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[knightedwriter]

Hi all. I know I've already been taking an on again off again hiatus for... over a year now. I keep trying to get my shit together but I'm just getting more and more anxious, esp given the situation.

I didn't want to admit that i needed step away for... god knows how long now. I wanted to be just as big of a presence as i was in the beginning. But with my motivation gone for awhile now, I know I need to just... let go of this responsibility i feel so that i can heal and return to writing.

To all those i fell out of touch with, I'm sorry. I never mean to disappear on people and it's a fault I'm trying to work on. Know it's not about you at all, it's me failing to maintain contact.

I really hope all my followers are safe during this time. Though I've fallen quiet here, I'm doing everything I can in my life to support the movement. This blog is and always will be in support of BLM, as well the rights of any systematically oppressed people.

I'm not deleting. I'm just finally admitting to myself that i need to be in a better headspace and learn better coping strategies for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I need to cut the responsibility and guilt I've been feeling over this blog so i can come back... better.

I may still lurk liking posts and whatnot, but i probably won't respond to messages or tags right now. I'm simply... exhausted. I hope you can understand, and i really hope i can return to the community that i fell in love with

Please stay safe out there, and keep fighting the good fight.

- knighted

[knightedwriter]

Hi all. I know I've already been taking an on again off again hiatus for... over a year now. I keep trying to get my shit together but I'm just getting more and more anxious, esp given the situation.

I didn't want to admit that i needed step away for... god knows how long now. I wanted to be just as big of a presence as i was in the beginning. But with my motivation gone for awhile now, I know I need to just... let go of this responsibility i feel so that i can heal and return to writing.

To all those i fell out of touch with, I'm sorry. I never mean to disappear on people and it's a fault I'm trying to work on. Know it's not about you at all, it's me failing to maintain contact.

I really hope all my followers are safe during this time. Though I've fallen quiet here, I'm doing everything I can in my life to support the movement. This blog is and always will be in support of BLM, as well the rights of any systematically oppressed people.

I'm not deleting. I'm just finally admitting to myself that i need to be in a better headspace and learn better coping strategies for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I need to cut the responsibility and guilt I've been feeling over this blog so i can come back... better.

I may still lurk liking posts and whatnot, but i probably won't respond to messages or tags right now. I'm simply... exhausted. I hope you can understand, and i really hope i can return to the community that i fell in love with

Please stay safe out there, and keep fighting the good fight.

- knighted

[knightedwriter]

Hi all. I know I've already been taking an on again off again hiatus for... over a year now. I keep trying to get my shit together but I'm just getting more and more anxious, esp given the situation.

I didn't want to admit that i needed step away for... god knows how long now. I wanted to be just as big of a presence as i was in the beginning. But with my motivation gone for awhile now, I know I need to just... let go of this responsibility i feel so that i can heal and return to writing.

To all those i fell out of touch with, I'm sorry. I never mean to disappear on people and it's a fault I'm trying to work on. Know it's not about you at all, it's me failing to maintain contact.

I really hope all my followers are safe during this time. Though I've fallen quiet here, I'm doing everything I can in my life to support the movement. This blog is and always will be in support of BLM, as well the rights of any systematically oppressed people.

I'm not deleting. I'm just finally admitting to myself that i need to be in a better headspace and learn better coping strategies for my depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I need to cut the responsibility and guilt I've been feeling over this blog so i can come back... better.

I may still lurk liking posts and whatnot, but i probably won't respond to messages or tags right now. I'm simply... exhausted. I hope you can understand, and i really hope i can return to the community that i fell in love with

Please stay safe out there, and keep fighting the good fight.

- knighted

[knightedwriter]

I miss you!!! How’s life going? Surviving quarantine okay?

Hey!! Life is pretty monotonous lately. I’ve mostly been moping around. My mom is compromised, so leaving the house really isn’t an option. I got a job the week my company decided to only keep non-essential people on, which means I’m “on a break” aka not working and feeling badly about it. My head’s a bit of a mess, really. So I wouldn’t call that surviving, but I’m still in the mortal plane so that’s good!

