༝✧𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘.

“So, they tell me we’re celebrating?” he said, shouting to make himself be heard over the low thump of the bass reverberating through the speakers hanging from every corner of the room.

“That’s my little punk talking!” shouted Chinatsu. Her perfect looks were no longer perfect—her eyeliner was smudged, and her face was covered in sweat, and her braid had come undone, so now her long dark hair was sticking to her forehead and cheeks and neck— but the anxiousness was out of her eyes, and her smile was wide and genuine. “Cheers, cheers!”

Ryuu guffawed and tousled Taiga’s hair, and then pointed a finger at Yuki. “Get another drink for Tiny Boss here!”

Kotori clapped and seconded Ryuu.

The rest of the night was more of a blur than a succession of actions. Taiga downed drink after drink, even when Ryuu told him to slow down and Yuki warned him that the next time he slurred a word she would hit him. At some point, Chinatsu dragged him over to the poker table, where a bunch of men and women whose faces Taiga couldn’t exactly discern sat, throwing dollar bills and rings and necklaces and even a pair of shoes to the center of the table. Kotori tried —in lieu of Yuki, who was too busy trying to keep her head straight on her shoulders— to dissuade him, but Chinatsu insisted he had said he was good at poker, and so Taiga sat on the table and played.

“If I lose, I don’t really have anything to pay with,” he whispered in Chinatsu’s ear.

In response, she just barked a laugh and told him not to worry.

Somehow, he won every single round he played, even though, if he has been asked, he wouldn’t be able to remember a single of his plays. To celebrate, Chinatsu invited to a round of shots.

𝐚  𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬  𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐫 .  (  2020 ,  dir.  ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅʀɪᴀ  ᴄ .  )

hello, my dear friends! apollchiles is here! for someone who call herself a writer, sometimes im not the best at words. it’s been a really long time since I created this writeblr and probably even longer time since I have been active here for the last time. I thought I really gave up this time with this blog but nanowrimo is coming and I decided to give myself one more chance. and since I never really introduced myself, I think it’s the best time for that. 

i’m calling myself Alice here but my real polish name is Alicja, I’m 20 years old cat mom from Poland. I finished high school this year and currently I’m living in Warsaw with my friends, having my first full job and trying to finally find myself in this messy world. Except that I’m just trying to have money for piercings and tattoos. 

I’m literally the Queen of never finished wips which is kinda,,,, sad but im trying my best!!!!! I don’t really have any favorite genre and I can write LITERALLY everything. Just @ my brain give me more ideas. (no, please, I’m not serious I have enough) I’ve been writing since I was 11 but it was always writing in polish. Fiction is kinda my coping mechanism. It’s the best way for me to deal with everything around me, so I tend to idealize a lot of things in my writing, especially my ocs but I’m trying to remember that !!PEOPLE ARE NOT PERFECT AND THAT MAKES THEM BEUTIFUL!! and I’m trying to show it in my stories.

I don’t know what else can I say so?? if someone wants to ask me something or just talk, feel free to send me asks or messages!! I’m always happy to get them <3

                                     MY WIPS PAGE 

tagging some of my favorite people here to remind them I still remember about them: @whorizcn @tsaikovski @adrestaie @demonites @grishae @ikilledmyocs @vviciously @nexiliss @omgbrekkerkaz​

you’re so young and you have so much time. life is longer than you think, and there will be time for you to do everything. if you lost your youth to mental illness or abuse, your life isn’t over. you can do everything you missed out on, and more. if you’re losing your youth right now, there will be time for you to do the things you want to do. it’s gonna be okay, you still have time.

CHARACTER REINTRODUCTION: CALLISTA SARSEROZA, THE STAR OF WE ARE UNSUPER.

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This is not what Neva Wang signed up for.

