The Various Fictions of R. J. Kilroy

I'm some dude (he/him). I write stupid fan fiction sometimes, and an actual real novel most of the time. Expect me to post: - Random thoughts - little pieces of my novel - and of course, the aforementioned fan fiction - (also writing advice perhaps) So settle in, perhaps grab some popcorn, or reheat yesterday's chili. It's story time. (Also tag me for tag games if you want to)

[rjkilroy]

Writeblr Intro

Hello, ladies and gentlemen and assorted others of Writeblr! I am R. J., 20s, he/him, and I just landed here on Tumblr not too long ago. I have been chipping away at the first entry in my fantasy novel series since September of 2022, and I joined this platform in the hopes of befriending some fellow literarily-minded folks.

What’s my deal here:

I mostly write fantasy, though I do have some sci fi on the back burner

My current serious work in progress is a fantasy novel which I intend to turn into seven books.

But what’s that WIP about? Well, it’s what you get when the author’s favorite show is The Expanse, but they clicked better with the aesthetics of the ATLA universe, plus watched The Owl House, Andor, Carnival Row, and Steven Universe. Oh and they play Paradox map games (but it’s ok because I have good politics I swear guys trust me bro)

The actual story is that of a twin brother and sister’s grand adventure across the waters of their colonized homeland, as they discover ancient cosmic beings and learn magic. But all is not well, as you might have gathered—and I don’t just mean the state actors enforcing the will of empire. A deeper threat stirs outside of the knowledge of humanity. One that may someday force a reckoning….

I also write fan fiction, of which I’m ashamed; so until it’s posted, that shit is top secret. Even though it’s not even nsfw so what am I worried about

Otherwise, I’m just looking to make some friends here. I am very hyped to meet some fellow writers!

I might not be able to respond immediately, but I am very open to receiving messages from anyone; so long as they are not a bot or a scammer, of course.

I wish you all happy writing, and I hope to see you around!

[teaboot]

Why so many wolf attacks in fantasy. Where are the Boars. The immortal and humongous Boar

[thefuzzydave]

[drinkyourjuiceshelby]

[stupidbeecandle]

I lived and worked in a lighthouse at a previous job.  There was a thick line painted in a circle around the shack where the fog signal was kept.  The line represented how close you could get to the fog signal without experiencing physical harm in the form of eardrums shattering or worse.

Even in the house it was LOUD.  Probably the loudest thing I have ever experienced but at a normal, predictable interval.  You would begin to time your sentences with little pauses with the rest of the lighthouse crew so you would talk like this while making your………..HORN…………. tea and then carry on talking because you knew when it would go off.  It rattled the walls and the dishes in our cabinet.

At least one girl had died there. They kept photos of her everywhere “in honor of her sacrifice” because she had decided to take the winter watch alone and died in a storm where bounders the size of mini vans had been lifted out of the ocean and left scattered across the island, to say nothing of the ice chunks.  People weren’t allowed to be alone on the watch after that.

One day a dead moose washed up on shore and it took my entire crew all day but we managed to rig up a line to hang it up to dry because we thought having a moose skeleton in the house would really spice the living room up a bit.  It did.  Weird shit happens when six of you are left alone, like ALONE ALONE, no cell reception, no wifi, just a radio to contact the real world and not a lot of reason to do that.  People don’t go on lighthouse jobs if they want to stay connected, I’ve found.

That said Id do it all again, I really do treasure those days

[glowingghosty]

[mcnerds]

you know you could’ve just said “no they don’t have wifi” and that would’ve answered the question

[stupidbeecandle]

But then you wouldnt have known about the moose

[oh-no-another-idea]

Specified lines tag

Thanks for the 800-year-old tag, @rjkilroy! I'm gonna grab these from Bent Nails, because I miss those guys ;)

A line about hope:

Jacob reclined on his arms, head tilted back, as the sunset spread all around them, and was unusually quiet, a sort of thoughtful quiet that Sutton found interesting, sweet, and incredibly sad.

