#story: sparks

[imaginationxlost]

I was tagged in this in. October, by @365runesofwriting. I’m only just now getting to it, because I’m am Very Bad at actually posting. Whoops.

Rules: Post 7 lines (or paragraphs, or whatever!) of your WIP, then tag 7 people!

“We can figure that out later; I’m in no state to act yet anyway; we have to wait a little longer regardless, so there’s not need to rush that. But I feel like you’re not listening to what I’m-”

“It doesn’t matter,” she says over me, and I lean away from her, rather taken aback, “it was one stupid little thing over nothing. It’s not something we need to dwell on. Dwelling on fights- especially stupid fights- is dumb. Like, if Makala and I had focused on every little fight we had about nothing, we’d have broken up much sooner than eleven months in, you know? It’s just not a big deal; forget about it.”

“Anna-”

“Just forget about it.”

“Anna!” I gasp, “I don’t know if I’m going to survive this! I don’t want- I don’t want this to end with something like that between us! Please talk to me! Don’t just forget about it. I want things to be genuinely okay between us, and I don’t feel like they are.”

She’s very quiet, and I can tell she’s staring at me for nearly a minute before she speaks, “… Issac J. Riley, you are not going to die. When’s your next appointment with Dr. Everhart?”

“It’s Friday, but that’s not even remotely the point, Anna,” I say, shaking my head, “I don’t want to die, I just- I’m scared. After how easily I went down, and just how close to death I was, I don’t know that I can survive this, regardless of what I do. I’m just… I’m trying to be prepared for that possibility.”

Tagging: Doing this always makes me anxious but lets try @novel-emma, @asher-orion-writes, @blind-the-winds, @kjscottwrites, @andromeda-grace, @radley-writes, @talesofsorrowandofruin

#keep tagging me in stuff though #I love doing these. executive dysfunction is just a bitch #character: Issac Riley #Character: Anna Kahale #story: sparks #sequel: storms #My writing #writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #Issac is STRUGGLING in Storms

[lostximagination]

Baby, we're the new romantics Come on, come along with me Heartbreak is the national anthem We sing it proudly

Happy 1989 Taylor's Version release day. As is tradition, Issac as he was in the original era and now. 🩵🩵🩵🩵

#story: sparks #character: Issac Riley #taylor swift #1989 taylor's version #1989 is HIS era #if you can’t tell blue is his favorite color

[prismatoxic]

"chilchuck isn't a twink, he's a DILF!" now i get why you're saying that but i feel like you've maybe forgotten what chilchuck tims canonically looks like

i'm sorry but this man is a twink. also DILF isn't a body type it's a status (and technically, an opinion) so he can be both

"but he's middle-aged!" look at him. look with your eyeballs. his age has nothing to do with the fact that he Looks Like That. he's a twink. the sooner you accept this the less angry his fandom will make you

edit bc this post has become the bane of my existence:

FAQ

Q: wtf do you mean he's a dad? he looks like a kid. A: he is 29 years old, and a half-foot. half-foots are dungeon meshi's halflings, or hobbits, or whatever you want to call them.

Q: wait, if he's 29, why the fuck are you calling him middle-aged? A: half-foots have an average lifespan of 50 years. chilchuck was originally drawn with grey hairs (you can see that in the manga fullbody) but the mangaka gave up on that over time. he's middle-aged for his race.

Q: hey, doesn't that look like a little angry face on his boot in the manga drawing? A: yea kinda

#as a proud member of the chilfucker fandom i think we should all accept his canon appearance even if we draw him way different #if you can only love him if he looks like a hobbit do you really love him at all? #by all means draw and think of him however sparks joy for you. but this is who he is in the manga and anime and you need to accept that #i love all chilchucks but i just love him in general. ideal man #chilchuck tims #tox.txt #edits made because the tags on this post are my villain origin story #i have now muted notifs!

