#Words Into Potions

[mysticstarlightduck]

My Words Into Potions Intro!

The Event (@moon-and-seraph)

I'll be working on two WIPs this March - my goal will be to attempt to finish Enchanted Illusion's first draft and give Of Starlight and Beasts a good headstart!

Title: OF STARLIGHT AND BEASTS

Genre - High Fantasy (medieval) Adventure/Dark Fairy Tale (with a tad of romance, that's a subplot)

Summary - In an ancient enchanted kingdom, Corah, the daughter of their land's most renowned adventurer, seeks to become the best knight that has ever lived. However, after meeting a young man with strange magic and no memories lost in the woods, Corah finds herself thrust into an unexpected quest when the once-thought-dead Queen returns to enact her revenge on their peaceful kingdom - and now it falls to Corah and her mysterious new friend to prevent destruction from reaching their land, if she wants to achieve her dream to be knighted. But are things quite what they seem?

POV - Dual POV (for now?), with some occasional POVs from important side characters.

Lenght - Novel/Book

Tags/Hashtag - #wip: of starlight and beasts, #wip of starlight and beasts

WIP Soundtrack - Of Starlight and Beasts Playlist

Snippet/Excerpt -

[...] Corah climbed the sandy stone wall, expertly weaving her way up towards the broken ramparts despite the weight of her armor straining her arms. Her hands reached the ledge, and she was able to fling her leg onto the walkway, pulling the rest of her body upwards.

Taking a moment to catch her breath, she wiped the dust off of her hands onto her trousers, waiting for her friends to reach her. Arammys' sunny locks were the first to peek through the ramparts, though, in his struggle to get a grip on the stone, his hands nearly slipped - she lunged, grabbing hold of his wrist just in time, and helping him heave himself the rest of the way up.

Behind him, Eidan followed suit, pulling himself over the wall nearly effortlessly. Arammys stared at him, impressed and annoyed at the same time.

Turning around as the duo started to bicker, Corah rolled her eyes, looking down to the city below, the sprawling sea just barely visible through the white stone buildings was filled with trading ships from near and far, the sky seemingly filled with colorful flags and banners. But she knew better than to trust the city's apparent normalcy - the Crimson Queen's soldiers were already here, just waiting to catch them on the streets down below.

"We'll need to figure out another plan, it seems" She winced, sighting a suspiciously familiar hooded figure just out of the rampart's gate ahead. Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of her sword.

Just as she was about to back away, Arammys popped up beside her, not noticing the enemy just below. Corah pulled Arammys behind a pillar just in time before the person looked up, nearly spotting him. She whispered through gritted teeth, exasperated. "Do you seriously have a death wish?"

"I didn't notice that the guy was there!" Arammys replied, an indignant remark spoken through a whisper as he pulled the hood of his cloak meticulously over his head, obscuring his hair and face. He peered over the pillar, this time more carefully, onto the street below, noticing more and more of the Queen's men. "Gods, the city is really crawling with them. How are we supposed to reach the docks? They'll kill us!"

"No, they won't." Eidan broke his silence, motioning with his metallic arm for the duo to follow him, "I know a way in. But you're really not gonna like it." [...]

Title: ENCHANTED ILLUSIONS

Genre - Victorian-inspired Dark Fantasy/Mystery

Summary - The brutal war between humans and mythical creatures came to an end 100 years ago, with a peace treaty being achieved and the rival nations finally coexisting peacefully in the capital city of Ansburke. Now, however, a crooked secret organization - dubbed the Hemlock Society - seeks to plunge the city into civil war, preying on the prejudices left over from the previous centuries of warfare to feed the uneasiness between humans and Myths once more. Now, as tensions reach a boiling point, a group of misfits and outcasts must work together to thwart the Hemlock Society's dreadful plans before civil war erupts, in a race against time to save both the people of Ansburke and their own lives, as they dive deep into the world of intrigues and secrets that lay just beneath the city's perfect surface.

POV - 5 Main POVS, with occasional POVs from important side characters.

