#bookish’s ideas and ramblings

[bookishspirit662]

hello I just had a thought

there’s a new set of symbols for the life series: the seasons! I’m a bit tired right now but here’s some of my ideas behind them :D (also my apologies to the southern hemisphere because this is going off of what I know in the north)

For Third Life, it is spring. It began in April. It was the start of the life series cycle, just like spring is newness. Grian won, the sun triumphing over the red winter.

For Last Life, it is fall. It began in September. Fall is home to a spooky season, and we had the intro of the boogeyman. Scott won this season, when nights stretch on and the stars come out for longer.

For Double Life, it is summer. It began in June. (gonna pretend it started after the solstice for reasons.) This one was arguably more lighthearted, like a vacation (though not quite perfect). Pearl won, the moon that pulls the tide.

And now, in Limited Life, it started in winter, before the equinox in March. There was a desperation and desolation in this season. Martyn, whose celestial symbol is still being discussed, was the victor. Going off of the idea that he is earth, he was life hibernating beneath the snow until it snatched the title.

What ties this cycle together is Martyn being the hand of the Red King, who lost together in the spring to the rising sun and longer days. The inescapable game begins again.

this might be a bit incomplete or a stretch as I am tired but I thought it was a cool coincidence :D

#bookish’s ideas and ramblings #third life #third life smp #last life #last life smp #double life #double life smp #limited life #limited life smp #traffic smp #trafficblr #3lsmp #llsmp #dlsmp #limlsmp #limited life spoilers

[bookishfeylin]

Paper charting is evil

#All the nurses on my unit are drowning #Too many patients too many charts pharmacy has no idea what meds we’re giving… #The loss of our computer system has been a nightmare #This isn’t safe at all #Bookish rambles #Nursing things

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Idea I've had for highschool sweetheart to make könih further rot in guilt because it's silly and amusing that I simply had to share <3

In cliques of the nature of his bullies there are always the internal dynamics people outside don't see. Like how one person is never felt true compliments, only back handed ones if not just straight up insults. Fed lies about how no one else would ever be friends with them, the punching bag of within the clique to keep the glue of the group strong and firm. Naturally it would have been the shyest and most bookish person within the group. But you've known these people your entire life they didn't always act like this they used to be kind and good. (right? they, they were kind once right?) so day dreams become an escape because how could anyone be friends with you? How could anyone tolerate you? Especially after you were around the clique, how could you ever approach the quiet boy who you knew they picked on. He must hate you. You longed to be friends (don't delude yourself you didn't wish to be friends you wished to be lovers but start small right). How could you ever approach him. And then graduation comes and you're abandoned. You can heal and begin to find your personhood. You can pick the shattered pieces of your confidence up off the floor and glue your life back together. It takes years but eventually you gather up the courage to reach out to the boy after he misses the reunion. You want to apologize for your passivity at least. You must after all. (You were children and both victims in your own right but how could this ever be spoken of? You must play the role of the bystander because who would ever believe otherwise? You may have healed but there are still cracks of course.) and much later maybe he learns all this, maybe he reads it in a journal or a letter addressed to him, maybe you finally get the courage to tell him. And the guilt and rot grows like fungus over his heart, eating his anger alive and churning out something like grief in return. Not that you'd noticed the anger, you just saw the second chance, of course he would be wary of you, of course he would have changed over the decade, but a decade of growth was only done on the foundation of the boy you loved before. How could you not love the man he's become now?

tee hee I'm going insane I hope you enjoy my little ramble

Yes yes yes the delicious reveal of how it was for her, that she wasn’t having a happy time in the clique, that she, too, was suffering! ❤️‍🩹

In my opinion König would eventually come to his senses. If we’re treating this scenario with actual seriousness, he would eventually see that what he’s doing is useless and stupid and hurtful and unjust to both of them. I mean he’s clinically insane, he’s nasty and troubled and traumatized and works for a fucking PMC and tortures people but... he’s not rotten to the core. König is like a stray dog that bites if it feels like it’s about to get cornered and beaten again, and that’s his viewpoint with high school sweetheart actually. It may sound silly and misplaced but he’s just too triggered to see that he’s about to do a royal fuck-up with her.

And the unbearable shame when he realizes? When he faces the thing he has become? It’s simply too much to bear, he has worked so hard on himself & to put that shit behind him, he’s built confidence from scratch, he’s built actual, physical muscle just to feel better about himself, he probably joined the military because it was his middle finger to the world. Yes, he had aspirations and actual passions concerning the sniper dream but he’s also driven by this need to prove a shitload of people wrong.

And in walks this babe who reminds him of a time when he was nothing. Absolutely nothing. How do you love that? Because ultimately, it means you have to love yourself and who you were before you became the incredible Austrian Hulk. At the core of it is a 6 feet deep insecurity because König doesn’t feel he’s worthy of her at all.

