• I'm a young adult
• You can call me Ari or Jam
• I write Fantasy mainly and some contemporary
• Found families, hero to villain, friends to enemies to lovers, parents, those are just some things so far that I have in my books
• I still have to finish at least one draft of something and I feel bad about it
• Please talk to me, I like talking :) I want some writing buddies to help me out

Ambrosia Motten is a young woman whose able to reach into the deepest part of your soul with a story. But this little curse might make her have to take more from the people who decide to listen to her.

A group of friends have always been close, but as one of them start to experience the challenges of life and the challenge of the more mythical, will his friends help him or try to stop him as he gets revenge for those who've wronged him?

Cora's twin sister died 9 years ago, and since then she's joined an agency that stops villains from taking more people's lives. But as she pieces together the end goal for the agency and her sister's other life. She's suddenly lead back to a mother who abandoned her and a villain trying to help her leave everything behind.

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• "you're like if [famos author] (eg, Victor Hugo if the fic is angst) was into [fandom]"
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• "this fic invaded my mind and consumed my brain like a spore"
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• "yOu'Ve AlReAdY lEfT kUdOs HeRe"
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• "this fic has me checking under my floorboards for the heart of a kind man i murdered, it's so good"
• "i'm making my parents read this"
• "i know only one chapter is out so far, but i'm going to print this out, staple it together, and put it on my bookshelf next to the canon material"
• "this fic gave me another mental illness"
• (you can only do this one once) "i made an ao3 account specifically to bookmark this"
• "i'm going to print this out so i can eat the words on the paper"

• "i made a custom playlist to listen to while i read this fic"
• "this fic reminds me of [song]"
• "i really liked the part where [x], it really stuck with me"
• "i really liked this line, [quote the line,] it was so well-written!"
• artists: draw fanart of the fic!! it doesn't matter if you think your art skills are good and it doesnt matter if it's just a sketch!! let the author see it!!
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Lunetta boarded the train with a ringing in her ears, something tickling the inside of her mouth. She pushed her glasses up her nose with one finger, bracelets jangling. As she took her customary seat, and even as Sebastian took his before sliding over, she still didn't recall what she'd meant to bring him, not that she ever made such a promise. But it was of no consequence, because Sebastian didn't either. He approached with an open mouth and a closed memory, ready for conversion, not fulfilled bargains. But maybe the only things Lunetta and Sebastian could bring each other were themselves, and trinkets never factored in.

"I swear I can feel tar stuck to my shoes after yesterday's shoot." Sebastian announced, his salty tone nudging laughter from Lunetta's throat.

Bracelets with silly cats never featured in any promises again. But it was of no consequence.

Friss could not remember much of her mother, but she coveted all that she had left anyway. In the quiet moments, between duties, Friss would let her mind run greedy little fingers over the shapes and edges of the fragments, the little pieces of evidence buried within herself of her mother's life. There was a song hummed in a golden morning, hazy and dreamlike, and hands strong and calloused but gentle as they pulled her hair back from her face. There was laughter in the crook of a neck, and eyes the green-gold of her own reflection that seemed to know the secrets of the world if only one dare ask. There was the smell of something sickening and sweet, and a riot of colour exploding from a mouth twisted open in a scream, hazel eyes became purple iris, golden hair threaded green with weeds. And then, of course, there was the fire.

GENRE: Speculative Fantasy

POV: Third Person Limited

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Body Horror, Non-Sexual Grooming, Cult-like Situations, Human Sacrifice, tba

relationship between mother and daughter / lady knights, sword lesbians / twisted nature / hopeful apocalypse / regrowth and rebirth / destiny vs choice / saviour complex / exploring the chosen one trope / community / blind faith

A LOST DAUGHTER wanders the Bloom, the wilds corrupted by the divine magic of a long forgotten war, intended as a sacrifice to the creatures beyond.

THE BLOOM HAS taken most of the known world, humanity survives on the fringes, burning away all that is not absolutely necessary for survival. But the Bloom endures and every year it creeps ever closer.

THE BLOOMING DEATH took Friss's mother when she was barely old enough to remember. They burned her body and all that she had touched to destroy the spread, all but Friss. Friss survived the Blooming Death, marked only by frequent and vivid dreams of the Bloom. Nonetheless, Friss's destiny had been sealed. She would become one of the Knights, chosen by the elders and trained to be sent into the Bloom to bring salvation for her people-- or to die as sacrifice so that the Bloom would be satiated on her blood and bones, protecting her people for another year.

