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teriwrites · 3 months

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about me: a writeblr re-re-re-introduction

Hello! My old pinned post is officially over a year old and makes me cringe whenever I'm on my blog, so it's time to freshen things up again!

I'm Teri, I'm smack dab in the middle of my 20s and figuring out life. My writing is pretty exclusively original stuff, a lot of novels and a lot of fantasy, but I play around with various genres in short stories. Sort of a jack-of-all-trades in regards to hobbies - aside from writing, there's anything from baking to drawing with my ancient art tablet to cross-stitch to playing music to rambling around the patch of woods near my house to watching long-form D&D let's plays.

my goals

I recognize that every time I post something like this, it's with the intention of finally becoming as active on writeblr as I was during the pandemic. I also recognize I've never quite managed that.

So here are some more general goals to get me through 2024:

Finish my 2nd draft of Beyond Alder Creek

Write as cringey and brutally honest as I never allowed myself to as a teenager.

Speaking of, a large reading/writing goal of mine is to go back through every NaNo draft I've ever written (I've participated since 2011). So aside from just reading that and likely turning it into a whole spectacle on here for people's amusement, generally just survive reading through the writing from 8th grade. Stay tuned for more on that in the coming weeks lol

Finally, I have a general goal every year of reaching 100K words, between writing and editing and the like, but I'd happily be a little looser with that goal if it meant getting through others.

And now, without further ado:

my writing

Before I get specifically into WIPs, a general overview of the kind of writing you can expect from me:

As I said, I'm a fantasy nerd. I love worldbuilding, both on a large scale (nations and cultures and political relationships) and a small scale (a magic shop in an otherwise contemporary setting).

There's not a lot of romance in my writing, but there Are a lot of transformational relationships and codependency. Friendships, siblings, guardians, general ride-or-dies.

Thought experiments. I've been trying to catch and indulge more in my 'wait, what if?' ideas. Sometimes, that's fun little snippets of silly ideas, sometimes it's a majorly emotionally heavy scene for a story I'll never write. Sometimes, it's coming up with ideas to 'combine genres'. It's all about expanding the range.

wips*

Beyond Alder Creek /// draft 2 /// tag: bac

Winnie Pewitt has never believed in the fae. That is, until her little brother disappears, and she stumbles upon a faerie ring on the edge of town. Inside, a man seemingly carved from gold suggests that he knows who took the boy. With everyone else around their hometown accepting her brother's fate as certainty, Winnie takes it upon herself to craft the perfect deal and enter the realm of the fae with her new companion in tow.

The Lies in the Legend /// draft 1 /// tag: litl

The fictional autobiography of an elven noblewoman who rose rapidly in station and influence from an unremarkable youth to a diplomatic powerhouse. Spanning centuries during the prime of her life, Lady Ghislaine Agassi charts the course of her career and reputation, and highlights the dangers of making myths out of our idols.

*Though these are my primary WIPs, I have a page that covers various other WIPs and projects that I've brought up over the past few years.

I think that about covers everything! As always, I can't make any promises about how the year will wind up and where it takes us. But I will say, I've actually been writing recently, and yk I'm just gonna ride that high.

And for fun, here's some random facts about me:

fun facts

I have degrees in psychology and music!

I've lived across three continents, but currently live in upstate New York for whatever reason lol

The animals I've ridden on the back of include: horse, pony, elephant, and ostrich. The horse was my least favorite. By far.

I got diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes a couple months after Covid landed stateside (in May 2020) and am Always ready to talk someone's ear off about it.

The first story I ever wrote was on PowerPoint and was about war breaking out between humans and aliens that had taken refuge on Earth after their planet was destroyed. I was 8. There was a Lot of Clipart involved.

I've never been published, but I once secretly planned out, wrote, edited, and self-printed a couple copies of a novel about my best friends and our college apartment. They received it for Christmas last year and loved it (or at least were kind enough to tell me they did)!

#writeblr introduction #writeblr #writeblr intro #writers on tumblr #writing #hello once again friends #here is my annual promise to be different this year and actually talk about writing #we'll see how long it lasts this go round!#teritalks

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raineandsky · 10 months

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A Date in Exchange

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

It’s been several days of not seeing the villain—they’re not even in the streets anymore. It’s getting close to the point in the week where they show up on the hero’s doorstep with that stupid flurry of flowers and that even stupider scowl that keeps getting darker with each week, but their silence is making the hero think they might skip out on their little date night for the first time.

They know their parents would worry if they suddenly went radio silent on their supposed partner. That’s what this feeling is. They’re not concerned for the villain. They just have a lot riding on them showing up. That’s all.

Their concern for the villain’s absence manifests into a short text message, one of many sent over the past few days.

I was hoping we could talk about things. It’s our usual night - I’ll get some wine and we can keep it casual?

The sound of their phone pinging 15 minutes later almost stops their heart, and they practically vault over their table to snatch their phone up.

I wanted to talk anyway. I’ll be there at my usual time

It’s the most grammatically correct message the villain’s ever sent, and it makes the hero’s insides twist nervously. They've never used capitalisation in their life. Or punctuation. They want to talk.

That’s not what matters though, the hero tells themself. They’re coming. I can fix things.

Things could be shit with the villain for all they care. This is only because of their parents. Nothing else.