I think the only thing that would cleanse his heart from pain is the revelation that she suffered too. As sad as it is, that’s what makes his heart crack open because then he gets to play the savior. But then comes the “Do you still love me even if I almost turned into the monster I always battled against” part… Because König would pay her authenticity "generously" by revealing the bully he almost became. And I think that’s when high school sweetheart really needs to ask herself if she’s up for this kind of shit, if she’s actually ready to love this man who isn’t as cool and tough as she thought he was, who is deeply flawed and resentful and childish and cruel.

Part of her probably knows that already and even loves his flaws, but loving König is like loving that stray dog. He’s gonna bring fleas and dried-up mud into your house eventually. Especially if you feed him and give him a scratch… Put a nice, cosy bed for him by the fire... Tell him he's cute when he whines next to your bed... Teach him it’s ok to prefer to sleep with you instead :/

#he's a problem/rescue dog #character study stuff #könig x highschool sweetheart

[iamamythologicalcreature]

Pitch Manor Progress (which is sort of like Six Sentence Sunday but also not)

It's still Sunday for five more minutes, here. SO....

Okay, I haven't written anything on the Haunting of Simon Snow in awhile. But I have been working on my floor plan for Pitch Manor, which is more than tangentially related to the potential progress of that fic. And today's a rough one for me, so I'm going to post about it like it's progress so I might feel a tad better. Ahem.

OKAY. SO. I've been working on a floor plan for Pitch Manor for... pretty much forever and a day. I ran into trouble when I was writing chapter 2 of Haunting and Simon (Construction Worker!Simon) began to describe the house. I realized... I had no idea what he was describing.

(Warning, there is a long winded geeky ramble ahead. It's just how I do things. Ahem.)

What was supposed to be a quick "let's find a floor plan that I can just copy with some minor adjustments" project has since turned into my special interest project. As a history nerd, that means a lot of research, looking at dozens of floor plans for other houses ranging in origination from the 16th century to the 20th (and probably a few older than even that, since a ton of religious buildings were repurposed into estates. Think Downton *Abbey*.)

But this past week, I feel I've really pushed through a lot of the issues I kept running into. (I've ridiculously been trying to make it as true to the descriptions in Carry On as possible, and something that fits the purposes of my fic, which of course I have envisioned in many, sometimes incompatible, ways.) I've had to make some "this or that, you can't have both" choices, but I'm finally happy with the basic shape and layout.

Whew.

Just for funsies, here's a cross section snippet of my floor plan WIP. It's pretty messy still, but I'm still excited LOL

And (finally), instead of six sentences, I will instead offer you all six tidbits of information about Pitch Manor, as I've envisioned it:

There are four (4!) different sitting rooms. Because the aristocracy just loved their sitting rooms. (Parlor, Withdrawing room, Drawing room, and Reception/Receiving room.)

There is a ballroom. Try and stop me.

The original manor house was built in the 17th century, and has been refurbished and updated a few times.

The most extensive refurbishment happened in the 19th century, which is how it gained its current stylings. (Baz is a freaking troll and I love him for it. The most popular architectural style in the Victorian era was "Gothic Revival." "It's not Gothic; it's Victorian." Hah.)

Some rooms were added on during the Victorian refurbishment, including a Smoking room. They were very popular at that time.

The largest room in the house isn't the ballroom. It's the library. (It's two stories. Try and stop me.)

(I do hope to release the floorplans into the fandom wild after they're complete, in case anyone else wants to make use of them.)

I want to ramble more. But it's almost midnight. Sooo.... Gratitude and hellos under the cut!

Thank you to @blackberrysummerblog, @shrekgogurt, @rimeswithpurple, @thewholelemon, @monbons,

and @cutestkilla for the tags. I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone is working on!

Thank you also to those of you who have willingly (I hope) listened to me ramble on about this damned project of mine for ages. Because boy howdy, do I ramble. @cutestkilla, @hushed-chorus, @artsyunderstudy, @youarenevertooold, @ic3-que3n,

@best--dress, @monbons, and @mooncello. It's good there are a few of you, that way no single poor soul has to bear the full weight of my obsession special interest. (If anyone reading this actually wants to join these ranks, hit me up on Discord XD)

Thanks also to everyone that has tagged me even when it's been ages in between progress posts from me. I appreciate being kept in the loop on what you all are up to creatively!

Hellos and howdies to @noblecorgi @bookish-bogwitch @that-disabled-princess @bazzybelle @messofthejess

@imagineacoolusername @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @prettygoododds @emeryhall @ileadacharmedlife

@valeffelees @fiend-for-culture @bubble-gumhead @brilla-brilla-estrellita @aristocratic-otter

@j-nipper-95 @whatevertheweather @ivelovedhimthroughworse @drowninginships @alexalexinii

@facewithoutheart @angelsfalling16

#six sentence sunday #pitch manor #estate houses #floor plan #simon snow trilogy #baz pitch is a troll and I adore him for it #tbf I adore him pretty easily #it's not gothic it's victorian #gothic revival #I have so many other things I'm supposed to be working on #but also I'm super excited about this #and it's given me ideas #which is the best thing #the haunting of simon snow #I ramble a lot #sorry not sorry #okay it's technically monday now but posting this anyway #jodofic

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Character voice

Thanks to @urnumber1star here, @bookish-karina here, @leahnardo-da-veggie here, and @elsie-writes here!

