I'm hypothetically a writer

a side blog to dump writing and emotions and little works

[quietpinetrees]

[drachenmagier]

I couldn’t resist this. The idea of space sirens and starmaids just make me want to grab pen and paper instantly. So, this is how I enjoyed my free Sunday. <3 My thanks for @quietpinetrees for the wonderful inspiration.

Scanned and coloured version, traditional media, A4-ish

[quietpinetrees]

As a writer, very little brings me as much joy as being the inspiration for someone else’s creativity. I want to thank @drachenmagier for sharing this magnificent art with the world.

I hope everyone inspired by my writing to create something of their own is kind enough to share it.

[maria-aegyptiaca]

pareidolias

[sloppystyle]

[milfkarlmarx-deactivated2021081]

old gods

[fashion-runways]

MAK TUMANG Honey Bee dress

[alittledaylight]

Will definitely be trying this...

[kelogsloops]

The Hiding Place

prints | tutorials

[chandelyer-deactivated20241003]

Paolo Sebastian spring 2018 couture

[innocenttmaan]

Shengsi, an archipelago of almost 400 islands at the mouth of China’s Yangtze river, holds a secret shrouded in time – an abandoned fishing village being reclaimed by nature. These photos by Tang Yuhong, a creative photographer based in Nanning, take us into this lost village on the beautiful archipelago.

[spillsnchills]

When a character doesn’t realize they’ve been, like, shot or whatever and they hand brushes against their side and comes away wet with blood, and they’re just staring at it like wtf is this and then their knees just totally give out on them and they sink down, maybe gasping a little as the reality finally hits them. That’s good stuff.

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

I see that, and raise you a character who knows they’ve been shot, but waits until the rest of their crew is out of sight to put their hand against the slowly spreading stain of blood on their shirt, then trying to steady their breathing so they can follow without letting on how injured they are.

[caffeinewitchcraft]

Okay but like the character who doesn’t realize they’ve been hurt trying to see if everyone else is okay only to slowly realize that everyone is looking at them with mounting horror. Then they touch their side to find it’s wet and oh no

[kvothbloodless]

all 3 of you are evil but i admire, respect, and fear you

[svetlanatigai]

Doppelganger. 2013

[otherwindow]

Tooth fairies are a smaller and friendlier subspecies of the larger and much more hostile bone fairies.

[iwilltrytobereasonable]

Thank you for this bespoke nightmare

[charlieism]

i think the fact that my eyes dont glow and my hair doesnt float when im feeling a lot of strong emotion is very unsexy of me

[scienceampersandfantasy]

[neurodivergent-crow]

THIS IS WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY TREES ARE COOL

[wherearetheheroesnow]

“My idiot sister. Can’t you see that Blair is madly in love with you.”

“Blair doesn’t love me.” Raven said, twisting her braid around her hand. The room was perturbed by smoke rising to the ceiling. Frankie took another drag off of his cigarette, puffing his cheeks out at her. “Those things are going to kill you,” Raven said, changing the subject. Frankie raised a black eyebrow at her, blowing smoke in her face.

“Hmmm, so she just stares at you, loses all focus when you walk into a room, and is by your side as often as possible just because you are such great friends?” He air quoted his last few words, sucking on his cigarette again. “And you.” He flicked ash in her direction, scattering embers on the table, his dark, piercing eyes burrowing into her. Frankie’s eyes had always been like that. Too intense for a child and too chilling as an adult. They were the eyes she sought in her darkest moments. “You act the same.”

Raven could feel a blush rising onto her cheeks, but she fought it down, turning her head away from Frankie. He only hummed knowingly, crushing his cigarette under a boot. She couldn’t hide anything from her brother. She could hide her feelings from everyone else but Frankie knew her every thought. Knew them before she knew them herself.

[thecuriousowl]

oOOOOH SH*t !!!by AnatoFinnstark

[athenanuu]

@lesbianmeouch

[headspace-hotel]

Literally none of my story ideas come with a plot, ever. WITHOUT FAIL, it’s always just an Aesthetic, like two and a half characters, some very, very vivid settings, and a weird concept. Never plot. Not even an inkling of a plot. My brain tosses me this cool stuff and is like welp i’ll be back in 4-5 business months 

[wherearetheheroesnow]

“I wait hundreds and hundreds of years for you to come back. For you to tell me that it’s ok to find my loved ones again. We work for,” Psyva angrily gestures towards the stars, “whatever the fuck is up there and we follow it's plan and it's plan always kills us, Rasa,” Psyva is practically yelling at this point, her fists clenched and jaw locked, “always and maybe I just want to say fuck it. Did you ever think of that Rasa? Huh? What if we just take the time we have with them and enjoy it? Let the universe fall apart,” Psyva’s voice creaks, the anger starts to drain out of her, “Just let it happen and hold each other while it does.”

“Because that's not how it works.” Rasa’s voice is even and her face calm as she says, “I know you know this Psyva, but you are not apart of this. You stumbled into us a few times and you stuck and I am grateful for it, for all the help and support you have given, but these cycles will keep on happening, with or without you.”

[juanmaodepp]

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