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[bluberimufim]

WIP Intro

Title: Devourer of Souls

Genre + tropes: Fantasy, found family, fairytale retelling (Snow White and Rose Red)

Tag: devourer of souls wip

Themes (may be subject to change with the 1st draft): destruction vs creation, inherent contradictions of femininity, anti-war, choosing your own family, freedom from expectation, religious trauma

Status: outlining + first draft

Additional notes: I'm gonna (try to) do this for NaNo!! Wish me luck!!

edit: this is now a duology!

Plot

Seth was supposed to be a healer. That's what everyone said she would be. She would become a healer and fight in the war for the Goddess of Time. But her healing doesn't work like it's supposed to. Instead of giving life, she takes it away. People say she eats souls.

She tries to live a quiet life in the countryside, away from the war, but is rudely interrupted when Theo, a lost demigoddess, wanders into her life. Together, they try to find a place for themselves and their strange magic in this world. But war is never kind, and the Goddess of Time wants her daughter's power on her side - and she won't let some pesky healer get in her way.

Characters

Seth: a girl with terrifying powers who just wants a quiet life in a small town, alone, but learns to be happy after finding Theo. She was expelled from the hospital she was apprenticing for a failed healing that killed the patient and permanently damaged her leg in the process.

Theo: a powerful demigoddess whose magic is making her soul slowly wither away. Her adoptive family sent the Order after her after discovering her unusual powers and ends up finding Seth on her journey. Through her Goddess-Mother's influence, she becomes consumed by the war.

Flick: a teenager touched by the Goddess of Love, whose body houses two conflicting souls. They are cursed to have anyone they meet fall in love with them, and Seth takes them under her wing while on their journey to find themself.

Jane: a sort of puppet created by the Goddess of Time to replace Theo after her death, delivered to Seth when the Goddess couldn't stand her anymore. She's in the mortal world for the first time and trying to figure out who she wants to be.

The Goddess of Time: Theo and Jane's mother. By far the most ruthless - and broken - among her sisters. She lives in her Garden in the plane of the gods, where she takes her daughters to shape them into her champions.

Notes on the setting

everything in this world has a soul, or life force, which can be transferred by those with the right magical inclination

usually, healers can only direct the "souls" from themselves to other in order to heal them, and when their soul runs out, they die - it is the ultimate sacrifice and a healer's greatest honour, to surrender their very souls to their Goddess

there are three Sister Goddesses, each representing a core aspect of humanity, waging war against each other to see who is more powerful (I expand upon it here)

certain types of powerful magic can cause your soul to start eating itself if not kept in check, as is Theo's case

Edit: you can follow the development of Seth and Theo's relationship in the tag #the great Seth and Theo relationship liveblog

If you've read this far - thank you! I hope my WIP has interested you!

[sunmerry-writes]

SHADOW KNIGHTS

When Roxanne chose to aid the teenage boy who'd collapsed outside her work, slaughtering a blood-hungry beast in the process, he gave her an ultimatum: Either execution by his hand, or join the team tasked with hunting them down.

GENRE: Adult, sci-fi, thriller, action, psychological horror & body horror

STATUS: Outlining

TAGLIST: Ask to be added!

[the-down-upside-finch]

WIP Intro!

Title: 25% Crisis (Short Story Series)

Genre: Slice-of-life, but make it urban fantasy. Stories are written in 1st person, with POV swapping between stories! (i.e., Just 1 POV per short, but it may be different in each story.)

General Synopsis:

A mage, a family of wizards, a vampire, and a witch are just trying to exist in a society where magic is considered fantasy—and maybe figure out how to be functioning adults while they're at it.

Tag: #25% Crisis Series

Status: Ongoing series of short stories! (Check out the masterlist of stories here!) This is going to be my first series that I will be posting exclusively here on Tumblr, so I'm very excited!

Character list and some setting notes beneath the cut:

Characters (the Most Relevant Ones):

Freddi Fisher: (they/them) (23 y/o) Local idiot college student that happens to be a mage. Studying writing and rhetoric. They definitely didn't almost blow up the Ralters' microwave. As far as they know, they're the only magician in their family.

Rudy Ralter: (he/him) (22 y/o) Freddi's childhood friend and the youngest child in the Ralter family. For some reason he's the best in his family at using magic, which drives his siblings insane. Chaotic gremlin.

