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spxnglr 9 months
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Lmao it's not that serious my dude.
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inkovert 6 months
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Writeblr (Re)-Introduction
芦 A B O U T 禄
Hello there! Call me Ink (she/her pronouns). I'm a black female writer in my late 20s. I've been on writeblr since 2018 (according to my ~ archive ~) and I've probably made a couple intros since then, but nothing quite as organized/formal as this so - here we are!
I primarily write contemporary/literary fiction (which I know isn't super prevalent on writeblr so happy to bond with any fellow litfic writers). I enjoy writing deeply introspective, character-driven stories (I think because, I'm learning, I'm a deeply inspective person lol) so if that's your cup of tea then check out my WIP(s) below :)
Links/places to find me (if you are on any of these sites, pls connect with me! I'm actively looking for other writers to follow)
Wattpad
Instagram/Twitter: @rianeblackwell (my writer pen name!)
Random things about me/how I run my blog
I'm a dual-degree bio graduate student so I spend my days pipetting shit in a lab
outside of writing, I enjoy reading (when I have the patience and bandwidth for it), watching anime (fav: fruits basket; currently watching: one piece), (guided) painting, and...sleeping?
I am ask game and tag game friendly! Though it may take me time to respond to tag games.
You will typically find me posting my random thoughts about things (tagged: inkoverted thoughts) - as I said I am introspective af so this constitutes like 90% of what I post. my writing you say? yeah we're still working on growing the gonads to post about that consistently or at all :^)
Because I have so many thoughts, I just started a writeblr discourse series called Spilled Ink (tagged: spilled ink) so that I'm not just shouting into the void and can (hopefully) have people talk back to me and share their opinions
I am always down to talk! seriously. a message in my ask box will never fail to brighten my day so come talk to me about anything and everything.
芦 W I P S 禄
Again, unlike most on writeblr (I feel like such an oddball here sometimes), I do not have a trillion WIPs to list and advertise. I'm very much the person that prefers to focus on one WIP at a time. That said, I do have one main WIP and a side-WIP that I started out of spite (and haven't touched since):
My Dearest Enemy (YA literary fiction) | WIP intro | WIP tag | read on wattpad
a coming-of-age story about a 17-year-old aspiring artist whose artwork is deteriorating as she struggles to come to terms with the death of her father a year prior. as the story unfolds she meets a series of new people who force her to contend with the bleak reality she's settled for. the emotional journey that results opens up her world, and ultimately unearths a shocking truth.
Untitled Romance WIP (Contemporary fiction) | no tag or intro just yet
a story about a black female physician assistant living a life of self-sabotage as she jumps from one unfulfilling "relationship" to another. she's been convinced, by society and past experiences, that someone as "dark" as her needs to settle for any form of affection she can get. fairly tale love stories with happy endings don't happen to people like her. But when her crush from high school who unknowingly started her streak of self-sabotage suddenly reappears in her life, she has to decide whether it's worth giving him another chance.
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Interlude: Winter pt. 2
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December 31st, 202X
"Are you sure he's okay...?"
"He's...w-well, no he's not." Her timid response came. "Th-the holidays used to be r-really special to him. N-now they just make him up-upset..."
A young girl looked over at the hooded monster, the one sitting on the window will watching the snow fall outside. "Undyne, can we do anything for him?" She asked, watching him re-adjust his necklace that held his late wife's ring on it.
"Frisk...we c-can't bring back the dead." Undyne said, frowning as she looked over at him. Then, she got an idea. "W-wait...I think we can! K-kind of, come with me!" She insisted, gently pulling Frisk along with her as she ran down to her laboratory.
- - - -
"Uh..is this thing on?"
"Oh yeah! Light is on! I'm the master of technology!"
"Alright alright, let's see...AHA! I have NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING NOW!"
"Alphys! How do I order this for Cloak?!"
"Undyne, you have to go to the shelter to adopt the puppy, this is the leash for him!"
"Who says I'm adopting a puppy?!"
"B-but...OH. MY GOD."
