༝✧𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘.

𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙞-𝙝𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 ; alicja. xx. writeblr.

[apollchiles]

does any of my old moots remember me? :(

[apollchiles]

NANOWRIMO 2020: we exist to burn genre: urban fantasy. Who we were? A pack of kids, I guess. We were all young and curious, we believed in ghosts and feared the darkness. We wanted to love and trust and we did. Without thinking of the consequences, without being scared of our hearts being broken. After all, it all was supposed to happen. We didn't even know each other before. Our souls just randomly showed on the wheel of fortune and our names have been chosen just like it could've happened to the hundreds of other names. But after all, that one night brought us together. Tied us with thread that couldn't be destroyed. But we didn't know that the same tangled thread will try to choke us one day.

[carumens]

“So, they tell me we’re celebrating?” he said, shouting to make himself be heard over the low thump of the bass reverberating through the speakers hanging from every corner of the room.

“That’s my little punk talking!” shouted Chinatsu. Her perfect looks were no longer perfect—her eyeliner was smudged, and her face was covered in sweat, and her braid had come undone, so now her long dark hair was sticking to her forehead and cheeks and neck— but the anxiousness was out of her eyes, and her smile was wide and genuine. “Cheers, cheers!”

Ryuu guffawed and tousled Taiga’s hair, and then pointed a finger at Yuki. “Get another drink for Tiny Boss here!”

Kotori clapped and seconded Ryuu.

The rest of the night was more of a blur than a succession of actions. Taiga downed drink after drink, even when Ryuu told him to slow down and Yuki warned him that the next time he slurred a word she would hit him. At some point, Chinatsu dragged him over to the poker table, where a bunch of men and women whose faces Taiga couldn’t exactly discern sat, throwing dollar bills and rings and necklaces and even a pair of shoes to the center of the table. Kotori tried —in lieu of Yuki, who was too busy trying to keep her head straight on her shoulders— to dissuade him, but Chinatsu insisted he had said he was good at poker, and so Taiga sat on the table and played.

“If I lose, I don’t really have anything to pay with,” he whispered in Chinatsu’s ear.

In response, she just barked a laugh and told him not to worry.

Somehow, he won every single round he played, even though, if he has been asked, he wouldn’t be able to remember a single of his plays. To celebrate, Chinatsu invited to a round of shots.

[whorizcn]

𝐚  𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬  𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐫 .  (  2020 ,  dir.  ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅʀɪᴀ  ᴄ .  )

hey … mahalia ? - yes ,  darlin’ ?

do  you  have  any  ideas  to  how  this  will  end ? … a- any  ideas  on  what  fate  herself  has  in  store  for  us ?

[ the  chiming  of  distant  crickets  and  dying  embers  fills  the  silent  air ]

- no. - and  why’s  that ?

i’ve  danced  with  fate  long  enough  to  know  that  it’s  never  worth  your  time  to  feed  into  those  silly  kinds  of  fantasies . - now  i  think  that’s  just  your  pessimism  talkin’ .

[ silent  laughter  breaks  the  crisp  night’s  air .  though  it  quickly  ceases  as  delphine  swallows  thickly ]

what  if … fate  doesn’t  have  a  happy  ending  in  store  for  us . - then  we  take  it  as  it  is .  a  blessing .

[apollchiles]

hello, my dear friends! apollchiles is here! for someone who call herself a writer, sometimes im not the best at words. it’s been a really long time since I created this writeblr and probably even longer time since I have been active here for the last time. I thought I really gave up this time with this blog but nanowrimo is coming and I decided to give myself one more chance. and since I never really introduced myself, I think it’s the best time for that. 

i’m calling myself Alice here but my real polish name is Alicja, I’m 20 years old cat mom from Poland. I finished high school this year and currently I’m living in Warsaw with my friends, having my first full job and trying to finally find myself in this messy world. Except that I’m just trying to have money for piercings and tattoos. 

I’m literally the Queen of never finished wips which is kinda,,,, sad but im trying my best!!!!! I don’t really have any favorite genre and I can write LITERALLY everything. Just @ my brain give me more ideas. (no, please, I’m not serious I have enough) I’ve been writing since I was 11 but it was always writing in polish. Fiction is kinda my coping mechanism. It’s the best way for me to deal with everything around me, so I tend to idealize a lot of things in my writing, especially my ocs but I’m trying to remember that !!PEOPLE ARE NOT PERFECT AND THAT MAKES THEM BEUTIFUL!! and I’m trying to show it in my stories.