I'm not getting behind like last time! Four is plenty!

“I promise you everything is going to be okay.”

Lexi: "It's okay. Everything will get better eventually. I promise. I'll help."

Maddie: "Hey, on the more optimistic side of things, there's no real way this can get worse, right?"

Ash: "I dunno, try being optimistic about this."

Gwen: "Hey. Don't worry. Things will get better. We will make things better. I promise I'll do whatever I can."

Robbie: "It's okay, man, things will get better." (Internally unsure if this is the right thing to say because what if they don't???)

Akash: "It's gonna be okay. I promise. I'll help you."

Jedi: "Generally speaking, it will get better. But you must believe it will before it does."

Carmen: "Well, worrying about it won't make it better."

“you're making us look bad.”

Lexi: "Can you stop? Imagine what these people are thinking of us!!" (Ash: I don't have to - they don't care)

Maddie: "Why can't I do this? This isn't fair. Now no one will see how cool and awesome that was."

Ash: "Hey, why do you get to have fun with your powers while I have to sit and meditate? Now I look lame."

Gwen: "Shh! You're making us seem so rude! We should stop this argument. Imagine if you were them! You'd be judging us. Thinking terrible things."

Robbie: "You're making us seem ultra lame and pathetic."

Akash: "Dude, you're embarrassing me in front of everyone. Now first impressions are ruined."

Jedi: "Well, I don't think you're making quite a fair judgement on our character with that display."

Carmen: "See, if you'd just gotten your act together, they would actually respect us!"

“Is that really all you've got?”

Lexi: "Really? That's it? Huh."

Maddie: "Wait, that was the best you got? Wow, that was kinda lame."

Ash: "You don't think I can handle more? I think I can, so give it all you've got."

Gwen: "You think that will hurt me? Well, it won't! You'll have to try harder."

Robbie: "Woo! Is that it?! I was expecting more of a punch!"

Akash: "Haha, that's the best you got. Kinda underwhelming."

Jedi: "I do not suppose there is anything more impressive that you would like to demonstrate."

Carmen: "That was the dumbest thing I have ever seen. If that's your best, you're even worse than I thought you were."

“I'm going to kill you.”

I'm gonna operate under the assumption that you've done something that has pushed these characters to killing, regardless of how hard that will be. All are capable, I think, but we have to push them...so far. Hehe, this will be fun.

Lexi: "If you come anywhere near her, I promise that I will kill you."

Maddie: "Leave me alone or I swear I'll kill you."

Ash: "Get OUT OF MY WAY!"

Gwen: "You're such an awful, evil person! If you don't end your suffering on others I swear I'll end you."

Robbie: "Huh. Wow, you really are a piece of shit. You're gonna regret that. You have no idea what I can do to you." (Please, if you will, imagine lights flickering and our lovely boy here glowing maroon, eyes included)

Akash: "Agh! Leave me and everyone else alone! I'm sick and tired of awful people like you!"

Jedi: "I would rather not do this, but it is for the greater good."

Carmen: "Shut it! I'm in control of this situation, and I know what's right! This is for the good of the cause, and if you don't understand that -- Well, let's play a guessing game, shall we?"

Ok guys we're done hooray

Tagging @ahordeofwasps @sarandipitywrites @andyswritings @tabswrites @mk-writes-stuff

+ ANYONE ELSE

Your phrase is: "Are we going to wait here all day until a decision is made?"

TSP intro

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@nebula--nix @literarynecromancy @honeybewrites

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[1nm806]

almost all the newsies characters are smart in someway and this is my pitch for you to agree

jack kelly : he's VERY street smart, and he's getting better with book smarts sort of thing now that he's friends with davey who's not teaching him anything but is just sort of making jack absorb information from his ramblings.

crutchie : he's also more street smarts - in a different way than jack because he's had to survive as a disabled boy as well as a homeless one. he's pretty book smart as well, he's (relatively) close with denton - who's are happy to tutor him on days his leg is playing up.

davey : OBVIOUSLY he's more book smart. he literally goes to school! but he does become more street smart by hanging around the newsies. not nearly on the same level as them, but he's pretty damn good with it.

sarah : both. she's a girl that walks the streets of new york alone, she HAS to have street smarts. especially after the shit the delanceys pulled?? she'd have actively sought out ways to be safer on the streets. plus she's getting bookish info from davey and her mum and dad and such.

