#writing is art

[pftones3482]

If you are adamantly against AI art but you cannot see the problems with things like ChatGPT, you don't truly consider writing an art.

If you think that AI art steals art from artists, but you don't see how things like ChatGPT steals writing from writers, you don't consider writing art.

If you hate AI art because "it takes away the creativity aspect of art!" but you use ChatGPT because, "Well I just don't want to have to write this myself," you don't consider writing art.

And if you don't consider writing art, I hope you never read a book, watch a movie/TV show, see a play, or listen to music again.

Stop fucking using writing AI.

#writing #writing is art #chatgpt

[living-dead-doll]

Writing is art

Fanfiction is art

Writers are artists

Writers can create art

Fanfiction is fanart

#writer speaks #writers community #fanfiction is art #Fanfiction writer #Fanfiction #fanfiction writer #horror community #deep #Writing is art #Artists of Tumblr

[cinamun]

I was going to put this under your post but knew it would be too long. I totally got your vision and also I will be the first to admit that sometimes I think simblr has a bunch of overly sensitive people. Still, at the same time, I respect the need to protect their peace in whatever way is possible for the individual. That being said I love your writing. It's unapologetically raw and honest. When I first found you it took some getting used to. I was like oh not ghetto rose story but I kept reading. The nuance, the depth, the roughness, the growth, the back story, the edits, the mood, the snarky one-liners, the comedy, the sex, the love, the laughter, the grit, and the glory. It's a lot of mediocre writers out here getting all their flowers and eating well. Yet here you are day after day giving us cinematic realness with Sims, for free and giving us fucking award-winning drama. I'm here to say PLEASE DON'T EVER FEEL INSECURE ABOUT THAT. I love the way your mind works AND you are so sweet and friendly to your readers. Not to mention you have so much patience and understanding. Because I know some hot takes make you wanna tussle. Anyway, I've gone on long enough. I just like to make sure folks know exactly where I stand because life doesn't give out promises for tomorrow.

Excuse me while I go CRY IN THE CORNER?!?!?!?!?! Thank you thank you thank you love! I gotta say though, the test for me at the begining was trying to write "another ghetto rose story" without writing another ghetto rose story lmao I thought "how can I write some real hood shit but make it beautiful?" Because our stories are always told in a way I just never liked. And I've read a LOT of them. This type of writing is labeled "urban fiction" but why the qualifier? Its fiction. Raw fiction that just happens to have a Black ass cast lmfao and I don't want to be coddled, right? I don't want a writer to babysit me. I want my shit real and uncut.

Exhibit A:

As much as I hated seeing Max get snatched the fuck up by Vecna, and as the tears welled in my eyes, I'm glad the Duffer Brothers didn't hold back, feel me? GIVE ME THAT EMOTIONAL HEARTBREAK BOYS!! lmfaoooo ignore me

INTEEWAYYYYY I appreciate you and as you know very well, artists are their own worst critics. I'm going to take this and put it right in my pocket!

#the good sis with the good words #writing is art #don't let em fool you! #story stuff #kinda #LOVE YOU!

[containmenot]

The magic of all art is the ability to both capture our pain and deliver us from it at the same time.

Brené Brown

#writing is art #creatives #keep on keeping on #creative writing #encouragement #writers on tumblr #brene brown #feel it in my bones

[exocynraku]

hi guys!!! i started a fic!!! about two cats i just made up, lol. they're awesome lesbians who reside in the guardian cat group :] only one chapter up right now, but i'll try to write some more soon!!!!!!!

#warrior cats #wc #ray art #writing is art #technically #or at least to me

[firestar-fr]

Drabble: New Morning

Characters in this story: - Crisis - Memoriae - Saint - Rivet - Virtari - Wolf

All dragons are anthro in my writing

Crisis looked at his reflection in the mirror. His chest plate was resting against the wall behind him, and he was looking over his chest. Tendrils of Shade flows along his scales like shadows, caressing him gently. Old battle scars cover his torso too, along with two symmetrical scars under his pecs. They were fresh, and still healing. He sighed deeply, a concerned expression. “Still worried about what they’ll think?” Memoriae appeared behind him from a fractal glass-like effect in the air. The skydancer smiled softly to her father. “I wouldn’t be too worried. Nothing has changed after all.” He turned to her. “What if they think I lied to them all these years?” “You didn’t.” She nudged the chest plate. “The only thing you changed was your form. So you no longer have to use painful bandages while in public.” He nodded. She was right. He had been using bandages around his chest since before he joined the clan. The only ones who knew about this were Reaper, the last leader of the clan, and Saint, the clan’s medic. It was also Saint who had performed the surgery. Memoriae nodded to him. “Father. You know this clan is different. They have been taught to be open and accepting. To treat others with the utter-most respect.” She smiled softly, the air starting to fragment behind her. “I’ll be waiting with the others.” She then vanished through the fracturing, the air returning to normal. He looked to the chest plate, shaking his head. For years, it had provided him with comfort. He had made it himself, designed it to compress his chest, so he could pass. It had been incredibly painful, but it was a pain he had opted to endure. Memories of the last clan he was in were still haunting him. How the leader had shamed him. Cast him out for not fitting their ideals. Even after all these years, this was still like a festering wound in the back of his mind. The door opened, and a tundra walked in. She was draped in a cloak, with a mask. There was no fur to be seen, her body being dried skin and bones. The plague doctor mask looked at him with a silent gaze. “Ah, Saint.” He nodded, walking over to her. Saint checked the scars, going over them before giving him a thumb up. She then gestured for him to follow her. He reached for his sword, but she waved her hand for him to let it be. There wouldn’t be any need for it anyways, even if it was a comfort item.