WHEN FRISS IS at last sent into the Bloom on the day of her seventeenth birthday, she is determined to scour every inch of the dangerous and unpredictable land beyond to find a safe haven for her people. She will be the first to return, the first to be more than a mere sacrifice but a saviour.

BUT THE BLOOM holds more than death or glory for Friss. It holds the truth. And it holds a choice, stray from the path laid before her by others and take her life back into her own hands? Or die in the name of her people, another sacrifice as she was always meant to be.

WIP TAGLIST:

GENERAL TAGLIST: @stormharbors / @ladywithalamp / @philocalizt / @wildswrites / @darkgazer / @muddshadow / @ghostschemes / @lockejhaven / @froggywriter / @nightjarz / @moariin

TITLE: Songs From The Inward Sun

AUTHOR: @faelanvance

But when Leonore disobeys her father and barters herself aboard a ship with an envoy of foreign dwarfs, Opharael sacrifices a chance at confessing love to remain in loyal service to the young mistress. Together, they travel from the sunny islands of L'enas, across seas and desert sands, to treacherous lands unknown.

In the beautiful, deadly, ancient realm of Kharmet, Opharael has to use every trick, skill and song imaginable to ensure their survival, finding themselves entertaining in the grandest court of all. Drawing the attentions of the immaculate Kharoh, the god-king, deep beneath the dunes, Opharael lends his prophetic gaze and discovers what a young god desires.

hiya ! i’m nicole, 19, she/her, occasional sci fi and fantasy writer. i’ve been on writeblr for about 4.5 years now (and isn’t that scary to think about), 1.5 years on this blog and 3 on @sprigofbasil before that. i figured that with the downfall of twitter i’d do a quick reintro to mark me hopefully becoming more active !

when i’m not writing, i’m a uni student studying (read: suffering through 😭) math and compsci. some of my other hobbies include art, piano, and crying over pictures of my cat bc i’m now away from her for 8 months a year.  

i will never shut up about the star wars prequels or about my favorite movie of all time: atlantis the lost empire <3 i’m also an arthuriana enjoyer and will probably assign you a kin if you ask. and as for other media, i like to watch multi-hour long video essays on books and shows i don’t know anything about, and trashy villainess webtoons will always hold a special place in my heart.

the last death of a god sparked a devastating, century-long holy war. this time, no one can even find its body.

the heir to disgraced nobility and once considered a child prodigy, ezra von hauenstein is meant to return his family name to its former glory. at least he would be, if not for a curse that promises to see him dead by the age of twenty-five. when a girl with blood as gold as his own claims to know the location of the lost god’s corpse, the remnants of the divine seem as fruitful a last-ditch cure as any—if the treacherous journey to obtain them doesn’t kill him first.

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vasilisa evgenievna is meant for greatness. as the third son, the foolish prince, ivan petrovich voronin is not. a shared quest for the mythical firebird brings vasilisa to a hut on chicken legs, her life in the balance of her tasks, while in an effort to outdo his older brothers, ivan finds he might have bitten off more than he can chew when his search brings him right into a ravenous wolf’s den.

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buried giants and the strangers within ↳ ya post-apocalyptic sci-fi

the quintessence of dust ↳ ya high fantasy, hamlet retelling

fragments of a porcelain crown ↳ ya high fantasy + dash of cosmic horror

His lips peeled into a vicious snarl, like that of a beaten dog, trembling as they inched further back, and further still. Gums receeded, a slither of mottled grey, disappearing beneath twitching flesh as bone extended outward. Long, serrated fangs protruded, until his jaw surpassed the confines of Rickard's once human mouth. The same mouth she had kissed so delicately, transformed into a jutting maw destined only to shred and devour.

