#ill do this in a bit tysm for tag :D

[blankfairy]

WIP Wednesday

Another week, another tag game! Please share your last sentence; or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (OR sketch for your artwork!)

i got tagged by @rainwingmarvel7,, tysm!! :D (i'm just gonna post an excerpt bc it's more fun tee hee)

“Jacaerys and Lucerys,” he affirmed. His voice never rose above a whisper, distant and crackly like the ancient oak in the godswood. “I wish they were dead.” A dreadful taste thickened in Alicent’s throat, dripping low into her belly and settling there like a pit. This was not her doing, surely? She spoke ill of Rhaenyra’s sons often, perhaps more than she ought to in front of Larys’ boy, but such a young, tempered spirit couldn’t have conjured up an idea like that himself… She placed a firm hand on Trystane’s shoulder, steadying herself, and pulled him to face her. He swayed with the force of her touch, but did not fight. “You cannot say such things, sweet boy.” Her words were a murmur, yet sharper than she liked. It was necessary, Alicent told herself; he couldn’t go around speaking about these sorts of things without any sense of caution. “Jace and Luke are…” “Harwin is supposed to be my kin,” Trystane interupted. “He’s supposed to care about me when my father doesn’t. Right?” Alicent took a deep, measured breath. Mother, guide me. “It’s an unkind thing to say.” Luke squealed something in an excited tone, teasing; Aemond bit back with the swish of his wooden sword and a maligned insult. The beds of Alicent’s fingernails itched viciously. “Promise me you won’t say it again.” “Is it?” Trystane tilted his head. His eyes were wide, irises as depthless and blue as the Blackwater itself. “They’re going to die, anyways. They stink of it. Blood and sea salt and cinder. If they got it over with, I could have Uncle Harwin, and mayhaps grandfather would—”

no pressure tags!! @huramuna @dogboykennedy @paskalin @playlistashton @emilykaldwen

[maindancersungjin]

Got tagged by @savageday6 to make this picrew!! Tysm for tagging me :D

Ill tag whoever wants to do this, ive been a bit inactive so idk whos still around 😭

[jordanstrophe]

Please write a Whumpee with insomnia rooted in anxiety? Whumpee feels stress/exhaustion during the day. At nighttime they can't sleep because they're anxious of not being able to sleep ("I only have a few hours left, what if I can't fall asleep, what if I pass out?!?" and similar panicked thoughts that make it harder to relax) Caretaker calmly steps in and uses logic/rational thinking to talk Whumpee out of their panic spiral, and helps them calm down enough to sleep. TYSM if you can write this!

(Sure thing! This took a bit to get out, I do apologies, the ask que is growing at a frightening rate. But hey! I now know about insomnia and how to help! :D)

CW: insomnia/anxiety, exhaustion, restlessness with some pure caretaking fluff

Whumpee's hands dug into their blanket before tossing on their other side, facing the window where the moonlight dwindled.

'what? no... the moon can't be that low already. I've hardly slept...'

Whumpee pulled the blankets over their head, hoping the darkness would lull them asleep.

'just relax, eyes closed, no heavy thoughts. just... sleep.'

Whumpee's eyes shot open when they felt the anxiety accelerate their heartbeat. They let out a groan as they threw the blankets to the side, pushing their feet right into their slippers.-

Morning rose as Caretaker stretched, their mind craving a good cup of hot coffee. They came into the kitchen, surprised to see Whumpee was already up at the table with one large coffee cup with the pot emptied. 

"G-Good morning? You're up early." Caretaker hummed, their voice starting Whumpee as they jolted their head off their palm. "Ah-! ... Yeah, couldn't sleep, again." They sighed, staring into their empty coffee cup.

"Whumpee, this has become your routine lately. You've gotten really stressed out, I'm worried about you." Caretaker brushed their messy hair back as Whumpee shuttered under their touch. 

"I know, but I don't know what else to do!" They buried their face in their hands with a sigh. Caretaker pulled up a seat, wrapping their arms around them and pulling them against their chest. Whumpee became limp as they melted against their shoulder, hiding their face under the crook of their neck. 

