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why write a story if no one's going to read it?
Sometimes you don't want to share a story with others. Sometimes you do want to share it, but no one clicks on the title. So why bother writing it down if the only person you can guarantee will read it is you?
You need to get it out of your head. It just keeps replaying in your imagination on a loop and the only way to get it unstuck is to pin it down on paper.
You need to figure out what the story is. You have a lot of disjointed scenes or lines that you know are connected but you can't quite figure out how.
There's something in the story that's important to you, and you don't want to lose that thing by forgetting it. Future you might find that thing important too.
You want to be able to go back to the story again and again. Maybe to make adjustments over time. Maybe just to revisit a story that gives you the emotional release you need in that moment.
You want to be able to use text-to-speech to read the story aloud to you. Maybe it's a bedtime story. Maybe it's keeping you company while you do errands and chores.
You want to find out whether you can write a story (because not everyone can).
You want to be able to have almost the same story, but a little bit different, and you want to have it 15 times with slight variations. Then you can go through your own personal menu picking exactly the combination of beats that will satisfy you most on this reading.
You enjoy the process of finding just the right words or phrases or scenes to paint the pictures you want to shape the scene.
You want to find the exact rhythm and syllables and structure to make a sentence really sing.
You don't really have any particular reason, but you know you want to write that story down.
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i would've fucked so hard as a court jester in ye olde i would've jangled my balls and done a little dance and sang my silly tunes i'd be so good at my job. alas i have to be on tumblr instead which is like a poor imitation of it
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All of my work is rated M or E (18+ only. If you’re under 18 this isn’t the space for you) and is ofc or xfemreader unless otherwise noted. Mind the tags. No use of y/n. You can also find me on ao3. My Misc. Masterlist is here and Star Wars Masterlist is here.
I do not give permission for any of my work to be translated, reposted, or plugged into AI.
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Aemond Targaryen
they say I killed you (haunt me then) - Aemond x ofc Wylla Karstark | in progress | Wylla Karstark is content with her life in the far reaches of the North, happy even. She has everything she ever thought she needed. Until Aemond Targaryen tumbles from the sky, abandoned by his dragon and left at her mercy.
Paper Crowns - mafia au | Aemond x ofc Viserra Velaryon | Completed | Viserra Velaryon has never buckled under the weight of her legacy, of all that she stands to inherit. The oldest daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen, she has always understood her place in the world, in her family. But when her grandfather passes, leaving behind an incomplete will and a bloodthirsty widow intent on securing her children's inheritance, she finds herself in the middle of a war that she isn't sure how to fight. Her enemy? The boy she once loved, the man she's learned to hate.
Iron and Ash - When he looked at you it was as if he had peeled the dress from your body, the skin from your bones; you had never felt more bare than when the prince gazed from across whatever room you were in, his eye fixed on you and you alone.
You've Got My Body (Flesh and Bone) - Her violet eyes crashed against his like waves against a rocky shore and the mismatched jewel tones of his gaze had her feeling dizzy; she could just make out her reflection in the facets of the sapphire he wore in place of his right eye. Without thinking, she raised her other hand, tracing the line of his scar even though she knew he couldn't feel it beneath the knot of roughly healed tissue.
Shimmer - He was hot to the touch, as if he burned with fever, and you supposed in a way, he did. He burned for you, he burned in the way that only a dragon could, with the same fire that you felt heat your own
Daemon Targaryen
When It Comes To You (My World Is Deep Red) - “Is that what you seek? A great love story?” she asked with a raised brow, dismissive of the notion that Daemon Targaryen would be swayed by something so simple as that.
