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mcatnip -

how do people name things??? i have a bunch of placeholder names for my characters/species/world but i can't keep calling the planet That Round Bitch forever


babushka -

can i reblog this to both my writing blogs because mood.


thedarklordgivenofucks -

I have a few sites bookmarked for this actually

  • Behind the Name is a good place to look for names, you can filter by all kinds of things when you search, and there's a counterpart for surnames too, it's like the only "baby name" site I trust
  • Fantasy Name Generators has like, everything you could ever think of for a fantasy/scifi story - character names, place names, even pop culture stuff like star trek

juqiter-blue-writes -

99% of all of my writing, with how many characters i have, is just

"OH CRAP I FORGOT ABOUT THAT GUY"


Blinded - RefugeeofTumblr - Artemis Fowl - Eoin Colfer [Archive of Our Own]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Artemis' encounter with Spiro at age 13 did not go well. Captured, alone, and imprisoned, the former teenage genius is suddenly given hope when someone from his past re-enters his life in an unexpected way. The scars - mental and physical - that his time in Spiro's grip have left on him still remain, however, and Artemis must come to terms with what has happened or be lost to the past...


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bluvoid asked:

Hello there, I'm having some site performace issues? The dropdowns on the top bar are not working for me anymore, and I can't find the buttons to repour or like posts anymore. I don't know for sure if this is a glitch, or if PrivacyBadger messed up, but I figured I might let you know real quick. I've done some troubleshooting and I'm pretty sure it isn't PB, but if you guys can help or anything it would be highly appreciated.

staff -

This seems to be a weird issue that crops up for a tiny fraction of users every now and then. Best recommendation I can give since I still don't know the cause is to disable any adblockers on the site (we don't have any ads) and make sure Privacy Badger isn't blocking anything with a subdomain of cdn or cdnjs. Also, try Ctrl-F5ing to clear the cache for the site.


bluwrites -

Thank you for the help - I reset my PB settings to only block cookies, then it worked just fine.


Been doing a lot of writing lately on different projects. Hopefully I can post some too, or at least teasers.


Wing reference and size calculator.


I'm a writin' a thing! Hopefully it'll be ready for a final polish and then I can put it up.


abbyarchive-deactivated-2020FebSat-200201050224-631 -

one thing i relearnt abt myself is how much i love old books

not bc of whats in them but like. the feel of them, the covers, the pages, like they feel so Nice. a lot of my modern books dont have that same feel to them tbh


abbyarchive-deactivated-2020FebSat-200201050224-631 -

i cant bear to get rid of any of these ones tbh? like at best i can maybe part with 10% but thats just bc theyre rly not up my alley (cough books abt the queen and stamps)


30 LGBT Book Recs

aurenfaie -

I think I will work on bringing my posts from my Pillowfort gay book Tumblr onto this site! This post is my "30 books for 30 days of Pride" list that I made in June 2018. Most of these are MLM because that's what I tend to read, as a gay man. The “includes” notes refer only to POV/main characters. (Books that are not labelled “romance” include romantic relationships but aren’t necessarily romance-centric/romance genre.)

I've updated the list to include sequels that were not published in June 2018.

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  1. The Turner Series by Cat Sebastian, which includes The Soldier’s Scoundrel, The Lawrence Browne Affair, and The Ruin of a Rake; historical, M/M romances; includes: disabled characters

  2. Sins of the Cities by K.J. Charles, which includes An Unseen Attraction, An Unnatural Vice, and An Unsuitable Heir; historical mysteries, M/M and M/NB; includes: disabled characters, non-binary character, character of color

  3. The Master of Seacliff by Max Pierce; historical, gothic, paranormal, M/M romance

  4. The Doctor’s Discretion by E.E. Ottoman; historical, M/M romance; includes: disabled, trans character, character of color

  5. Bonds of Earth by G.N. Chevalier; historical, M/M romance; includes: disabled character

  6. Walking on Water by Matthew J. Metzger; fantasy/fairy tale, historical, M/M romance; includes: trans character

  7. Spirits by Jordan L. Hawk, which includes Restless Spirits, Dangerous Spirits, and Guardian Spirits; historical, paranormal, M/M; includes: character of color

