#storyupdate

[shapard]

Depression sucks

Anyways here's a duck

Tuesday finally the next chapter will be released!

[suepixels]

Levi & Ailey - ♪ - Million Days

If this is love? I'm yours. Finally feelin' complete. Do not let me go. Because I don't know who I will be without you.

- Levithian Cavallo -

PS: I could not resist - a lil' teaser y'all 😍.

[bellebasbleue]

I UPDATED!

aren’t you proud lol. The Stars Are Bright Tonight is now updated with its 7th chapter titled Zuko’s Longer Hair. It’s just a fluffy chapter, but I loved writing the little slice of life for Zuko and Mai. Here are the links below if you want to go read it:

AO3:https://archiveofourown.org/works/40209141/chapters/103262520

fanfiction.net:https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14106690/7/The-Stars-Are-So-Bright-Tonight

Let me know if you have any questions for me or anything really on your mind. Until I write again, TTFN!

[endermen-impasta]

Announcement!!!

Hello People that read either Uncharted Connections or Headspace Virus. I would like to make an announcement that I will be taking a few days off of writing. Due to making Uncharted Connections chapters when the system was not doing too well at the moment. Sorry, and have a nice day.

[sofiaflorina2021]

Ah, these days are so boring. It makes me more lazy and lazy, at least I still want to eat, still want to take a shower and still want to open social media to update my status and reading newest news. I have to always know about what is happening now. You know, I'm stuck between idk, idc and idgaf. I have to always update my status on some of my social media like Facebook, Instagram, Twitter or Telegram. Sometimes I lost motivation to do that and I'll regret it because my best friends won't know about my condition. All of my best friends are so far from me, they are not here in North Sulawesi. I'm so sad because of that, I want to be always close with them, I want to be with them. Surely, I will meet them all. In the next two or three days the Ramadan fasting of of 1444 hijri will begin, hmm I don't know whether if I want to do it or not, I might not because I'm not a Muslim anymore actually, I might pretend it. I don't know if I will do taraweeh prayer or not, I will see. I do prayer now only in the hope that I will get food after prayer. Yeah, I just want to get food, hehe. These photos were taken on Monday, 20 March, 2023 at 14:43 to 14:56 with Samsung Galaxy A10s in my grandma's backyard. https://www.instagram.com/p/CqBBAX6yXA9/

[toestalucia]

was gonna write. got hit by the awful cramps i rarely get. gods intervention.......

[itssunamore]

First fic will be up hopefully tomorrow!!

[kleinstar]

anyway this isnt an ad yet just info? of sorts of what you can do with "eidens world' aka well not really his but it's klein - his own world can be an option but thats just ordinary world but like idk if you want to hang out in eiden's apartment or something ?

so anyway! this is sorta work in progress me just jotting down everything i can think of at this second ldkflgl but if you want to do something with anything in there you CAN hmu! this just isnt an ad

ASTER'S MANSION: this is Aster's (vampire) mansion where Eiden freeloads in Klein - it has space bending spell cast on it - basically the doors can take you anywhere within mansion but that said if we want to we can have that be broken and basically get lost in there bc then the doors can take you just about anywhere in klein like .....idk swamp or something i need to reread that bit from the event but that... could go somewhere?? you may also bump into aster's three wolves aka Momo, Pipi and Bobo, they're not entirely tame but as long as you're not covered in monster piss you're fine???? also eerie escapade monsters from this list might appear maybe you'll bump into some of the clan members with eiden aka mostly the one's that are based here which from the one's that i could include with ease and also could write a little are yakumo (half-serpent youkai) and blade (e-droid) at least maybe???? mayyyybe aster two i have little less confidence on the voice lmao

OLIVINE'S CHURCH: you just might hang out here with some kids, olivine (human with magical powers lol) and eiden??? idk could add the recent downpour for the events with the altar out of whack WOODEN TERRITORY: im looking at the oncoming storyupdate that could potentially affect this in fun way but cant speak bc its oncoming update lol so idk if it'll be there on time but! there's monsters&fauna in here list that appears here - theres specific ones that only appear in solaria ill let you know. this is a forest btw!

DEADZONE: pretty bleak wilderness with little to eat but still does have stuff like... mushrooms and berries be careful though these are mutated can be anyway i need to dig up some info forthis lol, your very own survival scenario can happen here- has some of the monsters on that list linked with wooden territory specifically the mutant versions and bears. maybe you can find blade's little shack >> description from wiki:  "Home to all sorts of dangerous monsters, its rivers have completely dried and even the trees, affected by essence, have started to emit toxic mist. No regular human could survive here - they don't even dare get close. Yet, day by day, it grows ever larger."