"YOU BE QUIET. NEVER MIND. I DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING."
"MY SHIIIIIIIIP."
"ALPHYS IF YOU TELL ANYONE I SWEAR TO GOD-!"
"IS THAT A WEDDING RING OH MY GOD WHEN ARE YOU TWO HAVING LITTLE CLOAKS?!"
"ALPHYS SHUT UP!"
"OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T NOTICE THE RINGS BEFORE YOU TWO ARE SO CUTE I'M GONNA DIE."
"HOW DO YOU TURN THIS DAMN THING OFF?!"
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He checked the clock on the wall, it was 11:50 pm. "Ten more minutes." He said to himself, leaning his head back against the wall. "Ten more minutes until the dawn of the tenth year you've been gone. Ten years I've been trying to fix my mistakes across the timelines. But not one can bring you back."
For once, he didn't mind the silence. He needed it, he just wanted some time alone to talk to her.
"Alright and...t-there!" Undyne said, setting the hologram program up.
"What does this do for Cloak?" Frisk asked.
Smiling sadly, Undyne responded in a soft tone. "W-we can't bring back the dead, but Cloak he...he never gets the chance to talk to her properly." She started. "H-here, press the button. Let them have one last...o-one last new year t-together."
Frisk reached up and gently pressed the button the activate the program, and upstairs Cloak was momentarily blinded in his good eye by the light of the program activating, bringing at least the image of his wife back for him to talk to. A special present from Frisk and the other Undyne.
Cloak's eyes widened, he immediately stood up and lowered his hood. "U-Undyne?! H-how?!" He asked, but then spotted the camera behind her. He wiped his eyes quickly. "I...I see this is a program but...thank you..."
Frisk smiled a bit, passing the other Undyne a tissue downstairs. "I think he loves it, thanks for doing this Undyne." She said softly. She went to set her hands down gently next to the keyboard, but instead accidentally pressed another key, which activated a voice message in the archives, and began to play a message Cloak's wife never got to send him before.
"Hey, so, I'm not good at these kind of things." Undyne said, the hologram even portraying what would have been her real movements had this been a video. "I'm uh...I'm just recording this instead of videoing it. I'm a mess right now and I don't want you to see me like this. That's uh...that's why you're staying outside next to the training dummy for now. Sorry."
Not only was Cloak listening intently, but so were Frisk and Undyne as they watched, Undyne hugging Frisk from behind as a way to cope with what was going on.
The hologram of Undyne sighed, continuing. "Remember how you were getting worried about me a few weeks ago? You thought I was over working myself and getting sick?" She started. Cloak nodded, he remembered. "Well...I was sick. But, not from work. I...I didn't know it until it was too late but I...UGH. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TELL YOU WITHOUT GETTING EMOTIONAL?!" She scolded herself. "Look, I...I was pregnant!" When she finally admitted it, both Frisk and Undyne gasped out loud downstairs. "I didn't even know I was and...and I got sick and...I lost it...and I'm sorry."
"Why are you...why are you apologizing...?" Cloak said quietly.
"I've been blaming you this whole week for every little thing wrong and you didn't do anything wrong! I should've listened and taken a break and I didn't...and I didn't even know I'd want a kid until now..." When the realization hit her, Cloak fell to his knees. It was obvious he didn't know any of this at all. "You know what? Screw this! I'm telling you this now before the countdown! We'll have more time to do this right!" And when the audio clip finished, the hologram program shut down as well, midnight had struck.
Frisk and Undyne raced back upstairs, Frisk immediately running and hugging Cloak tightly. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know that would happen!" She apologized. She expected him to be angry and upset, and was surprised instead to receive a gentle hug in response. "You have to really, really touch someone's soul if they want to have kids with you after something like that." He said, softly. "And thanks to you two, now I really know how much she loved me. And how mad she'd be if I was moping around still. So thank you." He hugged Frisk a little tighter, letting her bury her face in his shoulder as the whole thing made her very emotional. "Thank you so much you guys."
