maturing is realizing that emojis and emoticons can coexist….. an emoji cannot express the feeling of :) and an emoticon cannot express the feeling of 😳. #peaceandlove
im a content creator. im mentally ill. im insane. im a wild animal. im out of melatonin gummies. im normal. im an industry professional. ive never seen a movie in my life. im not going to bite anything. im an amateur. im a homosexual. im illiterate. im going to start an animation company
“You’re trying not to tell him you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.”
amaité.- mayan origin name, that translates to “rostro del cielo” or “face of the heavens”.
— about.
hello i’m marcy! my pronouns are they/she and i’m an aspiring writer with who never exists completely except for that opportune moment. if i’m not usually crying over fictional, i tend to write words hoping they make sense.
my favorite books are le petit prince, these violent delights, wuthering heights, cien años de soledad, if we were villains and the revenge of the sith novelization.
—wip: asystole
trying to find they way in life, two past lovers meet again only to find out their love is burning them to the point they can revive over time.
someone once said that the saddest word in the whole english language was almost.
he was almost in love and she was almost good for him.
he almost stopped and dropped everything, she almost waited.
and they almost made it.
Deadly Poisons to Use in Your Next Story: Part Two
Hello, hello again! Here I am and back with part two of deadly poisons. It was suggested to me, that maybe I should incorporate images of the plants in my post, so incorporate images I shall. So let’s dive right in!
Disclaimer: I am not responsible for any decisions or actions you decide to take regarding this information. This is all in good fun for writing. I am in no shape or form teaching anyone how to commit murder.
1. Henbane: is sometimes known as the “devil’s eyes,” due to the black colored stigma (center of the flower). This plant was used in witchcraft and black magic. It was said during these time periods that the flowers would look and smell like death. Do not confuse henbane with belladonna. All parts of the plant is considered highly toxic. Smelling the toxic leaves causes dizziness, stupor, insanity, dry mouth, dilated pupils, restlessness, hallucinations, delirium leading to a potential coma, and eventually death. The medicinal uses of this medicine include being used as a painkiller, anesthetic, treatment of Parkinson’s and rheumatic aches and pains.
Toxicity: 99
Medicinial Use: 80
Mortality Rate: 79
Temptation to Use: 13
2. Arum Maculatum: also known as the cuckoo pint, or ladies and swords, or Adders Tongue. It is found growing in the woodlands and hedgerows. It is one of the most toxic wild plants and is said to smell of rotten meat. If eaten is can cause irritation of the mouth and tongue, swelling of the throat, difficulty breathing, burning pain, and upset stomach, as well as intense convulsions and death. This plant has been used to treat diarrhea, sore throats, rheumatic pain, as well as removing freckles and blemishes.
Toxicity: 87
Medicinal Use: 70
Mortality Rate: 80
Temptation to Use: 1
3. Opium Poppy: scientifically known as papaver somniferum. These plants have brightly colored petals, but do not let that fool you. Opium is the second biggest killer. Being poisoned by opium can cause anyone to behave erratically, sudden lost of appetite and fall into a stupor or potentially even a coma. Eventually resulting in death. Talk about looks can kill! Yet, despite all this this plant is also the basis for many effective painkillers such as morphine and codeine.
Toxicity: 75
Medicinial Use: 87
Mortality Rate: 81
Temptation to Use: 91
4. Salvia Divinorum: it is also knowns as magic mint, Sally-D, Diviner’s Sage, Ska Maria Pastora, Seer’s Sage, Sheperdess’s Herb, Lady, Sally, Purple Sticky, and Incense Special. It is a very powerful and fast acting hallucinatory herb that has become very popular among teenagers. It can mimic the effects of LSD and ecstasy, though its effects only last about eight minutes. It is not safe to consume as it leaves the user mumbling, giggling, screaming, gasping, synthesia, and confused. The DEA find it harmful for anyone who would use it. It is often used in stead of marijuana. It can be used for digestive problems, sore throats, and colds.
