#wip: tnv

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scrolling through my zero draft and

what word did i mean here

#lolol #wip: tnv #it looks like 'captivating' maybe #but that doesn't make sense in context #I'LL NEVER KNOW #RIP

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omg thank you guys for helping TNV with the second round of the TMNT AU Competition!! i'm going to continue the trend i had going and let you all decide what treat to share as a big thanks!!

#WAAA THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!! ;W; #still love the fact that Wander Donnie and TNV Leo tied lol #🎶two bros lost in dimensions because they're not okay🎶 #tmnt au competition #tnv tmnt

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sometimes i have this very strong need to visualize my wip outside of my head or a computer screen, so i have begun *the wall*

#gonna go full crime scene + scrapbook y’all #wip: tnv

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“Asher,” a familiar voice says, and it again clears the haze in his head. “Do you know where you are?" Brown eyes float above him, surrounded by tan skin and a crease between dark brows. A delicate golden crown crests a waterfall of midnight black waves. Shadows slice through his mind. Fire and furies and a scorched voice full of embers. “Deadlands,” Asher manages, his throat scratchy. The princess straightens and he immediately regrets his choice of words. Her frown deepens. She looks over her shoulder at the guard behind her and back to him. “Is that really what people call this place?"

the night veil + taglist below the cut

@aninkwellofnectar @stand-inthe-rain @pinespittinink @lyssthewriter @pen-of-roses @eluari @starry-sky-stuff @achilleid @houndmouthed @mr-writes @laufire-writes @thebluesthourcommunity @flowerprose @kaatiba

#writeblr #writing community #writers of tumblr #amwriting #fantasy writing #wip: tnv #zero drafting #actually making some progres???

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wip themes tag

ty for the tag @hekaetes! 💕

rules: bold the themes that appear in your wip (& italicize those that are loosely covered) then tag 10 people!

for the night veil ✨

addiction | beauty | betrayal | change vs. tradition | chaos vs. order | circle of life | coming of age | communication | convention vs. rebellion | corruption | courage | crime and law | dangers of ignorance | darkness and light | death | desire to escape | dreams | displacement | empowerment | facing darkness | facing reality | faith vs. doubt | fall from grace | fame and fortune | family | fate | fear | fear of failure | free will | friendship | fulfillment | good vs. bad | government | greed | guilt and forgiveness | hard work | heroism | hierarchy | honesty | hope | identity crisis | immortality | independence | individual vs. society | inner vs. outer strength | innocence | injustice | isolation | knowledge vs. ignorance | life | loneliness | lost love | love | man vs. nature | manipulation | materialism | motherhood | nature | nature vs. nurture | oppression | optimism | peer pressure | poverty | power | power of words | prejudice | pride | progress | quest | racism | rebirth | relationships | religion | responsibility | revenge | sacrifice | secrets | self-awareness | self-preservation | self-reliance | sexuality | social class structure | survival | technology | temptation and destruction | time | totalitarianism | weakness | vanity | war | wealth | wisdom of experience | youth

tagging (no pressure!) @flowerprose @mjjune @pinespittinink @tananaphone @legiomiam @sentfromwolves @awritingcaitlin @kaatiba @baroquesse @juls-writes

#tag games #wip: tnv #some of these are like close to the themes in my wip?? #like not quite but almost there lol #tysm for the tag!

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made the cast of TNV using this windswept picrew (ty @mjjune)! here are my kids in order, featuring some characters i haven’t introduced before! they’re all trapped in a cursed castle together, what could go wrong??

everly: the girl who stole the stars, the should-be queen, fell for a trap and got her kingdom cursed, the only one who can break said curse.  vega: lady knight, member of the king’s elite calvary, everly’s bff and self-appointed royal guard, turns into a disaster gay around arden. asher: step-son of the king of anverion, adventure boy who sneaks into the cursed kingdom to search for a cure for an epidemic.

arden: princess of anverion, youngest of the royal family, smartest person in the room, bookworm, and sneaky sneaks into asher’s caravan.  landon: asher’s best friend and bodyguard who gets dragged on all of asher’s adventures. loathes magic. gets trapped in a castle full of magic. cassia: an enchantress, nature spirit earth child, caught in the brewing tension between the unnamed antagonist and everly’s kingdom.