racetrack higgins : hear me out. this guys is smarter than spot. he's also smarter than jack. (in book smarts). he's the kinda guy who knows info but doesn't actually apply it. half way through the strike he goes "why didn't we schedule a meetin with pulitzer instead o jus walk in there?" and everyones like. bit late to offer that as an idea.

spot conlon : this mfer stupid. he's hella street smart don't get me wrong but he's DUMB. this is the guy that looked at a judge whilst he was in court and went "i object on the grounds of brooklyn" which is either a stupidly sincere thing to say or a dumbass move because YOURE IN COURT!!! DONT DICK AROUND??? (off topic: i think that race asking the judge to do the whole "double or nothing" thing and spot saying that stupid thing made the judge increase their fine out of irritation). i think he's still more book smart than jack but it's a close goddamn call. he might even be dumber but jack just never connects his thoughts together so spot just seems smarter by default.

#jack's hawkin the headlines !! #my stupid silly ramblings again #god. someone needs to remove spot conlon from my brain. ithink abot him all the time. hlep #newsies #92sies #newsies headcanon #jack kelly #davey jacobs #david jacobs #crutchie morris #crutchie newsies #sarah jacobs #racetrack higgins #spot conlon

[paeliae-occasionally]

OC Questionnaire tag!

Thanks @the-golden-comet for the open tag!

My questions:

What was the hardest decision you had to make?

Have you regretted any choice you made? If so, what and why?

Do you speak more than one language?

Your Questions

Who is your favourite person? Why?

Would you rather say something in 50 words or 200 words?

Would you rather work outside or inside?

I will be answering for Paeliae and Apollo, because I think they will have a fun duality in these questions.

What was the hardest decision you had to make?

Paeliae: Carrying the treaty. Generally walking into godly fire is not a good idea, and at that point I would have been forgotten if I died there. I had to act confident in front of the society, but it was hard to convince myself this was right.

Apollo: Splitting up from Tyro when we left Vasens. I hated leaving them on their own, I knew they could survive, and I knew we would be harder to track if we stayed apart, but I hated that I couldn’t help them more.

2. Have you regretted any choice that you have made? What and why?

Paeliae: Yes. I should have taken the entire city of tielere when I left, not just my soldiers. I know that is not a guilt I deserve, but it is a guilt I still feel.

Apollo: I don’t think so. I have done many things I feared at the time, but looking back I wouldn’t change those choices. I had to leave Tyro. I had to bind that boy, and I did it without hurting him. It doesn’t make those choices easier, but I don’t regret them.

3. Do you speak more than 1 language?

Paeliae: Yes. I speak Edrelian, Emresian, Tieleri, old Ossenic and enough Illeri to negotiate with their religious representatives. I was learning Druidic and draconic to read more into the history of somni magics, but then the war started, so I never truly learned them. My mother taught me most of the ancient languages and my father taught me the political ones.

Apollo: Yes, I speak Altic and Coastal like most people in Kar’wysan. Oh and Disaris, the runic language, but that doesn’t really count. It isn’t spoken outside of the families.

Tagging @illarian-rambling, @just-emis-blog and @bookish-karina.

and open tag! <3

#fantasy worldbuilding #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #oc questions

[artsyunderstudy]

Happy Wednesdayyyyyy!

Thanks for the morning tags @facewithoutheart @hushed-chorus @larkral and @blackberrysummerblog ♡ ♥

I'm still sick. I thought I was better on Monday but then Tuesday I felt like absolute Hot Garbage and did the majority of my work in a supine position. Cancelled and/or mumbled through all of my meetings. It was great, I love being sick. I exist in a sea of used tissues.

Anyway I managed to write a little for Someone Wicked, and I like it. I like what I wrote. But it also leads into a scene that is two scenes ahead of where I really wanted to begin, but the thing I wrote only really works as an opener, so am I like ... shoehorning those other two integral scenes in as a flashback? I mean, maybe. Fuck. Like, goddamn. I'm also not a person who often scraps whole scenes. I generally rework VS completely start over. So it'll probably remain, but I can't help but feel like I made my life harder.

Also I dunno why I thought a chapter with 8 characters with speaking roles stuffed in a room together would be something I'd be good at writing. I can write descriptions and inner monologuing all damn day but writing dialogue is the bane of my existence. You dont understand how hard I work so they dont sound like weird robots. (DO THEY THO???)

I have no actual idea how people talk to each other.

Anyway, I'm ramblings. Here's the thing you really want. The excerpt. SPICY ADJACENT.

I don’t move, though, other than to gather his hair at the back of his head as he mouths over my shaking chest. There’s something thrilling about this, too. Letting him take what he wants. Knowing, for right now, that what he wants is me.

“Fuck,” I gasp as he digs his fingers into my hips.

His grey eyes turn up to mine, blown dark and hungry. I watch the pink slip of his tongue flatten and wet my skin. He follows it with an open mouthed kiss, and my hands tighten reflexively in his hair. I don’t think anyone’s ever kissed me there before, on the soft swell of my stomach, careful and slow like I’m something precious. Something worth taking their time with.

