#freestyle writing

[foaming-sea]

Things to write about

Feelings; unsure, unrequited, understood

Colour; Blue or yellow

Places; home

When I look at you I see yellow But all you are is blue and confused When you see me You see how I'm over the moon Head over heals in love with you You understand the depth of the ocean my love is But you don't think you want leave the shore To you I am an unwelcome house guest Where I want you to be my home

-01/12/2023

(I'm not very good at this, but I gave it a shot.... Thanks for the Ask. I really wanted to practice my writing. Sorry to disappoint though)

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[lilyanderson-374]

In the land where the sun painted fields with hues of gold and the wind carried whispers through ancient trees, there lived a spirited girl named Lyra. With eyes bright as morning dew and a heart that danced to the rhythm of adventure, Lyra's curiosity was a force of nature, pulling her towards the unknown.

From the moment she could walk, Lyra was drawn to the edges of her village, where the forest whispered secrets and the meadows sang songs of enchantment. While other children played in the safety of their homes, Lyra wandered into the depths of the wilderness, eager to unravel its mysteries.

One fateful day, as she roamed the woods, Lyra stumbled upon a hidden glade bathed in the soft glow of twilight. There, amidst the ancient trees, stood a shimmering portal, its surface alive with energy. With a mixture of trepidation and excitement, Lyra approached, her heart pounding with anticipation.

Without hesitation, she stepped through the portal, feeling a surge of energy as she crossed into a realm beyond imagination. Here, the sky was a canvas of swirling colors, and the air hummed with the melodies of unseen creatures. Crystal-clear waters sparkled in the distance, inviting her to explore their depths.

Driven by her insatiable curiosity, Lyra embarked on a journey through this magical realm, her senses ablaze with wonder at every turn. She danced with playful sprites in fields of rainbow-hued flowers, soared through the sky on the backs of majestic birds, and swam alongside creatures with scales of shimmering silver.

Along the way, Lyra formed bonds with the inhabitants of this wondrous land, each encounter enriching her journey in ways she never could have imagined. She shared stories with wise old sages, learned the art of laughter from mischievous pixies, and found solace in the company of gentle giants.

But as Lyra delved deeper into the mysteries of this realm, she became aware of a darkness lurking on the horizon, threatening to engulf the land in shadow. With a heavy heart, she realized that she alone held the key to restoring balance and light to the realm.

With courage and determination, Lyra rallied her newfound friends and set out on a quest to confront the darkness and bring about a new dawn. Together, they faced trials and tribulations, overcoming obstacles with unwavering resolve and the strength of their bond.

As they journeyed through the darkest depths of the realm, Lyra felt fear gnawing at her heart, but she knew that she could not falter. For the sake of her friends and the land they called home, she pushed forward, drawing strength from the love and support that surrounded her.

And in the end, it was Lyra's selfless sacrifice that saved the realm from eternal darkness. With a blaze of light that radiated from the depths of her being, she banished the shadows and ushered in a new era of peace and harmony.

As the sun rose on the horizon, casting its warm glow upon the land, Lyra knew that her journey was far from over. Though she would return to her own world, she carried with her the memories of her incredible adventure, and the bonds forged along the way would remain with her forever.

With a smile on her lips and a heart full of gratitude, Lyra bid farewell to her friends and stepped back through the shimmering portal, knowing that no matter where life may take her, she would always be guided by the light of her adventures and the love that had illuminated her path.