The hero doesn’t set up some random activity like they usually do. They don’t want their nemesis to think that they’re trying to pretend everything is fine. They set an empty vase on the table, throw a lasagne in the oven just in case, and simply opt to wait.

The sound of their own doorbell ringing is as relieving as it is nauseating. The villain is on their doorstep, of course, and they don’t even try to offer the hero a smile. They somehow get more bothered when the door opens, if anything.

“Hey,” the hero opens softly. They step back to let the villain in, but they stay rooted to their spot outside.

“I’m not staying long,” the villain tells them flatly, and the hero can feel that twist again. “I’m just here to say something.”

“Surely you can say it out of the cold.”

The villain heaves a deep breath, their sigh puffing in a cloud in front of their face. “I’m calling it off.”

The hero can’t define what feeling is gnawing at them at the news. Betrayal? Annoyance? Heartbreak? “Is… is this because of my parents?”

The villain shrugs half-heartedly. “I think what your mother said put some stuff into perspective about what we’re doing. I can’t marry you because she said so, jesus.”

“You can ignore her,” the hero says instantly. “She doesn’t understand.”

“Exactly. How long are you expecting me to lie about this, [Hero]?” The villain’s expression turns pissed. “Do we have a beautiful wedding, have kids, die together? Where’s the line?”

They’ve clearly been thinking about this a lot. No wonder they disappeared for so long. “She can’t make us get married, [Villain]. That doesn’t have to happen.”

“Good, because there’s no way in hell I would marry you like this.”

Something in that hurts, and the hero can’t quite tell why. “Can you just come in? I put a lasagne on and I don’t want to waste it.”

They’re not sure why they’re so set on saving this, but the villain looks past them and into the comfortable warmth, and the slightly defeated nod they give the hero makes their heart sing with hope.

The villain makes an attempt to settle into the sofa as the hero goes about taking the lasagne out of the oven. It’s a little burnt—they timed it a bit too well with the villain’s arrival. The edges are crisp but it’s still edible, and they carefully dollop it onto a pair of plates.

“I get that you don’t want to marry me, and I’m not asking you to.” The hero slides a plate in front of the villain, who doesn’t seem to have much of an appetite. “Don’t let my mother put you off.”

“Why are you so set on me doing this?” The question would be cold if it wasn’t for the slight knit in the villain’s eyebrows. “Why couldn’t you have asked anyone else?”

They wish they knew—they’re sure their parents would like any other so-called partner they could bring home. It would feel wrong doing it with anyone else, though. It’s easier to shrug it off when it’s with someone you hate, right?

They let their gaze rest on the villain, though, their eyes searching the hero’s for a semblance of an answer, their lips pulled into a slightly concerned frown, and for god’s sake they’re still stunning. It’s unfair. Things are starting to make sense alarmingly fast, sitting there staring at their fake lover, and they decide that they need to stop thinking right now.

“I don’t know.” They get to their feet so they can find an excuse to look elsewhere, beelining for the alcohol cupboard. “Look, it’s my father’s birthday this weekend, and I don’t want to ruin it with bad news. Can you hold off until then?”

“Please don’t make me actually pretend to be in a relationship with you in front of other people again.”

The hero grimaces, and the villain goes through the five stages of grief based on their expression alone. “He invited you.”

“I hate you and your parents,” the villain tells them with a scowl.

“So you’ll come?” the hero asks hopefully. A wine bottle pops open in their hand, and the villain doesn’t complain.

They scowl again, and it’s infuriating that they look so good doing it. “Last time ever. After that we stop lying and it’s over.”

The idea of this being a cold memory in less than a week hurts more than it should. The hero misses five minutes ago when they couldn’t figure out why. “Promise.”

(Final part!)

#writing #creative writing #writing community #writers on tumblr #writblr #heroes and villains #hero x villain #a date in exchange #hello friends it is time to Overshare on the Internet #guess who had an mri the other day!!!!!#BEFORE WE FREAK OUT IM FINE #it is a monitoring situation i am yet to keel over #god has me in a chokehold and he still cant take me out #also note to the radiologists: plz. choose a better radio station half my pain in the machine was the terrible music

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astationwagononmars · 10 months

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Breaking News:

A litol man is fucking dead.

#lego dreamzzz #lego dreamzzz logan #Logan Chan #Hello artblock my old friend #My brain out here demanding more Dreamzzz content and giving me art/writers block at the same time #like bruh if we want the content we gotta make the content

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compacflt · 6 months

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hey! i was just going through your blog, and i saw a post about ice&carole and mav&goose. i looked a bit more but i couldn't find a post about your take on mav and goose's relationship, so i wanted to ask what it was. if you have answered this, i'm sorry about asking you again. imo i think what they had was wayy deeper than friendship but complex and probably not romantic, but again, i just wanted to know your thoughts on it.

thank you! and this blog has probably been one of the best finds i have ever come across on tumblr, i'll be sad to see you go.

yeah, i was really trying to be suave and subtle and mysterious about it with this parallel

like, you should be able to figure it out for yourself.

but luckily for you i looooove beating dead horses. to a problematic degree.

the full story of my vision of mavgoose (moose?) is in the completed draft of the extras that are coming out on Saturday. about halfway through. But i want to bring it back to the internal craft-of-writing debate i brought up yesterday—my inability to summarize, or to cut superfluous sections that don’t really matter.

