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i have been un shadowbanned! if you only followed me here, normal operations will be resuming over on @space-writes but i'll be keeping this blog just in case. you know. it happens again

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The American Panic(tm) is omnipresent but I've been coping lately by 1) painting miniatures and 2) writing pure fluffy gay nonsense like this.

✨ WIP intro

🔖 tag list: @winterandwords // @revenantlore // @space-writes // @indecentpause // @words-after-midnight // @foxboyclit // comment to be added or removed!

📝 all posts from WIP: gay crime bdsm story

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Find the Word Tag

Thanks for the tag @ahordeofwasps!

My words are none, nowhere, never, and neat!

Here are some snippets from the Magician and Ms. Psychic. I think it's interesting that all these words happened to be from scenes with the mayor. I love his dynamic with April, so I'm more than happy with the excuse to share some of it here with y'all.

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“Magician.” The mayor drew in a shaky breath, and he spared a sideways glance in my direction. “You… you don’t really want to kill—” “Mind your own damn business, Tommy.” I interrupted him with a sharp glare. “But Ms. Psychic—” “Zip it!” I stomped my foot. “Last I checked, she was my nemesis. What happens between us is none of your business.”

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“Would you care to explain these?” I pointed at the ground. Tommy frown down at the spikes. “What about them?” “Your council approved of this shit.” I nudged a spike with the toe of my boots for emphasis. “Why?” “We needed a way to discourage people from loitering here.” His gaze trailed uncomfortably from the spikes to the busy street and back to me. “It’s not safe.” “Do you really think people were hanging out here by choice?” He didn’t respond. “People only hang out in this kind of place if they have nowhere better to go,” I said. “This bridge used to be one of the few good places to escape from the wind and rain and shit, and now it’s ruined.”

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I plopped down into the seat next to Mayor Redwood with a drawn out sigh. “You think I’m scary, right?” Mayor Redwood squirmed in his seat. “Of course.” Normally his unconvincing tone would have tempted me to commit a bone related crime, but all it did was make me feel worse. “Of course,” I echoed bitterly. I slumped down further in my seat. “You think I’m a shitty supervillain too.” Redwood gulped. “I never said—” “You didn’t have to say anything,” I interrupted. “It’s like… way too obvious.” I slapped my hand on the table, frustrated. “I mean… my own nemesis ran off to fight another supervillain and left me with this fucking kid.” “I’m a teenager,” Hermes corrected. I threw up my hands in exasperation. “That’s not better!”

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I fell into the chair next to Tommy. My hands moved across the table almost unconsciously, gathering up the cards into a neat pile. “Hey.” I set the cards on the table and leaned forwards on both elbows. “Can I ask for your advice on something?” “Of course.” Tommy nodded. “What is it?” I scooted my chair a little closer to him. “My girlfriend wants me to meet her dad.” He leaned in a little closer. “That’s good, right?” “I don’t know!” I threw up my hands in exasperation. “I’ve never been with someone who wanted me to meet their family before.”

I'll tag @oh-no-another-idea, @dontjudgemeimawriter, @janaedonim, @enchanted-lightning-aes, and anyone else who sees this and wants to play.

Your words are forever, always, hope, and peace.

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Find the word tag

Tagged by @chauceryfairytales way back when--thank you! These are from Invisible Girl.

Pot:

The cook nearest pointed to a tray with a stack of tin cups and a small coffeepot. Intrigued, Velia followed the porter around the outside corridor of the car and through the first freight car. At the far door, the porter apologized and stepped back to let someone pass. “Sorry sir, didn’t see you there.” “Don’t let it bother you another moment,” said the man in the fedora.

Coat:

“Wonderful,” Paris muttered, and bent to drag Antonio away. Velia focused on the figure climbing through the window—they were wearing a long black overcoat and a scarf wrapped around their head so only their eyes were visible. Well, Velia still had the upper hand, since none of her was.

Mark:

Sighing, she left her latest mark to go hunt down a handkerchief. Bloody hands left her slightly handicapped—handprints could be traced, sticky fingers got stuck to fabrics. Luckily, most gentlemen carried handkerchiefs in their outer breast pockets, and Velia took two before she remembered there was a reason beyond entertainment behind those steals. She slumped down in the backseat of a cable car to staunch her nosebleed.

Outside:

The train’s departure from Chicago found Velia on the caboose, standing outside with the scenery shrinking before her. Two crew men resided inside, talking amongst themselves; if they’d been able to see her, all they would’ve spotted was a respectable young girl in a faded maroon coat, enjoying the view. Occasionally people would spot the train and wave. A man driving a wagon down the road parallel to the tracks. A pair of siblings, no older than twelve, running until they couldn’t keep up anymore and were left behind.