Meet Me In the After - Daemon Targaryen x oc Sabitha Blackwood | upcoming | The realm holds its breath as Queen Aemma approaches the end of her pregnancy. The king proclaims loudly to any that will listen that she will finally give him a living son, an heir, and all around him rejoice. But Aemma knows, after two stillbirths, three miscarriages, and a son lost in the cradle, that Viserys will not get his wish. Dreams plague the queen, dreams of fire and blood and a dead boy in a cursed crown. Sent to court to attend Queen Aemma two years prior, Lady Sabitha Blackwood is privy to all the queen's fears, to the anxieties that plague her daughter, Princess Rhaenyra, and the pressures of court that eat at her dear friend, Lady Alicent Hightower. Stuck in a loveless marriage with a husband who grows crueler with each month that passes without an heir of his own, Sabitha finds herself preening under the attentions of the king's brother, Prince Daemon Targaryen. As the two fall deeper into a torrid and dangerous affair, the worst comes to pass.
The queen is dead, the king's heir with her, and all eyes fall on the young women closest to her. Will Rhaenyra truly be named heir? Why do the king's eyes follow Lady Alicent? And what does Sabitha know that puts her in the gravest of danger?
Salt in the Wound | completed | There was a reason they said the Targaryens were closer to gods than men; it wasn’t just their dragons that held them separate, that held them above. No, it was the way that once every handful of generations, one came along that held the ability to tear the world apart with their bare hands, to rend it with their teeth, to melt it down and attempt to recreate it in their own image.
evening star | in progress | - A queen, locked high in her tower, a rose in a glass case.A knight in the form of a sharp tongued, silver-haired princess.A violet-eyed villain who speaks like a lover. Alicent has hardened herself against the promise of a gentle touch. Daemon has learned to taste love in the blood he licks from his blades. And Rhaenyra, lost in the fog of her father’s neglect, finds that she is the tie that binds. What does it mean for the realm when the Queen in Chains, the Realms Delight, and the Rogue Prince come together to create a light in the dark?
Jacaerys Velaryon & Helaena Targaryen
For the Love of a Princess - “Your fascination with me will be your death,” she said, arching up toward him, his shaky exhale ghosting over her face. She had no idea why she said it, though surely her mother would call for his head if they were caught, a replacement for the eye her desperate bid for justice could not procure.
The Conquerors (Visenya, Rhaenys, and Aegon I Targaryen)
Afterlife - She was not the wife he had wanted. He was not the husband she had wanted. All that connected them was lost now. “It should have been me.” The words came out in a whisper and Visenya wept.
Aegon II Tagaryen
Lips Like Lightning (Skin So Sweet) - This moment was just a miniscule light in the dark. But any light was better than none. Tomorrow she would leave, heading home to Volantis to start the new year back in her real life. And Aegon Targaryen, whoever he was, would go back to the people in the pictures.
heaven is not meant to house a love (like you and I) - Aegon Targaryen and his wonderful, fantastic, very good day. A they say I killed you (haunt me then) outtake, set one year before the main story. A birthday gift for @emilykaldwen
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The Many Names of Lady Wylla Karstark - they say i killed you (haunt me then)
I have been ruminating over the idea for a set like this for so long (waaaay before I even had an inkling of an idea of how to gif) and I was absolutely inspired by the incredible title set that @moireia created for her oc, Alyssa Snow.
Haunt Me is finally nearing the end (how are there only five chapters left?!) and I'm just so grateful for all of the support that I've had along the way - @jadore-andor and @emilykaldwen, I'm looking at you. Go read The Maiden and the Drowning Boy by Nat and check out Allana Tyrell, Mare's ASOIAF oc, if you want that good Aegon II content.
I will never not be in love with Wylla and Aemond and their romance and the family they built and held on to despite all the odds being stacked against them. If you've been along for their wild ride, thank you!
