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dilhhindustani · 1 day

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lyralit · 23 hours

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writing prompts from ttpd quotes

took a miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary

but I've seen this episode and still loved the show

this ain't the chelsea hotel, we're modern idiots

left all these broken parts // told me I'm better off // but I'm not

down bad, waking up in blood // staring at the sky, come back and pick me up

& I'm pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free

I learned these people try and save you // 'cause they hate you

scandal does funny things to pride, but brings lovers closer

at the park where we used to sit on childrens' swings // wearing imaginary rings

barricaded in the bathroom with a bottle of wine // well, me and my ghosts, wе had a hell of a time

love left me like this and I don't want to exist // so take me to Florida

what if the way you hold me is actually what's holy?

I was tame, I was gentle, til the circus life made me mean // don't you worry folks, we took out all her teeth

you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

he had a halo of the highest grade // he just hadn't met me yet

dancing phantoms on the terrace // are they second-hand embarrassed // that I can't get out of bed? // 'cause something counterfeit's dead

our field of dreams, engulfed in fire // your arson's match, your somber eyes

you're the loss of my life

breaking down, I hit the floor // all the pieces of me shattering as the crowd was chanting "more!"

'cause once your queen had come // you treat her like an also-ran // you didn't measure up // in any measure of a man

he jokes that it's heroin, but this time with an "e"

it's hell...on...earth...to...be...heeeaaveeenlyyyy

you've got edge, she never did // the future's bright....dazzling

#alternative title: my fav ttpd lyrics in a master list #lyralit #writerblr #writers block #writblr #writing prompts #writers #writing ideas #writing #creative writing #ttpd #the tortured poets department #taylor swift

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thepenultimateword · 3 days

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Aftercare

Henchman exited the bathroom with a puff of steam. Villain's living room was cool by comparison; they could already feel the dewiness on their face drying out in the first two limping steps toward the couch. The ache in their shoulders had been tolerable while underneath the hot shower, but now, as Henchman struggled to ruffle the towel through their hair, they were screaming.

Villain watched each wince with narrowed hawk eyes. "How bruised up did you get tonight?"

Henchman highly doubted they could lie their way out of the truth with their staggering gait, but they didn't need to get into specifics either. "Enough."

"I knew it. I knew I shouldn't have left you alone."

Henchman plopped down beside them. "You literally hired me to be left alone. I fight off the heroes until you get away. Or until you complete the plan."

"Yes, but that was before..." Villain stopped short. Henchman had a guess what the end of that sentence was supposed to be. But they'd both been doing their best to ignore it. Villains weren't supposed to catch feelings for expendables, and if they both knew that, Henchman certainly couldn't mention the kaleidoscope of butterflies nestled in their own stomach. Villain pressed their lips together, letting the old sentence die out properly before starting a new one. "You're getting hurt."

"I signed up for this sort of thing." They moved the towel toward the back of their head and a zing of intense pain shot down both arms, freezing them in place for a moment. "I'm fine."

Villain grabbed the towel out of their hands. "Stop, you're making yourself worse."

"Villain."

"I don't care that you're tough; you can't just barrel your way through injuries.

"Villain--"

"What if they're serious?"

"Villain, I'm dripping." Henchman nodding at the droplets of water pattering to the cushions.

"Come here." Villain raised themselves onto their knees and began to rub the towel all over Henchman's head.

"What are you--"

"You can't do it yourself," Villain interrupted. "I'm just protecting an investment for as long as I can. How are you going to fight if you strain your injuries?"

"Riiight," Henchman said. If that makes you feel better.

Maybe they were being snarky in their head, but Henchman certainly felt better to have an excuse for Villain's doting. The towel felt wonderful beneath the weight of their hands, almost like a massage. After such a long battle, the gentle touch was a wonderful contrast, and the exhaustion and stress of the night flooded over them. Their eyes fluttered shut a few times, but they fought hard to keep them open in case they drifted off and missed a second of whatever this was.

"Just a moment." Henchman broke out of their stupor and blinked up into Villain's beautiful, concentrated face. "It's going to get tangled."

Villain tossed the towel to the couch arm and made their way to the bathroom. When they returned, they held a hairbrush in one hand and a battery-powered hairdryer in the other. "You looked like you were getting sleepy, and you shouldn't fall asleep with wet hair." They plopped back down, a disappointing body's width between them.

"Here." Villain clasped Henchman around the back of the neck and gently pulled their head into their lap. Henchman moved as if under a spell, dazed and heady and weak. The butterflies awoke from their sleeping spots, filling their gut with thousands of flips and tickles.

