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[sourrcandy]

KILL YOUR DARLINGS ; writing snippet ↳ chapter 03. day and night

kyd current wc: 5412 // cw: mentions of death (edit inspo by @oskervos)

From the outside, Jade Citadel is a palace carved in white jade, a tower fit for royalty. But on the inside, layers of levels are carved within the stone, an indestructible fortress of fossil stones. Aurelia has never dared to venture below water level, the dark tunnels below ground claustrophobic and far more ancient than the empire itself.

Death leads her down the stairs like they have done this a thousand times. And they let out a chuckle when they emerge into a cryptesque chamber, saying, “I assume you have never been here before, Gongzhu.” When she doesn’t reply, they beckon her forward, arms stretching out as if they are a presenter. “Welcome to Porcelain Hall, where ancient fallen warriors lay and are remembered for their sacrifice. But I suppose the remembrance part of it is forgotten.”

“This is Porcelain Hall?”

She doesn’t mean for her words to sound mocking, but the look Death gives her sends chills down her spine. Pressing her lips together, she opts to look around the chamber.

Intricate interweaving columns arch up to the ceiling, perfectly polished and stone white. A circular set of stairs sits in the middle, a delicately carved sculpture of a warrior with a fox curled around their ankles sitting on each side to face the middle. Stepping up carefully, Aurelia approaches the tall imposing statue that stands in the landing of the steps, the carving stretches towards the ceiling and depicts a pair of warriors back to back with fossilised briars winding up to bind them together. There is an opening between the two warrior sculptures.

With bated breath, Aurelia takes a few steps forward, and finds herself staring straight into a pond of rainbow water.

“That’s it?”

Death laughs, a nightmarish black mist bursting from within their gown and leaking around to surround the pond in a boiling black liquid. “You seem to have high expectations.”

Aurelia scoffs, crossing her arms to peer into the pond. It shimmers under the glow of the white jade, reflecting a light against the walls. She sees herself in the crystal clear water, a still prism mirror of liquid that ripples at her feather-like touch when she hesitantly skims a finger over the water. It is a warmth that pricks her fingertip, a tingling sensation.

“Tick tock, little princess, you don’t want to be late, do you?” Aurelia catches the faintest trace of a sly smile on Death’s skull, their jaw lifting ever so slightly, just as she feels the sudden push on her back. And she is falling headfirst into the colourful darkness of the pool.

gen tag!! @kazino, @halcionic, @candymillk, @sautrns, @cianawrites, @janaisvu, @ninazeniks, @ambrosiadarling, @perditism, @varkolak, @seasteading, @lasbrumas, @solariumarcade

[lord-fallen]

THE COLOR OF GREED. A NANOWRIMO 2021 WIP.

➟ SCIENCE FICTION, ROMANCE ➟ POV — THIRD PERSON ➟ MAJOR THEMES —  power, religion, and politics / inheritance and nepotism / familial competition for the throne / mind control / master and captive dynamic (except the master is an heiress and the captive is deadly) / power play

➟ SYNOPSIS  —

In a society where the filthy rich live in the skies and everyone else below, an heiress to one of five noble families is offered a captive as a gift - one with a deadly and, fortunately rare, affinity for mind control. He is one of last and his genetic skill must be kept a secret while the heiress seeks to rob her brothers of their father's throne, all for the hungry desire to rule an inhospitable, divided world.

➟ EXCERPT  —

His blade rattled with vibration whenever its tip came too close to her neck. Once, twice, thrice, he swung it at her porcelain skin and yet it did not touch her. Defying death, she stood as still as an AI, head craned and face unchanged. Her stare, restrained, treaded the line between amusement and coldness like a panther on a hunt. He repeated the act until his blood-thirst wilted and the fruitlessness of his anger dawned on him. And when he looked at her, he heard her mind loud and clear: Done yet? He lost his momentum. For a mere fraction of a second, a mere breath, he wavered. Her arm moved without her body, the white sleeve of her dress dancing as her dagger sliced the air and found refuge in his abdomen. Instead of listening to her conscience, he listened to his own heartbeat roar and succumbed to the agony that followed. Wordlessly, she stabbed him as if he hadn't tried to do the same to her for the last minute, and her blade sunk into his flesh like into a new home. Searching. Punishing. Deeper. Further. Until he could smell his own blood and she finally spoke with a voice of a stone-cold ruler, “Don't be a fool and think you can rob me of my life. Death does not touch us.”

tagging @lachiffon @quilloftheclouds @novelsbyrhea

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[violetcancerian]

WIP Intro: Tales of Tirinth: The Battle of Five Hills

*I used photos for this from Pixabay (much like with The Dragon and the Herald photo in that WIP intro) and edited on Canva* 

**I also wanted to go for like one of those paperback books one finds at a Half-Price**

[Image Description: A misty and green forest, the trees covered in moss. Over the image of the trees is a faded circle with celtic knots and spirals. There is text above that says “Tales of Tirinth: The Battle of Five Hills” in capitol letters, below the celtic circle, it says “Andrea de Leon”. End Image Description] 

Summary: Tirinth is ancient, riddled with stories and secrets. But when the livelihood of mortals and fae is threatened by an ambitious prince, four youths must solve a mystery that stretches back to the beginning of the land itself. 