Context for those who might want it: Velia is invisible to anyone who doesn't care for her :)

@mrbexwrites @hd-literature @inkovert @thewritingcoroner @dogmomwrites and anyone else who'd like to search for the words blade, broken, bargain, and brave.

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Last Line Tag

I was tagged by @wintherlywords whose snippet can be read over here

This is from the end of Act II of Limbo, aptly titled Denial (next act is Anger)

The look on Lindsay's face, for all I could see, was no longer the playful smile I had grown accustomed to. It wasn't even quite her face. It was the sickening grin of a bare skull, only barely concealed by a human mask.

"You're dead, Jackie. And this—" She gestured with a hand that seemed to be more bone than flesh. "— this is what you always wanted, isn't it? Proof that ghosts exist. Too bad," she simpered mockingly, "you don't get to tell anyone else. Not that it matters, does it?"

I saw it at last as she held it level to my eyes. The sharpness I had felt each time, too close to see it before. Never was it a knife in my guts, never a razor to my throat.

It was always a sickle.

"You know the old saying, Jackie. Dead men tell no tales."

Tagging @songsofsomnia @miyazakira623 @thegrindingwheel @writeahurricane @littleladymab and open tag for anyone who wants to show off

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WIP Excerpt Tag

Thank you @oh-no-another-idea for the tag! I have had the most incredible bout of writing success this weekend and can't believe I'm really down to editing the final scene of the first chapter. Sharing my favourite run-on sentence to celebrate!

Alone in the secluded stone chamber he had requisitioned off the main camp, the Commander put himself to work - making notes on their skirmish, updating their shrinking supply list to account for the used ammunition, re-organising watch rotations after striking off the names of the dead - but his decades-honed discipline was beginning to crack under the strain of the day, and more than once he caught himself frozen, quill dripping ink onto his map, as he imagined the scene that might be playing out in a even now in the nearby cave. How much time would it reasonably take her to find and speak to their leader? And how long after to send him word? He could not guess; and, he reminded himself fiercely, ought not to try.

Tagging: @thewritingautisticat @fandomsandwriting1 @aquadestinyswriting @darknightfrombeyond @sesshy380 @willtheweaver @ashwithapen

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Writing Share Tag

Thanks for the tag @lyssa-ink!

The next sound to come from the lordling’s mouth was a screech of pain as Zatar’s fist slammed into his forearm. Bone snapped, erupting from the once unblemished skin. The fine bronze rapier dropped from Tizanush’s hand. Without so much as a second glance, Zatar caught it, its sharp tip pointed upwards. He thrust the blade under the young man’s jaw, through his palate and into his skull. The thin blade snapped off in the lordling's brain cavity as his body slumped to the ground. Zatar stood, broken sword in hand. His expression was unchanged, his upper lip curled in disgust.

Tagging @winterandwords, @gaslightgallows, @roach-pizza, @abalonetea, @vintagetypewriter, and open!

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Six Sentence Sunday

Thanks to @ahordeofwasps for the tag!

📝 Share six sentences from any WIP on a Sunday

These are from Spin Cylinder (Noah's POV) and I PROMISE I'm doing this on Sunday but I'm queueing it so it'll show up when it shows up...

The recessed rainfall showerhead has its own temperature control that lets me set it cooler than the other jets and a sensory memory jolts me back to walking away from bodies in an alleyway on our last night before we came here. You, slicing a stranger’s wrist into a river of scarlet. Smashing the back of his skull with wet cracking thuds against the cobblestones. Kneeling over him and kissing me while I cut his throat. And later, at the apartment we'd rented. You, breathless with need, begging for pain with fire in your eyes and whispered pleas.

Tagging @revenantlore, @thegreatobsesso, @pertinax--loculos and @drabbleitout if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to join in.

Also...the Spin Cylinder tag list is now open for when I start posting chapters! Yell if you want on it 💙

Reblogs, replies etc on my tag posts are always welcome, but if you're doing this tag yourself, please make your own post instead of using mine to start a reblog chain.

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Fun Lines tag

Thanks for this (ancient) tag, @dogmomwrites!

Rules—Post a line that you're tremendously pleased by and a line that’s just out-of-context ridiculous

Pleased By:

Michael was working with Lincoln when Sutton appeared like a migraine.

Ridiculous:

“Fine,” she said, and swung the hammer. It went through the wall and promptly got stuck.

I'll tag @mariahwritesstuff @winterandwords @pluttskutt @ashfordlabs @encrucijada and anyone else who'd like to share <3

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Out of context line tag

Thanks to @frostedlemonwriter and @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tags!

📝 Share a line from your WIP with no context.

