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Tragedy enjoyers when characters haunt the narrative, when nothing can be done to save them, when small moments of respite and happiness only serve to send them closer to their inevitable end

#🤫🤫 #is it me? it might be

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I want Hozier to write a poetry book and then I'm ready to die

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how to stay motivated as a writer

Reread your old writing, especially those scenes you’re most proud of

Write something silly. It doesn’t need to be logical, consistent or included in your story. Write something dumb

Compare your old writing to your new writing. Seeing how much you’ve improved can be very motivating

Explore different storylines, those type of storylines that would never make it into your story, but you’d still like to play around with. Create AUs!

Choose one of your least favorite scenes and rewrite it

Act out your scenes

Read old comments from people praising your work

Create a playlist that reminds you of your wip

Team up with a friend, write AUs for each other's characters

Create playlists for your characters

Draw your ocs/make memes of your ocs

Draw/make memes of your friend's ocs

Don’t push yourself to get back into writing the thing that made you stop writing in the first place, try writing something else!

Write what you wanna write, no matter how cliché it might be. If you want to write it, write it

Take a break, focus on another hobby of yours. Consume other pieces of media, take a walk to clear your head

You don’t have to write in chronological order if it isn’t working for you! Sometimes a scene you aren’t interested in writing can become interesting after you’ve explored other scenes in the story

Read bad reviews of books or TV-shows. You’ll unlock appreciation and motivation for your own writing

Create a new storyline, or a new character! Anything that helps bring something fresh into your story. Could even be a completely new wip!

Not writing every day doesn’t make you a bad writer. Take a break if you feel like you need one

Remind yourself to have fun. Start writing and don’t focus all your attention on following “the rules.” You can get into the nitty-gritty when you’ve familiarized yourself with writing as an art. Or don’t. It’s fiction, you make your own rules

Go to sleep, or take a nap. Sleep deprivation and writing does not go hand in hand

Listen to music that reminds you of your characters/wip

Remember why you started. Know that you deserve to tell the story you want to tell regardless of the skill you possess

#writing tips

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#needed this lmao

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Trying to write a slow burn but the characters won’t stop falling in love with each other. Can you calm down maybe

#😌😌😌

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Take your time writing, Doll! We’ll all be here when you decided to put something out don’t worry about disappointing someone. 💜

omg this is very relieving to hear, and I actually have a new King drabble I wrote yesterday (its a crackfic ship lmao) so it's definitely coming along slowly!!

#anonymous #answered

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[ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇ? ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ] ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ

sparks when skin brushes skin

secret smiles

checking to see what they think

seeing an object and thinking of them

hugs that last a beat too long

looking for them in a crowd

holding hands and that's all they can think of

rubbing comforting circles into their skin

laughing more around them

friends pointing [it] out

acting without thinking then checking to see how they reacted

lighting up when you see them

inside jokes

leaving notes

signing off a written correspondence with a kiss or "love"

accidentally referencing them as "my"

nicknames

comfort in their presence

personal gifts

growing really close really quickly

knowing what they'll say

feeling a flutter after something they've done dozens of times

they start analyzing everything to guess if it's romantic or not

face turning red when they get too close

face turning red when they think of them

smiling more easily

glowing after a nice remark and having it pointed out

overanalyzing what others say about them both

thinking maybe...

requested by anon

#prompts

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i keep writing/starting drabbles and then erasing them 🫠🫠🫠🫠

#like why.. am i stuck in this rot #they’re all king fics too :(((

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― Ernest Hemingway

#quotes

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Hello, my dear! I hope you’re doing well and if you’re American I hope you had the most spectacular Independence Day imaginable. Much love and many blessings, my friend! - 💜

awwh, thank you so very much! I'm sorry for the lag in response (internet was shut down but it's back!) I hope you enjoyed the holiday just the same -- or if you didn't celebrate, I hope the day treated you well nonetheless <3

#anonymous #answered

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here below the cut is a short excerpt from my spectre - based fic ! enjoy !

to set the scene , our characters are in rome for sciarra’s funeral . they are staying in a hotel suite , and have a moment alone the night before the funeral .

Blofeld’s hand shifts position, finding Matilda’s chin so that he can guide her face downward to meet his mouth in a kiss. His kisses are often rough, possessive gestures and reminders that she is his. . . but tonight, like much else, is different. He kisses softly, devoid of the coarseness that normally takes hold.

Tilda can sense the difference, and her own kiss is returned sweetly, gently, and without hurry. They have all night -- they have all kinds of time for these moments, even if they are rare.

Arms wrap around his frame as she melts into the kiss with a sigh, while his own slip around her back, pulling her closer. It makes Tilda shudder, the feeling of being held so tenderly by the most powerful man in the world. . . and when he looks up at her between lingering kisses, it is like none of his work matters, as if Spectre is an afterthought. In this moment, all that matters is the woman in his arms.

“Tonight, my love? Do you wish to?” breathes the man, trailing kisses down her neck, across the expanse of her collarbone. It is strange. Blofeld is not a man who asks, but simply takes, and the unexpected nature of his questions brings a smile to her cheeks, so she nods.

“What’s the saying? When in Rome. . .”

