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happyhauntt · 1 month
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𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘!
sentence prompts from the webseries 'carmilla'.
• "what makes them any different than i am?" "what makes any person sacred to another?"
• "they aren't mine. you are. to annoy, or not. to love, or not. to save, or not."
• "a certain amount of murder just comes with the territory."
• "do you miss me?" "like someone cut a hole in me."
• "you think i hid you here after everything because i don't care? because the thought of something happening to you doesn't make me feel like i can't breathe?"
• "maybe the world is about to end, but if it is, i want us to have something good to hold on to."
• "i mean, the story goes: you fall in love with a monster and then they stop being all monster-y! the story isn't just... fall in love with a monster. that would be a stupid story."
• "behold! vampire bait."
• "i know krav maga. i am a weapon."
• "is it some kind of terrifying chicken demon?"
• "i know you're not just doing it for me, but..." "don't be an idiot. of course i'm doing it for you."
• "i don't want to pretend that what i feel about you is some stupid, frothy thing that doesn't matter, because it is like the axis that my world turns on."
• "you did something terrible to her, didn't you?" "define terrible."
• "don't you look like a virgin sacrifice."
• "you kiss me and it cracks me open and all of my stupid, messy hopes come tumbling out in maybes and somedays and how is that fair?"
• "well, sorry my post-traumatic revelation was inconveniently timed for you."
• "have you ever considered that maybe 'hero' isn’t one thing that one person was supposed to be by themselves? that maybe, in this story, you are my hero and i'm your hero."
• "MURDER HER FOR CHRISTMAS!"
• "i don’t want that to be our story. okay? our story is that we made each other better. so we go together."
• "i love you so much. i'm sorry it took me so long to say it."
• "we've had kisses and cocoa and stars and dancing. that's so much more than nothing."
• "dream on, creampuff."
• "i wouldn't want to be doomed with anyone but you."
• "don't take this the wrong way or anything but why am i not dead?"
• "even if the whole world burns, i won't lose you."
• "worst. crush. ever."
• "i don't want you watching me die."
• "this isn't, like, 'yesterday dead' or 'three weeks ago dead.' this is like 'predates opposible thumbs' dead."
• "i think i'd like to be dead now."
• "how sweet. doomed, clearly, but still very sweet."
• "pg13, how incredibly dull."
• "you were sleeping at the desk and doing adorable twitchy things that i can only imagine involves sleep-murdering a ball of yarn."
• "they were going to kill them, i get it, you saved them. but you can bring them back now. they're safe now. god! bring them back! JUST BRING THEM BACK TO ME PLEASE!"
• "you must think i'm ridiculous, what, with your sex, blood and rock'n'roll attitude."
• "could we pretend, just for tonight, that if i asked we'd run away?"
• "my feelings are not squishy."
• "comrades working shoulder to shoulder. with no desperate kissing or lusty sexual undertones. no awkwardness. just good, old fashioned platonic buddies."
• "did you pick a fight with a god?!"
• "those are bloody footprints! we do not run in the direction of bloody footprints!"
• "all I know is that in more than a century, you’re the only person I ever found worth saving. you and no one else."
• "you're in this mess because i am anything but a hero."
• "okay maybe let’s not throw ourselves at the centuries old, supernatural murder machine."
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Based on my first fanfic request schedule and this poll. ✏️ 💕 🖊️ ✨
(My writing is here + my ao3)
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unofficialchronicle · 3 months
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menacetosocietyy · 1 year
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Me when I log on to see someone liked multiple posts of mine:
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dangerousdesiress · 2 months
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She was intoxicating and unforgettable.
No matter how many times he tried to let go…
The essence of her spirit was entangled with his soul.
His body laid with many others, but his mind always drifted back to her.
She was the fire and the flame…
The wound and the aid
The chaos to his storm
But also the peace to his safe haven…
He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t shake this hold she had on him.
She was a once in a lifetime type of woman;
The type that knew her power…
Unfortunately, he didn’t.
Written By: Cemecia M.
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earthtokatewrites · 3 days
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Coffee.
In the quiet blush of dawn, I sit, cradling warmth between hands that tremble— a mug, brimming with the dark pulse of coffee, its steam rising like a specter into the cool of morning.
Years have tumbled past, turning winters to springs, and I, lost in the void left by departed loves, sought solace in the gaze of others, finding only echoes of my own emptiness mirrored back.
Heartbreak brewed bitter within my soul, each sip scorching deeper than the last, numbing my lips, yet leaving me desperate for a sweetness that never arrived.
But now, in the humble embrace of ceramic, the heat seeps into my bones, each sip a rebirth of the sun over darkened lands, casting light across the rough terrain of my inner world.
The flavor—rich and bold—rekindles hope, reminding me how pain, once an unyielding flame, can soften into warmth if held gently, turning even the bitterest heart to tender resolve.