Autumn Ralter: (she/her) (24 y/o) Linden's twin sister and technically the middle child. She's generally pretty phlegmatic, unless she's around Poppy. In trade school for jewelry making. Likes to crochet.

Linden Ralter: (he/him) (24 y/o) Autumn's twin brother, and technically the oldest of the Ralter siblings. He's trying to take responsibility with his magic by teaching himself proper spells, unfortunately while he's already a tired med school student.

Poppy Smith: (she/her) (26 y/o) Autumn's girlfriend, also happens to be a very young vampire. She has a half-brother named Kyle (who's 72 years old) that's only somewhat relevant. Desperately trying to find a long-term hobby.

Franziska "Fran" Gyllenskog: (she/her) (25 y/o) A witch, and the only one in the group that went to an academy for magicians, so she's the one that's usually called in to clean up the group's magical messes. She's not super familiar with the non-magic way of life, and is terrified of cars.

Noam Thompson: (he/him) (23 y/o) Just a regular human that has no idea that magic is real. He's Freddi's suitemate at the dorms on campus, as well as a classmate/colleague. A recovering coffee addict. He can and will accidentally get really deep into conspiracy theories instead of studying.

Setting:

The year is probably 2023. Our heroes are living right in the middle of Salt Lake City, Utah. (Does there have to be a reason?)

Magic is real, but the only ones that know about it are those that can use it or have some other experience with it. The rest of the general population isn't supposed to find out—or there might be "consequences." (What are those consequences? Maybe we'll find out.)

Taglist: @my-cursed-prince, @athenswrites (Please let me know if you want to be added or removed!)

[iamanauthor]

for every note this gets, I will write one sentence in my WIP so I’ll hopefully finish it soon (I need motivation)

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[blood-teeth]

E N T E R T H E L A B Y R I N T H

In the Labyrinth, they talk of gods.

They whisper between their fingers and sweeten their breath with the tales of titans of old who once stood so tall that a single breath would cause earth-tremors, their steps reshaping the ground trod beneath them. Their fingers were the tools that smoothed the mountains into points, shaped and carved the ridges and valleys in between. If you hike far enough, one woman claims, if you travel to a point where the oxygen is thin and your vision blacks, you can make out a partial print against the mountainside. You can run your own fingers along its length and still feel the titan’s warmth as if his palm were pressed right against yours.

The woman says, It is a thing of worship. It is a thing of devotion.

In the Labyrinth, they ask you to make your body anew before the King of the High Hills. They say that you are alive because you must suffer for the life and love of the Lord, that you must open your body and let him lick along your flesh so that he may taste the endlessness of his perpetual reign.

In the Labyrinth, there is no escape from his touch.

“You have a heavy burden upon you,” the headmaster was saying, teeth and eyes all a glitter under the amber cast candles. “I am not unsympathetic to the arduous path ahead of you—but please understand that this suffering must be experienced for the longevity of the king, for the beautiful life ahead of him. Only he is the one who can shed mortality and raise to the gods, because he is the only one strong enough, courageous enough, to count the cost of living forever. You must succeed where others have failed. You, this class, this is our last chance to mend what has been made broken. You must. You must.”

The Mouths of Elysium is a dark-academia fantasy created with Twine where your choices matter to the story. You live inside the Labyrinth, a maze that hates to become known with walls and paths that change every hour. The center of the Labyrinth sits a university that has been there since the beginning of time; its only purpose is to recruit students who can solve the puzzle of life, who can create an elixir that would allow the King of the High Hills to live past the length of forever. Failure means a fate worse than death.

You are one of those students.

Althea Callaghan - You know her in death. She has been the taste of rot against your tongue, the anger and hurt in your palms. You see the nice, beautiful lines of her teeth and become a creature of grief unfolding unto yourself. Debase yourself with the fervent want of her. Bend at your waist and beg for forgiveness.

You hate her. You want to watch her bleed. She feels the exact same about you, but what she doesn't know is that every waking moment of your life is dedicated to her.

The Princess/Prince - The forgotten child of the throne. The 405th child of His glorious reign. Divinity runs through their veins, the heir to so much power, but they will never see themselves rule the unforgiving landscape of the Labyrinth. Their fate is to die and be buried amongst the endless graves of their dead brothers and sisters. They must do this so the King may live forever.

A fully customizable MC including gender, appearance, and sexuality

A landscape of horror. A landscape that hates you and everyone who might try to understand it. Go beyond the walls and be witness to a reality worse than death

Key choices that will influence your game and experience. Will you succeed or fail?

