#Asian writers

[nashira]

"The Philippines is the 169th country with the highest suicide rate, with 2.2 suicides per 100,000 people."

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[youneedtostudyives]

we got a hot bi guy with mommy issues, y'all!

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[shai-manahan]

Chapter 1 has been updated!

This includes:

Meeting the Ripper’s family

Tons of updates to the lore on the stats page

The opportunity to choose how the Ripper has spent the past five months as a cover (as well as their appearance, sexual orientation, and motivations)

Meeting the new doctor (a large amount of content here compared to the previous version of Chapter 1)

A confrontation with an old enemy

A gentle peek into the Ripper’s past

56,775 words excluding codes!

Old saves might not properly work, so apologies for that!

DEMO | INTRO POST | KO-FI | DISCORD | FORUM

Stay tuned on my progress updates for the content I’ll eventually be including in my ko-fi, and do consider donating if you liked the game. Anyway, feedback and reblogs will be deeply appreciated! And do join the discord!

PREMISE OF THE GAME:

They call you Ripper.

It’s a horrendous name to give to a detective like you, and definitely not one you chose for yourself, but you suppose it’s to be expected given your reputation for putting powerful people behind bars. Businesses feared you. The other cops hated you. Local gangs despised your entire existence. Yet, despite all of that, you remained untouched.

Until that day, when all the lies and the deception and the foolish mistakes turned your life upside down.

But perhaps that’s not where it all began. Perhaps it rooted from the decades the city has suffered, through the failed revolutions and corruption that sucked the life out of it, turning it into an insurmountable void of hopelessness and grief. The deaths you can swear you have once seen but cannot remember.

Now, as you attempt to rectify what happened and fix your honor, you find yourself entangled in webs of conspiracies and betrayal with each step you make, and you will have to make wise decisions to discover the connections among the events disturbing Gaile City once more.

A grisly murder. Enigmatic hallucinations plaguing certain people. Recurring explosions. And the one thing that troubles even you and your overprotective brother--your strange, vivid nightmares (or are they?) and an ominous group that may be behind them.

Find the truth. Protect whomever you can. Survive. Remember.

But beware. In this forsaken city, the truth is everyone’s enemy. Just as it may be yours.

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[navybrat817]

I love your fics and I wanted to know are your au’s Asian or black

Hi, nonnie! I'm glad you like my nonsense. I answered a similar ask here. I'm not a POC blog, but I do my best to make my readers as blank of a canvas as possible. You'll also never see a "reader" in my moodboards.

@the-soot-sprite has an Asian writer masterlist here.

@starynighty has a Black writer masterlist here.

@flordeamatista has a Latino-Hispanic writer masterlist here.

Amazing writers and creators on these lists. I hope you enjoy! Love and thanks. ❤️

#navybrat answers #blog ask #poc writers #black writers #asian writers #latino-hispanic writers #sweet nonnie #sending love ❤️ #asks are always appreciated

[jaw-writes]

I Despise You Darling

I despise everything about you. Your endless void eyes, freakishly long legs, ever smug smile, deceptively soft touch, strangely floral scent. All of it. You attack each of my senses every time you come near me. To think that we were once best friends, I had more faith in you than anyone, whenever I needed advice or a shoulder to cry on, I went to you first. You meant the world to me; it makes me feel sick whenever I remember how the girl I loved was a lie 

You betrayed me, your best friend, in the name of a grotesque experiment where I’m the lab rat. There’s no doubt that you started the fire that continues to burn my life, but I can’t deny that I’ve enjoyed pouring the gasoline. At first, I did my best to avoid becoming obsessed with you, constantly holding myself back knowing it was wrong, but you made it impossible. Your mind is a carefully curated garden brimming with all sorts of life. As each day went by, I wanted to pick another flower from it, feel another blade of grass, and bask in its intrigue. 

I learned so much about you through observation, that I never could as your friend. Last year when I found out that you’d been stalking me, I had no idea why you’d do such a thing, now I understand. If watching me gave you a quarter of the feelings I get from watching you, then I’d almost forgive your actions. Gazing at your life through an analytical lens elicits feelings in me I didn’t know existed. It’s almost impossible to describe the manic rush of joy and power I get. 

Although, I think we enjoy it in different ways based on how we view each other. To you I’m your favorite seed in your garden, you want to watch me grow into your ideal tree. So, you take what you know about how I function, and combine it with your understanding of the world to make a compost for me. As brutal as the water you drown me in and the harsh sun you scorch me with is, it’s all part of your method to make me grow. I am a creation you live to see reach its full potential.  

