#i don't have spotify so if someone wants to create the playlist on there feel free to do it ;D

[carchaseonacarchase]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 & 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝. 🤎

╰┈➤ this is a list of songs that i think fit very well with carmen and chase, the selection of songs is pretty personal cause it's based on my own music tastes, i appreciate you to recommend me songs and other suggestions to expand it :3 this playlist is full of 60's/90's songs to keep it classic but there's also pop/rock/indie songs on there. enjoy ;)

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⚘ the world we knew (over and over) frank sinatra ❛❛ and the sun and the moon seemed to be ours, each road that we took turned into gold. but the dream was too much for you to hold ❞

⚘ under attack abba ❛❛ under attack, i'm taking cover, he's on my track, my chasing lover ❞

⚘ atomic blondie ❛❛ make me tonight, tonight make it right ❞

⚘ stop the world cause' i wanna get off with you arctic monkeys ❛❛ when you want to escape, say the word. well i know that getting you alone isn't easy to do. get the sense that you're on the move, and you'll probably be leaving soon ❞

⚘ i need a disguise belinda carlisle ❛❛ i need a disguise, to hide my love, i need a disguise, you've seen too much ❞

⚘ waterloo abba ❛❛ and how could i ever refuse? i feel like i win when i lose. couldn't escape if i wanted to, waterloo, knowing my fate is to be with you ❞

⚘ the louvre lorde ❛❛ our days and nights are perfumed with obsession. but we're the greatest, they'll hang us in the louvre down the back, but who cares - still the louvre ❞

⚘ it's no good depeche mode ❛❛ i'm gonna take my time, i have all the time in the world to make you mine, it is written in the stars above ❞

⚘ you know that i'm not good amy winehouse ❛❛ i cheated myself. like i knew i would. i told you i was trouble, you know that i'm no good❞

⚘ some unholy war amy winehouse ❛❛ he can't lose with me in tow, i refuse to let him go, at his side and drunk on pride, we wait for the blow ❞

⚘ useless depeche mode ❛❛ all your stupid ideals, you've got your head in the clouds, you should see how it feels, with your feet on the ground ❞

⚘ rebel yell billy idol ❛❛ what set you free and brought you to me, babe? what set you free? i need you here by me ❞

⚘ diet mountain dew lana del rey ❛❛ you're no good for me, baby, you're no good for me, you're no good for me, but, baby, i want you, i want you ❞

⚘ tainted love soft cell ❛❛ once i ran to you, now i'll run from you. the love we share seems to go nowhere ❞

⚘ love is a battlefield pat benatar ❛❛ but i'm trapped by your love, and i'm chained to your side. both of us knowing, love is a battlefield ❞

⚘ out of touch hall & oates ❛❛ the shades all around aren't the colors we used to see, broken ice still melts in the sun, and ties that are broken can often be one again, we're soul alone, and soul really matters to me ❞

⚘ he can only hold her amy winehouse ❛❛ now, how can he have her heart, when it got stole? so he tries to pacify her 'cause what's inside her never dies ❞

⚘ can't take my eyes of you the four seasons ❛❛ now that i've found you, stay, and let me love you, baby, let me love you ❞

⚘ careless whisper george michael ❛❛ as the music dies, something in your eyes, calls to mind a silver screen, and all its sad goodbyes ❞

⚘ les feuilles mortes duo gadjo and their hot friends ❛❛ oh! je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes, des jours heureux où nous étions amis, en ce temps-là, la vie était plus belle, et le soleil plus brûlant qu'aujourd'hui ❞

⚘ summer wine nancy sinatra ❛❛ she took my silver spurs a dollar and a dime, and left me cravin' for more summer wine❞

⚘ imagination foster the people ❛❛ we can't change the things we can't control, it's summer somewhere, do you shouldn't be so cold. if you want me to stay, don't keep me waiting for it ❞

⚘ why must we wait until tonight? tina turner ❛❛ take your lips and make them mine, tell me why, why must we wait until tonight, why when i've waited all my life ❞

⚘ the lady in red chris de burgh ❛❛ and when you turned to me and smiled, it took my breath away. it's just you and me, it's where i wanna be ❞

⚘ white teeth teens lorde ❛❛ i know you love it when the hairpins start to drop, i like your reckoning, but we got our methods ❞

⚘ heroes david bowie ❛❛ though nothing, nothing will keep us together, we can beat them, forever and ever. we can be us, just for one day ❞

⚘ knowing me, knowing you abba ❛❛ memories, good days, bad days, they'll be with me always. breaking up is never easy i know, but i have to go, knowing me, knowing you it's the best i can do ❞

⚘ suck it and see arctic monkeys ❛❛ how i often wonder where you are, you have got that face that just says 'baby, i was made to break your heart' ❞

⚘ as the world falls down david bowie ❛❛ as the pain sweeps through, makes no sense for you, every thrill has gone, wasn't too much fun at all. but i'll be there for you as the world falls down ❞

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[hwaslayer]

wildfire (cs) | 8.5

—spotify playlist | series masterlist

—summary: assistant professor in bioengineering, incredibly attractive, lonely and divorced; that’s how most people describe san. but despite the events that have happened in his life, san has a lot going for himself. he’s a successful, sought out professor due to his brilliant contributions to science at just an early age of 32. he worked hard to get where he was now; head deep into his research, his publications, building his lab and creating a name for himself. everything was good and smooth sailing— until it wasn’t. because when he meets you, a bioengineering grad student interested in rotating in his lab, he finds himself ready to risk all the blood, sweat and tears he put in throughout the years just to keep you close— his need for you spiraling out of control like a wildfire.

—pairing: asst. professor!choi san x grad student!f. reader

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers to lovers, grad school au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 1.5k

—chapter content/warnings: this is a few days post-symposium so san x oc are pretty much a thing by now lol, one-sided feelings 😭, nothing else rly!!

"What, why?" San laughs. "No, let's go get lunch. On me."

"San." Zara furrows her brows at him, crossing her arms in dispute.

"Seriously."

"I'm the one who asked you to meet, shouldn't I be paying?"

"Not really." He laughs. "Besides, I don't have anything going on until after lunch. Unless.. you're busy?"

"No. I'm not." San smiles and nods towards one of the cafés nearby.

"Okay, so let's go." 

"You don't need to meet anyone for once?" She jokes.

"Nah. Well, you, now." Zara playfully rolls her eyes and follows alongside of him. It had been a couple of days post-symposium, and Zara had received some emails regarding potential tours of her lab space, especially from donors. She had sought advice from the rest of the group, but she wanted to meet with San to get a little bit more info on his experience. 

And he had provided her with more help than she could've asked for.

The rest, although insightful, gave her advice— going along the lines of 'just be yourself!' or 'elaborate on your work, you should be gold!' But, San managed to take his time with her and gave her specific scenarios. Specific what-not-to-do's and what-to-do's, adding in a sprinkle of personalities and focus points from the foundations that reached out based on his own experience. He even gave her more tips on how to present her lab while it's still a work in progress with the one postdoc and grad student she has.

She really appreciated it, and she couldn't help but feel a little more attracted to the man San had shown to be. He was always helpful and incredibly sweet from the beginning, but with someone who has a packed schedule day in and day out— she couldn't help but be grateful for the extra time he carved out for her. It hadn't been their first meeting, obviously. This had been one of a few since she started; mainly meetings to check in and see how things were going. But, Zara appreciated every single one because she knew San had a busy schedule.

Yet, he still carved out time for her.

And maybe she was being a little too optimistic—after all, most meetings had been about her. She knows a few things about San, like his parents and what they've been up to. She knows that he enjoys watching all sports with the guys, likes dabbling in golf and random hobbies with them and hanging out at each other's homes. She knows that Iseul was his ex-wife, but it was such a known fact around campus she couldn't say it was a San fact only she knew. She knows him mainly from a colleague perspective; she knows about his work and awards. Other than that, she doesn't know much. San might know a little more about her than she does with him and that's because she put it out there hoping he'd feel more comfortable to on his end.

Oh well.

When they reach the café, San scans the menu next to Zara, while Zara can't seem to help but glaze over his figure. He's wearing a brown button up with the sleeves rolled up halfway. Jeans. Chucks. Zara can faintly smell his cologne from where she stands. She's a bit past his shoulder in height, right by his jaw perhaps. They've got a good height difference, bearing that she's in these boots with a 1.5-inch heel.

"Zara?" He cocks his head to the side when he finds her spaced out, eyes now roaming around the café.

"Hm?" She hums.

"I was asking if you knew what you wanted." He smiles and she can't help but softly smile, too.

"I'm just gonna get the tuna melt."

"That's all?"

"And the peach iced tea, please." He chuckles.

"I got you."

"I'm gonna go save us that table." She points over to a free booth that just popped open, and San nods. She breaks free from him after he asks one last time if she wanted anything else, giving him that smile of hers before walking away and settling down at the table. She pulls out her phone and scrolls through new emails, answering a select few until San plops down in front of her. He slides the beeper and their drinks onto the middle of the table, pulling out his phone to scroll through his own notifications.

you: [sends selfie]

you: me today lol

San subtly smiles and quickly texts back, trying his best not to be too pre-occupied while with his colleague.

san: prettiest i know. 😍

"So." Zara sips on her peach iced tea. "How are things going in the lab?"

"Uh, it's been good! Everyone's busy per usual. I've got a postdoc actively working on his paper, and he's been getting a lot of good results with my rotation student."

"Sunwoo?" San nods. "Who's your rotation student?"

