#awkwardplantwrites

[awkwardplantwrites]

WIP INTRO / TO TELL YOU EVERYTHING

title → To tell you everything

genre → Lesbian Romance, Epistolary (told through letters), Short Story, New Adult, Drama, Slice of Life

tropes  → Pen Pals, Fluff, Strangers to friends to lovers, Modern, Cottagecore, Adventurecore, Mutual Pining, Long Distance Relationship

POV → 1st Person (with some 3rd limited)

status → First draft complete-ish, 11k words/30 pages

major themes → Friendship; purpose in life; career; family; self improvement; change vs tradition; overcoming fear; finding happiness

looking for alpha/beta readers! please send an ask if you’d like to be added to the taglist!

taglist: @firesidefantasy 

[theoddcryptid]

Tagged by @awkwardplantwrites! Thank you new friend!

Rules: bold what applies to you

side a - the city

glittering lights, yawning skyscrapers, broken glass shards, street gangs, hip hop music, late night strolls, blinking stars, sleek cars, flickering neon signs, glittery earrings, small tattoos, empty subways, dark eyeshadow, snapping cameras, cozy apartments, fried churros, silver necklaces, dyed hair, ripped jeans, bright lipstick, dazzling smiles

side b - the book nerd

large glasses, steaming hot chocolate, thick books, lofi music, hot pastries, soft smiles, large sweaters, quiet libraries, small flowers, melting candles, sweetened coffee, messy hair buns, soft pillows, fairy lights, vanilla scents

side c - the stereotypical girl

soft pinks, mini skirts, crop tops, romantic fantasies, love songs, strawberry milkshakes, lip gloss, high ponytails, candy hearts, nail polish, starbucks coffee, clear skies, hoop earrings, excited ramblings, stuttering heartbeats, rose bouquets, soft blushes

side d - the stereotypical boy

arcade games, graphic t-shirts, baseball caps, chocolate milkshakes, messy rooms, acoustic guitars, chocolate chip cookies, multi-colored bruises, rap music, nightly escapades, stolen glances, pencil-drumming, chocolate milk boxes, low hums

side e - the nature hippie

mini plants, cloud-watching, star gazing, damp forests, sandy beaches, ocean waves, wildflowers, hiking, iced lemon tea, gardening, hippie music, buttered toast, birds chirping, multi-colored leaves, evening sunlight, fruit cups, sundresses

side f - the rebel

cherry lollipops, devil hand signs, grape-flavored bubble gum, rock music, killer boots, dark make-up, horror movies, denim jackets, switchblades, handguns, stargazing on rooftops, glowing cigarettes, large headphones, skull rings, converse shoes, graffiti murals, glowing moonlight, rose thorns, fishnet stockings

side g - the winter

busy cafes, oversized hoodies, drizzling rain, small snowflakes, marshmallows in hot chocolate, loose hair, sad music, reading a book, blanket forts, frozen lakes, crackling fireplaces, old movies

side h - the summer

tank tops, lemonade, sunny days, dripping popsicles, short haircuts, tinted sunglasses, cotton candy, amusement parks, traveling, blasting music on the car radio, wagging dog tails, large sunflowers, snow cones

side i - the autumn

pumpkin lattes, warm bakeries, warm colors, hair braids, soft sweaters, colorful leaves, purring cats, dark chocolate bars, romance movies, soft music, zentangling, vintage cameras

side j - the spring

floral scents, peach tea, mint shampoo, tinkling laughter, video cassettes, colorful paintings, excited smiles, lollipop sticks, blooming flowers, melting snow, action movies, singing in the shower

Tagging? If you want to: @phahbiyah @zelandiangelo @its-not-fine-but-whatever @magic-is-something-we-create @inexorableblob and if you aren’t on here and want to go ahead!

