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devonellington · 2 years

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Thurs. Sept. 22, 2022: And It Ends in Injury

image coourtesy of Oimheidi via pixabay.com Thursday, September 22, 2022 Waning Moon Pluto, Saturn, Neptune, Chiron, Jupiter, Uranus, Mercury Retrograde Autumn Equinox Rainy and mild There’s a post over on Gratitude and Growth on the garden. It’s still been kind of in-limbo mild, although the nights are getting cooler. Yesterday was kind of all over the place, although it was reasonably…

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#admin #correspondence #Creative Ground #firework assault #Gratitude and Growth #injury #introductions #logo #Marekting Game #marketing campaign #script coverage #thunderstorms #Women Write Change

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inspisart · 11 months

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annoyed little schoolboy timmy

#tim drake #dc #ahh tim #your sporty boyish fashionable yet nerdy and somewhat sloppy fashion sense is challenging yet fun to try and capture #inspi art #from the sketchbook #been stuck in a perfectionism phase that’s robbed me of so muc creative joy for months and ground all my work to a crawl #so it was nice to break out the sketchbook and just chillax with some doodling to help me get out of my own way

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ghostly-cabbage · 20 days

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We need to talk about the worst thing about making AUs....

The fact that then when you inevitably think about crossovers you don't want the crossover with the canon you want it with your specific AU. Your brain worms, your circus, but THEN WHAT?

Oh, yeah, to understand this crossover you need to go read this entirely different fic/series? Girl help 😭 you can't do that

#high-key this post is about the genrex x dp crossover I started way back when and how I don't think i'll ever be able to go back to it #bc fae and I have literally put such a massive amount of work into f.h:s and fleshing out the world and how everything works and #the characters personalities and development that I genuinely do not wanna write something in the canon universe anymore #like f.h:s has become my default way of thinking about Rex in a creative capacity #we're here just to suffer but also experience untold amounts of joy you know #we're really lucky here in the phandom bc fanon is so prevalent that people are willing to get in on the ground floor with any #wacky crazy fun hcs you can dish out #and i love it here for that #but for the smaller fandoms its... you cant expect your readers to already have an understanding of your specific au and bible length hcs #anyway #in a low-key way this post is also about how #last month Fae and i went insane for several days about our gen rex AU version of Rex ina crossover with Murderbot and it was so fun but al #It was just for fun and for us YES but I keep thinking about and it's objectively hilarious to write something that is for a max of 4 ppl #When you really get to it tho it was actually for a max of 2 people and those two people are named Kei and Fae

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wandoffire · 6 months

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raineandsky · 1 month

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Hello! Would you write a Villain finding out that the city's bravest (Villain's favourite) Hero has an irrational fear. Domestic vibes?

...if it interests you ofcourse!

this DOES interest me i love this!!! thank you for the request, hope you enjoy :D

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Despite what the city thinks of them, the villain is not a soulless monster.

Now, the villain always enjoyed a good scare. A knife too close to the face, or a finger on a detonator, or a good old kidnapping. Easy scares, something that would scare anyone.

The hero is facing the villain’s guard dog, though, and the villain’s starting to suspect that their usual slight scare isn’t as slight as they intended.

The villain’s dog is a doberman, of course, with the teeth and the growl to match. They chose him because everyone’s scared of dobermans, and so far he’s done a pretty good job of keeping nosy heroes out of the villains business—because most heroes have the sense to turn on their heel upon seeing him.

This hero though, the absolute moron, does not seem to have this sense. They’re cowering on the floor and are decidedly not running away like they’re meant to.

The villain gives the hero a half-thoughtful nudge with their toe. “[Hero]?”

The hero’s gaze snaps up to them momentarily before settling back on their dog. “I-Is that yours?”

“Yeah.” The villain gives him an affectionate pat on the head. He’s too busy growling at the hero to respond. “He is.”

“Can you, uh, call it off or something?”

“He’s a guard dog, [Hero],” the villain snaps with a hint of exasperation, “I’m not meant to call him off, you’re meant to leave.”

“Okay, yeah, great, cool, yeah.” There’s a moment of silence filled with the dog’s rumbling. “I–I can’t leave.”

