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writingprompts · 6 months

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“your boring life is beautiful”

“Picture yourself at the end of your life, on your deathbed. You’ve lived a good full life, but you can barely move or function anymore. Many of your loved ones have already passed on. But you get to go back to one day. You get to go back to this exact day that you’re in right now. You can’t change what you’re doing or anything. You just get to experience it one more time. Would you feel a little different about … that dull life you think you have?”

— Jake Frew

This thought comes from Jake Frew’s video “your boring life is beautiful.” In the video he shares about how frustrating and boring daily life can be, but then he shares this powerful thought about how with a different perspective — our own perspective but from the end of our life — we would view an otherwise dull or boring regular day as something beautiful and amazing. What do you think of this thought? Does it give you a different perspective on your life? Can you see your daily life from the perspective of yourself at the end of your life? How does that perspective change how you experience your everyday existence? Share the thoughts and feelings that come to mind as your consider this perspective.

Narrative option: tell the story of the day you get to relive, from the perspective of yourself at the end of your life.

#education #writing prompt #writing #writingprompt

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plotandelegy · 6 months

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Crafting Spells with Incantations: A Primer for Fantasy Writers

1. The Roots of Language & Power: Think about languages. Why is Latin so captivating to many? Elvish words from Tolkien's Middle Earth gives us a sense of nostalgia. Incantations borrow from the weight and mystery of forgotten or invented tongues to create allure in our fictional works. Authors might want to consider phonetic aesthetics and rhyming words. Cadence can distinguish between magic that stays with the reader or falls short.

2. The Binding Element - Intention: Fancy words can enchant, but intention carries power. Consider the caster's emotions, desires, and the cost of wielding the magic. A simple spell to light a candle may be whispered, while summoning a storm might require a shout. Emotional resonance adds depth to your magical system. Depth can make it more relatable and memorable.

3. The Harmony of Gesture: Incantations are often paired with gestures. The flow between word and motion can amplify potency. Perhaps the caster must trace a key through the air to open a door. Visual clues help readers see spell casting in their minds.

4. The Complexity of Consequence: Let spells have consequences. Mispronouncing an incantation could come with disastrous or unexpected outcomes. Spells can backfire if cast with doubt. Create checks and balances that challenge your characters.

5. Soundscapes of Sorcery: When performed correctly, what sounds accompany the spell? What sounds come when the magic is incorrect? Spells that summon forth storms release echoing booms in the distance. Offer readers a multi-sensory experience where they can 'hear' the magic too

-Indigo

If you’d like more check out my article on unique and classical sources of magic.

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writingwelltips · 28 days

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Writing is a piece of you, don’t try to make it a piece of someone else.

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traitorousarsonistpartner · 1 year

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Potentially dumb dpxdc idea.

Gotham is full of twisted horrifying ghosts.

Most don't bother humans or anything. And gothamites can't see them.

But most ghosts avoid gotham like the plague.

Because the ghosts there. The ghosts attracted to that place... The scariest and most twisted forms.

Which made Gotham the perfect place to hide when the dead were after you.

Which is why Danny was there. He hated seeing the twisted forms of ghosts who couldn't properly form into their preferred forms as their cores haven't stabilized yet.

But he was hidden. He was safe. But the whole place felt wrong. It made his stomach churn and he felt angry all the time.

And then he ends up running into someone who he's pretty sure is a halfa in hiding as well. Bright green eyes with a white streak in his hair. And smelling strongly of death.

#dpxdc #dp #dc #gotham #batman #writingprompt #Jason Todd

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joviette · 1 year

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definisi

Seiring bertambah besar, banyak jiwa tidak lagi mengingat berapa kali mereka mengubah definisi tentang kebahagiaan.

Di jalan-jalan pulang, kala mata terbuka di pagi hari, jemari yang begitu sibuk seharian berkejaran dengan waktu, kaki yang melangkah mencari cara menyambung hidup.