I’ll stick it under the cut for spoiler reasons, but i wanna show the simple first draft of this scene versus the complicated, heavier final draft. And I want to ask any of you, if you’re interested—as a reader, which is more impactful? which should i end up publishing?

the simple first draft:

then i kept turning it in my head thinking of different ways to edit it to say something slightly different, to get a little more specific, coming up with things to add, and ended up adding like five extra paragraphs. which is this:

about 1/4 of the final draft (by which i mean, this is about 1/4 of the whole final discussion scene, but the goosemav-specific content only goes on for about another graf [omitted bc spoilers]):

(so to answer your ask explicitly, i actually don’t think they were anything deeper than good friends. imo there’s no evidence that they were anything deeper than good friends, especially with maverick blowing goose/goose’s wishes off soooo many times [‘she’s lost that lovin feelin;’ volleyball; refusing to do the responsible thing at least twice even after goose tells him it puts his & his family’s livelihoods at risk…bro all he does is blow off goose]. see me bitching in the tags for more on this)

obviously in my head the complicated in-depth version ⬆️ is the True version, the version of events that really Happened. i think the writing is in some spots much more compelling. But it just doesn’t make for a particularly good reading experience when it’s surrounded by like 3/4 pages of other discussion of history! sometimes too much of (what i think is) a good thing turns that good thing bad! & this is a major keystone dynamic of my whole series so i just want to get it right, for my own peace of mind. I guess im asking you to be the harsh editor i wish i had sometimes, if ur interested in doing so—this is genuinely a major major problem i have with my writing, i can’t ever just leave well enough alone 😭 please let me know if simpler is better/less is more in this case! do i publish the short vague “the reader fills in the blanks” version or the long boring “here’s EXACTLY how i see it” version?

#crowd sourcing beta readers. let me know.#also.#how many times do i have to say maverick is neither a good person nor a good friend #and the writers of TGM hugely whitewashed and dulled down the original sharpness and thoughtlessness of his character #for the sake of post-50s tom cruise mary-sueifying him #before it sticks?#if it helps you can write out a list of his actions in the original movie.#for instance: > blows off goose to be late to dinner with Charlie anyway #> follows her into the women’s restroom > continues a pattern of dangerous behavior even after #Goose his supposed best friend tells him multiple times it is threatening their jobs #the truck master scene… the locker room scene… the ‘can’t afford to blow this scene’#and then he does it a FOURTH TIME AND KILLS GOOSE HELLO!!!!!#so much for being a good friend like c’mon!!!#if he REALLY respected goose he would have SHOWN HIS RESPECT FOR GOOSE!!!#i am leaving this blog so out come the hot takes!#movies are also woobifying tom cruise lately! how’s that for a hot take #i genuinely felt insulted by TGM’s sexless passionless soft bokeh-light KIND OF half-sex with Penny. that was insulting.#what happened to the savage bitter kid in 1986 top gun? why is he so soft and toothless?#the only time we see him is in the ‘it’s not the plane it’s the pilot’ ‘EXACTLY’ exchange. THATS maverick.#sorry you know me. TGM is not my favorite. i am extremely cynical about it.#i love the IP but the writing choices in the 2nd movie wrt mav especially make me…. 😵‍💫😵‍💫#pete maverick mitchell #nick goose bradshaw #mavgoose #you can ignore me bitching but pls don’t ignore my begging for secondary opinions here

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theanoninyourinbox · 1 month

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RETURN OF THE NEW LONGSTAR AU - THREE TO TANGO

Longstar Au – Three Stars Rising, One Star Falling

Inbetween Books

Spiderleg is bullied into the Healer’s den by Darkmoon, and is revealed to be In The Family Way. He refuses to name the Sire to the clan at large - citing Queen’s Rights - and entrusts the name to Sootfur, who joined the Elders as a Historian after his severe injuries fighting the badgers. Toadkit and Rosekit are adorable, but Spiderleg often leaves them in the Nursery with the Queens. Sootfur visits often enough that the kits see him as their father.

Charkit of Sorreltail’s litter is discovered to have only three feet – Brackenfur suggests naming her Cinder but Sorreltail refuses, wanting her kitten to have her own future, not weighed down by her aunt’s sacrifice. Her striking resemblance to the Healer, and her similar leg scenario, still weighs upon the kit, who works with Darkmoon and a supportive Cloudtail to exercise and navigate life.

On a border patrol, Whitewing finds an injured tom named Birch, and carries him back to camp. He recovers from his (somewhat embarrassing) fall from a tree, and joins Thunderclan. He brings tales of his birth family – The Sisters – and Longstar is curious but cautious about the group.

Frostfoot semi-retires to become a historian and tactician, and Whitestorm informs Longstar of his intention to retire as well. Longstar despairs at choosing a new Deputy, and falls into a restless sleep after Flamewish drags him into their nest. He dreams of the old Thunderclan camp, watches it shift into the new camp, watches it float and crumble in a dark sky. Suddenly, a bright star flares, and the constellations of Silverpelt spring to life. The star warps into a great cat, one half of their face spilling nebulas and colors, that cradles the clan back into a whole. He wakes, knowing exactly who to name. The next day, Longstar calls a meeting, and announces Whitestorm’s retirement. Longstar calms the clan, calling forth a cat who has cared for Thunderclan and for the connections that Thunderclan has created within their allied clans. He calls forth Brightheart to become Deputy. Brightheart is shocked but delighted, Cloudtail and Daisy dance around their mate, and their kits crow gleefully.