olia: the royal chamberlain, they keep the castle functioning, even during the curse when everyone is trapped and there is no kingdom to rule. daelyn: everly’s attendant in waiting and close friend, from a noble family that was very close to the king & part of his court/advisors. drayce: his father was on trial for dark magic crimes, so drayce happens to be in the castle at the time of the curse, trapping him there as well.

add the old taglist under the cut, message me to be added or removed! ✨

@nectargrapes @stand-inthe-rain @ardawyn @pinespittinink @lyssthewriter @pen-of-roses @septemberliterature @eluari @starry-sky-stuff @achilleid @houndmouthed @mr-writes @laufire-writes @thebluesthourcommunity @flowerprose

#writeblr #my kids!!!! #picrews #tnv characters #i really love how these turned out #i am not gonna tell y'all how much time i wasted #while making these last night lmao #wip: tnv

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an unofficial nano snippet —

After the Clearing, the world comes into focus in fragments. Sometimes she feels them piece by piece: tired arms and hands forcing her upright, disjointed movement through a corridor, her own legs carrying her along a path they’ve traced into faded sunstone tiles for a century.

“You’re alright,” a deep voice says near her ear. Everly can’t get words to surface, but she doesn’t have to speak for Finian to know what retort rests on her tongue.

Before she can properly try, there’s another voice, softer. This one belongs to Vega. “We’ll check for the others. Be back before you know it.”

She wants to follow after because she doesn’t know anything, but her bones feel like iron. The Veil weighs heaviest on her own cursed heart—the girl who stole the stars.

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#writeblr #fantasy writer #writing community #fantasy aesthetics #haven't shared a snippet in a minute #this is from the one day i've actually written this month 🙃 #i have felt like garbage the last few days #gonna try to write this weekend though! #wip: tnv

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last line tag

tagged by @authoralexharvey (ty!! 💕) and finally have new words so i can play tag games again heh

from tnv:)

Asher lifts his glass and clinks it against Arden’s. A heaviness clings to his sister's frame as if it’s been folded into the seams of her dusky, coral-colored gown and the golden circlet nestled in her dark curls. Arden’s natural radiance and fierce wit nowhere to be seen. “It feels odd to celebrate at a time like this,” she mumbles to him.  “I know,” he says, laying a hand on her arm and giving it a light squeeze. He wants to tell her that he’s taking matters into his own hands as they speak. For weeks, he’s been tempted to tell her, to alleviate even the smallest fraction of the anguish in her eyes. And even in this moment just before he slips from the crowd, he still doesn’t know if keeping it from her is the right thing to do.

no pressure tagging: @flowerprose @mjjune @ryns-ramblings @pinespittinink @andromedaexists + anyone who wants to!

#haven't done a tag game in a HOT MINUTE #ty for the tag!!:) #tag games #wip: tnv #who likes to be tagged in stuff #i don't even know anymore 🙃

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for the bluest hour’s beach week - seashore, swimming, sunshine

where the waves break - a book 2 snippet

“Everly, you have to see this.”

“But the others—” she replies, gesturing to the narrow jungle path.

Asher parts the thick leaves like a curtain, revealing a sandy beach and the glittering sea beyond.

“Oh, spirits,” Everly says, taking a step towards it. “Is that—is that the ocean?”

“Either my map is off, or we’re much more lost than I thought.” He grins wide, that adventurer’s spark already aglow in his eyes. “Care to take a detour?”

She takes in the deserted beach, undisturbed sand and cerulean sky as far as she can see.

“I haven’t seen the ocean in…”

The words escape her. The waves are beckoning and she’s been practicing the art of giving in. This feels like something she could surrender to, a handful of moments to herself with her love and the sunshine and the salty sea. It’s a simple folding.

“A hundred years?” Asher finishes for her, voice low.

His grin starts to resemble a smirk.

Then they’re running, and Everly can’t stop the laughter that bubbles out of her chest with every dig of her heels into the sand. She sheds her jacket and Asher tosses a boot over his shoulder with a delighted woop. There are a million other things they should be doing in this moment, but the layers come off and Everly feels weightless with it in a way that is wholly different than when she summons her wings.