• I’m chaotic af so please don’t expect regular posts my mental health is unpredictable
• I’m close to graduating high school and don’t yet know if I’ll do the college thing yet, I work part-time at a comic book store and also as an assistant director at my local community theatre.
• I’m here, and I’m Queer, Asexual, Gay, Gender-flux, Transmasc, probably among others, I’m trying to collect all of the letters and colors of the rainbow if you couldn’t tell.
• I’m on the autism spectrum, also ADHD so yeah my brain is a bit of a cluttered but organized mess, this is also why I may disappear from the internet for months at a time and why this is the only social media I can somewhat keep up with.
• I’m totally down for tag games I find them fun and they often remind me that I do have stuff written down and I’m not a complete failure so please tag me.
• I also post the occasional educational things about Neurodivergent & LGBT+ things which you can find here
• I enjoy writing fiction although I tend to get burned out easily after writing long projects, you’ll see some of my writing posted on here, no clue how often. I also occasionally write fanfiction and poetry though not much, however recently I’ve been considering posting on Ao3 which may or may not be a mistake.
• The genres I generally tend to write have themes of LGBTQ+, mental health, romance, urban fantasy, dark themes, comedy, horror, coming of age, mind-bending, dreamy, etc.
• I also hate plot twists- PLOT TWIST I love them and you will see plenty of them in any and all of my writing.
• Here’s a list of my current hyperfixations that I have taken some inspiration from for my stories also if I write fanfic it will most likely be one of these things - Ghibli movies my favorite being Spirited Away | Coraline | Scream | It 2016/Chapter 2 | Gravity Falls | Helluva Boss | Hazbin Hotel | Stranger Things | Arcane | Thirteen Reasons Why | What we do in the Shadows | Our Flag Means Death | Good Omens | The Nevers | The Midnight Club | I Am Not Okay With This | A Series of Unfortunate Events | The End of the F***ing world | BBC’s Sherlock | Life is Strange | Little Nightmares | Scott Pilgrim | The Seven Realms | Harry potter (Fuck J.K Rowling but specifically I tend to fixate on the marauders in their hayday.)
• My ask box is always open to anyone if you have a question or just wanna chat.

Hey, I’m back into my writeblr era again so introducing myself real quick. I’m Reni, Singaporean-Chinese, 25, she/her, and I write fantasy/speculative fiction. I’m a huge fan of second chances (preferably if they’re platonic or familial), lovers to enemies, found then unfound family trope. Hopefully I can meet and catch up with y’all!  You can also find me at these socials:  CARRD / WRITING TWITTER / SPOTIFY 

When bodies from the morgue go missing, a memory thief joins a flapper to take part in a dangerous affair with an underground mob, in hopes to find the truth. Though their plan is not that simple when the siblings cross paths with a notorious killer. The suspect in question might be the evidence to their erased past. [ crime fantasy, koschei retelling ] 

The Lacedaemonids is gifted in the art of war and Hyakinthos is no exception. He dreams of fame, to be remembered eternally and it grows into an obsession when he attracts the gods’ attention. Like the cruel fates unraveling the string, jealousy begins to split Hyakinthos and his siblings apart, soon the kingdom. [ historical fantasy, horror ]

I’m also a member of WTW (Welcome to Writeblr) so I’ll be mostly there hanging around the discord server.  Feel free to send an ask if you wished to be added/removed from a wip or general taglist where you can stay updated if I post my other wips (backburner or new) in the future. For now, my main wips are the two mentioned above. 

“I know he still loves my mom.” I finally sighed. I stole the blunt from Olice to take another drag. “He just… Doesn’t talk about it.”

• POV: first person ; darren’s perspective
• Warnings: drugs (forced and recreational; fictional and real), mentions of dubious consent to child-having, sex, supernatural violence, shitty families including emotional and physical abuse and neglect
• Tropes & Vibes: found family, estranged parents, neglect, road trips and late night drives, doing what’s best =/= doing what’s right, sometimes there is no right answer, the kids are trying, when you’re an adult but need an adult, vampires (with flavor), queers flock together, love (platonic, familial and romantic), moral ambiguity, you’re only honest when it’s 4am and you haven’t slept, lots of emotional talks. so much talking.
• Tag: s: darren and co
• also as a note, there’s way more characters and a bigger plot than just this. this is just how we start.

im h/helena, she/her, 22 and a recent uni graduate with a lot of time on my hands i love literally all genres but for some reason i seem to write romances the most, despite them being my least favourite to read??? wild. i am absolutely terrible at finishing any sort of writing project, so im hoping this will give me some more accountability i mainly write scripts, but im trying to branch out into writing stories that aren't just dialogue i follow/interact from @grgie

KISS & CRY // queer sports rivalry. >> nanowrimo 2022. saima laukkanen is a finnish figure skater who finds that despite everything, she can't get her annoying canadian rival, mattie leon, out of her head. must be because she's competitive. no other reason.

AGENT KNIGHT // heist thriller. agent corinne knight is the best in her job. until josh king comes along and tries to usurp her position. (he fails). buddy comedy except they actually hate each other.

DEAD SERIOUS // horror mystery podcast. when chris and jj discover that they can speak to ghosts, they set about interviewing their local dead, and manage to uncover a consipacy bigger than the both of them along the way. this wip is old af but i am determined to revisit the scripts.