I don’t know what else can I say so?? if someone wants to ask me something or just talk, feel free to send me asks or messages!! I’m always happy to get them <3

                                     MY WIPS PAGE 

tagging some of my favorite people here to remind them I still remember about them: @whorizcn @tsaikovski @adrestaie @demonites @grishae @ikilledmyocs @vviciously @nexiliss @omgbrekkerkaz​

[apollchiles]

hello alice i hope you're doing well today!!! since nano is coming up im curious as to what your nano project is :eyes: is it a project youve already introduced or is it a completely new one?? spill the beans pls im v curious

HEYYY YOU BABY!! im having a good day today, I hope you’re doing well too!! I want to write we exist to burn for nanowrimo and I already posted some kind of preview????? few months ago and it has it’s wip tag so HERE IT IS  but don’t focus too much on the post with characters if you find it because I’m probably gonna do some changes in the Main SquadTM because I have so many ideas!!!! 

[apollchiles]

hello, my dear friends! apollchiles is here! for someone who call herself a writer, sometimes im not the best at words. it’s been a really long time since I created this writeblr and probably even longer time since I have been active here for the last time. I thought I really gave up this time with this blog but nanowrimo is coming and I decided to give myself one more chance. and since I never really introduced myself, I think it’s the best time for that. 

i’m calling myself Alice here but my real polish name is Alicja, I’m 20 years old cat mom from Poland. I finished high school this year and currently I’m living in Warsaw with my friends, having my first full job and trying to finally find myself in this messy world. Except that I’m just trying to have money for piercings and tattoos. 

I’m literally the Queen of never finished wips which is kinda,,,, sad but im trying my best!!!!! I don’t really have any favorite genre and I can write LITERALLY everything. Just @ my brain give me more ideas. (no, please, I’m not serious I have enough) I’ve been writing since I was 11 but it was always writing in polish. Fiction is kinda my coping mechanism. It’s the best way for me to deal with everything around me, so I tend to idealize a lot of things in my writing, especially my ocs but I’m trying to remember that !!PEOPLE ARE NOT PERFECT AND THAT MAKES THEM BEUTIFUL!! and I’m trying to show it in my stories.

I don’t know what else can I say so?? if someone wants to ask me something or just talk, feel free to send me asks or messages!! I’m always happy to get them <3

                                     MY WIPS PAGE 

tagging some of my favorite people here to remind them I still remember about them: @whorizcn @tsaikovski @adrestaie @demonites @grishae @ikilledmyocs @vviciously @nexiliss @omgbrekkerkaz​

[apollchiles]

does anyone still remember me???

[thoradvice]

you’re so young and you have so much time. life is longer than you think, and there will be time for you to do everything. if you lost your youth to mental illness or abuse, your life isn’t over. you can do everything you missed out on, and more. if you’re losing your youth right now, there will be time for you to do the things you want to do. it’s gonna be okay, you still have time.

[ikilledmyocs-deactivated2020110]

callista is the only daughter of miras sarseroza. after the flood plague swept through the remnants of france ten years ago she became the sole heir to his fortune, however some believe that he may not leave it to her. callista has a reputation as a troublemaking socialite who only cares about partying and modeling. she can be found on the front page of every magazine, however, you will not find any detailed interviews from her. beyond what is seen from paparazzi pictures and photoshoots, callista’s life is a mystery. even those who have spoken to her do not truly known who she is, saying that she is one the greatest actresses they’ve ever met.

four years ago her father announced that she would be attending the specialized academy for united children, a world-renowned high school for elite students. two months before she was due to graduate she was spotted in central sector with preston monahan- another socialite with an even messier reputation. it is unknown why callista suddenly returned home, but many of her fans have voiced their concern, noting that she has lost a lot of weight and looks like she’s had her soul sucked out of her. whatever her reason for coming home is, union is proud to welcome the daughter of our governor back.

CHARACTER REINTRODUCTION: CALLISTA SARSEROZA, THE STAR OF WE ARE UNSUPER.