....and thats all i have at this second ldffkfkgld idk !! what to do but ye

[professorrw]

To Have a Heart

Chapter Two

Series Warnings: swearing, smut, fluff, two endings (one sad one happy), crimes, alcoholism, drinking, slight angst, mentions of violence, some violence

Your whole body goes rigid. Did you hear him right? “I beg your pardon? You’re mistaken-”

“Don’t fret. I don’t plan on telling anyone.” He doesn’t even bat an eye at your blatant uneasiness. Out of all the possible things he could have said that was not what you were expecting. 

How could he know you were the princess? You did your best to hide the fact, pulling your hair back into a braid and keeping it covered, dressing like a commoner, and wearing a traveling cloak. No one else before had questioned if you were the princess. Not even in the beginning. They accepted you as a newcomer and didn’t ask questions, which was normal for such an establishment.

Your shock became vexation at the thought that this man may try to take advantage of you. “What do you want from me?”

“Nothing at all, I assure you. When I first came here I had no idea that the princess herself was a customer. I wasn’t even sure it was you but your reaction gave it away.”

Even after his explanation you were feeling uneasy. His expression was a consistent smirk, which didn’t help his case. You weren’t able to get another word in because the innkeeper came by to drop off your things and take the man’s order.

“Here you are lass. And what can I get fer you?”

“A room please.” Even though he said it like it was nothing you gazed over at him. Who exactly was this man? You felt a strange pull towards him, a lingering feeling to learn more about this mysterious stranger. He wasn’t from your town, he had impeccable throwing skills, and he immediately picked up on the fact you were the princess.

As soon as the innkeeper walked away you rounded on the raven haired stranger. “Who are you?”

“I could ask you the same thing, princess.” His attitude is slightly infuriating yet intriguing at the same time. He was turned towards you on his stool, arm propped up on the bar.

“You know who I am. Now I think it’s fair that you tell me who you are, darling.”

He gives you a small laugh from his nose before he answers, “Loki. My name is Loki.”

“How-” you were so engrossed in the conversation you didn’t even realize that Keieran had gotten up from the table, sensing trouble.

He gently grabbed your elbow, causing you to jump, and stared Loki down.

Loki took it in stride, beaming at him. “You must be the knight then.”

Keieran’s face faltered. He was in just as much shock as you were in when Loki stated who you were, though he hid it better. Your knight whipped his head towards you, his brows creased.

“Y/N what is he going on about?”

“He knows Keieran, it’s okay.” You place your hand over the one on your elbow. Even with your gentle words he wasn’t going to drop his front, in fact he had grown even more worried. He trusted you and didn’t think you would tell a stranger. So how did this scoundrel know who you were?

“I can tell you would both like to know how exactly I figured it out. It was just a hunch. You two don’t seem like the normal type to come to such a place. You-” he motions to Keieran, “are very stiff. Most men that come here are loose and they're looking to unwind. You aren’t. And you-” he motions to you, “just have that air about you. It didn’t matter that you were dressed like everyone else, I could tell from the way you carry yourself, princess.”

“And what of you?” you ask.

“A thief.” The way he said it with such a complacent smile was unlike anything you’d seen before. He was so blunt about it took you by surprise. Keieran on the other hand was seconds away from pulling you from the conversation. He knew when he first saw Loki that he was trouble.

“Oh don’t look so aghast. Surely you knew you would be in such company when you came to this tavern.” He laughed for a minute before he set his eyes upon you again. “Your knight looks on the verge of something dangerous so I would like to end our conversation with an offer.”

“Y/N any offer from him could not mean anything good,” Keieran warned.

But despite the warning you let your interest get the better of you. “Go on.”

“I’ll be in town and staying at this very tavern for a while so if you’d like to learn more about me feel free to drop by. I look forward to talking to you, princess.” He slid off his stool and disappeared from sight when he went up the stairs next to the bar.

You stared at the stairs that Loki had just walked up. Your mind was swimming with thoughts. He offered to talk to you more. He’s a thief. He might try to take advantage of you. He’s awfully handsome.

You were drawn out of your reverie by Keieran. “I don’t trust that scoundrel for one second. He is up to something.”

“I’m not so sure.”

Your knight scoffed. “Of course you would say that Y/N. But I’m telling you now that he is nothing but trouble. You would be a fool to trust him.”

