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thearchmanofgreenfield · 6 months

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Me when I hit that Creative high at 1.00 am in the morning and come up with the greatest story ever conceived...

And then... by the time I wake up... I've FORGOTTEN ALL OF IT.

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x3nshit · 9 months

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idk either pls help :,)

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chaosmindthoughts · 18 days

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#literature #dark acamedia #light academia #feelings #spilled venting #childhood #venting poetry #tumblr writing society #fragments #confessions #whispers #chaos #writing #thoughts #venting #quotes #poetry #red wine #lana del rey

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her-penetrating-soul · 8 months

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🤍 ‿Subdued deeply within my oceanic soul. Theor in the profoundness of my crevices. I lock myself away when the storm clouds gather. Deep into my thoughts as I lay here wondering at times why are people the way they are. Do they fear being accepted for the "Color Shade" of their skintone. Our skin tones don't make us who we are. It's our souls that make us beautiful. It is the way we treat one another. It's the way we love another. It's how we help one another. We all should be proud of our heritage & our skintone. It shouldn't matter where we reside from or where we come from. Be proud of your skintone & your heritage. We're all created beautiful in our own way. Always remember their will be someone waiting to love all of you regardless of your skin tone. And be proud to have you. And love all of you. Love your color. Be proud of your color. Be comfortable in your own skin. Love yourself and remember you are BEAUTIFUL!!⁀🤍

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#her penetrating soul #brunette beauty #dark brown eyes #long black hair #laying down #black bikini #deep thoughts #deep emotions #subdued souls #thinking about you #tumblr writing society #soulful #soulful beauty #soulful love #soulful expressions #soulful sentiments #soulful moments

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romantic-serendipity · 5 months

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pomegranates are a sapphic fruit.

today i wandered upon a single fruit, a garnet in the sunset reflected across the snow. i broke the fruit open and gently pulled each seed from the flesh of the fruit.

but most lovely of all, the juice stained my fingertips, my wrists, my nose. i painted a flower garden from the juices flowing across the countertop - violet roses blooming and glowing beneath POMME; 2023.

and in the same way, sapphic love is a wandering, a glowing, breaking boundaries, and gentleness. it's an inspiration in the wind, a romanticized wisp of creation on the drift of a breeze.

it's a flower garden to which lovers tend and lovers bloom.

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liianliann · 19 days

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Relationship status:

( ) single

( ) dating

( ) married

(x) still waiting/hoping/wishing for AO3 comments

#archive of our own #ao3 #tumblr writers #tumblr writing community #tumblr writing society #fanfiction #writer struggle #writers on tumblr #like whyyy #whyyyy #I swear I check my inbox like #five times a day? minimum?#but it's always empty 😭#anyways

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constantcrisis19 · 4 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers (& Artists)

AN: I wasn't tagged, but I saw this and just had to do it!

1. How many works do you have on ao3(Tumblr)?

43 works on ao3

49 works on Tumblr

2. What's your total ao3 (Tumblr) word count?

565,590 words on ao3

79,632 words on Tumblr

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Honestly, whatever I'm into at the time (but I have a tendency to bounce around a lot) so I'll just list off a few of my favs to write for:

Call of Duty: MW2

Spider-man: Across the Spider-verse

Teen Wolf

Stranger Things

Supernatural

The Walking Dead

4.What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

What Is Meant To Be (Always Finds A Way) | Geraskier | 2,687 kudos

Tell Me Every Terrible Thing You've Done (And Let Me Love You Anyways) | Montgomery Gator & Gregory [Gen] | 2,359 kudos

The Goal Isn't To Live Forever (It's To Create Something That Will) | Winterberg | 1,897 kudos

Sometimes Peace Come From Painful Things | Winterberg | 1,143 kudos

I Just Wanna Hunt You, Hunter | KiriBaku | 1,025 kudos

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I don't always respond to comments and I usually leave that to my co-writer (and partner in crime) Tibby since we both collaborate on most of the fics I post and they're more comfortable with responding to comments. But if it's a solo fic, then I work through my anxiety and respond to anyone who's kind enough to leave a comment because I genuinely love getting feedback and seeing people enjoy my work really inspires me to keep writing!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhhh... That's gotta be my newer oneshot, Free Fall. It's a SoapGhost fic and a rewrite of the ending of MW3 (Yeah, you know the scene).