“Oh, spirits,” she breathes again as her feet hit the water, voice nearly breaking with the waves. Their clothes and boots are strewn about the beach behind them and the water splashes as they dance into the shallows. Everly stares at the sparkling water rushing away from her calves. Her feet sink into the sand. She wiggles her toes and laughs. Then again louder as she flings the sand from one foot and it lands in the water with a plop. Hadn’t she done this hundreds of times in another life?

Waves rush in and she lets them carry her out, wading in up to her waist. The water is slightly warm from the Firessian sun, but it’s still refreshing after the days’ heat. Asher has already thrown himself completely underwater and emerges wreathed in sunlight, sandy hair dripping onto his bare shoulders.

#thebluesthourbeachweek #thebluesthour #writeblr #this is not very much #and i'm late to the party #but this was in my book 2 doc #i know very little about this book so far but #hey there's an enchanted jungle #and everly sees the ocean for the first time in 100+ years #😌 #wip: tnv

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THE NIGHT VEIL - In the last year of a 100 year curse that cuts Everly’s kingdom off from the outside world and forces her people to turn into monsters called furies, Everly must team up with three outsiders from a rival nation to break the curse before time runs out.

How to do: This Website allows you to input your name, the title of your WIP, an image, and additional details, and it’ll make a cover for you in the style of the Penguin Classics covers!

thanks so much to these lovely people for tagging me: @flowerprose @pinespittinink @aninkwellofnectar @lord-fallen @achilleid @memento-morri-writes ✨ (i think i’m the last person doing this lol) having said that, please consider this an open tag if you’d like to participate!

#you can say i tagged you! #literally i think everyone has done this 😂 #wip: tnv #tag games #i've always wanted to do some penguin covers:)) #also i looked at everyone's last names LOL #like *never* use the last name i picked out #for this pen name #and i had to go see #what everyone else put for their names hehe

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#fridaykiss tag game

tysm for the tag @aninkwellofnectar! really loving this tag game haha 😘 here’s some tender everly x asher and a wee little kiss for y’all 🖤

Rules are that you post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck or intense as a makeout. It can be romantic or platonic or familial. As long as a smooch takes place it’s free reign!

“So we’re to be honest about our feelings, but never to act upon them?” he asks. “Why isn’t it a good idea? What you want?”

She continues browsing through the trees, low hanging branches heavy with ripe berries. She walks among golden gems dangling in the dying light. 

He can see the weight pressing on her shoulders. 

“Asher, I’m tired,” Everly sighs. “I’m tired of people leaving. I don’t blame them. There have been plenty of reasons, of course, but… they always go.”

Out of her love for Kellan, she’d sent him away. Rylan fell victim to the curse. Her mother vanished, her father assassinated. Her kingdom emptied.

“And with you, Arden, even Landon,” she grimaces, shaking her head. “It’s just… not going to be easy. And that’s without what I want making it even more complicated.” She finally turns to face him, her golden brown eyes full of sorrow and near to breaking. “You have to return to Anverion. You have to.”

Asher plucks a small bundle of berries from a limb as he approaches her. Considers his words. “You’re right. And I’m not foolish enough to think I can stay but… I can do what no one has been able to before.”

He stops inches away from her, almost closing the distance between them, and she watches him intently the entire time he leans in close to her ear. “I can come back.”

He follows the certainty he feels at those words and presses his mouth to her flushed cheek. 

She smells of autumn leaves and duskblossoms. Seasons. Change. Her skin beneath his lips nearly undoes him. 

Everly meets his gaze as he pulls away, eyes wide and searching his.

“Food for thought,” he says as he places the berries in the basket on her arm. He turns back toward the castle and the fading dusk beyond.

tagging some random people from my notifications (feel free to ignore)! also please consider this an open tag and say i tagged you if you’d like to do this:) @the-orangeauthor @italiangothicwriteblr @zmwrites @ofwordsandfeathers

#tag games #wip: tnv #everly x asher #poor everly i may have accidentally made things too hard on her ha 😅 #need to write more of this wip #i'm running out of snippets to share lmao #also sorry i'm sharing this on a saturday 😆

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oc favorites tag game!

rules: share photos of your OC’s drink, fruit, season, hobby, and person. Then tag five people and change up any one of the five favourite things categories for the next round.

i chose my girl vega (the first pic) from TNV. she’s my lady knight, everly’s best friend, and member of the king’s elite squad of defense/protection. (i still need to come up with a badass name for it.) 

her favorite drink: wine. fruit: oranges. season: spring/summer/picnic weather. hobby: training + taking care of the animals on the castle grounds. favorite person: arden. 🧡

thanks for the tag @pinespittinink!! tagging: @flowerprose @writingbyricochet @the-orangeauthor @lord-fallen @achilleid your words are: season, hobby, dessert, color, and musical instrument!