The villain snorts at that. “I know you probably worked very hard to get this far, but I can’t let you go any further. Nice try though, I—”

“No.” The hero’s voice is so quiet the villain barely hears it. “I can’t leave.”

Clearly there is a secret meaning in that. The villain can’t be bothered figuring it out. “It’s the, uh, it’s the dog,” the hero continues after a long moment. “I’m– I’m really afraid of dogs. I just freeze up when I see one, um…”

The villain can’t believe it. On any other hero, they would’ve struck gold with this. But this hero is one of the nicer ones, one of the ones that seems to have a sense of morality beyond the skewed moral compass the agency seems to drill into all heroes.

Long story short, this hero is one of the villain’s favourites. They can’t leave them like this—it’s embarrassing, for one.

The villain puts a hand on their dog. “Alright, calm down.”

The growling stops almost immediately. The dog sits, oddly polite, his head tilted like he’s just seeing the hero with interest for the first time. The hero looks back at him with no less horror than before.

The villain flops down next to them. “He’s harmless now, see?” They reach a hand out, and the dog snuffles his nose into their palm. “He’s well-trained. He only does things like that on my command.”

The villain gives him a scratch under the chin and his tail thumps rhythmically on the floor. The hero’s eyes don’t move from his face. “What’s, uh, what’s he called?”

The villain should’ve seen it coming. They could lie, maybe, but their dog would rat them out immediately. He’s too well-trained, goddamnit.

The silence stretches a second too long. “His name’s Tiny.”

Tiny’s ears prick up at his name. The hero blanches and accidentally catches his attention again. “You call that tiny?”

“It’s ironic.”

The hero watches in pained silence as the villain makes a show of petting him. They’re pressed into the wall like they’re hoping it’ll swallow them whole, their hands balled into anxiously white, tight fists.

Such a stupid name has clearly not done its job. The villain holds a hand out to the hero. The hero stares at it like the villain’s handing them a gun.

“I’m trying to help you here,” the villain says after another painfully long moment. “Give me your hand.”

The hero slowly—agonisingly slowly—sinks their hand into the villain’s. The villain’s grip snaps around their wrist so fast they yelp.

“Okay,” the villain says smoothly, “now you’re going to pet him.”

The hero’s eyes widen and their mouth moves in what is clearly about to be a sharp god, no.

The villain tugs them forwards before they can complain. Tiny bumps his nose against the hero’s palm hopefully. The hero’s breath hitches, their arm tense in the villain’s hold.

“Calm down,” the villain says, not unkindly. “He likes you, see?”

The hero finally shifts their hand to give Tiny a halfhearted pet. He leans into it avidly, his tail thudding joyously against the floor again.

A smile tries to break on their face, their body finally relaxing slightly. They sink into relief a little too easily, leaning into the villain a bit more than the villain’s willing to admit they like.

“He’s softer than I thought he’d be,” the hero comments. Their voice has lost that tense edge, thankfully.

“He’s a good dog.” The villain sighs and Tiny huffs back. “He’s done a great job of keeping your lot out.”

The villain finally lets go of the hero’s wrist to let them give him a scratch under the chin. “Until me.”

“Yeah, well, you’re a very weird anomaly. He was probably wondering why you weren’t hightailing it out of here like everyone else.”

The hero hums thoughtfully. “He didn’t bite me.”

“I don’t teach him to bite; he’s just here to scare. Maiming people I don’t like is my job.”

The two of them fall back into silence for another moment, though this one isn’t long or uncomfortable. The villain simply watches the hero suck up to their one line of defence, their breath a lot more even than it was before.

“Speaking of maiming people,” the villain continues, “we should get to me kicking your ass at some point, shouldn’t we?”

The hero laughs brightly, and the villain tries not to feel too relieved at the sound. “Yeah, I suppose so.” They get to their feet, shaking the ache out of their limbs. “As long as you don’t use your attack dog as an unfair advantage.”

“I already told you, [Hero], he doesn’t do the biting” — The villain springs to their feet excitedly — “I do.”

