#Writing is comunication

[longeyelashedtragedy]

i banged out another sestina in an inhumanly short amount of time. is it good? no! is it from the heart? absolutely. does it say things i needed to say? in its way.

i wish i could friends lock this tumblr, so i could feel free to post it. it becomes a little too obvious too quick what it's about, and honestly i don't need any bullshit from people who don't either fundamentally understand how my mind works (so like...1 person in the world lol) or care about me and have open minds.

the way people act in this world just grows more and more fucking exhausting.

[genderqueerdykes]

food for thought: even if a bi/multisexual person identifies as straight and a queer identity like gay, lesbian, pan, etc. ... isn't that still queer ? like you can be straight and queer. you can be straight and trans. you can be straight and aro. you can be straight and ace. you can be straight and gender non conforming. you can be straight and gay. you can be straight and a lesbian. that's... all queer. that's all very queer. it's... still queer. straightness can be very queer if you let it be.

[princessofghosts-posts]

Another day another occasion to talk about Nico's powers that got barely acknowledged in the books. Today we feature: the ability to transfer his memories through his darkness.

I know it was a plot device used to make Jason understand him better during their encounter with Cupid,and to make Bryce understand he messed with the wrong people,but that alone is a uniqueness to give to someone.

That some anime-shonen-type-of-power to have. The one you use to make them react to their life like they are in a fanfic and are watching/reading the original material. I don't think I ever saw something like that even in animes,or at least not in this way and not in the ones I watched. And I spent my childhood on those (still do).

And it's also pretty OP because the side effects on Bryce were brutals. He started to bleed because he couldn't handle Tartarus,and Nico had the strength to kill him off even in so much emotional distress. And both Reyna and Hedge felt sick to their stomach too,even tho Nico didn't want to involve them but it's a sign that it's an ability that can cover a bit of ground,and not only the person next to him. He did the same with Cupid and Jason watched (for real) Nico's whole life flashing in front of him in only a couple of seconds. That's sick.

And extremely impressive. Most of it was probably triggered by his anger and negatives emotions (read: do not engage with the son of Hades when he is angry) but it's still part of his power right? So he probably had this ability since the beginning (read: Rick added it only for necessity but for my sanity I'll ignore this) and it's just another one to add to his power list. He just is so versatile.

And if he tries to control it?? Instead of leashing out all of his memories/emotions,what if he can pilot them to make his enemy saw certain things to make them scered? Like with Bryce with Tartarus. But instead of them watching him in Tartarus,is just straight up Tartarus,as if they are there. And if he can exploit it,then maybe he can try to manipulate their own fears against them,making sure they go slowly insane and paranoid.

Mix this with his dream's manipulation ability and Nico can explode someone mind just because he want too. Decorate a bit with skeletons and ghosts popping out while they less they expect it and you got a masterpiece. There is so much potential here to use to terrifying someone that you can create literally everything.

[st4rnikka]

Fuck doomed Lansoni, I want my boys to be happy so I will give them the happiness they need and deserve >:)

Happily married Lansoni au!

Where Sonic stays in Camelot and ends up falling deeply in love with Lancelot, so they marry. The twist is that Sonic doesn't age normally because he was brought there through a magical book that has this spell that still connects the one brought to another world to age acorddinly with his actual world time, so Sonic is in Camelot for 70 years but still looks the same (70 years in Camelot equals 1 month in Sonic's world) but it's alright cause this is a good thing for Lancelot cause extra twist! He's half dragon and has an extended life span so he can live for 1.000 years, Sonic also has an extended life span because of the emeralds so no sadness here! They will die together😠. This au has another version where Sonic stays in Camelot till Lancelot dies and stays for some more to grief and mourn him and also to mentor their adopted son for a while as the new king, he stays there for 10 years to mourn him (that's the alternative ending), and when he comes back everthing is alright. BUT SHADOW IS LANCELOT REINCARNATION AHAHAHAHA YOU THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE SAD?! SIKE💥💥💥

He discovers this when they both find this magical mirror that shows you your past life, there is in fact a lil thing when Sonic looks in the mirror (cofcofocofchaosgodcofcofcofcof WHO SAID THAT?!)