  8. Bitter Springs by Laura Stone; historical, Western, M/M romance; includes: characters of color

  9. Dragon Magic by Megan Derr; high fantasy, M/M/M/M; includes: trans character of color, characters of color, polyamorous relationship

  10. The Henchmen of Zenda by K.J. Charles; historical. M/M; includes: an open relationship

  11. The Storm Lords by Ravon Silvius; fantasy, M/M romance; includes: disabled character

  12. The Nightrunner Series by Lynn Flewelling, which includes Luck in the Shadows, Stalking Darkness, Traitor’s Moon, Shadows Return, The White Road, Casket of Souls, Shards of Time, and Glimpses (a short story anthology); high fantasy, M/M

  13. The Fire’s Stone by Tanya Huff; high fantasy, M/M; includes: characters of color, aro/ace representation

  14. Tales of the High Court by Megan Derr, which includes The High King’s Golden Tongue, The Pirate of Fathoms Deep, The Heart of the Lost Star, and The Mercenaries of the Stolen Moon (I've read the first three so far; the fourth one is M/M/F with a trans character and a demisexual character); high fantasy, M/M romances; includes: characters of color, trans character

  15. The Rifter Series by Ginn Hale, which includes The Shattered Gates, Servants of the Crossed Arrows, Black Blades, Witches’ Blood, The Holy Road, Broken Fortress, Enemies & Shadows, The Silent City, The Iron Temple, and His Holy Bones; high fantasy, M/M

  16. Prosperity (+ a bunch of short stories that I have yet to read) by Alexis Hall; steampunk, MLM; includes: character of color, non-binary character

  17. Peter Darling by Austin Chant; fantasy, M/M romance; includes: trans character

  18. Society of Gentlemen by K.J. Charles, including The Ruin of Gabriel Ashleigh (a short story), A Fashionable Indulgence, A Seditious Affair, and A Gentleman’s Position; historical, M/M romances

  19. Seidman by James Erich; historical, fantasy, M/M romance

  20. Wolfsong, Ravensong by T.J. Klune; paranormal, M/M

  21. Brute by Kim Fielding; fantasy, M/M romance; includes: disabled characters

  22. Dalí by E.M. Hamill; science fiction, M/GF; includes: genderfluid character

  23. Malachite by Kirby Crow; fantasy, M/M/M; includes: a polyamorous relationship

  24. Criminal Intentions by Cole McCade, including Criminal Intentions: The Cardigans, Criminal Intentions: Junk Shop Blues, Criminal Intentions: The Man with the Glass Eye, Criminal Intentions: Changing Faces, Criminal Intentions: It's Witchcraft, Criminal Intentions: Where There's Smoke, Criminal Intentions: Crescendo, Criminal Intentions: Collateral Damage, Criminal Intentions: A Single Bright Candle's Flame, Criminal Intentions: Backdraft, Criminal Intentions: Cult of Personality, Criminal Intentions: The Hatter's Game, Part I, and Criminal Intentions: The Hatter's Game, Part II (I've only read the first one); mystery, M/M; includes: characters of color, asexual/demisexual character

  25. Caroline’s Heart by Austin Chant; fantasy, M/F romance; includes: trans characters

  26. Whyborne & Griffin by Jordan L. Hawk, which includes Widdershins, Threshold, Stormhaven, Necropolis, Bloodline, Hoarfrost, Maelstrom, Fallow, Draakenwood, and Balefire; historical, paranormal, M/M romance

  27. Spectred Isle by K.J. Charles; historical, paranormal, M/M romance

  28. Seducing the Sedgwicks by Cat Sebastian, including It Takes Two to Tumble and A Gentleman Never Keeps Score; historical, M/M romance; includes: disabled characters, a character of color

  29. Flesh and Bone by Joel Abernathy, which includes Exhale, Bleed, and Shift (I’ve only read Exhale); paranormal, M/M romance; includes: a disabled character of color

  30. SPECTR Series by Jordan L. Hawk, which includes Hunter of Demons, Master of Ghouls, Reaper of Souls, Eater of Lives, Destroyer of Worlds, Summoner of Storms, Mocker of Ravens, Dancer of Death, Drinker of Blood, Breaker of Chains, Shaker of Earth, and Stalker of Shadows; paranormal, M/M/M (sorta); includes: a polyamorous relationship


Selkie Walks into a Night Bar

wrenbreakstheinternet -

It was a star-kissed Friday night and the air reeked of sweat and the sound of laughter. The dance floor of the piano bar crawled with fancy loafers and high heels, their polished underbellies snapping against the hardwood. The evening dripped with unrestrained exultation, and in the center of it all, a young musician was hard at work.