Learn what it means to be forgiven. Learn what it means to suffer. Become devotion. Become loyalty. Make your body anew before the King of the High Hills

DEMO (updated 6/10/24)

[girlfromthecrypt]

Such Happy Campers is an interactive horror/romance novel made in Choicescript.

DEMO / COG FORUM POST

status: demo consists of five chapters + prologue, currently at 147.192 words, last updated on July 15th.

You are an employee of the Cloverleaf program. Your job is to organize and oversee their seasonal vacation for kids from low-income backgrounds and troubled homes. This summer, said vacation will be hosted at the rustic Camp Solace, a cabin campsite situated right next to the picturesque Lake Solace and flanked by acres of woodland.

Camp Solace is idyllic, calm and far removed from the bustle of civilization. 

V̵̲̂e̶̝͆ŕ̸͍y̷͎̏ ̷͚̎f̵͈̀ā̸̦r̵̀͜ ̸͓͘r̴̜̂e̴͉̕m̵̺̎o̷̢̓v̶̒͜è̴̘d̴̳̐ ̴̀͜i̵̡͊ñ̷̘d̸̼̀e̷̪̽ȇ̵̯d̴̜͒.̷̰̚

It'd take you quite a while to reach the nearest town in case of an emergency…

Ý̷̭ö̸͎́u̷̘͗'̴̘͘d̸̛̰ ̶̢̐ḇ̸̌ẻ̸̦t̴̝̅t̷͚̒e̷͓͑r̸͔̿ ̷̱̆m̸̜̔a̸̳̍k̵̰̍ě̸̖ ̸̦̚s̷̛̺ṵ̴̔r̵̘̅e̸̝̽ ̸͈̑n̴̡̛o̶̬͑t̶̺̊h̸͖̋i̵͎̽ṅ̵̜g̸̗̽ ̴̹̿ḧ̵̘́ā̷̦p̸̖̎p̵̻̑e̴̗͌n̵̡̒s̶̜̈.̶̥͂

But you're not alone in this! Working alongside you are Basil Laurier, the free-spirited scion of the wealthiest local family, Anita Merrick, the smart but skittish university student intern, and the Malak siblings, both skilled and experienced teachers. 

Now go take care of those happy little campers.

Customize your MC’s name, appearance, outfit and apartment!

Be a good camp counselor and protect the kids in your care!

Romance a charismatic heir, a chronically sleep-deprived psychology student, a temperamental musician or a reserved martial arts instructor!

Get to know your team and form lasting friendships!

Uncover the lakes long-forgotten secrets and save Camp Solace from the horrors that are slowly closing in on you.

TW: mentions of bullying, toxic past relationships, troubled childhoods, mental illness. Non-graphic.

[generic-whumperz]

[aritany]

WIP INTRO - RESENT YOUR SECOND CHANCES

genre | adult urban fantasy, speculative

status | revising

pitched as GIDEON THE NINTH meets NINTH HOUSE, in which the child of a magical crime family resurrected from the dead for “one last job” to steal from an extra-dimensional library is thwarted by a boy on the hunt for the ghost he just spent the last year falling in love with.

characters |

beauregard "bo" florea, he/him - LOSER. transgendered. on the hunt for his ghost, while trying not to be Maimed™ by the other ghosts haunting him.

tatum santos, they/them - recently resurrected, having a MISERABLE time. does not remember being dead. brought back into a family where everything is different.

aesthetics | hallways leading to nowhere, the crush of magic crawling through your veins, sunset through stained glass lighting up a saint's shroud, chasing a mote of light through vast darkness, the hum of a cursed amulet around your neck, the crackling static of white noise from an old transistor radio, a kiss from a ghost

themes | t4t love conquers all, superpowers, magical resurrection, mafia-esque magical crime family, complicated mothers, daddy issues but because your dad loves you more than anything, strangers-to-friends-to-strangers-to-friends-to-lovers, mommy issues but it's because your mom loves anything more than you.

warnings | death, mild body horror, pregnancy loss (sort of), explorations of grief, parental trauma

PLAYLIST | PINTEREST

taglist: no taglist for this one! follow @aritanycontent and turn on post notifications for excerpts, art, and more! (promise i only reblog capital C Content to that blog, no spamming!)