Di antara-antaranya itulah bahagia, atau apa pun yang disebut dengan itu.

Jika bahagia tidak ada, mungkin beberapa hanya butuh alasan untuk menjalani kini yang dimilikki.

Mencari-cari definisi itu sulit, mungkin kita sudah hidup di dalamnya atau senantiasa menuju ke sana.

Jika tidak ada atau tak sama dengan yang didefinisikan jiwa lain, mungkin kita bisa buat sendiri.

Jika benar-benar tidak ada, mungkin senyum dan bahagia yang lain bisa membuat kita merasakannya juga.

#helloagain #writingprompt #notes

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thealyssianarchives · 2 months

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Writing Prompt #10

Write about two characters who would do anything for each other.

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thesquidsink · 10 months

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Daily #28

"For ten galactic standard years, the war with the machines has raged," said the representative of the Lkems, clacking its mandibles for emphasis. "We have followed the rules of engagement, for we all agree that we do things a certain way. In that time, interstellar civilizations have lost system after system. Single-system species have been wiped out. Our greatest weapons remain effective, but we are outnumbered and outmaneuvered at every turn." It spread its wing-like arms. "What other options remain available to us, but this? But... them?"

The eight hundred and seventy-three representatives of the Galactic Committee all turned their various sensory apparatus to the two humans sitting near the center of the chamber: President Kara and Commander Marc. Marc frowned at the President; he didn't like all this attention, and he certainly didn't like being pulled out of retirement for one last job. He'd seen the holos. It was certain death. You don't come back for one last job and live happily ever after.

The voice of the Lkems spoke over murmurs and whispers and suspicious glances. "Yes, the humans devastated the militaries of several member species in blatant violation of many points of the Galactic War Crimes Treaty before making peace, and we understand how hard it can be to trust them. But the humans are the only species in the galaxy that has held their system against the invaders, and we ask - we implore the human queen to assist the people of the galaxy by any means necessary."

Marc could see the President trying to decide whether to comment on that "queen" remark. Humans were the only interstellar species in the galaxy that weren't a hive mind under a single leader. After a few moments, Marc suppressed a grin as Kara sighed and chose not to correct the Committee with her proper title.

President Kara stood, and simply said "We accept. Commander Marc, please share our plans and our greatest military secret with the Committee."

Marc's eyes widened. He didn't expect her to give in so easily, without any kind of negotiation for payment or compensation of some kind. What was her angle? Perhaps she wanted to overcome the bad reputation, sanctions, and restrictions on humanity's expansion and military. Marc called it "the leash", as in, it sounded like he was about to be let off the leash.

He shrugged to himself. Maybe this would be interesting after all.

He stood, adjusting the battle-worn composite armour that he'd had brought out of storage, and addressed all eight hundred and seventy-four hive mind representatives. The core intelligences of the species were all on their homeworlds, but each had developed some form of faster-than-light communication that allowed their minds to spread across the stars.

"We humans aren't a hive... our minds work differently than yours. Every individual has their own mind, with no communication other than through our physical communication and senses." He waited for the typical wave of shock, confusion, and revulsion that always came with a hive mind finding out about how humans worked. Most of these species had already heard, but maybe fifteen percent expressed the usual horror.

"Our plan to stop the machines is the same as it has been against the member species we encountered before we learned to communicate properly: we will send a small, elite strike team into the heart of the machines, and destroy their central mind."

Once again, Marc paused for the expected wave of disgust. This time it was a lot more than usual. A member species of the Galactic Committee proposing to commit the very highest, most severe, most destructive war crime of all - xenocide, the destruction of an entire intelligent civilization? How could any of them agree to this?

Marc put his hands on his armoured hips and raised an eyebrow at President Kara. She gave him a flat stare and shrugged. He'd told her this would happen.

"Do you want the machines stopped, or not?" roared Marc over the hubbub of distress. The voices quieted, and reluctant acquiescence moved through the sea of strange anatomies.