Warm air caressed their ears and the sides of their face, stirring up damp locks. Meanwhile, the brush bristles ran soothingly down their scalp, breaking the tangles with long, gentle strokes. Eventually, the drone of the hairdryer flicked off, but the brushing continued, followed closely by Villain's fingers.

Henchman shuddered at the first touch.

"Sorry," Villain said, drawing back.

"No. It's fine, I...I think it would be good...for my recovery, of course, if you continued."

"Right." Villain's hand rested back on the top of their head, winding a strand around one finger. "Can't be too careful."

"Of what? Hair knots?" They immediately regretted the comment. They didn't want Villain to come to their senses and realize how ridiculous this was.

"Hair knots can turn into mats which can become painful which can affect your work." They dropped the piece and ran their fingers from the roots at their scalp to the ends of their hair. "Plus, you have such pretty hair. It would be a waste to ruin it."

Henchman's face warmed. “You’re being too careful with me.”

“I don’t think you’re careful enough.” Before Henchman knew it, Villain’s was leaned over their face, hands holding either side of their head while they stared directly into their eyes with their own piercing blue gaze. “I don’t want you doing what you did today anymore.”

Henchman gave a half nervous half chuckling sputter. “But that’s my job!”

“We’ll find you another job.”

Henchman sat up, twisting around on the sofa to face Villain head-on. "Are you firing me?"

"Of course not!" They edged in closer to take Henchman's hands. "But something has to change. I can't stand you getting hurt all the time for my sake. And if you died..." Their breath caught in their throat. They swallowed hard. "I care about you, Henchman. So much."

Henchman stared.

Did they hear that right? That wasn't something they were supposed to say. They'd come to terms with the fact that it probably never would be said.

"I...I..."

"We'll bring more people to help you fight. Or we'll fight together. Or escape together. Whatever it takes."

"But the other Henchmen-- You're a villain! They depend on you! And I'm just-- And if I overstep my bounds--"

"That's not a refusal of me though, is it?" Villain interrupted. "Your feelings aren't different?"

"No. No, of course not. I think that's been pretty obvious."

Villain folded them in their arms. "Then it will all work out."

Henchman allowed themselves to melt. In Villain's care, nothing was too hard to believe.

#heroes and villains #creative writing #heroes and villains community #villain #writing snippet #writblr #villain x villain #villain x henchman

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bunnis-monsters · 1 day

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If you interact with me and you’re under 18, I WILL block you, and because you disrespected my wishes I won’t unblock you even after you turn 18.

I don’t want minors interacting with me, and by still doing so you are directly going and against my wishes and boundaries. It is disrespectful in nature.

So please, just wait until you’re an adult to follow mature themed blogs like mine. It will keep the blog writers safe, and help keep you safe as well.

#mdni #18+ mdni #monster fucker #monster fudger #monster lover #monster boyfriend #ao3 writer #writers on tumblr #writer stuff #writer things #writeblr #writblr #writerscommunity

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raineandsky · 2 days

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#118

“What’s, uh,” the villain starts slowly, “what’s in your sandwich?”

The hero spares them no more than a passing glance. “Aw, you hungry? They don’t feed you guys in your little evil hideout?”

“I feed myself just fine.” The villain eyes the sandwich in the other’s hand nervously, their wrists rolling against their handcuffs. “What’s in it?”

“Peanut butter and jelly, if you must know.”

The villain’s eyes widen ever-so-slightly, their chair grating as it slides back as far as it’ll go. The desk jolts with the force with which they pull back.

“What?” the hero asks bluntly.

“I’m allergic.”

The hero’s gaze turns down to their, frankly delicious, sandwich. “To PBJs?”

“To peanuts, you moron!”

“Oh.” Another bite. “Huh.” A thoughtful chew, staring off into the distance. “How bad?”

“If I so much as look at a peanut, I will keel over.”

There’s a moment of silence, in which the villain seems to deflate slightly. “That’s probably dangerous information to give you,” they add quietly.

“Probably.” The hero hasn’t moved, despite their desk and their caught criminal being halfway to escaping them. “Will something happen if I touch you with my peanut hands?”

“Do not,” the villain snaps lowly, “even think about it.”

The hero smirks. “Why not?”

“I’ll tear your goddamn arms off.”

“If you can do that whilst cuffed, I’ll be impressed.”

The villain glares. The hero shrugs and shoves the last bit in their mouth. “I’m not trying to be mean, anyway,” they continue past their hunk of bread. “I’m asking so I can not kill you.”

“Debatable.”

The hero gets to their feet and the villain reels back like they’re about to explode. “I’ll wash my hands first, okay?” the hero offers.

The hero is, by definition, a decent human being. They return two minutes later with clean, wet hands, to a desk moved half an inch to the right and no villain.