Ahh sorry, I know that’s pretty negative. The good news is I have Animal Crossing, which is very cute and fun, and I’ve started drawing a lot more to fill in the time and do something creative even if it’s not writing. Right now I have several pokemon drawings/water color paintings for friends that requested them :D

Oh! And I started to recording youtube videos for an eventual gaming channel I hope to make!

Hope you’re doing alright <3

[knightedwriter]

hi, i wanted to ask if you do things like beta read a fanfic?

Hi! I’m very sorry to say, but I’m really not in a good head space to beta read anything at the moment. Even if I were, I don’t usually unless it’s for mutuals or friends. I hope you understand, and thank you for asking.

-Knighted

[knightedwriter]

Im drunk and watching bleach, AMA

[knightedwriter]

God i just. /miss writing/. I miss my characters. They speak to me in dreams and during life's little moments and they tell me it's okay that I'm not writing but

I want to. I was so ready to get back into this schedule i had. And then quarantine hit and i went from productive to really stressed and emotionally unstable

Which is okay! And normal! But God do i want to write. I want to be in the headspace to write and chat about my characters. And im not

[focsle]

Pg 18 of Pyramid. This comic is…..so much louder than everything else I make.

As always, all pages collected here.

[wrex-writes]

“Tied up in this mandate to write every day is the question of who is and isn’t a writer. The same institutions and writing gurus that demand you adhere to a schedule that isn’t yours will insist on delineating what makes a real writer. At my MFA graduation, the speaker informed us that we were all writers now and I just shook my head. We’d been writers, all of us, long before we set foot in those hallowed halls. We’re writers because we write. No MFA, no book contract, no blurb or byline changes that. So if writing every day is how you keep your rhythm tight, by all means, rock on. If it’s not, then please don’t fall prey to the chorus of ‘should bes’ and ‘If onlys.’ Particularly for writers who aren’t straight, cis, able-bodied, white men, shame and the sense that we don’t belong, don’t deserve to sit at this table, have our voices heard, can permeate the process. Nothing will hinder a writer more than this. Anaïs Nin called shame the lie someone told you about yourself. Don’t let a lie jack up your flow. We read a lot about different writers’ eccentric processes – but what about those crucial moments before we put pen to paper? For me, writing always begins with self-forgiveness. I don’t sit down and rush headlong into the blank page. I make coffee. I put on a song I like. I drink the coffee, listen to the song. I don’t write. Beginning with forgiveness revolutionizes the writing process, returns its being to a journey of creativity rather than an exercise in self-flagellation. I forgive myself for not sitting down to write sooner, for taking yesterday off, for living my life. That shame? I release it. My body unclenches; a new lightness takes over once that burden has floated off. There is room, now, for story, idea, life. I put my hands on the keyboard and begin.”

— Daniel José Older, “Writing Begins With Forgiveness: Why One of the Most Common Pieces of Writing Advice Is Wrong”

[knightedwriter]

This Blog is a Safe Space

This blog won’t share screamers, jump scares, or anything similar EVER. This includes April 1st.

[knightedwriter]

During the quarantine, I just want to say

I hope you’re able to do something you love. Whether it’s a hobby, something new, or something you’ve wanted to do but haven’t been able to. I hope you can find time to smile, even in the smallest instances.

I hope you and your loved ones stay healthy, and if not, that you recover.

Things are looking grim. I’m here for anyone who needs to talk or needs a distraction. In the meantime, enjoy a picture of my pupper in the snow:

[knightedwriter]

What are holidays like?

OOOO so holidays in Death’s Name revolve around the stars, so they often take place on a moonless night and are celebrations of notable humans-turned-stars. Depending on the sect, of course. Some believe in star-gods and some don’t (mostly the latter).

Queen’s Day, for example, involves a reenactment of Queen Laethe’s most well-known deed: Stopping a slaughter by naming over a dozen soldiers within seconds. The act is followed by a dance and sharing of wealth, in the name of her spirit.

[knightedwriter]

Happy STS! What's the biggest change you've to Death's Name as you've written it?

Hi! I hope this wasn’t in my inbox too long, Tumblr has been bad about notifs.

Happy STS!

The biggest change so far is I took out a death that I originally had planned. With that character now alive and living with the death of comrades, things have changed...dramatically, to say the least.

