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I really like fictional couples that actually enjoy spending time with each other. It seems like such a simple, mundane thing. But, often, I see fictional couples who are completely enamored and dramatic and willing to die for each other, which is fine. But like… do they enjoy hanging out? Do they have private jokes and would they be friends even if they weren’t in love? It feels like such a basic thing, but it’s something that I actually don’t see that often. And it feels so refreshing and honest compared to these over-dramatic romeo and juliet-esque romances. Just two people who become good friends and because they enjoy each other’s presence so much it grows into a strong attraction. It feels more real and tangible than two attractive people meeting and “falling in love at first sight” - like, of course, you fell in love at first sight! You’re both supermodels! Sorry, can’t relate.

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Hey furriends! ( •̀ ω •́ )y Are you a writer, an artist, maybe even both? Do you dabble in other crafts, or are you just interested in meeting other creators of all sorts? Maybe even playing games, or running your ocs through hunger game sims with others for kicks? If so, consider joining CLAWMARK!

This server is an 18+ creative crossroads discord server for creators of all kinds to get together and have fun chatting all things craft, characters, worldbuilding, plot suffering, yarn tangling, you name it! We're a chill space for creators to meet new friends and have a place to talk about their projects, but also just have fun together and have a safe haven to vibe in.

◈—« SOME QUICK HOUSEKEEPING »

◆ — This discord is 18+ only! You will be removed if you are found to be a minor. Please respect this rule, and do not join if you are not 18+. ◆ — All creators of all skill levels are welcome! While we are primarily writer-focused, this server is specifically for tons of different creators to get together and talk about their original works and also hang out. ◆ — All activity levels are welcome! We'll do semi-regular activity checks just to make sure the server is still serving people who are actively interested in being there, but even if you're only able to pop in once in awhile, that's totally fine!

Please note that this is a pretty experimental server, with the hopes of growing and refining the space as time goes on. While I'm not planning on making it events-focused, I'm not opposed to running events either if we gain enough members to warrant it!

If all of this sounds good to you,✨ feel free to follow this link to join! ✨(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ We look forward to having you!

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I LOVE IT WHEN ENDINGS CIRCLE BACK TO THE BEGINNING!!!

I LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS MIRROR EACH OTHER!!!!!

I LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS SEAL THEIR FATES IN THEIR FIRST SCENES!!!!

I LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS' GREATEST TRAITS ARE ALSO WHAT DOOM THEM IN THE END!!!!!

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It feels like I was destined to be a writer. I literally can't do anything else lmao

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something about foreshadowing being more prominent the second time around reading a story but in a way that the meaning is changed forever and you can never view a story the same as you once did before. do you know what i mean.

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Last Sentence Tag Game

thank you to @k-v-briarwood for tagging me!

Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote in your WIP and tag as many of your followers as there are words in the sentence.

From Wounded Divinity, Withered Cosmos:

Morgorz fills the skull chained to Nyphyr’s belt, bone alighting with the cosmic iridescence of a Spiritus. They levitate to meet her eyes, the shocks of light in their sockets vibrant. “We’ll be by your side,” they promise, “until the fucking end.”

i know i'm only supposed to share a sentence, but i'm very attached to this introduction of my talking skull character who loves to swear! instead of tagging...42 people...i'm going to tag: @chiefwritesbook, @italiangothicwriteblr, and @heymacareyna!

i'm also leaving this as an open tag! if you want to do this, say i tagged you!

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◈—⌈ SENTFROMWOLVES ⌋ writeblr introduction ²⁰²⁴

Hi everyone, and welcome to my writeblr 2024 introduction. My name is Eran (they/he & freshly thirty) and I've been on writeblr for awhile, so you might've seen me around. ( •̀ ω •́ ) This is my yearly post to introduce the projects I'll be working on this year, what I write, and who I am. I'll be keeping it short and sweet.

I'd love to meet more writers this year, so if you write any of the following, or just like these genres, or even just wanna shout about ocs together, come holler and I'll give you a follow!