#creative writing #writblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writing community #heroes and villains #hero x villain #request #and thank you for the request as always!! always love yalls ideas #sorry it took so long D: i was literally sat here googling phobias so i could find one that would give the most Cute Moments #funnily enough its hard to have a Cute Moment when youre sobbing on the ground because theres a spider or something

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mamamoon92 · 3 months

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marshmcore · 4 days

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I saw this picture on twitter and i was like hell yeah *w*

#marsh stuff #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 fanart #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #sniperspy #knife party #bloody suit #old man yaoi #GOOD LORD #Its been a steaming minute since i drew sniperspy wew #IM QUITE SATISFIED WITH HOW THIS TURNED OUT #i need to get more creative with back grounds #and be less shy with shading #YET the lineart is good which im happy about #same with the coloring #starting to get used to digital

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jammatown919 · 6 months

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So according to the Have I Been Trained website, two of my older fanfictions have been used for AI training. To say I'm pissed is an understatement.

They may be fanfictions, but they're still MY work. My time, my energy, my emotions. They were not for someone else to take and use to contribute to this immense danger the livelihoods of creatives. And now I have to worry about literally everything that's on my Wattpad account potentially being scraped, because that's where those two were taken from. Fortunately it doesn't seem to have touched my Tumblr or AO3 at the moment. I think AO3 added something try to limit scraping a while back, but if this shit ever finds my Tumblr I'm throwing hands.

Before I go, quick PSA If you feed other people's work into AI, you're a thief and you are actively contributing to professional writers/artists losing their livelihoods. If you use or pay for generative AI that use work taken without consent, you're a thief and you are an active threat to the survival of creative workers.

If you're an artist, Glaze your work if you can. I heard someone made something similar for writing that I'm going to look into. If you use Glaze, consider Nightshade too, as it will damage the datasets your stolen work is put into to further discourage theft. I hope a Nightshade for writing comes out soon.

#anti ai #anti ai art #anti ai writing #FUCK WHOEVER STOLE MY SHIT #GENUINELY #FUCK YOU #THE FIRST BASIC RULE OF RESPECT CREATIVES HAVE IS DON'T BE AN ART THIEF #AI ART IS ART THEFT #I hope nightshade makes ai art generators unusable and I hope chatGPT goes bankrupt #which it may #it's lost so much money there's a prediction of it being gone by the end of 2024 #burn all theft-based ai to the fucking ground #it could be cool if the training data was willingly given and there were more protections for people's jobs but noooo people suck too much

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thepenultimateword · 2 years

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Short Prompt #57

The vampire shrunk back against the frozen hearth, their dying attempt at a fire trickling smoke against their ankles before another chill chimney draft snuffed it out completely. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone lived here. I was just…just…”

What? Fleeing? Hiding from the angry mob combing the woods for them? There was no good way to explain this to the person in front of them without being suspicious. And what would being thrown out get them? They weren’t sure they they could avoid the hunters any longer.

The cabin’s owner only continued to stare. They were mostly shadowed, but their stance wasn’t particularly afraid. More…watchful. Like a cat observing it’s prey before it decided whether to pounce. That made no sense though. The vampire was the one here with supernatural abilities and a thirst for blood.

“There’s a warmer room upstairs if you want it. Though I’ve never known a vampire to shrink from the cold.”

The vampire jolted. “How did you—“

“There’s an entire mob tramping through my gardens.”

Their voice resonated like ice water in the vampire’s already dead chest cavity, tone chillingly even and whetted to a fine point.

“Right…”

“Besides, you vampires have such a sweet smell, like rotting roses. I knew you before I even walked through the door.”

That…wasn’t…normal…

Their neck prickled with some sort of instinctual warning, but even if they saw a way out, they couldn’t just leave.

“Probably best if you don’t step outside anytime soon,” the stranger said as if reading their mind. “They’ve doused half the forest in rice. A waste if you ask me, but not the worst way to win a battle without confrontation. They may regret it when deep winter sets in though.”

The vampire swallowed. They imagined being caught in that endless, hopeless loop of counting, gathering rice for hours and hours until the sun crept up and turned them to ash.

They shuddered.

“So why the mass hunt?” The stranger said when they didn’t respond. “I haven’t seen a group like this in at least a century. What makes you so special?”

Wasn’t that obvious?

“I-I’m a monster.”

The stranger’s eyes flashed yellowish in the dark, a smirk creeping into their voice as they stalked in closer. “Honey, you’ve never met a real monster.”