[floralmusings]

Hi hello, and welcome to my little writing corner!

You can call me Flora (she/her), and I’m hoping to carve out a place for myself in the writing community here on tumblr and follow along with new writing projects, as well as hopefully garner some interest in my own!

I hate the idea of creating this thing and asking for interaction without doing so myself; I am a huge believer of the idea of community, of bettering and bolstering other content creators, and participating in something bigger than myself. So, tag games, asks, challenges, and so on and so forth, are all welcomed and encouraged - additionally, I LOVE hearing about other people’s works, with a particular weak spot for high/dark fantasy, as well as urban fantasy.

Thank you for your time in reading this, if you are a writeblr, interact with this post and I’ll check out your blog! In the meantime, if you’re interested in learning about my wips, they’re below the cut - I am a predominantly adventure fantasy writer, taking inspiration from D&D and real world mythos.

UNDECIDED : Unbound By The Light

Dark Fantasy - Found Family - Hurt/Comfort

Ashaveth, a once devout woman, finds themselves dragged back into the throes of their old beliefs when they stumble upon a creature spoken of only in aeon old hymns and textbooks lost to dust; a creature that bears the symbol of a Goddess they had abandoned so long ago.

Donning a mask that burns with a holy light, all consuming, all radiating - this, was a Faceless One.

If legend was to be believed, they were servants of Vigil, molded and shaped by Her to be the perfect protectors of peace and divine will - they had no name for they had no identity, they had no tongue for they had no voice, they had no blood for they did not bleed.

Had the Goddess she fled finally tracked her down?

UNDECIDED : Parcels & Papercuts

High Fantasy - Cosy - Found Family

The Couriers are a ragtag group who are the proud owners of the delivery service Parcels & Papercuts - a wandering delivery service who will deliver anything to anyone.

This is going to be an anthology series following the characters of this group and their various escapades - from delivering baked goods to a homesick grandaughter, to handing over a love letter to a scorned god. No job is too big and certainly never too small.

This is the type of series that you can jump in whenever, and you won't miss any major plot beats or anything like that.

[zombiekombi-if]

Zombie Kombi

An interactive story by @josru

DEMO TBA | CHARACTERS

The cities are barren.

Not a soul has been seen navigating North America's metropolitan landscapes in years.

The undead are considered soulless, anyways.

In the late 2040s, zombies have overtaken the greater part of North America. You live on the outskirts of San Francisco, in an old, beat-up, secondhand Volkswagen Minibus. Also known as a Kombi (not sponsored).

You've been alone for as long as you can remember. Your elderly parent is long gone, and you have yet to meet another person, let alone one you're sure can be your ally.

Play as male, female or NB/GNC.

Choose your hunting level. Pick between amateur, alright, and advanced.

Romance one of four potential options (or keep them as friends, adversaries, or enemies, depending on your choices)

Choose your path:

Discover what happened to the world, causing it to be filled with the undead, by traversing to the city.

Find out about the first owner of your Kombi. (#??? videos found so far.)

Navigate conspiracies about a local settlement that seems too friendly.

Howard "How" Ngam

A mid-thirties, quiet, skeptical Thai-American man, How Ngam hates everyone and everything that's happened to him. He's the previous (read: not the first) owner of the Kombi- imagine his surprise when he stumbles upon you, living in a place he was sure he left locked and empty, meant to be his personal solitude.

He isn't the easiest to talk to, but his bristly attitude has it's purpose in this world. He's discovered a lot about the city, and How could take you there, but he's protective of those he cares about, which might include you.

Appearance: Tan-olive skin, deep-set eyes with wrinkles and dark circles, wide nose, prominent lips, shaggy, ear-length black hair, brown eyes, and stubble/mustache going on. About 5'8", fairly lean, some muscle. He's usually wearing a hand-me down, dark green jacket, and a copper-toned beanie. Heavy worker boots. Non-descript pants and shirt.

Dylan Chase

A late twenties, Half-Irish woman, Dylan is always searching for a greater purpose. She's scared, but determined to find herself in the midst of the apocalypse. You could worry that she's read too many self-help books, but she knows herself. Even if she can be a bit harsh about it.

Dylan wants more than anything to be caring, to prove to others that she's not a bad person. She lives in a well furnished settlement, where lack of resources seems to never be an issue. The guilt of being there, when everyone else is suffering, eats at her, but you could soothe her feelings, if you wish.