"Y/N. She's been great."

"Oh! That's good to hear."

"Yeah, everyone seems to be moving in a good direction. Guess I'm doing something right after all." She giggles. 

"Quit talking all that nonsense, you know you're good at what you do."

"Am I?" San smirks before sipping on his drink, and it makes her blush. 

"Stop." The food comes at this moment, and San is gently sliding over her plate before grabbing his. She thanks him one last time for treating her to lunch before they dig in and talk about upcoming school events, conferences and talks— particularly NAS coming up. At some point, his phone on the table dings and Zara watches how San's eyes light up before he locks his phone and returns his attention back to her. To pivot from work for a little [and to try and pry], Zara takes a sip of her tea again before changing the subject. "So. Anyway. Any plans for the weekend?" She rests her chin on her palm, looking at him while she waits for him to respond. 

San can see the way she looks at him, and it reminds him of the way you look at him. But, of course, it means a lot to San when you do it; it only makes him feel bad when Zara does it. Zara hasn't outright said she had feelings for him, but it's been pretty clear since the get. And he knows having Mingi and his friends in her ear, pushing the idea of them getting together doesn't help. Maybe one day he'll get the opportunity to talk to her and tell her the truth— that he truthfully believed they were good this way, as good friends, colleagues. He does respect her, and he does appreciate her company as a friend. 

He's not gonna lie and say his heart doesn't belong somewhere else because it does. All he wants is you.

"I've got some plans, yeah." Is all San says, which kinda makes Zara nervous as to why he's being so vague about it.

"With what? Are you seeing a special someone?" She teases.

"Uh." He laughs it off. "Just hanging out is all. What about you?" He doesn't say much because he doesn't wanna give things away and let people connect the dots. Zara nods slowly, almost like she's trying to read his body language carefully.

"Hm, I see." Her heart drops because the way San answered is enough to tell her yes, he is seeing someone special. "I'm just gonna visit my parents."

"Oh, that'll be nice! Speaking of, I should visit mine soon."

"You should." She tosses her napkin onto the plate before setting it aside. "All done?"

"Mhm." She looks at his plate, which is also cleared off. "Packed afternoon?"

"A bit, nothing too bad. What about you?"

"I'm done after 3pm. I'll be heading out early for once."

"That's good, take advantage of it." His phone dings again and he takes a minute to read it, a small smile building at the corner of his lips before locking his phone again. He gathers their trash and stands, preparing to return the dirty dishes with his cup in hand. "Ready? I can walk you back to your building."

"You sure?" San nods.

"All good."

"Thank you, San. For lunch and for meeting with me today. Your advice was super helpful."

"Of course, any time." Zara's heart warms at the way he waits for her and walks alongside of her on the way out of the café. He holds the door open and lets her walk out first, slowly trailing by her side as they make their way back to her building.

She's unsure of what to do with her feelings for him, especially after today. It's obvious he's seeing someone, at least starting to. Building up to it. He saw the stars in his eyes whenever his phone dinged and he read those messages. Those stars weren't there when he returned his attention to her. All she saw were his big, brown eyes, but they weren't full of the stars, the galaxies, the sun, the moon. They were empty. No feeling, no excitement. Not the same as the way she would look at him. 

She wondered how it would feel to be on the receiving end of San's starry eyes.

She wondered who was on the receiving end of San's starry eyes.

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[milliesfishes]

౨ৎ꣑ৎIce Dance౨ৎ꣑ৎ

౨ৎ꣑ৎ12 Days of Christmas Masterlist౨ৎ꣑ৎ [fem reader] contains: fluff :)) pairing: fem reader x peacekeeper coriolanus snow summary: caught in a blizzard with coriolanus author’s note: enjoy! <3 Spotify Playlist

The storm was so thick that you could hardly see three feet in front of you. Fat snowflakes whirled before your eyes, getting caught in your lashes and stuck on your clothes. When you'd departed for firewood an hour ago, the snowfall had been quiet, soft like a painting. Now it flurried before you like static, blinding you with only the fuzzy outlines of things to guide you. You weren't even sure if you were going the right way anymore, just walking in the general direction you'd started in. Surely you would make it home eventually.

Shivering, you pulled the ends of your shawl tighter around your shoulders, with your bag still on one shoulder and the bundle of wood tied with a string hanging from your frozen fingers. The big storm that had supposed to have come tomorrow had arrived early, it seemed.

Taking steady steps against the wind, you squinted ahead, trying to make out the street. Was that a house? A shop? You couldn't tell. The snow was piling up around you, and now your boots were leaving footprints. It was doubtful that you'd be able to leave your house tomorrow, if you ever made it home at all.

Weary, you wondered if your legs would just give out halfway there. If someone would find you blue and shivering in the snow, still clinging to the firewood that had to be too wet to even use by now. Honestly, it wouldn't be the worst thing if you passed out now, face first in the snow. It'd be the most rest you'd gotten in weeks.

You looked around when you heard your name shouted over the howl of the wind, dismissing it the first time. It must have been an echo. But the second time it was louder, clearer. Shielding your eyes, hair whipping into your eyes, you looked around, trying to see who else was in this mythical storm.

Out of nowhere, it seemed, Coriolanus appeared, blue eyes visible even amidst the snowflakes. Your shoulders slumped in relief as he came closer, holding you by the waist as soon as he was able. Your head fell to his chest immediately, the thump of his heart louder than the wind. He reached a gloved hand up, covering your ear that had been frozen by the cold.

When winter came, the Peacekeepers swapped out their lightweight summer uniforms for ones lined with thermal technology. You could feel how much thicker his shirt was under your fingers, sliding your hand under his coat, which had a fuzzy lining. Coriolanus bent his head, talking quieter now that you were close. "What're you doing out here?" You wordlessly held up the firewood, and he sighed, shifting his gun to the other hand so he could rub your back. "Okay." He looked around, scanning the perimeter. "Okay, I'm gonna walk you home."

"You'll get in trouble-"

"Escorting a civilian won't get me in trouble," he insisted, pulling you close and beginning to walk. He reached for your firewood and before you could protest, lifted it up so it was hoisted under his arm, gun in his fist. "C'mon, I don't want you in this storm."

Under his arm, you felt a little warmer. Coriolanus guided you against the wind, looking down at you every little bit. The sight of his large footprints beside yours made you smile. Sometimes he felt like a ghost to you, something you'd created out of desperation or loneliness. But even though your prints would be swallowed by the falling snow, it was proof for now. He was here.

Pushing you along with a steady hand on your back, Coriolanus scanned what was visible of the horizon, lifting the hand with your firewood and pointing. "Over there. That direction."

You nodded, not bothering to try and look. He was your compass in this flurried mess. Coriolanus seemed to know the way home better than you did, and you clung to him as he guided you home, eyes fixed in the distance. Since meeting him he had always been like this. Guiding, protecting. Eyes fixed on you like you were his last hope.

When he stopped, you looked up, shivering in the cold. "What is it?"

Coriolanus squeezed your arm. "Look." You followed his gaze, seeing the outline of your little cottage down the block. Until that moment, you didn't know your shoulders were so tense, and they dropped, your body slumping into his. He rubbed your elbow, continuing the trek and leading you along with him.

The snow was getting deeper, and the storm thicker. It was like being trapped in a vanilla pudding. Coriolanus' arm bent over your shoulders so his hand was covering your forehead, tilted to shield your eyes. You squinted into the night, and he rested his chin on your head for a brief moment before leading you down the path, the snow bunching at your ankles. You were shivering worse than ever at this point, and so when Coriolanus finally grasped the door handle, you breathed a sigh of relief.

It was dark in your house, but you still felt instantly warmer, some of the life coming back into you. The door was still open, the wind sneaking in and tickling your sides. Coriolanus had one foot still in the snow, and he poked his head through the door. "Are you okay?"

He was half-leaving. You resisted. "Won't you come in?"

"I need to get to base," Coriolanus said, but you shook your head. Reaching out, you grasped his arm, the cold leaving you vulnerable and pleading.

"Stay. Please?" You tugged lightly at him, your sway managing to get him all the way inside. Toeing the door shut, you got a clear view of his face for the first time that night under the brim of his hat. His eyes were soft, a rare thing in the eyes of a soldier. When he hesitated, you murmured, "It's too dangerous with the storm. You wouldn't get back safely."

Coriolanus sighed quietly, his posture loosening. He nodded once. "Fine." When he noticed your smile, he tried to hold back his own, but you saw it in his eyes as he set down your firewood and his gun by the door, toeing off his boots.

You moved closer to him, touching his shoulders and rubbing up and down his chest. "You must be freezing. I'll start a fire."

The corners of his lips turned up. "You were far less covered than me. I'll start you a fire."

"I'm fine," you tried, but a shiver shook your shoulders, and Coriolanus shook his head, removing his hat and coat.

"Go change, sweetheart," he ushered, going to your dwindling inside stack of firewood. "If I'm going to stay tonight, you're going to be warm."

You obeyed, retreating to your cozy bedroom and donning one of your cozier nightdresses, fetching him something too. A few pairs of men's pants previously belonging to your father lingered in your drawers, and you figured now was the reason. In a split-second decision, you snatched something else from a different drawer, heart warming at the thought of giving it to him. "Coryo?"

He appeared moments later, cheeks a little rosier. "Yes?"

Holding out the pants, you blinked innocently. "Here. You should change too." Before he could say anything else, you thrust out the other thing, watching him take it. "I made it for you."