Lenght - Novel/Book Series

Tags/Hashtag - #wip: enchanted illusions, #wip enchanted illusions

WIP Soundtrack - Enchanted Illusions Playlist

Snippet/Excerpt -

Augustus and Harriet walked down the cramped alleyway, following their unexpected guide. Whilst the necromancer maintained his usual unphased composure - hands behind his back, chin held up high, relaxed smile - Harriet could not help but look over her shoulder once every few seconds. Every shadow seemed to be someone ready to jump at them, to drag them to the deepest bowels of this town and never return.

She pushed the intrusive thoughts down, scoffing at the outlandish notion. Still, the sky was unnaturally covered by smog - smoke continuously billowing from the foundries' skyscraping chimneys, mixing with the cloudy mist - and the lamplit streets were a cramped maze of shops, tents and intricate buildings, metal being the most prevalent sight. Nothing like Ansburke, she thought.

The quicker they find what they're looking for, the sooner they'll return home. And hopefully, stop this madness from unfolding. There was an unwelcome, fiery chill in the air and people bustled through the street around them. She inched closer to Augustus, their shoulders brushing - and tried to convince herself it was simply so she wouldn't get lost in this industrial maze, not to sate the pit of uneasiness that had taken hold of her chest since they reached the gates of the city. Ahead, the eccentric young man leading them whirled around.

"Alright, if ya guys wanna blend in and find out more about that scumbag of a Mayor, you'll need to get some local clothes - not that there's nothing wrong with," He gestured to their dapper attires, now slightly torn and dusty after their ordeal at the train ride, which stood out like a sore thumb when compared to the crowds around them "that, but you two scream 'Ansburke' just by existing." [...]

[heymacareyna]

Holly's Words into Potions WIP Intros

This March I plan to work on two projects! Count 'em, two!

Title: Sword's End — Genre: fantasy FF romance — Summary: In the kingdom of Avicia, elf princess Ravenna and human knight Elspeth pretend to be engaged to get Ravenna out of a bad political marriage and to get Elspeth out of her knighthood so she can become a poetic bard. — Length: ~25k novella — Current Status: barely-there outline — March Plans: write the synopsis, and maybe start drafting?? — WIP Hashtag: WIP: Sword's End — Fun Fact: this piece started life as a short story, and then I couldn't help myself. I needed to make a longer version.

Title: The Plus-One Contract — Genre: contemporary FF romance — Summary: Maryland woman hires a professional companion to be her date to a cousin's destination wedding where her ex is the maid of honor — Length: ~60k novel — Current Status: finishing the detailed synopsis — March Plans: start drafting! — WIP Hashtag: WIP: The Plus-One Contract — Blurb:

Gabrielle O’Keefe needs a wedding date, but that’s a tall order for a painfully introverted tech writer who grew up in a loveless evangelical cult. The only way she’ll survive her cousin’s destination wedding where her ex-girlfriend is the maid of honor is to hire Lady Sabrina, a professional companion. It should be simple: fork over some cash, fake a relationship for a week, and finally win her ex back. Except Sabrina Saunders is actually adorable, bubbles over with good humor, and makes the charade look effortless. In fact, unexpectedly, her extroverted presence helps Gabrielle mingle in crowds in a way she never could before.

Sabrina isn’t in this business for love. All she wants is the down payment for a house. After a childhood in poverty, she relies only on herself for her welfare; the last thing she needs is another person in her life, much less a client. As Gabrielle opens up to her, though, Sabrina struggles to maintain the distance she needs to keep herself safe. It turns out Gabrielle is loyal and even-keeled with an unexpected sense of humor, and she becomes a haven where Sabrina doesn’t have to entertain people or concoct complicated lies.

The mutual affection feels less and less false as the days pass. But Sabrina’s got a business to run, and Gabrielle’s ex wants to meet up. They’ll have to walk away from each other forever to maintain the safety of the lives they know…unless they can both mend the open wounds of their pasts in order to reach for something real in the future.

Interested in learning more about this writing challenge and maybe even joining?

Here's the Words into Potions introduction by @moon-and-seraph!

[forthesanityofstorytellers]

March Challenge WIP intro post!

So I'm participating in @moon-and-seraph's march challenge Words Into Potions (I love it so much, highly recommend you check it out if you're not already a part of it!) and I have a minute+brainpower to introduce the piece I'll be working on during the month, so here we go!

