#writelr

[ihhfhonao3]

Romanticizing reading fanfiction with 100 hits. Romanticizing commenting on fics from seven years ago. Romanticizing giving kudos to a fic with three hits. Romanticizing reblogging someone’s fanfiction post from two years ago, giving them the first note on that post. Romanticizing saying in the comments “I hope there’s a chapter two, this was so good!” On a fic posted in 2013

[kaleyiabooks]

[yourlocalavian]

Did I just write an alternate universe of one of my stories specifically to kill off one of my favorite oc's just so I could make her love interest really angsty and depresso?

Yes. Yes I did.

I have no regrets.

[coceauxsims]

Going to be focusing more on my actual writing, and that includes putting my site back to good use.

Here's an oldie but goodie I've reposted this morning to get the Christmas spirit going.

Merry X-Mas, Baby. by Cortney Joseph

Kayla stared closely at the paper resting loosely between her fingertips, in complete disbelief. Tears welled within the ducts of her eyes,

[walkingparadoximok]

How Honey is Made

The Flower dresses in vibrant clothes,

Sleek and seductive, she makes her pose.

Wears sweet perfume in all the right places,

Carried by wind to spread her graces,

A subtle aroma, slightly intoxicating,

Her beauty and charm—invigorating.

The Bee wakes with sun, happy and free,

Brushes his hair and readies his teeth,

Wears a tuxedo of yellow and black,

Prepares for the day, assures nothing is lacked.

He lights through the air, searching and seeing,

A hint of a fragrance, his heart rapidly beating.

He’s captivated; she’s brighter than all of the rest.

Gently lands on her petals, her heart to his chest,

He caresses her face with strong, tender hands

And softly kisses her lips, changing her plans.

She gives him her pollen and promise of love,

He vows to return, then flies like a dove.

Impregnated with passion, to home he retreats,

Their story of love is the honey we eat.

October 6, 2025 @walkingparadoximok

[spotlight-of-the-week]

Spotlight Of The Week #2

Welcome to our second spotlight of the week!

Our writer under the spotlight is . . .

@inkwell-passion! (or @ripples-in-alcubierre-space)

This author prefers to write sci-fi (we’re getting a lot of sci-fi lovers so far!) and primarily writes shorter original works, but she wants to branch out to longer ones, too, like fully published novels. 

Her ao3 is Inkwell_Passion (linked), and her writing side blog is @ripples-in-alcubierre-space. Go check them out!

When asked, @ripples-in-alcubierre-space said that she was inspired by Isaac Asimov and the Halo games. She started writing as a way to express herself when she was very young (much like many of us here as well!).

Make sure to check out everything linked! @inkwell-passion is an awesome writer, and I can tell she's really passionate, too! It's been so much fun writing this post :]

And that wraps up our second spotlight of the week! Thanks so much for reading, and if you want to be under our spotlight as well, check out the intro post pinned on my blog :)

[thejudeduarte]

For some reason I don't like reader x character fics just because it feels so wrong for that character to be in love with someone other than their love interest!!😭😭 I can appreciate the writing and I don't mind when people make them it's just I never purposely seek out them ykwim?

Please tell me I'm not the odd one out

[seraphimslum]

wishlist edenfall on steam now!

hi rotterlings! it’s been a little while, but i hope you’ve been keeping well (and i hope that your playthrough of seraphim slum was everything you dreamt of!)

i'm so excited to announce that edenfall, our prequel-slash-sequel to seraphim slum is now live on steam. you can wishlist the game now!

as a refresher, this is what edenfall is all about:

You're Eden, an eldritch thing. You're in love with your angel Ezekiel. But Ezekiel is enamoured by the slum she is damned to and the angels stagnating in it.

She wants the slum angels to fall. You would do anything to help her. But she wants you, eldritch thing you are, to swallow up the slum as she dallies with its angels. She wants you away from her, wants to love something that is not you.

And that just can't do.

You must make Ezekiel love you. You must tell Ezekiel you love her. You may be a mass of vines and branches but you have a confession to make.

Somehow, you must find a way.

(Parchments, radios, songs… something pulsing alive. Ezekiel must hear it.)

thank you all for reading and for your interest in playing edenfall! i hope to see you in the slums once more, hopefully on valentine’s day. <3

love, rosesrot

(ps: i’ll be releasing a demo of edenfall soon as well, so keep a lookout for that!)

(pps: if you'd like to be posted on my future stories and games, join my discord and say hi! i’d love to chat with you guys :D)