Genre: High Fantasy 

Status: Outlined/Drafting

Elements: Magic, storytelling, war, loss, remembrance, POC main characters

Warnings: War, blood, body horror, major character death, minor character death. 

Inspirations: Irish and Norse tales

Book 1 of 2

Tagging @ladywithalamp and @faelanvance and @ellatholmes​ @hannahs-creations​ because I have been rambling about this WIP to them more or less ahahaha. Anyone who wants to be tagged in this or any updates let me know!!  

[minnuet-archive]

— introducing of colour. 

of colour. is a discord server and tumblr blog dedicated to showcasing the work of creators of color. run by admins dominic [@dominnow​​] and toch [@lonelysuburb], of colour. aims to be an inclusive space for all kinds of experiences! that’s why, despite having a focus on brown people of any origin, it’s completely open to all people of color. 

as people, let alone creators, of color, we’re often told that our stories don’t matter, that our cultures aren’t worth anything [unless it’s being fetishized + turned into an aesthetic], and that the color of our skin and noneurocentric features are ugly. 

we’re here to provide a space where we can discuss our experiences and work without comments like these. in this server, you can ask for help and give help and make friends with experiences like yours! 

— to join! 

there are no qualifications that must be met to join, other than being a person of color! as much as we appreciate our anti-racist white friends, this server’s intended purpose is to be a safe space for people of color. 

you can join the server here and follow the blog, @ofcolours! once you’ve followed the link to the server, read the rules + introduce yourself, and you’ll have access to the server ! please be patient; we’ll do our best to grant you access soon after you join, but we also have our own things to attend to ! 

any members [who also get a spot on this member page because we’re extra] can tag their work with #ofcolourtracking and we’ll be sure to interact with it! 

— thanks! 

we’re so excited for of colour. and we hope you are, too! if you’re white, or just don’t feel like joining, that’s okay! feel free to signal boost this to your followers [please do, in fact]! 

[lasbrumas-archived]

SAINTLESS –– a wip introduction

❝ there were sinners, and then there were the de la Cruz. ❞

GENRES ; high fantasy, lgbtq+

DEMOGRAPHIC ; adult (na)

THEMES & TROPES ; familial curses, cities in the sky, vaguely steampunk, found family, magical realism, finding forgiveness, forgiving yourself, redemption, eldritch angels, gothic & catholic aesthetics

NARRATION/POV ; 3rd, multi pov

STATUS ; drafting

SYNOPSIS ;

Adelina Castillo de la Cruz is one of the infamous de la Cruz’s who live within the floating sky-city of Ascension. The family is cursed with mysterious afflictions the likes of which no doctor or priest can cure nor banish, and it’s said even one encounter with them can pass it to the unlucky bystander. To avoid trouble, Adelina hides behind her father’s surname and hides her affliction in layers of clothes.

But then her uncle goes missing the same night the Rot –– a mysterious entity that’s been slowly consuming other sky-cities –– first makes its presence known in Ascension. With her city and family in a panic, Adelina goes on a quest to discover the reason behind his disappearance and how it relates to the Rot. Joining her are her cousin, Emilio; Carlos, an orphan boy with mysterious ties to her family; and Salvador, an angel questioning his own faith. Plagued by their own curses and with time running out, what they will discover about themselves and their world may just be Ascension’s undoing.

CHARACTERS ;

☞ Adelina Castillo de la Cruz ; 25, with no life plan or goal. likes learning for the sake of learning and hates being asked what she’s doing with her life. hides from her responsibilities by going on adventures around the city. her curse makes her appearance difficult to remember and fuzzy, like looking at something from the corner of your eye.

☞ Emilio de la Cruz Sanchez ; 18, Adelina’s cousin and an avid scholar. avoids all forms of confrontation and decision-making. suffers from a curse which causes him to have a limited amount of words he can speak per day.

☞ Carlos Aguilar ; 18, orphaned at a young age with no clue who his parents are except for his name. currently lives at one of the smaller parishes in Ascension as ward and trainee to Padre. suffers from a curse which causes him to get lost often or to lose things. do not trust with a map.