Appearance: Pale, warm toned, freckly-orange skin, hooked nose, sharply defined, thinner lips, deep red long hair past her shoulders, (basically think of a tomato), green wide eyes. About 5'6", very skinny, long runner legs with muscular calves. Despite the cold of San Francisco, Dylan runs hot and wears jean shorts, cropped shirts, or athleisure like hoodies and leggings.

Gloor

He's a zombie. Gloor's skin is a pallid green-blue, with splotches of beige that reminds you he was human at one point. There are chunks of skin and flesh missing from his body, but he persists on, in the way the undead always do.

He can barely hold a fully fledged sentence with you, but you can tell he doesn't mean any harm. There's something lifelike in his eyes as he stares with you, a strong purpose held in his pupils, untouched by the typical fog that zombies carry. It's even more obvious in the way he seems to still have fine motor skills: he's capable of writing a few letters for you, if you want him to.

Appearance: Green-blue skin, brownish-grey hair that's mostly all fallen out, brown eyes. No nose, lips receding. 6'2", surprisingly wide in the middle due to his ribcage. He's wearing an old, dilapidated suit, and a wrinkly dress shirt, and torn up pants.

Alia Jacobs

Named after Saint Alia of the Knife, Alia is a mid-thirties, black woman that absolutely adores pop culture and trivia. She's a massive, optimistic nerd, and maybe one that's a bit obsolete in this current time- nobody really cares to get into escapist fantasies the way she does. Either way, she's got a cabin filled with comics, old video games, and DVDs. You wonder where and how she's collected so much paraphernalia, and mainly why-  and she's willing to share that with you if you don't judge her.

Appearance: Deep cool toned skin, natural loose afro to about the end of her neck, brown eyes, slight smile lines, prominent lips, straight nose. 5'3", pear shaped, hourglass body. She wears billowy, silky tops, and well structured cargo pants. She wears a lot of jewelry like rings, bangles, and earrings.

[the-letterbox-archives]

okay, let's talk about hyrde!

hello all! so, hyrde! i've been working on it in private for a bit now, so i figure it's high time i actually introduce it!

Come forth and a hearty welcome, outcasts! Wanderers, heretics, disdained souls – nought loved by Aestelwic or it’s inhabitants, but hate does us no good. Within the walls of Aestelwic, peace comes as naturally as the air, lo, that kind breath! The outside, however, is home only to savages; monsters, beasts, and truths none are quite ready to face in all their bloodied beauty.

the basics

hyrde is a story about a small world expanded by its own history, its secrets becoming its undoing. the village of aestelwic was always made to be small, quiet and contained; tight-knit and iron-ruled. however, across the town, seeds of doubt are breaking soil. you can call hyrde a speculative horror; this is a simple historical world with traces of magic, and folk + body + psychological horror.

an important theme of this story is about the children of a society. when you have a society, you must raise the next generation of that society, or it won't continue. hyrde's children are raised thusly; obedient and kind-hearted. they don't question the world that raised them, for it's the only world they know.

but when there is a cycle of pain, secrets, and suffering, and the next generation is raised to follow that without question, the society will never change for the better. that idea is central to hyrde.

hyrde is separated into five stories about the youth of aestelwic whose paths intertwine when such a thing is called for. the amyrran saga, the wræcca saga, the fyr saga, the beorgan saga, and the seon saga. these parts are all interconnected within the whole story of hyrde.

the characters

i will put character intro posts here when they're ready. for now, have some names!

jericho

fawn

wren

ywain

jester

seren

staniša

sigrid

rayaan

mr marrow

vera

taki

the seamstress

the spinner

the weaver

the music

here is a playlist dedicated to hyrde if you want a musical feel for the story:

i am also considering making some of my own tracks relevant to certain characters or locations as well, will update when that occurs!

the progress

as for how much i've got done, a fairly good bit! hyrde is sitting strong with almost 15,000 words, but the massively purple prose does tend to make that number raise faster. the amyrran saga has the most done, about 4 chapters, and the debuts for the rest are being written!

i think that's all i have to say about hyrde! i'm very passionate about this one and really proud of how far it's gone already! with that, i bid you goodbye!

"folyn kadel ruathir faudaig taithaig kainbir."