Five minutes later, they arrived in the dining hall. Dragons of all types and sized were having their meals, the usual cheerful tone filling the room. As they walked in, a few noticed them, and silence quickly filled the room. Nobody had seen him without a chest plate before, and it clearly was turning some heads. A few seconds later, Rivet came over. The white mirror started eagerly studying his chest, exploring the scars. He was a warpup, and believed that scars defined a warrior. His gaze landed on the symmetrical ones, and he gasped. “Woha!” His four eyes were sparkling. “Those are some cool scars! Chief, you were hiding this much history under your armor?!” Several more dragons joined now, all eagerly going over the scars. Several of the clan’s strongest warriors looked amazed. Virtari gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Chief. Why did it take you so long to show off your scars?” The mirror looked genuinely curious. Crisis rubbed his head. “Well…” He sighed, finally explaining to them what had happened. How he had spent years enduring physical pain to hide a chest he didn’t want. How his last clan had treated him, and how he feared for a repeat. “What a bunch of cowards.” Rivet sounded angered about that. “Want us to tear them to pieces?” “No.” Crisis sighed. “That won’t make things better. It’s been so long since anyways, I doubt they even know who I am anymore.” “You’re our leader anyways.” Rivet nodded. “We’re truly blessed by the Lightweaver to have a leader as strong and confident as you.” The other warriors nodded in agreement, and even more clan members now came over. Crisis looked a bit taken aback. He had been scared of how the clan would react, but he was getting showered in nothing but love. He tensed up as tears started rolling down his cheek. Wolf stepped in. “Alright lads. Give the Chief some space. You’re overwhelming him.” They all stepped back, returning to their own meals. Wolf nodded to Crisis. “Glad to see it went well. Hope you make a speedy recovery.” He chuckled, returning to his own meal. Saint joined him. Crisis nodded, gathering himself again. He took a few deep breaths, before heading over to get his own breakfast.

#FR #Flight Rising #Writing is art #so this should be eligible for #FRFanArt #FRFanWriting

[ramthesillyram]

'Arts draw and writers write'

lilly. if that was true. We wouldn't have either. 

Art comes from the mind. INNER WRITING OF THEIR RAIN.

Writing comes from the art your brain makes. YOUR INSPARATION.

IF YOU COULD ONLY BE ONE, THERE WOULD NOT BE FUCKING EITHER OF THEM BECAUSE THERE WOULD BE NO INSPIRATION FOR BOTH OF THEM.

#fuck you lilly #fuck lily orchard #we wouldnt have either of them #shit posting #rant kinda #small rant #opinion #fuck you #art is writing too #writing is art #art is writing

[shesalewa]

WE-

WE LIKE MY COMMENT IN TIKTOK NOW!?

EY. THIS IS PLAGIARISM. AT LEAST TAG ME. LIKE DAMN.

Listen y'all. I wouldn't mind if people reblog my posts and all that sh-t because, when ppl repost my name is visible.

BUT TO PULL THAT CRAP FOR AN ANGST I MADE FOR A TIKTOK FOR YJK WHO WILL NEVER SEE KDJ AGAIN AND NOT TAG ME.

HURTS.

A LOT.

Like at least tag me. I made that comment 😭

#as long as you give credit. i wouldn't mind you reposting #hell you can download my drawings but at least tell people that i made it #im trying so hard #so hard to get to where i want to be as an artist and tried so hsrd to be where i am now #art isn't just about colors or drawing. but art also comes in words #poetry is art #writing is art #everything can be art #BUT NOT PLAGIARISM #TAG ME IF YOU EVER REPOST #AND THAT ART OF YJK IS NOT MINE. THAT'S BLACK BOX

[tojiswhore-nanamisslut]

Sitting here on this Tuesday thinking about how much of a miracle artwork is. Like, you created that out of nothing. You took a blank canvas/page and gave it life. You defied the universe's tendency towards chaos and created by bringing together so many different things. It's literally amazing.

#i just love art #and this includes writing! #writing is art #you're taking words and ideas from thin air and putting it all together #to make a story #it's just so amazing #i have so much respect for artists and writers like idk #creation just seems like a miracle #posts

[stellarpurplecollar]

I Am Afraid to Make Art

I am afraid to make art.

I am afraid to know, or rather, acknowledge that people will not see the art I make.

I am afraid to know that anything I bring into the world will never be seen with eyes or heart or truth like I have seen it/felt it/know it; will never be understood or decoded like I intended.

I am afraid to open my thoughts to the idea of those who would stay close-minded.