"Why don't we go for a walk tonight, get your head clear, mm?" They nudged. Whumpee was too exhausted to disagree as they muffled an acknowledgment.

Whumpee spent the day an anxious zombie with a short attention span, constantly pacing around while bumping into things and nodding off at random times. When their walk came, Caretaker hooked their elbow around Whumpee’s arm to keep them up as they made a lap around their favorite picnic spot. When they returned, Whumpee slipped out of Caretaker’s grasp right into their bed as they curled up around a pillow. 

Caretaker chuckled as they sat by their side, fixing the unmade blankets around them and tucking pillows around their form. “Sleep well.” They whisper, cupping their cheek before leaving them to rest.  

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o(^∀^*)o Thank you for reading!

[tsainami]

wip prep tag #2

tagged by: @isherwrites​ tysm!! sorry it took this long to get to.

rules: answer the questions and then tag as many writers as there are questions answered (or as many as you can) to spread the positivity! even if these questions are not explicitly brought up in the novel, they are still good to keep in mind when writing.

last time i did this it was for cheat (which you can find here), this time i’ll do grave mercy.

FIRST LOOK

1. describe your novel in 1-2 sentences (elevator pitch).

a girl against a theocracy (but for its religion) and a boy against its religion (but for the theocracy) who have very ? confusing ? backgrounds ? (and are vampires) somehow end up meeting while investigating a cannibalistic angel. they end up doing something ridiculous together: unraveling ‘god.’

2. How long do you plan for your novel to be? (Is it a novella, single book, book series, etc.)

as far as i can see where the plot’s going, probably a trilogy.

3. What is your novel’s aesthetic?

vampires. religious ones! in priestly/nun-ly (not a word) clothing! which comes in mostly white or bright colors because they’re not fans of black vestments. black armor yes, black clothes no. and since there’s vampires, there’s blood. but also gore. and also cults. and devils, angels, monsters, conspiracy! plus a lot of french gothic architecture.

4. What other stories inspire your novel?

book of the ancestor trilogy by mark lawrence. if you’ve read it, it’s probably obvious.

5. Share 3+ images that give a feel for your novel.

i haven’t done any edits for this a whole either rip. it’s not much right now, but here’s its pinterest board.

MAIN CHARACTER

6. Who is your protagonist?

my main protagonist is a girl called ines nenci. she’s a novice at a convent known (or, unknown) to reform young girls whose faith are tainted.

7. Who is their closest ally?

her closest friend is this younger novice named dafne who she constantly worries about and is very protective of. she views dafne as her closest ally, and throughout the story she retains that sentiment. objectively speaking though, it’s probably reuven. after they meet and her fight or flight response when it comes to him calms down lol.

8. Who is their enemy?

the theocracy. namely the ava santi who sits at its head. and also herself.

9. What do they want more than anything?

this is going to sound anticlimactic maybe, but emotional comfort and security. ines really just wants to stop having to be scared all the time. stop having to hold on to anger and allow herself to finally express her hurt and pain after all the years she’s spent oppressing it. she wants to depend on someone and be able to trust them instead of just being the one depended on while in truth she’s just being manipulated. she honestly just. wants. inner peace (lol).

10. Why can’t they have it?

there are many reasons. let’s start with a few minor obstacles in the shape of people who keep her alive solely for the purpose of using her to further their ambitions: 1. the abbess of the convent. this chick keeps ines in her house only to serve as a tool in her plot of overthrowing the theocracy. the convent’s pretty much a facade for this group of heretics to eventually hold some sort of rebellion. but they’re being really dirty about it. 2. the ava santi (aka ye olde pope). he killed her dad. he was also supposed to kill her, but this amazing idea popped up in his brain and he decided “nay, send her to the convent dear men o’mine.” reasons for this is because a) he hates that fucking place and has wanted it dead for years and b) he can’t touch that fucking place because politics and also One Deep and Dark Secret that would cost his position and probs life should it be exposed. 3. the so-called cannibalistic angel she meets, whose reasons for using her are too spoilery to share at the moment. but it’s got something to do with the one ‘god’ of their faith.

