Hello everyone, my name's Alina (Twenties, female), and if I'm not studying I'm likely on here (or writing, lol). I've had this account for a while now, I use it for posting my stuff as well as the lovely writings of others.
I now have an Ao3 page too! As of writing, I'm fairly new, and I'll be gradually uploading my works onto there as well :D
And here's what can be found on my blog:
- My writing (see below)
- Other people's writing
- Writeblr things I think are neat
- Eurovision posts (lol)
Just a side note for visitors (this should be common sense, but eh), please don't send me asks/messages relating to the following things.
1. Discourse of any kind (such as political and/or humanitarian issues)
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✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
💘Is there any posted fic you want to rework/re-edit/re-write?
💫what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?
🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?
🦋what are you most insecure about when you post a fic?
🌻what makes you want to give up on writing? what makes you keep going?
🌿how does creating make you feel?
🍉in what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?
🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing
🎈describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change?
🎉how often do you celebrate completing & posting a work? how often do you give yourself the credit/validation that you seek from others when you post? (if you don't, you should!)
💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?
🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"?
🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you?
💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.
🍭why did you start writing?
💎why is writing important to you?
📡why is writing and sharing your writing important for fandom?
🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?
🎙️which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of?
🤲what do YOU get out of writing?
💋when you leave comments on a fic, do you want to hear back from the writer?
☯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?
🧿what steps do you take to not take things personally if a fic doesn't do well, or if your writing/posting/sharing experience isn't going how you'd like it to?
💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!
Why artists and writers reblog their work multiple times:
They posted it late at night and want people to see it in the daytime
They want others to reblog it
They want more attention for it
THEY WANT OTHERS TO REBLOG IT
They have followers in different timezones and want everyone to get a chance to see it
THEY WANT OTHERS TO REBLOG IT
IF THEY REBLOG IT MULTIPLE TIMES, THEY’RE DOING IT BECAUSE THEY WANT ATTENTION FOR IT AND THEY’RE LIKELY NOT GETTING ENOUGH, SO THEY KEEP REBLOGGING IT IN THE HOPES THEY’LL GET SOME
i hate how some people in the dating scene treat aspecs like these.. challenges to be conquered. "oh you're ace but like, you're one of the ones that still has sex right? one of the cool ones??" genuinely go fuck yourself. i wish just "nonsexual" was a common identity label instead sometimes because at this point it's like i have to fill in dots for my specific brand of ace, which is okay but like!! i don't want to fuck you. i'm never going to want to fuck you. not if you're nice to me, not if i love you, not for anything in the world. i want friends, and i want to hold hands, and sometimes i want hugs or maybe a headpat. a "lover" to me would just be a best friend that prefers those small intimacies. i'll still let you take me to dinner because free food is free food but if i see a little square come out of your wallet and it's NOT a parmesan cheese packet then i can and will throw you into New River Gorge
for this week's @flashfictionfridayofficial prompt!
word count: 789
for context, this is all the way back when this pair of characters first met, at 7/8 years old (they're now 303/304 as of A Healing for the Birds, lmao!)
ao3 link
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Rooks and ravens weren’t known to mix.
Should they do, as they did on this fateful day, their flight paths may cross but never pass, bound for disparate destinations.
Upon the next sunrise, a raven perched on a branch overlooking a hole into the undergrowth. Gnarly roots masked the entrance to the local crow court, the rumoured home of the jackdaws’ Duke.
He watched as all manner of crows emerged from the hole. Rooks, jackdaws, magpies, a handful of hooded crows for good measure. Some cawed at him, others flying out without a word.
Another rook landed at the top of the gap, shifting into the maroon-haired girl he saw yesterday.
“Who are you?” She asked, just as he went into human form and fell backwards, raising his head to see her.
“Hello!” The branch cracked, and fell, sending him to the ground with an “oof!”.
He heard her laughter as he stood up and rubbed the dirt off his legs, offering a dusty hand to her. “I’m Petrius.”
“Oh, you’re the raven I saw yesterday!” She blinked in surprise, beaming. “You may call me Claudia. Do you have time?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” He shrugged. Most days he would be under one of his brothers’ wings, off hunting with the wolves or making fabrics out of deerskin. Other times had them stealing other birds’ eggs, despite their parents’ orders not to do it for fear of the victim being a swan or one of those crows.
“Come along, then.” Claudia smiled, going into bird form as he did the same.
The pair flew over a litany of conifers. Mist from the morning faded upwards, settling as clouds blotting out the sky’s hues.
He wondered where they were going, as a ruin came into view. It lacked two of its four walls, the remainder forming a corner with a single slit window, an arch and a decent chunk of its middle floor hanging on.
A small stream flowed in front of it.