◈ — sci-fi and fantasy of any kind! cozy fantasy, romantasy, epic fantasy, space opera? this is my bread and butter, and I love shouting about it from the rooftops with others! ◈ — found families, ot3s, complicated soulmates. I am almost always writing about soulmates who have either killed each other at least once in the past or are planning some sort of murder. Complicated relationships, especially found families that aren't all rainbows and butterflies, are right up my alley. ◈ — queer and trans protagonists, large queer casts! all of my wips feature trans/nonbinary leads, and I'm always looking for more queer writer friends to connect with! ◈ — hope at the end of the tunnel, but hell to get to. I write stories with hopeful endings, with the sun on the horizon, with the promise that something better might now at long last be on the way. I love seeing characters get put through hell, but I love it even more when they make it to the other side. (if you write tragedy though, please know I will still cry on your doorstep if you'll have me) ◈ — corruption arcs, redemption arcs, sometimes both! Deeply nuanced characters with messy attitudes, and even messier actions. I'm just as equally obsessed with cool worldbuilding as I am with character-driven things, and I will yell about ocs all day, and maybe draw them too >:3 ◈ — big, epic, and sweeping worldbuilding! I am a huge fan of delving into the worldbuilding aspect of my wips. I love building magic systems, cultures, geographies, and more. One of my 2024 projects is doing a worldbuilding experiment blog at some point. I am always down to clown over worldbuilding, whether to sound board or just holler together!

There's a lot more I could say here, but this post can only get so long! Σ(っ °Д °;)っ my dms are always open, and I will follow back most of the time! But just to get all of the basics outta the way:

◈—« here's a quick and dirty rundown of how I work! »—◈

➺ I interact and follow from @calamityeden, so if you see that username, it's just me.✌️I am most active on discord, and if we become friends, you're more than welcome to ask to add me there. ➺ I am open to being tagged in writeblr games! Just know that I am not online all the time, and might be slow to respond to them. 🐌 ➺ My ask box and DMs are open, just please be respectful. I love meeting new writers and talking about projects! I am happy to chat and make new friends. You're always welcome! 💌 ➺ This is a strictly 18+ writeblr. Please DNI with me if you are a minor and respect my boundaries.

🪄You can find my core tags here under my writing and my graphics, as well as writer reminders, game train and catharsis. (❁´◡`❁) And now onto the fun part! My 2024 main project line up!

I have my main four listed here that you'll probably hear me yelling about pretty consistently, but I've also got a lot of other projects rattling around in my brain. So if you're ever curious about a project that's not here, feel free to yell at me about it! >:3

Genre: Dark Urban Fantasy Standalone.

Status: First Draft Complete (117k)—Revising for beta round one.

There's a clock tattooed on Nemesis's wrist, and when it reaches midnight on his 21st birthday, it will kill him. It doesn't help that his mom is the one that cursed him, and the demon currently possessing his car ate her before Nemesis could convince her to break the damned thing. Thankfully, Judge came prepared with an alternative: help him break into a mythical living city and steal its heart, and in return, he'll shatter Nemesis's curse for free. Accompanied by a three-headed hellhound, a haunted holy sword, and an excommunicated exorcist, Judge and Nemesis set their sights on an impossible heist. But the closer Nemesis gets to the heart, the more he begins to realize that he isn't the only one under a curse. And if he doesn't find a way to break Judge's soon, his own life will be forfeit as well.

Genre: Space Opera

Status: 2024 zero drafting from scratch

Two hundred years ago, humanity expanded to the stars only to find a cosmos filled with graves. But then their children began displaying the strange ability to commune with the alien ruins scattered across the planets, waking ancient, extrasolar mecha from their sleep, and turned the struggling colonies of space explorers into the fledgling galactic nation of Sol Galatea.  Now, Wren Akane is on the run from the whole galaxy, wanted for the strange alien powers throbbing through his veins. His luck runs out when he accidentally awakens an ancient Relic in the desert of his planet, only to be embedded with the memories of its last pilot and the revelation that the war that littered the cosmos with graves is far from over. But no one believes Wren when he tells them that continuing to wake the Relics will bring the hostile alien empire that destroyed them back to Sol Galatea’s doorstep. Only Wren’s rival pilot, Marek Khalid, seems interested in a word Wren has to say. But Marek doesn’t want to save Sol Galatea. He has big plans for what to do when the aliens arrive, a rebellion to lead, and if Wren isn’t on his side, he’s in his way. With time running out, Wren must soon decide how far he’s willing to go to save the people that never tried to save him—or if Marek is right, and he should let the stars burn instead.

Genre: Adult Romantasy

Status: First Draft (1k/100k)

Once a year, Celestials from all across the Lumina Kingdom gather together for Eventide, the season of courtship, hoping to win the hand of the most eligible star at court. Sirius knows the game they play all too well: by day, he is the forgettable, miserable daughter of the Lumina Family, least of his seven siblings and wanted only for the royal blood running through his veins.  By night, however, Sirius is the Starweaver—the mysterious dressmaker taking the kingdom by storm. Everyone wants to know the identity of the one responsible for elaborate outfits that turn even the quietest Celestial in the room into the star of the show, outshining even Sirius’s luminous sibling, Diana. When the infamous King Beyond Midnight arrives with the intent to wed Diana, Sirius finds his secret in jeopardy when the condition for their hand in marriage is a simple challenge: reveal the Starweaver's true identity. There’s no outsmarting Octavian for long, and soon, Sirius will have to make a choice: give up on his passion and stay hidden forever, or risk everything to stay true to who he really is.