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Title: Midnight Madness (working title)

Genre: Fantasy (other-world/non-human)

WIP summary: The best I have is the badly summarized one: "Mentor is losing his mind because MC wants to go feral and it is A Problem" and really that's all I got so far. Lyra wants to run away, her mentor wants her to stay safe, constantly chases her to try and keep her in one piece while she wildly tries to buck the system, and whatever I had written as a summary before has kinda dismantled itself so...we'll see where it goes, lol

Learn more links: A more centralized glance at what I've got so far Spotify Playlist

Tags: rn I use either/both #Midnight Madness and/or #Lyra (most of them are tagged for Lyra really)

More under the cut!

Lyra Picrews (Feels like I should make an attempt to actually draw her out one of these days, lol)!

And have a bit of the opening as a snippet:

Lyra stared up at the open sky, watching the clouds drift on by. She wanted to be like those clouds. Free to soar in the open spaces. Not held down by rules or regalia or circumstance. Free to be whoever and whatever they wanted. Only tugged by the winds. “Princess!!” She grunted at the voice below, flicking a pointed ear as she tried to ignore the callings of her tutor. “Princess!” The calls were getting louder as they got closer, Lyra rolling over and grabbing at a blanket to try and cover herself so she wouldn’t be seen. “Ah, princess!!” “Aimoupon,” she shouted, to which her tutor let out a gasp. “Princess!” he chided. “Language!!” She pushed the blanket off herself and sat up, crossing her legs and looking down. “Don’t fret at me Qwkas. It’s just a word.” He frowned, rubbing at one of his ears as it quivered. “And where did you happen to hear this, ‘just a word’?” She flitted her wings as she waved a dismissive hand. “Just…around.” He raised an eyebrow. “Would it happen to be down by the waterfront?” Her wings flitted again. “Conversing with the workers?” Her ear twitched and she flicked it. “Where you’re not supposed to be?” She frowned and folded her arms. “My family rules these islands. Doesn’t that give me the right to be wherever I want to be?” He sighed. Rubbed at his ear again. “Of course it does. But the way of the outlanders is not our way and they must be held to station…which doesn’t include talking with–” He stopped talking, Lyra twitching her ears as she realized she was making faces again, mouthing the words with him. She smiled as the tips of her ears flickered up and down. “Sorry Qwkas.” She said it a bit forcefully, knowing that she would get in trouble if she kept it up much longer. It’s just that she’d heard the same speech a hundred times before and it never changed. Her tutor crossed his arms and stared at her for a moment. Motioned for her to come down, her wings fluttering as she lifted herself from the soft top of springy perch and flew down gracefully to land next to him. He sighed and brushed a bit of hair back from her face, tucking it behind her ear.

Looking forward to it!

[o-sunny-day]

very shotty comic I made in the Forgettable AU because I needed visuals to explain how adorable this concept is to me-

I thought about Wingdings asking Sans to ask questions for him because he literally couldn’t for the longest time 😭 then it just became habit in middle/high school

Then I also thought about Sans asking wingdings questions himself, cause asking the teacher was “embarrassing” but for some reason asking for Wingdings and never implying wingdings was the one that wanted the answer was completely fine

…I just love these 2 ill never get over it-

[jojo-schmo]

I'm updating my personal ref sheets and it's really hitting me just how SMOL Kirby, Bandee, and Elfilis really are compared to the rest of the cast.

[spookysalem13]

[the-meme-monarch]

i think my only real complaint abt gravity falls is i don’t feel like i was made to Care about the the people on the cipher wheel and therefore wasn’t really. made to care about Whatever the ‘stand on the cipher wheel and hold hands’ plan was. like yeah they don’t even end up defeating bill with that anyway and that’s fine to me ! it’s really interesting to me that The Prophecy doesn’t come to pass. but i feel like they just didn’t set up those stakes. they showed the cipher wheel like Every episode for a flash after the intro. i feel like i was Supposed to care. they’re Telling us these characters are important but then they kinda just Weren’t. i just think it would’ve been nice to have had episodes centering each of the other people on it to solidify what their place on the wheel Means. these were supposed to be the people destined to see bill’s defeat. i’m not certain most of them even know his name. we could have had a wendy centric episode

[lilithofpenandbook]

Snape: *makes it abundantly clear that we must not smell the potion*

Us:

[moeblob]

Anyway I think they should date.