I am afraid to expose those beautiful colors, those eccentric twists, that "Me" vibe which ripples --surges-- across my mediums, large and small.

Yet, I have made art.

No one says a bad word, but only because I have been guarding my art against the world. And to those few with whom I entrust my art, no one says a bad word. In fact, they adore my art.

Although my art has changed over the years, I am still as insecure as when I first began, as when I was first dismissed, as when I was first rejected.

I still make art, daughters. I still make art.

#poets on tumblr #am writing #poetry #women writers #daughter #art #writing is art

[moondoposting]

hey that's my emotional support tumblr user who makes art that caters to my particular brain itches

#my lovlies <3 my moochies <3 #this includes writing b t w #writing is art

[ghostytoasty17]

Mom please hold me.

I know I’m broken and useless but I need you still.

You asked for a deer for a daughter and got a wildfire and I’m sorry.

Hold me one last time. Make it go away.

Put bandaids on my knees and kiss them.

Fix me please. Put out my flames.

#poetry #poets on tumblr #mothers daughter #poem #writing is art #Ghostytoastyswrites

[hanatsuki-esperanza]

Kiss. kis.

Kiss. kis. (verb) touch with the lips as a sign of love, sexual desire, reverence, or greeting.

28 Days of Kissing. Thank you @violettenouvel for the prompts. My contributions can be found here, but here are some previews:

first Their first kiss is nothing glamorous, fancy, or smooth. There’s no hesitation, caution, or uncertainty. They aren’t a pair of fumbling teenagers or experienced lovers, they are adventurers and survivors. They just barely survived a trapped encounter that left Dorian possessed and Laudna critically injured.

worship Her pale, cold fingers prance across his warm, blue chest like the wind, like dancing nymphs, like she was playing a piano, never resting in one place for longer than a moment, memorizing how his muscles tensed and relaxed.

stolen Slowly, slowly... Dorian was sitting at the tavern booth, eyes glassy as he focused on something off in the distance Laudna couldn’t see, a barely touched mug of ale before him. Carefully, cautiously... Orym and Fearne were chatting about something next to him, but he wasn’t paying attention to their conversation, too lost in whatever was going on in his head. She was a sneaky, scary woman...

shy His gaze flickers down to her lips, and she remains perfectly still as one hand hesitantly, shyly, raises up to caresses her cheek, palm warm against her cheek when he rests it there. His eyes are searching her face for any sign of disapproval, but she knows he won’t find any. “You can kiss me,” she whispered, the words hovering between their faces before Dorian leaned down, lips brushing shyly, carefully, like she was made of porcelain.

More to come. ;]

#macabre melody #critical role #critical role campaign 3 #dorian storm #laudna #dorian x laudna #i will go down with this ship #writing #kiss art february #kissartfebruary #violettenouvel #writing is art #writing prompt #kiss #hanatsuki esperanza

[cowardlyriver]

I love metaphor so much. Like so much.

Tell me how something is like something else. Tell me how everything is like everything else. Tell me how we are all interconnected, how we are all like other things and like each other.

You are gently sinking into sleep in my arms and it is like the sun sinking beyond the horizon and it is like a ship sinking slowly into the quiet ocean and it is like sinking into the warmth of your mother's embrace.

In his video, "What OCD is like for me", on the channel vlogbrothers, John Green says, "You can't usually see or hear psychic pain and it's difficult to describe without simile or metaphor. Like, I might say it feels like there is a void inside me or like my insides are twisted or like my brain is on fire. I can say what it's like more than what it is."

Metaphor allows us to makes sense of pain, allows us to love bigger, broader and louder. Allows us to understand and empathise with people in ways we might otherwise never have.

Allows us to observe the world in a way we might otherwise never have.

Another example of gorgeous metaphor are these lines, from my favorite poem, "The Living" by Feng Sun Chen.

Why does everything look the same? Am I

looking at a map

or a tree, or the hand of a dying man? Don't go.

#poem #writeblr #writing community #writersociety #writing #poet blog #poetscommunity #poetblr #poetic #writers and poets #creative writing #poetry #metaphor #poetryforthesoul #writing is art #writing is haaaaaaaaard

[lary-the-lizard]

Me coming up with the sweetest, cutest, funniest characters just to make them also dark, ugly, and humble: now this is what you call fun

Readers and loved ones: *nervously chuckles* relax?

#writers #mental illness #depression anxiety #writing is pain #writing is art #ouch my feelings

[homicidal-slvt]

Sometimes you just have to feel glad that you wrote at all.

It doesn't matter if it's short or the ending wasn't quite how you wanted or if it's longer than you intended or if you kept changing things or if it took awhile or if it took only a short amount of time-

You wrote something. You should be proud of yourself. 💜

That being said- if y'all have any stories you've written about COD, Creepypasta, RE, TEW or Slashers (Or maybe other fandoms as well) feel free to send em' to me and I'll gladly read and reblog them. I love seeing what people create. Idc if it's smut, angst or fluff. As long as it isn't some weird shit like incest ect. LOL

#was giving myself some self affirmations #decided that other people may need to hear it too #writing is art #writing affirmation #writers support