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Actors Roundtable | Off Script With The Hollywood Reporter
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Meet the OC: Lizzie French
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Fandom: Once Upon A time Series link: TBA Storybrooke Name: Elizabeth French  Fairy Tale Name: Lizabeau Nickname: Lizzie, Cari (by Owain, short for 'cariad' - Welsh for 'love') Face Claim: Zooey Deschanel Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue Height: 5’5”/166cm Storybrooke Occupation: Deputy in the Sheriff’s Department Fairy Tale Occupation: Defender of the Troll King; Queen alongside King Owain Husband: Owain Lawgoch of the Red Hand/Councilman Owen Kendrick Family: Moe French (Father), Belle French (Sister), Colette (Mother, Deceased), Rumplestiltskin (Brother-In-Law); owned by the Troll King Kids: None
Fairy Tale Bio:
Lizabeau grew up with her mother (Colette), father (Maurice), and younger sister (Belle). Lizzie often got into scrapes protecting people, like her little sister, from bullies. Her parents did their best to get her to stop fighting, but it was all for naught. Even as a child, she had this innate sense of justice and nobody was going to stop her from protecting those who needed it.
She would also find ways to get out, despite her parents attempting to keep her safe from the Ogres. Lizzie was never afraid, just full of curiosity and a thirst for adventure. One day on one of her outings, she was taken from her family by trolls, who made it look like she’d been taken by Ogres. Her parents searched far and wide, and when they found signs of an Ogre attack, they were devastated. They vowed to protect Belle from the same fate.
The Troll King’s army taught her how to fight to defend his kingdom alongside other kidnapped children. As an adult, Lizzie feigned loyalty and remained with the trolls to keep others safe, people she considered to be her brothers and sisters. She did her best to shield people from the Troll King’s punishments, hiding acts of rebellion and taking the blame for things she didn’t do to redirect the punishments.
One day when she was patrolling the beaches, she saw a man out in the water and rushed in to save him. This man was Owain Lawgoch, ruler of a far off kingdom. Owain had been injured in a battle at sea and thrown into the water, drifting on debris from the ship. Lizzie kept him safe and took him somewhere the trolls wouldn’t find him to nurse him back to health in secret. As time went on, though, the pair found they couldn’t deny their feelings and fell in love.
As soon as Owain was better, she urged him to leave and, while he agreed, he swore he’d return with an army to save her.
Owain was true to his word.
On his return, he and his army - with Lizzie’s help - liberated the captives and defeated the Troll King.
Lizzie and Owain were married as they helped return the captives to their homes.
Storybrooke Bio:
Lizzie works for the Storybrooke Sheriff’s Department as a Deputy, alongside Graham Humbert. She and Graham get along well, and Lizzie considers him to be a good friend. While the job is mostly boring as not much happens in Storybrooke, she’s happy to be protecting her community and those she cares about. 
The only downside is when City Council President, Owen Kendrick, visits. Owen is dismissive toward her and only speaks to Graham about his business. The pair often end up fighting if Graham’s not around.
In her spare time, Lizzie works as a lifeguard with the Storybrooke Volunteer Lifeguard Association and enjoys quiet nights at home where she can get engrossed in her favourite books. She rarely visits with her estranged father, Moe, who she blames for her sister’s death.
Tagging: @munstysmind @andromedalestrange @thebejeweledwatercat @curiousdamage @dream-beyond-the-fantasy @arrthurpendragon @bardic-tales @chickensarentcheap
Please let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist
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OC question: Has anyone ever claimed any of your OCs as their child? How'd your OC feel about that?
Hi!
Wow, that's a loaded ask.
No, no one's ever done that (so far at least 😋). If that were to ever happen, I think my OC would feel flattered, as long as they already had a strong bond with that someone.
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Last Line Challenge
Thank you @late-to-the-fandom for the tag! I do appreciate these.
Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like).
I gave real thought to opening up my current wip and dropping the last line I wrote in that . . . but it wouldn't have been honest. I'm working on a slutty one-shot I plan on posting soon. My last line written . . . is in the slutty one-shot.
Okie.
Sugar & Heat fd Doom pairing John Grimm/Reaper x f!oc
This was no lanky, soft-bellied college co-ed. Her military-elite was a man in his physical prime; a male who was sexually aroused and had every intention of doing something about that.
In a stunning rush her body responded and she relished the inferno precisely for its burn.
