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strawberrywinter4 · 14 days

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Just found out today that my friend posts fanfiction as well.

She told me, nervously, that she posts her writing. And I was like oh! me too!

And her eyes lit up, I’m saying, LIT. UP.

She was like… what do you write?

I was like… fanfiction.

And she was like girl…

ME TOO!

I asked where she posts her writing.

She whispered “Ao3.”

Girl…

ME TOO.

The duration of our conversation included giggling and talking about our fandoms like maniacs.

The best feeling is when you’re able to invite a friend into your secret world of fandoms and fanfiction.

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daedalusbirk · 1 month

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The first ten chapters of my new book, "Superworld", are out now on @Wattpad ! New chapters will be released daily starting tomorrow, Sunday, the 17th of March! Cover art by Kenderkoc on artstation .com (@ArtStation)! Book description: A Texas high school football star trying to clear his name. A Japanese detective hunts a serial killer while still grieving his missing daughter. An Indian diplomat's son is lost in a foreign land after his father's murder. A French painter seeks to foil the plot of a cyborg terrorist. All these disparate individuals share two things in common: they all possess superhuman abilities and they're all hunted by the same, sinister Shadow Government. It's just like your world, only...Super.

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wreete · 10 months

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And we laugh like soft, mad children

Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy

Jim Morrison "Ghost song"

#prose #spilled thoughts #bookish #poem #poems on tumblr #spilled poetry #english literature #authors #literature #books #not my own #jim morrison #doors #the doors #writumblr

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rosepehtels · 2 months

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using milanote for writing organization

i recently found this website/app called milanote and have been using it for organizing my writing project(s). i'd figured i would show you my organization in hopes it inspires you!

here is my homepage. everything is here organized so i can see it all at once. at the top i have my writing projects, the first board called "royal legacies" is my main board for my main wip series. then i have two boards for my standalones, and series books. these are boards that contains all my other writing projects i have not started on.

here is what inside that board looks like. each novel gets their own board to separate their information. the main board i'm focusing on is TOS(throne of shadows).

here is what inside the board looks like. each project's board looks a little different to switch it up. at the top, I have a collage board I made to help inspire me. then, i have my book cover(only a draft) and all my other boards.

here is what the wardrobe page looks like. i created this to help me visualize what the outfits the characters wear would look like.

here is the worldbuilding page. it's an absolute disaster atm and i'm in the process of reorganizing it.

for the characters, i created a family tree and colored each different family so I can visualize it. red is for the MMC's family, and blue is for the FMC's family. then, each board will be their own character board with all their information.

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goldiecastelia · 6 months

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Stella: *Half drunk* The truth is, I'm yours, all yours. Sorry I never said that soberly.

Beatrix: ... Say that again after two coffees and I'll be all yours.

#writing prompts #dialogue prompt #romantic prompts #fluff prompts #writing prompt #tumblr writers #writerscommunity #writlbr #writumblr #fate the winx saga #ftws #ftws prompts #stella of solaria #beatrix of eraklyon #stellatrix #stella x beatrix

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slxthserenade · 6 days

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I met you in February’s misty beginnings. When the grey still tinted the windows and the day never lingered on for long.

I met you and you were all stories and adventure. You trailed imagination, colours too vivid to ever fully seem yours. You spoke in borrowed words, expressions that never fit you quite right. A laugh too melodic, lingering for a second too long to be true.

In between the lines of each adventure you nestled yourself, took shelter in every thin turn of a page. Still yet bright-eyed, you picked out words from all fonts, colours, paragraphs, and strew your own stories. Every letter a heartbeat, every space a breath. Your veins are woven with lines upon lines, coursing with black as ink. You remain veiled all the words you wrapped around yourself, in place of warm arms.

But it was as if the sun itself had coloured you in all the hues of spring, filling in the gaps between each pore, running along each strand of hair. Dotting your eyes with specks of verdant grass, threading them with long-winding branches of auburn— a forest too easily lost in. All the shades of a meadow buried deep within the trees, scattering flowers wherever your feet go, a trail of colours in your wake.