A sorrowful line:

Sutton sighed. “Crummy,” she said sadly. “Guess I’ll go home then.”

A line about technology:

Michael’s bedroom was just how he’d left it. He set his apple juice down on the bedside table, plugged his laptop in, and double checked that it was charging.

A line with some action:

Sutton jumped on [Jacob], shrieking louder than the sound of his laughs. She got a fistful of his shirt, got her other arm around his shoulder, and kicked off the ground, climbing determinedly, shaking and smacking everything in reach. “On top of all your other vices, you’re not even funny!” she shouted, her words slightly belayed by the fact that his laughter was infectious and she was half giggling herself.

Tags for anyone and everyone, and also @space-writes @eccaiia @winterandwords @revenantlore @akindofmagictoo @kingragnarok-writes @artdecosupernova-writing @thegreatobsesso and @i-can-even-burn-salad <3

Your lines are: A line about the sea A line with the color yellow A line featuring a weapon A line about an injury A line featuring baking/baked goods

[magnetothemagnificent]

The tragic relationship between an adult and the novel they started writing in middle school but never finished.

[rjkilroy]

This is a very sweet sentiment, but unfortunately I don't consider the first 15 years of my life to be canon, and that applies to my authorial canon too

[byoldervine]

Once again recommending that writers, especially newer writers, start ‘rubber ducking’

When you’re stumped and you don’t know what’s not working for your writing, or you don’t know where to go next, take out a rubber duck (or any equivalent friend/inanimate object, I like to use my dogs) and start explaining every single detail as if the rubber duck knows nothing about writing or about your story. Explain out loud what’s going on, what part you’re up to, why you’re stumped, and what you know you need to get to when you figure out how to get there

Somewhere along the line of putting it into words and externalising the thought process, it’s likely something will slot into place

[rjkilroy]

Brb trying this today for my edits

[maykitz]

[valtsv]

sick of hearing about "healing crystals" that "cleanse your mind and body of negative energy" i want to know which rocks can hurt you and fuck up your vibe so bad

[valtsv]

everyone suggesting uranium isn't wrong but anyone who said "literally any rock if you're willing to resort to violence" are the only people who can get on my level. you're hired.

[milfbaitt]

caincore

[valtsv]

okay which fandom that sprung up out of nowhere overnight like mushrooms after rain is this a reference to i can't keep up anymore

[valtsv]

oh you meant like. that guy from the bible who invented murder. right.

[sycamorality]

oobh i got plany off durability left

[sycamorality]

mye fucking axe

[rjkilroy]

Find The Word Tag (Another one!)

Unfortunately, the archive of posts in which I was mentioned stops at this post, so no masterpost :( but please feel free to tag me from this point on.

This one comes from @oh-no-another-idea, who tagged me all the way back in September of last year. I suppose it's better 191 days late than never. My words are: skirmish, stall, sliver, and shrug!

I'll pass this one on to @moonandris, @late-to-the-fandom, @stajorathefallen, @melpomene-grey, and leaving it open as always! Your words are Mild, Middling, Intense, and Extreme!

Spoilers for Atomancers volume 1 below:

Skirmish:

Lioko was sure he was a goner. It was over. After fifteen years of life, he’d turn out to be a casualty in a naval skirmish. What a way to die, all things considered. Maybe he’d even be in a history book, if the rebels ever won.

Stall:

That finally snapped Lioko to his senses. Even Lia was eager to get out of the way. No one messes around when a gunfight is coming on. The twins scrambled into a nearby empty horse-stall and hid prone behind the water trough.

Sliver:

And when they could see with full clarity, they were in the black of space. They turned around, and the world was there in full. The moons fast approached them to the right, appearing only as a sliver from their perspective.

