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snowinks · 9 months
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ftm transgender means flesh to machine. what dont you understand
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snowinks · 10 months
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GLORY BURNING: an interactive multimedia mystery
A tragedy, a sensation, and a murderer on the loose. Read through the scripts of a true crime podcast and scour through evidence in search of the truth behind a terrible murder, and decide for yourself whose side of the story you want to believe.
Glory Burning is an interactive multimedia project following the fates of Glory Arbora and Faith Didaea, two college students who were kidnapped and involved in a subsequent tragedy that has left Glory dead and Faith grieving. In the aftermath, their story was sensationalized by news broadcasts, a documentary, and a popular true-crime podcast called “Moth Murders.” Now, Glory’s murderer still runs free, and Faith can’t escape the scrutiny of the public eye.
With each update, you will read through scripts from “Moth Murders,” and you will be presented with evidence that may bring you closer or farther from the truth. It’s up to you who to believe: “Moth Murders,” Faith, or Glory herself as she haunts her own narrative, speaking into microphones and damaging evidence.
General content warnings for Glory Burning include: Discussion and sensationalization of murder, discussion of missing persons cases, gun violence, knife violence, and cult violence.
Interested? Read HERE for free. Also, here’s a playlist.
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snowinks · 10 months
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new story out in kaleidotrope, read it here! ft. transness, unreliable narrators, siblings, and creepy meditation tapes. also, i have a newsletter now: subscribe here and be the first to know when new stories are published. (i promise to only update when I have something interesting to say.)
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snowinks · 10 months
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IRONBLOODS WINS (to very few's surprise) !! I will add some lines from the amount of votes at some point later today:)<3
tagged by @peppermintlark !! tysm rook I'm sorry I'm getting to this insanely late WBNFSNXN
rules!
make a 24 hour poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (it's fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)
tag anyone else who might also enjoy this game (no pressure of course!) whichever WIP gets the most votes, write
one sentence for every vote received.
if somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of a chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest vote count and continue where you left off on your sentence / word count. repeat until you reach your goal.
optional: share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to the poll, or in a reblog!
tagging @onomatopiya @lekhaleki @saltwaterbells and anyone else if they want to:)
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snowinks · 10 months
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tagged by @peppermintlark !! tysm rook I'm sorry I'm getting to this insanely late WBNFSNXN
rules!
make a 24 hour poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (it's fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)
tag anyone else who might also enjoy this game (no pressure of course!) whichever WIP gets the most votes, write
one sentence for every vote received.
if somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of a chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest vote count and continue where you left off on your sentence / word count. repeat until you reach your goal.
optional: share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to the poll, or in a reblog!
tagging @onomatopiya @lekhaleki @saltwaterbells and anyone else if they want to:)
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snowinks · 10 months
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tagged by @peppermintlark !! tysm rook I'm sorry I'm getting to this insanely late WBNFSNXN
rules!
make a 24 hour poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (it's fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)
tag anyone else who might also enjoy this game (no pressure of course!) whichever WIP gets the most votes, write
one sentence for every vote received.
if somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of a chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest vote count and continue where you left off on your sentence / word count. repeat until you reach your goal.
optional: share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to the poll, or in a reblog!
tagging @onomatopiya @lekhaleki @saltwaterbells and anyone else if they want to:)
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snowinks · 11 months
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[ID: A digital illustration of OP's original character, Gossamer, as an anthropomorphic longhair bengal cat with dark brown tail, hands, and face with lighter stomach. She's wearing a leather bolero jacket, red velvet vest and slim-fit pants with a leather belt. He is standing and using two canon-adherent armpit crutches. The drawing is kept in off-pink, purple and blue hues. End ID.]
my friend shared a "draw your OCs in this outfit" challenge sometime ago, and since drawing humans somehow hadn't worked out for me that day, i drew my OC as a furry. you're welcome
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snowinks · 11 months
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'how fucked up would it be if there was a ghost' how fucked up would it be if there WASN'T a ghost
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snowinks · 11 months
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REVOLUTION, RETRIBUTION — locations. 
[Image IDs: The first image is of a brown-hued, rickety-looking overhang to a building. In the background sits a taller, similarly rickety-looking building. Text on top reads, “The Wastes” in all-caps. The second image is a hallway of a facilty of some sort, colored in soft red hues. Text on top reads, “The Glass Steps” in all-caps. The third image is of the bottom of a glass dome, an intricate glass hallway protruding beyond it. Text on top reads, “The Merchant’s Hand” in all-caps. End ID.]
THE WASTES: the outermost rung of Nav, filled with those unable to afford a life in the Steps. Constantly being pushed out towards the radioactive deadlands near Nav’s borders. The people here whisper of revolution.