11. What do they wrongly believe about themselves?

that she’s cursed. it’s repeated a lot in the first chapter, actually. her dad’s death and some of his last words really drilled it in her. and it makes sense, because her existence is scorned by the faith and she learns more and more about this (with the misfortune of having to witness her papa burn ffs as lesson 1 of all things) as she grows up.

12. Draw your protagonist! (Or share a description)

she’s got thick, wavy black hair. pretty long (goes up to mid-back i think) and it’s always braided and then tied up into a low bun. she’s always wearing her habit (which is white) and even if she isn’t she tries to wear something close (usually white too) because it makes her feel secure. she has a black cloak she wears when she goes walking around the capital or the woods (that she really and i mean really knows how to work, especially when she’s killing something so not too much of nasty stuff stains her clothes). usually armed to the teeth. hidden blades everywhere. though you can’t really see that i guess. 

sometimes, she carries a sword.

PLOT POINTS

13. What is the internal conflict?

ines is moroi, which is a race that is treated little better than rabid dogs are in montevena. there aren’t many moroi in existence any more because of wars that involved genocide long ago + the fact that as moroi all you have to do to get sentenced to death sometimes is to accidentally bump into someone. anyway, her internal conflict mostly revolves around her struggle between hating what she is and yet having to depend so heavily on it. she wants to separate herself from being moroi, but that’s impossible since she has to face it everyday. even if people weren’t there to remind her, her body can’t lie. she really, really hates it but there’s no other choice but to live with it.

14. What is the external conflict?

everyone is against the theocracy for their own reasons and the theocracy is against everyone. the teams switch up sometimes though and things get wild when a cannibalistic angel appears and the OG residents of the world, the devil-gods, get weaved into the mayhem (did i mention this takes place in an au hell? because it does).

15. What is the worst thing that could happen to your protagonist?  

if ines is put through what she went through as a child, having her world break like that (it wasn’t only her dad’s death, it was all the things about the world she was totally clueless about because up until then her dad had limited her knowledge of it, so her whole life was a big fat lie), it would be B A D. the people currently capable of hurting her that way is an older nun from the abbey named sister aura and dafne.

16. What secret will be revealed that changes the course of the story?

huge spoilers so i’ll be vague. something monumentally of relevance to not just ines or reuven, but the whole world is a total sham. also if you can believe it or not, aliens are involved (but it totally isn’t what it sounds like lmao).

17. Do you know how it ends?

a little, but not too well right now.

BITS AND BOBS

18. What is the theme?  

there’s an absolute truth to everything. but a lot of the times it gets corrupted by people with ill-bred intentions. that doesn’t mean the truth itself is horrible, though. so it’s always good to discriminate and keep in mind that, just like that guy who yells about global warming but clearly doesn’t know what he’s talking about while he goes ‘round the world in private jets that secrete shit tons of shit, sometimes we don’t know everything either.

19. What is a recurring symbol?  

i have no idea. (yet)

20. Where is the story set? (Share a description!)

a city-state called montevena which is loosely based off of vatican city but much more french gothic and kinda creepy. later the story moves through parts of canza, one of the three sanctified states that reuven is from.

21. Do you have any images or scenes in your mind already?

yes. predominantly one that occurs in a cave.

22. What excited you about this story?  

the development of the characters. particularly ines, reuven, gabriele, dafne, hazael, mirta and other supporting characters (including the abbess and the ava). it’s just... so interesting. i low-key had a mindfuck about it.

23. Tell us about your usual writing method!  

a copy paste from my previous post on this:

my method is freak out! write a sentence. think about useless things (why would a pigeon be at the city square at night? that doesn't make sense? is it a normal pigeon? what is the purpose of its life?). try not to get distracted (i always do though) and write another sentence. 

the day i’m 92 is the day i finally have two fully written novels with my name plastered all over them in my arms.