Claudia landed and shifted first, drifting her hand over the archway. “This is my little alcove, I come here if I think it might rain.”
“So you think it’s going to?” Petrius sat upon the grass, looking up at the sky and thinking it would be fine. The grass held no such droplets either.
“I don’t think so.” She sat down near him. “It’s just a nice spot.”
“Then don’t jinx it!” Laughter followed from the both of them, hers fading first, akin to a rook’s caws.
“So what do ravens do?” He watched her trace her fingers into the water. Fish hopped and bounced upwards, one bouncing near enough she pulled her hand anyway.
“Uh, we hunt I guess. Wander the woods, hope not to find any bad eyes.”
“Bad eyes? What’s that about?”
“No one’s ever told you?” He tilted his head a slight, Claudia doing the same. She drooped the other way, and he followed, before telling her the story as his brothers told him.
“Oh, how interesting, my dad never tells me such stories. He always speaks in lessons.”
“Would you like another one?” Petrius gave her a pearly white smile, as he reached his hand into the water and splashed it at her, a fish flopping onto the ground along the way.
She gasped for all the birds to hear, her arms raised out from her cloak, drenched with her hair. “I had my quills in here!”
Petrius descended into laughter, broken for a moment when he got soaked too.
Favours got exchanged and returned upon the stream, the pair splashing their afternoon away.
“Hah, you missed!” He stuck his tongue out, going into raven form as to avoid another splash.
She kicked more water at him, and sat upon the grass to squeeze her hair out.
He shuddered at the clothes stuck to him. Drenched, soggy, the cold water weighing him down. Almost like the rain in a way.
“How do we get back?” He asked, watching a mischievous grin appear on her face, tutting him.
“Like this.” She turned into a rook and shook water everywhere, spreading her wings out.
When she didn’t revert just yet, he did the same, his feathers all the more lighter for it.
The flight back to the crow court’s entrance went without remark. His heart spiked in dread and relief when they landed, though he went into human form to find he was still drenched.
“Will I get to see you again?” Petrius asked, wondering if it was a silly question.
A jackdaw’s caw cut him from his thoughts.
Claudia glanced up at it too, her face alighted in alarm as she looked back to him and shrugged as if nothing happened. “See you later.”
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Tagging the General taglist for this: (ask/comment/reblog, etc if you'd like to be added or subtracted): @mr-orion @the-ellia-west @thereadingfoz @glassstardust22124 @honeybewrites @ashirisu @drowsy-quill @seastarblue @gioia-writes-and-others @rae-butter @corinneglass @rainbowsnowflake @fourwingedwriter @oddcryptidwrites @ark-inkweaving @bardic-tales @agirlandherquill @wyked-rebellion @oc-writing-corner @kingragnarok-writes @darkluminosity @the-narrator-plague @traderotales @lizardperson
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What themes would you like to write about that you feel don’t get explored very often?
What are some common elements of stories you are tired of seeing? What would you avoid writing about?
What loves do you tend to write about? Agape (unconditional, spiritual love), Eros (romantic, passionate love), Philia (affectionate, platonic love), Philautia (self-love), Storge (familial love), Pragma (enduring love like between long-married couples), Ludus (playful love, infatuation you feel during the “honeymoon period”), and Mania (obsessive love that leads to madness and jealousy)
In your works, is blood thicker than water or is the blood of the covenant thicker than the water of the womb? (Are familial ties or friendship ties more important?)
Would you rather write a happy ending that soothes the soul or a tragic ending that hurts the heart?
What point of view do you tend to write in? Do all of your pieces use the same POV? Do you have strong opinions on the POV used in novels?
Favorite description in your wip? (If asked more than once, respond with a new piece each time)
Favorite dialogue in your wip? (If asked more than once, respond with a new piece each time)
What scene was the hardest to write for you and why?
What scene was the most fun to write for you and why?
Set the scene for us. What are your settings like and do you have any pictures saved that represent them? Do your characters travel and see more than one? What are their names?
What is the fashion like in your wip? Do you have any pictures saved of outfits your characters would wear?
What traits do you share with your original characters or what traits do you wish you shared with them?
If you’ve written more than one story, what traits do your protagonists tend to share?
Why physical quirks do your characters tend to have? Eyebrow raising, picking nails, biting lips, pacing, crossing arms, etc.
What motives do you give your original characters? What drives them? How much tragedy did you subject them to?
Are your protagonists always the “good guys” and your antagonists always the “bad guys” or do you like to do anti-heroes and grey morality?
What writers have inspired you with their use of language? What are some of your favorite quotes?
“For fans of ______!” What works would you say are similar to yours?
If you were published and had complete control over your covers, what would it look like? Do you have any specific artists that you’d like to illustrate it? Do you like when characters are pictured on covers or do you prefer inanimate objects?
