#writing for wellbeing

[akanemnon]

Shouldn't there be a minotaur in the labyrinth? Who put this goat here? This is not accurate to the mythology! /j

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[yes-lukewinter]

“the pen becomes a sort of blind-man’s dog, to keep [a writer who is writing for their own wellbeing] from falling into the gutters”

-Henry Adams quoted in The Alphabetization of the Popular Mind by Ivan Illich and Barry Sanders, p.82.

[petitprance]

Story Wagon tours to help writing and storytelling happen in public spaces.

[honey-bird10]

MAN I WAS ALREADY NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME MAKING THIS BUT THEN I NEEDED TO CHANGE SOMETHING AND THIS PROMPT CAME UP WHEN I TRIED TO SAVE IT YOU KNOW WHAT I THINK I'll JUST DIE

HERE IT IS WITHOUT THE PROMPT IF ANYONE CARES

[sk-lumen]

Setting boundaries is like a muscle. The more you do it, the more effortless it becomes, and the more empowering it feels.

[rationaliity]

dr ratio vs. the genius society | an analysis

this'll also be a comparison between ruan mei and dr. ratio so warning for that one too, just in case.

i saw this post by @chronical-lover

and firstly, i just want to say thank you, especially about mentioning how aeons don't care about humans because youre so right. i wanna expand a little bit on the comparison between his character and the genius' that we've met this far.

ratio ultimately failed to be recognized not because he wasn't smart enough, but because he was too human. he's human first, scientist second. he'll always be human first, he doesn't have it in him to act without emotions no matter how much he wants logic to dictate his every move. his entire character is that he believes every one has a human right to be alive, to learn and to grow. he's there to guide them, not necessarily in the nicest way, but still.

i think contrasting him with ruan mei in the story quest was a perfect idea. when you meet ruan mei, she's kind. she makes the trailblazer feel comfortable, even for just a little bit. she offers companionship, tea, and a conversation. but she does not care about the trailblazer or her creations, something painfully obvious in her actions. when the trailblazer was facing up against ruan mei's failed attempt to make a replica of the emanator of propagation, ruan mei was no where to be found. but you know who was, just in case he had to step in ? veritas ratio. even though both knew that the replica wasn't likely to hurt the trailblazer, ratio was there.

" since you're here, i won't intercede. but should you fail, i will be forced to prevent some avoidable misfortunes "

( i hate this man so much )

but he was there. he witnessed the fight, and once the threat was over, it was time to get going ( his words, not mine ). he was there to witness you fight, and should he had needed to, he would've stepped in to prevent us from any actual danger. however, when we approach ruan mei after the fight, and we look reasonably upset from her, we don't get an actual apology. she says she regrets her actions, but her words aren't actually about putting us in danger. she was upset that her experiment fell short, that she had made another predictable outcome.

" you look.. upset, correct ? i regret my actions. there's no defending what i've done. time and again, my experiments have fallen short, and they've always yielded predictable results. i made a clone but it.. doesn't hold a candle to the emanator. "

she did say that she would be there if the danger proved to be too great, but she was not. veritas, however, was. both of them said that they would step in if needed, but only one of them was actually in a position to do so. only one of them took preventative measures to make sure that you were safe from harm. and that is not the genius ruan mei, no matter what her words say.

ruan mei has a flowery way of speaking. not to say that she necessarily minces her words, she's upfront about a lot of things. but she lures the trailblazer into a false sense of security. she's introspective, and questions her own actions a lot. but she's never apologetic about the way that her actions put other people in danger, just that they don't yield the results she wants.

ratio, however, is curt. we meet him originally as a brooding, mysterious figure. he's mean, he doesn't use a lot of words to get his point across. he says what he means, and he's a fan of effective communication. he doesn't have to worry about himself, he knows who he is and how is actions affect himself and the people around him, and that leads to people assuming that he's egotistical ( which he might be , a little bit. as a treat ) but the reality is that ratio cares more about the people around him that he'll ever let on.

and that's where he fails. that's the fundamental difference between him and those within the genius society. ruan mei, herta, screwllum, and the other geniuses do not care about anything other than results. and yet ratio is kind. he's inherently kind, his actions are all for other people. he's saved a dozen worlds with his inventions. he's a scholar within the intelligentsia guild, and a doctor saving his patient's lives every single day. he wants to guide people from the shadows towards the right answer, he wants to make them use their brains and think.