TAGGING: @brekkerings @pilipalea @apollchiles (if you guys haven’t done this yet) and anyone else who wants to.

[bironism]

i was tagged by @wewau​ & @lawtriz​, and @amhbrosia & @diable-boiteux forever ago - tysm darlings!!  <3 // Rules : answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to know better

(A)ge : twenty-ish

(B)irthplace : Slovakia

(C)urrent Time : 9:04am

(D)rink You Had Last : coffee, still sipping

(E)asiet Person To Talk To: hmm all of my closest friends are supereasy to talk to! if i had to pick one, probably M.? we’ve been meeting v often, always talking for hours, once we even ended up locked in the park bc we didn’t realise it’s being closed already?

(F)avorite Song : Too Late To Say Goodbye - oh, big mood this morning. also, Shadowplay is an all time fave i’ve just heard;;

(G)rossest Memory : [@lawtriz‘s public transport stories are a solid Gross Memory now;] the grossest i remember though was when an acquaintance who was sitting next to me on a couch puked all over the floor and the coffee table, and with the fact that they had been verbally gross just before that, i’d virtually never lost all my respect for someone that quickly; the grossest i’ve ever felt would be that time i took mushrooms, and to say i overdid it would be an understatement.

(H)ogwarts House : Ravenclaw

(I)n Love? : i’m always in love with something, someone, someplace... it isn’t a specific person at the moment.

(J)ealous Of People?: no, but it’s something i mastered only recently - the habit of looking away until i’m above it, which becomes the habit of not looking through jealousy-tinted glasses. though i suppose it helps that i’m not struggling with problems that could be solved with money.

(K)illed Someone? : stylistically, i should hope so;

(L)ove At First Sight or Walk By Again? : walk by again. i agree, it’s not even close to love, but fuck if i’d mind looking at a pleasant face again. so, walk by again. walk with me, if you will. then we’ll find out we’re better off as casual acquaintances, but it’ll be lovely nonetheless. [btw, love at first sight? lmao i struggle to uh, remember people at first sight]

(M)iddle Name : luckily none because chances are it would’ve been Henrietta

(N)umber Of Siblings : one

(O)ne Wish : to know where to go when i’m finished with my bachelor’s

(P)erson You Last Called : a friend, i called to see if he fancies coming over for a smoke and coffee

(Q)uestions You’re Asked The Most : hmm “why did you [insert a questionable choice i’ve made]?” or “what do you think about ___?”

(R)easons To Smile : the moments you feel inspired with all your being; the omnipresent Beauty; the moments just before dawn as you’re walking around still buzzed; otherworldly places; art in all its forms and mediums; holding hands with someone; drinking wine as with the dusk as a backdrop; the great wild sea; the feeling of entering a cathedral; walking in the rain; softness; intensity; emotion; the self;

(S)ong You Last Sang : ohhh so i was drunk and me and my friends were rapping along to prezident lourajder

(T)ime You Woke Up : 8am

(U)nderwear Color : i don’t even own underwear in a colour other than black

(V)acation Destination : planned for the near future - provence and italy; hopefully, in a bit distant future - amsterdam, iceland again, the shetlands, poland, odessa, st. petersburg again, japan, denmark, canada [it’s like, a less scary version of the us]

(W)orst Habit : procrastination; talking myself out of things i actually want to do but feel i may not be good at; making my coping mechanisms into character traits

(X)-rays? : the last one was for my teeth, and before that i had numerous x-rays after a skiing accident [or rather, a skiing flight? witnesses said i was falling ten meters straight lmao;; i didn’t have any broken bones though, just a concussion, lots of bruises, and a few tiny scars from my goggles breaking]

(Y)our Favorite Food : honestly? gelato.

(Z)odiac Sign : know what, i feel weird about my sign anyway

further tagging: @moosearesocool, @montracheet, @boligoliv, @sleepingwithghstss, @thecynical-idealist, @your-local-byronic-trashfire, @fortinbra ~~ [ofc no obligation meant, and apologies if you’ve already done this, etc.]