Toxicity: 30
Medicinial Use: 47
Mortality Rate: 64
Temptation to Use: 51
5. Datura: also known as Jimson’s Weed. It is a wild plant that grows all across the U.S. It’s pure white color will try and lure you in, as well as its intoxicating scent. This plant however, is a powerful hallucinogen and can render you incapacitated, creating the appearance that you are awake. It is considered a nightshade. This plant is used to calm people to sleep, but if the proper doses aren’t used it can relax you to the point of death.
Toxicity: 53
Medicinal Use: 24
Mortality Rate: 38
Temptation to Use: 81
Here ya, go! Deadly Poisons including images! I think I might do a part three of this, but I have yet to decide on that. If you haven’t checked out part one yet, you should! Please reblog this if you find it very useful or tag me on instagram if you choose to share it there! My instagram is perpetualstories.
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LOGLINE: An interning demon drives a pair of twins cursed with obedience and honesty to kill their cult leader.
THEMES: Trauma, sexual abuse, domestic violence, victim blaming (particularly self blame), peer pressure, redemption, internalized homophobia, and religion.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Sexual abuse, violence, domestic and otherwise, manipulation, and death
EXTENDED SUMMARY, CHARACTERS, EXCERPT AND NOTES:
Carmine can taste it. They're hiding something. Humans have such a silly smell about them, turns an overwhelming shade of sweet when they've made a demonic deal. All four of these children have. He just can't figure out what, and more importantly: why.
It keeps him on the surface longer than he should be. Long enough that Lilith sees it fit to send him a fucking trainee? And if that wasn't insult enough, the trainees one of the eternal teenage know-it-alls.
He's already got four annoying toddlers to trail, and now there's one tugging his hand in the new generation's approach to soul-catching like Carmine isn't one of the best employees they've had since the turn of the century.
And somehow, to make it all worse, the trainee is good at it. And if Carmine wants to keep his spot at the top of the food chain, he's going to have to get the soul of that dumb bitch who's running the joint.
But, of course, the kid gets him murdered??? And then has the nerve to figure out how what those toddlers managed to stick their syrupy, grubby little hands in. What gives?
But two can play at that game. If he can't get the dead guy's, then he can have the next best thing.
Jesse has lived just under seventeen years, but he's ready to check out. Or he was. But of course, some selfish bastard had to come along and say you can't ever act on those thoughts again! Don't think like that!
And then the hole kept getting deeper.
Six feet deep, to be exact. He's got blood on his hands and no matter how fucking good it felt to cut off the air supply to the God who stole his innocence, it's probably not going to feel very good to watch his mom suffer through a highly publicized trial with headlines like CHILD MURDERS HIGH PROFILE BENEFACTOR!!!
Oh. Well. Billy did say if he really got in that deep, he could always strike up a deal. His soul, everything wrapped up in a nice little bow, sweet as Easter Sunday. But until then? Yeah, he's content to live in a stupid fucking Sherlock Holmes novel.
