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a-fox-who-writes · 1 year

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Character snippets tag

@winterandwords you always seem to give me the best tag games, tyyyy :D

I'm sharing POVs of two characters from my WIP - The Stace Kelland Trilogy.

Astin's POV:

It took a while for me to come down to speaking terms with Avanna, and yet, every word I spoke clogged up my throat before I was able to cough it out.

Due to some very unfortunate circumstances, including ones where Stace had this sudden idea to interfere in Zenidus Clan missions - and me being her best friend tagged along - I was forced to work with that redhead. And we had to discuss matters. Important ones.

Surprise, surprise, we disagree on everything.

"I never imagined having to work with you again," Avanna said, her words dripping with disgust like venom from a cobra's teeth. If looks could kill, I would have died fifteen times since the beginning of our second truce.

Yes, fifteen times. I counted.

Kyle's POV

"What about us don't you understand?" I lashed out. I was out of control. She can't ignore this anymore.

"Kyle, relax," her voice shook, she wouldn't meet my eyes. "Please don't yell at me."

"Well, stop acting like you don't have feelings for me, then maybe I wouldn't yell at you!"

The silence around the room was deafening, occasionally broken by little sobs coming from Ava, which made me walk towards her. Ava never cried.

I took her chin in my hands, and tilted her face towards me. I wiped her tears with my thumb, the glistening blue eyes breaking my heart.

"Talk to me, Ava."

Tagging @mintyswriting, @bright-willow-ravine and @pens-swords-stuff if you'd like to try :)

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thedooristhebluecushion · 8 months

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This post goes out to our emotionally distant crotch rocket bisexuals & their emotional support himbos!

& let’s not forget our emotionally present if just confused scooter boys…

Between Us / Win & Team

Love in the Air / Payu & Rain

Kinn Porsche / Kinn & Porsche

The Lovely Writer / Tiffy & Tum

Not Me / Sean & White

To My Star & To My Star 2: Our Untold Story / Seo Joon & Ji Woo

My Ride / Mork & Tawan

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iamneosoul · 7 days

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Dont it feel amazing ?

#black women #neo soul #writers and poets #love poetry #poet thoughts #poetic #poetscommunity #blues #poetry #art #tum #tumblr girls #pinterest #black tumblr #artists on tumblr #thought daughter #thoughts

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dididems · 1 year

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The Deuteronomy Brothers~

Deut would have these pictures in his wallet, if he had one. They are all just barely into adulthood in these pics. Some more mature than others. And boy, these cat lads can fit so much trauma inside! Have that under the cut :)

So they’re basically just barely adults in these pictures. Think 18-ish in human terms.

Mac used to be proud of being the biggest and oldest brother. He held both Munk and Tugger not too long after they were born. He loved to show off his magic, creating the smallest flames for his brothers to warm themselves. He would use his magic in play wrestling too, which Munk unfortunately got the brunt of. He ever so slowly started to learn he felt more powerful the more he hurt the ones around him. And so he continued. At first it was unintentional, which slowly turned into deliberate set-ups to get as much of a reaction out of the others as he could. The frustration and hurt of others, it was… addicting. He could sometimes even manipulate cats to do something for him, whether they wanted to or not. His brothers were the easiest targets, especially Munk.

And everlasting, Munk grew to distrust his brother with a passion. He saw Mac taking kitten Tugger with him often. They were too fast for him to follow. When they would come back, Tugger would be upset and Munk was there to offer comfort. That cycle repeated for quite some years. Until Mac figured out the mind control. The buzzing, nauseating, static-y feeling was one he would never forget. He hoped one day he’d be able to snap out of it by himself. Tugger didn’t seem to mind or understand, but he was still so young, how could he?

And why did Old Deuteronomy never do anything about it? Surely he was a cat with more magical experience than everyone of them combined? Munk had once asked him this, after Mac had just been banished. He was met with silence. Better to never speak of it, then. Act as if nothing ever happened to him. Or his brother. Or the rest of the tribe.