She sat at the maw of a glossy grand piano, her gloved fingers skipping effortlessly over its ivory teeth. A faint sheen of perspiration drew a halo around her hairline, but she diligently ignored it, along with the bittersweet ache in her knuckles. She loved these nights; the bar was alive and lit up like a carnival, pouring glazed light and drunken laughter like gas from a ruptured balloon. Occasionally, the pianist glanced up to enjoy the ambience of the bar, taking in the joyful atmosphere for a moment before focusing once again on her dancing hands.

With one of these glances, her eyes swept over the silk and suede costumes of the dancers, skipped over the fluid motions of a nearby frolicking couple, and caught on a pair of eyes.

They were beautiful eyes, beautiful in an ancient way, like mountains and Greek statues were beautiful. Staring into those eyes was like staring into space, or the deepest parts of the ocean, and when the cheerful crowd tore those eyes away from her, her fingers almost slipped on the keys, twanging an awkward note before righting themselves again.

She took more and more glances after that, risking another trip-up on the piano to crane her neck over the masses. She felt as though she had just witnessed an indescribable secret, like a faerie ring or a four leaf clover. The pianist considered herself to be a deeply curious young woman, and she wanted to see those eyes again, if only to at least confirm that she had seen them at all.

Her wish was granted when she took a break from the music to reach for the pail of song requests sitting on the lid of her piano. The young man had migrated to the bar, and seemed to be waiting for her to catch sight of him. It wasn’t hard. He seemed very out of place there, preferring a thick sweater and jeans to the glitz and glamour of the other patrons. From far away, he couldn’t be older than twenty, but as he got closer, his face was revealed to be as beautifully ancient as his eyes. When he sat down next to her on the piano bench, the pianist smelled salt and fresh rainwater on his breath.

“I’d like to make a request,” He said, his voice soft and crackly. It was exactly the kind of thing she had hoped he wouldn’t say, because while she felt pleased to know that her glimpse of the man’s dazzling eyes wasn’t a hallucination brought on by the stress of the job, she couldn’t just skip by all the songs in her pail for a handsome young stranger.

“I’m afraid I already have several songs planned,” She said apologetically, shaking the tin pail to show off the rustling slips of paper inside.

“It’s not that kind of request,” The man said, his face as unreadable as an empty book. He inhaled deeply through his nose as if bracing himself for a tidal wave. “Miss Coraline Jacobsen, my name is Po Anson, and I’ve come to request your hand in marriage.”

Coraline Jacobsen, for that was her name, had received some strange requests in her short career as a musician. Three rounds of Bohemian Rhapsody, an old German shepherd's tune, a lullaby her mother used to sing, and the X-Files theme song. But this not only took the cake, it drop-kicked it out the window and into space. “Excuse me?”

Po Anson made an attempt at a smile; maybe he thought his good looks would distract her from it, but Coraline could tell that it was forced. “Well, I bet this is sooner than you had hoped, but I just couldn’t contain myself. You see, this moment has always been a-” He stretched his lips painfully wide, obviously hoping it would conceal the fact that he looked like he was having bad cramps. “...fantasy of mine. I even brought a ring. That’s a typical wedding tradition in your culture isn’t it? I hope you are happy with it, for it is my only mission in life to make you happy.”

Coraline didn’t believe that for a second. The young man looked about as happy to be proposing as she was to being proposed to. From his pocket, he produced a plain satin box with a simple diamond ring waiting inside. “It might have to be adjusted; your fingers are a bit slimmer than I remember, but that won’t be a problem.”

They young pianist felt faint, and more than a little indignant. After all, if someone planned to marry her, she would like to know a little ahead of time.

“I think there’s been some sort of mistake,” She spluttered, scooting back on the piano bench.

Po’s eyebrows furrowed. “I know this is sudden, but I figured you’d want it that way. After all, you’re the one who brought me here.”