What is this dark concoction, if not the brewed essence of a new beginning? A sacred ritual of self-return, to sip, to heal, to savor in solitude.
As the cup empties, light floods out, filling the caverns carved by old despairs— a quiet, steadfast luminance growing, until my hands, the cup, and the heart unite.
Rising with the cup drained, the heart full, I step into the day reborn, each movement a testament to regained strength— a life once veiled, now vivid, in the profound sip of morning’s first coffee.
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hhabaddon · 10 months
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June of Doom (Day 17)
Prompt list [here] || Previous / Next
Prompt(s); "Don't lie to me." | Accident | Doubt | Gaslighting
Enjoy! If this one looks a little different, it's because this one was done on my laptop! (finally)
TW // Abuse, gaslighting
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"Don't lie to me," snarled Whumper, who was towering over a cowering Whumpee.
"I'm not!" cried Whumpee, tears dripping off their chin, “It really was an accident!”
Whumpee looked over at the broken glass beside them. They had been drying the dishes when one had slipped out of their hands, shattering on the tile floor. They were in the process of cleaning it up when Whumper arrived home.
Whumper scoffed at them, "You don't really think that, do you, Whumpee?"
Whumpee trembled under Whumper's glare. It was an accident!
"Obviously, you dropped that on purpose. To provoke me."
"No!" defended Whumpee, "It-"
Whumper cut them off, "You're crazy. I can't believe you'd break something. On purpose, too." Whumper shook their head at Whumpee, as if disappointed with them.
"And then," Whumper continued, eyebrows furrowing, "When I asked you what happened, you yelled at me."
"What," whispered Whumpee, "No, I-, You-!"
Had they really broken it on purpose?
"And now!" cried Whumper, "You're trying to gaslight me?"
Were they? They weren't trying to...
"No, I..." Whumpee looked down at the ground.
"I can't believe you, Whumpee." A tear dripped off Whumper's face, and landed on Whumpee's knee. "Clean this shit up. You deserve it."
Whumper walked out of the room. Whumpee tucked their head between their knees and cried.
Had they really done all that? They must really be a bad guy.
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dutifullylazybread · 3 months
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I am so in love with your story Deeply and Immovably So. I am heavily invested, I am a bit embarrassed to say that right as I found your story I was writing my own fic falling into the same theme of Tav and Rolan living in the tower together. I am currently rewriting my story to make sure I keep our stories different.
I guess I wanted to ask you a question, how did you mange to write a story all in one go? I tend to write in fragments and post my chapters one at a time. I guess If you could give me some advice on writing series and how you approach it?
Your amazing and can't wait for the chapter update on Friday!
I'm so glad you like the story!! :D. I'm honestly not worried about there being similarities between our fics. One key point for Rolan's character is establishing a home for his family after what happens in Elturel. On top of that, Tav (even a Balduran Tav) doesn't actually have a home that we can ever visit, so gravitating towards staying in the tower makes a lot of sense! So if that is a big part of your story and it would be strongly affected by you changing that part of it, don't feel like you must make those revisions. I'd rather you be happy with where you story is than worry about similarities like that. Regardless, I'm really excited to read your fic! If you'd like, please drop me a link when you begin posting! :)
As far as how I wrote the fic all out? I won't lie, I haven't really ever thought about my process, so when you asked, I sorta resembled Patrick (more below the image, I promise!):
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That being said though, I can definitely share how I wrote the fic and how I am working with the story now, but my big rule with writing is that writers should do what works best for them--what works for me might not necessarily work for someone else. So if what works best for you is posting as you finish chapters, then absolutely do that. There are some extremely talented writers in the Rolan x Tav corner that do the same or something similar. If you haven't read @underdark-dreams's A Strand to Climb, @lemonsrosesandlavender's Sharp Teeth, or @graysparrowao3's What If Rolan Was A Companion? I highly recommend them (and not just these fics--the rest of their repertoires are delicious too!).
This is my tl;dr for my explanation below--I can be super long-winded (I'm sorry about that!!). Like I said, this is what works for me, but if you don't think these things jive with you, then do what you feel is best for you and your story. :)
Write the story out first. Don't edit until you have finished the fic.
If you run into a writing wall, work on a different scene and come back later.
While it's fun to add in details, a lot of that can be supplied during your editing/revisions stages. Worrying too much about this can bog you down when you're in the middle of writing.
Don't immediately jump into editing your story after finishing a chapter. Take anywhere from a few days to a week to let the draft sit before you work on it again.
Avoid burnout - take care of yourself and take brain breaks.
Here are the longer explanations:
Write the story out first. Don't edit until you have finished writing the fic.