“Now I didn’t say I trusted him, but I also don’t believe he has bad intentions.”

“I guess you’ll find out then? I can tell that you want to come back and converse with the thief.” Keieran could also tell that you weren’t going to move from that spot so he took the seat that Loki had occupied and took the pie you ordered for him. He left you to your own mind as he ate and you sipped at your ale.

Neither of you spoke again until your glass was empty and Keieran’s plate was clear. “I think it’s time we head back.”

And with that you headed home, walking down the chilly streets and back to the castle. You used the back gate that the servants entered and left from and made your way to the side of the castle. You climbed onto your miniature balcony that came off the window. You pushed open said window and entered your room, Keieran following.

“Well I’m off to bed,” you said.

“Are you going back tomorrow?” Keieran stood beside your bed which you had collapsed onto with his arms crossed.

“I have to think it over. I’m not sure yet.”

“Y/N please don’t. He doesn’t seem, no he isn’t a good person. He said it himself that he was a thief.”

“I know but… there has to be more to him than that. Aren’t you at least a little curious about him?” You give Keieran an optimistic look, which does absolutely nothing to persuade him.

“No, I’m not. I don’t think you should be either. And I’m not saying that just because I’m your knight. I’m saying that as your friend. I don’t want you to get hurt, physically or mentally.”

“I can hold my own Keieran. If I start to feel unsafe you shall be the first to know. You’ll go with me won’t you?”

He sighed before answering. “Of course I will. I’m with you until the end, even when you make unwise decisions.”

You get off your bed and envelope your knight in a hug. “Thank you.”

Keieran’s muscular arms hug you back and he rests his head on your shoulder. No matter how serious he was around everyone else he had a soft spot for you. How could he not when you grew up together? You were like… a little sister to him. He would do anything for you.

“Goodnight Y/N,” he said when he pulled away.

“Goodnight Keieran.” You gave him a soft smile as he left your room. You slipped out of your commoner clothes and put on your nightgown. As you laid in bed your mind drifted to Loki. In story books the thief would be a bad guy, but he didn’t seem so bad. Yes, he had a sly demeanor, but there was more to him than meets the eye. Surely one does not automatically take to stealing.

Thoughts like that flooded your head as you imagined what Loki would tell you tomorrow.

Series Taglist: @sxsalvatore​

[elaz-ivero]

How I write Short Stories / From titles to topics

It's been an age, a long and tumultuous age but I'm back, and hopefully, my creative drought will be forcibly ended by my poetry course that has just begun. The course itself may only be centered on poetry but it has helped me slowly ease back into a cycle of writing and creativity. Today I hope to take you through my unique process for writing short stories, an enigmatic process that unfortunately occurs only once in a while.

My process is one that is super loose and insists that I pour all my creative energy into one product at a time otherwise if I schedule projects they'll sit on the shelves for years and never be touched or tuned into again.

As a very visual person I usually get inspired by images, 'Sumatran Is A Type Of Tiger' spurred from a Pinterest post depicting a boy staring at his reflection washed out by blue light, and from that, I got rivalry, competitive swimming, honor, and pressure ideas that played heavily on how the story came together and the crux of the story. However, sometimes I begin my tyrannical spur-of-the-moment writing and run out of content after a couple of paragraphs are setting the scene depicted in the image and outlining the characters, images often lack...well change, movement, an evolution of depicted events.

Sometimes my ideas stem from stories or the idea of strange conditions, my published poem 'Bury The Lamb' came from a family friend of mine who told me how he got a nose bleed while burying a lamb in a desolate paddock and that struck me, the image of a boy alone in some dark field suddenly bleeding like he's wounded, funnily enough in that dark town hall during a talent show my nose starting bleeding...a sign, perhaps.

Some other ideas or concepts that compelled me to start writing were a story told entirely through meals, or through board games, a story set on an illegal fishing vessel, a story told through incorrect recitals of ancient poetry.

But strangely enough, a lot of my ideas come from titles, one-off sets of words run together to assimilate some sort of story, 'Houndstougue' and 'Three-headed mice with three-headed children' are two such stories that started off as titles.

Once I run out of initial material or ideas I take a step back and start re-thinking my plot. Often, short stories can feel meaningless, a character meandering through their thoughts I always ask myself 'what is happening in the story and 'how can I get out more story beats' some of the best stories either cover a couple of hours or a couple of days. One of the easiest ways to add depth is a story is to at any point go back or go forward, include a flashback, or change the scene just don't stay stationary.