“I’m very sorry, but I’ve done no such thing,” Coraline replied tartly, leaning as far away from the ring as she could. “And if you put that expensive-looking piece of jewelry any closer, I will smack it out of your hand.”

Po Anson paused and squinted at her, as though he was trying to look through her skull and into her brain. “Do you...have any idea why I’m here?”

“None,” Coraline said. “Have you been following me?”

His eyebrows shot up. “What? No! We’ve only met once.”

“That’s not much better.”

They stared at each other for a moment, and Coraline noticed that some of the patrons were starting to peer at them curiously.

“You have no idea why I’m here,” Po repeated. It was more of a statement than a question. He whistled and glanced around the bar, looking suddenly like he wished to melt back into the crowd. “This is very embarrassing.”

Coraline let out a breath she hadn't realized she’d been holding. Finally, her unwanted suitor had said something that made sense. Po’s face underwent a curious metamorphosis at that moment, experiencing several emotions at once. One moment he looked absolutely mortified, the next he seemed on the verge of laughter.

“I’m… terribly sorry for wasting your time,” He said finally, looking sheepish. “This must have been very alarming for you, if you really don’t know the reason why I’m here. I feel like I owe you an explanation.”

“Well, that’s very kind of you,” The pianist said dryly, causing Po to blush.

“This morning, you were on the bus that goes into town, right? You were wearing a brown leather jacket that was a few sizes too big.”

Coraline blinked. The jacket had belonged to her late father. The second the weather dipped below sixty degrees, she never went anywhere without it. “I thought you said you weren’t following me.”

“I wasn't. I was on the same bus,”Po cleared his throat before continuing, “I was wearing a very similar leather jacket, and I was sitting next to you. It gets really muggy in that tiny car, which I’m guessing is why you did the smart thing and took off your jacket before you got on. I was not that sensible and only took my jacket off after the car started moving. I set it down next to me, right on top of your jacket. So when the train stopped and you went to get your jacket, you took mine instead.”

Coraline’s eyebrows leaped upwards like a tree frog. The jacket had been undoubtedly different to her that day, especially the smell of it. Coraline’s jacket had always smelled like her father and the comforts of home, but today it had smelled more like wet fur. “I still don’t understand. Are you saying you came here to propose in some warped way to get your jacket back? You could have just asked.”

For the first time that night, Po laughed, and it sounded genuine. “Yes, I suppose I’ll have to explain further. Well, let’s start with the obvious, I am a selkie.”

“A selfie?”

Po rolled his eyes, as if he heard this mispronunciation a lot. “A selkie. We’re like mermaids, but we turn into seals instead of fishman hybrids. We’re known to spend most of our time in the ocean.”

Coraline nodded. She supposed stranger things had happened throughout her life in town.

Po knotted his hands in his sweater before continuing. “Well, in a lot of stories, when the selkies walked around in human form, they would carry their seal skins around. They had to keep them close though, because if someone got a hold of that skin-”

“Then they could force the selkie to marry them!” Coraline snapped her fingers. “I remember now! My mother used to tell me this story all the time. A sailor would steal the skin of a selkie and force her to marry him, because she couldn’t go back to the sea until she got it back!” The young pianist’s face suddenly drained, and her eyes swelled to the size of golf balls. “Oh.”

Po raised his eyebrows. “Oh?”

Coraline cleared her throat, looking a little embarrassed. “That jacket... was your skin?”

“Yes.”

“And I stole it?”

“I’m afraid so.”

There was a short pause that seemed to last an infinitely long time. The general hubbub of the bar blurred, sounding muffled and distant to the two individuals sitting on the piano bench.

Coraline sucked on her teeth. “Well. I suppose you’ll be wanting it back then.”

Po Anson blinked. “You’ll just give it back? Just like that?”

“Of course,” She chuckled, amused by his bafflement. “What would I need it for? I already told you I have no interest in marrying you. By the way, would you happen to know what happened to my jacket?”

“Yes, it’s in my car.”

“Then I’ll make you a deal,” Coraline said. “My shift ends in two hours. If you meet me at the bar with my jacket, I’ll be happy to make an exchange. Seems fair?”

“I…” Po’s eyebrows crinkled, and he scratched at the back of his neck. “I suppose it is.”

“Good. Now, shoo. I’ll see you in two hours.” She ushered him off the piano bench and back onto the dance floor. He looked like he had more to say, much more, but in the end, he just turned and disappeared back into the crowd, and presumably to his car.