“Ah, shit,” is all the hero can be bothered to say. They never liked big chases on a full stomach.

#creative writing #writblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writing community #heroes and villains #hero x villain #was this inspired by my trip to the hospital? yes #did i go to the hospital cause i was told i had to go test my allergy? yes #did i have an allergy? i. dont actually know #its something to do with pollen and the crossover in proteins or somethin but otherwise idk!!!#still no nuts for meeee cause i dont know whats goin onnnnn

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themboty · 21 hours

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i did it! I wrote the scene I haven't been able to write for a week!

#i figured out the dialogue finally!#now i can move on #writing #writeblr #writers #writblr #writer stuff #writerscommunity

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the-bar-sinister · 2 days

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Keep re-reading this fic hoping that next time there will be more to read-- but I'm the author and if I want more I'm gonna have to write it! 😭

#fanfiction #fan fiction #fanfic #archive of our own #ao3 #writer problems #writeblr #writblr

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angelofsmalldeaath · 2 days

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Hiii, same anon that requested the bath time with Andrew here…I loved it so much, thank you for taking the time to write it!!

I don’t want to bother you with requests and all but I just came with this concept/idea and felt the need to share it with you.

Andrew is a big dog lover (we have proof of that) and so is his s/o. They have Elwood from time to time but after he returns to his parents the house feels different so they adopt a new dog. After a few weeks, his s/o thinks that another one won’t hurt them…Andrew thinks otherwise. She doesn’t listen to him and brings another dog to the house. The man can’t say no to her so they live happily with two furry friends. But that’s not the end, she keeps seeing dogs around the property and brings them with her. She tries to find good houses/owners that could keep them but some doggies are too old or very wounded so she prefers to keep them around. Andrew has been on tour for the majority of the last adoptions 😅 and when he gets home he founds his s/o with the two “”original”” dogs and three more. He witness how she bakes something and the dogs are around her keeping her company…making his heart melt at the same time he accepts she’s going to keep them coming and he’s not that mad about it 🥺❤️

Sorry this is so long!! You don’t have to write it or anything, I would love if you do but please don’t feel pressured to…I just needed to share!

oh my god!!! my heart!! 😭

i tweaked this a little and this is much shorter since this is only a continuation of your ask, hope you like it tho!!

cw: very brief mentions of animal cruelty but absolutely nothing in detail

he comes home to an unexpected dog barking at him.

he knows their dogs know him, they would never do that—but this is not "their" dog. and before he can say anything, she comes running out the door, smiling sheepishly, guilt written all over her face.

"sir meatball!" she scolds him gently and the old dog whines like a puppy would, all sweet and gentle and nuzzling her leg. she pats his head.

"sir meatball?" he asks, about to say something more when another (unfamiliar once again) dog comes running out. this one's bigger than the last, this one's got crazy eyes and a loud bark and an almost feral face when she crouches down and scratches his head.

like magic the dog calms down and yips—chirpy little puppy yips that sound so odd coming from a dog his size.

"and this is bruce," she says, wringing her hands.

"bruce and sir meatball," he raises an eyebrow, utterly clueless. "have i...did i come back to some alternate universe?"

"no i..." she scrunches her eyes shut, shaking her head. "right, i have a good reason, i promise!"

"oh no..."

"oh yes!"

and then he has no choice really...he leaves his bags by the door, follows her inside and settles on the settee, waiting for this explanation, trying to maintain a poker face (which does freak her out a little bit more and makes her ramble before she can launch into a proper explanation.)

"so i found sir meatball—and i didn't name him, it was on his collar—abandoned. i called the number too and talked to the most vile man ever," her face twists into an expression of disgust and he tries to hide a smile. "the man, ugh, the man said, and i quote 'you can keep him for all i care, my son don't want a useless, fat, old dog anymore.' can you imagine?! he's not useless! he's a sweetheart!"

he tries not to show it on his face, but his heart melts then. "and bruce?"

"he's a rescue, from a dog fighting ring—"

"why were you at a dog fighting ring?!"

"i wasn't!" she protests, "someone at work told me about him, they rescued him and couldn't keep him and he needed a loving home and i couldn't let him go back to the shelters! they would have put him down for being 'too aggressive'. he's not, he's a sweetheart too, i prom—"

"darling, breathe..." he moves to sit next to her, places a hand on her knee in an effort to calm her down. "i—"

"you won't make me send them to other families, will you?"

her eyes are huge, shiny too like she's three seconds away from bursting into tears and oh if he were even capable of saying no to her in the first place, that one expression...that would have got him.

"i won't," he sighs, "of course not, baby, i'd never do that."