he does not act without considering other people. he can't be a genius first, and a human second. and that's where he fails to gain nous' recognition. it's not that he's not not intelligent enough to be a genius, it's that even in his pursuit of knowledge, he has not forgone his humanity.

and perhaps, in nous' eyes, that's the difference between the mediocre and the genius. to erase every part of you, your emotions, your empathy, your humanity, in the pursuit of knowledge is what separates a genius from the masses. not having those barriers allows you to really dig deep into subjects that would otherwise be considered taboo or dangerous, because you don't care about how the outcome affects people as long as you can study it. as long as you can get answers out of what you're studying, it doesn't really matter what the test subjects are feeling.

ratio is too human, too caring, to ever be considered a genius in nous' eyes.

[ediesguidetoeverything]

digital detox - what you can do in your free time!

stop your phone addiction!! healthy and productive things/new hobbies you should start in 2025!

read 30+ minutes every day - reading improves your vocabulary so much and is a great alternative for entertainment. make a goal for the amount of books you want to read a year. i can put a link to book some recs here !

2. work out regularly - my favorite thing is to go on runs early in the morning. this is proven to boost dopamine levels and increase productivity in other areas of your life, including work and school. if you don't like running, I suggest going to the gym and getting a feel for what suits you and your needs best! if any suggestions/workout plans are needed, i can link them here.

3. journal - this is a really good habit to build, and is something you can make a consistent routine of doing, which will improve your moods and get out the goods and bags of each day. the key to journaling is that you don't always have to be interesting, but you should always be honest, its only for you to read!

4. yoga - this can technically fall into the working out category, but i tend to do yoga less for energy and more to destress, relax my body, or set focused intentions for my day. yoga is a great thing to do in groups and can allow you to meet new people!

5. spend time with friends - the human brain needs social interaction to going moving..people love people! you can make plans to spend time with friends and family in non-screen environments, and this can seriously improve your mood!

6. make art - this can be in the form of literally anything you want, and thats the best part. if you're in high school or live near a community theater, go join! if you like to make physical art pieces, try out painting, sketching, or working with clay. you could even try writing for fun, on any topic you could think of. having a creative outlet is important for personal growth and just makes you more interesting in general. cool points!!

7. learn to cook - cooking is such a necessary skill to learn, and why not start now? finding new recipes, improving skills, and the most fun, getting to make whatever you want, are all awesome benefits to cooking for yourself. and you do not need to be a total chef the second you start, i am certainly not, but it can be loads of fun to simply prepare food for others and yourself to enjoy!

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remember that while social media is perfectly okay and normal in moderation, too much of it can lead to poor mental health, addiction, decreased productivity, and unnecessary stressors in life. you can start limiting screen time now by starting some of these hobbies or whatever you find enjoyable!!

[baejax-the-great]

If I were a writer at a big game company working on a sequel to a beloved series and the higher ups kept telling me to make the game shittier and kept sending my work back to me to be dumbed down even further somehow, and then once most of the writing was done they laid me and my coworkers off illegally without severance, I'd probably gleefully watch as people trashed the shitty game that shipped.

[patchworkcuddlebug]

Little Lullaby

A Winding Lullaby story.

The witch sets her tool aside with a huff, wiping her face with her hand. That was the last touch the doll needed. She leans forward on her desk, hovering over the inanimate toy that lays limp on her work desk. She placed her finger on the doll's face, small enough to be encompassed entirely by her fingerprint. She closes her eyes and focuses, channelling just enough magic to animate it, but not enough to overwhelm and destroy the toy.

With conviction and willpower from lifetimes of experience, the witch remains calm and focused and the magic starts to flow. She can feel it, the doll an extension of herself, slowly becoming.

Like waking up from a nap, the doll opens its eyes.

"Hello? Is it you, can you hear me?

The doll looked up. "Miss! Very big!"

The witch leaned back in her chair and exhaled. "You work. That's good, at least. Now..." The witch's disposition changes from exasperated relief to a deadly seriousness. "Do you remember anything? What's your name, what happened?

