#[ thank you for writing with me :) ]

[mutantmuses]

soooo it's 12Am here &&&& i wanna do a follow forever up here ;

@hcxcd - I LOVE YOU !!!! Such an amazing human being & if y'all aren't following her y'all should. She's so kind, sweet and amazing at writing Wanda.

2. @watsonjackpot - I love him to death! I love his writing. Such a sweet person. I love how we gush over the ships we have made for our muses.

3. @bothsidesofaquestion - your writing is chef kisses. i love your Kurt so much! i can't wait for more threads !

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other amazing people ;

@qu-tipie @positivelybeastly @volucerrubidus @cultsg00ul @webxfshame @bruz3r @wonder-winged @florietiae @collectingmuses

Y'all are so amazing & i love all of y'all so much ! i'm so glad i've come back to this blog. i hope we all keep making wonderful threads together !

[xnxthinglastsfxrever]

// I'm a very grateful to have a chance to be writing with my amazing rp partners, if one day I'm no longer here, just know that this blogs lives on and you guys are the real MVPs. No one in my friends group or family member knows about this blog, and the only person who did was my late brother, he passed in 2014 and his blog on tumblr is still here. Sometimes I would just go to his blog and look at the things he had done, pictures taken just weeks before his passing. So if the time comes, when I'm no longer here, my writing will be along with my wonderful rp partners. Thank you for writing with me and Natasha.

sincerely,

Natasha T. september 9, 2023 3:36pm PST

[itismissswann]

I wanted to wish all of you incredible people here a wonderful Easter! 

[ursulaklegay]

its so scary to put yourself out there but a SINGLE message saying "hi i loved what you made it touched me in some way" makes it all worth it 10000%

[beepboopappreciation]

Is this anything

[paperclipninja]

I swear trying to write smut feels like:

His hands were hands and then the fingers were in the hand and the hand was with the fingers and the fingers had the hand in the other hand then the fingers dragged to the hand with the fingers and it was hot

[kangals]

friendly advice from vetmed: I know that when your animal has an infection that is generating a lot of discharge, you want to describe that to the veterinarian, because it’s a concerning sign. that is true. I also know that the most common word for this type of discharge is “pus,” so it’s logical that that’s the word that you’ll use when describing what’s going on. and in English, we often add a “-y” when we’re using a word as a descriptor.

but. the word. the word you are looking for. is purulent.

please stop sending in messages telling the doctor that your dog has a “pussy wound.”

[movedtoferinehuntress]

Yeah, got a few things done. I finally moved over all my headcanons for aloy onto ferallfemmes. I did a few drafts as well, and just slowly but surely catching up with the times. Its not that I have much, but my brain kind of crashed for the last week so I'm playing catch up. After this post, I'll probably post a few memes here and there but otherwise I'm off to bed.

please send as many memes as you want. I tend to always answer them <3

If you want to chat, message me on discord! if you need my name, send me a DM ^_^.

DRAFTS: 05

ASKS: 10

STARTERS: 02

THREADS: 45

[girllookingoutwindow]

Portia and Penelope: cute moments.

[erabu-san]

I enjoyed every second of this quest

[This art has platonic intention. Thank you for not tag ship!]

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

[tarabyte3]

Hey fanfiction writers: If no one's ever told you this before, it's not just fanfiction.

It's something you spent hours, days, maybe even months on, pouring your heart out onto a page because you were so full of passion and thoughts about a story or characters, you felt like you were going to explode if you didn't get it out. Maybe you lost sleep because your mind was racing with ideas or you forgot to eat or drink water because you were so focused. Maybe your back aches from being hunched over for so long, unmoving. Maybe you even felt like you were going a little feral because you were so excited about what you were creating, or were frustrated when you got stuck. Either way, you put your heart, mind, soul, and body into making something.

It's okay to want people to read it, and it's okay if you're disappointed that they don't or it doesn't get as much of a reaction as you were hoping for. Humans are social creatures. Sure, we write for ourselves, but we also share because the joy of doing so is just as powerful as the joy of the process. Of having created something.

We all experience that joy and that disappointment, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

So it's okay. It's not just fanfiction.

[n0chanxes]

I’m still here and interested in our threads I promise

hi hello hey, its me I’m really sorry to those I’ve kept waiting for replies, I feel terrible.  My brain is muddy most days, especially after work, and since this is very much a hobby that I want to continue enjoying, I only rp the muses that are awake.  Even then I only rp when I have the energy to, which isn’t nearly as often as I’d like.. I don’t like forcing myself to reply to things because I love going back and re-reading replies and I find I’m never happy with/can always tell when I lost muse but still forced out a reply. I also really like being online with my rp partner so a good thread gets going. It helps me stay in the muse’s mindset and makes thinking about their thoughts, actions, reactions, and reasoning easier and more enjoyable. I’ve been doing this, here, for well over a decade, and I always get into periods where I make rp feel more like a job than a hobby. I’ve up and left my accounts before because I managed to suck all the fun from writing because of that mind set. I’m so so sorry that means some of you have to wait so long for me.

Please like this if you’d like to keep our threads. Or comment on which threads you’d like me to prioritize if I can. Conversely, if you’d like to drop a thread, please comment or message me. I’ll understand either way!

<3 

[elodieunderglass]

Horror isekai where Perceiving the Weird Eldritch Thing gets you catapulted into a nightmare labyrinth of puzzle-solving.

I.e Those Who Perceive The Hunt of the Goblin King Must Partake In The Labyrinth and Can Only Be Freed If They Complete It In One Day and One Night. By Fae Law. For Reasons.

But the definition of “perception” clearly needs to be updated because some normal guy simply films the Hunt of the Goblin King Behind Arby’s, and puts it on Facebook -

No, not instagram or TikTok, it’s important that it be Facebook -

Because the rules are pretty clear, “the rules are the rules” as is carved ominously in elvish runes above the grim gate, and the Contract is Sealed. and so therefore the guy and 25 of their most random real-life acquaintances must run the gauntlet together. It’s Some Guy, their immediate neighbors, their first partner’s mom, their friends from hobby Facebook groups (oh this poor guy and their hobbies; the elderly birdwatchers from Facebook and the young up-and-coming drag king community), their random teen kid niece, college friends, a dog who also watched the video, a couple consisting of a woman who is the guy’s Facebook friend and showed her husband the video, and the husband doesn’t even know Some Guy, so he’s in the labyrinth and absolutely furious about being forced to be involved, and they proceed to break up over the course of the puzzle.

It’s important that the narrative keeps trying to be a sexy dark horror isekai! but within this the comedic reality of Catherine, 52, the guy’s horse-riding instructor, being passionately involved in escape-room-style puzzle solving and grappling with minor goblins. They are in fact speedrunning the gauntlet.

The Goblin King finally has to say: all right, actually, I only really set all this up to fuck with one (1) guy at a time, thanks for your willingness to participate, but I think all 25 of you can consider the gauntlet fully run.

And the group would be quite hurt by that. The rules are the rules. We have a contract, actually. Let Catherine cook.

[somnimagus]

My page for @sheikahzine; about Impaz's duty to her village, empty of people and full of memories.

[id in alt text]

[keferon]

…..SO. AHAHAHAHAH. I finished reading Mistakes on mistakes until (technically I finished chapter 68 which is the last one currently~)

What a ride OH MY fuckINg god