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Colin conjuring up a dream of Penelope in nothing but her nightwear and robe in her garden by fire and moonlight… what a fucking horn dog

#💀 #friendly reminder that in literature (particularly older) #gardens were often symbols of female sexuality #flowers and fertility and stuff #the fact that Colin is IN her garden… #is very provocative all on its own #add in the other elements and it’s insane #the doorway too is symbolic #Austen loved gardens (sense and sensibility lol) and I believe her work inspired bridgerton (to an extent) #anyway ignore the English major #bridgerton

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Do you believe the best foundation for love is friendship? – It is rare, but you must follow your heart. (x)

#bridgerton #im SO EXCITED #Penelope featherington they could never make me hate you

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✍️ more fic writer asks!

reblog & your followers can send asks with the questions they’d like you to answer!

the last sentence you wrote

a character whose POV you’re currently exploring

how you feel about your current WIP

a story idea you haven’t written yet

first sentence of the fifth paragraph of an unpublished WIP

the word that appears the most in your current draft (wordcounter.net can tell you)

your preferred writing fonts

if you had to write a sequel to a fic, you’d write one for…

start to finish, how long did it take you to write the last fic you posted?

what is the longest amount of time you’ve let a draft rest before you finished it?

a WIP you’d like to finish someday

a trope you’re really into right now

a fandom you’re thinking about writing for

where do you get your inspiration?

favorite weather for writing

favorite place to write

talk about your writing and editing process

if you keep them, share a deleted sentence or paragraph from a published fic

the most interesting topic you’ve researched for a fic

in what year did you publish your first fic?

when did you publish your most recent fic?

do you ever worry about public reaction to what you’re writing? how do you get past that?

pick three keywords that describe your writing

how do you recharge when you’re not feeling creative?

besides writing, what are your other hobbies?

are you able to write with other people around?

your favorite part of the writing process

your least favorite part of the writing process

how easy is it for you to come up with titles?

share a fic you’re especially proud of

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Mechanic gf

#LOVE #korrasami

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A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror

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texas view of the total solar eclipse🌝🌞

#solar eclipse #they’re rival lesbians who are into each other your honor #I love the lovers trope BUT yearning rivals is better imo

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these are the kinds of text messages you get when you’re friends with a writer

#random #joking #delete later

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is there anything gayer than saying “we would both enjoy it if she used me” 😭😭😭

#book: compass rose #rereading some moments and im CACKLING #rose the lesbian you are please never change #Anna Burke

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love me a good ol fake out make out

started this before act 2 aired, but I’ve lost the will to draw the second page of this sorry :’)

#ugh I miss them:((((( #love love love this #also noticed my ONE arcane fic I wrote that's similar to this situation recommended in the comments SJSJS #arcane #caitlyn kiramman #vi arcane #caitvi #league of legends #piltovers finest #art

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staff: our april fools joke this year is a silly feature that doesn't really do anything but give you a button to boop other users! they have to opt-in first though :)

me:

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idgaf what cutesy shit tumblr tries to pull for April Fools, this is still the same website where the multimillionaire CEO stalked a trans woman across multiple platforms because she bruised his fragile ego, where a moderator took bribes to delete accounts, where moderation disproportionately targets black, transfem, and pro-Palestinian bloggers, where literal hardcore heterosexual pornography can be both posted without consequence and actively advertised to users while trans women posting transition timelines get hit with the banhammer, where outright hate speech goes unpunished but an obvious shitpost results in the associated account's termination, and where its leadership advertises it as the queerest site on the internet while doing all of the above. No amount of silly goofy gimmicks will change that.

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the american obsession with bucees is something that must be studied

#like are yall okay #it’s a gas station #same goes for every other giant company that loves capitalism

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my coworker, halfway through the lost hero: where’s percy? surely he’s in here right?

me:

coworker: he IS in here, right?

me:

coworker: RIGHT?

me:

#yes the same coworker #they hate me #pjo #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #lost hero #annabeth chase #percabeth

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Raya and the Curse of Kumandra Chapter 13: Pieces Falling into Place

ao3

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excerpt:

The view from Raya’s private balcony was nothing short of breathtaking. From here, all of Heart stretched before her, from the village below to the bridge to the forests beyond. She was pretty sure that if she squinted, she could see just the edges of Fang’s territory. Since returning home, she spent many hours looking over her land and her people. A warmth she had locked away long ago came forth, stronger than ever, seeing her home bursting with life. Often, she watched the main street that led to the path up to the palace because it was always busy, or she gazed upon the bridge where people fished, or she watched the shoreline and the children that ran along it with worried parents nearby.  On days they expected visitors, she glued her eyes to the river, searching for the boats, and to the forests, anticipating riders. Truthfully, she really only cared about one of those visitors, for the most part. “I know you do,” a voice said behind her, and Raya jumped around. 

#srb #raya and the last dragon

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probably an unpopular opinion but I really hate the trend of these cartoonish covers for romance novels and also the increase of badly written published fiction disguised as romance but to each their own ig

#PLEASE BE MORE CREATIVE #I go looking for book recs online and on social media #and people just recommend these covers #I can't even see past that and see them as books #bring back the scandalous covers that made me blush as a kid #I would pick up a romance novel much faster that way

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Raya and the Curse of Kumandra Chapter 13: Pieces Falling into Place

ao3

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excerpt:

The view from Raya’s private balcony was nothing short of breathtaking. From here, all of Heart stretched before her, from the village below to the bridge to the forests beyond. She was pretty sure that if she squinted, she could see just the edges of Fang’s territory. Since returning home, she spent many hours looking over her land and her people. A warmth she had locked away long ago came forth, stronger than ever, seeing her home bursting with life. Often, she watched the main street that led to the path up to the palace because it was always busy, or she gazed upon the bridge where people fished, or she watched the shoreline and the children that ran along it with worried parents nearby.  On days they expected visitors, she glued her eyes to the river, searching for the boats, and to the forests, anticipating riders. Truthfully, she really only cared about one of those visitors, for the most part. “I know you do,” a voice said behind her, and Raya jumped around. 

#srb #now that it seems ao3 is back up lmao #ratld

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Raya and the Curse of Kumandra Chapter 13: Pieces Falling into Place

ao3

masterpost

excerpt:

The view from Raya’s private balcony was nothing short of breathtaking. From here, all of Heart stretched before her, from the village below to the bridge to the forests beyond. She was pretty sure that if she squinted, she could see just the edges of Fang’s territory. Since returning home, she spent many hours looking over her land and her people. A warmth she had locked away long ago came forth, stronger than ever, seeing her home bursting with life. Often, she watched the main street that led to the path up to the palace because it was always busy, or she gazed upon the bridge where people fished, or she watched the shoreline and the children that ran along it with worried parents nearby.  On days they expected visitors, she glued her eyes to the river, searching for the boats, and to the forests, anticipating riders. Truthfully, she really only cared about one of those visitors, for the most part. “I know you do,” a voice said behind her, and Raya jumped around. 

#ratld #raya and the last dragon #raya #namaari #rayamaari #rayaari #my writing #raya and the curse of kumandra #ratcok