To me, you’re the opposite, a malicious computer program that I enjoy watching destroy itself. You have never felt an ounce of empathy and have always needed to control any device you encounter. Once you find a target, you infect them with your virus, mining every piece of their data, and adding them to your collection of stolen lives. You successfully did it to me, but unlike the others, you kept going. Focusing on my activity far after you were done stealing from me, constantly coming back to see how I’d adapt to a new trojan horse you threw.  

Soon, I became the only user you engaged with, no other piece of tech mattered unless it was connected to me, and God, did seeing you like that feed my ego. A smile forces its way to my face at your meticulous plans growing in detail and intensity as you can’t focus on anything else. I, a random individual with nothing but a hint of illness to him, is who you put all your resources into. I’m unable to fear you anymore, while I gaze at you practically living for me. In your efforts to crumble and rebuild my life. You’ve made yourself incapable of having your own.  

Both of us have embraced the worst aspects of ourselves through the sick experiments we’ve been running on each other. You may be the greater evil between us, but I’m no longer afraid to admit that I’ve become a devil myself. I mean, I lured you into an abandoned warehouse, called upon one of my allies to help me fight you, and then shot you ceaselessly, making sure it was in areas that would maim, but not kill you. Now why would I do that? To make you paralyzed, of course. I was incredibly particular about where I aimed.  

You’ll be unable to move your limbs for at least four months, which invigorates me. I’ve been watching you and your caretaker. It’s great seeing both your arms and legs in casts. You had already been losing your strength to your fixation on me, but now you’ll be incapable of running away. If you find yourself fearing me right now, know that whatever happens next is your fault. I’m not the Anti-Christ, so I’ll simply enjoy observing your lack of mobility, with no further harm, but prepare yourself because the moment you can walk, I’ll be waiting.  

Unless I’m lying like you always lied to me, and I’ll strike once one of your limbs heal. Maybe I’ll be tracking you even more and will be able to tell if you’re pretending that you haven’t healed so I don’t hurt you sooner. Maybe I won’t even wait for when your body starts recovering, and you’ll wake up to me standing over your bed with my hands on your neck. I know how much you like analyzing and picking out patterns with me, so I’ll make sure you never know what to expect. I could be bluffing, and this is all to scare you off, so I’ll be done with you, you’ll never know. 

Are you starting to regret choosing me for this? Does the thought that you’ve grown a deadly poison plant out of your control kill you? Or are you loving this as much as I am, and you want to rub yourself all over me to get a blistering rash? I think it’s a mix of both for you, but who am I to say, it’s not like I’ve been watching your every move, right? No matter what you feel, just remember, I despise you, darling. 

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[btranwrites]

writeblr (re-)intro

updated 2024-02-02

Hello there! I write gay Lovecraftian speculative fiction. This URL @btranwrites used to be my main, but is now a sideblog where I post my original writing and writeblr things; my main is now @btranmuses. Most original longer posts on this blog are reposted from my website btranwrites.com.

Basics:

My name is BT. I'm 29, Vietnamese, he/him, cis and gay.

Interests include: writing and reading gay fiction of the genres: SFF, Lovecraftian horror, urban fantasy, romance; and TTRPGs.

Based in Melbourne, Australia. Are you around? Let's meet up! I need more IRL writer/hellsite friends :')

No TERFs, muskrats, and conservatives in general. You will be blocked on sight.

I'm open to asks, tag games, mentions, DMs etc.!

Writing Projects:

Impossible Wreck: #impossible wreck | main post | main page (btranwrites.com) Gay Lovecraftian urban fantasy, novel WIP, set in fictional modern southeast Australia, featuring technomancy, animism, cyberspace, systemic oppression and infighting, worldwide conspiracies in the thrall of elites, existential dread, cosmic horrors, and the defiant hope of gay supernatural idiots in love.

Han Vu: #han vu | main post | main page (btranwrites.com) Gay Lovecraftian urban fantasy/horror, completed shorts. A collection of 6 short stories I wrote based on a City of Mist TTRPG game I played, featuring a Sewer Doctor with the powers of Mud and Offal.

Liam An: #liam an | main post | main page (btranwrites.com) Gay urban fantasy, shorts in progress. Short stories I'm writing based on another City of Mist TTRPG game I'm playing, featuring an executive who's also secretly a superhero, with psychic powers, overwhelming sex appeal, and too horny for his own good.

