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[sudharsanuniverse]

Poetry is an art of carelessly scribbled words. The outcome of neither neatly written nor carefully typed.

[fizzawrites]

[ailishsinclair]

Every so often I take a day off from writing... There’s a planned outing later this week, and I can just picture my characters’ reactions when they realise I’m not there at the keyboard. See what they do here: https://ailishsinclair.com/2023/04/a-day-off-from-writing/ #MondayBlogs #amwriting #WritingCommunity #writing #author #authorsofinstagram #authorsofig #writers #writinglife #writinglove #blog #blogging #fiction #desk #keyboard (at Aberdeenshire) https://www.instagram.com/p/CrIOb5KgSjE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[eissokaricen]

My Thoughts on a Rainy Day

[natipaintblog]

Spring postcard #women #springtime #postcard #modern #love #writinglove #postcard #flowers https://www.instagram.com/p/CngvRSaIfbW/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ao3feed-mfmm]

A dream comes true

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/n65fYW4 by Writinglove a small continuation of my story "Fantasy", I think the title already reveals more than enough ;-) So to all of you who haven't read "Fantasy" yet - you should do that first before you make the dream come true :-) Have fun reading! I hope you like the sequel Words: 2785, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Phryne Fisher, Jack Robinson, Hugh Collins, Dorothy "Dot" Williams Relationships: Phryne Fisher/Jack Robinson, Phryne Fisher & Jack Robinson Additional Tags: Vaginal Sex, Office Sex, Love read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/n65fYW4

[mellowlovez]

The good and the bad

Lady Lesso x ever reader

degration (kinda ?) , good girl , kinda iffy consent w kissing , suggestive of nsfw (kinda) , mostly just fluff I guess (I just want to be held shh)

After the happenings of the film, reader becomes intrigued by the dean of evil, and when Lesso decides to visit during the late night, things become unexpected.

A/N ,, first story on this new account yay, I've never written for Lesso before so please enjoy

The Dean of evil had her own way of being beautiful, one that seemed to catch your eye, how could someone so evil catch your eye in such a way? You craved the sound of her voice, you wanted her to look at you, wanted her to notice you. Still, it was wrong, how could a Dean of evil love an Ever professor? You felt like a silly love sick pup! Even though the two schools were adjoined now, it still felt wrong to love such a person. You were alone in your class, all the students long gone to bed, leaving you to prepare for the next class. The soft clicking of heels brought your attention away from your work to look up at who was there. When you saw Lady Lesso standing there, long coat long gone, white blouse sleeves rolled up to her elbow. "Evening ever," her voice rang low, soft lips tugged into a soft smirk as she eyed you.

You felt frozen into your chair, why had she chosen to visit you? Lesso wasn't exactly known for popping in to visit with others, so why you? "Evening," the words scraped against your dry throat, "how may I help you?" You kindly offered out your help for the Dean. The woman pulled away from the door frame her body rested against, soft clicking of heels ringing through the otherwise empty room with each step she took towards you. Oh you were just so kind, so sweet, something about you drove her. Perhaps it was the way you always seemed to crave for her attention, the way you'd go out of your way to do so. The way you always seemed so happy and proud when she did offer you her attention, or seemed to hate when others got such attention from her.

"Well ever, how kind of you to offer a hand, as odd as it may sound, I came here simply to see you," the clicking of heels stopped when she got to your desk. "Look up pet," the woman hummed out to you, and so, wide eyed you looked up at the other woman, had her dark eyes always looked at you that way? "Look at you, so in need of my attention how pathetic!" How cute. The words brought unknown feelings to you. The woman moved from in front of your desk, moving to stand next to you instead, carefully sitting on a clear area of the desk. You wanted to break the silence, however, your mind drew a blank as to what you should say, when your eyes fell, the harsh bark of the dean rang through, "I didn't tell you to look away!" Your gaze snapped back to her quickly, "good girl," she hummed, hand moving to grasp your chin.

Gods she was awfully close, and yet you wanted her to be closer, needed her to be closer. You inched closer, and as did she, an unspoken allowance of what was about to happen, while you leaned up to the ladies lips, she leaned down towards yours. Lips locked, and you could taste the soft tint of whiskey on her lips, the kiss was bruising, her teeth tugging at your bottom lip before she pulled away. "My my, ever, you taste so lovely, what else of you tastes that good? Would you like me to taste more of you pet?" The way her low voice ran through you sent shivers through your body, and quickly you nodded, a pathetic little whine from her words. Her lips planted themselves on your neck, her hand gripping onto your chin to tug your head aside, allowing herself to more of your skin. You could feel her teeth tugging, biting, claiming. Just as the heat between your legs made your mind fuzz, the lady pulled away from your neck, leaving a trail of bites and what would turn into beautiful bruises, marked as hers. You couldn't stop the whine that left your lips when she pulled away from your neck.

"Pet, come to my office in an hour, I have some things to finish up, and then I get my reward!" Her lips lingered by your ear as she spoke, "if you wish to show up, I'll give you all of my attention," she hummed into your ear. You hated watching her slip off of your desk, watching her stride out of your room, heels clicking harshly against the floor. You missed her scent, missed her lips.

The hour felt long, you had finally gotten the attention from Lesso you had wanted for so long, and now you couldn't get your mind off of how she felt, how her lips tasted against yours, your mind couldn't stop wondering what would happen when you got to her office. By the time the hour was getting close, you found yourself by a mirror, making sure your makeup and dress was all in order- you wanted to look perfect for your lady after all.