☞ Salvador ; 1000s, one of the angels designated as a watcher to oversee the humans in Ascension. has a fondness for books, coffeeshops, and is allergic to sleep. if given the choice, he’d rather stay home. suffers from an unknown affliction.

[austrohungarianwriteblr]

An excerpt from Unbreakable, in which Sophie Stein is, unusually, lost.

Transcript and tag list below cut:

Arguments for and against marrying Lawrence Cohen (compiled by Miss Sophie Stein on September 1, 1871)

Arguments for:

1. If I’m married, my parents can no longer fuss   over my every action. 2. The Cohens live in New York. 3. Lawrence has promised I can be a quite   independent sort of wife. 4. I would very much like to work for a magazine. 5. New York. 6. People from all over the world live in New York. 7. I speak very good English. 8. Lawrence is at least a fairly entertaining fellow. 9. And he’s quite good-looking.

Arguments against:

1. All my friends are in Vienna. 2. New York is very far away. 3. They speak English there. 4. I’m not in love with Lawrence. 5. Actually, he rather irritates me most of the time. 6. Who cares about racehorses? 7. His last lady friend was a variety-show actress. 8. I am decidedly not a variety-show actress. 9. I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing.

Tag list:

@corawritesasbestshecan, @lottieiswriting, @galsinspace, @fudgemallowconcoctions, @luciatraskwrites, @cjjameswriting, @ravens-and-rivers, @maskedlady, @sprigofbasil, @guulabjamuns, @teriwrites, @walp-gisnep, @ella-writes-words, @alicewestwater, @oasis-of-you

[azrance]

a little something i wrote as a way to get inside gabriel’s mind and understand his perspective on his childhood/life a bit more!! this isn’t something that will be in the actual story, it’s just to help me with the character, but i really liked it so i wanted to share it here <3

transcription and tags under the cut!! (dm/send an ask to be added/removed!)

My parents never expected me. They were too busy to have a family, too preoccupied with fame and fortune and all that was encompassed in what they called “a pirate’s life.” A child just didn’t fit their plans.

But my parents weren’t careful. They never were. So along came me, a blessing and a curse.

Don’t get me wrong, my parents loved me immensely and never let me think otherwise. But I knew it wasn’t the life they wanted. They were no longer just pirates, but parents as well.

However, they never let raising me get in the way of their adventures. They simply brought me along. They wouldn’t give up the life they built just to give their kid a “normal” childhood. (What was normal anyways?)

Where most children grew up playing with neighbors, going to school and kicking balls in the streets, I grew up on the sea. My friends were the dolphins that skimmed the surface and lept through the wake of our ship. They were the men with weathered, sunburnt faces and scars littering their skin, who looked out for me as if I were their own, protecting me when our ship came under attack. They were the women who helped me with my reading and writing when my parents were inevitably preoccupied at the moment I needed them most. They were the few other children aboard, most of them freed slaves or orphans that my parents’ crew took in so they would at least have a place to sleep and food in their stomachs, with whom I practiced my hand-to-hand combat and sword-fighting.

My childhood was far from normal, but I liked it that way.

TAG LIST - @fartistically​ @awheck-herewegoagain​ @sautrns​ @noloumna​ @eloandrianos​ @coralblast​ @rhyaxxyn​ @quilloftheclouds​ @ahowlinwolf​ @apricotwrites​ @scrawlsandrambles​ @estudiamo

[uraniawrites]

                         WELCOME TO SAUTRNS FAMILY!!!

I just hit 200 followers and i’m like ??? gUYS, IS THIS FOR REAL?!?!?! thank you so so so so much. really. i mean it. i know these past 2 weeks i was inactive, but here i am again!

so, to celebrate my 200 dear and beloved followers, i’ve decided to make a writeblr family

yes, that’s right. i made up a family for writeblrs so you guys can interact with other people, meet so much and see other wips (which i think is really cool)

rules:

follow this demon.

reblog this post (likes don’t count, only as bookmarks)

send me an ask with this: (or two asks if it’s too much information).

your name (or an alias if you want to)

pronouns.

your writeblr (if this is not your main blog)

your main wip, or the wip you’d like me to add to the fam.

genre of your wip.

a quote from that wip.

what you’ll get:

a spot in this lovely pantheon.

you’ll tag your posts from your wips with the tag #sautrnsfam and i’ll be tracking it so i’m not missing anything.

so much much much love from everyone.

tagging some mutuals so they can spread the word (and if they want to join c: )

@sondials, @songsofaleria, @scioltezza, @kiesinger, @incipientdream.