The doll put a finger on its chin. "Hmm… Lullaby. Fell, and... broken. Miss helped!"

"Oh, it is you!" The witch scooped the doll off of her desk with two hands, cradling it with her palms. She pressed it against her cheek, snuggling it close. "Oh, I missed you so much! I've been so lonely without you!"

Lullaby hugs back, pressing both arms against her Miss's cheeks. "Happy, Miss…"

it raised its head up, curious as a realization slowly dawns. "Lonely?"

"Oh... here, let me show you." The witch picks up her doll, swivelling around in her work chair to show it... itself. There laid Lullaby, face down just where it first unwound, with the plating of its back removed and its inner workings exposed. Many pieces are missing, including its core.

"Fixing you is taking just a little longer than I thought it would." The witch's tone is caring and compassionate, careful not to lose her grip as the doll in her hands leans for a closer look. "I started thinking about talking to you again, and then I started looking into auxiliary core use in my off time, and... well, here you are, Little Lullaby."

The doll peered over the witch's fingers, gawking at its large body. "Weird..." it says to itself. Its eyes are drawn to the empty space where its core should be. "Miss? Core?"

"It's right here, sweetheart." The witch turns again, careful to swivel slowly enough not to rattle to poor thing. She gently sets Little Lullaby down onto the desk it was made on, where it sits on the spine of a closed book. The witch retrieves a small golden chest, which she opens and tilts forward just enough to show her doll what keeps it as close to alive as a doll can be.

Little Lullaby looked on in awe, slowly approaching the box. It places its hands on the rim, standing on its tip-toes to peer inside. It feels just a little uneasy, overwhelmed by the sheer mass of its inner workings, and seeing it outside of itself for the first time.

It takes a second to be still, enjoying the ticking as the key embedded on top slowly turned in a familiar rhythm. Tick, tick, tick...

. . . . .

"Miss!" The doll was stirred from its stillness as its witch entered the workshop.

"Little Lullaby!" The witch playfully chimed back as she took her seat. "Sorry I was gone so long, it took a while to find the right gear I needed."

"Okay Miss. Here now!" The doll beamed, swaying from side to side and kicking its feet over the edge of the desk. "Sorry this can't help. Small and close..." it looks back at its box, pouting just a little.

"Don't apologize, the proximity requirement isn't your fault." The doll looked pensive as it spoke, trying to process its witch's words before she used a single single to pet its hair. "Plus, there's still a little something that you can help with~"

"Help!" Little Lullaby eagerly sprang to its feet. "Thanks Miss! Please!"

The witch reached into her bag, setting toy after toy onto the table. A 3D maze with a metal ball trapped in a plastic shell, a wooden sculpture made of many interlocking parts, and an empty wooden frame with a set of tetraminos meant to fit inside in a certain way.

The doll was already enamoured, first drawn to the maze. It picked it up with both hands, flipping it onto its sides and watching how the ball moves inside. "Those puzzles are a little too tricky for me. Could you be a doll and solve them?"

"Yes! Yes Miss, yes! Thanks Miss!" the doll's voice was ecstatic, turning its attention away from its tasks just long enough to thank its Miss before getting to work.

The witch smiled with pride, before turning back to Lullaby and getting to work.

. . . . .

Little Lullaby resisted the urge to flinch as the dollop of hot glue landed on its back.

"There. Remember, you'll have to be still for a moment while the glue settles, but after that you'll be just like you were normal sized."

The pocket-doll began to kick its feet in excitement, still careful to keep itself still. Norae was careful to match, holding her breath to steady her hand as she lowered the key into place. Like a kiss, it gently presses down, perfectly replicating its placement on the doll's proper body.

"Did you know keys are a symbol of Hecate?" She said with a casual tone as she pulled her hand away, letting the decorative key harden into place. It was the handle of an old metal key for a lock that had long been discarded. It had been cut perfectly to fit the mini-doll's back, with a perfectly rehearsed cleaving spell. "It's a sign that all is possible for magic; to a mistress, nothing shall be locked away."