[writingwithfolklore]

15 Ways to Spark a New Idea

Revisit an old project

Take inspiration from classic stories/folk tales

Follow your interests

Start with genre (or a unique combination)

Start with a character

Start with setting

Combine or reinvent some classic tropes

Ask someone to share a story they don’t usually tell (be curious about the people around you)

Use something from your past

Focus on a hard to define feeling

Experience something new

Brainstorm with a writing friend

Read outside of your comfort zone

Talk to a stranger about their life

Twist the normal, normalize the magical

#writing #writers #writing tips #writing advice #writing inspiration #creative writing #writing community #books #film #filmmaking #screenwriting #novel writing #fanfiction #writeblr #idea generation #story ideas #15 ways to spark a new idea

[sqwdkllr]

My childhood in one guy

#rayman #rayman in the phantom show #mario and rabbids sparks of hope #fanart #my art #that last time I have ever drawn him was like in 2022 I think? on ig stories #anyways THAT DLC DESIGN IS SOOOO GOOD I WAS SO HAPPY SEEING IT #THE CONCEPT ART BEHIND IT IS SO FUN TO SEE TOO #the person who thought of giving him eyebags was a real one #deserves an actual medal perhaps #also brown eyes supremacy

[stuckinapril]

men are literally so disappointing why do i even bother

#there was a spark between me and this guy from the group i went out w last night #today i learn he got so fucked up he literally forgot everyone present #probably me included #in this story the prince is too dumb to find the glass slipper apparently #p

[skybristle]

RBS > LIKES [tags appreciated!]

I DID IT. I FUCKING DID IT. im genuinely so proud of this its crazy. please please please give it your time this was a monumental effort!!!!

if anything in here intrigues you.... or you'd like to know the meaning/my thoughts.... my askbox is open :3

#my art #rain world #rain world fanart #rain world oc #rain world iterator #rw iterator #iterator oc #story tag: bending horizons #oc tag: countless swirling sparks #oc tag: plunging flows of ash #oc tag: erupting maw #oc tag: budding ochre opportunities #oc tag: resonant chimes #hmmm starlights barely there but #oc tag: reaching for caged starlight #oc tag: a glittering aurora #oc tag: wandering whispers #oc tag: the brainiac #ah fuck it. mercy too #oc tag: the mercy #sorry for all these tags. oh also my mutuals who i already sent this too i just didnt want to post it at like 2am #Youtube

[etincelleart]

I sketched a lot tonight, just a few doodles because I also wanted to test some custom brushes ♥

#doodles #art #sketch #brushes #digital #digital art #clip studio paint #rwby #penny polendina #ruby rose #oc #original character #original story #gris #fauve #spark

[pokimoko]

The fact that Main-verse Ooo is as good and as kind as it is (relative to the other universes shown so far, at least, it's obviously not perfect) all because of the same character that starts off as the OG series' antagonist, the person we were made to see as the bad guy (albeit an often ineffectual one) for several seasons, is making me lose my mind.

Imagine finding out the guy you spent your childhood beating up and saving princesses from is in fact a driving catalyst behind you being able to exist, and not only exist but also live in a world that knows what kindness is. All because that man, the same man who you've witnessed do terrible things, once met a little girl and taught her how to be good.

Simon's story really shows us that even if you lose your way and forget how it is to be good yourself, the world keeps the memory for you. That act of love Simon showed Marcy by protecting her and seeing her as more than the monster she thought herself to be created ripples upon ripples, small at first but eventually enough to help give their wreckage of a world—a world that easily could have been forsaken, its goodness overlooked because of its inhospitable remains—a chance to grow into something beautiful. Because of those very same ripples Simon created, the people of Ooo grew up in a world where they know enough about kindness that they were able and willing to spare the 'bad guy' some, to see beyond the wreckage and allow him to grow too.

In saving Marceline, Simon helped to not only to save the world, but also himself.