The day Mac was banished there was a thunderstorm. No rain, just lightning and booming thunder, indicating the storm was close. Every time he had seen Mac over the last couple weeks, his eyes had been glowing. With what, he wasn’t sure. Old Deuteronomy had invited Mac into his den to talk. Munk and Tugger were in the kitten’s den, being watched dutifully by Jellylorum. In between the thunder, Munk could hear screaming and hissing. Despite his instincts telling him to stay away, he left a sleeping Tugger and went to look for his older brother and father. When he crept into the den, he was met with a terrifying sight; Mac stood over his father’s body, hands outstretched, filled with blazing flames. He let out a yelp, which caused Mac to turn around with feral eyes and focus on him. He realized too late his father was calling out to him, as he already felt the static and nausea set in. And this time, he wasn’t sure if he would survive.

What happened exactly is never spoken about. Old Deuteronomy’s den went up in flames and Macavity disappeared into the night. Munkustrap wasn’t hurt too bad physically, but he vowed to never have to experience magic ever again. Tugger was woken by screaming, his father’s den aflame and both his brothers gone. Days later, he would find Munk curled up underneath a broken bedframe. Not knowing what to do, he just curled up with him, not missing the flinch Munk made when he opened his eyes for a second. He was young, true, but he wasn’t stupid.

#rum tum tugger #munkustrap #macavity #deuteronomy brothers #cats the musical fanart #I just had to get this out #not a writer but I wanted to put my thoughts in this post #I know this concept has been explored before #there’s so much to think about #if you have read the wall of text and want to add or say something - please do #my brain is in Many Thoughts mode #dididems-art

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cancertified · 1 year

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The sight of you have me on my knees.

#my wip #quotes #quote #poetry #poem #dark poetry #love #exerpts from a book i'll never write #wip #personal #hurt/comfort #monologue #writing #writers of tum #poets on tumblr #love letters #web weaving #spilled ink #march

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herooffire101 · 8 months

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Hello, and welcome to the next day of Tuggerlurina week, Human AU! For those of you who remember last year I did mainly human au versions of Tugger and Bomba, their names were Travis and Beatrice. This fic does takes place in most of my versions of my personal human AUs, and was referenced before in my previous fics. So @jelliclekay enjoy!

This may have been a mistake to mix this.

Beatrice looked at the various bottles, glass, and plastic, in front of her. 3 bottles of vanilla Schnapps, a bottle of Bailey’s Irish Cream, 2 two-liter bottles of Dr. Pepper, and a collection of different Kool-Aid packets of various different flavors. As a 17-year-old, Bea didn’t want to talk about how she got the alcohol, but at least she was in the safety of her own place, living above the Heaviside Layer Bar & Grille, with her lovely boyfriend Travis. The child kittens she was (somehow) responsible for were having a sleepover with Mom and Dad in preparation for Electra’s first birthday (and somewhere deep in her mind something is telling her that this is going to be a complete and utter mistake and irresponsible of her but she isn’t listening to it, her impulsive and intrusive thoughts are completely in control). She looks at the shaker, jigger, and bar spoons, with the bitters as an afterthought. ‘Tonight, I experiment with making a mixed drink myself.’ She thought, with a slightly maniac look on her face.

Travis, upon coming into the apartment from the restaurant downstairs, noticed the collection, and Beatrice, asked his girlfriend one simple question. “Should I be worried?”

“Maybe. Maybe not. I wanna practice making drinks.” She said with a nonchalant tone in her voice.

Travis sighed. “Whatever, I’m game.” Travis sat down on one of the stool surrounding the kitchen island counter. “So, what’s your plan?”

“Somehow combine vanilla Schnapps and Bailey’s Irish Cream. I have additional things to see what works.” Gesturing to the collection, grabbing several glasses in mismatched glassware that they impulsively bought at the local thrift store.

“Do you remember that Electra’s birthday is tomorrow, and she expects that her momma is sober on her special day.” He reminded her, seeing how Electra is one of the kittens that she was responsible for (and Travis as well) and how well would mom react if both of them came to the party hungover. Travis watched as she deftly opened the bottles and measured out ratios of the alcohol, shook them, and then poured them out into one of the glasses.

“I’m not going to get drunk this time. It’s not bad cheap rum.” Beatrice swore, thinking of what Virginia, otherwise known as Griddlebone, subjected her to on the order of Mac after he assaulted her and brought her to his warehouse. Her left shoulder was a mess of badly stitched scars of a scratched in branding. Virginia poured one half of that bottle on her shoulder and made her chug the rest. Beatrice shuddered, and shook it out, taking a swig of her first attempt of the combo of schnapps and Bailey’s.