Truthfully, when her deadbeat father adopted her although she was born by mistake in one of his nightventures (the only one he, to this day, regrets) she knew she was just an asset. Plus, Neva had been prepared to compete in Eden her whole life. Expensive tutors who’d stepped in to help her and Oliver with the puzzles, the tricks, the dangerous situations had all prepared her for every possible problem that could occur but this—

This was something no one had expected, could even have.

If she was being honest, Aelin Arlotti did have it all considering her grandfather introduced the game into the world and her grandfather was the one teaching her how to win. She’d been taught to survive, to persevere in the unfamiliar environment of Eden by birth. d Discipline was a virtue she lived with, prided herself on the fact that she never lost her composure no matter what sidled up to her side.

But when the target—alive, breathing and with a pulse, another human being—ends up being held at a gunpoint and the game, initially just a real-time survival craft capture the flag, becomes so much more, so much not what she knows like the back of her hand, the only thing left to do is scream.

And Aelin ends up doing just that. In due time.

(find the story on @/throughs on my wattpad! or click this link!)

tagging: @vandorens , @theforgottencoolkid , @semblanche , @honeywharf , @apollchiles , @adrestaie , @whorizcn , @evergrcen , @goldbonne , @thatsadwriter

WIP INTRODUCTION: A BAZAAR FOR MAGIC

GENRES: fantasy, steampunk

DEMOGRAPHIC: young adult

NARRATION: third person, past tense, multiple points of view

SUMMARY: Jan deals magic, but he’s also a thief. Through the Void, he travels between dimensions and steals time from magic users, taking pieces of their souls into the Iron dimension—where the concept of magic is nothing but a myth. When he destroys its myth by selling it, the balance of the universe is thrown off-kilter and the existence of magic itself is put at stake. 

In an effort to restore the balance, the magicking worlds send hunters to capture Jan, but something darker is at work in the Void—the only place that enables one to travel in-between worlds. 

And in the heart of it all, a long-lost legend begins to wake.

WIP PAGE // BLOGTAG // PLAYLIST // WATTPAD

➞ Tagging mutuals from the old taglist to get this post going. I’m pretty sure this one’s full of url changes…

@omgbrekkerkaz @petchwritesbooks @maskedlady @whatsanapocalae​ @jess—writes @fictionversallies​ @gina-writes @nerocael @nepeinthe @twocrownsoneshittywriter @astorsa​ @medusaswrites @lefttowrite @srazar @namelessscribe @velvet-moss @lemonayyyyyde @kavqnsky @chellewrites @agentorange-writes @honeyedmonikers @ghafasinej @apollchiles @katerinarevel @everwrites @gothemark​ @vandorens​

sunflowers at night | main characters » gerah mayham

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THESE HUNGRY DOGS  — flowers edition   → Novak Czerniak as Aconite 

‹ Aconite or wolfsbane represents caution and hatred. It is widely known as a warning sign, often related to death and misanthropy. ›

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@vandorens @nepeinthe @quilloftheclouds @zielenheil @montevena @vviciously @wiipciity @noloumna @the-ichor-of-ruination @katerinarevel @fartistically @ashesconstellation @astorsa

The great tragedy of being a writer is that you never really get to be the audience for the stories that you’ve always wanted to read.

I’ve never seen it put into words so perfectly before fuck

— moving blogs!

hello, everyone! i was supposed to return to this account a few weeks ago, but i have decided to move this blog to my main one in hopes that using it again can become a little easier. i will be having the same username ( @americanbeasts ) and, since it will be a sideblog, i’ll be following everyone from @shacklebolts ♡

this post will be queued so feel free to unfollow me here and follow me there! 

ps. i’m going to tag some of my mutuals just so y’all see this! @vandorens / @anomaly00 / @birdquils / @lillylikemyflower / @bebewrites / @ashesconstellation / @fartistically / @apollchiles / @jugularss / @holotones / @yikeskimi / @septemberliterature / @carumens / @thegrievingyoung / @sober-two / @theforgottencoolkid ♡

i follow from @strofvs. find me on wattpad (though its very naked rn).