#fionna and cake #fionna and cake spoilers #adventure time #simon petrikov #ice king #marceline abadeer #simon and marcy #meta #this was just a phone note to get thoughts out of my system but then it came out semi-coherent #so welp guess i'm writing meta now. i'm really in the deep end now. but yeah...Ice King and Simon's story being about the power of kindness #A cruel world requires constant cruelty to be maintained. But kindness? That reaches across time. one act of kindness sparks another #'I need to save you but whose going to save me?' That act of love and compassion is gonna save you ya dingus....eventually #In a less kind world finn and Jake could have watched those tapes about Simon and still decided IK was a hopeless cause. #That he was too far gone to be saved. But they didn't. They chose to treat him nicer and actually be friends with him. #One thing i always loved about IK's story is that he didn't have to completely change himself for people around him to treat him better #They changed their perspective and were kind to him and it was THAT that helped him change. to grow beyond the 'antagonist' role #to quote my go to and all time favourite good place quote: #'the point is people improve when they get external love and support. How can we hold that against them when they don't?' #Arrgh sorry I just always loved Ice King's arc in the show. From pesky antagonist to the person Finn dived into a chaos god to save #(the world's new beginning and its near ending being all because of simon. he has such main character energy and boy does he not want it) #And now we're getting Simon stuff and I'm so normal I'm so normal I'm so normal (<- has never been normal about this character) #(i...i have many MANY drawings of ice king and simon from 2015 and the years after. i was doomed from the start. F&C was the final straw) #(as was reading marcy's secret scrapbook recently...and here i thought i'd truly reached the capacity of hurt i can feel about these two) #Going insane over these last two episodes. 'she didn't have a me'. Fionna and Simon bonding. Gumlee kiss. PETRIGROF BACKSTORY #and the implication that Simon isn't remembering it accurately? Their sweet sounding love song actually foreshadowing their issues? #I am clawing at the walls. thank you AT crew you are enriching the enclosure that is my brain

[carmenpeach]

Sonic and Tails are dead... in the midwest! Chapter 4

ch 1 ch 2 ch 3

#sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #tails miles prower #amy rose #knuckles the echidna #silver the hedgehog #sonadow #spark the electric jester #little cameo of him on page 3! #midwest au #midwest comic #FINALLY FINISHED AND POSTED YAAAAY!!! #and at the end is every1 thats either involved with the story / friends ^-^ #art #im so happy with how this turned out i worked so hard on it <3 #oh and cream since there was an empty spot lol #cream the rabbit #e 123 omega

[speaknowtaylor]

Besties, we are getting speak now taylor's version tomorrow. Reblog and put your favrorite songs before re release in the tags!

#enchanted #sparks fly #mean #the story of us #dear john

[imaginationxlost]

Seven Snippets, Seven People

tagged by @indecentpause to share seven snippets!

Long, so Under the Cut. Also from a few different WIPs! Because seven snippets is a lot!

One, from Sleepless:

My sword meets Zias’ and the force of the clash sends me skidding backward and I gasp for air, blinking quickly at him.

“You’re slacking today, Jack.” He says, smiling, and laughing slightly. “That normally wouldn’t have got you like that. Rough day at school?”

I keep my sword up defensively, staring at him. He’s talking, but that doesn’t necessarily mean we’re pausing in practice. “You could say that,” I say faintly, and his smile immediately falls away.

It was. I got reprimanded in AP Calculus for not paying attention, and the teacher didn’t at all care that I already knew the material.

Because I’ve taken this class before. So she called me out in front of the whole class, and took my poetry note pad. She didn’t even give it back at the end of class, so both my arms, from my wrist to the inside of my elbow are covered in tiny red writing.

And it was just second period, so I was more than a little stressed for the whole day.

“Please don’t make us start over in grade nine again after this. I’m so tired of high school.”

“Well,” he lowers his own sword, “for what it’s worth, you’re probably too old to pass as ninth graders at this point anyway, but you’re still too young to not be in school.”

“Hey, if we can pass as seventeen, we can pass as eighteen. We- We don’t have to be in school.” I relax out of the fighting stance, since he did. “Please, I don’t…”

Two, from Foggy Press Radio:

It was Halloween night, and Noah had his costume’s hat off and was fidgeting with it in his lap while he waited for Lucian to get back, when Haley sat down next to him.