Blofeld laughs, genuinely laughs, and the sound is enough to make Matilda’s heart flutter like never before.

Together they stand, and it is she who leads him to the bed tonight, dropping her robe by the bedside table before sitting at the bed’s edge. Patiently she awaits as Blofeld undoes his tie, unbuttons his shirt, drops his pants. They’ll deal with these things later -- the suit will need laundered professionally anyhow.

They meet bare in the center of the bed, bodies entangling in a simple, familiar embrace. Blofeld kisses his woman tenderly tonight, unhurried, eager to please. Kisses are spread across heated flesh, and between, he’s looking up at her, ensuring that she’s ready, that she wants this.

This is new to him, though he has long loved her. This is a different kind of love, a more tender, passionate sort that makes the woman melt in his arms. It is heaven in its purest form, and he wants more.

#fic rb

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What’s writing, you know? What does writing actually mean?

#hes so real

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prompt 1082

Weather can have a dramatic effect on your storyline. Add a storm to your ongoing story, or write a paragraph about a storm and see what happens.

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……i’m gonna need everyone not to hate me for this!!! i know i did start writing this, but i have put my requests on hold 🥲

i’ve had a major sprung of inspiration to continue writing my current hans landa wip… i’ve actually already finished the third chapter. i apologize to anyone who has sent requests, i understand that i am lagging! im just really proud of the direction this other story is going in atm <3

writing update: working on the king drabble of him teaching the reader some german

#not a romanticization of hans i need that to be clear always #also it’s 1 am hi

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an introduction to my ocs :

the Christoph Waltz movies edition .

Feel free to ask me anything you’d like about them!

— Vivian Kennedy, Inglourious Basterds. Known as the Lady Basterd, she is like a sister to the Basterds—- but don’t let her pretty face fool you. With sixty-seven scalps under her belt and a knife sharpened and poised for the sixty-eighth, she works to bring an end to the war, and glory to her brothers-in-arms.

— Tessa Nashton, The Green Hornet. Tessa is a socialite who finds herself entangled in the crime of her beloved city, and, finding herself in a serious bind that threatens her reputation, turns to none other than Benjamin Chudnofsky to eliminate the problem and clear her name.

— Tahlia Leigh, Water for Elephants. The Benzini Bros. Songbird is a singer with a heart of gold, and eyes only for August Rosenbluth, the recently divorced ringmaster who’s working to rebuild his circus and his life from disaster. She is a talented performer and a gentle soul, and, perhaps, the key to saving the circus from failure. (Bonus: I have a roleplay account for her! @benzinis-songbird)

— Delilah Raine, Django Unchained/Dead for a Dollar. The wife of an abusive, high-class man, Delilah lives a life of deception: by day she plays the role of a happy wife, and by night she cries herself to sleep while her husband drinks and curses. It is not until a bounty hunter rides into town that she begins to see hope —- and perhaps, a chance at true love.

— Stella, Epic. Stella was once a trusted servant of Queen Tara, before her death. In her grief, Stella swore to get revenge on those who killed the beloved queen. Her attempt at revenge was thwarted, and she was captured by Boggans, given to their warlord Mandrake as a gift. He had just lost a son, and yearned for an heir to his kingdom—- when he saw Stella brought before him, a recognizable member of the Queen’s handmaidens, a plan quickly formed.

— Matilda “Tilda” Leth, Spectre/No Time to Die. Tilda is the personal assistant-turned-lover of Ernst Stavro Blofeld, head of Spectre. As the keeper of many of his secrets, she finds herself tangled deeply in Spectre’s web. . . and soon finds herself carrying a secret of her own.

— Eleanora Sandvoort, Tulip Fever. Eleanora is the third wife and last great love of Cornelis Sandvoort. A dedicated and loving woman, she wants nothing more than to fill his quiet home with their children. Cornelis desires a legacy, and she’s prepared to give it to him.

— Lorraine Blight, Downsizing. Lorraine downsized with nothing left to lose. She worked a dead-end job; she didn’t have friends, and didn’t have a partner. Downsizing was a chance to start over, to perhaps move forward in life, and moving into a complex with lots of interesting people — including a certain Serbian playboy — gave her hope for everything she had yearned for.

— Ophelia Rom, Alita: Battle Angel. An ex-Zalemite who left to escape an abusive relationship, Ophelia is kept alive by technology on the back and base of her skull. She is very reclusive and withdrawn, but when she finds herself in need of repairs, turns to the well-loved Dr. Dyson Ido for help.

— Evelyn Warner, Most Dangerous Game. Little is known about Evelyn —- if that’s even her real name; nobody knows for sure. She’s a part of the Tiro Fund, and works alongside Miles and his crew to put on successful hunts all around the world. Her talent for theatrics makes her a valuable asset to the sport.

#everyone please go look at tay’s stuff!!!!

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German anon here, if you need the tiniest bit of help I’d be glad to lend a hand, but I’m sure you’re doing just great by yourself.

hi friend! I appreciate the kind message, if you’d like to lend a helping hand please feel free to submit some language writing tips on my blog under /submit 💌

#answered #i’d love to read them

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I speak a tiny 👌🏻 bit of German.

If you want to submit some helpful tips or anything of the sort, feel free to!

#answered #under /submit