"That's what I thought," he said under his breath. He waited for the inevitable - ah, yes, the representative of the Krrrr/r'm mind asked Commander Marc how a strike team could possibly dream of penetrating the battle lines of a war mind more sophisticated than any the galaxy had ever seen.

"We'll stop them the same way we stopped every other species we fought," said Marc. "We know how to hear your thoughts."

He tapped the interpreter in his helmet to the higher setting, and watched as nearly a thousand tracking lines erupted into chaos and panic. He pressed another button which sent out a signal on a very special frequency, and the panic went flat.

Marc shut off the system, scratched his chin, and explained. "You all can communicate over vast distances. To you it's just how things are. To us, who have spent centuries developing communication technologies to allow our billions of separate minds to speak to each other over long distances, it was simply another kind of signal to crack. Our communication devices allow you to listen to your star-minds... and to those of the machines."

He paused to let that sink in. His readout showed that it had the desired effect: widespread awe. "We were able to defeat member species, and we are able to hold off the machines, simply because we can hear your star-minds. We know where you will strike, and where you do not expect us to strike. My team of elite human commandos will take one ship to the machine world, sneak into the machine core with a singularity bomb, and destroy it. We can do this tomorrow."

Marc sat down and shut off his feed. He didn't care what they said to each other anymore. He didn't care what kind of extreme measures or sanctions or restrictions the Committee would place on humanity after he ended the war - that was President Kara's concern. He was going to save the galaxy, and probably die, but ensure that the machines could never make it to his home. His family.

They argued for hours. Marc closed his helmet, muted its inputs entirely, and took a nap. When he woke up, they still weren't done.

Eventually, finally, they got the go-ahead.

If they'd ever had the slightest hint that he was the one who'd pulled the trigger on humanity's early wars, before he understood what he was dealing with, they would never have let him in the room. Or the planet. Hell, this entire ring of the galaxy. He wouldn't be the one leading the strike force, he'd be made an example of. If the other species could ever wrap their heads around how human minds worked, they could understand that each time, it wasn't humanity that had made the call collectively - it had been Marc. As the sole being responsible, the Committee would be free to punish him, rather than the whole species.

The Committee, after all, did things a certain way.

Marc wasn't proud of it, and it wasn't a good feeling, but there certainly was a unique feeling to being let off his leash. Not pride, never pride, but Marc knew that one day he would be the most famous war criminal in galactic history, on his way to exterminate his eighth entire sentient species.

At least his family would be safe.

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lesbianwhowrites · 9 months

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Juliet and Juliet

“I’m doing the musical next year”

Fem!Reader x DC Stargirl Artemis Crock

Requested by: @writing2sirvive

(I apologize if this isn't the wrong person lmao)

“Artemis supporting her (fem) bff/crush by watching her perform in the school’s musical.”

*I hope you don’t mind me changing the request just a little bit, i thought it would be perfect to do a Romeo and Juliet type of thing, but just imagine that they made it a musical lmao.

When you decided to join the high schools musical, Artemis wasn’t to sure how to feel. She wasn’t one for musicals, especially this new edition of ‘Romeo and Juliet’ of course though she would go to anything you did, you were Y/N her favorite person, next to her parents obviously.

Now you see it wasn’t that she didn’t want you to do the musical, but it was that you were Juliet, and that would mean you’d have to kiss some guy. In fact she disliked that idea so much she had to keep herself from finding a way to.. well get rid of this certain person. It got to the point where her parents secretly told the guy off, in their own special way of course.

It wasn’t that Artemis liked you, you were her bestfriend. Okay maybe she did like you, but it wasn’t like she was ever going to say anything.

Tonight was the night, the opening night of ‘Romeo and Juliet’ and you were beyond perfect in her eyes, you were like an angel, your voice sounding like bells. She wasn’t going to lie when she had to keep herself from yelling ‘Go Y/N’ every time you did well anything.

But that very last scene something clicked in her, you kissing that guy. She couldn’t watch, She then realized she really did like you. Maybe a bit to much to other people, but to her it was just perfect.