"You made it?" A little smile appeared on his face like magic as he examined the sweater, ran his fingers over the maroon handiwork, love in every stitch. "Made this for me?"

"Uh huh." You nodded proudly, bouncing on your toes. "Just for you. I was saving it for Christmas, but I want you to have it right now."

Coriolanus’ hand found your crown, and he leaned in, kissing your forehead. You couldn’t suppress your smile and neither could he. When he pulled back, his eyes were warm. “Thank you, sweetheart.”

“You’re welcome,” you breathed as his warm palm found the side of your face. Touching his hand, you said, "Change. I'll go make us some tea." He lifted your hand to his lips, leaving you with a tender kiss before you left to put a pot over the fire.

When he emerged in his new sweater, you were bundled in a blanket, knit socks scrunched at the ankles, two mugs before you as you waited for the water to boil. You looked up, eyes lighting like fireflies when he sat beside you, beginning to turn his hands over by the flames eating at some of the last of the dry wood. He reached for you, and you gladly obliged, dragging the blanket along with you.

Resting your cheek on his chest, you found he was warm, despite what little time he'd spent indoors. Thank heavens for Peacekeeper winter apparel. Coriolanus pulled the blanket over your shoulders, chin pressed to the top of your head.

"Do you like it?" you murmured, drawing circles on his arm.

He pulled your hair behind your shoulders, following the line of it with his fingers and kissing your head. "Very much."

"Really?" You lifted your head to find he was already looking down, icy blue eyes melting to something as clear as the lake on a summer day. He nodded, fondly adjusting the shoulder of your nightdress.

The lid of the pot began to rattle, and you turned, briefly departing from his arms to pour the water, humming as the mugs warmed your hands. Passing one to Coriolanus, you savored the feel of your own for a moment, listening to the wind knocking at the windows and searching for crevices in the roof. A perfect storm, and you were at the heart of it with the one you loved.

He was sipping his tea, reaching out for you with one hand. You obliged, carefully shifting over to where he beckoned, between his legs. With a few fingers, you tossed the blanket over both of you, smiling when Coriolanus wrapped his sweater covered arm over your collarbone, holding you to his chest and still drinking his tea. He held the mug around the base, not by the handle, and the little detail made you smile.

"Will you get in trouble?" you asked after a moment, suddenly worried even though you'd begged him to stay. He rubbed your shoulder assuredly before answering.

"Not with a storm this bad." Coriolanus set his empty mug down. "Or at least, that's what I'll tell them." You smiled, snuggling closer, and he kissed your temple. "I was helping you, anyways. You were out there without gloves or even a coat."

"I thought I wouldn't be that long," you giggled, flexing your frozen fingers. "The storm was early. Supposed to come tomorrow."

"Uh huh." He took your mug and set it down beside his own. "It likely won't let up all night now that it's here. We might be trapped inside."

"Good," you decided, turning in his arms so your ear was at his heart. "We can cuddle longer."

"Ah." He said nothing more on it, simply tracing the lines of your back and tucking your head under his chin. You smiled into his chest, kissing the spot. There had been a smile in his voice, and you savored it like a peppermint.

He'd never exactly stayed the night, always back for curfew before you could attempt to convince him. You never pushed it, knowing how important staying on good terms within his position was to him. Already, early in this night, you knew this would be a memory to treasure, play back when you were falling asleep or missing him, which was often. Did he do the same thing, you wondered? Lay awake in the barracks and think of his girl, cozy in her bed with a spot saved for him just in case?

As he slipped his hand underneath yours on his chest for you to hold, you got a distinct feeling that he did.

"You're still cold," he commented, rubbing your back.

You smiled, closing your eyes and nuzzling into his chest. "You'll warm me up in no time."

His kiss to your forehead was delicate as a snowflake, and it melted into your skin, becoming a part of you. "All night long."

[2soulscollide]

10 underrated tips to become a better writer

hello hello, it's me again!

today i want to share some tips to improve your writing!

1. write in a different style

sometimes it's important to step out of our comfort zone, especially when it comes to writing. the next time you sit down to write for a bit, try to do something different from usual... try poetry if you always write prose; try fantasy if your thing is mystery; try adventure if you only write romance. it's up to you, just do it! who knows if you discover a new passion while trying this exercise...

2. write from a different point of view

i know it can be tempting to always write from a certain point of view, or to always use the same narrator voice, but (like on the first topic) sometimes change is needed to improve. you'll see things from another perspective, and maybe you can have a brilliant idea!

3. write with music

this one is one of my favorites! i love music, my spotify is full of playlists, one for each mood. try to create different playlists for your stories, and pick songs that motivate you, or that make you feel like you're one of the characters of your novel. this will not only give you a boost to write but also make you feel inspired.

4. set a timer

i always do this! it's a life changer. i started doing the pomodoro method to study and realized how effective it is. it's the same when it comes to writing: set about thirty minutes to write (it's up to you, depending on for how long you can be productive) and ten to fifteen minutes to relax. you'll see how much more work you can do with this method!

5. use prompts

you know how much i love prompts! i think they're so useful and help us so much to become more creative. they are a great way to step out of our comfort zone and develop someone else's idea in a span of a few minutes or hours.

oh, and if you're feeling adventurous, try this month's writing challenge!

6. write in a different place

guys! change your writing environment sometimes, especially when you're feeling overwhelmed or drained. i know it can be tempting to always sit on your sofa / bed / favorite chair, but sometimes we get so accustomed to the same place, that our creativity slows down, as well as our motivation. try to go outside to a park or a café, it can be so fun and you'll feel like the main character. or maybe, if you don't want to be in public, try another room in your house! just make sure you feel comfortable and don't have distractions around you.

7. change your writing support

do you always write on your computer? try to disconnect for a while, grab a pen and a paper, and let your imagination flow. it can be so freeing to write by hand sometimes, especially when you're plotting a novel! how cool it is to draw a scheme to connect all the characters and locations, and to doodle...!

8. find a writing buddy

personally, i don't have one, but i know it can be such a fun way to keep you motivated and to keep yourself (and the other person) accountable. it's great to have someone to share your ideas with, to give and receive feedback, and to lift you up to write when you don't like doing so.

9. write yourself a letter

trust me, it's amazing. it can be to your present self, past, or future, it's up to you. tell yourself what your writing goals are, what you are writing, how you see yourself in the future, what you're satisfied with your writing style, etc. just let it flow and re-read it whenever you feel unmotivated.

10. write with a sense of humor

i know it's not everyone's cup of tea, but it can be so fun sometimes. try something less serious when you don't feel like writing. try to come up with a joke mid-dialogue, write a fun scene or re-write a serious scene in a less serious way. this exercise can be great to see things from another perspective, to try a different style, or to lift up your mood.

i hope this was useful! have a nice day!

[elkkiel]

ST Holiday Gift Exchange 2024: Information & FAQ

Masterpost

General info

Q: Who can join this event?

Anybody who is a fan of Sleep Token and would like to create something for a fellow fan

Q: How do I sign up for this event?

You can register using the sign up form here

Q: What kind of content can I create?

Art, writing, video edits/video-based media, animation/animatic, playlists, and poetry are our current options. If you have a different idea, feel free to ask about it!

Q: How does the assignment system work?

When you sign up, your answers will be stored on a spreadsheet to compare with other participants. We will determine assignments based on your likes/dislikes for both creating and receiving gifts, as in an angst writer will likely be assigned to someone who likes angst.

Instead of partners, each assignment will be unique to make the gift as much of a surprise as possible. This means that the person you've been assigned to won't be assigned to you.

On October 19th, Nina and I will contact you via your preferred messaging method with your assignment. At this time, we'll provide all the information you need to complete your gift!

Q: When are submissions due?

You can give your gift from December 25th to January 5th. If you're done early, just hang on to it until the submission period begins.

Content guidelines

Q: What are the minimum requirements for gifts?

Art: One completed artwork (according to your level of "completeness," i.e. no sketches/doodles)

Writing: One completed fic of at least 600 words

Video edits/video-based media: One completed edit/video. If you are creating a video, please reach out to @elkkiel or @stellasplendens with your concept for review.

Animation: One completed video/GIF at least 3 seconds long (or shorter, if it loops). Frame-by-frame and tweening methods are accepted—do what works best for your style. If you're creating a "simple" animation (ex. looping walk cycle, sprite animation, etc.) please reach out to Elkkie or Nina with your concept for review.

Playlist: One playlist at least 1 hour long with a consistent theme. Spotify is preferred, but Youtube is an option if you don't have Spotify

Poetry: One completed poem, any style. If you are creating a poem, please reach out to Elkkie or Nina with your concept for review

Other: Please reach out to Elkkie or Nina with your concept/media type for review.

Q: Does my gift need to be holiday themed?

Not at all! If you want to include seasonal themes, go ahead. But it's definitely not required

Q: Do I need to include all of my recipient's ideas/preferences in my gift?

The ideas/preferences are just prompts, not a grocery list that you have to check off. Feel free to include as many ideas as you're comfortable with

Q: Is shipping allowed?

Shipping is allowed, and you will be assigned to someone with the same shipping preferences as you (ex. someone who loves shipping won't be paired with someone who won't create it)

Q: Is NSFW allowed?

Same as shipping content, you can do it so long as your recipient has said they're okay with it. In this case, please pay attention to any triggers, squicks, or preferences that your recipient specified—for safety and also enjoyment lol

Communication/submissions

Q: How do I submit my gift?