I almost can’t handle it. It makes me feel mental.

Tags under the cut.

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#artsyfic #wip wednesday #snowbaz fic #someone wicked

[larkral]

Well friends, apparently Tumblr thinks ctrl+z means "delete everything in my post", so instead of a rambling account of how life has stymied me from writing this year so far, and how I'm feeling overwhelmed by my dwindling chapter buffer for A Dangerous Affinity, you're just going to get some words. This section includes the not a spoiler news that Baz and Simon do eventually make out in this story. If you're surprised, you haven't been paying attention. It also includes an allusion to the fact, never explicitly mentioned in the text, that Baz Pitch is a diva who wears button fly raw denim at the Scholomance. (Pro tip for other humans with bodies, Button flies are actually hugely practical when your body size is not consistent over time.)

“Want to do a snack bar run?” I ask. “I’m famished.”  Baz lifts his hair back from his face where it’s slipped over his cheek and is falling against my neck. “Sure.”  He stands. He’s so long, so lean, so many beautiful parts making up the overwhelming whole. He straightens his shirt, shakes out his hair, buttons the top button of his jeans. (“Don’t get any ideas, Snow,” he’d said when he unbuttoned it. “It’s just for range of motion.”) (I may have gotten a few ideas.)  “Coming?” he says. And yes, I was distracted from the initial plan. Who could blame me? My outfit requires a lot less re-assembly. I take Baz’s hand after I close the door behind us.

Thanks for the tag @artsyunderstudy!

Tagging: @stitchyqueer @thewholelemon @confused-bi-queer @raenestee @facewithoutheart @cutestkilla @hushed-chorus @sillyunicorn @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @basiltonbutliketheherb @ileadacharmedlife @asocialpessimist @bookish-bogwitch @aristocratic-otter @captain-aralias @petedavidsonscock @takitalks @yeonjunenby @carryonvisinata @takenabackbytuesdays @martsonmars @nightimedreamersghost @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @ionlydrinkhotwater @aroace-genderfluid-sheep​ @shrekgogurt @forabeatofadrum  @palimpsessed @fatalfangirl​ @blackberrysummerblog​

#wip wednesday #a dangerous affinity #raw denim lobby #don't get any ideas Snow #(Simon gets ideas)

[forabeatofadrum]

El WooWoo!

Thanks @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion for the tag back

I only have a small snippet to share today, since I am still in my examination period. Oh man, I hate learning for exams. Stampen, blokken, the good stuff. I'd rather do an assignment, because that allows you actually apply the knowledge, instead of just learning things by heart. (I mean, I also have 4 papers, which, yay, BUT NOT ON TOP OF THE EXAMS.)

ANYWAY. Have some Ljubili se:

Then Santana’s look goes from baffled to amused, and Blaine does remember that side of Santana. She has a cheeky grin on her face. “Damn, Hummel, is your dick so good it can turn people gay?” she laughs. “Santana!” Kurt exclaims. “It’s a good dick,” Blaine says back, which makes Santana laugh even louder and Kurt groan. But Blaine is beaming. He can’t believe he just said that!

There he goes! That's my boy! Show off that confidence, baby!

And now, the weather: @quizasvivamos @jinglejavey @coffeegleek @otherworldsivelivedin @caramelcoffeeaddict @sillyunicorn @dragoneggos @raenestee @tectonicduck @nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @thnxforknowingme @captain-aralias @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @justgleekout @cerriddwenluna @tea-brigade @ivelovedhimthroughworse @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @that-disabled-princess @1908jmd @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral @cutestkilla ​ @wellbelesbian ​ @artsyunderstudy ​ @martsonmars ​ @facewithoutheart ​ @shrekgogurt @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites @blackberrysummerblog @whatevertheweather @theotherhufflepuff @esilher @kurtsascot

Also.... uh..... some personal ramblings for people who know the true story behind River fic lol.

As I mentioned, Real Blaine unblocked me a few months ago after 4.5 years (!) and I did keep sending him a birthday message every year that never arrived. Kurt did as well, in the fic. He mentions at one point that he kept messaging Blaine.

Anyway, Real Blaine's birthday is soon. Should I still message him? I will be Perceived! And like Kurt, I am eager to know more about him, whilst I also know I don't really want to be his friend anymore. So I am not opposed to sending him a birthday message, I mean, I've been doing it for 4 years, but I have no clue what to expect after that.

I do like the idea of giving Real Blaine a mini heart attack.

I asked Real Mercedes for advice and they said maybe I should send the message and then block Real Blaine or something poetic like that.

Hm. Maybe Real Blaine will re-block me.

This is just fucking weird and unexpected. Damn, we were supposed to run into each other in a train on the other side of the world in 2026, not this!