Several hours later

Somehow the sips of the different mixes turned into first a gulp and then shot gunning and taking shots of just combo vanilla Schnapps and Irish Cream of various ratios. There was…something that just hit Beatrice just right and being with Travis just made it wonderful. She felt the buzz of the alcohol, and it somehow made her emotions towards what Mac did to her dulled, and she liked it. She really liked the flavor combo of the schnapps and Irish cream. She and Travis were having a good time, and then she felt it. She really wanted to kiss Travis, kiss Tugger. She wanted to figuratively take him apart. So, she decided to impulsively kiss him, and he reciprocated, and it was a blur on how they got into their bedroom. The rest of the night was a complete blur.

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Beatrice didn’t realize her mistake until it was too late, first being woken up by Demeter calling her cellphone and Beatrice feeling the most painful of hangovers she has ever felt, and several weeks later. But, by that time, Beatrice accepted her lot.

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Yea, that was my idea for this. I'm open for asks for any of my headcanons and AUs.

#bombalurina #tuggerlurina #cats the musical #rum tum tugger #cats human au #cats fanfic #You can guess what happened #I'm just not the writer for what happens in the meantime.#tuggerlurina week

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urgetoease · 4 days

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Numbness

When your body gets numb,

you will feel like, you don't even exist

When your brain gets numb,

Tons of activities you are doing but no use

You can't even feel like, you are doing something

When you get numb,

Inside, outside, physically, mentally

No one but you only YOU have the ability to stand against it

Even tho, You feel nothing You still, have to exist.

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muskaanayesha · 2 years

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The comment sections of YouTube slow × reverb music makes me feel less lonely.

#jab we met #tum se hi #desi women #poets on tumblr #women writers #authors #poetry #spilled poetry #literature #poetic #writeaway #booklover #slowed music #reverbed

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theunchaineddiary · 6 months

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The Unchained

The Divulgence of the Weary

I am waiting for you,

I last saw you, during the season of when daffodils bloom. Everyday for decennial and so, dressing in amethyst and golden gown, holding aster flowers in my hand.

When I look up to the serenity of Selene,

I see it as its gleaming glow disseminates wonders in the night sky, My bonafide hope is that its luster shines through your heart, and fondles you with my fondest prayers.

I'm waiting for you buoyantly, with 'why?'s,

My love for you is like one as a moonflower. It glows in the gaping gloom. It radiates gloriously in the nub of nothingness.

Everyday I wait, everyday I hope,

You're like an aurora, exists day and night, yet arduous to find. Seeing you again is an auspicious grandeur from the standpoint of rarity and stakes.

I care for hope, I care for years,

I've dodged the advent of chances, relinquishing the rest of what's remaining, so I can keep you in my heart.

I keep waiting for you,

I see you from my stance, all along it's well-grounded until it gets blurry, and I see you no more.

I've been here,

sitting on the same pew, my gown is gradually fading between garnet and blue.My asters are now withering after many years of holding on.

I'm still here,

Incandescent playing of 'Nocturne' with my violin. Gawking back to the moon and to Sirius star as they seem are desolate in the ampleness of the night.

I don't ask why anymore,

As I go along with it, I feel like I'm becoming a tree in the land-like 'Tundra.' I feel like being stood by in frigid, for the presence of aurora. I never thought waiting could be tedious until I realized, nothing's eternity in Earth.

I swear you're my "puhon"

It's funny, cause I got comfortable longing for you, couldn't remember when I started to get sober.

Now, I am still waiting,

And waiting

Don't know up until when

But I wanna do

Until I can't bear it no more.

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bakecookieswritesmut · 6 months

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Cover reveal for UNDER A MONSTROUS MOON! 🤩

This will be a FREE eBook that collects the stories I've been posting to AO3 this month.

You can read the blurb (and content advisories) on my website, which will be updated with the download link when it's ready. I'll also reblog this post with the link, so follow for updates!

#halloween #halloween 2023 #original smut #monster lover #writeblr #writers of tum #self published #free ebook #ebook #free ebooks

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syedqumail · 2 years

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What complaints with enemies?

What to blame on rivals?

These snakes up in the sleeves,

We have grown them ourselves.

-Parizaad