Shrug:

“Take a bullet for you,” said Kalena, as they let go of each other’s hands. “Huh?” went Maiolo, becoming a bit confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Kalena shrugged. “I thought since we both did that for each other, it’s how we could say goodbye.” “A real... morbid way to say goodbye, yeah?” She poked his eye patch. “You’re no fun.”

[formerlyluckymanticore]

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

[rjkilroy]

Concept dialogue for Volume 3: "A Prelude to War"

For the sharp-eyed among you, yes, that is a reference to The Expanse. If you know what happens at the beginning of that franchise's own Volume 3, perhaps you'll know what I'm getting at 👀 Mild spoilers for the future of Atomancers below:

"Sailors, Sea-landers, pilots, soldiers of the Fatherland! It is our time at last to remind the feeble Visellans that there may only be one Empire in the Wading Sea!" ... [VADM. Kitts] "No pressure, right, ma'am?" [Sandrine] "The story of my life." ... [War Sec. Sparritch] "Of all the damnable places it'd start, it had to have been at that Duke Lanzing's island...." [Pres. Marmont] "Well that's just a shame, isn't it? We got along real nicely when I was Foreign Affairs Secretary. We even had cigars!" [other politician] (muttering) "We've got to get the Haartians back to the table..." [Pres. Marmont] "Oh, scratch that, this war's been brewing since we decided to stop at only half of the Wading Sea. If we lose, we have a scapegoat anyhow." ... [Lioko] "Guys... I think we just started a war." [Kalena] (casually finishing the painting on her revolver grip) "That's one way to cover our escape." [Ian] "The people I knew are going to be the first to die, you know...." [Maiolo] "Too bad, mainlanda. Always gonna be those who fight till they die for the wrong causes." (Ian storms off to the topside of the ship) ... [Lia] "How many were conscripts like you?" [Ian] "Not that many in the Sea-landers. Yes, I know that means they chose to be a conquering force, but... didn't you still love your brother when he chose to glorify the Visellan Republic?" [Lia] "He wasn't doing the actual harm, he was just an idiot. I don't know how you'll take this, but I just can't feel worse for you about this." (they might then have a short little fight idk)

[rjkilroy]

I'M ALIVE

I suppose I could start taking some time to do tag games again

Thanks to @eccaiia for possibly being the one to get me back into this; my words are main, mad, many, and may I'll pass it along to @dragonqueendeathrayfaeemily-crow, @sarandipitywrites, @mundanemoongirl, @charlesjosephwrites, and leave it open for anyone else! New words are dismay, distract, dispose, and distort!

Spoilers for Atomancers volume 1 below:

Main:

The doors of the restaurant were thrown open at that moment, and in popped two members of his crew; the petite main battery gunner Miri, and loader Takaro (who appeared almost comically taller than her). Takaro began, “Captain, the–” “Maio’, someone just…” Miri cut off. “The…” “Wait a minute, just… one at a time,” Maiolo interrupted. “The Marines!” went both of them in unison, their voices like a chord. “What about them?” he asked. “They’re gonna send them to the base!” said Takaro, hastily.

Mad:

“The kid’s had his chance to call ‘em off,” went Maika, fixing his bayonet. “I bet his swords can’t reach me before I run him through.” With that, he broke into a mad charge, the long knife glinting as he sprinted forward…. …And ran into Ian, knocking him down. His helmet came loose from his head, revealing his short, dark golden hair. The bladepoint was bent and rolled when Maika picked it back up. Hastily, frantically, he tried stabbing again. Ian only reacted, again, as would someone who’d been punched. The third time, Ian grabbed the end of the rifle, took one of his swords, and sliced it in two on a foment of acid.

Many:

“What are they doing here?” asked Lia. “The base can’t support that many, right?” “They only need enough piers for the damaged ships,” informed Lioko. “For the others? They’ll just park them in the harbor wherever.” “Well…” said the first crewmate from earlier. “If the PFM isn’t already doing a revolution, they’re gonna want to real soon….”

