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Get ready to launch into a universe of inspiration because Stellar July is here!

This month-long challenge is all about space, stories, and creativity, with a prompt a day inspired by planets, stars, and cosmic wonders. Whether you're drawn to the fiery passion of Mars, the mystery of black holes, or the quiet ache of distant orbits, this event is your chance to explore love, drama, and discovery among the stars. Writers of all fandoms and genres are welcome! Let’s shoot for the stars!

July 1: Sun – Gravity of love – Everything revolves around you. July 2: Mercury – Secrets in motion – Quick words, quicker glances, and something unspoken. July 3: Venus – Unspoken desire – They orbit each other, never quite touching. July 4: Earth – Home is you – In the middle of chaos, they are each other’s ground. July 5: Moon – Silent longing – They only come alive in each other’s light. July 6: Mars – War and passion – Their love burns like conflict, fierce and consuming. July 7: Jupiter – Power and protection – One shields the other from a threat they never saw coming. July 8: Saturn – Time and memory – They meet again later, unchanged. July 9: Uranus – Rebellion and change – Together, they break every rule they once followed. July 10: Neptune – Dreams and illusions – Reality shifts. But was it real? July 11: Pluto – Distance and devotion – They never forget. July 12: Asteroid Belt – Fragmented stories – Only pieces of what once was. July 13: Comet – A fleeting return – They blaze back into each other's life. Brief, bright, unforgettable. July 14: Black Hole – Obsession – Their pull is impossible to escape. July 15: Nebula – Creation from destruction – Something beautiful blooms from the wreckage. July 16: Wormhole – Second chances – They fall through time and find each other again. July 17: Event Horizon – The point of no return – Made a choice. Now live with it. July 18: Dark Matter – The unseen bond – It’s there even if no one else can feel it. July 19: Pulsar – Heartbeat of the cosmos – Even in the dark, they pulse toward each other. July 20: Quasar – Brightest in the dark – Shine through the void. July 21: Orbit – Can’t stay away – They keep coming back, no matter the distance. July 22: Eclipse – Hidden truths – Something important is being shadowed… on purpose. July 23: Solar Flare – Sudden confession – It comes out all at once: heat, truth, and raw feeling. July 24: Meteor Shower – Wishes unspoken – They never said it but the sky knows. July 25: Tidal Lock – Always facing you – They were never able to look away. July 26: Starlight – Hope in the dark – Even in chaos, one look steadies them. July 27: Retrograde – Everything goes wrong – A miscommunication sets everything spinning. July 28: Binary Stars – Equal pull – They shine brightest only when together. July 29: Galactic Drift – Growing apart – They’re not sure when the distance began. July 30: Cosmic Dust – What remains – The love is gone, but particles still linger. July 31: Aurora – Big reveal – Something long hidden finally comes to the surface.

TW: gore-ish? (In writing I mean)

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What is more generous than a window?

It holds the sunset like a sacred painting, then gives it back to the sky.

It frames the weather—a silent, moving portrait— and asks no opinion on the art.

It lends its shoulder to the rain for weeping, and to the sunlight for its golden nap.

It listens to the wind rehearse its old stories, lets shadows pass without question, and cradles the night until dawn knocks gently.

A window never keeps what it has seen.

Writing is a lonely craft. It’s you, your keyboard (or notebook if you're fancy 🖊️📓), and the whirlwind of ideas in your head. But writing fanfiction? That’s a different kind of magic. That’s stepping into a shared universe, playing with beloved characters, and knowing that, out there, someone is just as obsessed as you with the same dynamics, the same what-ifs, the same need to fix that one scene that haunts you at night. 👀✨

Fanfiction is never written in isolation. Even if you’re typing away at 3 AM, half-delirious, fueled by caffeine and questionable life choices, you know that someone will read it. Someone will comment (although people are becoming more and more stingy and it is something that we MUST solve as a community). Someone will scream in the tags. Someone will send you an ask saying, “HOW DARE YOU HURT ME LIKE THIS” (which, let’s be honest, is the highest form of writerly praise 😌💅).

But original fiction? That’s a whole different beast. You’re still creating worlds, shaping characters, bleeding onto the page… but there’s no built-in audience waiting. No immediate feedback loop. It’s just you, hoping that one day, someone will care about your world as much as you do. And that loneliness? That silence? Sometimes, it’s suffocating.

I’m not saying one is better than the other—both are acts of love. But writing fanfiction feels like sitting around a campfire, sharing stories with friends who nod, gasp, and laugh at all the right moments 🔥👥 .Meanwhile, writing original fiction sometimes feels like shouting into the void, waiting for an echo that may never come.

And yet… we write. Because stories demand to be told. Because whether it’s in a shared universe or one of our own making, we crave connection 💜

So, to all the writers out there—whether you’re posting fics at breakneck speed or painstakingly crafting an original novel—I see you. I hear you. And I hope you find the audience that makes you feel a little less alone, even if it's just a good friend who years later asks you why you didn't finish that story.

Love resolutions:

Do not believe love has limits

I have come to see I am not scared of love, but I’m scared of the darkness that comes from the loss of love

The uncertainties of life will not leave, but I have already lived a life where I shut the door on love. I will take the door apart

No more unsaid I love yous

I promise to live in love no matter how short or long it might be

I will stop asking myself how can I become someone who’s worth loving?

I will not be ashamed when I ask for love

Love is light and I will spend my life moving closer to it