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WORD CHALLENGE #18

I challenge you to use one, some, or all of these words in your next piece of writing:

blue

window

forest

letter

map

fell

glove

project

truth

found

[piplupfluffwritingstuff2]

Okay guys, now give me a random word and I'll see if I can make it whumpy.

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Random Word List

Adoxography: Skilled writing on a trivial or unimportant subject.

Aestivate: To spend the summer in a state of torpor or dormancy.

Apricity: The warmth of the sun in winter.

Aureate: Something that is golden, shining, or brilliant.

Bombinate: To make a humming or buzzing sound, often used to describe the sound of bees or machinery.

Clinomania: An excessive desire to stay in bed or a reluctance to get out of bed.

Chrysalism: The peaceful feeling that comes from being indoors during a thunderstorm.

Ethereal: Something that is delicate, airy, and heavenly.

Flâneur: A person who walks the city streets with no particular purpose, often just observing and experiencing the city life.

Halcyon: A period of time that is peaceful, happy, and carefree.

Halitus: vapor, breath.

Hygge: A danish word for a cozy, comfortable feeling of warmth and contentment.

Hypnagogic: Relating to the state of drowsiness or transition to sleep, often used to describe the strange, dreamlike experiences that can happen during this time.

Inamorata: A woman who is loved or admired by someone.

Lissome: Something that is graceful, flexible, or agile, often used to describe a dancer or athlete.

Luminous: Something that radiates light or has a glowing quality.

Mamihlapinatapei: A Yaghan word from Tierra del Fuego that describes a wordless, meaningful look between two people who both desire something but are hesitant to initiate.

Noctilucent: Something that glows or shines at night, often used to describe clouds or other atmospheric phenomena.

Numinous: Something that is spiritual, mysterious, or awe-inspiring.

Petrichor: The pleasant earthy smell that comes after rain.

Philocalist: A lover of beauty and all things beautiful.

Psithurism: The sound of rustling leaves or wind through trees.

Quiescent: Something that is quiet or still, often used to describe a calm and peaceful scene.

Selenolatry: The worship of the moon.

Selenophile: A lover of the moon.

Sempiternal: Something that is eternal or everlasting.

Sonder: The realization that each passerby has a life as complex as one’s own.

Supernal: Something that is heavenly or divine.

Syzygy: The alignment of three celestial objects, such as the sun, moon, and earth, often used to describe a rare and beautiful astronomical event.

Thalassophile: A lover of the sea or ocean.

Vernalagnia: A romantic mood brought on by spring.

Verspertine: Relating to the evening or occurring in the evening, often used to describe nocturnal animals or activities.

Xylophile: A person who loves wood, often used to describe someone with an interest in woodworking or forest ecology.

[theyuniversity]

One of my favorite random words.

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July 1 Random Word Almost-Drabble: Piano

Word count: 123

Eames sits on the piano bench, lit by nothing but a moonbeam, delicately touching the keys. An old, familiar melody. One he’s known since childhood. There’s a shuffle of movement across the room. Someone approaches, sitting beside him. Leaning into him. Eames’ hands never falter.

“Clair de lune?” Arthur asks. Eames hums in reply. “A bit cliche, don’t you think?”

Eames keeps playing, but Arthur sees him smile.

“What? Playing a song called “Moonbeam” in the moonlight?”

“Exactly.”

The song crescendos. Arthur drops his head to Eames’ shoulder, not minding the movement of his lover’s arms as he plays. After a moment, he says quietly, “It’s beautiful.”

The last note fades. Eames turns to look at Arthur, eyes shining with affection.

“I know.”

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Threshold

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Tenochtitlan

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fuck off this is too on point ... which is normally what I'm not /j

here's a random word generator--whatever word it gives you is now the thing you are the deity of

[xnoworneverr]

There’s a reason why we feel lonely even though we aren’t alone. It’s because loneliness is not about how many friends we have or how many people are in the room with us. It’s a disconnection from others. Being social doesn’t cure loneliness, loneliness comes when there is not a single person close enough to see past the illusion to who we really are and what we really feel inside.

