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im sorry i dissapear from here so much (and twitter) i have depressive anxiety and the internet is a big and scary place

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returning to tumblr just to look for my mcs middle names and then dip sklslslq

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me redownloading tumblr just for emoji combos

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have yourself a snippy ♡

#writeblr #amwriting #theothereyewip #blackforrestcake2

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Characters that crumble without any pressure, characters who can only function when the stakes are high and fall apart in normalcy, characters who are so honed into weapons of the narrative that when the narrative slows they are left with nothing

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To be identified and buried after an Israeli massacre has become a luxury in Gaza. Think about that for a moment.

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if you're struggling with your writing right now, I just want to say, now more than ever, it's needed, and I mean it.

It doesn't have to be a big think piece novel, an elaborate examination of a certain subject or opinion, your poetry doesn't have to have an obvious political angle, but yes, it also absolutely can.

It doesn't have to be light hearted escapism to heal our collective wounds for a while, but it can.

It can be as serious or as silly as you want. It doesn't have to be anything other than authentic to you.

We're nearing, or already in, an era where everything feels like it is becoming less and less authentic, further and further detached from people's true experiences, genuine voices, algorithms feeding us the most shallow, trend-following, manufactured by big-bucks, AI spouted, sterile material and no matter what you're writing, be it a mind-blowing, life-shattering profound novel, or a casual piece of fun entertainment (maybe both!) so long as you're writing and creating from the heart, out of passion for writing it, it's needed out here right now 💗

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hi i havent posted in a while! heres a snippet to the sequel of black forrest cake!

#writeblr #amwriting #free simon fr #theothereyewip #blackforrestcake2

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i haven't been updating in a while, but i finished my novel!!!!

Black Forrest Cake is done <3

#blackforrestcake #writeblr #amwriting #or i guess no longer writing???? because she's done???? #going to print it out and let it rest #so then i can go into REVISION dun dun dun #also i cried when i finished #ooofies

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We are ineffably elated to confirm that Good Omens will return for a third season! This calls for a round of hot chocolate and sweet treats!

@neil-gaiman

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heads up, seven up

i was tagged by sweetiebeetie @encrucijada <3

giving you guys some black forrest cake since its been quite a while and i've not written any of my other wips. whoops!

It was a wonder she wasn’t standing too close to it all. There was fire before her, fire behind her, and she just stands in the middle of it all, fixated on the church. Rosemarie couldn’t see the sun coming up. She didn’t know if the sun was coming up, if she’d ever see it again. She could be in there right now, burning up with them.

i don't know who to tag so i'm leaving it wide open!

#blackforrestcake #tag game #writeblr games

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write for yourself. put your fantasies on paper. no one knows what you are writing. no one knows what's in your head. no one is going to write it for you. if you don't write down your ideas they will disappear. if you are too scared to write your thoughts then don't write, try something different. if writing is the only way, get to writing. no one else's opinion matters. no one else's opinion will ever matter

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HAZE DOGS — a wip by ester cuervos

【 genre & categroy: horror, low fantasy, adult 】

【 pov: 2nd person retrospective 】

【 what if princess mononoke, the hunt from the magnus archives, and night in the woods had a baby. guy too scared for horror keeps writing it. great news for all the girls (gender neutral) who've ever wanted to go apeshit!! i'm technically catholic so i'm allowed to bastardise catholicism 】

【 cw: cults, blood and gore, religious blasphemy, cannibalism, harm to animals 】

【 tone & themes: feminine horror, corruption, bottled rage, divinity, unhinged, atmospheric, eerie, immortality/mortality 】

a b o u t : an isolated town is haunted by otherworldly canines incapable of dying. when connor hidalgo mejía comes back to life after being sacrificed by her old classmates, the town finds a temporary solution to their problem that will keep more people from dying: they offer connor and only connor to the animals. with her boyfriend's mother at the head, connor becomes the reluctant but not entirely unwilling idol of worship of a cult that begins to form around her. the people of her town really believe she can somehow free them of this haunting. but aurora vidal isn't the only one pulling the strings for power. everyone wants a piece of connor's divinity, a god is easy to manipulate when she's actually just a nineteen-year-old girl who up until last month only had two concerns: make it to tomorrow and get to know her estranged brother. the temporary solution starts to feel like a permanent one with connor soon not being able to find peace in life or in death.

another story about a girl in a white dress getting sacrificed... except she's wearing cool alternative clothes on top of that white dress. also the dark academia plot of "person we all hate died under mysterious circumstances" except this time the person keeps coming back to life, worse each time.

c h a r a c t e r s :

connor hidalgo mejía. she/they. embodies the energy of the "alt friend" from 00s teen movies. would have bitten you to win an argument even before things got freaky. what if jesus was a dog.