Please share your gift in a public Tumblr post with your recipient clearly tagged. You can also use the tag #st gift exchange 2024 !

Q: I'm an author, where do I share my writing?

You can share your fic directly on Tumblr as a text post, or you can post to a platform like AO3 and link to the fic in a Tumblr post.

Q: Can I contact my recipient for more information about their gift?

We ask that you don't reach out to your recipient to maintain the surprise aspect of the event. If absolutely necessary, you can contact Nina or I to get that info on your behalf.

Q: Is there a Discord for this event?

No, this is a Tumblr-based event only. Please give your gift on Tumblr to ensure that your recipient is able to receive your gift.

Q: Who do I contact for more information before/during the event?

You can reach out to @elkkiel or @stellasplendens via Tumblr, or send us an email at st.giftexchange@gmail.com

During the event, Nina and I will be dividing up contacts for organization purposes. So whoever sends you the assignment will be your "event rep" that you can reach out to specifically (ofc, if you can't get ahold of someone, please feel free to send an email or reach out to the other mod for help!)

Any more questions? Send an ask, reply to this post, send an email, idk like create smoke signals or something (responses will take 2-3 business days to account for acquiring fire-starting supplies)

[milehighmegs]

Good Omens Playlists

So I've seen some pretty wonderful Good Omens playlists on Pinterest, most of which are based on music in the show (especially Queen, natch), songs that say how Zira & Crowley feel about one another or describe them as characters.

In the wake (double meaning totally intended) of S2, I wondered: how do they feel about each other NOW? We've all been there. The sad love songs, the sleeping all day, entire pints of ice cream while watching romcoms... but mostly the recounting of how it all could've gone so wrong, what we wished we'd said & done, and what we wish we could say now.

Since Zira & Crowley definitely have communication issues (Nina & Maggie were SPOT ON in their convo with Crowley), I imagine they would have an easier time telling each other their feelings through other means. I'll admit, there's a bias here: this is what I would do, so of course I project onto these characters. But isn't that the beauty of fan art? We put ourselves into the work/live vicariously through them because we have such a damned hard time saying want we want & need and how we feel in plain language? Mostly because such complex feelings are REALLY REALLY hard to explain to ourselves, let alone to another person. But art- writing, music, imagery- can say what we struggle to put into more direct words. Music is an enormous part of who I am, so I often find that the songs of others say perfectly what I feel I never could.

On that note (pun only slightly intended), I've created 3 playlists: one for Crowley, one for Zira, and one for the both of them. The individual playlists are meant to reflect the 5 stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and finally acceptance. There are elements of other stages within the songs meant to correspond to a particular stage, even coming full circle (it seems like acceptance, but there's a hint of denial in there, etc.). The joint playlist is of songs I imagine would make the memories of each other start to creep in (or totally gobsmack them in the feels) when they hear them, or things they wished they'd said/want to say to each other.

So without further ado, here are the playlists:

Crowley's Heartbroken Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6LyYnip9XuZqcRIEsiDSwz

Zira's Heartbroken Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3YUi13sTfPSR99R1dB2XVY

AziraCrow's Heartbroken Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/48NpfV42Y8LTVSFsui8zl2

For those of you who don't have Spotify, here's what's on the playlists:

Crowley 'Never Tear Us Apart' - INXS 'Bad Romance' - Lady Gaga 'Love Don't Live Here Anymore' - Madonna 'Cosmic Love' - Florence + the Machine 'As It Was' - Hozier 'I Found' - Amber Run 'Wicked Game' - Chris Isaac 'Dancing On My Own' - Calum Scott 'Halo' - Depeche Mode 'Falling' - The Civil Wars

Zira 'i love you' - Billie Eilish 'And I Am Telling You' - Jennifer Hudson 'You'll See' - Madonna 'Somebody That I Used To Know' - Gotye 'Someone Like You' - Adele 'Boys Don't Cry' - The Cure 'Un-break My Heart' - Toni Braxton 'For No One' - The Beatles 'Comfort' - Julia Jacklin 'I Will Always Love You' - Whitney Houston

AziraCrow 'I Have Nothing' - Whitney Houston 'Nothing Compares 2 U' - Sinead O'Connor 'Torn' - Natalie Imbruglia 'Hopelessly Devoted to You' - Olivia Newton John 'In A Lonely Place' - Bush, the Tricky Remix 'With Or Without You' - U2 'Don't Let Go (Love)' - En Vogue

'Don't Speak' - No Doubt 'Here With Me' - Dido

A note on the playlists: I know that Zira wouldn't listen to most of this if any, and Crowley would outwardly cringe just thinking about some of these. The point wasn't to choose songs that they'd go out of their way to hear, it was to capture the feelings they'd be going through. Crowley's songs are a bit darker: more minor keys, moodier atmosphere, etc., while Zira's are more sad but lighter & gentler (except maybe 'And I Am Telling You'; that's a straight-up "aww HELL NO YOU AIN'T GONNA FUCK THIS UP THIS IS HAPPENING YOU KNOW WE BELONG TOGETHER"... well, the song says it pretty well).

I 'd love to hear any thoughts about this, agree or disagree, love or loathe, hate that you love it... What would you put into a ZiraCrow playlist?

Hope you enjoy it!

[naileadevoras]

leti + travis : violent delights have violent ends .

ship headcanon ideas for @pcrtrait based on this post !

how   did   your   muses   meet   ?

it's crazy to think their entire relationship all started because travis wanted to make sasha jealous and win her back LMFAO i hate travis for using leti like that & i just know the thought of it keeps him up at night sometimes bc he feels so much guilt but he's a changed man now i promise !!

how   long   have   your   muses   known   each   other   ?

i do feel like they met each other around the same time luca & zara did ,,, & ofc we did a little bit of a timeskip from when we first started writing them so deffo around the five year mark as well !

have   your   muses   ever   traveled   together   ?

of course :') travis would always fly leti out to every single match that he has bc he swears she's his lucky charm ,,, always looking for her in the crowd & giving her a wink or smthn when he sees her 🥹 but work stuff aside , travis' definitely the type to fly them both to paris one random tuesday just bc she ' misses that one croissant from that one bakery . '

what   was   the   last   place   your   muses   went   to   together   ?

okay so they're both new parents , right ? & i feel like at this point , they'd be comfortable enough to have someone ( im thinking matty & his gf ) babysit their newborn for them for a couple of hours while they go on a little date night for the first time in months ,,, & travis ofc has to make it special so he's renting out an entire theatre for them n it's all cute and sweet and 🥺 i love them bad !

what   was   the   last   movie   your   muses   watched   together   ?

wow i didn't realize this fit so perfectly w the last question lmao but ooo okay i'm not sure if you've seen that one video of a guy proposing to this girl by replacing the sleeping beauty movie with animations of themselves ? but travis would deffo do that !! leti would think they're just watching the little mermaid but then she slowly realizes ariel's character has been replaced with an animated version of herself ,,, & ofc prince eric would be replaced w a cartoon version of travis !!

do   your   muses   have   playlists   made   for   each   other   ?

i can def. see leti creating a mix tape for him & she'd decorate the cd and everything too , adding little drawings n stuff ( ofc travis would cherish it ) although i don't think travis would be the type to make her a playlist on a whim , yk ? he deffo shows his affection differently BUT if they ever have a shared spotify playlist together he'd add songs that would remind him of leti for sure <3

what   was   the   last   gift   your   muses   got   for   each   other   ?

since we're well aware that travis can afford pretty much anything , he prefers presents that are d.i.y's / homemade bc it's the thought that counts . so literally leti could give him that mixtape with a letter attached and he would be playing it on loop for the next month 😭 as for trav , he still gives her flowers constantly ofc ! but if we're talking abt materialistic things , he would've given leti her dream car as a push present bc it's what she deserves yup

do   your   muses   have   a   '   place   '   that's   just   for   the   two   of   them   ?

idk why but i've always imagined trav wanting to settle down in an english countryside type of vibe ? maybe even have a vineyard in italy ( bc of his step - father w the bacardi surname yk ) so travis would buy this huge land where they'd eventually have a property in italy ,,, & he'd bring leti there sometimes , stay there with her for a few days ,, just the two of them away from the ' real world ' even if it's only for a weekend .

does   your   muses   want   children   ?

i giggled ... bff they're literally the first ones out of the entire group to have a baby i- but okay hear me out ... what if mini!trav ( yes he's the first born teehee ) wasn't exactly planned ? like , ofc they've talked about having children in the future but right now ? at the peak of their careers ? when they barely have time to breathe bc of their busy schedules ? ooo ruh roh ! there was deffo some drama surrounding that but in the end , mini!trav was one of the best things that has ever happened to them <333

do   your   muses   want   to   get   married   ?

okay i also think their initial plan would've been to get married first & then have kids but that didn't really pan out like how they wanted 💀 nevertheless , trav is 100% thinking about proposing to leti in the near future ,, he just needs to get a custom ring made ( the rock WILL be huge ) + plan everything else bc he can be very over the top & sometimes just needs certain celebrations to be extravagant :/

do   your   muses   have   any   pets   together   ?

erm my boy isn't a fan of having pets , he probs just thinks he wont be able to care for them since he's away training most of the time + travelling for his fights ( & the fact that he's allergic to cats ) but he'll proudly be the adoptive father for jinx ,,, although i fear it might be hilarious to imagine trav having a one - sided beef with leti's cat lmao he'd be like ' jinx purposefully slept on top of my face last night bc she wanted to suffocate me yup . ' [ side note but they would probs have farm animals like chickens in their italy home i- ]

what   do   your   muses   do   for   fun   together   ?