"i love you, i love you, i love you," she hugs him tightly, mumbling i love yous and thank yous until he laughs and hugs her back. the she pulls away and bites her lip. "there's lila too...she's a little shy..."

"oh god, have you adopted an actual child?"

"no!" she giggles, "lila is a golden retriever, she's very old but she's so shy. she's loves our first two dogs though. they're probably in the backyard. do you want to meet them?"

he sighs deeply, closes his eyes for a long minute. "do i have a choice?"

she doesn't answer...she just grabs his hands and pulls him off the settee. and without asking any more questions, he simply follows.

#hozier #hozier x reader #andrew hozier byrne #andrew hozier byrne x reader #requests #hozier fluff #writblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr

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vavandeveresfan · 2 days

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How I feel when I finish writing a chapter.

How I feel when I finish the entire first draft.

#writblr #writers on tumblr #writing community #writers of tumblr #writers on ao3 #writing #WIP #writer #writers #am writing #writerscommunity #writing meme #writing memes #queue

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ratracewriting · 3 days

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I rise from the grave: Writeblr Intro

Hello everyone! And a special double hello to everyone I connected with about a month ago before falling into a finals-induced-brain-death. I have since reanimated with only minor changes (you can hardly notice something is off) but even still, I figure a new introduction is in order.

My name is Sal (they/she), I'm a 21-year-old college student vibing in the Bible Belt of America. I'm studying English and my current career aspiration is to work in non-profit literacy services (and maybe get a master's degree at some point, but who knows!) I started taking my writing seriously about a year ago and I still know nothing. But who does anyways? I desperately want to write a novel, but right now what I'm actually writing are short stories in the speculative-realm. I tend to gravitate towards themes of family trauma, divinity, queerness, end times, femme-angst, and getting your ass beat.

I like reading a whole lotta genres; weird fiction, fantasy, horror, sci-fantasy, classic lit, and more. Some of my favorite works are The Locked Tomb, Slaughterhouse-Five, The Murderbot Diaries, Our Wives Under the Sea, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, and Disco Elysium. Richard Siken is my favorite poet.

now for WIPs! .... ....

Well, at some point, I want to tell y'all about my WIPs. Though I struggle to even call them that. It's more like I have 4 big ideas that have been plaguing me for months to years. I think about them, too often, but I have written basically nothing on them. The common denominator between them all is that there is some BLOCK keeping me from actually developing them. I'm self aware enough that I must power through them if I want to actually write a novel (I do, terribly so), but I don't have enough force of will to... actually do the thing. I'm working on it.

Anyways, thank you if you've stuck with this rambling mess so far! Feel free to dm me, tag me in challenges, or whatever!

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writing-with-sophia · 11 hours

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Fantasy names for characters

Eldrinth: this name carries an air of mystery and magic.

Seraphina: grace and celestial beauty.

Dravenor: strength and darkness.

Lythandra: enchantment and elegance.

Aravon: heroic and noble.

Morgana: mysticism and intrigue.

Zephyrion: connection to the wind and nature.

Valeria: strength and resilience.

Eldric: wisdom and power.

Selene: associated with the moon and its mysteries.

Orion: the stars and the night sky. This is also the name of a famous hunter in Greek mythology.

Aveline: an elegant and refined quality.

Magnus: power and authority.

Elowen: connection to nature and the mystical.

Soren: mysterious and enigmatic nature.

Lumiara: light and radiance.

Asher: resilience and determination.

Morwen: mysterious and enchanting quality.

Evander: noble and heroic nature.

Elara: grace and elegance.

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dilhhindustani · 1 day

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i live for my 2am self. she's so excited for no fuckin reason bless her

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risafeywritesdrarry · 2 days

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Oof!

#writing #writing memes #writers #writers on tumblr #writing humor #meme #memes #writers life #writers and poets #author #authors of tumblr #writerscommunity #writblr #ao3 #ao3 writer #writers of ao3 #Actually it does make me happy but I still get it

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akwardsilince · 3 days

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Person A: "In a different world, we could've been great friends."

Person B: "..."

Person B: "You think so (ˊᵒ̴̶̷̤ ꇴ ᵒ̴̶̷̤ˋ) 👉👈????"

#writing #writerblr #writeblr #writer on tumblr #writblr #writer things #conversation #dialogue prompt #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writers #writers of tumblr #dialogue inspiration

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your-writing-motivation · 3 days

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the writers block goes hard 😍 (send help)

#writing blog #creative writing #writers #writerslife #young writer #writblr #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #am writing #writing humor #writers block #writing advice #writeblr #writers and poets #female writers

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herpenwrites · 3 days

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HEY… Always Remember THIS❤️

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