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I was thinking....

are there mermaids in ACOTAR? I was just rewatching H2O with my little cousin and I just fell in love with the idea of a mermaid on land all over again. I wanna use the 'water-makes-you-grow-a-tail' thing and like Azriel x Mermaid OC

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I use em dashes a lot. Assuming that writers who use em dashes use AI-generated content is ridiculous and so unfair!

"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH

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I found an old poetry journal of mine and reading it made me teary eyed 🥹

the question is tho should I start posting them?

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SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE HATERSS

a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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This is WAYYY too real. i have four chapters partially written because my brain wanted to 'skip to the good part.' And then the ending scene... not even a chapter, just a scene. I cried just thinking about the angst I was going to ad. But my story remains unwritten☹️↔️

Me: wanting to write a book

Also me: doing literally everything related to the story except actually writing

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hi!!

Reading/Writing

Rabbits!

Singing

I already know I'm gonna get hated for this... Math.

Eating

@doodletrash @janeshadow @cornsnakes-r-cute

You can now list five things that make you happy, as well as send an ask into the inbox of the last ten people who reblogged from you, asking them to do the same!!!

ooo

my adopted online moots/tumblr chilred

mcr

fall out boy

reading/writing fanfiction

my platonic husband!! he is veru skibbiddi

um im lazy so im just gonna tag 10 mutuals

@ashishere0w0 @pinkponyboyxo @demolition-widow @stubbby @fawn-fur @radiowave-slushie @scarecrowwannabe @as-intimidating-as-a-butterfly @queerjarreadyforwar @bugsummoning

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ahshfjdpsjk, so purple is my favourite colour, and I do love converses. Biology is my favourite subject, but physics is the bane of my existence so I’m not sure about science as a whole. The rest… aren’t quite so true. Although I have always wanted to crochet, and I feel like I should take this as my sign to learn!!

I got a few right, let's go!

I've always wanted to crochet as well but someone once told me I didn't have the right fingers for crocheting 😒

like ma'am tf you mean

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heyy

ok @rayne143 so I think that your favorite color is either sage green or a dark purple. You like to crochet and journal. For some reason, I feel like you wear really cute cardigans with baggy jeans. You love converses(who doesn't). Your favorite subject is science. You're an artist.

LMAO did i get any of em?

@doodletrash , @illyrianbitch , @tenebris-writes ask away! I wanna see what people think 😏

Reblog this post to ask mutuals to tell you their weirdest theory about u

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Amren is that you 🤨

"So what's your favorite drink?"

"The blood of my enemies."

"Aww, that's ni-"

"No, I'm serious."

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My story is currently a WIP (not posted yet), but if I had to pick I would choose the following three songs: 1. Electric Love by BØRNS- this is because my main character is a very lively person; everyone who meets her is basically drawn in because of how dedicated and kind she is. And this song kind of represents the silent longing both characters go through💔

2. I Found by Amber Run- this song is lyrically very relevant to the story, especially about getting tangled in unexpected situations.

3. Like Real People Do by Hozier- This is all about a new start. Starting over, gently, which is what she has to do. Rebuilding her life brick by brick, surrounded by people who know her, but she doesn't know them.

Writeblrs, I’m curious!!

If you had to pick a song to fit the atmosphere or story of any of your original works / fanfics / whatever, what song would you pick?

Mine would be:

The Twelve Blessings = Take Me Back To Eden by Sleep Token. All of the lyrics - especially the chorus - remind me of it for some reason.

The Twelve Curses = Twin Skeletons by Fall Out Boy. This is more about vibes than lyrics, there’s something just beautifully haunting about how it is performed. I think it fits really well, even though I can’t explain why.

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guys this is my kind of person <3

Something like an intro post 🌿✒

Hello, welcome to my blog traveller. My name is Tenebris and there's some info to get know about me:

Who I am: teenage writer/poet with lots of wierd hobbies, I'm currently working on my book

I like: reading, writing, zoning out, nature, anything creative and whimsical, the colour green, gothic atmosphere, metal music (melodic death is my favourite), hoarding, DRAGONS!!! (this is very important), astronomy/astrology...

I'll be posting: my poems, infodumping about my story and ocs, funny moments from my writer's life, about books in general and definitely a lot of random stuff

Random facts about me: english isn't my first language (therefore please exuse my mistakes), I have a collection of plant poisons, I'm really into fantasy stuff, I can read runes and tarot, I loooove chocolate

I'm pretty much trying to find my kind of people, so yeah, that's it...

BONUS: Some of my favourite:

Books:

Lord of the rings

The Witcher

Dune

Six of crows

Percy Jackson

Bands:

Arch enemy

Rammstein

Eluveite

Children of Bodom

Korpiklaani

Films/series (I don't watch them very often):

HTTYD

LotR (of course)

The Craft

The fifth element

The Addams family

I quess that's it. Thanks for stepping by! 😊

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also add dream, movies u watched, book u read

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YESS I LOVE AZRIEL AND GWYN

just sitting here realizing that azriel will be the only bat boy that wasn’t an absolute asshole to his mate at some point

where rhys twisted feyre’s broken arm and coerced her into a deal that she didn’t want and cass treated nesta like garbage, azriel looks at gwyn with silent encouragement, gives her private dagger handling lessons, believes in her strength, is charmed by her irreverence, and is calmed by her presence

you can’t convince me that they won’t be the best couple in all of acotar

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With a sickening lurch and crack of my spine, the spell started to take hold. We swapped places, and pain exploded everywhere. I feel my throat go raw as my screams transcend dimensions, warping my voice into something guttural and otherworldly.

