#published writer

[doodle-last]

i’m not sure if people on tumblr read poetry, but here is some of mine. i am published in a couple of places and went to school for creative writing, however i don’t typically share on the internet. thought i’d post this one though.

written september 17th of 2025 in my first fall semester at college. hope you enjoy :)

[wutguycreations]

I don't often come here on Tumblr, but I wanted to make a big announcement

I've finally, FINALLY released my first ever book - The Ultimate Warriors! Before, you could only read it on Ao3, and now I decided to go ALL the way and publish it for real!

Buy it here!

[yourlocalmud]

Finally published my first story! Thank you to everyone who has followed me through my writing journey! Even though it is only a magazine, it still means the world to me. I want to eventually work my way to write a full book.

[honeyednotes]

I feel so beautiful in your eyes

the way they hold me so softly, adoration etched in the soft curve of your smile

our bodies gravitate towards each other: hands, legs, arms, feet, I don't care I just want to be close to you

when you hold me, I feel as though I am standing on solid ground for the first time

your embrace like the only oasis I have ever known, as if life is a desert and everyone else was just a mirage

I grew so used to swallowing sand that I forgot how water tasted but you have brought me to the river and let me quench my thirst

and by that I mean you encourage me to finish a story when I stop out of fear it is boring you, and you listen to every word

even in the interruptions I know you still want to hear how it ends

I am so used to fawning in conversation, never able to get a word in edge-wise anyway, but you carve out space for me to speak

you praise me as intelligent and talented and beautiful even when I do not see myself as such, and you proclaim it to the world , shutting down my imposter syndrome every time it comes out to play, making sure I know that you see my worth

I can only hope my love is enough in return, for it is all yours, if you will have it

by Brie Thomson

[umbrae-sortilegium]

Welcome to my little dark corner of the interverse, a place where shadows dance with secrets and words whisper forbidden tales. I am Dyshanka, also known as Odette, your guide through this enigmatic realm. I am a wordsmith, weaving the threads of darkness into poetry that resonates with the deepest chambers of the soul. A witch of the night and the moon, I find solace in the embrace of the stars, and I dwell in the hidden crevices of existence, where the beauty of darkness reveals itself.

In the depths of this clandestine sanctuary, I invite you to explore the uncharted territories of emotion, where melancholy and mystery intertwine. Here, you'll find the unspoken dreams that come to life beneath the shroud of night, the eerie incantations that beckon the ethereal, and the intoxicating allure of the macabre. In the alchemy of my words, I conjure the essence of what many fear and few dare to embrace.

As you navigate this dimly lit labyrinth, you'll discover that it's not only the destination but the journey itself that holds the allure. Each verse I pen is a portal to a world of hidden desires and enigmatic fantasies, where the boundaries between reality and dreams blur into a seductive, enigmatic haze. Here, the night sky becomes a canvas for my darkest musings, and the moon whispers secrets that only the initiated may decipher.

In my little dark corner, you'll find the uncanny beauty that thrives in the shadows, where the poetry of darkness is etched into the very fabric of existence. It's a place where those who seek solace in the embrace of the night come to find communion with the eerie and the extraordinary. So, wander, explore, and immerse yourself in the words that hold the key to the enigmatic heart of Dyshanka, the mistress of this dark and beautiful interverse. © Dʏsʜᴀɴᴋᴀ/Oᴅᴇᴛᴛᴇ ₂₀₂₃

[makedakb]

Writeblr Introduction

Hey all!

I'm Makeda. I am not new to Tumblr but my 'professional' self is. I've had this particular blog since Christmas and Tumblr for about a decade. Given the state of Twitter, I've decided to pack my bags and come home.

ABOUT ME

Age: 20s

Pronouns: she/her

Where: Caribbean-based

Professionally an Editor

WHAT I WRITE

Fave Genres: Romance and Speculative.

Genres I'm Afraid to Write, but Want to: Crime, Mystery, Detective, High Fantasy and Historical Fiction

Writing Style: It's all over, man.

Projects: Untitled Romance Novel

OTHER STUFF

Glad to be here again as a non-fanfiction writer. Hope to make some connections and get to meet more people. I’ve only published short fiction so far, linked below. Both are speculative fiction, with tinges of romance.

Please note, most things I write/will write tend to be geared towards adults.

Also here are links to my publications: here and here.

[inkytealeafwriting]

Get to know the character: Ethan

Ethan smiled at him. Warm, soothing, just like a big brother putting a band-aid on his little brother’s scraped knee. “There was that girl in middle school who asked us what we’d do if we were boys for a day.” He said, put his hands in his pockets. “Some said they’d pee standing, others that they’d stay shirtless the whole day.” “And you?” “I said I’d feel like myself. I never thought about it again until a couple of years ago. It hit me in the face like a truck!” He said, smiling at him. “I experimented in high school, cut my hair short, used ace bandages to bind which is the worst thing to do, and wore my big brother’s clothes.” “Did it help?” “Yes and no. Because people still saw me as a girl, even called me a lesbian when I’m not a girl.” He laughed. “But when I started university, I met people like me. They gave me better advice, helped me with how I wanted to express myself. They were the ones who gifted me my first binder.” They reached the supermarket and remained silent until they left it again. “Something tells me that you asking me this isn’t just simple curiosity. Right?”

For context, the scene is between Ethan and Milo