[the-travelling-witch]

Hehe nice to see you're trying to get back into writing, Holly!! Can I request Reo Mikage from Blue Lock and the word "promise", please? Take your time!!

please, i've been trying to get back into it for months but my brain just won't let me (the way i procrastinated starting the timer for this was embarassing). i fear no man, but that thing [blank page], it scares me /silly

in any case, i hope you can enjoy this little thing my two braincells came up with!! also, how are you doing, my dear? ♡

𝐑𝐞𝐨 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞 - 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞

It was easy to lose yourself, to lose sight of the person you wanted to be. Reo knew this well. Not only had his upbringing always been overshadowed with the certainty of the future his parents wanted for him, but even in the sport that had given him freedom for a long time, he found that pretending to be someone he was not was still his strong suit. Countless nights had been spent staring at the ceiling as thoughts about who he was and who he was supposed to be tossed and turned in his head.

Those doubtfilled hours, however, were in the past. Despite what he was led to believe early in his life, sometimes being yourself simply was enough and could lead you down the best paths. The sleek silver band around his fourth finger was a steady reminder of this.

It wasn’t a wedding ring, nor an engagement ring. No, not yet. But it signified the promise you made to him, to love him for who he was, no matter what the world would throw at you, and that made it just as valuable to him. At this point, taking it off felt unfamiliar, his finger used to the gentle pressure of the jewellery. And in the rare case that he absolutely couldn’t wear it on his hand, he had bought a matching necklace chain he could loop it through. Dumb as it sounded, he just couldn’t bear to be away from the thing -and the reassurance it brought- anymore.

Familiar fingers intertwined with his, a matching ring twinkling up at him. You had once scolded him not to spend money carelessly on you, but as he ran his thumb over the worn metal, no part of him considered this purchase unnecessary. Even so, he should probably replace this ring with the one waiting in his bedside drawer soon.

After all, Reo had quite a few promises for you too.

1 character, 1 word, 11 minutes

masterlist

[sakialumei]

Lilith didn't even bother to hear his explanation, she was just ready to square up with that lady.

[annschic]

Okay, ✨here is my old arts✨, just if sb is interesting in such things (some of them I still like). It's like the second part, the first one is here , but sequence is not required😊

Some of arts from "Backgrounds marathon", I'm so proud of the first picture, it was so hard, but I made it✊ (june-july 2024)

Some Reference Drawings (to learn how to draw elements, and omg, it was so interesting and satisfying😌🫶) (june 2024)

Poison trio, it just my idea, I was so inspired by the art of microspheres in bottles and so on, so I decided to make a series of potion arts with women and inspiring phrases (2024-2023)

The first part is here

[elminx]

Elminx's Banishing Potion (Non-alcoholic and Boozy Versions)

This Banishing Potion uses the magical properties of Banishment and Protection that are often attributed to Black Pepper. It is best used as an adjunct to more intensive banishing spells that include black pepper as an ingredient- call it a way to apply your magic inside your body where it can do the fastest work. It can be used to banish the influence of a person on your life or to banish a particular habit that you wish to be rid of. The proof is in the magic, so to speak. Please add your own intent as is appropriate to your path where appropriate.

Black pepper (Piper nigrum) has a long history of being used as a protective and banishing herb that, if the stories are to be believed, has been used for this purpose since the Middle Ages. Although I have not found concrete evidence as to WHY black pepper is associated with these properties, I assume it's due to its fiery Martian nature.

You can increase the Martian aspects of this spell by performing this on a Tuesday or during the Hour of Mars.

The spell begins by crafting a Black Pepper infused simple syrup.

Black Pepper Syrup

1-2 tbs. Crushed Black Pepper or Whole Peppercorns 1/2 Cup Sugar 1/2 Cup of Water Mortar and Pestle (optional)

Because the main component of this spell is Black Pepper, I highly suggest that you grind your own peppercorns in a mortar and pestle if you are able. This is a great time to add some intention to this working - focus on what you are looking to banish from your life and really think about crushing it like you are crushing the peppercorns. Make that thing smaller and smaller as the peppercorns get smaller and smaller. Once crushed, you can turn your crushed black pepper into simple syrup by combining it with the sugar and water on the stove on medium-low heat until the sugar is dissolved into the water. You can attempt to strain out the pepper bits if you wish, but I personally keep them in the syrup.