[knightedwriter]

Death’s Name Excerpt

             Karolus slammed the door in their faces once he’d done so and let out a long-suffering sigh, as if he’d traversed the very ocean to get to me. I raised a brow.

           “Please make yourself at home, you’ve clearly had it worse off than me.” I gestured sarcastically at the single chair in the room, which barely held me much less Karolus and his broad bulk.

           Karolus rolled his eyes and gestured to my bedroom instead. The guards were likely listening at the door, so I obliged without complaint, letting him close the room off behind us.

           “Tin’Inta really sent you here to question me?” I asked a little more forcefully than I meant to. Jun’s ceremony last night had left me exhausted, not to mention the two long weeks of lockdown and uncertainty for the future. Two long weeks in which I’d already been questioned three separate times. Now, to send Karolus of all people, a person I’d grown at least a little closer to over the time we’d been together felt like an insult.

           To my surprise, Karolus shook his head. “She has no idea I’m here.”

           “You…lied?”

           “Yes.”

           “You. The goody-goody two shoes knight? Honor and duty and blah blah blah?”

           “Shut. Up.”

These two have the best relationship LMAO

Tag list under the cut~

@boothewriter, @incandescent-creativity, @lux-deorum, @kclenhartnovels, @mcubed35, @madmooninc, @elliot-orion, @theprissythumbelina @worldbuilding @lillayalightfoot@queercrazywriter@ lady-redshield-writes @abbywritesfiction @theguildedtypewriter @aesterea @ally-thorne @no-url-ideas-tho

[elliot-orion]

What the fuck are the Elements again?

Hello hello, welcome to part 3 of 6 (planned) worldbuilding posts about the shitshow that is my Dark Heart Universe. Read Part One - the DHU, and Part Two - the Dark Heart, at the links. (if the second doesnt work plz let me know im writing this before its been posted and don’t quite know how the custom URL thingie works) Today’s installment: Elements and their Elementals. 

Okay where to start… Well, the Elements are sort of the extensions of Dark Heart (henceforth known as DH). If what i know about octopuses is right, then it’s like that, where they are attached to the main thing, the octopus, but each has its own sorta mind and can move independently. They each have their own personalities, and fuck could i do a whole post on each Element individually because I have done too much fucking development on each of their personalities and histories (specifically Poison, Electricity, and the three unofficial Elements). The Elements have diluted power, though, and are basically how the DH interacts with the world. 

There are 12 Elements, but people like to argue, and only 9 are universally agreed upon as to being Elements. These include your basic 4 Elements (Fire, Water, Air, Earth), as well as Poison, Electricity, Light, Dark, and Death. The three no one can agree on are Time, Magic, and Life. The reason no one can agree on these is that Time is just really confusing and a shit show to end all shit shows (if you want to know more, just ask me about Time Master/Oliver). Magic is sort of a weird thing that people assume exists because of magic type Supers, but can’t actually confirm it because there is no Elemental (fun story, the magic type Supers are the Elementals, it’s just there isn’t One, the power is spread through All Of Them. I’m sure that cleared up nothing). And Life just never has an Elemental, so it’s not considered a real Element, it’s just assumed again it’s there because there is a Death one, so there has to be a Life one, right? 

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[elliot-orion]

What the fuck is the Dark Heart Again?

Hello Hello welcome to Part 2 of 6 of the DHU worldbuilding series! If you missed the first one go read it now: “what the fuck is the DHU again” (can you see a pattern forming?). Great now everyone’s caught up. Let’s go do some more word vomiting. 

As i said in the first post (see this is why you read what i tell you to read), the Dark Heart is the weird force/god/whatever that exists in the DHU and gives Super’s their powers, their, well, life, and is a hardcore shipper who likes to try and make their otps kiss. I’m not kidding. The DH has Opinions and will give people urges to go near others and such. It’s never much more than a deep feeling you really should talk to that girl at the party, but it’s there. Otherwise, the DH is pretty much a force that’s effects are seen secondhand in the form of Supers. Like how you see the event horizon of a black hole, not the black hole itself. 