Now to the main au, so Lancelot and Sonic adopted son grows up and becomes the new king, they are all happy but all this happiness disappear when an emerald from Sonic's world appears and forcefully takes him to his original world (cause he didn't go back with Nimue help, his friends decided to bring him back thinking he was trapped in another world) this all happens in front of Lancelot and he watches as Sonic is sucked by a portal while panicking lmao. Sonic is back but his husband isn't and sadness happens that is for a lil while obviously, Sonic with Tails help comes back, Lancelot is happy seeing him again (he was on the verge of using dark magic just to find Sonic) and they both go to Sonic's world, not without saying goodbye to their son of course. Lancelot is in Sonic's world and chaos ensues cause all his friends look at him and be like "YOU'RE MARRIED TO SHADOW?!"

Btw there is no Sonic confusing Lancelot to Shadow, only on his first month in Camelot he did that until he noticed the diffence between them both. Like Lancelot having different habits, taste, personality and a lil physical difference like his quills being slightly droopy and having more shinning highlights (Hot-topic wannabe but he's actually sweet). Sonic is not amused because in the past Lancelot had this insecurity where he thought Sonic only liked him because he looked like Shadow, they worked it out because when Lancelot told Sonic about it he was SHOCKED like "Tf you mean I only like you because you look like someone from my world?! You think I liked Shadow the way I like you??!! HELL NO!"

Anyway, the story would probably be following Sonic and Lancelots adventures together. And Lancelot having to deal with people how have a crush on his very charming husband, Sonic is doing the same, cause they are both very charming✨️

Sonic and Lancelot were actually planning to go to Sonic world anyway, they were just waiting until their son took the throne and things like that. THEY HAVE PLANSSSS����

Dats it, if someone transform both endings into a fanfic just know, I LOVE YOUUUU😭❤️❤️❤️

[bluespace-writer]

Seat saved for you

◇ Team Fortress characters 7th comic timeline and GenderNeutral!Reader - [platonic,family dynamic]

Your breath puffed in faint clouds, as the sun was slowly hiding behind mountains of snow. You walked through a neighbourhood, gazing at houses decorated on Smissmas with bright lights and other plastic holiday-themed decorations. You hold a small letter addressed specifically to you from your old friend, Scout, or now, Jeremy Willis, who was inviting you to join and celebrate holidays this year. You couldn't show up on previous ones, you worked alongside Miss Pauling, helping her get rid of even the smallest connection mercs ever had with the TF industry. You spend over six years helping them, just so they can live normal lives. After long years of destroying the past, you were happy to enjoy the future.

When you got that letter, you answered, promising to show up.

A cold wind was blowing the at back of your neck, as you slowly raised your hand to knock on doors. You waited, ready for someone to open them, tapping your foot over the wooden porch, in the meantime checking if you had everything on you, soon doors opened, and you couldn't stop smiling knowing you'd get to see them again, after seven years.

◇ ◇ ◇

"Oh hey! It's You !" Jeremy opened the door, welcoming you with a wide smile on his face "Get in here, you big dummy"

"Hello there Jeremy! I am late?" You asked.

Fortunately for you, they were just getting started. You put away your coat and presents you brought for others and change your boots, not wanting to dirty the floor with wet shoes. Scout led you to the living room from which loud sounds of laughter were heard. As you walked, you listened to your friend, thanking you for showing up and sticking around for so long. You sparkled with joy at every word he was saying, still in disbelief at how much this loud boy had grown.

"Alright c'mon before this gets embarrassin' " you smirked, knowing it kinda already did.