I started writing the Rolan x Tav story as my NaNoWriMo project back in November and I kept working on it through December. For those who may not be familiar, NaNoWriMo is short for National Novel Writing Month, and the goal is to write 50,000 words in a month. These do not have to be good words, they just have to be words on a page. So already out of the gate, I knew that, if I wrote this fic, it might not be well-written at first, but it would be a story. I had to give myself permission to write a bad draft, basically, and that is sometimes the hardest thing in the world (I am still irked by it). If you're anything like me, the thought of not having perfection on the page during a first writing pass feels awful. BUT I do sincerely believe it is why I wrote as much as I did in two months. Because I just focused on writing and not editing. And, if I could tell I was getting close to hitting a wall, I would make a note in my manuscript to come back, and then I'd keep writing the chapter. My notes are parentheses that basically say (Add more detail here), (make scene more sexy), (Review dialogue exchange). It's really weird to write down, but when I'm writing and struggling, it honestly feels like my brain is coming up against an actual wall. Basically, I'm giving myself a headache. BUT this is my warning sign to come back later, because I'm getting too lost in the weeds and I won't be happy with the end result of whatever I force out.
2. If you run into a writing wall, work on a different scene and come back later.
The rationale for coming back and working through the wall later comes from a combination of reasons: 1) From past experience, forcing myself through a block can work, but it is the most agonizing experience ever. And it is exhausting. Writing can be exhausting, that is okay. BUT, what if I force myself through the block and then I'm unhappy with the result? For me personally, pushing against a block/wall can feed into burnout. So 2) it's better to take a break and work on a part of the story that I am excited to pursue and then revisit the wall later, because 3) if you let yourself take a brain break, you're going to come back and find that the wall isn't really a wall anymore. If anything, it's a really fun idea. You just needed to come back when the lighting was different.
3. While it's fun to add in details, a lot of that can be supplied during your editing/revisions stages. Worrying too much about this can bog you down when you're in the middle of writing.
I find that, while I am in the drafting stages, I often write at a pelt. I do my best to write the first draft well, but I write so quickly that I might not pause to ask, "So what does the setting look like exactly? What color is the sky? How does the Chionthar look at this moment? What does it smell like?" Some of those details might make it in while I'm drafting, but I think that I focus in on those during editing/revision, because that is when I let myself slow down and focus on the details.
4. Don't immediately jump into editing your story after finishing a chapter. Take anywhere from a few days to a week to let the draft sit before you work on it again.
Due to how I wrote this fic, I didn't actually revisit a lot of these chapters until about a month or two later. And that has led to a combination of "Hey, this isn't too bad," to "What were you thinking??" BUT, I do sit quite firmly in the camp that taking a few days to just breathe and not immediately jumping into editing helped give me a fresh perspective. When we spend so much time working on our stories, it goes without saying that we are very close to what we are working on, and sometimes that can work against us. SO, putting some distance between yourself and the chapter in question can help you identify what needs to be cleaned up/revised when you return to it.
5. Avoid burnout - take care of yourself and take brain breaks.
In my experience, one thing that stopped me from working on long fics was burnout. For previous fanfic projects I tried to work on, all of my free time would be poured into writing, and not a lot of it would be used to relax. I would work on these stories nonstop. I would argue that this is probably why several long-form fanfictions don't get finished by several writers (and that's not even considering how school, work, and family obligations might also take a toll on your energy). The last thing you want is to feel apathetic or frustrated over the thought of working on your story, so taking the time to relax and take care of yourself. While I think having a writing habit is extremely helpful, I also think taking an evening to just relax once a week is just as nice. Typically, I start writing around 7 pm every night, and I'll wrap up around 10:30 pm - 11:00 pm. BUT, I don't do any intense work on Mondays (since that is D&D night in my house).
I hope that this helps! But again, do what you think is best for you. I'm super excited to read your fic!!! :D
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revengeromance · 2 years
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HEY!!!! my poem about Gerard Way is out NOW! I wrote it after MCR Nashville and it keeps getting more relevant every single day. 💖💖
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edsheawrites · 11 months
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The Name That was Lost
You were always the subject to my musings. The muse to my poetries. My hands are relentless, incessantly writing about what seems to be your name in a long-ass paragraphs and stanzas. But now, I’ve been looking for that drive. I lost the you that’s always been on my scribbles. It slipped in the middle of my pages; I don’t know if you’ve lost your way or you’ve grown tired hearing your name written in kitsch poetries, woven by tireless hands. The “you” that’s always been in my pages has become nameless.