[the-finch-address]

Last Line (Tag)

Rules: Write the latest line from your wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line I'm doing these all at once with a handful of lines most recently written because I was tagged by... @thistlebloomed, @kg-willie, @henrike-does-writing-sometimes, @magnoliaash, @kellenheller, @squid-scribe, @de-profundis-ad-astra, @shadow-maker, @awkwardplantwrites, @somealienquill, @sharraus, @moononherwings, @the-deciphered-narrator, @wolfsong02​ @oh-no-another-idea​​ these are all from The Dog Yard because it’s what I’ve most recently written

- - - And in that moment we traded bonfires for cigarette blunts and oceans for any drop of water that reached for us like we reached for the tug of the sea. - "Pray, then."  I snarl, "Pray until your lips go numb and your tongue ties itself into a knot.  Pray until there’s nothing left to say.  I’m the only one listening- not any god, not any guardian angel- and I don’t give a damn about what you have to say.” - "Judas, Judas.  Will you betray me?" - "Where are the ropes?" "Ropes?" Seventh replied, a grin imagined behind the mask, "No such thing here, boy.  You fall against the crowd, you’ll find out what happens." - “They say eyes say a lot about a person.  Brown eyes, for instance, they’re supposed to mean compassion, kindness, patience--” “That’s dumb,” I scoff, “You’re no better than those people reading horoscopes and cards, letting that shit determine what you think of people will just get you into trouble.”  Farrow cocks an eyebrow, smiling cheekily, “You want to know what blue means?” “No.” I answer quick, “I can not emphasize enough how much I do not care.  ‘Sides, if anything they’re more of a gray--” “Thunder storms, smooth rocks, clouds in the winter,” “--stop it! Don’t romanticize me.” - “You don’t trust me?” Seventh asks, mock offense painting their words, “Or is it something else that keeps you at a distance?  Do you fear that you’re dreaming, Judas?  Do you fear my very existence?  It’s commonplace for you people to deny us, I take no offense by it, if you don’t believe in angels.” “You’re no angel.”  I pry myself from their claws, freeing my chin from the sharp hold. Seventh only smiles.  “No?”  They breathe, voice like sweet poison seeping into my bones and vilely inhuman, “ᴛⷮhͪeͤn woͦuͧldͩ yoͦuͧ cͨoͦns͛iͥdͩeͤrͬ mͫeͤ aͣ goͦdͩ?” - “What are you running from, sweet thing?  Your shadow hasn’t any fangs or claws, yet still you hide away, cowering from it.  Are you afraid one day it might swallow you whole?” - (cw; gore mention) “Oh, you think you’re untouchable,” Farrow spits, “Did you ever stop to ask why Seventh took you in, gave you a home like a proper spoiled dog?” “Shut up!” They’re too close too close too close. “They don’t give a shit about their hounds.  The last one stepped into a ring without a single fucking chance, and Seventh let them.  Encouraged it, actually!” “You’re wrong,” too close too close, “You’re just jealous, and a lair. You’ve always been a lair.  Seventh wouldn’t--” “He bled out in that ring, Judas!  The poor man took an axe to the chest, cleaved ‘em straight through from the collarbone down, his ribs sprung open like the mangled bars of a cage.” “You’re wrong.”  The floor sways beneath my feet, stars dancing, my fingertips going numb, “You’re wrong, you’re wrong, you’re wrong!” “I’m not asking you to believe me, Judas, ” they scoff, “I’m just asking you to listen.” My head swims through a galaxy.  I think I might drop. “You’re next.” - Dirty walls of cement and fading paint, the taste of sweat in the air. Fluorescents act as a guide-- the ones still operating, the ones that aren't and the flickering few in between--it's all nothing if not telling. You don't come to a place like this expecting luxury, but if you stay long enough you might find something you weren't looking for at all. - "Are you hurt?" Farrow pulls away. The absence stings more than their touch ever could. "No," I manage to choke out. 'Just not a fan of contact' I think, 'Not used to a touch that isn't looking to harm'. I don't say either, and I regret it. I always somehow regret it. "Oh," they say after a moment, going still. They don't try again. - "Contact with the other fighters outside these rings is strictly forbidden." Fifth warns, "If you're found in violation of this rule there will be consequences." "Like, legally?" Shirley scratches the back of his head, looking indifferent to the scolding like it isn't his fault we're all here to begin with. He's quick to shrink back when Third shoots him a glare. The tired Saint straightens in their seat. "You

know what we're capable of. I'm sure if you concentrate you can figure out what might happen." Snickers fill the room, met with his narrowed gaze and reddened cheeks. - Strength is different here. No amount of brute strength will keep you sane when the Saints get into your head, and by the time you realize their depth, by the time you understand that you are drowning, it's too late. Your feet scramble for land and find only shadow. It's up to you to figure out the rest. - Havard's fist grasps for my collar and shoves hard. My shoulders burn, the pain flaring like wings across my back. I bite into my lip and don't make a sound.