CHARACTERS:
JESSE NIX: A soon-to-be seventeen-year-old saddled with the curse of obedience. Unlike miss-lucky-Ella-Enchanted, he wasn't told to give away his mommy's locket. No-siree. He was told to give away his virginity. In his opinion, the only appropriate payback is a life. Maybe, one day, if he really snaps, he'll dig up Pastor Dallin's corpse and chop his dick off. Really stick it to the man. If he doesn't go to prison first, anyway. (spotify playlist)
NANCY NIX: Also a soon-to-be-seventeen-year-old, though saddled with the curse of honesty. It's really not so bad. That is, until she stumbles across the sight of her dearest little brother covered in blood for no reason he can push through his metal braces. She refuses to believe he did it on purpose. If only she could convince the cops without sounding like a nutjob. (spotify playlist)
BEVERLY PINES: A seventeen-year-old cursed to feel the pain of those around her. It makes for some fun family dinners with a sadistic mom and a missing dad. Distance nulls pain, but she can't ever seem to make it past state lines before her mom gets wise and breaks one of her ribs. Oh, well. She's got a bone to pick with psychos like her mom. Apparently, Pastor Dallin was one of them. She doesn't think she could stomach the pain of killing someone, so next best thing, right? (spotify playlist)
CLARICE ANDERMANN: Also a seventeen-year-old cursed to be constantly in motion. It's honestly not that bad. She's Yale bound! Perks of having endless energy for everything to cheerleading to debate contests, though she can't imagine her heart's going to keep up like this. It's already hanging on by a thread. That thread is named Beverly Pines and like hell she's letting it go to prison for nothing. (spotify playlist)
BILLY: An annoying fuck trapped in a seventeen-year-old's body. No curses. The opposite, in fact - blessed with a silver tongue and a keen sense of deduction. It takes him all of two hours to put together (almost) everything about Jesse Nix. He just didn't think he could push the repressed little fuck to murder that quick. (All the more power to him, though. Prison always makes people desperate and paranoid, AKA: an easy mark.) (spotify playlist)
MAVIS EVANGELISTA: Former housewife turned grieving widow turned revered prophet. If she got a little help from someone downstairs, then who's to know? They love her all the same. Now, she really, really wants to see how far she can push them all. (spotify playlist)
CARMINE: Just a helpful guy, passing through. Really doesn't need anything, just a little pledge, is all! And then? Then, you can have everything you want, fame, money, power, love. The sky is your limit. The water's fine! (Ignore the piranhas, they'll wait till you're dead to eat your face, just a little bit.) (spotify playlist)
NOTES:
- all of these characters have equal importance within the story.
- personal tag system for story stuff is '#tbtd' and character tags are just first name (ex: '#jesse')
- this is kind of really fucked up. the only reason i wrote it was cause i was thinking damn ella enchanted really is NOT fucked up enough. like i don't think the author of ella enchanted went dark enough. a locket? that's it? a bitch move. i'm taking it to straight murder and sexual abuse
- jesse transgender, no character straight except evil people
- i'm not entirely sure how tag lists work but i think i get the gist of them?? idk if you want rb or ask or something </3
EXCERPT:
There were moments, where she was reminded just how different this voice was, how violent.
She had found Lynette, making off with her makeup that she’d spent her own allowance on. Mavis doted on her and, from what she’d seen of other families, everyone else looked upon their little siblings with contempt, despising the burden they dragged along with their existence.
But Mavis adored Lyn. When she'd been born, her mother had come home with a tiny thing bundled in pink fleece. Mavis had taken to Lyn on sight, thinking Lynette’s headband adorned with a baby blue bow was the universe’s way of telling her happy birthday! as reparations for the ones her mother had missed while she was enduring her week long stay at the hospital.
But that mindset was a disease, one that had finally caught up with her. Had Lynette not become her burden? She was nineteen, busting her back day and night so Lynette wouldn’t have to, that she might avoid the life that Mavis had lived in those blissful six years where it was her and her alone.
Had her mother not tampered down her birthday celebrations since Lynette’s was so very close and they couldn’t afford double anyway? Had Lynette not deprived her of the teenage experiences she heard her classmates speak of, going out and tasting alcohol for the first time while Mavis followed a ten year old Lynette house to house so she could complain of a stomach ache after she’d devoured all the candy on the walk back home?
And now this! Stealing her few precious items, the few things she bothered to save up for, few things she bothered to keep hidden. For what? It wasn’t as though she was ever going to have the courage to ask a peer of her’s out. She was a thief.
One Mavis had made the mistake of taking care of. She should’ve embraced those stirrings of resentment, should’ve left Lynette to her own devices since Lynette didn’t appreciate anything, or even half of what Mavis afforded her. She should’ve left her out in the cold that Christmas. How could anyone have known? It wasn’t as though corpses could talk--
She had let Lyn take off with the whole case, as if to remind herself when she woke up the next morning what she had considered, how vile the thought was.