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crestfallenstars · 5 months
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i think what i hate most about happiness is the constant shift of what it is to me.
it used to be being able to stay home sick, winning a bet against my brother.
but now it's this one feeling, to not feel lonely.
it's to have a family, even though i'd be a horrible wife and a disgraceful mother.
my confession is that every night, i cry to my pillow.
i sob and i scream, i want someone to hear me.
i'm so done, showing up to school everyday, sleeping throughout the day.
dreaming, hoping to get away.
it's the same thing, over and over.
i dont want these lessons anymore, i want this big joke to end.
i want someone to treat me right, to do and to mean everything they tell me.
im tired. why can't anyone fucking see?
love, crestfallenstars
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harringtons-cupid · 2 years
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dangerousdesiress · 1 month
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🔥“In The Heat of the Moment”🔥
“So you’re still upset with me?”
I don’t say a word; remaining silent as I continue wrapping my hair in the bathroom preparing for bed.
“Baby…”
“Can we please talk?” he calmly asks me in a firm tone voice.
I glance at his reflection in the mirror as he stands shirtless in the doorway waiting for me to finish.
“I’m tired. Plus I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow, now is not the time.” I reluctantly respond.
“So is that your way of avoiding a conversation with me and shutting me out?” he questions, while slowly walking up behind me.
Feeling a mix of emotions, I ignore engaging with him. I inhale deeply as I stand with my hands placed on the bathroom counter.
He gently grabs my waist to turn me around… My body now leaning against the sink, I turn my head away; trying to refrain from making eye contact as he stares at me.
“Can you please look at me?” he expresses softly.
“I don’t know what you want me to say...” I retort in frustration as I look at him face to face.
“Tell me how you feel…” “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Baby, what are we doing if we can’t even communicate?” he says, pulling me in close as he locks his brawny arms around my body.
Unfamiliar with the feelings that were brewing inside of me, I began to let down my guard and allow my thoughts to flow freely…
“Look, it’s been awhile since I’ve been in a relationship. Sometimes things between us can get a little intense and I question if I’m ready to be as open as you are with me.”
“You said some things to me the other day that kinda hit deep!”
Looking me in the eyes, he pauses for a second before saying anything. He smiles slightly and says,
“See, what you did right there is all I’ve been asking for… Vulnerability. I understand I said some things in the heat of the moment that may have triggered you, however that wasn’t my intention and I’m sorry.”
“I’ve been open with you, only because I TRUST you… That’s all I’m asking for YOU to do with me.”
As we stand close, I can feel the heat radiating from our bodies and the heaviness of anticipation mixed with desire filling the air…
“Do you trust me?” he whispers in my ear, while slowly trailing kisses with his lips around my neck down to my chest.
Unable to focus, my body becomes weak surrendering to his tender touch. The scent of his cologne engulfs my senses and I lose my train of thought, too lost for words to respond.
He picks me up and sets me on the counter, hands gripping the small of my waist… I grab his beard, gazing into his eyes as he seductively looks into mine.
“Do you trust me?” he asks again, this time in a stern deep voice.
Contemplating my answer, I wrap my legs around his waist while placing my arms around his neck. He slides me closer to the edge of the counter…
“What happens if I say I don’t?” I ask coyly.
Gliding his hands underneath my shorts, he bites his bottom lip as he looks down between my thighs and says…
“Then I think we’re gonna have a problem.”
(Written by: Cemecia M.)
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6. What ship(s) captured your heart?
This year? Easy!
• Mikurin (Miku x Rin) 💙 💛
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• Lumity (Luz x Amity) 💖 💜 💙 💟
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• Calara (Caleb x Clara [My Wittewife oc]) 🧡 💛
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Commission art here.
• Phamelie / Amelip (Philip x Amelie [oc]) (art + story about them here Amelie belongs to @dannystarsstuff / @starishome) 💜 🤎
• Persephone [@persephoneflowerpetals] x Hades (story here). 💖 💙
• And finally, CAMILIP (Camila x Beardo Philip) ❤️ 🤎
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• Au content is here and commission art is here.
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hhabaddon · 11 months
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June of Doom (Day 9)
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Prompt(s); “I should have listened to you.” | Sprain | Defiance | Smoke
Ahh enjoy!
TW // Abuse, Manipulation
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Whumpee fell onto their knees in front of Whumper, panting harshly. Their hair and clothes were dusted in soot and ash, and smoke billowed out of the doorway behind them.
Whumper looked down at them, and waited. Waited for them to realize their defiance and opposition is the reason they were here now, on their knees, covered in soot. Waited for them to apologize, to beg for forgiveness.
Whumpee looked up at Whumper, at last, “I should have listened to you,” they whispered.
“Yes,” said Whumper, “You should have."
Whumper reached down, grabbing Whumpee’s wrist. The joint was swollen, and purple with bruises. Whumpee cried out as Whumper brought the limb up to their own face.
“This is what happens when you don't listen to me,” they hissed. “Do you understand?”
Whumpee nodded quickly.
“Good,” Whumper said, eyes narrowing, dropping Whumpee’s arm. “Run it again.”
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