclub#lmao I just found#dick suckers#on the hashtag options hahahaaha
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sleepless nights with u
is it the comfort or is it the compatibility?
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Waiting around for things
I spent last week at the Sundance Screenwriters Lab, working with writer-directors on their next projects. I don’t want to single out any one script — I’m eager to see all of these movies made. These filmmakers are very talented.
But I often found myself pausing at page 45 asking “What’s happened so far?” and “What am I curious about?” And too often, the answer was not much.
Some of my red flags:
Are characters waiting around for something?
Do they take half-steps, then retreat?
Do major events (death, abortion, incest) happen off-screen, or before the movie begins?
Do people talk about food?
Could you swap a scene from page 10 and page 34 without changing much?
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