“Your date ditch you?” She asked, fiddling with her tiara in her temporarily pink hair, “I still can’t believe you went with Pokemon rather than dressing as Finn to match me and Liz.”

“I didn’t feel like being the third wheel to Bubbeline,” he responded dryly, “And Lucille offered to make the costume for me; so why wouldn’t I?”

“Lucy’s running around as Elesa, isn’t she? I thought I saw her.”

“Yes, she is,” Noah muttered, “She loves matching costumes. Jenna is dressed as Iris. And no, Lucian didn’t ditch me, he just had something to go do. I’m just waiting for him.”

“I love,” Haley said, elbowing him, “That you didn’t even deny that he’s your date. Hilbert.”

“I’ve given up on that argument,” he put his hat back on, fixing his bangs under it, “and unless you want me to call you Bonnibel, don’t call me Hilbert again. Besides, when I played, his name was Noah. He is the player character, after all.”

“Oh tch, you’re no fun, Noah.”

Three, also from Foggy Press Radio:

Liz stares at him for a long moment before continuing like he said nothing, “Ghosts are a very broad topic, and one that deserves to be looked at on a more individual level, but for tonight, we’re doing an overview of the whole subject. The history of belief in ghosts and ghost hunting, and even a little fraud thrown in for Noah, because he is right sometimes, even if he’s an idiot about his boyfriend.”

He just sighs, staring down at the floor, while Haley bursts into giggles.

“You know, No, she’s right. You are an idiot about Lucian. When I dated his sister last summer-” Liz scoffs, but Haley presses on like she didn’t, “I saw a lot of him, and I’m poooositive he misses you.”

“He was at our house on Monday,” Liz says, “so I think that’s being worked on, but Noah’s still an idiot; because he definitely wants Lucian to be his-”

“Shut up Liz!” he snaps, leaning forward on his knees with both hands crossed to cover his eyes, and she stops talking at once.

“Noah? Are you okay?”

“Just move on,” he mutters.

Four, from The Fair Folk (ohhh I haven't even introed this one):

People are staring; who wouldn’t at the nineteen old kid waiting for a bus with two instruments and a large suitcase?

I’ve always hated people staring at me; hated attention and the spotlight. Every competition won, every round of applause had me sprinting off the stage as soon as I knew I was safe to. 

The only thing I had to turn to for comfort was the very thing that put me on that stage in the first place. It was inescapable. It even reshaped my body as I grew up with it.

I look at my hand, trying to ignore the staring of strangers. My fingers are twitching, yearning to touch an instrument to ease this anxiety. My long, calloused fingers and muscled palm; hands that literally grew differently for having been a musician growing up. 

“Do you know how to play both of those, Mister?”

“Not a Mister,” I say reflexively, glancing down at the kid, who can’t be any older than three or four, “and yes, I can.”

“Oh, sorry Miss!  That’s cool though!”

“Not a miss, either kiddo,” I say, smiling despite myself, “it’s Mx.”

“Oh! Oh! You’re non-binary? Mommy’s sibling is; it must be cool to be however you want. I like being a girl but boys get cooler toys.”

I don’t bother correcting her that I’m agender specifically, and instead just crouch down next to her and grin, “I’ll let you in on a secret,” I stage-whisper, “you can be however you want too. There’s no reason you can’t play with so-called boy toys ”

“Really?”

“Absolutely,” I say.

Five, from Eyes Wide Open:

“I wish you weren’t involving yourself in this…” I say softly, and she scoffs. “I mean it, Mia. I wish you weren’t. You… you weren’t born into this like the rest of us-” I push my bangs back to show the tattoo there for a second. I intend to get that removed eventually, if I live that long. I refuse to have them marking me forever. “You could have- should have been able to just… live, but…”

“Well, my life was never gonna be free of it all. Even if it was just in the way all of you were affected, or the precautions for if something like this did happen. It’s never been normal, and I’d MUCH rather hang with you and make sure you’re not on your lonesome than maintain some false sense of normalcy.” She shakes her head. “I don’t wanna be normal if being involved lets me help my favorite big brother-cousin.”