The doll slowly pushed itself up from its prone position. As it sat up, politely letting its hands rest on its lap, a smile spreads across its face. It gently, experimentally, let its body sway to one side, holding itself in place for only a moment. Then, just a bit faster, it swayed the other way. It beamed, giggling and kicking its feet in time with its movements. "Eheheh, Miss! Miss, key! Miss!!"

Norae couldn't help but smile as she watched her doll sway with delight. "Remember, don't try to turn it. You'll have your real key back soon enough."

Keeping her smile, she turned around to face the ever-still body she's been tending to. Its core was already back where it should be. Now all that remained was hooking up the clockwork system to spin in time with it, and... keeping Little Lullaby happy, of course.

. . . . .

With a deep exhale, the witch pulled herself away from Lullaby. For just a moment, she rested, proud of her work.

She slowly swivelled around, greeting Little Lullaby with a smile. "Guess who's about to be big again!"

The toy looked away from its puzzle, intuitively stopping just before its turning around would've caused its key to smack against the structure. Its face slowly lit up as it processed its miss's words, breaking into a smile as it gasped. "This one? This one?!"

"That one!" Norae held out her hands invitingly, and he doll quickly scrambled on. Carefully, she swivelled around, showing off the fully repaired key sticking out from Lullaby's proper body. "All we have to do is wind you back up, and you'll be yourself again. Would you like to watch?"

The little doll could barely keep its grip on Norae's fingers as it bounced on its heels. "Wind! Please, Miss, key!"

"Yes, of course." The witch take on a gentle and encouraging tone, only barely hiding her excitement. "Watch carefully, now~" she says almost boastfully as she leans forward, turning the key around and around with both arms. After more rotations than Little Lullaby can count, although that isn't saying much, there's a delicate click of resistance as the key is fully wound.

Norae leans back, watching with rapt attention as the key begins to turn. Slowly, Lullaby's body raised its head. It blinked slowly, looking as if it could pass back out at any moment. "Mn, is... is this one big, Miss?"

Little Lullaby lazily plopped its body down on Miss's lap, speaking nearly in unison with its other self as it followed its gaze to look until both looked at the witch. "Big... Miss?"

All it took was a single double-take for such a well-trained witch to understand. "Oh! Your core is split between two bodies my apologies." She returns her hands to her lap, which begin to faintly glow. "Allow me, this will only-"

Lullaby quickly propped itself up on its elbows. "Please, wait!" Little Lullaby held its arms out, waving them for attention. "Wait!"

Norae paused, retracting her arms before they could even begin to glow. She looked between the dolls, unsure which to give her full attention.

The doll's gazes started to drift downward, away from Norae's face, until they stared at each other. For a moment, that's all they did.

Lullaby reached its arm out, palm outstretched. Little Lullaby stood itself up and walked forward on its Miss's lap, until it stepped onto its bigger self's fingers. It steadied itself in that hand, careful as it was slowly pulled closer to its face, Lullaby's face.

"This one would like to be little... for just a bit longer, Miss." "Please, Miss, little longer..."

A quiet, endeared gasp fell from Norae's mouth as it saw Lullaby tend to its other body so carefully. "Oh, of course, take as much time as you'd like."

As it spoke, Little Lullaby was held in both of Lullaby's hands, pulled in tight to its chest, just over its core.

"Thank you very much, Miss." "Thanks, Miss..."

[aweina]

Pookie oral fixation w mikey!!!!(reader has an oral fixation and just wants his cock and fingers in her mouth)

ᰔ. creamsicle : mike schmidt — nsfw under the cut !! + ft. dumbification

omg the way mike would indulge in your little obsession with having your mouth filled.

you guys would just be chilling on the couch, the same old channels blare through the muffled speakers, his fingers warmed by the heat of your tongue — dribble of sweet saliva spilling from the corners of your mouth, suckling and twirling your tongue while he idly clicks the remote like this was something normal.

mike would even scissor your mouth, catching your kitten licks between his fingers while tugging on the wet muscle gently, chuckling at your lack of protest. a dumb haze clouded your mind every time he would shove his fingers down your little throat. each sputtering gag and deep adjusting inhale gets mike hard — reminding him of how he would use your trained throat with his cock.