The walk to her office had your heart racing, it was so wrong for an ever to feel such feeling for a never, but Gods you wanted to feel her against you again.

When you knocked on the door to her office, your heart pounding harshly, "come in, ever," the lady called out, from inside the office, and you did as you were told, entering and closing the door behind you. "Come and sit next to me like a good pet, I have some final things to do." The lady was yet to look up as she spoke, and after she spoke, you looked for where to sit, there were no chairs next to her, surely she didn't mean the floor, did she? "Now pet, I won't ask again," the sternness in her loud voice got you moving, heels clicking as you hurried next to her. You didn't want to sit on the floor, you did want to be a good pet for your lady, and so, you slowly sat on you knees, looking up at her from where you sat. Her hand patted the side of her leg, "rest now pet," there was a kindness in her voice. You knew the lady had a soft side to her, no matter how much she denied it. You took the offer, leaning against her leg, melting into the softness of her thigh.

How long had you been sitting here for? Your body starting to ache. A hand moved to your hair, a soft pet before gripping it, pulling your head up to look up at her. "Awe pet, you want my attention don't you?" You couldn't tell if her words were mocking or not, her tone low and more babyish than needed. Eagerly, you nodded, the tug of her hand in your hair splinting through you as you moved your head. Her hand left your hair, thankfully, moving to grip onto your chin, thumb resting on your bottom lip, "well I did have plans for tonight, but I do think I'd prefer to hear your pretty voice talk to me." The lady hummed, resting into her chair with a tired sigh, "go on, talk."

"What about?" You questioned out, brows knitting together as you spoke.

"Anything- about your day, gossip," Lesso rested her head back, eyes slivering shut from the long day of work, her hand moved off of your chin, and your head moved back to her thigh, soft and warm. Her hand resting on your head. Such a good little pet.

And so, you began to talk, listening to the tired chuckles of the lady above, the hums and mutters as she tried to fight back the sleep, tried to give you the attention you wanted- you deserved.

[klrasmussenauthor]

I’ve Started Writing Again

It’s been awhile but I am back at it. And I am feeling good about what I’m writing for once. I got some projects to crank out and agents to hunt down to finally get one of my many books out into the world. Things have been stressful. Ending a long term relationship with someone I have loved and cared for the last six years has been mentally and emotionally taxing. All the while trying to still…

[ivylorraineg]

[sudharsanuniverse]

Top 20 beyond basic tips to improve your descriptive writing 💭✒️

1. Involve your senses in descriptive writing, appealing to sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell.

2. Integrate dialogues effectively to bring characters and situations to life.

3. Use metaphors and similes to make your portrayals more vivid and imaginative.

4. Experiment with unique perspectives or points of view to add a fresh angle to your narrative.

5. Create a strong sense of atmosphere and mood to enhance the overall tone of your piece.

6. Include suspense or surprise elements to enchant your readers.

7. Use symbolism to add layers of meaning to your writing.

8. Develop a consistent and original voice that reflects your personal style.

9. Play with pacing to control the rhythm and flow of your narrative.

10. Show empathy in your character portrayals to make them more relatable.

11. Build pressure gradually and release it strategically for a compelling storyline.

12. Blend humor to inje1ct a touch of personality into your writing.

13. Employ the "show, don't tell" method by allowing actions to reveal emotions and motivations.

14. Break away from linear storytelling with non-linear narrative structures.

15. Try different genres to broaden your writing skills.

16. Frame memorable and thought-provoking endings that leave a lasting impression.

17. Invent a strong opening and closing sentence for each paragraph to enrich structure.

18. Capture unique and conceivable dialogue patterns to make characters distinct.

19. Develop a balance between description and action to maintain a dynamic pace.

20. Use literary devices like foreshadowing or symbolism to add depth to your writing.

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[trustonlystars]

We love only how much we think we can, we confine it into small spaces and wonder why does it feel suffocated? While fear sits comfortably across these spaces, on the other side of the door. It takes courage to cross the door and reach for the other side. It takes truth, that only our heart knows to speak but how often do we hush it down? We don’t know love, we never crossed the door.

- trustonlystars

[christyannmartine]

❤ #creativewriting #writers #inspiration #writinginspiration #wordlove #writerscommunity #words #imagery #creatives #creativewriter #inspiration #author #writerslife #writerslifeforme #authorlife #authors #authorscommunity #lovetowrite #writinglove #poetry #poeticsoul #poetic #writingprocess #christyannmartine (at Toronto, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CH83YDFFLwI/?igshid=1nexrd9qrffae

[ao3feed-mfmm]

Together

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/AZNKFsg by Writinglove An alternative ending to "Unnatrual Habits"... I watched this episode again a few weeks ago and then apparently got a bit lost in romance...although I know the ending - it's always unbearable for me that the two just don't kiss... so here, the ending as I would have wished it :) And by the way, I only realized while I was writing this story that there is already a fabulous fanfaction on this topic. Nothing comes close to "Not always, Miss Fisher" by LeChatNoir1918. I thought about it for a long time and then decided to post my story anyway, maybe there will be one or two people who like it after all. I hope you enjoy reading it! Words: 2253, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Phryne Fisher, Prudence Stanley Relationships: Phryne Fisher/Jack Robinson, Phryne Fisher & Jack Robinson Additional Tags: Love, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Hopeful Ending read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/AZNKFsg

[divyankj]

Because after beer,

We need some poetry.

[artofwriting101]

Art of Writing

Words are symphony and writers are composers, they recreate and reimagine legacies.

As a writer, we constantly sketch and paint with words

We are multifaceted, observant people who should constantly work on crafting legacies with our skills.