ángel quijada vidal. he/they. connor's boyfriend. dark academia protagonist who got lost and ended up in a horror movie. ignoring social cues on purpose because he thinks they're stupid.

acacia vidal beaumont. she/her. literally can't trust blonde women. connor's frenemy. would be friend you and the vaguepost about you online. ángel's cousin. youngest sister syndrome.

aurora vidal ochoa. she/her. ángel's mum. gaslight gatekeep girlboss. woke up and decided to become a cult leader. marisa coulter energy (derogatory).

benjy hidalgo mejía. he/him. connor's brother, apparently. has the energy of the bum older brother with a shitty band and a warning sign of his door you'd find in a 90s movie.

zagreus. he/it. pubby :3 nothing weird going on here i prommy.

aesthetic: a foggy open field, coyote howls in the dead of night, wiping blood from your mouth, maximalist teen girl bedrooms, light reflecting off of animal eyes, an empty dilapidated church, bite marks on your shoulder, tall grass swaying in the breeze, an abandoned fountain filled with greenish water, broken statues, taxidermy animals, the rattle of a dog's chain, crackling television signal, cloudy weather and the smell of ozone before a storm, glitter makeup rolling down your cheeks, music so loud others hear it on your headphones, a lake with party trash floating on the surface, your fanciest clothes splattered with blood, the cold smoothness of fine jewellery, low quality camera footage, a trail of kisses down your spine, teeth that are too sharp, halos made with neon bracelets, cupping your cheeks with bloodied hands, curling up under the covers in bed when it's cold

snippet!!!

“Cool, right?” you asked your reflection, answered yourself with a smile that cut your purple mouth in two with white teeth.

You grabbed your keys.

Benjy was in the living room. He still occupied space like he was a guest instead of a resident, you looked at him and tried to find yourself on his face, on his shoulders, his hair, his hands. But other than the brown of your skin and his skin, you couldn’t, the only thing you shared that your mum had too were the freckles, but what did that prove? If that was proof of kin then Ángel would be your brother, Acacia your sister, Dafne a quarter of something with the smattered speckles on the bridge of her nose.

“Where the fuck are you going?”

He was your brother enough to talk like he’d known all nineteen years of your life.

You stopped in front of the television, a horror movie screaming behind you, blood and guts and bad sound effects of tearing skin, someone’s burbly wail from a cut throat.

“Vidal party.”

“What’s a Vidal? Am I supposed to know what that is?”

“They own like half the town, huge house, can’t miss it.”

“And they invited the likes of you?”

#holy shit #like unholy shit #bro?????? #you had me at princess mononoke #and cannibalism #omg #im in love #let me live in your brain plz #if there's a tag list add me pretty please!!! #writeblr #other writers

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im like 6 chapters away from the end of my novel and i have pretty damn big feelings about it

#like big big #like i dont like the fact that its almost over lol #6 chapters to write #ive been writing this since February and i might finish by or before then #its my first time finishing something yk #and ive lived in their heads more than my own #its scary #i know im coming back bcs i planned two more books in the series but :(( #sobbing very loudly and very externally

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Last line tag

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I got tagged by the wonderful @rownanisntwriting to participate in this tag . I have never participated in a tag game so , if I do this wrong , sorry . But anyways . The line .

“ I know you can't hear me , but I need you , I need your embrace again , I want my mother back because everything has turned to shit and you are the last hope I have of restoring who I was when I was young “

That's it . That's the line . So I don't follow many writeblrs but if you don't want to be tagged just tell me and I will take the tag down . ^^

@lostpasswordreturning @kjscottwrites @goldsoakedjewels @ink-fireplace-coffee @mjparkerwriting @careful-fear

#writeblr #writeblr tag #tag games

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Last Line Tag

I was tagged by @sugar-phoenix whose post can be found here <3

Rules: Share the last line you wrote and tag the same number of people as the words in the line.

By the way, I haven't done tag games in a while! this is the first I'm able to get into. I have no idea how many people I'm actually going to be able to tag lol.

“I know,” she replies with nothing more to say.

gently tagging @thewardenofwinter @coffeeandcalligraphy ( i always tag these two. they cannot escape me) @mawcewrites @ghost-coven @onomatopiya @encrucijada @lilithorrorwrites @wipsbymor @dallonwrites

#tag game #im about to pass out on top of my laptop