Hi! I'm Kit I write and occasionally do other stuff
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people need to understand that some people just don’t like talking it has nothing to do with u so don’t take it personally like some people just aren’t talkers and they’ll probably never text u first or initiate a conversation and it’s not because they don’t like u it’s just that they don’t think to say anything bc they’re comfortable with not saying anything
We are sun and moon, we are sea and land,dear friend. It is not our purpose to become each other; it is to recognize each other, to learn to see the other and honor him for what he is: each the other's opposite and complement Herman Hesse
gold foil print for an artbook 🌿
- New Writeblr -
Hey there! You can call me Nym.
For a while I’ve been juggling with the idea of starting a writing blog and it seems like I’ve finally found the courage to do so.
Nym, 26. Uni Student.
Friendly Mess
Passionate about reading and writing since forever.
Hoping finding an online community of writers could help kindle the dormant fires of my inspiration.
Seeking to experiment with my style.
Favorite genres to both read and write would be Fantasy (mostly dark and/or urban) and Science Fiction. But I love a little bit of everything.
Huge Greek Mythology Nerd.
World-building enthusiast.
The problem is; I’m not familiar with how things are done around here. Everyone seems to have these enormous networks and I don’t know how to do that.
- My blog is a sad empty Limbo with no format whatsoever.
- I can’t do edits.
- I don’t use an efficient tag system.
- I’m not used to the whole blogging business.
- I don’t even follow anyone as of now.
I guess what I would need is for those of you, seeing this in the tags, that feel anything I said resonate with them, to reblog this, so I can find friendly mutuals to start this adventure with.
Want to help a friend out?
WIP COVER AESTHETICS: BLACK
In order of appearance—cheat [ya fantasy], howl [ya dystopia], grave mercy [adult fantasy], wicked [adult dystopia], boneyard [na paranormal], deadman society [ya paranormal].
Excerpts: x , n/a , x , x , x , x .
the creatures beneath; (protagonist 1/?)
❝ his voice shakes but he swallows his fear once again, blinking thrice to make sure he isn’t dreaming. the bundle of darkness is sliding closer to him and it takes every ounce of self control for levi to stop shaking. FEEL NOTHING, his father’s wise words thrum in his skull as he searches for the nearest weapon. unlike afryea, he didn’t think to have one nearby. STUPID BOY, this time his father’s words aren’t as helpful, but at least he isn’t thinking too much about the intruder. FEEL NOTHING, Levi takes a deep breath before closing his eyes - letting Fate decide whether or not he’ll be spared this time round. ❞
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does anyone else suddenly get hit with flashes of dialogue or scenery or characterization that would be perfect to use if you actually had a plot you could incorporate it into
the most heartbreaking part of hamlet really is the whole “goodnight sweet prince” part because when horatio says “and angels sing thee to thy rest” he is using the intimate form of thou, and it’s the first time he ever does it. hamlet consistently uses the intimate form of thou for horatio (only when they’re in private though, which – if shakespeare intentionally wanted to give their relationship homoerotic subtext, which he totally did – shows that hamlet wants to keep his romantic love for horatio a secret to the greater public) but horatio, being the respectful person he is and also given the fact that if he were to use the intimate form of thou it would pretty much be a romantic confession, never ever uses thou. except when after hamlet dies. when it’s too late.
here hamlet is, dying in horatio’s arms, asking horatio if he ever held him in his heart. and horatio doesn’t get a chance to reply. hamlet dies. only then does horatio realizes his mistake of not confessing sooner
angst with a happy ending is my favourite honestly like yes bitch give me emotional conflict but dont completely ruin my soul you know
@sixofcrowsnet heist: objects/symbols » kaz brekker
“i’m a businessman,” he’d told her. “no more, no less.” “you’re a thief, kaz.” “isn’t that what i just said?”
V.E. Schwab’s advice on creating memorable characters.
"I thought I might be able to see something I couldn't before"
Prompt #1330
The would-be hero kicked a grave. “Can’t be a hero because I’m a necromancer,” they grumbled. “Freaks out the public, doesn’t seem very heroic. Stupid fucking PR people. I could save so many lives if they would just let me try!”
‘Then don’t ask permission,’ whispered one of the ghostly voices. ‘Go out without permission and show them what you’re made of’.
The would-be hero grinned.
cathedral of lost giants
"To think I'd have trouble with a couple of intruders. Oliver is going to be mad at me later"
if you guys have characters but no plot just put them in a scenario where they suffer the absolute most and you’re set
look, im just a slut for some magical exhaustion okay give me your whumpees overusing their magic and having physical repercussions from it, bloody noses, unable to stand, getting progressively weaker, utterly exhausted and spent !!
bonus points: if they know they are running low on magic but they have no choice but to keep using more until they just collapse
bonus bonus points: if their magic is somehow connected to their life force!!
"What, you still don't know?
That boy has rank and power second only to the queen"
I finally get to post a preview for my piece for @inkedfairytales
I got assigned to 1001 Nights and even though they encouraged us to think about of the box, I admit you've got to squint to recognize mine. I came up with a post-cannon type thing. It involves a hut in the desert, a mute character, a really tall jinn and human sacrifices. (I had to cycle through 5 ideas before settling, everybody else's ideas are so good!)
This zine was so fun to be apart of and filled with so many fantastic pieces! I'm so hyped to see how everything turns out!
Extract:
“It’s not a good story to tell, little mouse.”
Almost as if to apologize, Ra picked up the book again and started reading. Ra had a way of forming words, his voice deep and mellow, blending with the turn of the page. Ebbing and flowing, the story drifted around him like dragging notes. Ra looked over the top of the cover as he read.
“I was a king once,” Ra didn’t say it like it was a story. He said it like a memory, bittersweet on the tongue. “They used to come to me. I’ve helped raise a city out of the sand. I’ve known the feeling of bringing armies victory. I’ve known the maddening years of darkness, waiting, seconds turning to centuries in darkness.”
Thoughts melted away as a familiar warmth settled over him, radiating from Ra like the afternoon sun. It felt like smoke coiled in his mind, slowed down and sluggish. Bo’s eyelids raised and lowered. He watched with dull entrancement as the colored shadows cast by the hanging lanterns first glittered and spun then morphed and arched into dancing figures that twirled and skipped across their walls, moving in tandem with Ra’s story. Bo’s eyes sagged then fogged. In the state in between sleeping and waking, his vision blurred, he saw Ra’s skin darken then shift. What are you?
Something fell then shattered.
Albert Wåhlander || Free! Dive to the Future EP9
a quick little doodle I did for my fic while procrastinating. It's about Grimm Reaper!Haru (writing omnipresent characters is my new fav thing)
give it a read if you're interested: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15660843
This is my hotel. Thanks. Hey, what’s up? Nothing. Just that I’ve stayed here before, too.
But you know… I’ve heard and learned a lot of things about you, Nanase-kun.
