I’m bored and nosy. Please reblog this with the book you’re currently reading.
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OC in 3
Been tagged by @space-writes and uh I think some other people? But yeah I couldn't pick which OC to do so, sorry, you're getting all of them.
Mar'Gret:
Trickster:
Llanedd:
Teek:
Bonus, the entire dizaster trio:
Tagging @chauceryfairytales @ashen-crest @kaylinalexanderbooks if you want to :)
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playing a new game where i talk about fandom using words that belong on corporate powerpoint slides like:
✨ we have to align our headcanons to authentically reflect our strategic mission and meet quarterly margin objectives ✨
sorry to everyone who understood that
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Dimension 20 live was incredible!!!!! Hoot growl!!
(Apologies in advance to the person who asked Gilear-me to bless their dice, I hope rolling in my lemon yoghurt tub hasn't cursed them too badly.)
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artists, this is ur reminder to start drawing references or redesign your original characters before artfight in july this year
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[ID: a screenshot of black text against white, saying: "he made them like his life dependended on." end ID]
behold
my latest typo
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Semicolons? Have a bunch of them!
It wasn't like last time. There was no tin tiara bleeding thick, viscous oil onto their hands, dripping down their arms and soaking into their sleeves; no sandalwood scented smoke filling their nose and mouth and eyes, becoming all they could see and all they could taste; no non-identical identical twins or claustrophobic stone walls or giant circular vault doors preventing their escape.
Llanedd didn't see any of that. All they could see were the similarities. The chanting, that language that was piercingly familiar despite its unfamiliarity, barely audible over the klaxon and yet the only thing they could hear. The chalk, stark white atop the natural darkness of the ground, lines and curves forming an alphabet they'd avoided for decades and now been forced to face twice in short succession. And most damning of all, most familiar of all, the magic, the way it hung in the air invisible and intangible; unable to be held or tasted or smelt and yet detectable all the same, hanging cloying and heavy and inescapable.
It was only when two hands came to rest on their own, one small and wrinkled, the other covered in stolen rings, that they realised they were shaking.
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I attended an online writing workshop today and honestly it feels so good to just stretch those writing muscles with prompts and free writing :)
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I really want to write more TEQ but instead I'm mentally plotting loopiverse book 3...
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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
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so I was thinking about my character type and then I spent the evening making a character sheet.
a couple fun examples of my own OCs, who I was thinking of when building this:
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I haven't abandoned this story. I just put it on the back burner for now. The story is just on a small vacation. It is currently out of office. It can't come to the phone right now. It just fell under my bed to sleep with the monsters. It never left my head. It is everywhere - except on paper.
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I know duolingo is bad now and everything, but I'm actually really proud of myself for this!
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Updated rough sketch Trickster/Llanedd designs!
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