Genre: Second World Urban Fantasy

Status: Outlining

Something changes the day that Nakano Touya returns to the crumbling city of Soma Lux. It starts with voices in the radio static, blurry figures caught on camera, always out of focus. When a monster crawls out of Touya's television screen and eats him, the last thing he expects is to find a strange, shadowy otherworld lurking on the other side. But his biggest problem isn't the monsters of the otherworld that want to eat him, or the talking cat that saved him, now living in his apartment without a care in sight. Soma Lux is experiencing a strange new epidemic—one that Touya is completely unaffected by. But when his half-sister falls comatose, Touya knows he has to get to the bottom of it all to save her—and find out why he's the only one immune. Accompanied by his jaded ex-boyfriend, Touya’s nosy classmates, a part-time fortune teller, and a cantankerous old hag, Touya dives into the murky underbelly of Soma Lux, where the realities have begun to bleed together between his world and the next. 

That's all for now! >:3 Here's to an amazing 2024! (also my actual blog is a mess right now please do not mind it ksjndfskfn)

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I think one of my favorite creative joys is seeing how many different things people can do with the same concept. give ten writers the same starting point, or basic plot, or set of tropes to use and you're still going to get wildly different end results

the details you focus on, the ones you omit, turns of phrase, tone, and framing, the cadence and tempo of the sentences themselves, all the little fingerprints you've left littered across the prose — how you tell the story matters, and your personal voice is what makes it unique

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Find the Word!

I've got a few of these in the proverbial queue lmao. Thank you again @the-down-upside-finch!!!

beginning

     To be born on New Year's Eve was a bad omen. While Crown's Ridge, in the last century, had taken to extravagant celebrations, the holiday was one of repentance. It was traditionally spent in places of worship, with sins and crimes confessed to the Silpa and to loved ones. A release of the past year, the last Cycle, to prepare for the highs and lows of the next one. All that energy was released into the world, and to the unlucky children born on New Year's Eve, all that guilt and grief was put onto their shoulders.      To be born on New Year's Day, however, was a good omen. Born at the beginning of the Cycle, such children were seen to have infinite potential. Genesis was one such child.

right

     He bit his cheek. "Sutton, I… What about the feeling you had earlier? The one you couldn't describe?"      They shrugged. "Just nerves, I guess. Come on, we're close, and this place is huge. You take the left, I'll take the right. We'll meet back here in half an hour."

leg

     Rubbing her eyes, she smiled at him. "I think I might just be better at it than you are."      "Really?" He raised an eyebrow, holding up a card. "What's this one?"      "Six of Clubs," she said with a faux confidence.      He tsked, shaking his head and flipping it around. "King of Spades. But more importantly, who's go-to thought for a random card is the Six of Clubs?"      "Mine," she poked him with her foot, crossing her legs and holding her book in her lap.      "Well, no more cheating. I have to get good at this."

tired

     He smiled back, enjoying the calm, the new leaf turning over. The moonlight made her softer, less tired. The pink Remexo stains still pulsed where they crept up her neck; dried blood was still caked on parts of her neck and chest, interrupting the faint glow of the magic stains, and bringing reality back into their moment.

These are all from books 2 and 3 of aubie!

I shall tag @circuslollipop, @sentfromwolves, @moondust-bard, @stridingwriter, and @chiefwritesbook! (And anyone else who wants in!)

YOUR WORDS ARE: guilt, nerve, random, and faint!

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SOTAL roll-call: Red Wolf

(aka Chief's OC intros)

Age: 21-22 (human equivalent) Pronouns: he/him Sexuality: Bisexual Personality: quiet & reserved, blunt at times, but emotive once you get to know him Role in story: main character/love interest Notable quote: “My duty was to the Crown. As it always has been. As it always will be.”

About: Lord Commander of the Royal Guard. Knight of Kies Tor. Part-time werewolf, full-time simp.

By some luck or fate, Red Wolf was chosen to be the king's squire shortly after arriving in Belanore as a complete nobody, parts of his past hidden even from himself. He quickly proved his prowess with a blade in hand and earned the king's favour - a boon that saw him knighted and immediately appointed as the royal bodyguard on his 17th birthday. With the king's death many years later, he finds himself now serving a new monarch - the crown princess, now queen, a woman for whom he has long harboured unspoken feelings. Though he claims to be a simple nobody from some forgotten corner of Kies Tor, he harbours many secrets, and his mysterious past might catch up to him sooner than he knows.