- Angel does a full spin and lands a couple feet from Fifth, who looks more amused than half the room. "Having fun?" They coo with a tone that is so gentle, so kind, it ties my stomach in knots. "You're supposed to be practicing, lovely." Pouting now, Angel crosses their arms. "I was practicing, but I'm tired, so I'm taking a break." "Tired girls shouldn't be spinning about, then, should they?" Their tone never falters from something careful, but the warning is there all the same, concealed behind an easy gaze and a gentle hand. Angel does not flinch when Fifth reaches for them, leaning, instead, into the offered touch. I bite my tongue and taste jealousy, hot and bitter, but I know this charade won't last. All Saints are the same. - "Are you tired?" Farrow asks. "Always." "Close your eyes, then. The world can't reach you here." - - - And that's a wrap! I'm not tagging anyone because there's a whole lot of words here and that's. yeah. So consider this a free tag!

[lavenderhummingbird]

last line tag

i was tagged by @awkwardplantwrites to post the last line of the wip i’ve been working on

since i am still in outlining/the prewriting phase for soft to the touch i guess i’ll do my fic

here it is my latest line in Hollow Inside: a Steven Universe fanfiction

Steven remained silent, hands clenched around his knees, his knuckles grew white with strain. The ache of his hand grew as he tightened his grip, bones cracking under the pressure. This was the final straw, days of hiding his fractures had finally gotten the best of him. 

is this good? its part of the draft but still  you can check out updates for it in the masterpost here

i tag @elysian-chronicles and @suhoism !! have at it !!

[bookenders]

17 Questions Tag

Tagged by @sleepyoceaneyes! Thanks!

It’s been a while since I’ve had time to do blog things, so here’s a reintroduction of sorts:

Answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you want to get to know better

Nickname: You can call me Marlee, or anything you want to shorten from bookenders, or whatever, really. I don’t really have any nicknames.

Zodiac: Taurus

Height: 5′5″

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Last thing I Googled: “celtic battle cries” (but for class: “puce.” We had a bit of confusion in class and needed to know if it was greenish or purpleish.)

Favorite Musicians: Go! Child, ELO, Queen, Led Zeppelin, Amanda Palmer, The Smiths, Florence + the Machine, Janelle Monae, Prince, etc.

Song Stuck in My Head: “Honeybee” - Steam Powered Giraffe

Following: 476 (wow I thought there were more?)

Followers: 1299

Amount of sleep I get: I’m being militant about this this year. 6-9 hours on average each weeknight. I average out around 7.5.

Lucky Number: 26

Dream job: Novelist, editor, or linguist. 

Wearing: A soft red cardigan, jeans, black boots, black tshirt, Jane Eyre book scarf. And I have my Read More Women tote bag.

Favorite songs: Oh, man, this changes all the time. Right now, it’s most of my TND playlist.

Instruments: Uhh I had to learn the violin for like a month, same deal with the clarinet and drums, vocal chords (ha, no, really, I’m not very good but that doesn’t stop me), and I improvise songs all the time. I taught myself 2 songs on the guitar, too. I’m not very instrumenty.

Facts

I have a pseudo-photographic memory (well... long-term, anyway)

I have ridiculous beginner’s luck

I now own a really awesome witch hat 

Aesthetics: long cozy cardigans, a brief spike of energy on a weekday night, something you forgot to do yesterday but could have sworn you did, a spark of recognition, warm laughter, a good friend’s gentle ribbing, taking a walk to feel the sun, a stack of books balanced precariously on the corner of a desk

Bilbo Taggins: @writing-with-melon, @little-horror-girl-love, @azucarosito, @cluelessbuttercup, @ettawritesnstudies, @twentytwohearts, @lukes-writing, @awkwardplantwrites, @oddbooklover and whoever else wants to!