[ikilledmyocs-deactivated2020110]

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[aleghieris]

𝘞𝘐𝘗 ― 𝙉𝙊𝙍𝙏𝙃 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀𝙎

This is not what Neva Wang signed up for.

Truthfully, when her deadbeat father adopted her although she was born by mistake in one of his nightventures (the only one he, to this day, regrets) she knew she was just an asset. Plus, Neva had been prepared to compete in Eden her whole life. Expensive tutors who’d stepped in to help her and Oliver with the puzzles, the tricks, the dangerous situations had all prepared her for every possible problem that could occur but this—

This was something no one had expected, could even have.

If she was being honest, Aelin Arlotti did have it all considering her grandfather introduced the game into the world and her grandfather was the one teaching her how to win. She’d been taught to survive, to persevere in the unfamiliar environment of Eden by birth. d Discipline was a virtue she lived with, prided herself on the fact that she never lost her composure no matter what sidled up to her side.

But when the target—alive, breathing and with a pulse, another human being—ends up being held at a gunpoint and the game, initially just a real-time survival craft capture the flag, becomes so much more, so much not what she knows like the back of her hand, the only thing left to do is scream.

And Aelin ends up doing just that. In due time.

𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨: 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭, 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘵𝘴, 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘶 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴, 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘨𝘢𝘺 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺 

(find the story on @/throughs on my wattpad! or click this link!)

[aleghieris]

tagging: @vandorens , @theforgottencoolkid , @semblanche , @honeywharf , @apollchiles , @adrestaie , @whorizcn , @evergrcen , @goldbonne , @thatsadwriter

[tsainami]

WIP INTRODUCTION: A BAZAAR FOR MAGIC

Once, there existed three doors between worlds. One was made of glass-like gold. Another of silver thorns. The last was made of iron, forged by an ungiving will. Time bound them together. Magic made sure to keep them apart. And those who knew of them, who knew their truths, their myths and their secrets, hesitated to acknowledge a fourth—another door that hung like a phantom within the darkest depths of the Void.

GENRES: fantasy, steampunk

DEMOGRAPHIC: young adult

NARRATION: third person, past tense, multiple points of view

SUMMARY: Jan deals magic, but he’s also a thief. Through the Void, he travels between dimensions and steals time from magic users, taking pieces of their souls into the Iron dimension—where the concept of magic is nothing but a myth. When he destroys its myth by selling it, the balance of the universe is thrown off-kilter and the existence of magic itself is put at stake. 

In an effort to restore the balance, the magicking worlds send hunters to capture Jan, but something darker is at work in the Void—the only place that enables one to travel in-between worlds. 

And in the heart of it all, a long-lost legend begins to wake.

WIP PAGE // BLOGTAG // PLAYLIST // WATTPAD

In case you were curious, this is my WIP that was formerly called Cheat. It’s also the WIP I’ve been working on for 4 years sksksks. As always, please reblog this 🌊 or shoot me an ask 🌟 if you want to be added to this WIP’s 🕰 taglist!

➞ Tagging mutuals from the old taglist to get this post going. I’m pretty sure this one’s full of url changes…

@omgbrekkerkaz @petchwritesbooks @maskedlady @whatsanapocalae​ @jess—writes @fictionversallies​ @gina-writes @nerocael @nepeinthe @twocrownsoneshittywriter @astorsa​ @medusaswrites @lefttowrite @srazar @namelessscribe @velvet-moss @lemonayyyyyde @kavqnsky @chellewrites @agentorange-writes @honeyedmonikers @ghafasinej @apollchiles @katerinarevel @everwrites @gothemark​ @vandorens​

[carumens]

sunflowers at night | main characters » gerah mayham

“Gerah,” said Father Marks. “I remember vividly you coming as a kid to catechesis. I’m always open to questions, but I’d hoped you’d taken your first communion with Catholicism’s basic concepts clear.”

When Gerah only blushed in response, he added: “God ways are not our ways.”

“Valba says God ways are just unwalkable.”

Gerah looked at Father Marks from the corner of his eye, but he simply hummed and laced his fingers.

“Valba doesn’t believe in God,” said Gerah, quietly.

Father Marks paused, sent Gerah a leveled look. “She does not,” he said.

“So she won’t go to Heaven.”

“She will not.”