THE GLASS STEPS: Nav’s inner rungs excluding the center, a vast, glittering set of cities ruled by corporations. Populated by the well-to-do, who seek entertainment in all aspects of life.
THE MERCHANT’S HAND: Nav’s capital, occupied by the capitol dome with towers named for each of Nav’s ruling dynasties surrounding it. The supposed united heart of the country, though each dynasty is determined to undermine the others in any way possible.
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snowinks · 11 months
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tagged by @macywrites !! (ily) share one snippet of lines you're proud of and one snippet that's ridiculous out of context.
line(s) I'm proud of
IRONBLOODS
Shiban shifts and carefully does not look at her. "Some," he begins, "would say a sibling is that of a lifeline."
She doesn't miss his meaning — clever girl. But instead of the heartbreak he'd expected, Anjali's lips twist in a sneer, and her eyes never leave the spot where her brother dances. "I was never enough to be his lifeline," she says coldly. "Just like you weren't enough to be your sister's."
line(s) that are ridiculous
FIREFLY (they're bonding!)
I do not appreciate his imitation of my London accent, and so I tell him as much. "And Alexios?" I add, since it seems convenient, and because the man's name seems to weigh heavy in the air. Binyamin prickles as predicted—a personalized cactus, all for my unenjoyment.
"Maybe," is all he says. "He's kind of, you know, unconscious right now, so we haven't exactly had the chance to discuss it." He gives me a withering look. I briefly fantasize about hitting him with a pebble.
tagging anyone!! if you want to, hit it:) I'd love to see your writing!!
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snowinks · 11 months
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good lines tag.
tagged by @encrucijada thank you!!! share one snippet of lines you're proud of and one snippet that's ridiculous out of context. (these are from next day after dawn)
lines i'm proud of (fucked up chosen ones. prince cyrus has every problem in the universe):
The Church said when the cosmos was born it was smaller than he was, worlds upon worlds of sacred stardust crushed into a space too tight to hold it all in without coming apart. So it did come apart, worlds upon worlds pulled by gravity to their preordained places, no trace upon them of the shape they used to be. And maybe that was how it was supposed to feel. Maybe if he just let the pressure in his chest build up enough, it would happen. He would break into something beautiful and bright. And the gravity of every star in the sky would pick up the pieces, stretch them into the shape of the next King Cyrus, pulled apart and apart and apart into something nothing like he had been, something holy and grand and empty. 
out of context (helios and selene are...bonding?):
“Well, I don’t know, you hear rumours,” Selene said lightly. “I never said they were true.” She wasn’t wrong, exactly; you did hear rumours. Helios could’ve ranked the ones about him in accordance with the juiciness level of every fruit on the face of the planet and still had a few to spare. But that one was new, so it was probably confined to some smaller circle, so— “Your mother thinks that.” “Well, I don’t think she’s convinced.” Helios cackled even louder this time. “She’s just…floated the possibility.” “Stars a-fucking-bove. Why?”
tagging @goose-books @i-think-strange-things @snowinks @wren-is-writing @saltwaterbells and anyone else!
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snowinks · 11 months
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thank you @macywrites for the tag!!
first line tag
Ironbloods
This story starts with love, and—like all stories do—ends with loss.
Keyless Hearts
The last time Oraen's streets bathed in blood, it had been Varian's.
Firefly
When I wake, I find myself weakly buried—eyes blinking through softened dirt rather than the wood of a coffin, body twisted instead of neatly folded, and, of course, the mangled remnants of a bullet spilling from my forehead.
last line tag
Ironbloods
Kiraan frowns, picking at the skin around his fingernails: a bad habit he'd procured from when his mother disappeared, and one he can't find in himself to get rid of.
Keyless Hearts
"When are you going to start letting me into that brain of yours," Val jokes.
Never, he thinks vehemently, the word bubbling up through his esophagus and almost past his pharynx, before changing to a sweet, shy: "I'm not that interesting. Promise."
Firefly
Binyamin looks as if he'd rather tear me to pieces than escort me around their little makeshift town. Smart, however impractical the idea may be.
tagging anyone who wants to:) hehe
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snowinks · 11 months
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rr: sitting improperly in chairs cut
transcript under the cut:
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snowinks · 11 months
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thank you @macywrites for the tag!!
first line tag
Ironbloods
This story starts with love, and—like all stories do—ends with loss.
Keyless Hearts
The last time Oraen's streets bathed in blood, it had been Varian's.