Navigation under the cut:

My main is where I reblog things and help with the content circulation of hellsite, so whatever. Here I'm hoping for things to be a bit more structured with tags.

This entire blog, focused on writing, will be tagged with #writeblr

#original writing, #my writing: short stories I wrote whose content I will post in full both in the post and on my website.

Posts will also be tagged with its genres: #short story, #gay fiction, #ttrpg fiction, #lovecraftian, #urban fantasy, #queer sff, #queer horror; or if it's TTRPG based, tagged with the game: #city of mist

Posts will also be tagged with their main project: #han vu, #liam an, #impossible wreck

#writing progress: for things related to writing but not the actual writing itself. Like planning, thoughts, progress notes, retrospectives etc.

#other writers: writing and writeblr things by other writers.

#tag games and #asks: writeblr activities

#writing advice, #writing reference, #tropes: reference and advice posts

#ideas, #story ideas, #character ideas, #creature ideas, #setting ideas: various ideas for new projects

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[poetryorchard]

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[asianmenunited]

George Young on the set of “Malignant” (2021)

#george young #hbo #malignant #malaysian men #asian actors #asian writers

[adventurerswritingguild]

Please give a warm welcome to the Adventurer’s Writing Guild, a writing community exclusively open in April & August! Public invites close in 2 weeks 🔮

🦋🔗Join us here! 🔗🦋

In 2020, @nashxra and @shylovrs started a writing Discord server called “let’s #Escapril” in dedication to the April challenge by Savannah Brown. We’ve grown a loving, warm community in the years since…but there’s a fork in every road, adventurers. We’ve decided to rebrand to the AWG to welcome every writer from every creed ⚔🛡

Check out our About page for more info, but here's a quick breakdown of what we provide:

An Inclusive Discord Server: Discuss your writing ventures & share your work 

Prompts & Challenges: Curated to inspire your writing adventures

Community-curated Playlists: Sate your daydreaming needs

Exclusive Workshops: Held in collaboration with @poetryorchard

Collaborative Annual Anthologies: Free & featuring work from members of the guild

Dedicated Co-writing Sessions: Work on projects with fellow adventurers

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[grouchydairy]

Doing nothing can sometimes be the most effective form of action.

#Kevin Kwan (Crazy Rich Asians)

#Kevin Kwan #Crazy Rich Asians #Asian Writers #Fiction #Books

[hannahcao]

#hannah cao #writing #female poets #my poetry #viet diaspora #asian writers #asian poetry #asian poem #asian writer #writers community #poetry #author

[damned-desire]

I want to make writer friends, but I unfortunately don’t know how. If there’s anyone willing to help me (especially on how to post or do things on this app like formatting and other technical things like that) please send me a message or something, if I’m going to be completely honest, I’m not used to this yet, so any kind of help would be appreciated.

Thank you so much!

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[youneedtostudyives]

#before the coffee gets cold #toshikazu kawaguchi #books #literature #lit #bookblr #asian authors #asian writers #studyblr #academia

[hanafarook]

Wildflower Dreams

(Inspired by Wildflower - RM) Pt1

Too many people have versions

Of me in their head 

That I cannot be 

When I struggle to be 

The version of me

I want to be the most 

Hoping that the stranger I've become

Will reconcile with me from

All phases of life, 

Maybe that is also another dream

In the garden that holds

All of these blooming dreams 

That I once planted in the spring 

Of my youth 

Is now dying slowly along with me

Becoming a winter graveyard 

Devoured by time 

Piece by piece 

#hanafarook #poetry #wildflower #wild flower rm #spilled emotions #poetic #namjoon #spilled poetry #spilled thoughts #spilled words #musings #writers on tumblr #asian writers #kpop

[ramyeongif]

Food was how my mother expressed her love. No matter how critical or cruel she could seem-constantly pushing me to meet her intractable expectations-I could always feel her affection radiating from the lunches she packed and the meals she prepared for me just the way I liked them.

#Michelle Zauner (Crying in H Mart)

#Michelle Zauner #Crying in H Mart #Memoirs #Asian Mothers #Asian Writers #lucy dot txt

[eggwhiteswithspinach]

I remember these things clearly because that was how my mother loved you, not through white lies and constant verbal affirmation, but in subtle observations of what brought you joy, pocketed away to make you feel comforted and cared for without even realizing it.

#Michelle Zauner (Crying in HMart)

#Michelle Zauner #Crying in HMart #Memoirs #Love #Asian Writers