"Miss Pauling brought us a turkey! But just remember...-"

Both of you stepped into the warm bright light of the room, it blinded you for a moment, but when your eyes adjusted, you saw them all sitting around a large table with a smile on each familiar face. Not the fake one. No. It was the true smile of joy, happiness, freedom, ...of life.

It was something..... that even the most positive words could not describe.

"We couldn't' have done any of this without you."

...you?

You stood there, eyes slowly filling with tears as wide smile showed up on you face. You stared at Scout, who was pointing at saved seat for you, waiting for you to sit down and join them. You walked up to him...and gave him big hug.

"Thank you..." you wishpered, before letting him go.

You sat down, and noticed a man sitting on your left next to you. Was it-

"I see you finally decided to join us"

It was Spy. You tried hard not to freak out, or scream in joy, so you just cracked wide stupid smile.

Everyone started do what they did best, the started to talk loudly, asking you many questions about you job, life, family, everything! You were happy to meet in person their family members, little girl named Tanya was the first one to introduce herself and invited you to play with them. Other kids swarmed you like bee's, wanting all your attention to themselves. So did Pyro, who was holding your arm close to their chest, expressing how much they missed you. Fortunately you were saved by Heavy, who invited you for a drink alongside Medic, Demo, Engi and Sniper. Later Solider pulled you aside to introduce you to his children [with interesting choice of names] and his loving wife Zhanna, who gave you death threat if you try to look at her man in any funny way. At least she gave you strong handshake. Later Heavy's youngest sister Bronislava handed you over some pictures she took, from simple selfies to group photos with men you used to work with but never stop beeing friends with.

◇ ◇ ◇

Hours passed but for you it didn't matter. Time was not a thing when you were with them all, enjoying every second of chaotic energy they brought to this room. Scout was more than happy to see how you and his kids bonded, especially after you told them stories about how their father saved your life many times, how they beat up the bad guys and uncovered secrets together. For the little ones it was one check of a fairly tale, but for you it was your past. Then loud booming was heard outside, as sky sparkled with colors.

"Fireworks!" Kids shouted as they run past you, pining their face to the window and watching with aw how sky lights up on many different colors. As kids watched you sneak away, to join the adults in the living room, to take a break. Spy poured some water in your glass, and handed it to you with gentle smile. You took a sip and looked around, memories coming back to you. It was a long time ago.... wasn't it?

Well

This party just like every party will end, but memories from it will stay in your mind, sorry but you won't forget those nine morons in a lonnggggg time ha! Enjoy this party, even if you have to know it will end eventually, because this won't go on forever... but long enough to make fantastic moment that soon you'll be calling memories.

At that moment Scout rased his glass and shouted "Wishing you Merry Smissmas everyone!"

Team shouted with joy as you joined them, with bright smile on your face, feeling lucky to meet this team all those years ago.

[fortunately-cool-penguin]

The more 'evil' the whumper the more I want to see their downfall.

[sillyfriendssharingablog]

the way chapter 51 could have been the peak of phantom pain if it was actually finished...

this scene would have been so good if they at least added expressions...like seeing my lil boy Eli cry would have added so much more impact and depth even to his character

actually thank god it wasnt finished if I saw Eli sobbing like that I would have kms too

[brighthope4blog]

My thoughts are hell

I throw myself into sparks of light,

The hateful fog sinks me,

In shattered hopes...

I hear the angels singing a mournful song,

I burn and I die,

Like a star in a cold night,

I fade into oblivion...

I fall into the suffocation of the silken night,

And I let the longing drown me,

Saying goodbye to the burning star...

I throw myself into dreamy corners,

Black clouds hit me,

Crumbling me into dust...

And I turn into indifference.

I wrote this poem in a few days that weren't too good for me, at first I didn't like it but now that I looked at it again I realized that it's not that bad, in fact I got attached to the feelings it conveys.