honestly , travis would think doing literally anything would be fun as long as he's doing it with leti . he could be working out with her & he'd find it 100x more fun than doing it with his personal trainer ,,, same goes with the mundane things like cooking pancakes for breakfast , tidying up the house , even just showering is a million times better if it's w her ( & we all know why ... lmao ) and i feel like leti would have the same sentiments !

did   your   muses   take   each others   virginity   ?

pleaseee i'm going to be honest i actually dont know if he was leti's first ??? if we've discussed it before then i forgor ... but yea no , travis lost his virginity when he was in high school & then proceeded to have a hoe phase during ( & after ) university so my mans is for the streets !!! although that just means he's had tons of practice before wink wink 🤭 he def. knows what he's doing in the bedroom & knows all the tips n tricks to please leti LMAO

when   did   your   muses   realize they   had   fallen   for   each   other   ?

for travis personally , he only realized what he had when he lost it </3 so i'm assuming his initial plan worked & the entire thing made sasha want him back but at that point , he rlly didn't give a damn about sasha [ probably never did tbh ] & now that leti's gone , it made him realize that all the models & influencers throwing themselves at him meant nothing bc he couldn't stop searching for leti in all of them i- yeah </3 sad hours fr

which one of your muses is more affectionate ?

leti !! our ultimate hopeless romantic yup pls protect her at all costs 🥺 although now that they've been together for so long , trav has def. picked up a few affectionate qualities from leti & he has also learned how to express his feelings better thanks to her !

who's   most   likely   to   apologize   first   after   an   argument   ?

the most obvious answer is definitely not travis bc the ego on that man could reach jupiter ... BUT that was before he started dating leti . now , he's been working on putting his pride aside & apologizing when he's in the wrong . plus , he could never bear the thought of leti being upset w him so even if it's not his fault ? he'd probs still be the one to apologize #characterdevelopment

what   was   your   muses   first   impressions   of   each   other   ?

truthfully , the first thing trav noticed about leti would be her physical appearance . since they barely knew each other + he was only looking for someone hot enough to help make his ex jealous , everything was very superficial . travis is such a red flag for that honestly he deserves jail time but yeah ,,, out of everyone in the room ? he wanted her 🤭 it was the innocence & beauty that drew him in i just know ittt

what   is   one   word   that   would   describe   your   muses   relationship   ?

devoted ♡

do   your   muses   have   a   '   song   '   that's   just   for   them   ?

i shall be redirecting u to our playlist once again <333 i simply cannot choose just one song but surprisingly the one that sticks out to me is imagine by ariana grande ?? help ... it might be the overall vibe of the song + the cute lyrics tbh

what   is   your   muse's   sex   life   like   ?   how   frequent   ?   what   are   they   into   ?

well ... frequent enough for them to have a child now !! lmaooo but fr , travis would've been too busy at training bootcamps & leti with her ballet career so they wouldn't be doing it often but once they're together ? trust , travis is finding the most unconventional places for them to hook up 👀 bff that's what the tinted windows of his cars are for ... & that's why he has multiple apartments in different cities ... he really said quality over quantity !! anytime , anywhere !! he's ready fr !! also , my boi is so used to being rough in his day to day life that he just craves the sensual & softness feeling when he's being intimate w leti <3

omg it's finally done wow !! i actually wanna see ur version of this ask meme idk im so invested i cri all the time just thinking abt the t + r universe ♡

[pluttskutt]

Writeblr Interview

thanks @tildeathiwillwrite for the tag!

Short stories, novels, or poems?

I naturally write novels. It's not a flex, but it's the fact that the side plots I come up with go beyond what I imagined at the start so suddenly we're 100k in and the main conflict hasn't begun yet. Ha.

What genre do you prefer reading?

Depends! I read "All the Bright Places" and "Hearstopper" for research when writing my own teen love story and I enjoyed them both. Growing up, I was an avid fantasy devourer but ever since they went from children's book -> YA I lost interest.

Are you a planner or a write as I go kind of person?

I always start with a plot and MC's but what happens is kind of up to the characters in the way that they shape the story. I tend to have at least two points I want to hit (a secret comes out, A meets E that will be important later etc) but how I get there is up to the characters.

I'm not a slave to them, but they drive the story forward but how they interact. An impatient character may break into a place, certain of their cause, only for it to be the wrong place, which would be a different story than one who waits and breaks into the right place.

Both are valid and will lead to them being chased by the law, but one fits the character and the other doesn't.

What music do you listen to while writing?

I have character and WIP playlists on Spotify that I listen to. If I'm writing something new that I'm unsure about I use YouTube to search for ambiance to help me picture the scene.

Favorite books/movies?

"All the Bright Places" was so good it made it to my favourites. There's a Swedish book series I read when I was younger that was called "(the) Circle" (translated) about witches I enjoyed a lot as a teen.

When it comes to movies I tend to enjoy the ones where music plays a big part like Disney musicals, the Greatest Showman, Shrek, Wonder Woman.

Any current WIPs?

Yes! A lot! I talk briefly about them in my pinned post.

Create a character description of yourself:

No thank you.

Do you like incorporating actual people you know into your writing?

In a way. I draw inspiration from those around me when creating certain characters. One time, I just took a name from my then-BFF onto the MC's BFF to make me think of our relationship so the character's would feel like real BFF's.

Are you kill happy with your characters?

Not happy but "meh" about it. There are times when the plot has them die. They are nothing but puppets. and I am their master.

Coffee or Tea while writing?

Neither. I drink water.

Slow or fast writer?

Slow. I set the mood with music, play Solitaire when I'm not sure how to proceed, and delete a lot of what I write before I'm satisfied. I've deleted 3k long scenes before.

If you were in a fantasy world, what would you be?

I don't know! Everything! Mermaids are beautiful with long hair, but I'd also love to be a dryad and run through the woods jumping over obstacles since I can barely walk now, and I'd love to ride a gryphon.

I think I'd be an elf who goes on adventures and gets to experience all of it. I'd even be the champion if It meant no brain damage.

Most fav book cliche:

I don't know. I don't read a lot, ha. True love's kiss I guess.

Least favorite cliche:

Characters who hate each other with the guy being an absolute bully and the girl starts to like him ???

Favorite scene to write?

Emotional ones! Sad, lethargic, happy, etc. Like a doom scene where everything goes wrong and the surviving characters are left with emptyness and the betrayal of one they considered a friend who caused it.

Character A holding onto B in desperation as B dangles over a black hole, both knowing B won't survive.

A species that has lived underground for generations sends someone up to test if the surface is okay every now and then. Now that they do, this one comes face to face with a beast known only in books.

Scenes like that.

Reason for writing?

Easiest way to get the characters out my head. I couldn't ever get the hang of drawing as a child, so writing it was. Also, comments on Ao3 are the only proof I have of being good at anything.

I leave this as an open tag for anyone wanting to do it!

[olderthannetfic]

I feel like fandom activism has caused so, so many brains to rot.

How in the world is writing more fics featuring non-white characters going to show anything to the people behind End OTW Racism? And why in the world should I have an obligation to write it?

I write fics because I enjoy writing and immediately sharing with an audience, because I like characters someone else came up with, because constructing a little space for my creativity in fics gives me far less stress than thinking about creating original novels. It's not my job, and it's certainly not activism.

This idea that people should at least write one or two fics about characters of color because it shows they're not racist or because, somewhat, this stuff fights fandom racism, is absolutely unhinged.

I was in a fandom with a main character of color, and I had to leave because people were constantly at each other's throats and harassing one another because writing this character in any way would get you called a racist. He bottoms? Racist. He tops? Racist. He's described with his hair cut this way? Racist. He's vegetarian? Racist. He's not vegetarian? Racist. Literally you couldn't fucking win because the fandom split in two major groups at its beginning, and since then, if you write him in a certain way, you'll have one side accuse you of being racist, and if you write him this other way, it's gonna be the other side who accuses you! I got rape threats over this shit!

This is insanity! I work a shitload of hours a week and come to fandom to relax, reblog stupid posts, retweet porn drawings, listen to the worst Spotify playlists known to mankind, and share the fics I spend too much time working on.

Why the fuck should I treat fandom like it's a cause I should give my life to? I don't want to eat my vegetables because the vegetable you're presenting me with is unseasoned iceberg lettuce: it doesn't interest me, it doesn't have a flavor I'm seeking, and it holds no nutritional value whatsoever.

Stop pretending that things can be changed by writing more fics about that Star Wars character or that set of Marvel movies, because you know damn well they won't: you'll just get harassed more, and when you'll delete/orphan all your fics because just the idea of logging into Ao3 will make you want to anxiety puke, the people who supported all these movements will go to their Tumblrs and Twitters and whatever other socials the hip kids use and write shit like "Thank god that horrible racist left! People like them should never dare to write fics about POC ever again! Whoever harassed them out of the fandom did the right thing."

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[moonlitinks]

Writer Q&A Tag Game

Thank you to bestie @writingbyricochet for tagging me! CAN WE JUST START OFF WITH THAT LITTLE WRITING SNIPPET (AND THE KISS SCENE) THAT HAD ME SQUEALING??? I AM SO, SO EXCITED FOR PARADISE LIVED AND DIED. for anyone interested in this amazing writer, her answers are linked here!

1) What motivates you to write?