('i leave to you uncountable fortune and excellent travelling.' => aestelwic's language)

taglist bc its been way too long since i updated with actual writing stuff:

@an-indecisive-nerd, @autism-purgatory, @cherrychiplip, @arality, @corinneglass,

@drchenquill, @gioiaalbanoart, @glassfrogforest, @hetaeraofhephestus, @honeybewrites,

@illarian-rambling, @inseasofgreen, @introchasingstars, @justsomeunmemorablewords, @kind-lion,

@leahnardo-da-veggie, @lesbianmessiah, @melpomene-grey, @millipede333, @moltenwrites,

@mysticstarlightduck, @noxxytocin, @oliolioxenfreewrites, @ominous-faechild, @paeliae-occasionally,

@pheonix358, @pluppsauthor, @rumeysawrites, @ri-toast167, @storyteller-kara,

@tc-doherty, @thecomfywriter, @thecrazyalchemist, @the-golden-comet, @thesaddersalad,

@theink-stainedfolk, @verdant-mainframe, @world-of-iridensia, @wyked-ao3

bonus snippet!

Painted stones marked the place where the lies died. Their beautiful crime was etched into the earth, plainly written with the steel tongue of a shovel. An axe lay next to it, bathed in that most terrible thing. What a terrible bloody moon above them! From whence it came? It was not of the earth below, and it was not at home in the sky above. There was no happy place for a moon like that, for it was merely a stone, void of purpose. Vapid and nothing. It would leave such a perilous mark on those children, so young and impressionable. Their impressions lay in what was beneath them, crawling at their feet.

[ettawritesnstudies]

About the Story: Releases Oct 31st, 2025!

When Cecelia disappears into a storm on the night before Halloween, her older sister Hannah must venture into faerieland to bring her home.

Armed with their father’s green coat, a steel pocket knife, and a red friendship bracelet, she stomps into the woods in search of clues. Soon she finds herself on a dangerous and extraordinary adventure, navigating between the Seelie and Unseelie courts. But secrets await in the woods, and Hannah only knows stories, not the truth about the threat that stalks their family.

Will she be able to rescue her sister and return home before it’s too late?

Meet the Girls:

Hannah Teagan

Cecelia Teagan

The Taken

Want to be the first to know about updates for this project? Sign up for my mailing list! I'll be releasing new illustrations, ARC reviews, and announcing preorders later this year!

I've been on Writeblr for fiveish years working on this story and it would really mean the world to me if you could give this a reblog to share it around to people who might not have heard of it before. I'm really trying to get better at this whole marketing thing and I've only got a handful of months to learn how to do that. Eek!

I drew all the chapter headings myself! I'm a self taught artist and I'm very proud of how they turned out. If you love books with tons of art in them, there will be a lot more coming. I'm hoping to fill the pages with beautiful drawings done by one of my best writeblr friends and I can't wait to share those with you all.

[runner-owen]

WIP INTRO - FRIEND OF THE DAMNED

STATUS: COMPLETE

Haunted by the events at the Glint Hall Hotel, Owen Rosedown writes a letter to the one person he knows will understand…

Owen is a Runner - a detective for hire - and no stranger to crime and death. He's not so familiar with spirits. When his cousin, Loretta, asks for his help, Owen doesn't hesitate. It should have been so simple to investigate the medium. But Owen's meeting with Theodora Dartmere takes a turn he couldn't have expected. And when the lights go out, the Damned will claim their feast.

Gothic horror!

Fantasy Victorian setting!

Trans man protagonist!

Diverse characters!

Written as a letter!

Ghosts!

Homoerotic hatred!

Woman's wrongs!

Dogs…?

30 pages, 6.6k words

COMING FEB 22 TO ITCHIO!

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my name is Ro, I'm 23 years old, and I currently work full-time as an optician while I juggle approximately a dozen projects. please please PLEASE tag me in your projects, tag games, whatever. I love to look at things :)

here's a handful of my current projects. let me know if anyone wants to be on a gen/specific tag list!

THE LAST LORINEAN

epic fantasy, draft 3.2

A marathon of a project, spawning from an absentminded idea in 2011. While the central cast has undergone some face-lifts over the years, the bones have remained somewhat unchanged. There's probably a million drafts of this out there, but we'll call my current one the third big effort to get the story written.

Found family, magical road-trip, and laying the foundations for an interconnected multi-series exploration of the universe in which it's set.