Soon after, Crowfeather comes over to visit Swiftpool. He shares the news that his foster sister Nightcloud and her mate Gorseflicker are now parents to three kits – Breezekit, a little black tom; Locustkit, a black and orange tortie molly; and Eveningkit, a grey and golden molly. Swiftpool notes that Hopfoot will have plenty of time to spoil his grandkits now that he’s retired. Crowfeather jokes that Gorseflicker cried over his kits so hard he was kicked out of the Nursery by Nightcloud, and Swiftpool laughs so hard she goes into labor.

By nightfall, three more kits have been born. Crowfeather names Jaykit after the brilliant blue of his eyes, Swiftpool names Hollykit after her spiky fur, and Lionkit is named for his loud cries. As the kits grow, Lionkit is noted to have the shorter legs like his Granduncle Fireheart. Jaykit is blind, but already uses his senses to navigate fairly well. And Hollykit is anxious and easily moved to emotion by others. They are supported wholeheartedly by their family and clan.

In Windclan, Breezekit plays with Whitetail’s kits Heatherkit and Galekit. Locustkit and Eveningkit escape camp one night and discover a series of tunnels. Mudstar is delighted to refound the Tunneler Role, with Locustkit loudly declaring that she wants to be one.

Leopardstar watches her clan grow, watches Hawkfrost befriend the local otters, watches Mistyfoot teach the next generation how to fish in these new waters. She is determined to do better – to be better – and a starry-coated cat silently agrees. Stonefur remains her unseen shadow for the rest of her days.

Blackstar and Russetfur, Leader and Deputy, chosen siblings, peer into the Nursery. Tawnypelt and Rowanclaw are curled around three new Shadowclanners. A golden tom – Goldenkit – a fiery orange tom – Emberkit – and a creamy molly – Dawnkit. All the promise of a new morning, not weighed down by the cloying shadows of their grandfather.

Outside of the clans, Sol seethes. He still has some of the power the Rotten Storm bestowed upon him, but knows instinctively that the day he uses the last of it, is the day he loses his voice forever. In his wanderings, he comes across a mysterious old badger, who warns him that unless he changes his ways, unless he gives up on vengeance against the clans, that he will suffer in ways he could never imagine. Sol glares at the beast, but his eyes catch on a berry juice mural of the moon overtaking the sun, and leaves with a new plan in mind. Midnight scoffs at the foolish tom, knowing that no matter what he does, his waning power will strip him of everything he holds dear…

Sandstorm and her kittypet friend Millie make it to the Hope’s Rest Clowder, and Sandstorm does not take the news of the clans moving very well. Thankfully, Darkstripe gives them basic directions to the mountains, and the pair of friends head off. The Clowder’s friendly twoleg healer watches the exchange in interest. She’s convinced that these cats are intelligent, and vows to protect them as best she can.

Apprentice Adventures

On the day of their apprenticeships, Hollypaw chooses to become a Warrior, and is apprenticed to Ashfur He promises to help her grow into her own pelt, and Hollypaw nervously but proudly accepts. Jaypaw wants to be a Hunter/Tracker, and is assigned to Brightheart and Snowthorn. He’s giddy with relief, having doubts that he would be allowed to be anything but a Support Role. Lionpaw has already been nearly living in the Healer’s Den, so it’s no surprise that she wants to join their ranks. His uncle and granduncle welcome him cheerily.

At the next Gathering, Jaypaw’s keen ears hear Mousepaw flirting with Riverclan apprentice Minnowpaw, and muses to Hollypaw that there may be a new cross-clan couple. The Leaders are interrupted by a commotion – Coldlight screeches SANDSTORM?!?!?!? Longstar leaps down and the whole of Thunderclan greets the long-missing molly. She introduces Millie as a potential clanmate, and Graystripe immediately starts flushing and stammering. Millie is charmed by the fluffy fool, and asks him to escort her to camp. Coldlight pulls Sandstorm to the side as soon as they get in eyesight of camp, and has a private conversation with his long-time crush. She asks for time to process his love confession, but assures him that no matter what, he will always be her friend.

The next morning, Sandstorm gathers up Longstar, Flamewish, and their many kits, and tells them of a dream she had. A starry cat who identified himself as Micah had given her a Prophecy – Three of thine leaders kin shalt be gifted by the Stars, and They shall spark a great Light that shall Burn Back the Clawing Dark. He had vanished before Sandstorm could pin him down and get an explanation, and freaked out Millie quite a bit.