#writeblr #tag games #thank youuu for tagging me! #first time i've done one of these #wip: tnv #ch: vega burchett #tnv characters #images from unsplash as per usual

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find the word tag

tysm @pinespittinink for the tag!

blood

Asher shouldered his pack, gripped his crossbow, and addressed his soldiers. “This is what we trained for. No one panic, and try not to make any noise—”

But Asher’s blood froze as he was cut off by not one but several bone-cringing screeches shattering the night.

veins 

Everly attempted to light the candles on the bedside table, but the fire in her veins had been completely extinguished. She couldn’t summon even a wisp of smoke to her fingertips. There was only that sharp numbness. She’d just given up when the door opened and Asher quietly slipped in.

“You’re awake,” he said, a tray of food in his hands. His eyes went to the shirt, her bare legs. “Do you have a moral objection to Anverian night clothes?”

“No,” she said, giving a little shrug. “Night clothes in general.”

Asher’s lips pressed into a seam, suppressing a smile. “Guess I should have known that.”

“Yes, you should have.”

fingers

She came a step closer, her thumb brushing over his cheekbone in a long, delicate stroke. He couldn’t have looked away from her even if he’d tried.

“I’m not sure that what I want is a good idea. For either of us.”

She turned to leave, but he gripped her hand.

“I’m not afraid,” he said, staring directly into her eyes. “I’m not.”

Her fingers gently squeezed his before she pulled out of his grasp, heartache etched onto her lovely face. “Maybe you should be.”

hand

“Anveria’s been trying to take these lands ever since the kingdom fell. Which reminds me.” Her hand slipped into the jacket of her uniform and withdrew a tiara. “You might need this.”

Everly stared at it. Then she stared at Vega. Her emerald eyes were firm, but pleading. Everly took the little crown of twisting gold and tiny sunstones. “You’re not allowed in my room anymore.”

“That’s fine. Your clothes are about a century out of style anyway,” Vega said with a toss of her hair and a wink.

breath

Everly Penvellyn stood at the southern edge of the courtyard that overlooked the city. It was autumn, which was like being suspended in a moment of great possibility. Like the whole world had taken a deep breath and was ready to release it along with all of the things that got caught up inside a person over the course of a year. Things that tangled in the forests of a place, of a heart.

tagging (feel free to ignore): @zmwrites @space-cadead @mr-writes @italiangothicwriteblr @howsweetthewords and your words are confuse, whisper, bone, feel, flow​​

#tag games #i'm running out of non-spoilery things to share lol #but some of these are from deleted scenes #tysm for the tag!! #wip: tnv

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find the word tag

tysm @mjjune for the tag!! 💕 words: wind, air, breath, wisp, fall, lost, sigh, sing, & angel

wind

If I’m breathing, I’m in control, she told herself. She repeated it again and again until the wind faded and the world went silent.

air

A deafening shriek snaked along his bones as the fury’s claws closed around him and hauled him into the air. The ground swept away from him, and a roar tore from his mouth as claws dug into his back, searing and slicing deep.

breath

Everly Penvellyn stood at the southern edge of the courtyard that overlooked her city. It was autumn, which was like being suspended in a moment of great possibility. Like the whole world had taken a deep breath and was ready to release it along with all of the things that got caught up inside a person over the course of a year. Things that tangled in the forests of a place, of a heart.

wisp

The witch cackled, swinging her staff through the campfire, and a bird of flame rose from the embers. Wings unfurled, beak open. That sorrowful cry echoed again in Asher’s mind as the miniature bird faded into wisps of smoke.

lost

Everly had lost count of how long it had been, which was a lie she told herself because she could never quite force the truth out of her mouth.

sigh

Asher sighed, his shoulders sagging. “We used to do a lot more of this, didn’t we?”