[phantom-stargazer]

Random Nano Update

Goal: write at least 200 days every day (the great thing about this goal is I sometimes can just slam 600 words in one go and be done for the next (or previous!) 3 days (: )

Words this session: 755

Total words: something over 13k

Excerpt: “She had no intention of strolling around dirty streets in the cold and the rain, so with little money that she had left, Rhea asked for a room, hot bath and some food in the least shabby-looking tavern. After devouring a slab of spiced meat with a piece of bread that was a little stale, she sat in a tub of hot water, staring at nothing in particular, until the water had gone cold. Her clothes had dried in front of small fireplace in her room, and if she hadn’t been concerned about the meeting with Neilos later that evening, she might have appreciated the fact that it was the first time in many days that the clothes didn’t stick to her like a second, very unpleasant skin, and she was no longer dripping wet with rainwater.

Rhea slumped down into a worn-out armchair which greeted her with a loud creak, extended her long legs towards the fireplace and closed her eyes. Tired, she was so tired. Neilos turned out to be quite a difficult man to find, and all that traveling drained Rhea both physically and financially. If she hadn’t come across him here, she wasn’t sure she’d been able to continue with her search, which filled her with a distant, nagging worry. What if she had had to wander like this for many more weeks, months even?

The feeling of dry clothes against her washed skin, belly full of food and the warmth of the fire soothed Rhea. It had been a while since she felt this comfortable, even when her whole attire desperately needed cleaning and exhaustion weighed her down, beckoning to sink deeper into decrepit yet soft and plush armchair. After months of running from one town to another, asking questions people didn’t want to give answers to, she finally had some time to rest, if only for several hours.

Thoughts: I need at least a week off from work/gym/everything to brainstorm in peace!! now I work on like 1 (one) scene MAX at a time because I barely have any energy for anything, let alone creative stuff. just trudging on here folks (:

Taglist: @waterfallwritings, @eyajiiwrites, @awkwardplantwrites, @just-george-here, @tea-and-pirates, @callmeweeeh, @lovebenders

[city-by-the-sea]

The main cast of Land of Hope! (aka I found another great picrew here )

In order of appearance: Callisto, Asbel, Yahel, Elias and Seo

(tagging y’all because that’s Land of Hope content I guess, and also because you might want to try that picrew!)

 @iced-ginger-tea @bloomseey-writes @lottieiswriting @imturtlelyawriter @awkwardplantwrites

[sweetcatminteareblog]

spread the positivity! list 5 things that make you happy, then send this ask to the 10 most recent people in your notes. have a good day!!!

@awkwardplantwrites tagged me as well! 

1. Seeing @snobbysnekboi!

2. When Coco or Possum (dog and cat respectively) look at me and their lil tongues are poking out >u<

3. When people reblog artwork/writing that I’ve reblogged! Like, heck yeah you funky beings, support those creators :D

4. Bells. Bells are great

5. Talking to @kainablue because they’re lovely ^u^

[childrenoflight-darkness-nothing]

Last line tag!

I pull away from her. I’m unstable and I know it. She shouldn’t be anywhere near me. But she doesn’t have anyone else. And I can’t leave her to fend for herself.

-

I was tagged by @lordfenric to share my last line. This is the last paragraph i’ve written for my WIP Child of Nothing. Thank you so much for the tag!

Tagging: @fantasy-shadows @chronicleofstars @awkwardplantwrites @wordsofpaintandsmoke

[illthdar]

17 Questions

Thanks for tagging @sleepyoceaneyes and @awkwardplantwrites

Answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you want to get to know better

Nickname: Prin, Prinder, Prinderella - you can thank my father for it.

Zodiac: Cancer

Height: 5′6″

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Last thing I Googled: “how many hours should a baby sleep?” 

Favorite Musicians: Honestly, I don’t have one.

Song Stuck in My Head: Winnie the Pooh’s morning exercise song.

Following: I think it’s close to 600 by now, but I haven’t checked in awhile.

Followers: 153, I think?

Amount of sleep I get: On a good night about 6 hours. On a bad night... the worst has been something like two hours, but it was intermittent and, yes, I was ruined for that day.