Those born on the Aronian continent do not dream, long-cursed by the Witch Queen of the previous age. The dream-weaving Lorineans, who once provided a reprieve from the curse to the Aronian people, conspired against the kingdom and earned their eradication at the hands of the now-immortal Emperor. The empire now lives in dreamless peace, a united force of human, elven, and faerie kingdoms.

In the rural south of the Empire, Lilliana Karington has been living a quiet life. Unbeknownst to her, a Lorinean has been hitching a ride on her soul for her entire life—a secret that will send her on the run. She is joined by a fugitive by the name of Sadene from the faerie kingdom of Kyrania who carries secrets of her own, secrets that could topple the Kyranian monarchy and pantheon both.

With Imperial soldiers and Sadene's twin brother on their heels, Lilli must learn to trust the Lorinean she is bound to if she is ever to find a way to return to her peaceful life. But as she learns more about the secrets her Empire hides, the harder it will be to find peace ever again.

THE DAUGHTER OF DENMARK

historical fantasy, draft 3

a.k.a. I played Hamlet seven years ago and now it's everyone's problem. A novelization/reimagining of Hamlet through the lens of gender, queerness, and what a religious conflict means when there is concrete memory of Denmark's pre-Christian heritage. However, please don't expect historical accuracy from this project. It's about vibes.

Court intrigue, love quadrangles, repressed trauma, tragedy… y'know, the Shakespeare of it all.

Hamlet has known what her life was meant to be from the very moment she was born. Named a Ragnarson to ensure her claim to the Danish throne, she has been sheparded by her kind-hearted father and traditional German mother towards the title and burden of King.

When a hunting accident brings Hamlet near death, she is sent to her mother's old university for safety, far from the politics of Denmark. The things she saw in the world between life and death haunt Hamlet between her studies and blossoming friendships.

All too soon, Hamlet is called back to Denmark, where a dark shadow has robbed her of all she once knew. Through madness and memory, she must spiral to the end of a story that was written long ago.

PROJECT: ATLANTIS

epic sci-fantasy, outlining

Inspired by a Google+ roleplay group the two of us were members of in 2014-2019, a friend and I have been building a world and narrative that stretches years of cowriting. We are slowly finding a way to adapt our work into novelizations. One day, we'll even come up with a title!

Political intrigue, vast worldbuilding, and a web of characters spanning one end of the world to the other. Featuring a conlang and neography!

After fifteen years of tenuous peace in Atlantis, the question of succession has risen again. Faolan Althaea is of age to take her family's throne, but the banished descendants of Faolan Agallai have retained their influences in the dark, and they are ready to make another bid for the throne. Althaea is thrust headfirst into the boiling conflict, and she must learn fast which faces to trust.

On the other side of a once dormant portal, Faolan Illyrius is paying the price for rescinding his claim to the coveted throne. The godless, ransacked world of Aegina—known as Earth to its inhabitants, the aeg'oroi—is hiding knowledge that could turn the tides of the Faolan and Agallai conflict, and he is the one who must get his hands dirty to find it.

The Agallai loyalists have not been dormant since orchestrating the death of Althaea's parents. They have gathered supporters of a new generation, preying on the aeg'oroi that regent Priar Arsina, ruling in Althaea's stead for the last fifteen years, is so determined to alienate. As the succession crisis comes to a head, loyalist agents vie for control over the portal connecting Atlantis to the aeg'oroi homeland.

Something dark lurks in the shadows of Entropy connecting these two worlds. The gods have fallen silent, and their people are divided. Will Atlantis stand, or will sickness devour it all?

ON THE PRECIPICE OF THE UNIVERSE

narrative sci-fi poetry, final draft

Return of the king… because I am going to be self-publishing her! I am starting a fresh round of edits and will be looking for some beta readers soon. Mostly need a vibe check on the amount/length of poems and general format. Then comes cover design (will be commissioning a college friend), page design, and figuring out how the hell I'm gonna do this!

Sentient spaceships, loneliness, and the great unknown.

When the last war broke out on Earth's surface, the spaceships launched. No one expected the fires to reach high enough to knock the entire fleet out of the sky—save one, a sole survivor drifting onwards to a new planet.

Years later, only one of the ship's passengers remains alive, going through the motions of the day without fail. The last human alive cleans the vents and weeds the hydroponic gardens. And, they write, chronicling the little life they have left to live.

OEDIPUS REGINA

tragedy, draft one

Apparently, I am allergic to writing a play about anything but the ancient Greeks. Yet another gender reimagining! This came at the request of some college friends who acted in The Kassandriad and have done some readings of my other Greek plays. Still debating if I will be swapping the masculine and feminine for the names.