that’s when his pants pool around his ankles, with you immediately scrambling over his bare thighs — the sight of his swollen cock making you drool uncontrollably. you always seem to make a slobbering mess all over your flushed face and his exposed skin. coating your warm honeyed saliva between his legs, adorned with your muffled gurgling and loud suckling — your soft tongue twirling around his tip like it leaked addicting nectar, just how mike liked it.

his own little noises fall off his lips as well, sugar-coated praises sounded so hushed from his endless whimpers and groans. dribble of his own drool run down his chin, completely mind fucked from your scorching mouth. he doesn’t need to guide your head, you do it all yourself. with his hands tightly gripping on the cushions, mike looks down with hazy eyes to see you bob your head so fluently, gently petting his bare thighs to ease his quivering knees — the built-up pleasure becoming too overwhelming for mike to bear.

when his heavy load coats your mouth, you immediately suckle onto his reddened head like more of his cream-like come could ooze out — the tip of your cute little tongue profusely licking over your molars to scoop for more of his taste. the bitter salty flavor was sugary sweet on your taste buds. the way it goes down your throat gave you a warm euphoric feeling. the quake of his thighs never seems to stop even after his peak, the low grunts and sweet nothings playing like a broken record.

you look so proud too, the lewd mixture of his pearly seed and your thin saliva spread all over your cheeks and chin, topped with a cute smile. mike simply rewards you with his thumb, your used mouth chasing the digit with a darting tongue — the scrape of your teeth pinching his skin from your fastened suckling. he makes sure to sprinkle in some praises too, softly petting your chin with his longer fingers.

mike never fails to be impressed by your oral fixation because he knows this will happen the next day but in a different scenario. it could be when he comes back from a dreadful shift or when he wakes up, rubbing his tired eyes in the quiet mornings to see weird ruffling under his bed sheets — only to find you desperately tugging at his waistband with your plush cheeks rubbing against his morning wood. hell, you even tug at his calloused hands when he’s getting ready for work, peppering kisses on his palm — taking his fingertips with short little sucks before you slowly run your soft tongue over his rough skin whilst you push it past your balmy lips.

you could say it was a problem to have a brain rotting obsession like an oral fixation, but mike was an enabler. he’ll gladly fill your mouth, as long as you chase him with your pretty little tongue or desperately tug at his hands and waistband — there’s nothing like a fixation so sickly beautiful.

[virgoitgirl-blog]

me girl blogging

[the-golden-comet]

This goes without saying, but I hope that everyone is taking care of themselves. (To be clear, everything is well with me—life’s just been busy as per usual).

In times of uncertainty, hold on to the connections you make, and the activities you enjoy. Tether yourself to life and get some sunshine. Go on a walk if you’re able to—appreciate nature. There will be harder days, but there will be happier ones, too.

Go back to your former hobbies, and recall the feelings of the first time you did it. Where were you? What was it like? What inspires you? Do something kind for yourself, even if the world doesn’t treat you as kindly. Be cordial with others, but treat yourself with kindness even if it means setting firm boundaries for your own health. You owe it to yourself to give your brain the best.

Optimism? You fucking bet. We only have one life to live, so we might as well make the most of it to the best of our capabilities. Take care of yourselves, and your communities.

[shininglightmentalhealthevent]

Welcome to the Shining Light Writing Event!

!Sign-up link!

Schedule and other details / explanation below (Note: This is not for any specific fandom, but writing about a fandom is allowed (hence tags))

!! Warning: This event / blog talks about, references, and deals with many sensitive mental health topics, which may be triggering to some people. Interact at your own risk. Any issues that arise from this point on are on you !!

What is this event? This is an online writing event focused on different types of mental health issues/illnesses/conditions, and how styles of writing can be used to help improve & bring awareness to them!

Who can sign up, & what are you looking for? There will not be applications, instead there are open sign ups that will close once an undecided number of people have filled it out. Anyone who is 16 or older and who writes in any style is welcome to join! Poetry, short story, anything. The word range for a typical style writing piece is 300 to 3,000 words. You can focus on an original character, fandom character, or real person in your life.

When are things happening? The Discord server will open at the end of February, and a PDF of the compiled works will be released Mid-May. See the schedule graphic above for more dates, and the schedule channel in the Discord has even more specific info.