Most of my plots involve a fight, someone succeeding and then failing or a step-by-step process of achieving a goal (how to kidnap a dog, how to get your step-dad to love you) that way events feel realistic as well as fantastical.

It's hard to describe a style without being an outsider, my style is definitely literary fiction with a degree of surrealism my stories are often abstract with double meanings with characters with ambiguous motives. They are often action-based like a mini-novella following one character as they navigate the narrative realm I created. My writing is often incredibly descriptive with a random short sentence thrown in for impact. My stories are often either incredibly heavy or super light and usually, the antagonist is the main character's own self. On a more minute note, there is almost always a description of a face with nicks and scrapes, freckles, or an angular jaw. There's almost always a parental figure and an interesting friend dynamic, relationships are important to stop writing empty stories!

When it comes to style I still feel like it's incredibly important to write diverse and radically different stories and allow your natural influence on your work form connections between them.

[suepixels]

MEET KAITO KAMINAGA & RIDLEY WEST

A couple that will accompany RJ on his journey for a while.  

Kaito lives his life always on edge. Well a bad boy meets a rich boy, so what could they have possibly in common? 🤔😉 Song describes pretty much Kaito’s and Ridley’s relationship.

I hope to post tomorrow but latest the day after tomorrow.

To be seen in my upcoming posts in The Secret of Rain...😌😍😘

@ellemant (Fasten your seatbelt girl, it’s really happening, Josie) LOL...

[bellebasbleue]

Update-Clearance Ch. 3

Hello! There is a new chapter today. I had fun giving into some of the plot bunnies to flesh out Mai’s character and give her a space in the Avatar universe. I hope you like it! I keep getting side-tracked by side stories and side projects so writing on other one-shots was at a minimum this week, but I think it’s good to take breaks and just do what makes you happy. You can click on the links below for the new chapter, and look forward to a new one next Sunday!

AO3:https://archiveofourown.org/works/40209141/chapters/101118471

fanfiction.net:https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14106690/3/The-Stars-Are-So-Bright-Tonight

[kitty084]

The Maze Runner

I thought you know what, it’s been a while since i watched the Maze Runner series so I rewatch the 3 movies this past week. I finished the death cure tonight, and I absolutely bawled just as much as i did the first time i saw it. If you know you know. I will try and get a few stories out based on different tv shows and movies in the next month, but particularly this movie since it’s fresh in my mind and Newt deserved so much better. Lifes been hectic, but I will endeavour to get stories out for you lovely people asap. Much love. Peace out x

[thedargonden]

[1] DREKI STUDIES - INTRODUCTION TO DRAGON HISTORY

DREKI STUDIES: "Our species had always been a peaceful monarchy back when our recorded history began.

Dreki, much like the modern offshoot, Idnagol, had each been given a magical gift when they were hatched, such as elemental sorcery, runic magic, healing, and many, many more.

One of the more rare, but more varied kinds of magical gifts were called Mystic Elementals. They were hatched with 4 eyes, and usually had abilities such as "mind reading" or "soulwatching" or dark magic.

The Dreki had built up an empire of sanctuary and freedom for thousands of years.

One day, a Dreki was hatched by the queen. Except this one was different than any Dreki seen before. Instead of a mane from head to tail, this dark purple dragon had sharp silver spikes along her spine. Her silver horns were also sharper than normal. She had 4 eyes like a Mystic Elemental, but her bottom eyes were matted shut. The queen named her Myrka.

By the time she was 5 years old, the dragon had a strange ability where she could create her own spells by saying what she wanted to happen. She casted a spell to completely remove her bottom eyes. Another spell that made everyone hermaphrodites so anyone could be what they wanted to be. She gave everyone the ability to use Telepathy. She also casted another spell that allowed all Dreki to shapeshift, except it didn't work on her.

She tried to make life better for everyone, but she ended up scaring them instead. All across the world, Dreki were in outrage about these spells. The queen, too, was furious at her, as she wasn't asked or told about this beforehand.

By that day, she was shunned for the rest of her life, and forbidden to create any spell on anyone anymore.

Many years later though, their moon started to drift toward their planet. Dragons were in distress and the queen was made aware of the imminent collision.

After an argument with the queen, Myrka flew off to the moon to bring it as far away from the planet as possible. She lived there, creating her own offspring, Myrkurs, leaving the rest to become what we now call Idnagols."

ORIE: "Ooh, cool!"