Cycles of fate, inherited trauma, and the inherent eroticism of riddles.

Oedipus, princess of Corinth, is a young woman when she hears the prophecy that she kill her mother and bed her father. She flees the home she has always known and finds herself in Thebes, a city living in the shadow of a sphynx and the absence of their queen. The childless, widower king takes an interest in her; an interest that sets in motion a cacophony of disasters for the Theban throne.

EAT HER HEART OUT

drama, draft one

Guess what. It's a reimagining of a Greek myth. Who is surprised. This one is taking a look at the Homeric Hymn to Demeter—and yes, I am aware of how many Persephone retellings there are in the world. Leave me alone. What if I'm built different (I'm not).

Motherhood, dependence/independence, and unreliable narrators.

We visit three worlds: of the gods, where Demeter searches for her daughter and Persephone toils in the Underworld; of the mortals, where Demeter hides among a mortal family during her endless winter; and of the Muses, who tell the story à la true crime podcast. The lines intertwine and an old story is made new (again).

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WIP Intro - Jest of Royalty [JoR]

Genre: High Fantasy Action Adventure

Media: (Future) Webcomic

POV: First Person Side-narration

Themes: Redemption, Forgiveness, Found Family, The good in the world and what may result from it

Tropes: Macguffin, True King, Fallen god, Revenge, Found Family, Redemption Arcs, Feel-good Fluff, Lots of Filler

CWs: Child abuse, Trauma, Grief, Alcohol abuse, Murder, Attempted SA

Summary:

Ever since his sister was born, Ronan has been the provider for his family, a hunter and a fighter. Seventeen and in charge of funds and food since his father is unable to find work with a paralyzed leg, and his mother must stay home to take care of his sick sister, Ronan is the only one who's had to deal with the whispers and rumors of 'curses' on the Terrys family. He shuts the rumors up quick with his fists, and has gained a reputation for himself in town. When you hear the long strides of the forest elf, hold your tongue or he might tear it out. And in this, Ronan has found himself face-to-face with a unique foe, his long-time nemesis, the young god of chaos, Mangrove. However, as tensions grow thin, the town begins to quiet under the watchful eye of the new Trifold-Coast Alliance and King Kyrin's thickening forces through the streets.

But when Mangrove ambushes Ronan on a hunting trip, taunting him and threatening the safety of his home, Ronan decides he's had enough and takes measures to make sure this is the last time he has to deal with him. He takes Mangrove's staff, his godly artifact and only claim to power and home in the realm of the heavens, and shatters it against a rock, letting the pieces fall into a small hole between the four realms, the power of a god gone in an instant. Horrified, Mangrove flees, and under the light of a meteor shower, the Starfall, Ronan returns home to find it torn to the ground, a poster in the remains detailing the deliberate and swift execution of his family for 'Traitorous Crimes against the Alliance'. Ronan buries his family, taking up his father's old bow and swears vengeance right then and there.

Along his journey for power and revenge, Ronan decides the power of a god, the very staff he broke would be his goal. In his quest for power, he crosses paths with two Harpies of good heart with an uncertain love story between them, a powerful faerie mage fascinated by any magic and her brother, a broken and angry Satyr, each other all they have left, a merchant with dreams of love and joy, an emotionless phantom with a sadness buried beneath a stone heart, and the very same old enemy he slighted to start the whole ordeal. With the loss of old families haunting their steps, together, they make a new one.

Characters:

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Ronan Elf- 17 years old - Male Likes to Punch first ask Questions later, always high energy, ANGRY

Finn Harpy - 39 years old - Male Wants to help and work, Father figure, The only responsible one here

Morena Harpy - 38 years old - Female Loves everyone, wants to help as much as she can, High Anxiety

Rose Fae - 37 years old - Female Loves magic, wants to research and Protect her new family

Jakkon Satyr - 38 years old - Male Hates life, hates people, hates you, will tell you to fuck off

Mangrove God - 19 years old - Male Thinks he's better than everybody, will not hesitate to say so, kind of a prick

Wildrun (Wild) Phantom - 13 years old - Male Doesn't feel emotions but wants to, A domestic abuse victim

Phenik Naga - 16 years old - Male Always tries his hardest, sees the silver lining in every cloud, a Cinnamon roll

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