May:

“Call it what you will, Admiral,” said the Governor. “You know, the people will still see you as an empire for it. –Rightfully so, if I may.” “That might be, Governor.” She slowly glanced behind herself. “But then, they should be grateful we’re not the other empire.”

[eccaiia]

Find the Word Tag

Thanks for tagging me @oh-no-another-idea!

I'll tag @talesofsorrowandofruin, @owlsandwich, @rjkilroy, and open tag as always! New words are: main, mad, many, and may!

Distant:

They were a distant nightmare, but this—the fear on Jack's face, the white of his eyes, the strength being dragged from him against his will—this could kill him without ever leaving a mark, and there was nothing Wolfe could do to stop it.

Dirt:

Farmer Redgrave was a cheerful man who ran a farm shop that Wolfe visited frequently. He had a gentle face and short dirty blond hair that was forever in a mess. He always had mud under his nails and all over his rubber boots, and sometimes halfway up his sleeves. Wolfe liked him.

Gruesome ghastly:

They sat quietly together for some time, talking here and there in low voices. Jack's eyes remained ghastly white, and Wolfe vowed he would never get used to it.

Ground:

'You're protective of him,' Henry said at length. 'George.' A bitter sound rose in Jack's throat. He rapidly swallowed it. 'He was bullied a lot, in school. He was more nervous then, if you can believe it. Quiet, bookish, nerdy, and too nervous to stand his ground. So I did it for him.'

ASM taglist (let me know if you want to be added or removed!): @inkspellangel, @oh-no-another-idea, @cee-grice, @owlsandwich, @bodoramzap, @space-writes

[rjkilroy]

Heheh whoopsie daisy instead of becoming active on Tumblr I got Persona 5 Royal and binge played the whole ass game over winter break

[rjkilroy]

Update: I now have completed Persona 3 Reload, equally goated game, still haven’t returned here

[luna-azzurra]

Facial Expressions & Micro-Expressions List!!

𐙚⋆.˚ The smile that doesn't reach the eyes (dead giveaway)

𐙚⋆.˚ The nostril flare of barely contained rage

𐙚⋆.˚ Pressing lips together to keep from laughing

𐙚⋆.˚ The eyebrow raise of "seriously?"

𐙚⋆.˚ Eyes widening for just a fraction of a second at bad news

𐙚⋆.˚ The jaw clench of holding back words

𐙚⋆.˚ One corner of the mouth quirking up (the smirk)

𐙚⋆.˚ The rapid blinking when processing something shocking

𐙚⋆.˚ Tongue poking the inside of cheek when annoyed

𐙚⋆.˚ The eye roll that's more of an eye drift

𐙚⋆.˚ Scrunching nose at something distasteful

𐙚⋆.˚ That face people make when they're trying not to cry (you know the one)

𐙚⋆.˚ The silent laugh where shoulders shake but no sound comes out

𐙚⋆.˚ Raising both eyebrows in surprise vs. one in skepticism

𐙚⋆.˚ The thousand-yard stare when dissociating

𐙚⋆.˚ The head shake that means "I can't believe this"

𐙚⋆.˚ Squinting when suspicious

𐙚⋆.˚ The fake smile for customer service/politeness

𐙚⋆.˚ Eyes darting to the side when lying or uncomfortable

𐙚⋆.˚ The visible gulp when nervous

𐙚⋆.˚ Wrinkling forehead in concern

𐙚⋆.˚ That specific look of dawning realization

𐙚⋆.˚ The mouth twitch when fighting a smile

𐙚⋆.˚ Going slightly pale or flushed (visible even on different skin tones through context)

[rjkilroy]

Decided I’d update my instagram to prepare for when I launch my book and not a week after reinstalling the app I have never felt more like terminating my contract with the mortal plane

Moral of the story: the social media algorithm is running a psyop to get you to kill yourself

[rjkilroy]

No this is unironically my conspiracy theory now