My bones elongated, snapped, my muscles tore and reformed. Fur erupted across my skin, growing thicker with each second of utter agony. My fingers and hands became sharp claws, and my face morphed into a permanent sneer that left my tongue dangling from my mouth.

I looked terrifying. Pathetic. Monstrous.

"Poor, weak human,"

My head snaps up, startled by the sound of my own voice. I open my mouth to speak, but a growl escapes in its place.

"Let me see how you enjoy the hunt. The endless hunger." It smiled wide, revealing sharp fangs behind my lips. Mine. That face was mine.

Its words were meant to be a threat, a last warning of what is about to come. But I feel myself slowly start to smile— rough, jagged, and free.

I lick my sharp new teeth with my long new tongue, and I realize. I became the moster, and that monster became me.

It turns around, walking straight into my life.

And I ran.

I ran away from everything I once called mine, from all that has ever held me back. All that I have ever known.

On these new limbs, too long and too strong, I carried myself out of the city and deep into the forest. The cool air of the early morning was fresh and clean, and it whooshed in and out of my lungs with every powerful breath. I've never felt so commanding.

Birds fly far away when they hear the sound of my heavy footsteps. Bears turn the other way, not paying me any mind. There were no people out here, no one to tell me how I should live my life.

I slept soundly each night, listening to the wilderness chirp and chatter. With my heightened senses, I can hear the twinkling of the stars, and the booming of rain clouds up in the sky. I hear the murmuring whispers of rodents, scuttering about in the dead of the night.

I was in bliss. Pure, undiluted bliss, and I did not want to change that.

Three days later, I watched from the shadows as the monster walked down the street in my form. It twitched at every car horn or at any time a person laughed too loudly. It hadn't slept. It couldn't have slept, even if it tried. Not when my body avoided sleep like the plague, carrying insomnia as if it were a right given by the Gods.

I laugh in my mind, not wanting to draw attention by gurgling.

Every math equation, each missing assignment sat in a large pile that weighed down its shoulders, making it drag its feet through the daily unfortunate course of events I called my life.

It wasn't used to fake smiles and a crazy workload. The sheer and utter lack of control.

It tried to feed on someone once.

But my body is and has always been weak; Not strong enough to lift a chair, let alone kill someone.

Naturally, it resorted to the only other thing it knew to do. It yelled, complained, and threatened people, but no one paid it any mind. Just like they hadn't for me.

But academics and social life weren't the only things it struggled with. My apartment had become a mess, no less dirty than a pig's sty. Dirty clothes and clean clothes lay mixed on the floor, which was stained from muddy shoes.

The bed sat unmade, papers thrown all over my desk. Posters were ripped down, tossed, and the wall was lined with bloody scratches.

The kitchen wasn't something it was familiar with, either. That too, became insanely messy, and eventually the monster stopped eating. It didn't know what to eat, and so it went hungry, starved from the lack of raw meat and bones.

Barely over a week, it came to find me. Panting and desperate, it stood before me with shaking legs.

I was under the cool shadow of a tree, resting after a successful hunt. The fur around my mouth was crusted in blood—rabbit, not human. Even as this hideous monster, I was more in control than it had ever been.

"Let us swap back," it pleaded. "Please!"

I let myself laugh then, the loud gurgling echoing in the space around us. "Why?" My voice was inhumane, barely more than a growl.

"Look at you! You're hideous!" it shrieked, alarmed, and the vulnerability on its face filled my heart with glee.

Was that what I had looked like, begging my teachers for an extra day? Apologizing for mistakes that were never mine?

"I'm free," I corrected, leaning my back against the trunk. I looked down at my small frame, shaking my head in pity. "Are you breaking already? I kind of like it here."

Its eyes widened. "But you're cursed!"

"For someone so small and so weak, you sure demand a lot."

"Please."

I laugh loudly again. "It's just meat and instinct out here. And my instincts say no."

Backing out of the clearing, I never stop smiling.

Why return to that cage when I've just grown my claws?

A monster forcefully switches places with you. You become a horrible creature, and the monster assumes your form. Unfortunately for the monster, your life absolutely sucks—and you have no intention of swapping back.

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imma start posting small drabbles of any little idea I have because the lack of motivation to write a full story is not even funny anymore

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welcome

previously @bookworm3000 T. she/her. student. my only two sides are unhinged yapping or total radio silence.

📖 Masterlist (to be updated!)

--i'm afraid i haven't actually written post-worthy content yet😐

📩 Requests & Asks Always open, baby! Give me prompts, unhinged ideas, or even just vibes ✨

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previously @bookworm3000

I'm T(or tea, tee, anything of the sort. I'm not picky!) I was never too active on my Tumblr, but I want to start writing again. This is a fresh start, with a name that my middle school self didn't create.

I write short stories, poems, and sometimes things that you may question my sanity for 😬. I write for a lot of different fandoms, but my fave rn is ACOTAR 🤍

~T