Tagging: @twofacedharveydent @poemfreak306 @erraticrandomficwriter @jayloxoxo @valdrinors @thecharmedburrowspn-files @cecexwrites @elejah-wonderland @wordspin-shares @yuzukimist @chickensarentcheap @randomestfandoms-ocs
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Happy (Belated) Birthday, @daughter-of-melpomene!
aesthetic for Alaric Ryker, who seems really cool! i can't wait to learn more about him!
taglist: @eddysocs @ocappreciationtag @foxesandmagic @wordspin-shares @veetlegeuse @raith-way @oneirataxia-girl
psd
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Daisy Boyd, Riverdale + a moodboard for every oc (147/?)
tag list: @akabluekat, @arrthurpendragon, @bravelittleflower, @foxesandmagic, @juliaswickcrs, @kendelias, @kingsmakers, @nixdragon, @ocs-supporting-ocs, @starcrossedjedis, @sunlitscribe, @villain-connoisseur, @waterloou, @wordspin-shares
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Word Search Tag Game
I was tagged by @wordspin-shares ^_^ Truly, thank you!
Also, it's coincidence that three-out-of-four are from 'Anthem of the Angels' lol I searched my other stories, I promise.
Rules: Something along the lines of 'find the four assigned words in your WIP(s), post the relevant snippet, and assign new words to those you tag.'
My words: blue, knife, wait and dress
Anthem of the Angels (fd Arrow) Chapter 9 - Diamonds and the Price of Emeralds
Henry Stohl was a man of medium height, medium build. Brown hair, dark eyes – closed, now. In a wrinkled blue gown, hands laid down by his sides. He was breathing without the help of machines.
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Anthem of the Angels (fd Arrow) Chapter 3 - Until Death do they Part (Part 2)
The cut to Oliver’s answering smirk was so sharp he might have delivered it on the edge of a knife. "You think I'm the Hood?"
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A Red Sun Rises (fd The Originals) Chapter 1 - Bourbon Street
Cool trembled beneath my skin, soothing the fevered heat of midsummer in Louisiana. I met Elijah’s piercing dark gaze, a coil of suspicion slipping past the deceptive warmth of familiarity.
“Were you waiting for me?”
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Anthem of the Angels (fd Arrow) Chapter 2 - Until Death do they Part (Part 1)
My dress was from Vera Wang’s White collection.
A flattering corset gown with embroidery clusters and tiny seed-pearls cascading like iridescent stars over my hips before melting into the smooth skirts of my wedding dress.
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Your words are lost, distance, road and height!
Tagging: @arrthurpendragon @raging-violets @jewishbarbies @the-witching-ash @margoshansons @ceruleanmusings @poemfreak306 @elejah-wonderland @eternityunicorn @mabonetsamhain @bisexualterror @cecexwrites @thecharmedburrowspn-files @saiilorstars @starcrossedjedis @valdrinors @mimikoflamemaker @starsandstormyseas @shewhowillrise @chickensarentcheap @cevansbaby-dove @twofacedharveydent @megandaisy9
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Thank you @wordspin-shares for thinking of me ^_^ I do love these!
Just because I'm not updating, don't assume I'm not writing lol I'm making fair progress on the stories I plan to publish (when I'm ready).
Glass Arrows Book 1 of the Glass Arrows trilogy Arrow/Resident Evil
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Leon was there.
Equally strong hands caught the arm and cracked it with an almost careless twist. The fingers went lax, and I slipped out of its grip.
“Who knew you could scream,” Leon muttered with a lethal calm.
I hissed through my teeth, “A dead girl grabbed me.”
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. . . and then the window exploded.
tagging: @arrthurpendragon @raging-violets @jewishbarbies @the-witching-ash @margoshansons @ceruleanmusings @poemfreak306 @elejah-wonderland @eternityunicorn @mabonetsamhain @bisexualterror @cecexwrites @thecharmedburrowspn-files @saiilorstars @starcrossedjedis @valdrinors @mimikoflamemaker @starsandstormyseas @shewhowillrise @chickensarentcheap @cevansbaby-dove @twofacedharveydent @megandaisy9
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