Part Two

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devonellington · 8 months

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Fri. Sept. 8, 2023: Catching Up on What Didn't Get Done This Week

image courtesy of Elias via pixabay.com Friday, September 8, 2023 Waning Moon Pluto, Saturn, Neptune, Chiron, Mercury, Uranus, Jupiter Retrograde Sunny and Warm Did the heat finally break? Well, we had a storm and it’s a little better, but still too warm for my taste. Today’s serial episode is from ANGEL HUNT: Episode 66: What Niall Wants Niall shows up, making it clear to Lianna what he…

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majorproblems77 · 17 days

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Hi!! I just wanna say taking mini fic requests has helped me with my writers block and getting back into the vibe of writing, and I hope it helps you too :)

Could you maybe do Wars and Twilight being stupid and silly? They deserve to have fun

-crazylittlejester :)

Thats the hope haha. Thanks for the request! I can confirm they are having fun.

"So, What is it you wanted to show me anyway?"

"Just wait. It'll be fun."

The pair continued their walk. Making their way to the far edges of the rancher's world. "We are looking for small tracks in the walls," Twilight said, as he looked around.

"Like these?" The captain pointed to a wall with a track in it. Leading further into the canyon. And up the walls.

"Yes!" The rancher smiled as he dug through his bag. Pulling out a large object. "This is the spinner. And you are gonna have some fun with me." He grabbed the captain around the waist. "Just hold on to me!"

"Rancher What do you... AH"

Pulling the captain with him onto the spinning device sent it in motion towards one of the walls. The captain's grip tightened on the rancher's tunic immediately. As the spinner clung to the tracks as the pair of them began their travels along it. The rancher exclaimed excitedly as he gripped the captain tightly. Forcing the machine forward as the pair balanced.

"hold on tight!" The rancher felt the captain's grip on him tighten.

"I'm already holding on tight!"

"Wooo!" The rancher exclaimed as he pressed his foot into the device, forcing the contraption to expand rapidly leaping away from the wall and landing on another track.

They lept from wall to wall around a maze of tracks each jump making the rancher laugh.

Eventually, even the captain begain to laugh. "Woo!"

Leaping from wall to wall and around corners for some time until the sun settled into the horizon. The pair of them eventually came to a stop on a ledge above the canyon. An old chest left abandoned in the space. the captain leaned on it.

"Time is gonna kill us." The captain breathed through laughter.

"he can't kill us if he can't catch us." The rancher did too. Leaning against his knees and pointing outward with one of his hands in no particular direction.

And that. Made the captain really laugh.

#jester beloved #linked universe #corner answers with major #lu warriors #lu twilight #we need more spinner stories its an amazing piece of tech #i love it sm #ficlet requests #:)#man i am out of practice #linkeduniverse #writing #creative writing #when i tell you i spent a solid hour in the arbiters grounds just playing with it #beloved item #major writes #writing corner with major

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regal-bones · 2 years

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do you have a synopsis for curated curios? :3 The art looks super interesting!

Oh thats such a fun question!!! I guess I've never posted like a general synopsis before - lemme ramble!

Curated Curios is an anthology of short stories set in this fantasy universe I have built up. Each chapter is a short story from somewhere across The Continent, (which if you click here I have an interactive map of!) Some chapters are standalone short stories exploring the world, and others will contribute to an underlaying story.

Oh, also - there is an underlaying story. We follow the masked Curator and his crew on a voyage across the world. Having just rounded the first half of The Continent and braved the Western Deadlands (which if interests you, is a lil web novella you can go read for free right now!), the ship now rests at the southernmost tip of the Shale Flats. They follow the coast counterclockwise, on route to the warm wind from the north, and looking for a mysterious Her.

What are the intentions of this masked cult? Who is She? And what lies underneath that golden mantle...

And, I feel like I'm boosting this all the time, if you want to get a general vibe for the Curator's storyline, please check out this video!

But yeah, thats pretty much the gist! If you have a look through my tumblr I post pretty constantly about this universe in the little writings underneath my art. In fact, a few of the swords I made last month were from this story or the universe!

FAMILY HEIRLOOM - Redwood! This is quite an important sword

ASYMMETRICAL - The Curator's Blade

LANTERN - From the Island of Ghosts

CHAIN - A trapped Auramic Entity

SHELL - From Chiton

VEINED - From Marrun

WITCH - From the Pinelands

Also mainly for new followers (which, hello! thank you all for joining me!) if you like magic items, and want to explore this world even more there's 59 magic items I've made for this world, all usable in your DnD games! Going to add the mentioned swords above to this list when I get the time to write up their stats!