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njmphadora 7 years
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I know this is a dumb question but like how do you get so many followers? I've been here for a few years and I don't have that many (and a lot of them are inactive now) and it makes me sad because I have like 400 and no one even talks to me :( And I know someone else asked and you said we should put up an about page but honestly no one really talks to me after these years and yeah like I'm just wondering if maybe my blog is worse than I thought? What do u think?
hello lovely little thing !! honestly i completely understand where you鈥檙e at with this. it look me a very very long time to gain any real followers on here. i remember that for months before i started really gaining any followers, i was trying to do ask games and trying to interact with people and just no one cared. it almost completely broke my spirit and i just had no idea what i was doing wrong. now, i can鈥檛 promise that i can give you any advice that will 100% work, i鈥檒l just tell you what i did to get from there to here.
first of all, i started to follow people. i used to spend hours on my recommended blogs list just following people. a lot of bloggers do check their new followers and will sometimes follow you back. but anyway, it鈥檚 just good to fill up your dash with as much content and as many people as possible.
then i spent some time working on my blog. i spent a good week on my desktop and mobile themes, on my pages, setting up a queue. i mimicked some of the blogs i looked up to in all the things i saw them doing that i liked. i didn鈥檛 copy them. but for instance, i saw that people tagged their posts and their queues and everything and were then able to set up really cool navigation pages, and i loved聽that, so i started tagging my posts and i made a very basic starting out nav page for myself. it鈥檚 things like that. work on your blog, make it flawless, and don鈥檛 be afraid to be inspired by other blogs you see around. if you see someone using a nice theme that you wanna use, it鈥檚 completely cool to go and find that theme to use it yourself. people will just be flattered that you looked up to them if they found out. and anyway, these are public use themes, tons of blogs have them up.
then i started getting a bit involved with the tumblr community. i鈥檓 not a very outgoing person, but i was able to involve myself at first just with blog rate type things. i would enter every single blog rate thing i saw on my dash, and blog of the months and tumblr awards etc. at first, the blog rates i was getting were awful. people did not think my blog was overly great. but all those things i was marked low on, i worked on. and over time, my blog started getting better, and then suddenly one day out of the blue i won my first tumblr award and it felt incredible.
then i tried to make my blog more personal. i started to post more personal posts so people could get to know me, and even though basically no one saw them, and they got no likes or replies, it meant that anyone who followed me would know who i was, and that was important to me. i posted quite a bit about my social anxiety, and started to get the occasional response from kind people who were sympathetic or wanted to try and help. not many, but the occasional one.
then i started making things. i wasn鈥檛 very experienced in any editing software, and i wasn鈥檛 a fic writer, but i started with some simple headcanons and a few basic moodboards, and i kept practising and trying. my creations didn鈥檛 get many reblogs at the time at all, but that didn鈥檛 stop me from trying. i hoped that the practice would make me better so that soon i would make something that might actually get reblogged yaknow ?
the next thing i did was to reach out to my followers. my first few attempts were pitiful ngl. i just found my first ever attempt at blog rates and it got 4 notes :) i still tried doing ask games, and sometimes i got like 1 ask but most of the time i got nothing. then i did something a bit different. aesthetics were really popular and it was winter time, so i got people to help me pick a new url and i wrote them winter aesthetics. this got like 36 notes and i was so proud, it was the most popular i鈥檇 ever been :)) and by telling people to reblog the post, i鈥檇 started gaining followers. the thing is, i started to realise then, that what you offer matters. doing plain old blogrates is fine if you already have interested followers. but if you don鈥檛, then offer something unique to catch their attention. it was when i did my christmas thing that i really got attention. i offered archive moodboards and christmas themed aesthetics and suddenly bam.
after that, it all just kinda happened. starting up is the difficult part, but once you鈥檝e got active followers and friends on here, then it all just gets kinda easy to keep up. the thing is, trying to get there can really hurt and upset you, i know it did me. it鈥檚 so heart breaking to not get any attention on here, i get that. but hopefully you will soon, because honestly everyone deserves to be loved on here. dfndsjfdn idk i鈥檓 rambling now but i hope this helped
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