Whenever I sit there and read a good book in one sitting for hours. The magic. The characters. The romance. The ACTION. It just makes me realize that I want to ignite this same feeling to others, and I want to make my book feel like a second home for them to escape to <3

2) A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

This is my most recent writing snippet that I'm just SO HAPPY TO WRITE I DON'T KNOW WHY

“Well, I think you’re a selfish—” Rip. The sound of her skirt tearing caused her to pause, and the magpie picked and picked at the edges of her dress. What was it doing? Bari grabbed at the remaining pieces before she exposed herself and got kicked out due to indecency. He stared at her with indifference, scowling like he could not take her at all. “There,” he said. “Now you have no reason to cling to me.” He snatched the magpie from the air and Bari cried out in alarm. Even the bird seemed to sense the dangerous aura that the he emitted, pecking at the space in between them. Altair paused at where the magpie pecked, and his gaze slipped for a second, enough to Bari to snatch her bird back, and the lantern in the other.  She really did need to get rid of the lantern, but it wouldn’t move because, apparently, even an enchanted object believed that she didn’t know what she wanted. “Tell me to take a voice.”

3) Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

Altair, because he's so complex. I always love a character that is more mysterious and has a lot of history to unpack behind them because of all the awful things they've done, but a lot of guilt and regret following them, too. Seeing their transformation arc is BEAUTIFUL.

4) What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

Drafting and creating plot twists! And brainstorming / daydreaming about ideas. If you can't tell, I'm not much of a plotter haha.

5) What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

Inner dialogue! And I think I really like getting in depth with characters, so you really know them.

6) What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

I think I love it because we're all honest about the writing process. Writing is really lonely and it actually can really drain you mentally without the right mindset. Personally, I have a lot of anxiety, so seeing people that understand me really makes me feel like I can write and simply enjoy it. It also makes me feel less alone.

7) A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

Scrivener, my love. I also love watching author interviews like Chloe Gong and Stephanie Garber and just seeing what their drafting and publishing journey has been like, and it inspires me to write! Pinterest is also great for aesthetics, and Spotify is the best for playlists <3

8) A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

I love the Enchanted Kingdom (soon to be named...) I've built so far. It's filled with curses that have been unresolved in the first lives that these gods have lived, and now have reappeared to kinda ruin the Kingdom. My world is very fairytale slash studio ghibli esque, so I'm having so fun with the tidbits now!

9) What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

Oh, God. DO I KNOW THIS PERSONALLY. I swear my rough patch hasn't ended... writing after nearly not writing for a good two years really does something to you.

Writing is all about mindset. It doesn't matter how much of an oddball idea you have. If you don't believe in it, it'll never get finished. Every time I doubted myself, my anxiety got so bad I shut down immediately. And I was so worried about what other people would think when reading my books, that I stopped myself from writing the books I want to write in the first place. Whether you have people around you discouraging to write, or can't believe in yourself, at the end of the day, it's just you and your book. And what's the point of writing if you're just following a trend? Or slugging yourself to finish a book you can't even connect with? Each book is a piece of yourself, and I think the greatest realization I had is to write the story you want to read. And it doesn't matter if it's about some girl who makes a deal with a god to save her sister, or about some alien on a spaceship, or about carnivals! Writing is so amazing because you can connect with readers who enjoy the same things you do, but it all starts with believing in yourself first.

When you get stuck, don't panic. If you haven't read an article about how Boredom Leads to Creativity, maybe take a quick break about writing that first! Writing isn't about who finishes the book first, but it's about quality and a game of luck. Maybe you need a break away from writing. Maybe you need to reconnect with your characters. Maybe you're just tired of toiling over and over again on this plot line.

There is no set method to returning to your project. But what has helped me is learning why I want to write. It doesn't matter how much I return to my world, or try to force my characters into more trauma if there's no reason why I'm writing this. Like, is it to enjoy it? Is it to have people experience these feelings I've felt months ago, and hold importance to me? Even the simplest reasons are the deepest ones. <3

And finally (sorry this advice is literally a hundred pages long, can you tell I'm procrastinating right now?), writing is meant to be serious, but it's also meant to be fun. The draft is simply just that: a draft. You can get ideas from random lines you wrote, or even take out characters to write a different book about! Don't ruin the one thing you've learned to love. Personally, writing in fun / ugly fonts: Arial, Comic Sans, etc., has really helped me focus on what I want to say instead of whether this book will ever get queried or not. Set a routine. Write everyday, or don't if you're more of a mood writer. The instant you feel the itch to write, JUST FUCKING DO IT, OKAY. THIS IS A SIGN. It doesn't matter if it's a scene in the third act and you're only on chapter 1. It's a sign that the story wants you, and only you to write it.

FINALLY FINALLY, I swear this is my last piece of advice, and the shortest: Believe in yourself, even when no one else does. Writing is hard, but rewarding. I believe in you. <3

wowooww that was long, tagging @orphicpoieses @macabremoons @halfbit @leisoree @sleepysuiteheart @the-chaotic-writer @heymacareyna @hallwriteblr @sculpture-in-a-period-drama @pixelw0rds @thetruearchmagos + other mutuals and anyone who wants to participate! i would love to hear your responses, PLEASE.

[novella-writers]

Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

I’m a multiple paragraphs/novella style writer. I love to write detailed descriptions and delve into a character’s head/emotions as well as surroundings. I compare it to writing a novel together. Not every reply has to be novella length, however. If there are action or dialogue heavy scenes, I tend to do a shorter back and forth to keep the momentum going. 

I only do MxF (with me writing the female role). I don’t double, but I’m more than happy to write side characters of either gender to help move the story along. I only want female authors writing male characters as I’m uncomfortable with cis male authors. (Nonbinary pals are an exception).

I'm really hoping to find a friendship, someone who can add to our story, and most importantly, someone who wants a long-term connection. It's difficult for me to write with someone if I don't feel that genuine bond. It's also important to me to have a high level of activity, with at least one reply a day. 

If you suddenly stop replying ic and ooc, I'll drop the story after 2 attempts of gauging interest spaced a week apart. But feel free to message me if you want to pick the story back up again, even months later. 

Searching For: 

21+ partners only 

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Plot before smut. While mature themes will be in my writing, there needs to be chemistry between our characters. I normally do a 60/40 plot to smut ratio and my characters tend to be subs/switches depending on the circumstances 

 An older male character (early forties to mid-late fifties). I love the gruff and tough men with dark pasts who secretly have a soft heart. I also love grumpy, hypermasculine men being intimidated by sweet but fiery women. My characters are mid-late twenties to early-mid thirties so the age gap is legal. 

I'm not looking for age play. It's a romance between two consenting adults who each act exactly their age, and they just happen to be different ages. 

Enthusiasm to chat about our character and ship, how to crush them and then gushing over fluffy moments. I love crying over characters and what the heck they’re doing. I want my heart ripped from my chest from angst, then feeling like it’s going to burst from overwhelming cuteness. I want us to love these characters and the world we create. I want to make pinterest boards, spotify playlists, graphics, and toss headcanons back and forth until late at night. 

Have an idea for a scene? Found a picture that inspired you? Send it to me! Be invested when it comes to plotting/worldbuilding. There’s nothing worse than receiving one sentence in reply to two paragraphs of ideas, or having a doormat partner who says “sure” to whatever I ask. Building ideas one on top of the other, watching them snowball into amazing plot threads brings me joy. But having to pull plot ideas like I’m pulling teeth makes me think you’re not interested, and I will lose interest in return.

Interests: 

Modern fantasy, monsters, sci-fi, omegaverse, southern gothic/midwest gothic (i’m a sucker for that southern/texas drawl), horror, height/size difference, enemies to lovers, slow burn romance, spooky small towns, post apocalyptic/dystopia, crime/mysteries, emotionally charged/dark and gritty, forced proximity, opposites attract, fated mates, anti heroes/morally gray characters, traumatic pasts, grumpy x sunshine, touch her / him and die, and more.

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY) 

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games, Fallout (TV Show)

I write only on discord using servers with organized channels. Like this post or add me on discord (magicofrain) if you’re interested. The most effective way to grab my genuine interest is by messaging me with a detailed reply. Please let me know which interests you liked from my ad.

Message if interested!

[roleplayfinder]

Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

I’m a multiple paragraphs/novella style writer. I love to write detailed descriptions and delve into a character’s head/emotions as well as surroundings. I compare it to writing a novel together. Not every reply has to be novella length, however. If there are action or dialogue heavy scenes, I tend to do a shorter back and forth to keep the momentum going. 

I only do MxF (with me writing the female role). I don’t double, but I’m more than happy to write side characters of either gender to help move the story along. I only want female authors writing male characters as I’m uncomfortable with cis male authors. (Nonbinary pals are an exception).

I'm really hoping to find a friendship, someone who can add to our story, and most importantly, someone who wants a long-term connection. It's difficult for me to write with someone if I don't feel that genuine bond. It's also important to me to have a high level of activity, with at least one reply a day. 

If you suddenly stop replying ic and ooc, I'll drop the story after 2 attempts of gauging interest spaced a week apart. But feel free to message me if you want to pick the story back up again, even months later. 

Searching For: 

20+ partners only 

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Plot before smut. While mature themes will be in my writing, there needs to be chemistry between our characters. I normally do a 60/40 plot to smut ratio and my characters tend to be subs/switches depending on the circumstances 

 An older male character (early forties to mid-late fifties). I love the gruff and tough men with dark pasts who secretly have a soft heart. I also love grumpy, hypermasculine men being intimidated by sweet but fiery women. My characters are mid-late twenties to early-mid thirties so the age gap is legal. 