Simple Syrup keeps in the fridge in an airtight container for 1-2 months.

Black Pepper Banishing Old Fashioned

2 oz. aged liquor* (I used Johnny Walker Red Label) 1/4 oz. Black Pepper Simple Syrup 1-3 dashes of Angustora Bitters (optional to taste) 1-3 berries or cherries** Rocks glass, Muddler Here we are following the traditional method for making an old fashioned. Add your fruit, the syrup, and the bitters into the bottom of a rocks glass and muddle them together - this is the primary place where you are adding your intention into the making of this drink. As mentioned above, I like to think about crushing whatever I am looking to banish from my life at this time. Add in your liquor, ice, and stir to combine. You can also use the stirring to confirm your intention - I like to be very clear here and state out loud EXACTLY what I am looking to remove from my life.

Drink and enjoy. Bonus tip: When you pee later, imagine the thing that you are trying to banish leaving your body and being flushed down the toilet for a bit of extra oomph to this spell.

Banishing Black Pepper Iced Tea

2-4 oz. unflavored black tea, steeped and cooled*** 1/4 oz. Black pepper syrup, or 2 taste 1-3 berries or cherries* Tea glass, cocktail muddler

Here we are following the traditional method for making an old fashioned. Add your fruit, the syrup, and the bitters into the bottom of a rocks glass and muddle them together - this is the primary place where you are adding your intention into the making of this drink. As mentioned above, I like to think about crushing whatever I am looking to banish from my life at this time. Add in your tea, ice, and stir to combine. You can also use the stirring to confirm your intention - I like to be very clear here and state out loud EXACTLY what I am looking to remove from my life.

Drink and enjoy. Bonus tip: When your pee later, imagine the thing that you are trying to banish leaving your body and being flushed down the toilet for a bit of extra oomph to this spell

*Any aged liquor will work for this spell. I've tried it with Aged Rum, Gold tequila, Rye, Bourbon, and Scotch. The smokey notes of the Red Label are a really nice compliment to the spicy of the black pepper but use what you would normally drink. ** Use Blackberry or Raspberry for the extra benefit of their protective properties to this potion, or cocktail cherries as suit your needs ***Any quality black tea will work for this working.

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[whoopseydaisy]

An addition to the cocktail chapter of the @worldsbeyondpod Unofficial Cookbook:

Honey With A Note Of Song

an absinthe wash (the green fairy, for your roots)

2 oz. rye (your liquor of choice, strong and spicy)

1/4 oz. pine and rosemary honey syrup (you cannot go home again)

1 barspoon of saline solution (for your first divine smite, where you found your breath once more)

1-2 dashes of peychauds bitters (because this is a play on a sazerac)

a grapefruit twist (a touch of the bitterness age has brought you)

serve in a glass reminiscent of a chalice

[sweetnnaivete]

not a big fan of seer pandora tbh bc people would take her seriously. she's scary and intimidating like that, she would command attention. not only that, but i don't see her as this very dreamy type of person prone to have prophecies. she's like evan, very clinical and science-minded. if i'm completely honest, i don't think she'd like divination at all.

sybill on the other hand is canonically a seer. sure, she doesn't have visions as much as she says, but she's still a seer, she's just a little crazy. and sure, we can ignore canon for fun. but i also think playing into her being a seer is interesting. unlike pandora, she doesn't really have friends, and she has no one to believe her. she is the cassandra of harry potter. she may not have clear visions, but she has gut feelings, night terrors, fever dreams. she sees everything around her in perfect clarity, but can do nothing, doesn't want to do anything, because she feels nothing but resent for the people who have made fun of her for years. who would believe her anyway?

[screamingwiththewolves]

HYDE IS GONNA USE THE TEMPORARY DEATH POTION SO HE CAN TALK TO JEKYLL IN THE MINDSPACE!