#this is the first proper #wip wednesday #in two months apparently #tagged in #the others were out of touch thursdays or nothing to show days

[willtheweaver]

OC Interaction tag

Double tag! Cheers @illarian-rambling @theink-stainedfolk

Illarian's OC: Avymere Kalaphon Spearsong III is a 153 year old elf and Duchon (gender neutral equivalent of Duke/Duchess) of the city of Salis. They act as a spy and political agent for their father, Archduke Eluan Spearsong, who rules Salis. They also keep watch for assassins, on top of playing the perfect, if ditzy, heir in front of the court. They tend to keep up a happy-go-lucky facade in order to disguise their true cunning and because of this, are very reluctant to let their true personality show, to the point that they've sort of lost who they are. The one thing they embrace with their full, honest heart is martial arts. Though it's seen as a lowly habit that the court indulges on account of the Duchon's 'airheadedness,' they really do love to practice Talmel Valkys and are quite the fighter. It's where they feel they can drop any acts they have up. Apart from that, they have a hard time socializing outside of situations they're not used to and get easily flustered when they don't hold all the cards, as they don't actually have much experience outside of the highest echelon of Salis society. Though well meaning, they also tend to come off as aloof and unaware of the problems of the common man, even though they truly believe that they are a servant of the people they rule.

Theink's OC: Auriel Keirs is a brilliant and enigmatic individual, known for their sharp intellect and unparalleled problem-solving abilities. With an eidetic memory and a natural talent for hacking, Auriel navigates the complexities of their dystopian world with a quiet determination. They are introspective and often reserved, preferring the company of data and puzzles over social interactions. This aloof exterior can make them appear distant, but beneath it lies a deeply empathetic and fiercely loyal person driven by a profound sense of justice. Auriel's past, marked by the mysterious disappearance of their family, fuels their relentless quest for truth and fuels their distrust of authority. Despite their guarded nature, those who earn Auriel's trust find a steadfast ally willing to go to great lengths to protect and support them.

My OC: Granddaughter of the village chief, Playa sometimes wishes she wasn’t. As a fox who values hard work and reaching her goals fair and square, she hates the favoritism and nepotism that most of the adults show her. As a result she prefers the company of younger members of the village .She has dreams of becoming a hunter and has little interest in politics. However, her strong sense of duty, caring nature, and moral compass means that she would (reluctantly) cast her own interests aside for the sake of the community.

How they'd interact:

Playa and Avymere- Being an elf would help here, as Avymere would be more inclined to accept the existence of a sentient fox. What may hinder things is Avymere. As this encounter is not ordinary, they will likely get flustered and (possibly) embarrassed. Playa would want to help, and she could help Avymere. As she has some skill in martial arts, Playa would enjoy bouts of sparring. Though the best bet would be as training partners, the two of them would get along well.

Playa and Auriel- Well, the biggest obstacle here, apart from the fact that Auriel has not experienced dealing with a sentient fox, will be Playa being related to an authority figure (her grandmother). This would raise a few red flags and make them suspicious of Playa. The saving grace would be that both of them are empathetic and have a strong sense of justice. Things may take awhile due to Auriel’s detached nature, but they would eventually come to trust one another. They would both support each other and their respective pursuits

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[bookishspirit662]

I Can See You is so queer

#taylor swift #speak now taylor’s version #bookish’s ideas and ramblings

[bookishfeylin]

It'd be funny if Rhysand and Feyre became High King and Queen of Prythian because then Tamlin's worries in the High Lord's meeting in ACOWAR would be proved correct

#and by funny i mean not funny at all #i do not like the idea of three moc who are high lords bowing to a white woman as their queen #i dont like it at all #its giving white feminism #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #acosf #a court of silver flames #bookish rambles #acotar analysis

[fatalfangirl]

Morning ❤️ happy hump day. I have a big work thing tonight, which I'm genuinely excited about but also equally nervous. Which is also a good way to describe how I feel about More Than Friends.

Sharing a rough ch 5 snippet and then some outline bullets and rambling under the cut to embrace the WIPness of it all.

But first tags: @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @whatevertheweather, @moodandmist, @cutestkilla, @bookish-bogwitch, @captain-aralias, @artsyunderstudy, @letraspal, @stardustasincocaine, @aristocratic-otter, @palimpsessed, @facewithoutheart, @martsonmars, and @chen-chen-chen-again-chen.

SIMON

I leave him to it in favor of retreating to my room and trading my work clothes for pair of green trackies and a basic white t-shirt. My hair’s a mess from wearing a hat all day, and typically I wouldn’t care about that once I’m home, but tonight I do, so I end up wetting my head in the bathroom sink and giving it a quick towel dry before joining Baz in the kitchen.

He gives me a quick once-over when I enter, then returns to the potatoes he was tending to on the stovetop. “I can take care of dinner if you want to relax.”

“That’s alright,” I bump his hip as I saddle up next to him, forcing his eye. “I said I’d help.”