Where is it being held? There is a Discord server, the link to which will be shared in an email.

Who is running it? @th3-dark-abyss is the head mod and organizer of this event! There is a team of five other mods helping, who will be credited as well.

Why is this event a thing anyway? Abyss (that's me) is working on their Girl Scout Gold Award! It's the highest award that a scout their age can earn; it requires 80+ service hours towards a project of their choosing that has a lasting, positive impact on a community. There have been a few hurdles, but I'm pushing through and I'd really love if you applied and/or shared the posts wherever you can!

Some Rules / Guidelines ~ We will be dealing with many sensitive topics that are very real issues. Please be kind and considerate. ~ Participating in this event is for over 16 years old only. If you are younger than 16, your sign up will be deleted immediately. (Under 16s feel free to reblog and interact though, at your own risk.) ~ Discrimination or hate of any kind will not be tolerated. ~ The point of this is to spread awareness through writing, to show how creative writing can help improve mental health and well-being, and to convey different people's unique experiences. It is not to stereotype, villainize, or put issues in boxes. ~ Do not make assumptions or state things as facts when they are not. ~ Do not discount others and their experiences just because you aren't familiar. ~ The askbox is open if you have any other questions or comments!

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If you are having a mental health crisis and need help, contact 988 (National Mental Health Hotline). Here is a website with some help hotlines if you need to reach out for help. (I am in the US, so this is likely for my area. If this doesn't have one, let me know and I will help you find a line for your area.)

You are not alone ❤️

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Keep your eyes out for the sign-up form, and please enjoy!!

[inmyglowupera]

Write yourself a letter.

Write a Letter to Your Future Self

Whenever I go on a trip, I like to send postcard to my family and friends and since 2022, I got into the habit of sending postcard to myself. They make for singularly special mementos, offering a chance for introspection and alignment with your present and future.

(Bonus: they are such a nice creative outlet too! I love choosing pretty stationary, matching the proper wax seal, adding flowers that I dried in books I carried during my trip and tying them in pretty ribbons.)

As we entered a new year, a letter to your future self is a powerful way to reflect on who you are now, set intentions, and connect with the person you want to become. Here’s how to get started:

1. Reflect on the Present: Share your current challenges, achievements, and what you’re most proud of. Capture this moment in your life—your habits, interests, and hopes.

2. Set Goals and Dreams: Write about where you want to be in the future—your personal growth, career, health, and relationships.

3. Encourage Yourself: Include words of motivation and kindness for future you, reminding them of your resilience and values.

4. Ask Questions: What do you want to know about your future self? Did you achieve your goals? Are you proud of the person you’ve become?

5. Visualize the Future You: Picture the person you want to be in 2026. What does their life look like? Write this as if you’re observing them, channeling their strength and habits into your life now.

This practice isn’t just for the future—it’s a tool to guide your actions today and align with the life you dream of. You can even write yourself monthly or quarterly so when you reread yourself at the end of the year, you see how you progress and how your thoughts changed.

What would you tell the future version of yourself? 💌

[honeytonedhottie]

self care assessment⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🫧

for when u wanna make sure that ur filling ur own cup before ur filling others ✨ treat this like a checklist and check off what u are doing and circle what you haven't been doing. this will help u to recognize patterns like what aspects of self care you tend to diligently and what aspects u tend to ignore.

PHYSICAL

eats regularly (breakfast, lunch and dinner)

exercises

gets enough sleep

take time off when ur sick

medical care when needed

EMOTIONAL

allow myself to cry

spend time with people who's company i enjoy

identify/seek out comforting spaces/people

an outlet of self expression

PSYCHOLOGICAL

take time away from technology and the internet

minimizing stress

saying no to extra responsibilities that yk u can't handle

saying my affirmations

SPIRITUALLY

devoting enough time and attention to your religion

make time for reflection

identify your morals

make time for prayer

meditate

contribute to a cause that i believe in

RELATIONSHIPS

scheduling dates with my significant other

call and check in on my relatives

have deep conversations with ur close friends

make time for my friends

[alvinjrsgun]

adrenaline junkie spiderman lottie x 'this is how I let go!! (stealing)' blackcat jackie. black jack. hahaha. you agree