neil. 25. existing on caffeine alone. yeah, i named myself after neil josten. it's a personal flaw.
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url song tag!
thanks for the tag, @wildswrites! got a lot of weird letters here so we’ll see what i’ve got. tagging; anyone who wants to bc it’s been a while since i’ve been on!
J - jet pack blues by fall out boy O - old gods by emily scott robinson S - symptomatic by peach prc T - the saltwater room by owl city E - epiphany by taylor swift N - nfwmb by hozier W - wilson (expensive mistakes) by fall out boy R - rose-colored boy by paramore I - icarus by bastille T - the 1 by taylor swift E - evermore by taylor swift S - someone new by hozier
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truly my writeblr brand is disappearing for months on end only to return with reblogs about wips i forgot about until i logged in
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Visual representation of writing one (1) scene and then realizing you have no idea what goes next:
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Writblr Introduction
Heyo! I'm Kron/Amanda and this is my first attempt at a Writblr, with the intention of getting me to focus more on my original works, world building and oc's! That being said here's The Details (TM)
Personal Stuff
She/Her, 23, Leo, Queer, main blog is @krondarling
My WIP(S)
(I'm planning on doing WIP introductions for each of these so I'll keep this short)
The Lamont Dissent
Genre: Audio Drama/Supernatural
Plot: Jasper Walsh has dedicated half of his life to investigating the supernatural phenomena native to his hometown of Lamont, and as a result he's managed to make a bit of a name for himself, even if that name is 'local whackjob'. However, to a few he's a trusted source for all your supernatural news, so when Zane a reporter from out of town shows up and starts asking questions the day that news of a corporation looking to build a new facility within Lamont's town limits is announced. Jasper takes it upon himself to dig into this corporation and find out just who exactly this 'reporter' is.
LORE
Genre: Audio Drama/Supernatural
Plot: Technically the prequel to The Lamont Dissent, LORE follows the story of Valarie Ruan, Miles Durant, Victor Reyes and Danielle Reyes as they uncover the ruins of a mysterious and abandoned underground facility out in the woods of Lamont. The deeper they go into the facility the weirder everything gets and the more sure they are that their not alone in the depths of the facility.
#misc: others.#welcome to the scene!#would love to be on the tag list for both of these when you do your intros!
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what do you mean i didn’t reach out i literally thought about you
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do you ever read way too much into something and get your feelings hurt and it’s like for the love of god are we really doing this again
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when people ask me if I’m okay: no bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i get prettier every time a man disappoints me
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oops! tripped and fell and started craving romance
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reminder: stop seeking validation
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a guy on the train just finished his book and started a new one immediately i think that is the sexiest thing i’ve ever seen
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Last Line Tag
tagged by @emelkae ty
Having a tough time w Bad Influences rn so here’s some short story stuff I tested with:
Dust licked around my boots and puffed up after my running feet. Each breath tasted like dirt and my lungs were beginning to burn but I couldn’t stop. Brittle shrubs tugged futilely at my trousers, barely enough for me to feel the, there. The fence was drawing closer and closer; the large greyish hound waiting by it stopped pacing with ears raised in my direction. The wind began picking up behind me and whipped at my choppy hair.As I skidded along the bare ground and thwacked into the wire fence, an aching pain throbbed up from my left wrist. I ignored it and dropped to my hands and knees and drag myself across the ground and under the fence, the hound following a moment after I got through to the other side. My wrist still ached dully, the wind growing more and more but I stopped where I was and doubled over to catch my breath. After a moment I glance back at the miniature sandstorm growing where I was running moments earlier, a small shadow twisting in the center. The sandstorm didn’t move. More wind picked up more sand and the dome grew out and tugged at my baggy clothes but it didn’t grow.
Im gonna tag a bunch of ppl in my notifs so dont feel obligated :) @calicojackofficial @faelanvance @jezifster @lexwritesgayshit @morphaeus @valpur @crtalley @magic-is-something-we-create
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It’s Tuesday, which means it’s tbtt (truth be told tuesday). Feel free to stop by my asks with a writing-process related question, and I’ll send you one back ^^
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Larkspur (Delphinium sp.) in bloom
© riverwindphotography, July 2021
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