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[awkwardaro]

A FRIEND WANTED A BEDTIME STORY SO HERE YOU GO FUCKERS

there once was a knight with their trusty horned steed, a unicorn

and they knew someone, a noble

(more under cut)

the noble was always there for the knight, they'd known eachother since childhood despite choosing different paths in life

theyd done their best to keep in contact, usually writing letters to eachother daily

though when the letters stopped for a few days the noble became worried, taking their sword and going to the king

the king told them that the knight had been sent on a very important task in a slightly further away land

the noble demanded to know where the knight was sent, getting heated enough the guards had to hold them back

but the king caved in, telling them. the knight had been sent to search for a cave

to kill a dragon, to secure it's hoarde for the kingdom

the noble stole a horse and immediately set out to find the knight, knowing that even they werent strong enough to kill a dragon

for three days straight they rode, only stopping to eat and drink

eventually seeing a unicorn tied to a tree

the noble dismounted and drew their sword, running into a nearby cave

the noble saw the knight, in full plate armor, fighting the dragon, using their shield to block fire

the noble ran in, not thinking of themself, only thinking of the knight

the knight's eyes light up, seeing the noble run in

the noble runs closer to the dragon, driving a sword into the dragon, saving the knight

the dragon fell, the noble wiped hair from their face

the knight just stood there, their shield glowing from the heat

"are- are you okay?" said the noble

"are you okay?" responded the knight, impressed with the noble

the noble walked close to the knight, embracing them

"im better now, knowing youre okay," the noble said with a tear in their eye

the knight removed a gauntlet and wiped a tear from the nobles face

"im glad youre okay too" the knight said, holding the noble closer

THE END

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[inkyycloud]

I never knew until now that fall could be a time of sorrow. where you had enjoyed it at one time with that special person every year like clock work where you would hang up the Halloween decorations with them trying to figure out how to move the plastic spiders limbs and toying with the not so delicate wed while bouncing off your ideas of what you want to be for Halloween and what candy you want to receive to them or argue whether if pumpkin pie or apple was better than all the other pies or begging them to sneak you a piece of turkey and ham at Thanksgiving. Then as the air starts to cool down and the dead leaves fall from the trees does the memories of how they would complain about the leaves getting everywhere to which you would just laugh and shake your head and agree with that or about how they would make you a meal only they could make in the fall for you. But you cant help but remember all the times you thought about how you wished they would just go away and leave you alone to just let you do thing your own way. Only to remember that this fall you won't have them here with you they are now a memory in your head a piece of imagination only to see in your dreams. anything yall would say or do together is never going to happen again with that person. it was only for you and them the special thing you would do for each other and now they are gone you can't touch them, you can't hold them,you can't talk to them, you can't cry to them you cant laugh with them, yell at them Nothing but that empty feeling creeping inside your body knowing you can do Nothing to bring them back even if you tried with your whole heart its worthless. the shadows you see in the corner of your eue wishing and praying that it's them feeling like they are just gone for a little while only to realize they are never walking through those doors again. Knowing you were losing them in the fall a season where you watched them deteriorate and dissappear in front of your own eyes cant standing the thought to look at them in the eyes feeling your past memories of them would be tainted and destroyed. The once goofy, charming, happy person they once were is now a husk ofa human now they are just a shell of what they once were they used to dance with you in the kitchen as you'd make food with them. The anger they felt when a chef had got the food undercooked in chopped. The laughter they had was just Contagious they lit up the room with it. To see that and the shell of the former person they used to be in the corner of the room was heart breaking the fall season never feels complete without them it took your person away. never returning them back to you practically tearing what was left of them out of your hands. Only thing remains is the ashes of their body they fought hard to be with you to live towards another fall full of dancing, carving turkey and laughter but not all things go the way we want. Slowly as the years start passing and the wounds start healing you find the peace and Serenity you had now the way it used to be but a way that suits you. you don't forget about them you keep them close to your heart you hold them you learn to love the fall again your still healing but you've come a long way since the so yeah the fall still brings sorrow but where there is sorrow there is joy.

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This was kind of angst idk I was feeling it while writing lol this is not proof read

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[cunaeparker]

☾writing advice☽

hi friends ! 

lately, ive been practicing my writing skills bc i don't think my writing is fluid enough nor do i think its cohesive. so, in hopes of becoming better, do y'all think you can head over to my inbox and shoot me some advice/things to work on??? criticism is encouraged and i rarely ever get offended, so pls don't hold back<3

here’s my masterlist:

thanks!!!! :)

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[jmastarlightlove]

I love you from a distance.

I love you from afar.