Coraline’s shift at the piano went smoothly from there. All the requests in her pail were relatively plain, especially compared to the drama of what she had just experienced. The monotony of the music allowed her to go over the whole ordeal bit by bit. By the time two hours had passed, and most of the dancers had left, the only real conclusion she had come to was that this story would make a terrific conversation topic at parties.

She found Po waiting for her when she neared the bar, holding an identical leather jacket to the one she had previously thought was hers. Coraline retrieved said jacket from the closet behind the bar, and as soon as she gave it to Po, his shoulders slumped with relief.

“Thank you,” He whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. “To be honest, I didn’t think you’d really just give it up.”

“Like I said, there’s no reason for me to keep it,” Coraline said as she shrugged on her own jacket, feeling an immediate sense of comfort in the soft fleece and cracked leather. “After all, I already have my own, and I like it very much.”

“There’s really nothing you want? No conditions?”

She thought about it, but not very seriously. “You can get your money back on that engagement ring, as I have no need or want for it. That is my condition.”

Po laughed, having forgotten about the ring until that point. “Oh, this? This is my sister’s. She let me borrow it so that the proposal would look more realistic.”

“She just let you take it?” The pianist paled in surprise. “Wasn’t she worried about losing it?”

The selkie’s smile slipped, and a tinge of sadness fell over his eyes. He burrowed his hands in the soft material of his jacket as he spoke, “Most of us would give up anything for our skins. We’d hand over our possessions, our lands, our bodies…people like you…” He looked to her with a genuine expression of wonder. “Are not very common.”

Coraline’s heart shuddered, and she felt chills run to her toes. It saddened her to know that her people were guilty of harming such beautiful and innocent creatures as Po, creatures who just wanted to return to the sea. She wanted to say something, to apologize on behalf of her fellow man perhaps, but by the time she had even composed half of a useless sentence, Po had turned away, and was heading out the door.

The young man turned to call out. “This is a wonderful establishment! I’ll be sure to come back when I can.”

Coraline laughed and waved to him. From that day forward, she anticipated star-kissed Friday nights with even more excitement than before, because those were the nights that Po visited the piano bar. Sometimes he came alone, sometimes he was accompanied by friends with beautifully ancient eyes and a distinct perfume of ocean air. Every time he approached Coraline, she would teasingly ask him if he had another unusual request, and every time he would smile widely, with his hands tucked into the pockets of his warm leather jacket.


praise-the-lord-im-dead -

The first draft can be ugly, I tell myself. The first draft can be ugly, the first draft can be ugly--

The first draft: *prances out of the box wearing a puce tutu and a barbecue-stained undershirt*

Me, ending all writing for the day: NOT THAT UGLY


praise-the-lord-im-dead -

I' d like to follow this up with the assurance that a first draft is, in fact, allowed to be *that ugly*. Most are.


Can people reblog this so i can find active users

husband -


sparky -

inexhaustive list of Good Feelings

- when your day is Over and you got enough done that you don't have to feel guilty so u just lay down.....n the bed is made and u have the windows open but the curtains r closed and u have a soft blanket underneath u and a book in ur hands n all u can hear is the sound of the wind....

- when it's 8:30 and ur fully dressed w the whole day in front of u and u get a glimpse of that truth that u can't always believe but that is always true which is that it's going to be okay

- when u just brushed ur teeth and ur mouth is clean n cold n all u can taste is mint and your throat burns like a peppermint dragon

- when u remember a snippet of a lyric from a song u hear on the radio and then look it up on youtube and find it and listen to it and feel a wave of contentment n gratitue for the convenience of the internet n the beauty of music

- when u get rid of the wilted flowers/leaves in ur vase n replace them with fresh new ones and ur eyes keep bein drawn to that pop of color n life

- when u remember that ur problems are temporary, ur life is going to change for the better, that there is always hope, n that u are never alone


goat-ish -

If you allow me

- when you take a walk at night, slowly making your way to somewhere or nowhere, just allowing yourself to feel the breeze and there are only silence and calm joy in your mind

- the first moment of rest you get after doing and finally finishing a long and hard task, the only thing remaining is rest and wait