Lyn had never done anything unforgivable to Mavis. Mavis didn’t suppose she ever could. It was no fault of Lyn’s she didn’t understand what it was like to live with their father. How could she? It was a topic off limits to Lyn by both Mavis and their mother. After all, a child born blind doesn’t know until it’s pointed out to them.
And yet, she found guilt hard to summon. She did, but the speed at which it came, the strength, made her uneasy. What had happened to the girl she was? Lyn had been her world. What had changed?
Then, dully, that other voice, entirely of its own volition, said You did.
hi, everybody! i’m camille, she/her, a minor, and formerly @chuchoters-archive. i decided to move blogs because i felt my old one was a bit too cluttered for my liking. i’m an intj and a gryffindor primary/slytherin secondary. i’ve been writing since i was six and dabble in both poetry and fiction.
— INTERESTS
some of my favorite novels are red white and royal blue, the gilded wolves, six of crows, autoboyography, gods of jade and shadow, mexican gothic, the song of achilles, a study in charlotte, and these violent delights. my favorite genres to write are poetry, romance, contemporary, and fantasy.
— PROJECTS
i don’t have exact details right now because i’m in the process of revamping a bunch of wips but i can say i’m working on a chapbook, a ya dark academia, and a ya high fantasy.
tagging a few mutuals from my old blog and my taglists:
hello hello! this is an introduction/reintroduction since before i was @/feathered-inkling, but i deleted that account for personal reasons
about me:
↪ i’m envy! chinese american, minor, queer, they/them
↪ my mbti is INFP-T, and i’m an aries sun, sagittarius moon, and scorpio rising
↪ i write primarily fantasy! slice of life, adventure, urban fantasy, steampunk. literally everything. i write a lot chinese mythology inspired things as well. i will never escape second person.
↪ some of my favorite tropes are: found family (i will die for these), enemies to lovers, and morally grey/anti-hero main characters. i despise love triangles. lots of lgbtq+ casts
↪ i like translation, watching c-dramas, poetry, as well as making playlists and graphics. sometimes i doodle things. (i have a comic idea but don’t count on it ever being worked on). genshin impact has my heart and soul right now.
a non-exhaustive (not even close haha rip) list of my wips:
↪ urban fantasy mythology mixing pot ft. an impending apocalypse, found family, chosen one by action
↪ dragon wip. will elaborate more on this, but all you need to know for now is that there’s a goddess to be killed, soulmates, and lots of magic. steampunk.
↪ spirited away-esque story that’s in its bare bones planning stages right now.
↪ chinese mythology wlw hades & persephone retelling.
↪ super secret (not really) camp nano wip. very very vaguely a orpheus & eurydice retelling. lots of fengshenyanyi references, silkpunk post-apocalypse world.
⇁ genre dark fantasy
⇁ goal 20k — worldbuilding + characterization
⇁ themes & tropes political intrigue - eat the rich - friendship - homesickness - finding strangers to call home - hubris - the looming threat of nature
⇁ warnings suicidal ideation - gore - death - body horror - cannibalism - more to be added
Vos Oomen hails from the marshes down east, near the border, where the winters are cold and the summers sweltering. He was raised on the myths and legends of old, taught traditions thought long gone. He knows that what is holy isn’t mortal, and that it will never be.
He’s sent away the week he turns of age. The marshlands are dying, he’s told. It’s people and nature becoming one, there is no future for him here, for a boy who belongs to the sea. So he goes, to the bustling cities, where life is said to be easy, without nature’s danger looming over vulnerable bodies and fragile hearts.
There is battle brewing. People are growing sick of bending beneath the heavy yoke of the elite. Sick of living poorly, in filthy houses, bordering filthy streets. Unsure where he stands, Vos would rather return to the humid marshlands, where the only things hungering for mortal blood are the leeches and mosquitoes.