Lucky Number: I donno, 7?

Dream job: Data analyst but it isn’t happening in this lifetime.

Wearing: Pyjamas and an old bathrobe.

Favorite songs: Scarborough Fair

Instruments: Piano but I haven’t played properly in over twenty years.

Facts

The only exercise I get is by walking my four-year-old to and from school every day; cumulatively I walk a little over five miles a day, five days a week.

The very first story I ever wrote was when I was 8 years old and it was about my favourite teddybear having a bike of her own, which I then made out of twist-ties and a pair of tuna cans.

Used to do round-robin style roleplay on Neopets. My first OC there was very Mary Sue and just about every way toxic that a person could get - retrospectively, I’m 98% sure people wanted to reach through the computer and punch my ass. 

Aesthetics: LOL Oh god, no. Unless you count being a regular hot mess to be an aesthetic, I don’t have one. Don’t ask me what looks good together, I have no clue.

Tagging: @scottishhellhound, @karolincki, @radley-writes, @hazeywrites. @booktronum, @yourocsbackstory, @zewrites, @x-callme-alex, anyone who wants to do this

[awkwardplantwrites]

your boy got 1555 words down today, I’m aiming for my penpal wip to be about 10k words long so hopefully I actually finish this time! I think I’m going to call it “To Tell You Everything.” here’s an excerpt for my lovely followers~

(Jesse’s letter)

Dear Charlotte,

I took an afternoon nap today. It sounds silly, but I haven’t taken an afternoon nap… ever. Well, maybe I did when I was a kid but I don’t remember that far back. There’s a large bay window that overlooks the garden, with all of it’s vegetables and the trees with flowers blooming, now coming out of their buds with the spring time sunshine. I sat on the ledge at lunch with a cup of chamomile tea - my teacup has this wonderful painterly design with 5 red cherries and leaves on it, I think my grandmother owned it, the design looks like a vintage botanical painting - and I was looking outside. The grass was so lush and green (thanks to my hard work at fertilizing it!), the warmth of the sun must’ve made me feel so peaceful that I closed my eyes and basked in its heat like a lizard. I drifted off for an hour and dreamt of tunnels.  

I hear there are a lot of tunnels in America (just miles and miles of them beneath your feet... How do you sleep at night not knowing what could be down there?!) I went through those cold, dark tunnels, touching the rocky and dusty walls. Sometimes there would be new passageways, new turns to make, but it all looked the same. I didn’t find anything special. I kept walking and walking, and woke up before they led anywhere. Maybe there was no exit, I wonder if I had slept longer I would have smply spent the entire time in those tunnels, wandering aimlessly.

send me an ask if you’d like to be added to the taglist for updates on this!

[cookiecuttercritter]

I think it might be the little icon that appears if you're mutuals with someone, it's an x-kit extension! though I couldn't say for sure without seeing what it looks like

@the-inkwell-variable!

Thanks anon!

@awkwardplantwrites also had the right idea :))

[nordlichtgeschichten]

17 Questions :D

Tagged by: @awkwardplantwrites (Sorry it took so long! I started, then got distracted and forgot about it xD)

Answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you want to get to know better

Nickname: Hm... Don’t really have any anymore. I used to be called “Frankenstein” a lot as a kid tho lol (My name’s Franka, that’s why)

Zodiac: Libra

Height: 164cm/5′4 to 5′5ish

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff!!

Last thing I Googled: “Tattoo aging”

Favorite Musicians: The Pretty Reckless, LaFee, Wise Guys

Song Stuck in My Head: The Tango from the Addams Family Value Soundtrack

Following: 199

Followers: 20

Amount of sleep I get: Uh... Depends. I try for 8 hours, but it doesn’t always work out lol

Lucky Number: 6 and 13

Dream job: Storyteller, aka writer/game developer/actress

Wearing: A Stitch onesie and fingerless gloves

Favorite songs: Changes all the time depending on my mood

Instruments: like, favorites or ones I play? I don’t play any, idk what my favorite would be. Flutes are nice, I guess? And saxophones

Facts about you

I have an older brother! :D We played a lot together as little kids, then hated each other for like 6-8 years, and now we’re really close again. I have no idea what caused us to fight, nor why we stopped (though I’m glad we did stop)

I grew up with pets, and currently keep degus (Molly being pictured in the icon, she lives with her nieces Sherlock and Elli)

For some reason, when I sneeze, I almost always sneeze twice in a row

My favorite animals are wolves

I have a Rubik’s Snake that I love playing around with, and am thinking about getting one of the really long ones

I don’t have any tattoos, but I really really want some

Aesthetics: Confusing people lmao Not really any, I like too much different stuff

tagging: Anyone who sees this and wants to do it! :D

[pe-ersona]

last (favorite) line* tag game!