How do you come up with titles? Do you use placeholders or tend to change your titles while writing the first draft?
How do you come up with character names? Do the names have a special meaning? If so, what are they?
Do your prefer reading series or standalone novels and does that reflect on how you write?
Do you let your story evolve as you write or do you meticulously plan everything prior to writing the first draft?
Do you start your novels with dialogue or description? Do you end your novels with dialogue or description?
What do you feel like you need to work on as a growing writer? How can you improve?
Do you have playlists for your wip? What are some of the songs in it?
Do you need background noise to write? If so, what do you listen to?
How do you share your writing? Do you use any writing websites and, if so, share your profiles!
What is some of the best writing advice you’ve read or received? Why does it work for you?
Here's an open tag for anyone reading this, plus tags to @forthesanityofstorytellers @winterandwords @nightmaricwriter @darkluminosity @zinabug-writes @askyaphelion and @savvyminnow
The lines I'm passing on are:
something ironic
about the weather
about nature
a line that's your favourite/you're proud of
Below the cut are the lines I've been given!
Where someone lies
Something funny
A Note About the Inevitable
Namon stopped in his tracks, dragging the guards with him. “Excuse me, gentlemen, may I trouble you to let me send a note?”
“You can do that when we’re down there.” One of the guards said. He tugged him forward, stopped by Namon and the other guard standing still.
“What’s the purpose of it?” The other guard asked.
“You wouldn’t deny a man the chance to let his loved ones know he was jailed, would you? I have the note pre-written.”
“Hmm, I suppose if we can see the note then why not?”
About loss
Dancing Around the Dealings
Eshani grazed her slender fingers over her deck, a septet amongst septets. Her focus on the cards, and on him, the pair the focus of her fellows who watched and whispered in wait.
“I believe I have my pick.” The two of them whipped out their cards, hers a decadent painting of a snake dangling a crow, his a dashing portrait of the Bloodcarver and two ravens.
“Eyy, one more to go⁓” Namon winked, sliding her card back along with his own. One loss down and now another… Blush flooded her cheeks at the thought of a third.
“Someone’s getting excited…” She leaned back, keeping her cards close. “I hope you like the taste of failure.”
Namon looked to her wide-eyed, choking on his drink and banging twice on his chest. “I can’t say I’ll be complaining.”
Featuring an insult
Under Death’s Duvet
Nepheret sputtered on his own blood.
Twenty-four candidates. The number he ploughed through to get to this point, and no longer.
He lost not to High Councillor Emar, but to her Bloodcarver. A dirty, bloody trick, a sleight to purchase time.
Obligations to Obfuscation
He breathed a long, heavy sigh. “What happened to her is a tragic accident, gods know I’m going to find her. Trust me in the process, won’t you?”
“That’s my sister you’re talking about, please tell me you will—“ Sharigan gasped, her jaw dropping as she took a step back agape. Her eyes brimmed with tears, her throat ebbing and sinking.
Dread pierced her heart. She shook her head. “Wait, you disappeared the same day Charimone did, does that— Desemir Yvenaire-Eschredaine, do you mean to tell me you’ve been spending Solstice in the Court of Morilast all this time?”
He took a step forward, as she took two back. “Sharigan, you know not to speak that court’s name aloud—“
“I don’t care. Screw superstition in the face of you. Just tell me— Were the connections worth it?” She turned around, tears flowing down her cheeks.
making a random tag game out of this because why not..
rules: list some reasons why your OC should be cancelled <3
(sources are of course optional, i just never miss an opportunity to shill my writing lol)
Dr. Helena Voloshin
mad scientist, professional war criminal, and very good at her job
although, on that topic: "'War crimes'. That's a rather old-fashioned concept, isn't it? Dare I even say, obsolete. It certainly isn't a legal framework recognized within the Empire."
also from the same discussion: "The age of idealism is over; it has been for some time. For a scientist, having morals simply isn't sustainable anymore."
sadistic dom who is not too big on consent in general
had the significantly younger woman she had kind of a crush on transferred to her team and then dosed her with an aphrodisiac. don't worry, she was into it.
drugged same woman so many times for sex reasons. and to train her out of bad habits. and out of jealousy.
and hypnotized her to pretend to vivisect her. also as a sex thing tbh.
and locked her in with a tentacle plant monster. for science. also as a sex thing.
considers same woman to be her most prized possession btw
people who double-cross her or annoy her too much tend to have suspicious accidents
and maybe lets not talk about the poor naive (now ex-)virgin intern... this place really needs an HR department
so much dubious unethical science right from the start of her career
also she's just really not a nice person overall lmao
[art by @/cigaradd and @/kmpshitposter]
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I just saw an anon come into a gif-maker’s ask box and start with the phrase: “I’m trying not to spam your inbox with reblogs, but” and then go on to say how much they love the gifs.