After the show was done she couldn’t wait for your beautiful self to come walk out, so she could give you a hug. Then there you were slightly running over to her, hugging her. It felt perfect. “You did absolutely wonderful Y/N!” You blushed at her and thanked her. She looked at you and smirked “I should do the musical next year.” You gave her a confused look, “I thought you didn’t want to because football took over most of your life, which might i add your looking fine today.” Artemis looked at you and smirked, “If I get to be in that guys shoes, than I'd be in it any day.” You blushed and looked away and she speaks again, “I’m doing that musical next year.”

You look back over at her and she smiles, “Artemis did you just tell me you liked me? Cause if you do, you don’t have to be my Juliet to kiss me.” Artemis shrugged, “Maybe, but if what your saying is the truth than maybe i might have a small one.” You laughed and rolled your eyes taking the rose she had forgotten she was holding for you and walked away.

#artemis #stargirl #artemiscrock #artemis crock #dc stargirl #dc #writing #writingprompt #fanfiction #imagines #cindy burman #sylvester pemberton

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writingprompts · 4 months

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Three writing prompts for a new year.

If you're interested, these come from a set of 200 Writing Prompts I put together and is available over here.

#education #writing #writingprompt #writingprompts

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baconandpie1 · 6 months

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Prompt: SHATTER

Eyes teary Angelic blue Gaze into his soul. Lips move: I love you. Shock. Darkness. Empty space. Shattered soul Left behind.

#destiel #amwriting #writing #prompt #WritingPrompt #WritingCommunity #spn family #supernatural #spn #supernatural destiel

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writingwelltips · 23 days

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Aristotle’s 3 Principles of Writing

1.Writers are imitators

2.Writers are borrowers

3.Writers aren’t bound by societal morals

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furiouslywriting · 1 year

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Writing prompts #47

Reverse werewolf. Wolf turns into a man every full moon.

#writing #writers on tumblr #writingprompt #prompts #writer #werewolf

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harmonizedhero · 8 months

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Isekai where the mc is lightly hit by a truck, leaving their original body fine besides getting knocked out and light damage. However the truck activates anyways, and gives them a new body in another world leaving them as one mind with two bodysbin vastly different worlds. The story goes over how they improve themself and what they so in both worlds, maybe they discover magic on earth, maybe they become a famous hero in the other world, or maybe hes just a normal guy and a normal guy but fantasy.

#writing #writing prompt #writingprompt #writing prompts

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em-dash-press · 9 months

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This week's writing prompt will challenge you to flip the script by writing from the perspective of a character archetype that typically gets a background presence.

Check out the prompt here!

#writingprompt #writingchallenge #writing #creativewriting #writinginspiration #creativewritinginspiration #weeklywritingprompt #weeklywritingchallenge

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letswritesomenovels · 1 year

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If January 1st is going to be the day we decide we’ll really sit down and focus on starting/getting back to/finishing that novel, we have to do something in December to prepare, right?

Inspired by one of my best writer friends, I’ve created a four-week fiction writing challenge with twenty days* of holiday-themed writing prompts to get your creativity flowing!

Enjoy the season with small writing prompts dedicated to savoring the season and flexing your writing muscles. We’ll start off small in Week One, with descriptions of various holiday concepts. Then, we’ll expand in Week Two to holiday odes, poems, and songs. In Week Three, we’ll get into retellings, playing with stories that already exist. Finally, in Week Four, we’ll dive fully into original holiday scenes and stories.

And just to make everything that much easier and more put together, I’ve created both:

an editable Google Docs workbook to complete the prompts in. Just follow this link, go to “File,” select “Make a Copy,” and write away!

a progress tracking chart!

I hope you join in and enjoy!

#writingprompt #writing prompts #creative writing #holiday writing prompts

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thealyssianarchives · 2 months

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Writing Prompt #8

Your character is immortal...

...but their lover is not.

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