The idea for the DH started with the nonsense talked about in the first post, obviously. But the actual force started with the concept of Dark Matter. (get ready for the exact thought process by the way) No one knows much about it, or what it does, and i sort of thought, well, what if it gave people cool powers? And then i thought, what if it originated from the center of the earth, the heart that gives everything life, sort of in an Ego from Marvel way, but less genocidal. And then i figured, if people saw random people getting cool powers, they’d definitely think they were gods, so what if they thought the DH was a god? what if it sort of was? But then i realized i didn’t want an actual god in my universe because that’s just annoying and ruins the fun, so i thought, what if it’s a weird combination of a normal scientific force, like Dark Matter, or gravity is how i usually describe it, and also a bit of a god, and people argued because cOnFLiCt is good in books. 

And that’s it, that’s the whole thought process that created the DH. The name came from mixing the Dark Matter bit, and the heart at the center of the earth bit, though it just sounds super edgy now. It was supposed to be a temporary name, if we are being honest, i just never changed it and its too late now. I broke the DH down further in various Elements, there are 9 universally agreed upon elements, and 3 that people argue about (they are Elements, but people argue over it the same way people argue over whether vaccines are good or not. They are good, people just don’t like it.) There are also Hot Spots, which are concentrated areas of DH that cities form around and usually create and draw more Supers. However, being too close will drive you insane. Fun! The fun thing about the DH is that it can be scientifically proven. They’ve done tests on Super’s, tests around Hot Spots, and they get readings, they have proof its there, and that’s why the debate is there. It’s been proven scientifically, and gods aren’t a thing that can be proven, but it’s been considered a god for like, ever. so it’s an Argument. 

But that’s really the gist of the Dark Heart! Yay! Up next: What the fuck are the Elements again? - a look into what they actually are, why they are important, and what the Elementals are. Tag list under the cut again!

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[knightedwriter]

Macabre Monday

LISTEN I know there’s probably already a decent WIP word for today but I don’t care bc this excerpt is pretty terrifying and I’m rubbing my evil little hands together >:) Without further ado, let’s have another look at the Xialun.

“Sorcerer,” Ilea said with an overexaggerated bow. “As you can see, we’ve so graciously captured these two in order to bring them to you.”

“Yes, for you,” Merryl interjected, stepping to Ilea’s side.

Ilea flashed her a warning look but quickly replaced it with a sleazy smile. “We have heard that the Sorcerer rewards his allies well, and it was oh-so-difficult to capture these two—”

“Put up a fight, they did,” Merryl said.

The dagger slipped through my bonds and I bit back a gasp of relief. I worked it slow, eyes on the scene unfolding before me. If I could just get the bonds off before Ilea struck a deal, we might have a chance.

“—so,” Ilea cut in, “I know, of course, that the great Sorcerer has his hands full, waging war and slaughtering innocents, but it would put him greatly in our favor if he recognized our services. In fact, we may very well capture more knights and the like in the future, if he did.”

Carlos crept back into the firelight, his eyes dark despite the flame. He gave the Xialun a wide berth and stopped beside Karolus, eyeing the creature in our midst. His hands brushed the daggers at his belt. I willed him not to make any more moves that might draw the Xialun’s attention. I was the only one with a means of escape, which would give me mere seconds from the time I broke free to get to Karolus. The Xialun couldn’t go for him first.

Thankfully, Ilea seemed to have fully entranced the creature. It watched her sleek and grand gestures with its head cocked; curious, almost. When she’d finished, it took a long slow moment to digest the information. Then—slow, deliberate—its mouth widened, oozing black, and it made a sound, like a knife tearing through parchment.

I flinched, wishing I could cover my ears. Carlos, Ilea, and Merryl all stepped back, wincing. Across from me, Karolus squeezed his eyes shut in the only attempt he could make to block out the noise.

Laughter. It was the only explanation for the way the Xialun’s teeth flashed and its chest heaved, and yet I couldn’t fathom it. I was staring death in its twisted, oozing face, and it was laughing.

The Xialun drew its sword with a hiss of steel, its laughter cutting to dead silence. Before any of us could react, it thrust its sword right through Ilea’s chest and out the other side.

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