#seafoampages

[seafoampages]

Writeblr Intro

hi, welcome to my writeblr! my name is cam, i’m a 20-year-old english lit and publishing student, and i’m creating this new blog because posting about my wips motivates me to work on them!

i’ll be posting info about my wips including character aesthetics, playlists, excerpts and memes, plus updates on what i’m currently reading

pronouns: she/her

hobbies (besides writing): cooking & baking, reading, painting, video games (pokémon, sims, minecraft)

favourite books: the book thief (marcuz zusak), roots of chaos series (samantha shannon), practical magic series (alice hoffman), when women were dragons (kelly barnhill), the lunar chronicles (marissa meyer), the scholomance series (naomi novik), the school for good and evil series (soman chainani) and the miseducation of cameron post (emily danforth)

audience: ya / new adult

genres: high fantasy + urban fantasy, sci-fi, romance

common tropes in my writing: grumpy sunshine pairings, protective siblings overcoming conflict (50% chance the sister is a scientist, 100% chance both of them are queer), faeries, unapolagetically affectionate couples, very tall hot people, defrosting ice queens

my wips include:

WE ARE THE BURNED 🔥⚔️🌊

main wip, high fantasy, new adult,multiple pov, mediterranean-inspired setting

in a world where words are magic, and breaking a promise could take your life, nations battle for territory and glory. avary and ronan must fight to stay together while escaping the country they love, tariq struggles to live between the cruelty of his city’s cartel and the gentle wisdom of his teacher, and abilenne weaves through her responsibilities as a crown princess, eldest sister and future bride

themes include overcoming other people's expectations and found family

UNNAMED HARPY WIP 🕊🗡☀️ 

high fantasy, ya, fairytale retelling, sapphic romance

thayde’s favourite story as a child was the one about an ancient princess who could see the future, locked in a tower prison by a warlock. but it was also her least favourite, because it didn’t have a hero. now a fully grown harpy, thayde wants to win the queen’s tournament and prove herself worthy of finding the kingdom’s best kept secret.

themes include discovering self-worth and enemies to lovers

MAGES 🌃✨💀

urban fantasy, ya, alternate earth

kad’s mother was a murderer, a terrorist, a villain. the whole world is hell-bent on reminding her, despite being taken in by the Dupuis foster home for gifted mages and doing her best to be a normal pyromancer. but her magic refuses to grow and the dangers that ended her old family are threatening her new one. can kad uncover what’s happening and make up for her mother’s atrocities?

themes include found family, magical coffee shop and science-fantasy mashup

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Word Find Tag

Thanks for the tag, @yejidoesthings! My words were flip, kill, kiss, protect, weapon, sun, and three.

From WANNABE:

Flip:

Claw, his inner sensors calibrated for acrobatics, arched in a graceful flip to make a three-point landing on the forest floor. Sharpe didn’t fare so well. He was programmed to get to high ground and stay there. His long limbs flailed, reaching for something he couldn’t grab, and he huffed when he landed securely in Lug’s huge arms.

Lug beamed at the prize he’d caught. “Hey, that’s a record for you, ain’t it? You’ve never gotten out of a tree that fast before!”

“Put me down, Lug!”

Kill:

“Any intel?”

“Not really. Seems like he got drunk and his girlfriend left him, so he wants us to kill the last people he saw with her based on some conspiracy theory.”

“Exactly how I wanted to spend my night.”

Kiss:

“What do you think we’ll have to do with that?” asked Claw. “Touch it? Pick it up?”

“Kiss it sweetly,” said Sharpe with a flat, strangely muffled voice. “How should I know? I just never want to see another cave again.”

Protect:

He was to protect. That was his purpose, was what he was built for.

His eyes fell on a tiny, huddled human child gripping his orange cat.

“Briar,” he mumbled, and virtually flew across the ruined track toward him.

Weapon:

Claw couldn’t get it out of his head. “Why’re you still cleaning your weapons?” he asked, trying to distract himself.

Sharpe slid his eyes to Claw. “To get the dirt off them.”

“Bit of a waste, don’t you think?”

Circuit put up a finger. “I’ve determined that Sharpe’s obsessive polishing of his firearms is self-soothing behavior—”

“I’m fine,” Sharpe growled as he snapped his pistol back together.

Sun:

Sharpe stiffened. He watched the sunset for a while before he said, sounding far more wistful than he had in a very long time, “I remember watching the sunset with you once like this. On a roof.”

“When…?” Claw searched himself, then brightened in recollection. “Oh, wait. That was after I kicked those drunk guys’ asses, wasn’t it?”

“Hm.”

Three:

Mobo pressed his back into the wall and hiked his legs up on the bench, but then the buzzing loudened and the walls closed in, the shield coming at him from three sides. He tightened his limbs around himself and held his breath, squeezing his eyes shut, his skin prickling as his sensors picked up on the heat and danced with the current. There would be no moving, no struggling without hurting himself. He was trapped. Alone.

Man, this got me to reread stuff I haven't looked at in a while! To the people I tag, your words will be: Dream, Spirit, Storm, Cruel, Dangerous, Future, and Hurt.

No pressure tag list under the cut:

@writingingraves @hi-human-have-a-potato @thewritercometh @girlysword @the-writing-fandom @bygty @an-ivy-covered-summer @authorlaurawinter @seafoampages @darkacademia-lover @mymagicalunicornlife @arty528 @livvywrites @aalinaaaaaa @ghost-town-story @jmhwriterblog @lexiklecksi @muddshadow @night-academy @justwriteyoudummy @pepperdee @sailoraquila @writing-is-a-martial-art @red-the-dragon-writes @make-the-heteros-upseteros-2022 @writting-in-blood @writing-with-l @introversiontherapy @avrablake @kjscottwrites @ashen-crest @smilelovefat-e @talesofsorrowandofruin @happyorogeny @glitterandstarshine @koldbrew @helvelloides