But I’m still stuck on that opening phrase because…what? I am so confused by how people view interactions on tumblr & AO3 these days. Let me make it very clear for anyone who is unsure:
CREATORS WANT YOU TO INTERACT WITH THEIR WORK.
The limit does not exist on how many of their works you can interact with in a certain period.
If you like every fic they’ve ever written? Then feel free to give them all kudos and even leave a comment on every single one if you feel inclined! If you’re going through someone’s blog and you vibe with every post, like/reblog to your heart’s content!
As long as you’re not expecting something back from them or adding a ton of irrelevant comments, it’s not spam! It’s what this is all about!! I’m not even much of a creator and I still feel a huge sense of pride when I see a ton of notifications in a row from a person, as it clearly shows they thought my blog was worth spending time on.
And if for some reason a creator is annoyed by this (unlikely), they can manage their own experience (turn off notifs, not look at their notes, delete the fic, etc) -- so don’t deprive the majority of creators because of some imagined annoyed person. Fandom is a collaborative effort and we all must participate!
Eshani's the type that makes herself out to be the darling sweetheart, but really she exchanges people's secrets as currency and impersonates people for her benefit. And that's not even mentioning the time she burnt someone's forearm just to rope them into leading her to the Chalice 👀
Namon charms, negotiates and sometimes blackmails people into doing his dirty work. And that's while distracting people by flirting with Eshani 👀🤣
He might not be evil, but he's suspicious. Very suspicious.
As for Claudia, it started with the time she got revenge for her sister's death. Now it's a case of asking what hasn't she done? Espionage, murder, earning the crows' loyalty, manipulating basically everyone's affairs, making blood wine from her enemies, holding a child hostage for the Chalice (and otherwise plotting to mould said child into her pawn). At least her cloak of dead crow feathers is in memory of them 💁♀️😍 (no, seriously, she's evil and I love her for it)
Chaos is evil yeah, but he was sorta manipulated into it. He thinks he's helping and doing humanity a favor by trying to bring about their extinction.
Eris is a hundred percent evil. She does it for the love of the game. And money. Sells monster parts, sells human mimicking robots, sells fighter robots. She does what she wants and doesn't care who it hurts.
Envoy is so convoluted but I can sum it up in: hurt people hurt people
Riot is evil at first, following Eris' mentality as her creation, but later realizes she doesn't necessarily have to be evil
Isabell is also a case of hurt people hurt people. She believes she's helping better the world by helping Chaos.
The Desecrator is just straight up evil yeah. He really is in it for the love of the game.
𓍼 The thing about lying for long enough is you forget which parts are true. He's been this person for six years. He knows their sister's name and the way they look when they're almost asleep. He doesn't know, anymore, whether the man who loves them is real or just the most successful performance he's ever given.
𓍼 "You know, don't you," she said. Not a question. He'd been wondering when she'd notice. "Yes," he said. She nodded slowly, like she was rearranging something inside. "How long?" "A while." "And you stayed." "And I stayed." She looked at him for a long time. "Why?" He thought about all the complicated true answers. "Because it didn't matter," he said. "It didn't matter compared to everything else."
𓍼 She'd built this life brick by brick. New name, new city, new everything. Spent years learning to breathe without looking over her shoulder. And then he walked into the coffee shop and looked right at her and said her real name, the old one, the buried one, and every brick came loose at once.
𓍼 He knows three things about himself that nobody in this room knows. He goes to parties. He shakes hands. He answers to a name. He is very good at this and it has never once stopped being exhausting.
𓍼 "Tell me something true," she said. He looked at her across the table. He wanted to. He wanted to so badly he could feel it like pressure behind his sternum. He smiled instead. "I like this restaurant," he said. She looked at him like she knew. She looked at him like she'd always known. He thinks maybe she had.
𓍼 She practices in mirrors. Has done for years. The name, the history, the easy way of saying it like it's always been hers. She's perfect at it. She's been perfect at it for so long that some mornings she looks at her own reflection and for a half second doesn't recognize the woman looking back. She's starting to think that's not the life she was supposed to be living. She doesn't know how to find the other one.
𓍼 "You could've told me," he said. "I know," she said. "Why didn't you?" She thought about it. Really thought about it. "Because you looked at me like I was good," she said finally, "and I didn't want to be the one to change that."
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I've gotten 2 asks, 1 comment, 2 reblogs (3 now lol), and 2 likes totaling 320 words! I kept going and added 442, but I'm still looking for motivation. Keep it going if you're feeling up to it!
wait ok this is actually one that has caused some contention before when I've talked to people about it. reblog and tag whether or not you check the weather prediction every day before going out