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I've got a few (cause I'm a sucker for a happy ending) but the one I'm gonna go with has to be The Goal Isn't To Live Forever (It's To Create Something That Will). It's a part of the list above and it's currently one of my only completed, multi-chaptered fics.

8. Do you get hate on any fics (Art)?

Unfortunately, yeah. But mostly on my smut pieces (especially the ones that include a trans character).

Though I also remember recently getting a particularly rude comment accusing me of using chat ai to write my Geraskier fic, even though it was first published it way back in 2020, before chat ai was even a thing that people used.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yup. I usually stick to my comfort zone and write M/M stuff.

Though, in my longer fics, the smut isn't really the main focal point so I keep it pretty tame.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Oh boy. My co-author has actually got me hooked on a crazy rare pair to the point where we wrote a whole fic for it (and are working on the second in the series). It's a Daryl Dixon/Dean Winchester pairing set in the TWD universe.

A close second would be my Among Us x KiriBaku AU.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope, thank god.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yup! Someone reached out to me and asked to translate my FNaF: SB fic into Russian.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Sure have, but only with one other person.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Omg, no! I have to pick!?

Well, if forced with a gun to my head, I supposed I'd have to say Rinch (John Reese x Harold Finch from the TV series Person of Interest). I love the show and the characters and the story and the world building. It's just a pairing that I will always keep coming back to no matter how many other ships/fandoms I fall into.

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My KiriBaku x Among Us crossover fic. The main page, where I had planned out the entire fic, was accidentally deleted and I don't know if I'll ever recover from that since I'd have to rehash the entire rest of the story from scratch if I decided to one day come back to it.

However, that being said, I'm still holding out hope that I'll randomly get a burst of motivation for the story. Who knows.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'd say my strengths are writing angst, witty banter, and transition paragraphs (since my co-author often gets stuck going on tangents and writing really detailed scenes so they often ask for me to make a segue in order to get us to the next plot point, which works out for everyone).

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

My weakness is definitely in-depth, detailed scenes, hands down. It's kinda embarrassing, but my writing can sometimes lack the descriptive, engaging language necessary to make the story/situation/characters interesting (especially when it's decidedly not a writing day) and it often reads like boring exposition.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I am not fluent in anything other than English, but that doesn't exactly stop me from (relying heavily on google) and using other languages in my fics, especially if the character that I'm writing for prefers another language. Take Miguel O'Hara for example, who is canonically bilingual.

The same kind of goes for accents too. I try my best to emulate how it the words would sound while speaking it while writing dialogue. Take for example my SoapGhost fics, where both characters have a thick, distinct accent.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Unofficially (as in never posted): Vampire Diaries.

First fandom I posted to Wattpad (yikes) when I was like twelve: BBC Sherlock

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Jeez, another difficult question. Um... I'm gonna go with What Is Meant To Be (Always Finds A Way), for several reasons.

It was the very first fic that I posted to my ao3 account.

It was the first multi-chaptered fic that I'd ever completed.

I managed to finish and post the final chapter on the day of my birthday (which was a pleasant surprise).

I love it so much that my co-writer and I are actually currently in the midst of lovingly revisiting/revising the entire fic to make it even better!

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That was fun! Now for the tagging!

@mistertiberius, @ghostao3, @captain-mj, @fogsrollingin

#tagging game #tag game #tag chain #fanfiction #writing #ao3 writer #fanfic #ao3 fanfic #ao3fic #ao3 author #writers on tumblr #tumblr writing society #tumblr writing community #join us

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fragmentsofmymindinwords · 9 months

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He was as magical as he was sad, that boy. I saw him, clinging to that bottle for dear life, and drinking from it, as if he could drown every burden and all his pain in the burning sensation of the liquid going down his throat and into his stomach, sending him into a blissful state of forgetfulness and numbness.