The group tries to figure out who it is, ruling out Cloudtail early to his annoyance and everyone else’s amusement. Swiftpool points out her recent litter, and Fireheart notes that Lionpaw always seems to know where another cat is hurting. The apprentices are gathered, and after some questioning, Jaypaw admits to sometimes being in his sibling’s dreams. Hollypaw realizes that the last time she got into a fight (against a rather pissed off chicken that escaped the Horseplace) she hadn’t gotten heavily injured when it definitely pecked her hard enough to draw blood. But when she stepped on a thorn she was bleeding? Lionpaw easily talks about feeling other’s pain, but had thought he was just very empathetic? Flamewish calls for Yellowfang, who pops in and confirms that Something Is Up. The siblings are Star-Blessed, but not to let it get to their heads. The old molly scoffs, and says that Micah is an old Skyclan spirit, and had a noted soft spot for kits, so meant no harm.

The siblings are shaken, but do their best to keep on going. Lionpaw finds his connection to Starclan when Jaypaw and Breezepaw fall into a hole during the Peacetime Competition and he has a Vision of their distress. Jaypaw works hard with Brightheart and Snowthorn, testing his dreamwalking limits on his siblings – with permission of course. Hollypaw finds herself more confident, knowing that the stars have a place just for her, and Ashfur praises her for starting to stretch herself. She still finds herself easily shaken, but discovers a love of plants, leading to some Herbalist training.

However, the shadows of Miretrees are reaching out…

After a particularly bad day, Hollypaw wakes in a strange place. It’s a piece of the border by the Lake, but the sun is low, and there’s the faint smell of blood and fur in the air. A large brown tabby appears, his chest covered in leaves and flowers. He asks her of her woes, and Hollypaw mutters about feeling unappreciated sometimes. He proclaims that he will teach her to be a Great Warrior, but Hollypaw laughs – Ashfur is a great mentor, how could you, a random primping prettyboy, do any better than him? She laughs herself awake, and Brambleclaw throws a massive tantrum in the Dark Forest.

While out hunting, Charpaw falls out of a tree, injuring her footless hind leg. Jaypaw helps her back to camp, and verbally tears the ears off of Sootfur for suggesting she retire to be an Elder or Support role, stop projecting!! Just because you couldn’t handle your business doesn’t mean that Charpaw can’t handle hers!!! Brightheart has to hold him back but does NOT make him apologize. Lionpaw states that even if Charpaw was, I don’t know, Cinderpelt’s reincarnation, it wouldn’t matter! Darkmoon is touched by the brothers being so protective, but has to reassure Charpaw that no, Lionpaw was using a hypothetical.

Soon after, Millie gives birth to three more kits – Blossom, Briar, and Bumble. Graystripe is startled but delighted – he had no idea she was pregnant – but takes to fatherhood again with joy and zeal.

At the next Gathering, Riverclan calls for aid – a bunch of twolegs have half-invaded their territory. Jaypaw and Hollypaw sneak off to take a look, but are caught by Uncle Hawkfrost and his otter friends. Hawkfrost scolds them officially, but lets them take a look at the tottering twoleg kits, and introduces Weed and Log, his otter pals. The pair of apprentices get in trouble for sneaking out, but think that meeting the strange river dwellers was worth it. Back at camp, Lionpaw dreams of an orange-and white cat failing to outrun the rising waters in a tunnel, and a hairless cat throws him out of sleep. Somewhere else in camp, Sandstorm and Coldlight become mates.

Some time later, Locustpaw goes missing. Jaypaw and Lionpaw join in the search, and along with Breezepaw, find her stuck in the tunnels. As the rain makes the waters rise, Lionpaw remembers his dreams, and leads the groups to safety. Locustpaw’s tail must be partially amputated, but she lives to dig another day.

Stormfur and Brook show up at Thunderclan camp, asking for aid. Longstar agrees, and Foxflight gets the whole Journey gang back together, and drags her niece and nephews along. Crowfeather brings Breezepaw and Galepaw to help – an accomplished hunter and a promising healer. The group reunites with Feathertail, and she is delighted to meet some of her friend’s new families and hear about the rest. She is gleeful at the thought of her half-siblings, but sad she won’t meet them in person. Jaypaw wonders if he could pull them into one dream, but decides to just poke at Graystripe to bring his family for a visit sometime. Lionpaw and Galepaw pester Feathertail for what helps with her back, and she happily gives them all the details.

After running off the intruders, the three siblings and Crowfeather have a bonding moment. It is somewhat interrupted by Yellowfang and Tallstar’s spirits showing up, but they only confirm that yes, the siblings ARE Star-blessed, and to watch out for the Miretrees residents showing up, as Snowfur caught her ex-mate lurking around the borders of Starclan.

After a tearful goodbye, the group settle back into their clans. Hollypaw once more dreams of the strange lake scene, but this time there are two brown tabbies. The larger one begins to speak, but Hollypaw has heard enough stories about the death of Tiger”star” to recognize the injury – even half hidden by reeds and leaves – and screams for her Gran-Gran Yellowfang. She flings awake, tumbling into Charpaw and Jaypaw, and Lionpaw bustles in to see what’s wrong. She sputters out what happened, and Lionpaw runs for Darkmoon and Fireheart. A confused Charpaw comforts her friend, as Jaypaw stomps around angrily. Fireheart clears them out of the den, and makes them all sleep in the Hearer’s Den, for added protection. Even with Fireheart assuring that the dark goes for everyone, Hollypaw wonders…did they come after me because I’m the weakest one?

And a seed of doubt is planted.