- the cold sensation you get when you lay down on the floor on a hot summer day, either near to a window or under a fan, no longer feeling suffocated by the heat, hearing the calm sound of the air coming in and the cars moving on the street

- the first bite you get after feeling hungry for far too long, and discovering that is quite good

- when someone shows up to hang out and you discover that you were longing for the warm presence of a friend. You are no longer alone and loneliness might come again, but right now you are having a nice time

- that quiet or just straight up chaotic moment in which you rediscover that you don't need to do something alone

- sharing something you like, and interest, a dessert, or even just a joke, and having in good conscience that the other had a nice moment

- when you have to do a task and you can feel the stress and fear building up and, even if it is an everyday task or a big project, there's something about it that makes you feel excited, and that excitement is bigger than the dread so you just take a jump of faith, headfirst into it

- the manic happiness when you stop caring about what others think and let yourself bask in the delight that whatever you are doing is bringing to you right at that moment

- taking out something you were saving for the "right" day, not caring if the day is a simple and mundane one, and deciding that today is the right day to enjoy it, just because you want to

- just letting yourself recognize and take pleasure on the little things because big and special days are made by the details and not because of one grandiose thing that may or may not happen once or twice a year

- learning that you can choose to make a day special instead of waiting for the "right" one

- Actively choosing to make this day special


crossroadsradio -

What do we know … of the world and the universe about us?

H.P. Lovecraft

"Our means of receiving impressions are absurdly few, and our notions of surrounding objects infinitely narrow. We see things only as we are constructed to see them, and can gain no idea of their absolute nature. With five feeble senses we pretend to comprehend the boundlessly complex cosmos, yet other beings with wider, stronger, or different range of senses might not only see very differently the things we see, but might see and study whole worlds of matter, energy, and life which lie close at hand yet can never be detected with the senses we have."


bluwrites asked:

Hey there! Nice to meet a fellow writer! What kind of things do you like to write the most?

- Blu

thedarklordgivenofucks -

I'm mostly into sci-fi/fantasy stuff, and fanfictions XD As far as my original stuff goes I'm really into adding fantasy/sci-fi elements into the real world, like I like to take familiar things and add magic to them, ya know?

As far as like fanfics, it depends on the source material but I usually use fanfiction to experiment with different styles or just to stretch the creative muscles so to speak XD


bluwrites -

I'm definitely a fanfiction writer primarily, but when I do work on something original sci-fi and fantasy really appeal to me too. That's awesome!


thedarklordgivenofucks -

I'm still not accustomed to this site yet and I miss the xKit thing that lets you reblog with one click but other than that I like it, it's got that... small but public discord chat vibe


bluwrites -

I miss that thing too.


bluwrites reblogged nntheo1993

Commissions!

nntheo1993 -

I’m going to be leaving my job at the end of July. I’m not going to have a steady decent income for at least a year and I’m gonna have some fees to pay when I leave this job and give up my house. In order to get some cash together I’m promoting my book The Church On The Hill and offering commissions. Find out more about that on amazon or at my Patreon page.

Usual rates are £10 (GBP) per 1000 words but that is negotiable and if I go over I tend to round down in price.

If you want something quick and simple, just send me a message and donate to my ko-fi account or my paypal! Links are on my about page and please feel free to ask me anything else you want to know! I’m happy to work to specific plots or ideas as well as going out on a limb and working freestyle. It’s a completely bespoke service.

I'm happy to work on original plots and characters as well as fanfiction - anything goes.


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coffee -

anytime words fail you onomatopeoa that shit and just go wild


Introductions!

Heyo all,

it's ya boy Blu! I'm your local trans nonbinary guy who loves writing, reading, and listening to music way more than is probably healthy for me. My main fandoms are the Artemis Fowl series and... the Artemis Fowl series.

Honestly. I'm obsessed.

That aside, I used to be a big Potterhead before I learned how shitty J.K. Rowling is, and I also enjoy Star Wars, Star Trek, BBC Merlin, and many other shows. I'm currently super intrigued by the first book in the Throne of Glass series, so that and the rest of my old fandoms may or may not end up influencing my writing as this blog develops. And yes, just to clarify, this is specifically my writing blog. If you'd like my main, it's bluvoid. See you there if you like, or just see you here. Either is fine!

Enjoy!


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