I wouldn't consider myself a big outline person. I'm very much a "I have a vague idea of what I want to do, let's just start with the first scene and see where it goes" sort of writer. Which I like because I'm impatient and just want to get going, but also I very much dislike because I end up panicking when I can't figure out how to tie my story together since nothing is organized. (I also often end up self criticizing that my fics don't live up to their emotional potential because I'm not taking my time to piece them together properly, but also I'm not doing anything to change that so here we are.)

The typical pattern when I write is that I start writing a chapter, freak out, and then throw together bullets for the next few scenes. Which is where I'm at with ch 5.

He asks Simon if he wants to take a shower with him

(Hand jobs and almost kisses)

Some sort of chapter conclusion…

Clearly, I have some things to still figure out 😅 but I am feeling like I have a better hold on everything! If all goes well, the new chapter will be out by the end of the month 🎉

#my fic #wip wednesday #more than friends #at the rate I'm going this thing is going to take me a year to finish but alas I'm still enjoying myself so oh well

[mx-lamour]

~ᎶᎧᎧᎴ ᏋᏉᏋᏁᎥᏁᎶ~

Here ye shall find:

RPGs & Writing Projects

Curse of Strahd

I am deep in the muck of planning a Curse of Strahd campaign, having recently been through it as a player. So far, my concept has been mostly based on a few of the Ravenloft novels, plus the absolutely heinous 5e module (many details of which I have been attempting to rewrite), and a deep unrelenting desire to reintroduce Alek Gwilym to the world (so far working with the idea that he will be some kind of ghoul). Bookish ramblings, 5e headaches, and creative solutions are under #Lamour DMs CoS.

Also: Costuming Barovia

Jewelry | Strahd: Part 1 | Strahd: Art Addendum

Alek Gwilym

It has come to my attention that this blog has become one of the top recommended for #Alek Gwilym. When I first read I, Strahd—which was given to us ver batim as the Tome in the campaign I played—I knew in my heart that this man's death was the true crux of the Barovian tragedy. I became obsessed with solving the mystery of what else had become of him and working to bring him back, because I could conceive of no better way to break a curse which had been sealed with his demise.

I continue to strive to do Alek as much justice as possible.

He deserved better. It can and will be helped.

Strahd/Alek Fanfiction

#Stralek my beloved.

The piece de resistance of my work in this realm—my portfolio, if you will—has been the Vampentine's 2024 Collection which came about through this prompt list. It contains vignettes from several universe concepts (indexed), as well as a fully self-contained 6,693-word idea under the heading "It's all right."

[placeholder for the pbp rp, coming soon to Ao3]

Other (in-progress) works include:

Immortality - In 398 BC, after finally wiping his hands of Leo Dilisnya, Strahd discovers a painter in Vallaki who looks a lot like Alek Gwilym.

Despite Fear - Alek thwarts Strahd's deal with "Death" and the OG team go on campaign to destroy the dark entity once and for all.

Ezra Sunstar

Ezra was the character I played in Curse of Strahd. He was a self-conscious fire genasi roaming Faerûn in disguise before he and a couple of adventurers stumbled into Barovia. He knew very little about his own race or lineage, and hadn't even known his own surname until Madam Eva called him by it. He was enamored with the Vistani, accidentally fell for Ireena, and remained stalwartly determined to prove that Strahd was not a monster but a man under a curse who needed help.

Slowly working through my notes to create a cohesive narrative of Ezra's experiences, which were very therapeutic for me and ultimately went very well, all things considered.

The Tome of Ezra (Anno Viatoris)

A few campaign snippets, art, and other things can be found under #Ezra Sunstar. After having completed both Curse of Strahd and an epilogue Descent into Avernus, Ezra is still going, in a play-by-post rp, in which he has ventured into an alternate universe Lamordia to rescue one more soul: his beloved Ernst.

Alara

Kind of a placeholder for now, but I'm going to have a lot to say about this lady, I can guarantee.

Original/Related Works

Someday...

A retelling of Cinderella, featuring Dracula as the prince, rife with influences from Slavic folklore.

Post-Dracula, Lord Godalming funds the asylum run by his husband Dr. Seward, where they investigate the paranormal influences underlying many of their wards' issues. A young man admits his college friend, Victor Frankenstein, who raves about a creature he created from the dead.

I write personal essays and suchthelike, too: #Lamour Stories

About Me

Creative Process

I studied studio arts in high school, and writing in college. Self-taught costume historian. I'm gearing up to start my MFA in Creative Writing!

I love when people make things. I love craft and story and folklore. I think people should make things they love. I'll reblog things that resonate.

Publications

Check out Wishbone Words, a magazine made by and for disabled creatives. My original short story "Skull Cave" is part of Issue 12!

Coming Soon! - Enchanted Living magazine's Summer 2024 issue will feature another original short story, "Flowers for Hannedy".

Links

Portfolio/Shop

Throne

Ko-fi

Demographics

Queer, autistic, and married. White as a ghost. A they/them kind of folk.