The Plot Thickens and The Sun Vanishes

Some time later, SOMEONE is trying to get Windclan and Thunderclan fighting. It doesn’t work, but Mudstar asks that they spend a week out of contact, to see if both sides scent the same intruder. Crowfeather bids his family a teary farewell, and Swiftpool clings sadly to her sister and Shrewleg for a while. One night, Berrynose spots what he SWEARS is a Literal Lion, no, really, I am Not JOKING!!! At the end of the week, Fireheart, Darkmoon, and Lionpaw go to gather herbs, and see a strange cat with a mane. The tom loudly declares that he will be blocking out the sun tomorrow, and bolts before Darkmoon and Fireheart can catch him. Fireheart moans about aching joints, and Darkmoon carries him back to camp, with Lionpaw telling Berrynose No That Was Not A Lion Just A Weirdo.

And then some of Windclan’s young bucks start a fight with a Thunderclan patrol. Both clans send out everyone to calm the fight, and a Shadowclan patrol shows up, and Riverclan comes to yell at people.

And the ginger and black tom watches.

And the sun goes out.

Chaos ensues, everyone scrambling to figure out what’s happening. The stranger cuts in front of Blackstar, who was leading the patrol, and Speaks. The Shadowclan leader calls for his clan to follow him home, and they depart. And a few nights later, Tawnypelt comes to camp with terrible news. Blackstar, under the influence of the stranger Sol, has turned his back on Starclan. There is something missing in his eyes, a blankness that reminds her of a dying cat. He tried to put her apprentice-age kits into their adult roles, and thus she seeks shelter with them. An appalled Longstar agrees, and Goldenpaw, Emberpaw, and Dawnpaw are welcomed into the apprentice den. Jaypaw declares that it’s too crowded, which gives Longstar an idea.

The next morning, he promotes Hollypaw, Jaypaw, and Charpaw to their adult names. Hollypaw becomes Hollywish, for her bright ideas for the future, and in honor of her beloved grandmother. Flamewish is delighted at the surprise, and a jubilant Hollywish practically bounces in place. Jaypaw is named Jaywhisker, for his sharp senses and even sharper barbs to the deserving. Brightheart cries a little as her first apprentice is promoted, and Jaywhisker is a little overwhelmed with all the cheering. And Charpaw is named Charheart, for her loving spirit and determination to never give up. Charheart is embraced by her family, and beams delightedly. Shortly after, Flyshadow comes running from the Healer’s den ASHFUR I’M PREGNANT!!! Whitewing also announces that she’s pregnant the next day! The clan is full of life and joy!

The Skies Grow Cloudy

But it doesn’t last. Millie and Briarkit become ill, and it soon begins to spread. Lionpaw and Emberpaw think it’s related to Sol – Riverclan has noticed dying fish, and Windclan has seen birds falling from the sky. So the Thunderclan siblings and the Shadowclan siblings formulate a plan.

Emberpaw and Jaypaw decide to fake a sign, having a tree fall in front of Sol and Blackstar. Lionpaw thinks that faking a sign might be sacrilege, but hopes that the Stars are forgiving of a lie to free a clan. Hollywish and Dawnpaw leverage the tree down, and Goldenpaw makes ghostly noises…that are soon joined by Runningnose and Raggedstar. The blankness goes out of Blackstar’s eyes, and he turns on Sol with all the fury of the blazing sun. Sol flees, cursing the clans again, and Shadowclan is restored. The newfound friends bid farewell, promising to stay in touch.

In Thunderclan camp, Longstar loses a life to the illness, prompting Jaywhisker to dreamwalk Kestrelpaw the Windclan Healer’s apprentice. Lionpaw goes to gather the precious catmint, and nearly walks in on Breezepaw, Heatherpaw, and Antpaw having relationship drama. He sneaks by, and returns triumphant. At the next Half Moon ceremony, he is promoted to Lionblossom, for his ability to make hope blossom wherever he goes.

And then a fire breaks out.

The trio are trapped on one side of the fire, and as Swiftpool and Foxflight maneuver a branch to help them, the ginger and black shape of Sol tries to stop them. The mollies beat the stuffing out of him easily, and he flees. Lionblossom notes that Sol’s tail might be burnt, judging by the pain that Lionblossom feels. Everyone reunites, with Ashfur having a nasty burn on his flanks, but all alive.

While out playing, Briarkit is attacked by a snake. Honeyfern bravely leaps in the way and is bitten on the face. Lionblossom, in just as much agony as she is, makes the swift but painful decision to remove the bitten eye. Fireheart and Darkmoon arrive on the scene to a passed out Honeyfern and Lionblossom, and a screaming Briarkit. After some emergency treatment, Honeyfern is stabilized, and Lionblossom wakes up mortified. Berrynose and Poppyfrost are frantic, and when Honeyfern wakes, they take turns at her side. Darkmoon notes that Honeyfern will most likely never hear out of her right ear, and will certainly never bear kits. She and Berrynose begin to mourn, but Poppyfrost offers to be their surrogate.

A few days later, the newly named Breezepelt and Heathertail come to camp – they saw Sol leaving Windclan prey of Thunderclan land, and would you like to go Get Him? A patrol is sent, and Foxflight is kept from finishing the beating she started earlier by the return of PURDY!?! She escorts the old tom to camp, and begs her father to let Gramps Purdy stay, plllleeeeaaassseee??? Longstar snorts at the obvious manipulation, but allows it. Sol is locked in the Healer’s Den, and seems to be cooperative.