Firefly
When I wake, I find myself weakly buried—eyes blinking through softened dirt rather than the wood of a coffin, body twisted instead of neatly folded, and, of course, the mangled remnants of a bullet spilling from my forehead.
last line tag
Ironbloods
Kiraan frowns, picking at the skin around his fingernails: a bad habit he'd procured from when his mother disappeared, and one he can't find in himself to get rid of.
Keyless Hearts
"When are you going to start letting me into that brain of yours," Val jokes.
Never, he thinks vehemently, the word bubbling up through his esophagus and almost past his pharynx, before changing to a sweet, shy: "I'm not that interesting. Promise."
Firefly
Binyamin looks as if he'd rather tear me to pieces than escort me around their little makeshift town. Smart, however impractical the idea may be.
tagging anyone who wants to:) hehe
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snowinks · 11 months
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first line tag.
tagged by @encrucijada !!
opening line of next day after dawn: The moment after the world as he knew it ended, Helios Saturnini started to laugh.
opening line of dearer than a friend: I guess I should explain why I never wrote you that letter.
last line tag.
tagged by @encrucijada !!
what i last wrote for next day after dawn: Then he bent down and snorted both lines off the table, because he’d done more than a good night’s work.
(not including the last line for dearer than a friend, because that was the last line of the whole book! spoilers <3)
i'll tag @wren-is-writing @goose-books @xiaofiaan @i-think-strange-things @saltwaterbells and anyone else in the mood!
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snowinks · 1 year
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[ID: a blurred photograph of a black cat with white mittens and throad running on grass, which is illuminated by setting sun. behind it is a text written in an old-school white serif font that reads: writeblr (re)introduction. /end ID]
𓇢 WHO
haiii. i'm Quail. or Hearth. or Meloe. any pronouns / 19 / spirit with a fox clay head / impact crater in the shape of a zoomorph / huh whuh
this is a reintroduction only in technicalities, because even though i made an intro for writeblr, i did absolutely nothing. fortunately i've since graduated hs, so now i can actually do stuff 👍🏽 yay!
𓇢 WHAT
i've been drawing and painting for longer than i've been writing, so this blog is a general basket of all things i create. my bigger writing projects are mostly worldbuilding-heavy fantasy, and these motherfuckes do take their time to develop. i also dabble in poetry-writing and short stories, which i do post here. usually. sometimes .
my recurring themes are an insight in culture, its artefacts and cultural dynamics, the human condition and how to navigate it, grief and love (intristically tied), the little rituals of everyday life that keep us together, gender, and post-colonialism.
𓇢 WHICH
i currently have two that are not on the backburner! if you're interested in others, i am inviting you to look at my desktop WIP page ^__^
CHAOS THEORY 🏗 ⚖ is a webcomic in works with a few novella / short story off-shoots. 𓇢 on a continent wherein the human has married the machine not so soon after she began her discovery of the surrounding world now grows a tumor of a nautical empire, slowly digesting the land alive with its dreams of Carbon and asciension to the higher self. a group of workers inside the so-called Furnaces decide to up the stakes, causing a strike aiming at the root, which might either swallow them whole... or who knows. ━━━━━━━
TEGUMENT 🧿🐟 is... it's own thing. a narrative with drawings and stories written in-between. set in a cassette-futuristic world and centers on insanily codependent lesbians who want to reach godhood as one, while also dealing with a growth spurt of fake idols and a growing gap between their identities.
𓇢 WHERE — miscellany
this is a sideblog: i interact from @burialcloth! i also have a substack where i will either crosspost things i post here, or my essays. we'll see: in all honesty, i should just polish (taki żarcik) my CSS + HTML skills and finally code that fucking neocities site i have. i love being tagged in things, dmed / sent asks :-) and if you'd perhaps like to be on a taglist for any of my projects just hit me up 'n i'll see you around u__o
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IRON AND GOLD — a netflix series
inspired by @coffeeandcalligraphy, @onomatopiya, and @encrucijada among others, i have made a netflix edit of iron and gold!
SUMMARY:
In 1920s Berlin, a disgruntled private detective is tasked with solving the murder of a young socialite and finds that there is much more to the case than meets the eye.
EPISODES:
The Green Eyed Man: August Bayer, a private detective, is tasked with solving the mysterious murder of an aristocratic socialite by his brother.
La Crème de la Crème: August and Alexander visit Philipp’s group of rich friends at a party in order to find possible suspects.
A Rival Most Unlikely: A new revelation causes August to investigate the truth behind Philipp’s one sided feud with a fellow journalist.
Berliner Blues: August’s problems eventually catch up to him as he realizes the case is much more than it seems.
With You I Shall Depart: August is back on the case. No matter what it takes, he is determined finally discover the truth behind Philipp’s death. 
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