My middle name is love, and I am an icorrigible romantic.

♡ Lamour

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[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Find the word

Thanks to @writingsfromspace here and @leahnardo-da-veggie here!

My words: smile, flinch, frown, growl, feather, huntress, glory, nice

Your words: absorb, cute, overwhelm, symbol

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@sarahlizziewrites @oh-no-another-idea @space-writes @kingkendrick7 @dragonhordesfandoms

+ ANYONE ELSE

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Keep reading for:

Ash gets a headache

Lexi knocks on a door

Gwen does math homework

Maddie uses her powers for the first time

Planning for a training exercise

Maddie's shapeshifting research

An awkwardly written older draft of TSP

Lexi and Noelle talk Ash's birthday

Smile - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)

Her smile wavered and she let out a small cry, placing her hand on her head. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing,” Ash murmured, blinking a couple of times. “Just a headache.” “You need ibuprofen?” “Where are you gonna find ibuprofen here?” Ash asked. I shrugged. “They have granola bars, so why not?” “That’s fair.”

Flinch - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)

I looked up at the house, which was… big. The door itself was, like, ten feet tall. I wondered who’d possibly want a door this size beside a giant when it slid open, causing me to flinch since I wasn't expecting it to retract into the wall. Also unexpected: the person at the opening was not a giant, but a girl shorter than me. She wore a light blue dress with wide sleeves and a fringed skirt and on her feet looked like moccasins—I had a pair, but I rarely wore them. “Can I help you?” she asked.

Frown(ing) - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)

“Well, you’re here before Ash. That’s what matters,” Gwen pointed out, adjusting her gray sweater around the tank top that would otherwise be dress-coded. She returned to the math worksheet in front of her. “Isn’t that due next week?” I asked, being in the same class in third period. “Getting ahead,” Gwen answered, frowning as her pencil tapped her arm in what sounded like a complex time signature. “You never know what could happen.” I opened my planner to check the color-coded schedule. I’d scheduled Sunday for doing math homework. I didn’t see the need to do it during class.

Growl - from The Secret Portal Part One (Rose POV)

“We have no idea where Lexi and Ash are!” “Why do you care?” Maddie snarled, her teeth bared, almost sharp. “You only care about yourself!” That last word came out as a growl. Her eyes I now realized were glowing amber. Her teeth were growing into sharp fangs, and I flinched as the wire connected her braces snapped. Orange and white fur sprouted in patches along her body. She shoved me to the ground. I did something I hadn’t done in years: let my fear show. For it wasn't an eleven-year-old girl that now stood above me, but a great Siberian tiger.

Feather - from The Secret Portal Part One (Akash POV)

Gills ignored me. “That leaves me, Tyler, and Rosalinda on offense. We’re gonna try and get that feather. Ideas?” “I can attempt photon teleportation.” “Not reliable. What else?” “I can ride light particles—” “Nakashima, something that won’t cause you to pass out.” Tyler sighed. “Fine. I’ll see if I can melt the casing.” “Better.”

Huntress Hunters - from The Secret Portal Part One (Maddie POV)

“How would a tiger be useful to shift into?” “Camoflauge,” I answered. “Their colors and stripes are almost an illusion to keep them hidden from their prey. But snow leopards are better hunters. And better jumpers, though Bengal tigers can jump pretty well.” “Which is more useful? A snow leopard or a tiger?” “If it was cold enough, easily a snow leopard. They’re more efficient and powerful. But I think tigers would be applicable to other situations. Snow leopards also have giant paws that work like snowshoes so they don’t leave deep indentations in the snow.”

He [George's dad] was captured in late 2010, near the beginning of the war itself. I was four-and-a-half. I barely remembered him. He was tortured with electricity, a metallic’s weakness, until he died. Maybe his son using his work in his wife’s lab to save his daughter would honor his legacy. I kept watching the time, my foot tapping impatiently. The number one problem with being a speedster was that time was always slow for you. My hand instinctively reached toward the ring around the chain that hung from my neck. Dad’s wedding ring. His body was returned to us after he was tortured. His ring was blackened, burnt, from the sudden conduction of electricity, and it certainly didn’t help his situation.

Glory Honor - from The Secret Portal Part Two (George POV) - OLD DRAFT

CW: mention of torture

Nice - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)

Noelle sat on the floor, working on her art book. “Hey!” I said, perching on the railless stairs beside her. “Hey,” she responded, setting her stuff aside. “God, I hate that class.” “Sorry. Um, you get anything for Ash?” I asked, holding up the wrapped box I hoped looked nice. Noelle lifted a plastic bag beside her stuffed with paper. “Y’all gonna embarrass Ash in English?” Noelle asked, not being in the same class as the rest of us. I scoffed, setting the box down. “Of course.” Then I smirked. “Guess you’re glad your birthday’s in the summer. Saves you from that embarrassment.”

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