But I saw it. I saw it, deep into his eyes as he held my wrists and locked his eyes with mine. I saw the sadness and the loneliness he tried so hard to hide. And it was so heartbreaking. He was so young. No one that age should be allowed to feel such sorrow.

However, in that moment, in which he looked at me and time stopped, I realized that he was the spitting image of me when I was his age. Drunk, confused, lonely, and so, so lost. I felt such a strong urge to hold him in my arms and let him cry his pain away until he felt whole again.

He had to leave, though. And, although he left the house that day, he hasn't left my mind since. Something in those big, melancholic eyes told me that I've got to offer him what nobody offered me: a hand to reach out to and a shoulder to cry on. I've got to offer him company, even at the bottom of the pit. Keep him company, be it in heaven, be it in hell.

I have got to help him heal his wounds until they become scars, and then I've got to teach him to love them.

I've got to be, to that boy, what I wish I'd had the most. I've got to be the someone who he knows will always be there for him, no matter who he is or how broken he is.

The drunken boy, gripping that goddamn bottle, his knuckles white, told me all of that, just staring into my eyes. It was just for a moment, but it was enough for me to see. Enough for me to recognize him as someone who once had been me.

#dark academia #fragmentsofmymindinwords #donna tartt #iwwv #tsh #if we were villains #classic authors #poetry #original poems #sad poems #secret society #dead poets society #tumblr writing society #life #drunk poetry #classical literature #lonlely #lonliness

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ask-theywhohideundertophats · 3 months

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HEY, YOU! Yeah, you. You like fantasy? You like fantasy with guns and fancy suits? Do you like free original stories? Well, if so why not try this one riiiight here! You won't regret it!

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ramayantika · 1 year

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The Cosmic Stage

High up in the sky when the night goddess takes her reign, there are a plethora of stars, their galaxies comprised coming together in patterns of circles and spirals. Where do they go? Where do they come from? Why do they come this way? Nobody knows.

You are asleep. The world is asleep. You think everybody is asleep, tucked in a comfortable bed and off to a lovely dream. Those dreams are a part of the dancing stars too. Alas, you are never awake to witness the magnificent spectacle.

There is an anticipating quietness around. Something is bound to happen in a moment. There. Did you hear the first beat of the damru? The Lord of Dance shall grace the stage, the God whose body is the whole universe. Adorned with the sparkling stars as his ornaments, the moon sits atop his hair, his effulgence blinds mortal eyes. As he dances, he takes up every thing every space that surrounds him, you and me. All sounds come from him. He speaks the universal language, connecting you and me. I bow to the dancing God in reverence. His performance transcends space and time, he is the dancer who creates, and also the dancer who destroys. May the bells at his feet provide the melodious sound of salvation. May his gaze provide ultimate bliss to a mere devotee like me.

What I see in my dreams -- is that true? What I see in front of me in waking state -- is that true?

I know I belong to the stars, the galaxies and the infinite darkness that surrounds this infinite space. The primordial sound of the Universe rings in my ears, and the drums have begun to beat.

I am dressed in colour of darkness. Black veil, black skirts but they gleam. Sparkles from the stars make this dress glitter. For a moment, I desire to never part from these clothes. Such is the attachment of human nature.

Whom do I dance for? I don't think I am 'me' anymore. Is this body mine? What am I? There is no one in form here, yet I feel the presence of many.

Does Time function here? How much time has passed since I have arrived here? Can mortals access this plane so easily?

By losing myself in this multitude of colours, these constellations, these galaxies, I think I have finally found myself. My breath heaves and I think I am reaching the end. The black silks have shed themselves off from this flesh. Now, I am what I was searching to be.

Taste of liberation is sweet. Moksha.

A thunderous applause deafens me. The spotlight is shining too bright on my eyes.