At the next Gathering, Longstar defends his choice to not kill the cat, he must be judged by Starclan. The other leaders agree, Blackstar very brusque and standoffishly, but all seems to be going well.

Then Hollywish has to go into the Healer’s Den.

And Sol says his Last Word.

R U N

The light goes out of Hollywish’s eyes, and she bolts for the tunnels. Jaywhisker hears his sister’s harsh breathing, and tears after her, Charheart and Lionblossom in hot pursuit.

Hollywish enters the tunnels and

The

Rocks

Fall

(Atop the stones, Brambleclaw gives a baleful grin)

Lionblossom screams in pain, Jaywhisker paws at the rocks, and Charheart yowls for aid.

In the Healer’s Den, Sol coughs out pieces of his tongue, ashy and rotten.

And he laughs and laughs and laughs.

And in the Nursery, Whitewing and Flyshadow huddle around the kits, who sleep peacefully.

TO BE CONTINUED

#my art #warrior cats #warriors #warrior cats au #hello from the void #longstar au #new longstar au #finally done #p03 rewrite #death of my writer's block #thanks all y'all who motivated me #and let me steal some ideas #Hope's Rest Clowder #they have a human friend #who will love and protect them #not plot relevant yet but still important #being evil with the ending

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blmpff · 8 months

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To be honest... I know well. I know whom I love and who I am... But... But I am so afraid.

Sonnet 18 (2019)

#hello if you have 27min to spare then I'd like to recommend this beautiful korean short about a writer learning to be honest with himself #with the help of his actor friend #sonnet 18 #sonnet 18 2019 #korean bl #kbl #korean short #gagaoolala #yes it does have a happy ending #it's my 7 or 8th time watching it over the past 2 years #favorite scenes #blmpff

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crengarrion · 3 months

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few things are as touching as the appreciation hardworking, heartfelt, passionate, dedicated young people express when you support them. sometimes this appreciation is shown by those young people sending you unedited footage of their professional wrestling ambulance matches and it fucking rules.

#[ whispers ]#mango brought to my attention a ugandan pro wrestling promotion fundraising for their first wrestling ring and i decided to reach out #to them because i made a post raising awareness on my wrestling sideblog. they asked me to record a video saying hello to a young lady #wrestler of theirs i said i'm a fan of. so she can record a video saying hello back to me! and then sent me exclusive footage of a match!#i cannot stress this enough: reach out to dreamers. reach out to the people making their dreams reality. to artists and musicians and #writers and people blogging about their cultures' food and their daily lived experiences and dedicating their lives to community outreach #and harm reduction and activism and rescuing animals and raising awareness. tell the people making what you love that you love it and #admire their hard work. thank the person bagging your groceries and driving your bus with a big smile. tell the makeup artist standing with #palestine openly what that means to you. one of my favourite authors is on tumblr and i'm reaching out to her after i read her new book that #just published. one of my friends became a well known poet in pakistan because a group of us all sent CDs of our spoken word poetry to each #other and made all of our friends listen. i'm friends with youtubers because i've been vocally supporting their videos since pre-YT or early #into their channels and have met up with some of them to hang out and talk shop. don't just cheer people on silently! let them know!#long post #sorry. overcome by my simple love for humanity in the midst of unfathomably dark times. it will happen again

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tailsbeth-writes · 15 days

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15 questions for 15 friends

Thanks for the tag @taste-thewaste!

Are you named after anyone?

My first name (Taylor) is inspired by the singer Taylor Dayne, my mum gave birth on a Sunday when the radio chart show was on. I was actually the first Taylor born at that hospital 😎

When was the last time you cried?

Two days ago, actually because of laughing so hard which is a nice change!

Do you have kids?

Nope, unless we count my book cause it is basically my baby. 🥹📚

What sports do you play/have you played?

I used to play field hockey in high school. I was a regular at my swimming pool until the 24 hour gym finally opened. 🏑🏊🏻‍♀️

Do you use sarcasm?

Me? Sarcastic? Never!

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their clothes or accessories probably, finding something I can compliment someone on is actually kind of handy if my anxiety is particularly bad.

What’s your eye color?

Blue 🔵

Scary movies or happy endings comedies?

Honestly just whatever I'm in the mood for, I really like both! 🎭

Any talents?

Writing, I'd hope? I was longlisted for a Penguin Book's competition & 4 years later I'm still in shock. I'm also an excellent baker! 🍰

Where were you born?

Techinically Melrose, Scotland (that's where the local hospital is) 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

What are your hobbies?

Writing, reading, nail art, baking, crafts (I love air dry clay and paper crafts, I make Xmas cards every year) and travelling. I'd also probably count planning trips and holidays for my friends, I'm very good at finding good deals and I weirdly enjoy organising stuff 😅

Do you have any pets?

Yes - one rescue kitty. She's called Blue, she's a tuxedo cat and has resting bitch face, likes being held like a baby but not admitting it. 💙

How tall are you?

5’10

Favorite subject in school?

English

Dream job?