My fingers could never grasp you. Not a portion of you was ever tangible in my hands. I won’t even attempt to get a hold of you. Spring passes just as quickly as it approached, in that stuffy room tinted grey with winter. And what else is left of it but fading memories, poorly transcribed colours and a smile far too vivid ?

(( You know ? The colder, carefully crafted brown of your eyes could never spread far enough to cover the surrounding tint of green that glimmers with near childish glee. ))

#al writing #not fandom related #writumblr #written for a boy I met for 2 day and didn’t speak a single word in person to #I like him too much please help #i’m happy i kept in that last scrap line because it was his favourite #im down horrendous #never assume you’re un-poetryable bc this guy i barely knew somehow became my muse #not even the best of my writing about him #someone hit me with a microwave

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novastellavox · 7 months

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Idk why but my writing philosophy has sort of become: Let the readers interpret things.... And I think I just want to write universes like H.P. Lovecraft... things that become so mystical that some people believe it's actually real

Let people make their own images, decide what it could/would/should look like... only to discuss whether the depiction fits the text... but the written text gives no answers about the true appearance

This is also why I write my texts in ways that seem like they're recovered scrolls from a time long gone, telling of the end in due time... or the diary of a sorcerer coming to terms with their powers. The chronicles of a small adventurer in an abandoned house.. Slice of life in a fantasy apartment complex.. and a description of a downfall of an entire civilization from the perspective of an archeologist in the far future... piecing together all the bits that caused godlike beings, magical fauna and flora.. different evolutionary branches of humans... and a form of magic to spring into existance...

My main inspirations being Horizon Zero Dawn, Fallout, Limbo, Rain world, Hollow Knight, The Office, Lovecraftian horros, the SCP foundation, and creations from my own mind.

There are so many stories I want to tell.. but so many I have not written.

#I'd love to craft some #lovecraftian #universes #pun intended #anygays #all the tags #writumblr #writers of tumblr #horizon zero dawn #hollow knight #limbo #fallout #rain world #the office #scp foundation #creativity

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the-great-potoo-bird · 10 months

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My brain, coming up with scenarios for the story:

Me, trying to write:

#writing #writers #writeblr #writumblr #writer struggles

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bafflement · 9 months

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Meet The Writer

Hi, I'm Bafflement and I'm a writer. :D I tend to post mostly RWBY writing at the moment, but that doesn't mean that's all I'm writing! My inbox is always open for requests, whether poetry or prose, it's all good practice!

#writumblr #requests open #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #intro post

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strawberrywinter4 · 22 days

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The fact people write fics that could very well be award winning novels is insane.

Like—they write this for FREE. FOR FREE.

You beautiful bastards, I love you.

#writerscommunity #ao3 writer #ao3 #ao3 author #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #fics #case fic #fic writer #fan fic related #fan fic update #fan fiction #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #writing community #writing stuff #writumblr #fandoms

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daedalusbirk · 2 months

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I would like UK writing/artist friends on Tumblr please 😢

#uk #writing #England #Scotland #Ireland #Sheffield #Birmingham #Liverpool #authors #artists #Glasgow #Edinburg #wattpad #wales #Cardiff #Southampton #original fiction #book #writumblr #London

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nicoletwiner · 24 days

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i want to go HOME. i want to WRITE. i need my COMPUTER.

#part 2 coming soon #writing #writeblr #writblr #writumblr

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sheisblackangel · 9 months

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darylsgirl · 2 years

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Mac - Red Canyon Fan Fictions

Mac's Girl

Summary: Following the same story as the movie, You go to Cainville Utah with your 5 friends for the summer, Thinking it would just be a nice summer riding dirt bikes and drinking. Little did you know the sick twisted man known as Mac has his eye on you and is going to make you his.