I'm not looking for age play. It's a romance between two consenting adults who each act exactly their age, and they just happen to be different ages. 

Enthusiasm to chat about our character and ship, how to crush them and then gushing over fluffy moments. I love crying over characters and what the heck they’re doing. I want my heart ripped from my chest from angst, then feeling like it’s going to burst from overwhelming cuteness. I want us to love these characters and the world we create. I want to make pinterest boards, spotify playlists, graphics, and toss headcanons back and forth until late at night. 

Have an idea for a scene? Found a picture that inspired you? Send it to me! Be invested when it comes to plotting/worldbuilding. There’s nothing worse than receiving one sentence in reply to two paragraphs of ideas, or having a doormat partner who says “sure” to whatever I ask. Building ideas one on top of the other, watching them snowball into amazing plot threads brings me joy. But having to pull plot ideas like I’m pulling teeth makes me think you’re not interested, and I will lose interest in return.

Interests: 

Modern fantasy, monsters, sci-fi, omegaverse, southern gothic/midwest gothic (i’m a sucker for that southern/texas drawl), horror, height/size difference, enemies to lovers, slow burn romance, spooky small towns, post apocalyptic/dystopia, crime/mysteries, emotionally charged/dark and gritty, forced proximity, opposites attract, fated mates, anti heroes/morally gray characters, traumatic pasts, grumpy x sunshine, touch her / him and die, and more.

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY) 

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games, Fallout (TV Show)

I write only on discord using servers with organized channels. Like this post or add me on discord (magicofrain) if you’re interested. The most effective way to grab my genuine interest is by messaging me with a detailed reply. Please let me know which interests you liked from my ad.

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[milkmaidovich]

Milkmaidovich Plays Catch-up

I am BEHIND pals

Had a long week and a half of Book Stuff to finalize (who knew cover design would take up so much of my brain [it's me, I knew]) but it's all finished so it's time to CATCH UP!

(This post will be a Tag Game Tuesday post, with everything else getting its own)

Jul 18 Tag Game Tuesday

Thanks to @howlinchickhowl @auds-and-evens @mickeyheartian @scurvgirl , @tanktopgallavich , @metalheadmickey , and @vintagelacerosette for the tags!

name: kat

pronouns: she/her

where do you call home? A state I don't particularly like in the southeastern US (it’s very red which is hard for this queer anti-capitalist socialist) but it was a career-related move so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

favorite animal: hiphopopopotamus

cereal of choice: love me a strawberry & yogurt Joe’s-O from Trader Joe’s, or the churro Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and also a Honey Nut Cheerio if I can’t get the other two

are you a visual, auditory, or kinesthetic learner? Kinesthetic is the main one, the writing/doing is helpful for my ADHD, especially if I mix and match with visual/auditory

first pet? Carnival Goldfish that we had living in a crystal punch bowl

favorite scent? Tuberose, amber, oud, leather (I love a darkspicy scent)

do you believe in astrology? Eh? Kind of? I see some undeniable traits of the signs in myself and those around me but also I see a lot of incorrect stuff so it's more for fun than for basing life choices on

how many playlists do you have on spotify/apple music? Literal hundreds, I'm not going to count

sharpies or highlighters? Sharpies FOREVER

a song that makes you cry: uhhhhh most recent one is Unknown/Nth by Hozier

a song that makes you happy: SO MANY! Most recently: The Hellcat Spangled Shalalala (Suck It and See is always in heavy rotation in the summer)

and finally, do you write/draw/create? if so, use this as an opportunity to shamelessly (😉) promote yourself! I write sometimes! Hopefully more now that I've got some more time! Find me on AO3

July 25 Tag Game

Thanks to @celestialmickey, @transmickey, @lupeloto, @harrowhark-a-vagrant, and @scurvgirl for the tags!

name: kat

age: 33

pronouns: she/her

your sun sign, MBTI type, and enneagram type (google them if you’re not sure!): cancer 🦀, ENTP-T, 9w1/8 (I don't really understand the MBTI/enneagram stuff if someone feels like explaining)

how tall are you? 5'3.5" (1.6m, 161cm)

what color are your eyes? Greeeeeeen

the last time you saw a movie in theaters (bonus: what was it?): UH the super Mario movie with my kid? I think? A couple months ago

favorite dessert: peach pie/cobbler ALWAYS

outer space or the ocean? The ocean, why the fuck do we need to keep going to space when the ocean is RIGHT THERE

you’re in a McDonald’s drive thru, what are you ordering? 10pc chicken nugget, fries, sprite

are you good with plants? Maybe?????? Genuinely unsure

would your current self and high school self get along? Lmao maybe?????? Honestly it's 50/50

a food you can’t stand: FUCK BEETS

something you’d do if money were no object: TRAVEL AND CONCERTS AND TRAVELING TO CONCERTS

the last app you opened on your phone (tumblr doesn’t count!): DayForce

and finally, compliment yourself! You are better at learned skills than you give yourself credit for!!

Since these are so behind I won't tag anyone but if you didn't get tagged and want to play, consider this your tag!

[lovesongbracket]

Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

A Thousand Years

Written By: Christina Perri & David Hodges

Artist: Christina Perri

Released: 2011

Alternate version included: A Thousand Years Pt. II feat. Steve Kazee, 2012

“A Thousand Years” is about an eternal love. It was written by Christina Perri, specifically for The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn – Part 1 soundtrack. Christina Perri explained her inspiration for writing the song in a 2012 interview. She said “The producers came to me in 2011 and said, ‘can you write a song for Breaking Dawn – Part 1?’ So I went and saw the film six months before it came out, and wrote ‘A Thousand Years’ for Edward and Bella. I’m not a vampire, even though I wish I was, but I tried to step into their love story.”

[Verse 1] Heart beats fast Colors and promises How to be brave? How can I love when I'm Afraid to fall? But watching you stand alone All of my doubt Suddenly goes away somehow [Pre-Chorus] One step closer [Chorus] I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you For a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more [Verse 2] Time stands still Beauty in all she is I will be brave I will not let anything Take away What's standing in front of me Every breath Every hour has come to this [Pre-Chorus] One step closer [Chorus] I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more And all along I believed I would find you Time has brought your heart to me I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more [Bridge] One step closer One step closer [Chorus] I have died every day waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more And all along I believed I would find you Time has brought your heart to me I have loved you for a thousand years I'll love you for a thousand more

Tainted Love

Written By: Ed Cobb

Artist: Soft Cell

Released: 1981

Originally recorded by: Gloria Jones, 1965

Soft Cell’s 1981 synth-pop hit “Tainted Love” is a remake of a 1964 Gloria Jones song. Jones’ song was a B-side to “My Bad Boy’s Comin’ Home,” a Motown single that flopped. Jones’ “Tainted Love” blew up in the UK’s Northern soul scene in the ’70s after British club DJ Richard Searling bought a used copy on a trip to the US. After “Tainted Love” got a boost from the Northern soul scene, Gloria Jones recorded a new version in 1974, but it failed to chart. When Soft Cell decided to give the song a go in 1981, they changed the key and slowed the tempo. They worked with producer Mike Thorne to create the electronic arrangement for the song. Thorne told Sound on Sound: “You could smell the coke on that second, Northern soul version, it was really so over-ramped and so frantic. It was good for the dance floor, but I didn’t like the record…when Soft Cell performed the song I heard a very novel sound and a very nice voice, so off we went.”

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to go nowhere And I've lost my light For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night [Chorus] Once I ran to you (I ran) Now, I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Oh, tainted love Tainted love [Verse 2] Now, I know I've got to Run away, I've got to Get away You don't really want any more from me To make things right You need someone to hold you tight And you think love is to pray But I'm sorry, I don't pray that way [Chorus] Once I ran to you (I ran) Now, I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Oh, tainted love Tainted love [Bridge] Don't touch me please I cannot stand the way you tease I love you, though you hurt me so Now, I'm gonna pack my things and go [Chorus] Tainted love, oh, tainted love, oh Tainted love, oh, tainted love, oh [Outro] Touch me, baby, tainted love Touch me, baby, tainted love Tainted love, oh Tainted love, oh Tainted love

[totally-not-an-awkward-okapi]

Spotify Link

I really hoped my brain would stop treating Hwei like a chew toy before I broke and annotated his playlist. I really did.

Hwei, the Visionary - “In northwest Ionia, the island of Koyehn once stood beautiful and serene. Among its golden sands, seasonal bazaar, and quaint mill town sat the Temple of Koyehn, an ancient and renowned conservatory for the arts. Lukai Hwei was born to inherit this temple.”

Under a Technicolor Sky - “Kind and precocious, Hwei spent his childhood putting to canvas his wild daydreams, which exaggerated the world around him into surreal, fantastical sights.”

The Bad Color - “As paint flowed around the canvas, however, his control ebbed.”

Sleepwalk - “Emotion crashed through him, wild and fathomless as an ocean, and he surrendered himself to its beauty.”

Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me get up and walk Bad thoughts give me bad dreams And my bad dreams make me sleepwalk

The Consequence of Imagination is Fear - “His vision turned black, his last memory the awestruck masters, drowning. Hwei awoke days later, surrounded by his masters—alive, but infuriated.”

The million "what if I"s between your ears The feelings of regret And now I'm running to forget But know, the consequence of imagination's fear

I don’t like my mind - “Hwei was horrified—but fascinated—by the depths of his power, and he craved to see more.”