Just be safe starlight, wherever you are.

Your travels have only begun, the sky is just so blue.

Especially when I know I can't be with you.

#freestyle writing #poetry

[takira-j]

Everyone is dead but us.

The wind blew harsh against my ear. I saw before me the monster, a man, the one i'd saved numerous times before. The one who's heart was tarnished by birth. He who was helped by the republic by my own recommendation. The rain poured heavy for this tragic day was like no other. The thing that stood before me spoke. "Thank you. For your gift." It's words burnt a hole in my heart. It spoke with the voice of my beloved. The man i once knew, who i thought i knew with every ounce of my body. Laid beside me were my brethren, beaten, bloodied, and cold. Their blood washed from my hand by the rain, detaching the remaining piece of them i had. My own sister, a stake through her throat where her body hung against a wall. My own friends buried somewhere in the mud, tortured in seconds, bodies ripped of their skin and left for the bugs. I was frozen. Not by the cold of the freezing water on my skin, but by the clarity of what i was harboring for years. I wanted to shiver. I wanted to tremble. My mind screamed for my body to move, yet my eyes were locked on this being, frozen not by fear, shock, or pain. Why were it's eyes soft for me. Why did it smile in glee for what it's done. "You are alone now. You are twisted, for you are at fault." I wanted to cry but my tears would just be washed away. It was right, this was entirely of my own doing. I kept it alive. I let it into my home. I let him into my life until it revolved around it, consumed by it's desire's and captivation. I let it continue it's sadism in peace, never questioning it, never wondering if such a being could exist. I watched it turn away from me and walk farther into the blistering rain. I couldn't even think to move in order to stop it. Without punishment, without justice, it escaped from my sight in the blinding rain. A single gunshot rung off in front of me, and a drop of a body. It was not by me, nor anyone else. Everyone is dead, but me.

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[gunpostell]

THE MUSE PLAYS HARD TO GET

WRITING TIPS TO BE AND STAY INSPIRED By Robin Postell You wan to know the truth about how super creative writers and other artists keep the Muse on tap? The Muse, you must know, only comes around when there is mastery afoot. She senses it and cannot resist diving into what’s brewing. My estimation of the Muse has grown through the years, but she has always been female. Typically I would…

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[lostcaspxr]

Freedom

What does it mean to be free?

Working at a corporate 9-5 job. 5 days a week for the rest of my life? Yeah, I tried, I was even doing something I always wanted to. My body and will were destroyed by someone who couldn't respect their employees' work.

Become a content creator? I am trying to, but there are a whole lot of other people doing the same thing. I don't ever want to show my face. I don't have a nice voice. What makes me any different?

There is so much out there. What makes me so unique?

There is no freedom. The government doesn't want to really help us. They just want to screw us over. Families are struggling to even keep their house. Since when was having a house a luxury?

I feel so discouraged... Women my age have an only fans and make millions of dollars by showing off their bodies. Everything is so sexualized now.

I sit here, willing to chain myself to this despair. My life will never change.

How can it if my mind doesn't change?

#freestyle writing #writing from the heart #releasing #speaking my mind

[theminisonproject]

It was the way the tree's roots snuck out of the ground at irregular intervals... 

by Kristin Kozlowski, pg. 28

Check out the TMP Magazine archives to read more like this from issue 1! 

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[virovac]

One of my muses started ranting about this before my bedtime

“Oppression doesn’t come from fear!   The oppression come first, followed by fear born from the guilty conscience of the oppressors, or to justify the oppression to others! Convinced that the oppressed wish to do the same to them!”

#my writing #freestyle writing

[lilyanderson-374]

Once upon a time, in a cozy town embraced by rolling hills and whispering trees, little Lily's life unfolded. Born with a brain disorder that tangled her words like a knotted string, she navigated each day with silent struggles. Her parents, Mark and Emily, watched with heavy hearts as their daughter grappled with the invisible barriers that separated her from the world.