Word count: 9.6k

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#red canyon smut #redcanyon #daryl dixon fanfiction #mac red canyon #norman reedus characters #norman reedus fanfic #norman reedus smut #norman reedus #smut fanfiction #daryl dixon smut #mac x reader #smut fic #writumblr

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butwhyduh · 1 year

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I just want all writers to know how unrealistic it is to have someone go into a small town to hide from people and succeed. I live miles from town and I stopped at the gas station and someone told me to say hi to my mom and someone else noticed I got new tires. They will INSTANTLY notice if you are a new person in town. Everyone will be watching you. Especially if you seem shady. I think it would be interesting if someone tries this and fails in the story.

Like the villain was thwarted by Cathy, the neighbor who brought over a casserole on his move in day and who hasn’t had a new neighbor in 20 years and [redacted because it actually gave me writing idea].

Or alternatively the victim moving into town and the townsfolk notices she’s on the run so they help her out because bless her heart and [also redacted for ideas].

But you get my drift lol

#writing #writing prompts #writing ideas #writumblr #small town things

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slxthserenade · 6 days

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My youth teachers have often spoken of Abraham. A great figure, a servant worthy of being immortalised down in the lines of the Holy Word. Thursday church, I listened and lowered my head once prayer time had come.

My grandmother often recounted to me the tale of Abraham. Admirable, valiant, God-loving Abraham. Curled up closer into the thin sheets of my grandparents’ bed, I listened and sang along with her the hymns of prayer.

My mother has always loved the story of Abraham. How enduring and faithful of a man he was, never once relenting in his trust in the Lord. The Lord’s closest friend. Morning gathering of our family, she smiled at the open page of Genesis. Seated beside her, curled up into the hard cushions of our living room, I lowered my eyes onto the Word and continued to read.

My father has always preached the life of Abraham. The man tested by God, with a faith so unshakable that he was was willing to give all he had to the Almighty if He were to ask. All he had. All he had, even his own progeny. Sunday church in a small village, Abraham stood upon a low pulpit and announced the time for prayer into a faulty microphone. Between my uncle and my mother, seated in the middle of a rusty wooden bench, I lowered my face in prayer. Had their eyes not been closed in devotion, they would’ve seen the tremble in my hands.

Saturday nights. My father lays awake, writing verses down into a white sheet, preparing to preach on the pulpit tomorrow morning. He only ever needed the verses, never notes or anything of the like. His words have always flown as smoothly as a running river— not a wink of hesitation for those who are filled with the Holy Spirit, for they are the spokesmen of God himself.

‘Abraham chained Isaac to a sacrificial altar, raised the knife against his son without a shadow of hesitance. For his God. For his God’s test. Would you do the same ?’ My voice didn’t sound like my own.

Not a word had flown from his lips. Only a breath. “God knows. God knows exactly how to test His servants. God wouldn’t give them a test too difficult. He knows best what’s in our hearts. God is merciful. Only God knows my devotion to Him.” An uncharacteristic, broken litany, a shaky, unfamiliar stream of words is all I received from my father.

Indeed, a broken, whispered litany is all the lamb-eyed Isaac received when climbing the mountain alongside his father. A broken, tearful litany is all that his father had uttered when the knife grazed Isaac’s chest. A broken litany muttered with closed, fear-stricken eyes, a prayer from a servant to his God, never between father and so-called beloved son, a broken litany to the Sun above. Salvation, salvation and mercy, he begs. Heaven has granted you salvation, father. But your sickly progeny lays yet still, impaled to the earth through a single, festering butcher’s knife. After all, who ever wonders how the unknowing lamb ached, when the blade plunged into its angel-stained wool ? Salvation, my Lord, he yells again. And not a single prayer for my pains, not a single apology, not a single ‘I love you’, not a single—

‘What do you say to joining me tomorrow on the pulpit ? Remember your verses ?’

Of course I recall, I had them memorised by heart, Genesis 22:2. Tomorrow I would join him on Mount Moriah. Had Abraham’s eyes not returned to the open book of Genesis and to his white sheet of paper, he would’ve seen the tremble of my chest.

#al writing #not fandom related #writing dump #shoutout to lei #religious trauma #goes insane #inspired by that time i asked my dad if he’d do the same as abraham and he didn’t respond #which is arguably even worse than telling me directly that he would #ANYWAYS #writumblr #poetry #???

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