Om shanti shanti shanti hi

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This is probably a mess idk. The last part was inspired from the Moksha item which is a part of the odissi repertoire and partly from some of my own realizations in these past 2-3 days

I wasn't even planning to mention Nataraja here, but something demanded in me to write this out. Maybe because, I was attracted to Nataraja since childhood in my dance classes.

But yeah this is it. I would write more about Moksha too someday soon

Tagging the sakhis: @swayamev @jessbeinme15 @ma-douce-souffrance @yehsahihai @aapki-pyaari-sakhi @lil-stark @pokemon-master-elita @inexhaustible-sources-of-magic @pulihora @vedajananixx @navaratna

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thearchmanofgreenfield · 9 months

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Me, a new writer who just realized what an utter shit show making up and writing a coherent story is:

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x3nshit · 11 months

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it’s weird to think about how a lot of parents don’t really like their children.

now don’t get me wrong, i’m not saying they don’t care for their kids, or don’t love them (although some parents don’t do this either) what i mean is many people became parents, not because they genuinely wanted to, but because of unreasonable societal expectations.

many people don’t have the mental capacity to have kids, many function better alone, many just don’t like little kids in general. and all of that is completely okay. but because our societies put so much importance on getting married and having kids, most people just assume that having children is inevitable, like death or something. but that’s definitely not the case. and since so many people were directly or indirectly pressured to have children, they end up subconsciously resenting them. because let’s be honest, children put a complete stop to your life. there are so many things you just can’t do because you have children

and this is coming from the eldest daughter of a household where my mom is a very ambitious woman. it’s very clear to me that if she could go back in time, she would rather pursue her career and live alone, rather than raising 3 children

so moral of the story is: children are a HUGE investment, do a lot of research, and take all the time you need before making such a huge decision (like you would before a tattoo)

also, get some therapy

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chaosmindthoughts · 18 days

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#writing #thoughts #venting #quotes #poetry #dark academia #light academia #fragments #tumblr writing society #spilled poetry #spilled venting #literature #mental health #running #escapism #realism #confessions #secrets

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writingbyella · 11 months

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my hair smells like you. i inhale it knowing it will be gone tomorrow. this is the curse of a love that doesn’t yet coexist. temporary moments. the essence of you lingering on my clothes being everything tangible left with me while you live and sleep elsewhere. i’m sentimental by nature, sure, but with you it feels more definite and gut wrenching. you are crucial to my being. and always have been, even though i may not have known you always. you stepping through that door - in that second something inside me shifted back into place where i did not realise it had been out of place, dangling precariously, pining for some sort of salvation. and whilst i do love you, it is more than that. more intimate and whole and fulfilling than any regular love can be defined. around you i am safe in ways i have not felt before. and that is testament only to your character and ability to create such an environment, one where both physical and emotional safety coincide. and such a rare and delicate combination of feelings you elicit in me as a result. it is an honour to know you in any capacity. you are wonderful in so many ways that i don’t have suitable or beautiful enough words to express how i wish to. i want to be there now, but i’m not. so instead i will daydream about you until my eyes shut, and then i will dream about you; conscious and unconscious acts of adoration. and soon i will be next to you again. but for now, my hair still smells like you. it will be gone tomorrow. but not forever. because forever now has this magical and terrifying new meaning, being that distance from you is only as temporary as the smell of you leaving my hair. it will be here again. and so will you.

#love poem #twc #love quotes #poetry #tumblr writing society #tumblr writing community

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dildostiaurkitabein · 6 months

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I don't know the extent of the love I have for you, but I know that it's a lot. To the point that I sometimes feel that my heart will burst open like fireworks in the sky out of my love for you — and, darling, it will light up the whole sky.

— maria.s.haneef

#writersofinstagram #bookquotes #literature #tumblr writers #dark academia #desi writers #tumblr writing society #quotes from books #quoteoftheday #spilled ink

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almostmagicaltyrant · 1 year

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Overthinking is not a joke. It eats you up on the inside.

#sadgirl #sad thoughts #triggering content #writerscommunity #sad poetry #poetry #tw depressing stuff #sorry for being depressing #tumblr writing society #anxitey

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