But hope flickered into their lives one day in the form of a gentle therapist named Dr. Sarah. With a comforting smile and understanding eyes, Dr. Sarah joined Lily's journey, guiding her through the labyrinth of her mind. Mark and Emily felt a surge of relief as they witnessed the connection blossoming between their daughter and the compassionate therapist.

In their cozy sessions, Dr. Sarah introduced Lily to various forms of expression – from painting to playing melodies on the piano. Lily's parents marveled as their daughter's eyes sparkled with newfound understanding, and her hesitant words began to flow more freely.

As weeks turned into months, Lily's transformation became evident not only to her parents but to those around her. In the therapy room, Lily's laughter bubbled like a brook, filling the space with warmth and joy. Mark and Emily exchanged tearful glances, grateful for the miracle unfolding before their eyes.

Outside the therapy room, Lily's interactions with others took on new dimensions. At the local park, she reached out to children her age, her once hesitant gestures now filled with confidence and curiosity. Her parents watched with pride as Lily formed friendships, her laughter blending harmoniously with the laughter of her newfound companions.

One sunny afternoon, Dr. Sarah shared a heartwarming moment with Lily's parents, Mark and Emily. Over cups of steaming tea, they reflected on Lily's journey – the challenges they had faced together and the victories they had celebrated. Dr. Sarah's words of encouragement echoed in their hearts, reinforcing their belief in Lily's limitless potential.

And so, in the tapestry of Lily's life, woven with threads of love, compassion, and resilience, her story continues to unfold. With each passing day, she embraces new adventures, guided by the unwavering support of her devoted parents and the gentle guidance of her beloved therapist. And in the embrace of her community, she discovers the true meaning of acceptance, belonging, and the beauty of human connection.

#story #writing #writers on tumblr #freestyle writing

[djkid-420-blog]

Passages 1:2

Working : Freestyle Writing

Enept perception conforming literally, with no devine qualities "INITIALLY" believing in something bigger than yourself seems unpopular, but my point of view is undeniable, unstoppable.

At seventeen it was ob·vi·ous that somthing from within was consciously awakening ever slowly, knew I was created differently.

Exceptional, perpetually motivated, writing these lines in this "Cryptic" ryme comes easily a natural born prodigy wish I knew then what I know now, living in hypocrisy never quite felt right to me "indifferent".

I don't know how I got to this place. but, what I can tell ya it'll never be the same

illuminated and not faded carasmatic but not jaded so I quietly learned to adapt to this when you change your attitude you'll change your altitude "clouds"

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[the-soulwhispers]

The fact that music exists, makes life bearably worth living.

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[alllgator-blood]

Emotional support Leshy comfort doodle after some very shitty days:,> we all need some bush boy encouragement in our life.

Don’t forget to hydrate, have a snack and treat yourself!:D

HKDFSDFSAJHF YOU RETURNED SO SOON!

You picked literally the best time to send me encouraging leshy art because IIIIIIIIII am having a complete rollercoaster of emotions in my personal life. I have like a really cool vacation coming up but it's in the middle of my personal life falling apart so I'm very conflicted. BUT IF LESHY THINKS I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH THIS, I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO TRY

I drew shamura giving you their blessing because you said you weren't doing so great, I was actually gonna schedule my ask doodles for tomorrow before I go on my trip but I felt like this one should be answered tonight-

I tried to include the theme of arson in the picture because it made me laugh seeing a cute lil leshy enjoying committing crimes. I hope even if things have been shitty lately, you feel a little better knowing this random internet artist wants things to start looking up for you. I certainly felt better seeing your art pop up in my inbox again so I might as well pass it on!

#cult of the lamb #cotl #shamura #I need to write more freestyles for shamura tbh #I'm just atrocious at poetry

[ghost-inacup]

Would you love me if I was a worm?

You say yes without a thought

I bite my tongue and stop from asking if you would love me as myself

Would you love me tarnished and blemished

With flaws and sins abound

With difficulties and insecurities

And days with madness wrought

Will you love me as myself

Difficult to handle and oh so human in my existence

Or would you like me to be a worm, uncomplicated

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