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WORD CHALLENGE #17

I challenge you to use one, some, or all of these words in your next piece of writing:

chair

yellow

disappear

gamble

dodge

copacetic

mustache

quit

art

photographer

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[mystique84]

Flush

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Random Word

Today, I opened my BTS Beyond the Story book to page 389, and I randomly chose the word "journey." Here is the word "journey" in 3 different sentences:

The long journey across the desert tested their endurance and determination.

She embarked on a journey of self-discovery, hoping to find clarity and purpose in her life.

The novel takes readers on a journey through time, exploring the lives of several generations in a single family.

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Kinda obsessed with headcanon, where Damian and Jason just randomly (out of nowhere, completely unprompted) start to referring to their shared past in the League in the middle of the family conversations, while everyone just stare at them in concern

Like

Jason, staring at Dick, trying to put Tim's shoulder back: huh, do you remember that one time-

Damian, instantly: when grandfather's shoulder relocated by itself, but instead of properly putting in on its place, he killed himself and mother threw him in the Lazarus Pit?

Jason, cackling: it was hilarious

Damian, no less amused: right?

Bruce, sitting behind them: (concerned sips of tea)

Or, it is not necessarily funny, but it just cute (or sad) details, regarding each other that others are confused about.

Jason, who accidentally fell asleep in the Batcave: (instinctively cards through his hair as he naps)

Tim, teasing: ladies and gentlemen, the criminal lord of the year--

Damian: Drake, bluntly, that's not funny. Back when he was out of the Pit, this was the only thing that could help him to calm down.

Dick, knowing that this is because Bruce constantly stroked Robin!Jason's hair, when he saw nightmares, with eyes full of tears: oh

Jason on the random Friday night, trying to be less awkward about staying with Bruce in one room: actually, Damian's first word was my name

Bruce: really?

Jason: he had, uh, problems with saying his first word. People around him were constantly speaking on both language at the same time, and, I guess, he couldn't figure out what to say. Then, Ra's said that if his heir doesn't get his word in the next two weeks, he will throw him in the Lazarus Pit (as a joke), but I wasn't sure if it was a joke (Talia said later it was), and I panicked, and since Talia wasn't around, I just kept repeating him her name, or just word Mother, but he just, uh, wouldn't say anything - kept blinking and staring at me like a little idiot. And then on a random night, he just grabbed me by the hair, and said, Jason. Food. And he kinda spoke properly since then. Like in full sentences and stuff. I think he just didn't want to speak with us, actually--

Bruce, getting grey hair out of nowhere: RA'S SAID WHAT--

And sometimes they just speak in Arabic, and Damian keeps bullying Jason that his skills are getting rustier.

[bluerosefox]

F*ck Forgiveness. I Want Vengeance.

Hmmmm

Another DeadTired idea. And Ghost King Danny with Consort Tim.

Tim dies a bitter ended death with the Batfam (Maybe during his RR run and isn't caught by Dick when he is kicked out of WE window? Or its in the future where his relationship between the bats is bad.)

So yeah Tim dies. And wakes in the Infinite Realms and learns to unlive in that Realm and gained a wonderful afterlife.

And somehow manages to gain the attention of the Ghost King, King Phantom and somehow manages to become his Consort after some adorable ghost courting.

Despite the fact he's been dead for like a few months in his original Realms timeline, time in the Infinite Realms is more ocean like than riverish, Tim has been happily married to his husband for what feels like eons.

So Tim was not, very very not happy when his ghost is suddenly pulled away from his anniversary dinner and stuffed back into his body.

He hears yelling and fighting, wakes to see the Bats fighting League Assassins while Batman is fighting Ra's in rage.

And Tim.

He isn't happy at all.

He already figured it out, connected the dots.

Oh Ra's was going to regret bringing him back. The Bats, and he KNOWS they should had respected his last wishes to be fucking cremated, ashes scattered in space, so THIS wouldn't had happened.

Cause Tim wasn't playing around anymore.