I don't like my mind, I don't like being left alone in a room With all its opinions about the things that I've done So, yeah, I blast music loud and I work myself to the bone

Syncopate the Beat - “Thus, by day, he upheld Koyehn’s conventions.”

That you syncopate the beat, that color scheme like you're living inside someone else's dream That sugarplum queen has no money to buy herself the rest of the dress, it's the stress It's the stress

Vow of Silence - “But alone at night, he pushed the boundaries, driven to explore the extent of his power.”

Silence means that you can't speak: you can't let things out, they stay inside You just sit and nod like a quiet freak, and you hold your tongue and you swallow your pride

Under a Monochromatic Sky - “And with passion and humility, he prepared to inherit his birthright, surrounded by the respect and affection of his peers. But part of his mind remained forever shrouded at nightfall.”

The Concerto - “And so it remained, until the temple received a visiting artist: Khada Jhin.”

Beautiful Delirium - “Over a gilded summer, Hwei accompanied Jhin, guiding him around Koyehn. They often exchanged their creative perspectives, and, respecting their differences, Hwei recognized Jhin’s virtuosity and valued their time together.”

I felt like dead flowers in a vase (Dead flowers in a vase) Which somebody forgot to throw away Still standing here on public display (Still standing here on public display) All wilted and decayed

A Crow’s Trial - “But the night before Jhin’s departure, the man challenged Hwei.”

The crow offers me a smoke He says, "It'll take you for a joyride" No, sir, I think I'd rather choke Oh, I'll be fine "You're in a web of lies"

Do You Believe Me? - “Jhin sensed that the pieces Hwei showed others were forced façades—and he wanted to see a real performance.”

Don't hide yourself Don't hide yourself from me Are you coming to my show? No, you don't have to go Do you believe me?

Painter - “Hwei tried to deny it, but his eyes betrayed him. Flooded by the years spent creating meaningless art, his imagination begged catharsis.”

Paintings, paintings I’ve painted for you Leave me so confused ‘Cause I used all the colors of the rainbow But the colors on your palette are so damn few

Everything I Wanted - “Sharing these forbidden visions for another exhilarated him and illuminated the powers of his art: connection, inspiration, and unfettered creation.”

I had a dream I got everything I wanted But when I wake up, I see You with me

De Selby (Part 1) - “Jhin witnessed all. Afterward, with eyes alight and tone inscrutable, he said farewell, stating he would be moving on tomorrow ‘to watch the lotuses bloom.’”

And sit unseen with only the inner upheld Your reflection can't offer a word To the bliss of not knowin' yourself With all mirrorin' gone from the world

First Light - “At dawn, Hwei and his fellow artists awoke to a series of tragedies.”

One bright mornin' changes all things Soft and easy as your breathin', you wake Your eyes open at first, a thousand miles away But turnin' shoot a silver bullet point-blank range And I can scarce believe what I'm believin' in Could this be how every day begins?

Jhin’s theme - “First: four historic paintings, destroyed.”

Colorful Mind - “Second: an arrangement of four bodies — the masters that Hwei had almost killed in his youth.”

Picture perfect mutilation; Bright to black with no hesitation All the right shades on the wrong page Make up this colorful mind This colorful mind of mine

I’m doing Art - “Third: the fiery eruption of the temple’s lowest floors.”

Going Going Gone - “Amid the flames, Hwei imagined the air electric with color. Everything that lived within him bled outward.”

Where I can stop this Stop this crying You’re not a crocodile But you’re a lizard with a pointy little tongue And no holster, no cabinet

Battle Cry - “The temple quickly collapsed into ruins, with Hwei emerging as its only survivor.”

I stumbled out into the cold below a thoughtless moon I saw the phantoms of my friends, but they were gone too soon

Have A Seat Misery - “Exhausted and guilt-ridden, he mourned.”

Have a seat, misery Lord how I’ve missed you Don’t go crying to me That I kept you away for too long

Addict of the Gallery - “Yet his imagination overflowed, reliving every moment of the disaster.”

More material Feeling low Taking scraps from destruction Building me up again

Venom - “During the day, Hwei and the villagers from the mill town held burials. At night, he revisited the ashen-gray wreckage and painted, his palette taking the shape of Koyehn’s crest—the same worn over his heart.”

It's been kind of cold, feeling all alone Haven't been myself in quite a while You know They got in my head, like everybody said Cautionary tale How quick the sick can spread

Giraffe - “On one such night, Hwei found the remnants of a trap beneath the rubble—one petaled like a lotus flower.”

I've been drinking With wolves dressed up as sheep They've been killing Injured creatures in their sleep Get some feelings That truly bothers me I can save them I know I can

I Feel Evil Creeping In - “In the time since, Hwei has learned that the answers he seeks arise through revealing the full extent of his art to others.”

When I pushed you Out of my fucking way I left the sun on your skin So when I wore it It would fit me

Suffer With Me - “He tracks down nefarious individuals in Ionia’s darkest corners, unleashing scenes of suffering upon them to understand his own well of pain.”

Dinner Is Not Over - “Yet he also reaches out to Ionia’s victims—fellow witnesses—to create shared tranquility and reflection.”

But that's dessert! You can have it when the dinner is gone! So put it down

Natural - “Both the relentless artist rising from the ashes and the kindhearted man from a once-peaceful isle, Hwei faces the conflicting hues of Ionia—and his own imagination.”

I'm just tryna run away from the past  It's so blurry, it looks like dark purple  Wandering in the dark, falling for temptation

Dreamland - “As he spirals deeper into the shadows, he lights a path, mind brimming with possibility.”

Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist

Abstract (Psychopomp) - “Which shade of himself will triumph, however, is yet to be seen.”

Sometimes, it returns like rain that you slept through  That washed off the world, the streets looking brand new I will not be great, but I'm grateful to get through The feeling came late, I'm still glad I met you

I Cannot See His Colors - “With paintbrush and palette, Hwei shapes endless possibilities as he draws ever closer to earning closure or embracing despair.”

[findyourrp]

Hi, you can call me Storm! I'm 30 and the mom of a loud and demanding cat ❤️

I’m a multiple paragraphs/novella style writer. I love to write detailed descriptions and delve into a character’s head/emotions as well as surroundings. I compare it to writing a novel together. Not every reply has to be novella length, however. If there are action or dialogue heavy scenes, I tend to do a shorter back and forth to keep the momentum going. 

I only do MxF (with me writing the female role). I don’t double, but I’m more than happy to write side characters of either gender to help move the story along. I only want female authors writing male characters as I’m uncomfortable with male authors. (Nonbinary pals are an exception).

I'm really hoping to find a friendship, someone who can add to our story, and most importantly, someone who wants a long-term connection. It's difficult for me to write with someone if I don't feel that genuine bond. It's also important to me to have a high level of activity, with at least one reply a day. 

If you suddenly stop replying ic and ooc, I'll drop the story after 2 attempts of gauging interest spaced a week apart. But feel free to message me if you want to pick the story back up again, even months later. 

Searching For: 

20+ partners only 

An excellent grasp of grammar, punctuation, spelling, and capitalization. (Literate to advanced writers only, please. I'm not looking for newbies)

Plot before smut. While mature themes will be in my writing, there needs to be chemistry between our characters. I normally do a 60/40 plot to smut ratio and my characters tend to be subs/switches depending on the circumstances 

 An older male character (early forties to mid-late fifties). I love the gruff and tough men with dark pasts who secretly have a soft heart. I also love grumpy, hypermasculine men being intimidated by sweet but fiery women. My characters are mid-late twenties to early-mid thirties so the age gap is legal. 

I'm not looking for age play. It's a romance between two consenting adults who each act exactly their age, and they just happen to be different ages. 

Enthusiasm to chat about our character and ship, how to crush them and then gushing over fluffy moments. I love crying over characters and what the heck they’re doing. I want my heart ripped from my chest from angst, then feeling like it’s going to burst from overwhelming cuteness. I want us to love these characters and the world we create. I want to make pinterest boards, spotify playlists, graphics, and toss headcanons back and forth until late at night. 

Have an idea for a scene? Found a picture that inspired you? Send it to me! Be invested when it comes to plotting/worldbuilding. There’s nothing worse than receiving one sentence in reply to two paragraphs of ideas, or having a doormat partner who says “sure” to whatever I ask. Building ideas one on top of the other, watching them snowball into amazing plot threads brings me joy. But having to pull plot ideas like I’m pulling teeth makes me think you’re not interested, and I will lose interest in return.

Interests: 

Modern fantasy, monsters, sci-fi, omegaverse, southern gothic/midwest gothic (i’m a sucker for that southern/texas drawl), horror, height/size difference, cheating/affair, enemies to lovers, slow burn romance, spooky small towns, post apocalyptic/dystopia, crime/mysteries, emotionally charged/dark and gritty, bodyguard x assignment, forced proximity, opposites attract, fated mates, anti heroes/morally gray characters, traumatic pasts, grumpy x sunshine, one bed, men who simp over their women, touch her / him and die, and more.

I have lots of original plot ideas in mind as well!

Fandoms (OCs ONLY) 

Star Wars, Stranger Things, Mercy Thompson Series, True Blood, The Last of Us, Hunger Games, Fallout (TV Show)

I write only on discord using servers with organized channels. Like this post or add me on discord (magicofrain) if you’re interested. The most effective way to grab my genuine interest is by messaging me as if we've been friends for years. Please let me know which interests you liked from my ad.

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