“Mark doesn’t believe, either.”

“He does not

“Then,” said Gerah, leaning back. “I think I won’t go either. To Heaven, I mean.”

[carumens]

taglist (scream to be removed/added):  @kit-tells-a-story @annaalexiswrites @katabasiss @sleepyscribbling @katherinescribbles @naturallysweetnloaded @endymions @chellewrites @the-ichor-of-ruination @theforgottencoolkid @easypreywip @crimescenedwrites  @cosmic-closet @alixismad @apollchiles @medusaswrites @saintephemeral @montevena @zoyalai @hazeywrites @girlnovels @lostypewriter @maskedlady @omgbrekkerkaz @nexiliss @tea—leaves  @bitchiago @bookworm0123 @idalievu @bitterbodies @blueinkblot @thoughtsofthestars @starrywritingg   @ghafasinej @semblanche  @callmeweeeh @otters-holding-hands @ibuzoo @rachelswritings @waterfallofinkandpages @latrantem

[moariin]

THESE HUNGRY DOGS  — flowers edition   → Novak Czerniak as Aconite 

‹ Aconite or wolfsbane represents caution and hatred. It is widely known as a warning sign, often related to death and misanthropy. ›

“About the underground ring,” Leon said. “You never told me how you escaped.”

She hummed, nodding partially as her eyes were focused, attentive to her surroundings. “And why should I? Some secrets are meant to be buried.”

But she then gave pause, tilting her head to the side, then inclined her head back to him. Her eyes narrowed, shot darkly against him. “You’re not forcing me to make amends, are you?”

“Amends or not, I heard that Remgaud is a prison, disguised as a fighting ground. And I heard it posed a challenge for those who wished to be freed from it. So how did you do it?”

Novak’s mouth drew to a thin line, pondering as her eyes settled toward the sky, half waiting for something, the snow perhaps. And it was close, Leon realized, that the storm would arrive anytime soon.

When all was clear and quiet, she finally found her words to play through her pink lips. "The Imperial Princess’ pet came to me. The death speaker did.”

TAG LIST (asked to be added/removed):  

@vandorens @nepeinthe @quilloftheclouds @zielenheil @montevena @vviciously @wiipciity @noloumna @the-ichor-of-ruination @katerinarevel @fartistically @ashesconstellation @astorsa

[rude-even-post-mortem-deactivat]

Me, a writer: *has an good idea for a story/fanfic*

Also me: “I wish somebody would write that.”

[quasi-normalcy]

The great tragedy of being a writer is that you never really get to be the audience for the stories that you’ve always wanted to read.

[thescaredfluid]

I’ve never seen it put into words so perfectly before fuck

[americanbeasts-moved]

— moving blogs!

hello, everyone! i was supposed to return to this account a few weeks ago, but i have decided to move this blog to my main one in hopes that using it again can become a little easier. i will be having the same username ( @americanbeasts ) and, since it will be a sideblog, i’ll be following everyone from @shacklebolts ♡

this post will be queued so feel free to unfollow me here and follow me there! 

ps. i’m going to tag some of my mutuals just so y’all see this! @vandorens / @anomaly00 / @birdquils / @lillylikemyflower / @bebewrites / @ashesconstellation / @fartistically / @apollchiles / @jugularss / @holotones / @yikeskimi / @septemberliterature / @carumens / @thegrievingyoung / @sober-two / @theforgottencoolkid ♡

[aleghieris]

hey fam, it’s farah. a small writeblr intro would be suffice i guess so here it goes: i turned sixteen recently and i’m game for a good myster/thriller/academia/contemporary/fantasy story if it has a good enough plot to pique my interest. currently, i’m writing a gaming genre thriller in a fictional setting which includes rivals to lover polar opposite lesbian leads, the fucking mafia, stupid authoritarian figure, found family trope and a game that turns too real when the rescue mission for a mannequin becomes a rescue mission for a boy (a dead boy, if they don’t hurry). my favorite writeblrs at the moment are @melwrotethat @semblanche @fartistically @liarede @vandorens @shezadis @evergrcen @adrestaie @vviciously @popovs and @apollchiles. hope you guys don’t mind me tagging you! hmu w your works in the reblogs so we can interact!

i follow from @strofvs. find me on wattpad (though its very naked rn).