“You’re too goddamn nice, Mia…”

“Great!” She laughs. “Can you tell that to my history teacher? He seems to think I have an attitude problem.”

I snort. “Maybe that’s because you do. Don’t talk back to your teachers if you want them to like you, Mia.”

“I’ll stop talking back when he stops being WRONG!”

I laugh into my hand, actually smiling. It’s been a while since I laughed, like, for real. Mia’s good at that though, making me laugh.

Six, from Storms (Anna's perspective):

“Yeah,” he starts tapping his fingers on the table whilst taking a long drink, “Thank you for letting me help, Anna. Issac wouldn’t have. He still thinks of me like the helpless fourteen-year-old I was when our parents died.”

“Hey, you’re still a kid Ethan. It’s his job to look out for you.”

“You’re only three years older than me,” he says dryly, “It’s weird for you to call me a kid. Maybe more like two and a half, depending on when your birthday is…”

“Sorry, anyone still in high school is still a kid to me.”

“You’re nineteen!”

“I’m twenty in May,” I say with a grin, “I’m closer to twenty than eighteen. You don’t get to claim half years with me, kid.”

“Ugh,” Ethan puts his head down on the table, “I still don’t think the age gap between us is significant enough for you to be calling me a kid.”

Seven, from Storms (Issac's perspective):

I immediately regret walking away once I do, having to hold myself up on the railing at the top of the stairs. No one else is up here. Ethan is at work, and Lexi is supposed to be at a friend’s house. If I- If I finish going up the stairs, I will be alone. I don’t want to be alone, but I know Anna isn’t following me, because I hear her voice, with her talking to them in the dining room. I don’t really know what she’s saying, but she’s not coming after me.

I sink slowly to sit down on the steps, trying to breathe slowly. What am I so scared of anyway? That Anderson will somehow be around the corner when I go up these last two steps? That’s patently absurd, and I know it’s absurd. So why is my heart racing? Why am I stopped here on the steps, starting to cry again like a goddamn little kid?

tagging:  Doing this always makes me anxious but lets try @novel-emma, @asher-orion-writes, @blind-the-winds , @kjscottwrites , @andromeda-grace , @radley-writes, @talesofsorrowandofruin

#story: Eyes Wide Open #story: sparks #sequel: storms #story: foggy press radio #character: Issac Riley #character: Anna Kahale #character: Haley Greene #character: Liz Mason #character: Noah Mason #story: The Fair Folk #story: Sleepless #character: Ilario Heart #character: Elizias Priddy #character: Ethan Riley #character: Riichi Saito #character: Mia Jordan #tag game

[lostximagination]

I have this thing where I get older, but just never wiser. Midnights become my afternoons

#character: Issac Riley #story: Sparks #every time I draw Issac's room I want to chew glass. it's a nightmare every time #my art

[chasing-faith-and-fate]

Moon 16

Pt 2

#chasingmoon #chasinglore #silkcff #clangen #whooops maybe should have told her you found her mom a bit earlier #now youre on your own sparkstar good luck #would like to let it be known that spark has only been leader for a moon #he got a lot of responsibility thrown onto him since he wasnt even deputy #before he was leader #not that it matters :D #story aint about him #just in case y'all were wondering why a cat WAY younger than him seems to be able to pull rank on him #its cuz silk actually knows what shes doing and have had a leader role longer than him

[oakshade]

cattails brainrotting fr this game is so neat and I have to wait for it to come out on switch.. crying, throwing up even (i am joking take ur time falcon team ilysm mwah)

#cattails #cattails wildwood story #warrior cats #warriors #i know it isnt warrior cats but . cmon. it basically is #if ur into warriors and not cattails #you should get into cattails #spark cattails

[cornbobber]

i like making jokes like 3 people will understand

#Devo #sparks #Long story short David Kendrick was drummer for both at some point #Crazy