If you can spare a coin, this project is entirely funded by my Patrons, which is just £1! The first chapter is free! Click here!

And you can read the rest here!

Thank you for the ask, and sorry for this post ended up so big! If you ever have questions about the project, as you can tell I am eager to GUSH at a moments notice! Thank u again! <3

#i will utilise my degree in creative writing or die trying #but THANK YOU this was cathartic #and yes ! to all my new followers who joined over the month #hello hello! i hope you stick around!#maybe read a story?#but until I can get Sprout stuff off of the ground CC is on a little standstill #BUT maybe ill get one of the unrelated fun short stories out to you all soon?#want to explore the backstory of the veined sword 👁

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lllsaslll · 1 year

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“It was typical of Parker and his bullshit about the runway height*, whenever he got involved in the production side of anything Elvis did, he always messed it up which hurt Elvis' career. He came up with the idea of the satellite show for his own selfish reasons. Not just because of the money he made but this was his way of not having Elvis tour outside the U.S. because Parker did not want Elvis to do that without Parker travelling with him. . .” -Marty Lacker

#* during the planning for the concert director Marty Pasetta wanted the stage lowered from the usual 10ft that Parker kept it at to...#... give room for guards to stand infront. this was for aesthetic space requirements and technical needs for filming but the col threw a fit #..this lead to Elvis overriding his manager and instructing that he was incharge of the creative decisions #we love to see elvis standing his ground against the col #elvis #elvis presley #colonel tom parker #elvis and the colonel #aloha from hawaii #elvis history #marty lacker #the memphis mafia #elvis quotes #martys comments were written into an elvis fansite: EIN #70s elvis #70s shag carpeting elvis #elvis photos #my edits #my edit

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nocreativityfornames · 4 months

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I like talking about my ocs and I like hearing about other people's ocs, so let's talk about them because why the hell not ( part 1? )

Question, what was your MC doing right before they arrived in the Devildom for the 1° time? I'll start: Magnus was peacefully sleeping inside a bus while making their way home when they got summoned & pulled inside the Council Room, falling on the floor ( ouch ) in front of the brothers and Diavolo.

#“and this is the story of how I fell asleep and woke up in hell 😀”#I have this image on my mind of diavolo and the brothers' pov #just seeing them appear a few feet on the air and immediately FLOP on the ground and stay there #they were concerned fr #“oh my demons we only just summonned them and they're already dead!!" <- asmo panicking #imagine waking up from a fall not only in pain but also in front of a bunch of strangers - demons in fact - telling you that you're in hell #and that you'll now be living with a bunch of demons - Lucifer AND Satan included - for an entire year #Magnus was hoping for everything to be a dream so bad #but then they woke up the next day still at HoL with Lucifer waking them up and the realization came like...#“...Fuck. I'm actually in hell.”#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #omswd lesson 1 #obey me magnus ( my oc )#☙ no creativity for names ✾

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francesderwent · 9 months

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You once said that we moderns are “obsessed with creativity of a very particular sort, that is, creativity which is thoroughly creative, introducing sheer novelty”—and I definitely there is something to that. But lately some folks have been arguing that we live in a sort of decadence because we keep coming back to the same things (prequels, sequels, live-action versions, remakes) instead of doing new things—which is not 100% true because there are new things out there, but I still think there’s something to that argument. Do you see a way to “harmonize” both claims?

I’ve been thinking about this and I think that both are true because if you want to build your own brand-new castle in an empty field, and you’re looking around and there’s castles freakin everywhere, perhaps you start thinking that the easiest thing to do is buy someone else’s castle and burn it to the ground and then build yours in the same spot.

#or like if you want to build your own brand new castle and your producer or publisher isn’t sure whether you’re a good castle builder #they’d be like ‘at least build it on this foundation that we know can support a castle’#good creativity is recognizing that you’re always starting out IN somebody else’s castle #but you don’t raze it to the ground you just keep building up #towers upon towers upon towers #but there just aren’t any empty fields #you can either build an addition or you can come in with a wrecking ball

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