This is from Name From Nowhere...

The machine is so full of secrets that even its moving parts are often unaware of their purpose.

Tagging @sergeantnarwhalwrites, @starbuds-and-rosedust, @starscribes and @sunset-a-story if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to join in 💗

Reblogs, replies etc on my tag posts are always welcome, but if you're doing this tag yourself, please make your own post instead of using mine to start a reblog chain.

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last line tag

tagged by @viscerawrites, thank you! i just finished the final (?? final!) major pass on The Perils of Wanting, so here’s the very last line of that

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“Yes, Master. As simple as that.”

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no-pressure tagging @loopyhoopywrites @memento-morri-writes and @hagscribes

Obedience taglist: @foxboyclit @belovedviolence @thegreatobsesso (ask to be +/-)

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Obsidian Tutorial - Tags Basics

Did you know that Obsidian has tags? You do now! Here’s the basics of how to use them.

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You can use tags in two places: in the body of your note, and in the properties.

You write them in the editor #likethis

You can add them in the properties sidebar by clicking add property, and then selecting the ‘tags’ property. Type your tag, then hit enter, and you’ll end up with something similar to this:

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You can also add them into the frontmatter inside the note. In that case, they should look like this, as a list:

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Some key points:

You can’t have spaces between the words, so if you want spaces, you’ll need to use underscores, hyphens, or some other way of separating the words.

You can use alphabetical letters, numbers, underscores, hyphens, and forward slashes in your tags - however, they can’t only be numbers, you need to have at least one non-numerical character.

You can nest tags with slashes, e.g. #character and #character/main which is useful for organising things.

Tags are case insensitive, so #tag and #TAG are identical.

You can search for tags! (see this post for search basics).

That’s the basics of using tags. There are loads of ways you can decide to utilise them in your notes, so if you have an interesting setup, please share!

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check out my obsidian tag for more posts

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got questions? tutorial suggestions? want to say hi?

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First line tag

Thanks to @oh-no-another-idea for the tag!

📝 Share a first line from your WIP. I can be the first line in the whole thing, a first chapter line, or any other first that works for you.

This is the first line from Spin Cylinder (Brett's POV)...

Five-thirteen in the morning and I’m frozen awake by you standing with your back to me, refusing to turn around.

Tagging @kaylinalexanderbooks, @pertinax--loculos, @revenantlore and @rickie-the-storyteller if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to join in.

Also...the Spin Cylinder tag list is now open for when I start posting chapters! Yell if you want on it 💙

Reblogs, replies etc on my tag posts are always welcome, but if you're doing this tag yourself, please make your own post instead of using mine to start a reblog chain.

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WIP excerpt tag

Filling out an ancient tag from @druidx -- thank you! Here's something I wrote today...oooh the drama 😁

Jack made a frustrated noise. “Your brother can say it, why can’t you?” “What are you talking about?” “Why,” Jack said carefully, “Are you so afraid to love me?”

No pressure tags for anyone who wants to share, and also @revenantlore @kitsandkats-writing @late-to-the-fandom @littleperilstories and @fayeiswriting <3

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Last line tag

Thanks to @indecentpause for the tag!

📝 Share the last line you added to a WIP (or a last chapter line, or the last line you edited, or the last whatever works for you)

This is my last editing line from Spin Cylinder (Noah's POV)...

Silence settles around us like comfort and it’s another one of those moments out of time when we could almost be real people if it wasn’t for the blood on our hands.

Tagging @oh-no-another-idea, @romances-not-tragedies, @sam-glade and @sarandipitywrites if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to join in.

Also...the Spin Cylinder tag list is now open for when I start posting chapters! Yell if you want on it 💙

Reblogs, replies etc on my tag posts are always welcome, but if you're doing this tag yourself, please make your own post instead of using mine to start a reblog chain.

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the ultimate path to defeating writers block is writing abt ur oc getting fucked nasty

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heads up seven up

tagged by @oh-no-another-idea, thank you! i’m very nearly done (!!) with The Perils of Wanting, so here are seven lines from that ft Ashenivir being Ashenivir and not understanding his own pining, as per usual

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Up the hall, the red marker was still tied on his and Rizeth’s playroom. Moths in his chest again, agitated, a furious swarm, and that awful, hollow feeling that he was missing something important. I’m not missing anything, I have everything I want, it’s just comedown, I should go back to the room and wait for— “Ra’soltha?” His heart twisted. I want him. I’m already his, but I want him.

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no-pressure tagging @cherrybombfangirlwrites @loopyhoopywrites and @talesfromaurea

Obedience taglist: @foxboyclit @belovedviolence @thegreatobsesso (ask to be +/-)