Orie yawns, her bottom eyes squinting at the ground while stretching. She flips many pages to a part she foresaw was a good page to skip to.

DREKI STUDIES: "Idnagol and Myrkur relations had always been less than great. The Myrkuran queen, Illa, was full of hate and jealousy toward the Idnagols.

While Idnagols were living peacefully and their planet lush and green, the Myrkur planet was a wasteland of dust. It barely had an atmosphere and it was hard to breathe, as it used to be a moon.

Both races had a peace agreement with each other, but obviously Illa didn't agree with the terms. She spent her resources creating a ship to bring the thousands of Myrkurs over to the Idnagol planet for an attack.

Many prophetic Mystic Elementals warned others to leave before the attack, but few believed them and took action to flee. Some Myrkurs rebelled against the attack from the inside, but they were promptly executed if they were seen by Illa herself.

About 3/4 of the Idnagols died that day, around 50 years ago. Now the remaining Idnagols who survived the attack are still running from the Myrkurs. They have their magic that can do anything, even locate or kill them. Why they haven't done the latter is unknown still.

This concludes Dreki Studies for the time being. I'll write more if any other news happens. - Logi"

Orie stares at the book for a moment. She wonders how this "Logi" dragon could write more if she already has the book. She plays with the idea that maybe this "Logi" could just walk into their house and write more inside, and leave.

She fiddles her claws on the tips of her blue mane thoughtfully.

ORIE: "Phoenix! Do you think this "Logi" dragon could walk into the house and finish their book!?"

Phoenix emerges with an unamused face from the hallway into the loungeroom where Orie is. The spike on the top of her head bangs against the top of the doorframe.

PHOENIX: "How do I keep hitting my head on this stupid thing? You’re taller than me, and I’ve never seen YOU do that!"

ORIE: "Maybe it's just that first Myrkur spike on your head?"

PHOENIX: "Shut up. I don't care, I'm only here to get a root beer from the fridge."

She opens the fridge in the loungeroom kitchen and pulls out a can of root beer, but it's room temperature.

PHOENIX: "God dammit. ORIE, DID YOU UNPLUG THE FRIDGE?"

Orie looks at the fridge with a shrug.

ORIE: "No? That's weird. Check the generator."

Phoenix notices that next to the fridge on the counter there's a shoddily made mini fridge looking thing with some smoke coming out of it.

She opens it, and it's full of cheesecakes.

PHOENIX: "ORIE DID YOU BREAK THE GENERATOR WITH YOUR STUPID CHEESECAKE FREEZER?!? "

ORIE: "Oh... My bad."

PHOENIX: "ORIE WHAT THE HELL, WHY DON'T YOU JUST USE THE FREEZER!?"

ORIE: "I did, look."

Phoenix opens the freezer compartment of the fridge and it's packed with maybe 20 cheesecakes.

PHOENIX: "ORIE. WHY. WOULD. YOU. NEED. TWENTY CHEESECAKES. PLUS EVEN MORE. IN A SEPARATE FREEZER?!?!?"

ORIE: "Dunno, I just love cheesecake."

[toestalucia]

brief post talking about my old grans feelings toward their dad (theyre the same as last time) that ive been wanting to make before they throw the storyupdate on us. but i felt like talking about it again

while gran is very conflicted on their feelings toward their dad (very upset over being left-behind. very upset over being told to reach some fabled island instead of being picked up by him. very upset that they are upset. very upset he made the other villagers promise to not tell gran the truth about grans family situation. not doing excellent anytime a character reveals they've been hanging out with their dad (seox (seeds of redemption.....), shitori & mika). but also loves him very very dearly.) there is also their mixed feelings between not knowing if they rather hope he did have a very good reason to leave (gran wasn't left behind on a whim) or hoping he didn't (gran knows they dont want to settle down, and the idea that they themself are the only one who'd be miserable in one place makes them uncomfortable as well, if dad just left cuz he wanted to travel there is some kind of messy comfort in 'im not alone' regardless of the further feelings on 'leaving ur kid behind still sucks'). all in all! gran wants to meet him very badly but is also terrified of meeting him due to all the emotions swirling in them. this is not taking into account grans feelings after the last battle in oarlyegrande (tldr very negative at first, and with what happened the last ch theyre a bit anxious about how he will react too)

as for not being told of what happened to their parents, aunt & grandparents grans also in the position of understanding why he did that (not wanting gran to set out with revenge in their heart), but that doesnt mean theyre happy about it. definitely is a bit worried knowing what haillak told them tho from what repti had seen