As usual, if you have any advice, they are welcome🩷

[schmedterlingfreud]

🪼 Day [44 of 100] of Productivity 🪼

Writing: - Meduse a centinaia; Chapter 1 (... completed and posted!)

Posting this new work of mine, I officially post the longest chapter I've ever written (32,000+ words!)! ⭐ Like every start of publication, I find myself swinging in a mix of anxiety and trepidation. On Sunday evening, after posting the chapter, I was simply exhausted (I spent the whole day working on the revision), but at the same time so nervous that I couldn't even find a way to relax and rest, ahah. I hope that working on the remaining chapters (only eight, if my math is right) won't be so troubling, even though I already know that it will involve many intense emotions, considering the content of the fic. By the way, with this update, "Le Cronache di Portorosso" officially reaches and surpasses 700,000 words! I bet I will reach the Million, before finishing the whole thing... "Meduse a centinaia" won't be a fundamental story to the saga, speaking of plot, but rather for the development of Luca and Alberto's characterization. In fact, I hope to be able to show certain sides of their character and their relationship that have perhaps remained a little on the sidelines. An exploration of their most intimate relationship, maybe. There will also be elements of soulmate bonding, so I'm very excited to put on paper something I've never experimented with before. So many big words just to justify the fact that I wanted to write some smut. :P I really hope to have fun writing this new little story; and of course I hope even my readers will have fun reading and sticking with me on the journey of this new adventure. ( ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ )♡

Reading: - Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West, by Gregory Maguire

Listening to: Some Random Lofi Mix by the bootleg boy

Snacking on: Easter Colomba... I bought the one filled with custard (even if it's not properly traditional) because it's my favorite :3

Extra: Lately, my days have been so frenetic and full and chaotic that I'm barely aware of the passing of time and weeks; this Sunday is already Easter? Like whaaat? I can't wait to receive my Galatine Easter Egg. 🥚​🤍​

[garadinervi]

Sarenco: 'Avanguardia 70', Centro La Comune, Edizioni Amodulo, Brescia, 1970 [Fondazione Bonotto, Molvena (VI). A Balzac A Rodin, Paris]

[goodluckclove]

Scott and Edgar have two slightly different strategies when they are forced to explain their sexless relationship.

Edgar: "Well I think society definitely places an emphasis on sexuality as the cornerstone of a healthy romantic partnership, but when you really dissect that you start to think about the things a person might seek in sex and all the other forms of intimacy that provide the same effect. It's actually a really beautiful experience if you're willing to be curious about yourself and the person or people you're forming a partnership with."

Scott: "Sex is cringe!"

BONUS Edgar, but the inside Edgar that only speaks out loud when they are tipsy or very frustrated: "Shut up. Be quiet. If you had a fragment of the physical intimacy I get on a weekly basis you would weep so hard it would make you throw up. Shut the fuck up, you have no idea what you're talking about, I hate you."

[randomwriteronline]

"Come dance with us, Takanuva," Kopaka says.

Takanuva startles: his eyes fall on the Toa before him for a moment before turning again to the Ko-Matoran festivities. Further away from them Nuju looks thoughtful.

"I never learned any Ko-Koro dances," he replies, quietly, sheepishly.

"They can be taught," Kopaka just says without batting an eye, his welcoming hand extended.

It's familiarly cold when Takanuva accepts it.

He is pulled to his feet, but does not yet join the celebrations. His brother takes him a little to the side so their slowness won't be bothersome to those much more confident in their dancing.

"Your right arm," Kopaka instructs, showing him the right movement; Takanuva mirrors him. The Toa of Ice's gaze turns half-lid. "Right arm."

The Toa of Light looks down.

He quickly changes limb.

His brother nods.

