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“I’ll never give up on a precious friend."

I don't know if this is the correct blog or another one of yours for this question. My question is: How do I come up with fantasy animals and plants? Like in video games for example? I can never get creative when it comes to these two things

Writing Ideas: Fantasy Animals & Plants

How to Create Fantasy Creatures/Animals

Writing Worksheet: Fictional Plants

Yup, this is the right blog, haha. Here are some tips to create fantasy creatures/animals from different sources, and a worksheet to help guide you in creating fictional plants, which you can add fantasy elements into. And below are some additional references for inspiration. Choose which ones you prefer to incorporate in your story to help create your fantasy animal/plant:

Types of Animals ⚜ List of Legendary Beasts & Monsters

Word List: Animals (1) (2) ⚜ Animal Adjectives ⚜ Birds

Flightless Birds ⚜ Fantasy Creatures ⚜ Fictional Monster

Fantasy Character Names ⚜ Medieval Beasts (1) (2)

Medieval Plants ⚜ Medicinal Herbs ⚜ Meat-Eating Plants

Poisonous Plants ⚜ Poison Ivy & Poison Oak ⚜ Roses

Shade-Loving Plants ⚜ List of Flowers ⚜ Flower Remedies

Some Ecology Vocabulary

Resources on Creature Design (Wildlife Fact Sheet)

World-Building Template (with sections on flora and fauna)

After choosing your preferred animals/plants to use as inspiration, it is advisable to research more on them for added historical/cultural context if they would be appropriate for your specific story. Hope this helps with your writing!

PAPRIKA

Pov you live in an old lighthouse by the sea

● you wake up every morning with the sun and the soft crashing waves

● every day the smell of the sea greets you as you drink your tea or coffee in a homemade mug

● you befriend the seagulls and you feed them cookie crumbs as you read an old book about sea life

● you wave at the ships passing by and sent them kisses to protect them from storms

● during thunderstorms you stay inside and knit sweaters for your loved ones while listening to the rain

● sometimes you take walks by the sea and collect seashells the sea gifts you

● you make seashell strings and hang them and they play a sweet melody when it's windy

● you watch the starry sky with your grey cat and the moon smiles at you

● your room is decorated with old maps

● sometimes the sea gifts you things like the steering wheel of a pirate ship that now lays in your bedroom or the old compass of a sailor

Mother Mud

I saw a women who came up from the floorboards, from the soil beneath the crawl space of my old creaky home. Nude and streaked in grime she crept along the floor, her hands and feet leaving muddy prints that shone in the static television light. She crept to where a father lay sleeping on the stained lumpy couch. He was not my father, but he was a father.

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