“What? Stealing caravans and sneaking into the Deadlands in the middle of the night?”

tagging (no pressure!): @tananaphone @pinespittinink @mr-writes @awritingcaitlin @carminasolis @flowerprose

new words! goal, memory, escape, sunset, tense, eternal

#tag games #ty mj! #wip: tnv

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tagged by @jessica-writes22 for this super cute fairytale princess picrew tag game! tysm for the tag! 💕 

i didn’t think this would lend itself well to my characters (while tnv is majorly fairytale inspired, it has more cursed queen vibes than frolicking princesses), but i was wrong and i love it. had to make one for all my girlies. 

on top we’ve got everly and arden, my two actual princesses. and on the bottom, my witchy earth child, cassia, and my lady knight who likes dressing up, vega.

tagging some folks, feel free to ignore! @flowerprose @aninkwellofnectar @pinespittinink @laufire-writes @tryingtimi @achilleid @mr-writes @ofwordsandfeathers 

#tag games #picrews #wip: tnv #tnv characters #ahhh i'm obsessed they're all so cute #they're all dressed up #because they're about to have a picnic by a lake #with like some swans and shit #this is an au where there is no night veil or furies lol

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#FridayKiss Tag Game 💋

tagged by @aninkwellofnectar tyyyy 🥰

Rules are that you post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck or intense as a makeout. It can be romantic or platonic or familial. As long as a smooch takes place it's free reign!

tagging: (feel free to ignore!) @ryns-ramblings @ejsimpsonwrites @achilleid @flowerprose 

Here’s what was Asher and Everly’s first kiss, which has been moved to their second kiss for reasons.

The music fades slowly, the remnants of it swirling in her veins. She waits for it to die, that moment when it leaves her completely, for the absence of it to settle in her bones. But it doesn’t.

She turns to find Asher staring at her, the notes clearly still lingering with him too. And for a moment she lets herself look at him. His hazel eyes are bright and intent as they peer into hers. She lets herself feel the gravity between them, their thighs touching on the narrow bench, their hands inches apart on the keys. Before she realizes it, their faces are inches apart too. And she’s leaning in, she’s angling her head, she’s fitting her lips to his.

more under the cut 🙃

The thing about time inside the Night Veil, Everly’s learned, is that because it doesn’t move forward properly, it slips away from her easily. All she knows is that, for however many seconds pass, she hasn’t encountered a time during the curse when everything was so calm and so still.

Asher leans into the kiss, his fingers wrapping around hers, and heat blazes through her. It blooms under the surface of her skin, startling her back to her senses. Their lips slide and part, and she stares at him for a moment, realizing what they’ve done. Asher has a glazed look in his eyes. She watches it fade as he tries to read her face.

Then she gets up and leaves.

“What—Everly—” Asher sputters behind her. “Everly, wait!”

It isn’t until she’s out the door and walking briskly into the courtyard, chastising herself and trying to smother the fire in her cheeks, the thunder in her heart, that he catches up and stops in front of her.

“Everly, please,” Asher says. “So that’s it? You’re just going to do that and then—and then walk away?”

She blinks. “Yes.”

“Why?” He gapes at her.

“Because it was good,” she says, quieter than she means. She’s always so soft with him. The heat creeps back into her skin and she can’t look at his face anymore, so she stares at the silver buttons of his jacket instead.

But suddenly the distance between them is gone and his hands are underneath her chin, a gasp escaping her mouth as he lifts her lips to meet his.

The world stills again, and she can’t help but think that he’s fresh air. A breath of springtime in the ceaseless whirlwind inside the Veil. Her hands slide to his forearms and his lips slide against hers, gentle and warm. Once, twice. A third time. Each pass of his mouth tugs at her heart, digging it up from where she buried it.

Asher pauses suddenly and leans back just far enough to meet her gaze. 

“Oh,” he breathes.

“I know,” Everly says with a frustrated sigh.

Suddenly bickering voices float into the courtyard. Vega and Landon halt in their tracks, taking in the sight of them—standing close, Asher’s hands still cupped around Everly’s jaw. And then Vega shoves Landon hard, sending him careening back around the corner. She flashes a feline grin at them before she disappears.

everly and asher: oh no we have caught The Feelings 😱

#writer can have a little italicized oh #as a treat #tag games #wip: tnv #everly x asher #tnv characters #this is a super cute game #thanks for the tag cammie!