*line or paragraph or page or chapter, do whatever!

tagging: @sunshineomeara @herondalelucies @awkwardplantwrites @sunlight-and-starskies @vandorens @hyba and whoever sees this!

Princess Cosima rubs her arm, looking at her shoes. “It must be locked because we aren’t allowed. It was a great idea, Prince-” 

She flinches when she feels Prince Cade walk up to her, really close. “Hold still for a second, Princess.” Princess Cosima freezes as she feels his fingers in her hair. A second he said, but it feels like the longest second ever. Her face heats up without knowing. Prince Cade finds a hair pin and looks at it. “This would do the job.” He looks down and sees Princess Cosima’s pink cheeks. He stumbles back, waving his hands. “I’m so sorry.” Princess Cosima looks away, saying nothing as Prince Cade rubs his neck with the tips of his ear turning pink and returns to the door.

[lukes-writing]

17 Questions

Tagged by @awkwardplantwrites, thank you for the tag!

Answer 17 questions and tag 17 people you want to get to know better

Nickname: I don’t think I have one, if you don’t count the people who called me “fat fuck” at school

Zodiac: Officially it’s Aries, but according to the updated version, I’m Pisces which fits much more IMO

Height: About 5″7′ or 171 cm

Hogwarts house: Proud Ravenclaw

Last thing I googled: “171 cm to ft in”

Favorite musicians: Chester Bennington and Dustin Bates

Song stuck in my head: The songs from Divisions are taking turns

Following: 128

Followers: 58 (main blog), 11 (this pitiful little writing blog)

Amount of sleep: Anywhere between 4 and 9 hours, depends on the fam being at work or at home. I try to sleep as little as possible though.

Lucky number: 5

Dream job: An author

Wearing: A Jurassic World T-shirt, sweatpants, undies and socks

Favorite songs: Where the Skies End - Starset Waiting on the Sky to Change - Downplay Iridescent - Linkin Park Own Little World - Celldweller

Instruments: None

Random facts: - I’m demi - Hopeless romantic - My favorite authors are James Rollins and Neal Shusterman - Star Wars addict - I’m fat and ugly, therefore I don’t deserve love - Grew up without a father (parents never married) - Ravens are my spirit animals

Aesthetic: ??? I don’t know how to do this one, I’m not on Tumblr for long enough and I’m kind of a weird mix xD I guess it would be a calm, quiet bookstore in the middle of a monumental, vibrant futuristic city

Tagging: Anyone, just give me a mention

[phantom-stargazer]

Character introduction: Arlene (Arlie for short)

dark witch

unfortunately for her, belongs to the same coven as her older brother Keir whom she just can’t stand (mostly because she thinks he’s their mom’s favorite and is jealous and can’t get over herself)

has I must be the best in everything syndrome

ambitious, passionate and really smart (if she wanted, like really wanted, she could probably lift her brother’s curse with ease, but the question remains - does she want that 🤔 )

a hopeless romantic and believes in soulmates, but she’d never ever say this to anyone

has so much fun when teaching and mentoring little witches

is tough and works hard to become the top witch in her coven, but all she wants is to be loved and loved LOUDLY

This is it, the last moodboard for my wip’s main characters! Not only was it pretty fun to make them, but the whole process actually helped me to flesh out OCs more, to see them a bit more clearly, so if any of you are feeling stuck or uninspired when developing your characters, or just in need of different activity while not venturing too far from your wips, I highly recommend making moodboards!!

Tagging: @waterfallwritings, @eyajiiwrites, @awkwardplantwrites, @just-george-here