A full time writer, but also I happen to have an interview for a youth work role next month and while it wasn't something I ever saw myself doing, I'd love to get it. It would be part time so I could still work on my book baby but with more stability. Here's hoping! 🤞🏻

(apologies if any of you have been tagged already) @heysweetheart-writes @candyspandemonium @firenati0n @onthewaytosomewhere @myheartalivewrites @blairwaldcrf @run-for-chamo-miles @littlemisskittentoes @priincebutt @callumsmitchells @duchessdepolignaca03 @itsmaybitheway @fraudulentzodiac @littlespoonevan @leaves-of-laurelin

#15 questions for 15 friends #some of y'all are fic writer friends & some are just people i admire lovingly from afar <3 #feel free to say hello anytime!#get to know me #personal

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coconut530 · 2 months

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mARTch 2: Inspirations

#6 #mARTch #mARTch2024 #Shiloh #Shiloh Webtoon #Webtoon #The Picture of Dorian Gray #Malevolent #Malevolent Podcast #Yes hi hello these are my inspos #Just a note the Kayne design is by @samglyph #It was very fun to draw #Anyway yes Shane is like always on here bc yes #Basil is here who doesn’t miss him every day #Harlan Guthrie like he’s an amazing voice actor writer like everything he inspires me all the time #Those are the main ones but I think about Billie and Berta from malacandrax a lot #Kabili and Nuhro from tenyai like too much #And smol cricket is best friend they’re so cool

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inkandjade · 7 months

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My First Tumblr Post

So, hi, lol. I'm Dani. I'm a 36 year old woman (soon to be 37), but I don't really think that number means much. Part of me feels like an ancient sage, full of wisdom and experience. The other part of me still thinks blanket forts are awesome, still takes gummy vitamins, and unabashedly jumps in rain puddles.

If you're into the whole Myer Briggs personality type stuff, I am an INFJ. I'm not sure if I completely believe personality tests like this. I think human personality is so complex, it seems almost insulting to try and fit it all into some sort of box. In the Myer Briggs results though, my INFJ results are actually pretty accurate, which is the only reason I even mention it at all. I've always been quiet and introverted, I'm very intuitive, and I'm definitely a big day dreamer.

I've always been a "march to the beat of my own drum" kinda person, and I love others who are too. I love quirky, I love loud, I love silly, I love passionate. I find most people nowadays to be fairly homogeneous. I love the ones who break free of that. Basically, what I'm trying to say is that I love the weirdos, lol.

I'm an avid bookworm! I devour books, and I read a little bit of everything. I love just about all genres, but fantasy will always have a special place in my heart. C.S Lewis once said, "You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me." Me too, C.S Lewis! Me too!

I'm also an avid writer! I love to journal and write poems. But lately, I've been deep into a dark fantasy series I've been writing. I realized I had an incredible story in me and that it would be such a shame to keep it inside of me, lol. So, for the last few years, I've been putting it all into book form. It's been such an amazing journey! I'm currently working on the fourth book in my series. Getting to hold a physical copy of the first book I ever published was a feeling I'll never forget. The series will likely have six books, total. So I'm savoring these last few novels. I don't want it to be over, lol.

I love being outside! I'm a sunshine addict, lol. I've never tried it...but I'm convinced I could survive off of nothing more than photosynthesis, lol. I love leisurely hikes and taking photos of all the beautiful flora. I could get completely and utterly lost in the woods and I'd be perfectly content there. Just leave me with some food, some water, and a good book.

Music and art are two other things I can't ever seem to get enough of. My tastes are very eclectic too, so we're bound to have something in common in this department. I love concerts, art galleries, and museums. These are how I spend a good portion of my afternoons. I am a big supporter of indie artists. Their talents don't always get the recognition they deserve.

I also enjoy cooking quite a bit. I often experiment with different recipes. I love to shake things up in the kitchen. But you also can't go wrong with the classics either. Take chicken soup, for example. It's such a simple dish, but it tastes like a warm, comforting hug, every time.

Now here is where a little bit of my strangeness shines through, lol. I'm a contradiction of so many things. I love to travel, but I hate being away from home. I love loud music that you can feel in your bones, but I also love the silence. I love the quiet of the country, but also the bustle of the city. I love being alone and I love being with friends. I can be quiet. I can be loud. I'm somehow both a night owl and an early bird. I'm serious and I'm also silly. I can be gentle and also tough. I don't exactly believe in astrology, but I am a textbook Libra if I ever knew one, lol.

I'm one of those people who has loads and loads of dad jokes, so if you're ever in need of a chuckle, I've got you covered, lol. Riddles too...I know many riddles. I could see myself having quite the lucrative career as a bridge troll. "None shall pass, unless you solve my riddle." I have to work on the croaky, evil troll voice, but I'd nail that job, lol.

If you've managed to actually read this far ... just, wow! Lol, thank you. You seriously didn't have to sit there and read all of this. I know I can get carried away, sometimes, when I'm writing. I appreciate you though. You're a real trooper. Now just wait for my other rants about books, writing, music, art, and life! I have a feeling I'm gonna enjoy Tumblr, lol.

#get to know me #hello world #first tumblr post #about myself #writing #writer #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #bookworm #readers of tumblr #readers #looking for friends #looking for mutuals #infj #infj woman #introvert

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