But with the sea so close, with Vos nearly in her grasp, she won’t let go, pulls him closer. Until there’s nothing left of the man from the marshes, still water no longer. All that rests him is the thrashing waves of the northern seas.
Hi there! For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Chazza, and I’ve been in the writeblr community for a few months now. My main blog is a studyblr, and during my time in that community I’ve seen and/or participated in several challenges. Therefore, I thought it might be fun to have a writeblr one too! The idea is that you answer a question per day in a post (which can be another post or one specifically made to answer the question). Hopefully, it’ll help to bring the community together, share details of your writing and allow us to get to know each other :) This challenge will start on Monday, 15th March 2021. If you want to join, please either reblog this post (would be much appreciated to spread the word!) or send me an ask to let me know. When you post, tag them with “#chazzawrites challenge”! I hope it doesn’t flop and that you enjoy participating!
The questions (daily for 30 days)
1. Introduce yourself
2. How long have you been writing for?
3. Introduce your main WIP
4. Who is your favourite character from your main WIP?
5. How long have you been working on your main WIP?
6. What excites you the most about your main WIP?
7. Introduce a secondary WIP (if you have one). If not, would you ever work on multiple WIPs at the same time?
8. Who is your favourite character from your secondary WIP (alternatively: who is your 2nd favourite character from your main WIP?)
9. How long have you been working on your secondary WIP? (alternatively: what’s your oldest project?)
10. What excites you the most about your secondary WIP? (alternatively: what else excites you about your main WIP?)
11. Who is your oldest OC?
12. Have you ever abandoned a WIP? What do you think of it now?
13. Have you ever finished a draft?
14. Have you ever been published?
15. Are you a plotter or a pantser (or somewhere in the middle)?
16. What’s more important to you: characters, plot or worldbuilding?
17. Do you have a favourite genre to write?
18. Do you have a favourite POV (eg first person) to write in?
19. Do you have a favourite tense to write in?
20. What are your favourite books/authors?
21. Is your writing style and/or WIP influenced by a particular book or author?
22. Tag a writeblr whose WIP you love
23. Tag a writeblr you love seeing on your dash
24. Tag a writeblr whose character/s you love
25. Self-promo time! Share a snippet from your main WIP that you’re proud of.
26. Self promo time! Share a snippet from another project that you’re proud of.
27. What’s your favourite thing about the writeblr community?
28. What do you think could be improved about the writeblr community?
29. How much have you written this month? Are you happy with your progress?
30. Thank you for participating in this challenge! Final question: what is your favourite part of writing overall?
If you have any questions, please feel free to send an ask or message me :)
hello hello, and welcome to my little writblr. my name is megan, but feel free to call me megs or meg! i’m sixteen, (turning seventeen on monday!!) and love to read and write. i also play piano, and am dipping my toes into learning violin and flute! if you ever want to talk music, hit me up, i’d love to chat :)
some of my favorite books include caraval by stephanie garber, the book thief by marcus zuzak, lovely war by julie berry, and anything written by marissa meyer! you can find out more about my taste in literature on my main blog @scarlett-dragna but of course, this is a writblr, and you’re here to learn about my writing, so here we go!
i write a lot of short little stories, (some of which i plan on posting soon!) usually around 1k words or so, and occasionally some piece of prose or poetry! with my writblr, i’m hoping to finally get started on a novel idea i’ve had in my head for ages, so look forward to that! i’m working on creating a formal introduction to that wip very soon, but for now here’s a short snippet!
NAME UNDECIDED: a dark academia murder mystery, set at a prestigious academy in europe. one night, a student is poisoned, and every student is a suspect. the story will follow four main protagonists—adryan barlowe, soleil locelle, aimi suzuki, and leonidas chevrolet. (names very subject to change.)
that was a very crappy way of explaining what this wip will entail, but if it intrigues you at all, maybe...stick around? anyways, i’m always up for a chat, so if you want to talk writing or books or music or anything really, i’d love to talk! i’m very excited to meet some new writers here!
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