Ko-Koro dances are rhythmic, harsh, heavy, powerful, Takanuva finds out as he follows along - like breaking ice into enormous blocks: motions that in Onu-Koro are lighter become heavy enough to sink in the snow, strikes that in Ta-Koro are faster turn slower to build up momentum, swings that in Po-Koro are more calculated appear sharp enough to cut through stone; they maintain a certain minute grace despite it, like certain Le-Koro leaps or the ways they move their hands in Ga-Koro, and the Toa of Light tries his best to imitate it. The songs they dance to are instead thin and crystalline despite the strict pronunciation of their dialect, their pitch high and strong like wind through the icicles as the Matoran circle the bonfire.

The warm glow flicks across the spectacled white mask with a brilliant flicker, and as Takanuva watches it entranced a thought runs through him - are Ice and Light not the same element?

"Very well," Kopaka praises gently, "Very well."

He fixes his eyes on Takanuva and sees him.

It stuns the younger Toa when he realizes it, just for a second: he sees him. He doesn't see through him, past him, before him, he just sees him - he sees Takua, he sees Takanuva, when it would be so easy to superimpose someone else on him, someone whose armor was also grey and white, who was not quite as he seemed, who was much more than what he seemed, if one in a way so different from the other.

(But was it so different, in the end?)

"Very well," Kopaka repeats with the voice he has when he smiles without showing it.

Takanuva straightens his spine.

Nuju breaks their concentration, chittering and chirping and clawing at the air: Kopaka nods, whistles something that sounds in intention like 'coming, Turaga', and kindly pushes his brother among the cheering Matoran who welcome him without questioning his presence as another song commences and with it another dance.

Takanuva stumbles, unsure. Kopeke pulls his arm and shows him how to start before his Ice brother can do so himself; Ehrye yells out the chorus to the song, to teach it to him, but he messes up a line or two in his hurry before he gets it right, and so it has to start again.

Kopaka sings, too. His voice is powerful, rolling out of him like an avalanche.

Takanuva just listens at first, dancing as best as he can, slowly forgetting to look at his feet and arms and starting to have fun. He meets Nuju's eyes: the Turaga smiles calmly, content.

He starts off murmuring the chorus so softly that he can barely hear himself, volume rising slowly with each repeat; at last he's bellowing it out, syllables a little wrong but voice clear, by his brother's side, dancing just like him, singing just like him, in a crowd of whites and azures and greys that reflect the bonfire's shining light into a thousand stars like quartz prisms, until his throat feels sore and he's stumbling and laughing while holding onto the Toa of Ice's arms breathless and so very happy.

"You're a good dancer, Takanuva," Kopaka smiles at him.

"Thank you, brother," Takanuva replies, and among the dozens of things he is thanking him for on the forefront are welcoming him in his loneliness, and seeing him.

[letswritestories101]

Writeblr, I intend to start a new story but first I need to know from you, when you finish what the hell do you do with them? I wanted to write to post on a Wattpad-ish type of site, but it turns out that there is no longer a site to post your writing with no strings attached. What do you guys do? Do you publish or save? Did I really want to put my story somewhere? (It's not fic, so Ao3 is not recommended)

[hubba1892]

[fwitoley]

wow, it’s been a while since i heard that song. it made me realize how much i hated it. It made me think about things i wanted to forget. It made me think about him.

i danced to that song with him. he twirled me around as we sang the lyrics at the top of our lungs, but even then we could barely hear ourselves. he looked down at me with a softness that made my heart flutter. i had to tear my eyes away so i didn't stare. he held me the way i always dreamed someone would, delicately but strong, and i knew i'd always be safe in his arms.

then things changed. i returned the awkward smile and hearty handshake agreeing to stay in contact as friends, but i couldn't bring myself to look him in the eye for too long. i didn't cry. i never cry. but i did feel a sort of emptiness as i watched him walk away. a stunned, numb kind of feeling that i just couldn't shake.

i convinced myself i could live without him. that i could find someone who would cherish me as much as i would them. but then i heard that song again. it hit me harder than i thought it would. than it should've.

Gosh, i hate that song. it makes me think about things i wanna forget.

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