- Rivals to lovers. Trying to upstage the other person at every possible opportunity...being equally matched in everything no matter how hard they try...continuing the rivalry because without it they have no reason to interact...it hits every single time
- Character A is injured and Character B absolutely pulverizes the enemy because they're overwhelmed with their fear and love for A :)
- Or: Character A being wounded/ill but hiding their true condition until they finally collapse from it
- Finally, I present to you: Character A tending to Character B’s wounds and acting passive-aggressive because they’re so worried about B
- The “I’m yours” love confession. I’m just a huge sucker for this trope. Not only is it really sweet, but it doesn’t have any possessive meaning. I just find it more romantic than “You’re mine”, too. It’s like you’re promising everything, all your faults and strengths and hopes to another person, and you’re receiving the same thing in return...it’s like a totally equal partnership
- THE ITALICIZED “oh”
- Grumpy x sunshine (bonus if there’s a grumpy girl and sunshine guy)
- The boy falls first
- Slowburn romance
- Dynamics where Character B constantly says, “Character A, no” and Character A replies with, “Character A, yes”
- Characters saying they can definitely do something, and then the scene cuts to them not being able to do the thing
- Found family (bonus points if they share exactly three braincells)
- Corruption arcs, especially female corruption arcs
- Strong female villains who don’t have love as their one motive
- A normally calm character going absolutely feral
- Characters who like reading
- TITLE DROPS! I always get so excited when I come across them
- Strong female friendships
who is your favorite male protagonist and why is it Percy Jackson?
are you really lost if you don't want to return
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self-doubt
procrastination
sleep deprivation
jealousy
wailing (despair)
notebook lust
horrifying comma use
some people write poetry solely so that fragments of it can be used on aesthetic posts on the average dark academia tumblr and it shows. good poetry, genuinely good lyricism like that of margaret atwood, imtiaz dharker, agha shahid ali and ocean vuong needs heart, needs actual sincerity. but nowadays we have any random person writing "oranges persimmons girlhood is a disease cannibalism is love I am my mother's shadow soup love witchcraft" and they are promoted like the second coming of christ. love being a hater of such poems. hollow, insincere fake deep imagery does nothing for me.
I wish people’s WIPs showed up on Goodreads because I have seen so many excerpts and WIP intros on Instagram that I NEED to read, but I can’t add them to my TBR so that I can remember I need to read them and I think that is awful.
a new concept: idiot academia
where u have book smarts but have absolutely no common sense
There’s a thing called “competitive legal poetry”, which is just like any other legal battle except the lawyers are required to speak in rhyming couplets.
f*ck a breakup, have you ever rated a book very highly and gone looking for the huge fandom it deserves, only to find out that it's small and/or inactive?
There once was a very young filly named Mirabelle who lived on a lovely farm. She had a kind owner, and the horses who lived with her were very nice.
5/10
Major horse girl vibes
This might make a good children’s book, so it gets a couple extra points for reaching its target audience
I used to have a thing for writing stories from the POVs of animals, I think it was because I was a big fan of Erin Hunter books at the time
Author’s Note: This font I am typing in is Happy Monkey, for the story, and this is Handlee, which is my friend’s font. Remember, this font is mine and this font is hers. In this story, I am Ivy Keid, and my friend is Hailyn Keid. (My friend wishes to remain anonymous.) Got it? Cool. Let’s get on with the story. (Oh, and this may not make sense in some parts. So what? It’s a story. It doesn’t HAVE to make sense.
3/10
Younger me, I hate to break it to you, but a story does have to make some kind of sense
If it isn’t clear, I was going through a qUiRkY phase when I wrote this
I wrote this with my best friend, so I remember having fun writing it despite cringing at it now!
Heart racing, feet pounding the ground, Alara ran for her life, the monsters that would soon snuff out her life like a candle pursuing her relentlessly. She leaped over a fallen branch, and heard a series of loud thumps. She didn’t stop to check whether they’d fallen. She zigzagged through the streets and ran on into the darkness, where her people were hiding, where they had been chased out by the creatures of the darkness.”
7/10
Younger me was really trying to be hardcore huh
Actually I like this first line, but why is it so wordy, and what’s up with the confusing writing style?
This entire story was literally plagiarized from inspired by The City of Ember and I have fond memories of writing it
“You still reading that science fiction crap?”
A voice interrupted Joseph. He looked up from his copy of The Cyber War. It was Arnie, the class bully. He was one of those kids who never was caught when breaking the rules. The kids all complained about him, but the teachers never did anything because they never caught him. Make fun of his name, and he’d have you in a headlock giving you his infamous Sandpaper Noogie. No one ever sat in front of him. Kids would rather pull a desk to the other side of the room than sit near Arnie Jones.
6/10
Oh, look, a main character who likes books :) it gets a point just for that
This is unironically funny now, but I don’t think I was trying to be funny while writing this
Arnie Jones may be one of the best bully names I’ve ever come up with (for some reason, bullies featured prominently in my early stories--I wasn’t even bullied, so I have no idea why that was)
There’s nothing more awkward than being with four complete strangers and knowing that you might die with them.
6.5/10
If I want to know what I was reading at a point in my life, all I have to do is open up a WIP from that time, and I’ll immediately know what books I was liking at the time. This is one of those WIPs. In this case, it’s from my YA dystopia phase (yeah I had a lot of phases, don’t @ me)
From this first line alone, I’m getting huge Divergent vibes with some Percy Jackson flavor (it gets half a point solely for that)
I ended up abandoning this WIP after 4 pages, so I’m not really attached to it
“Halt!”
The soldier’s voice easily cut through the bustling plaza, as did its owner. Aydin pretended not to have heard and hurried on.
8/10
Points for the en media res, a point off for the second line being confusing
I wrote this around 7th-8th grade, which was when I started to get more serious about writing (although I abandoned it after 10 pages...in the middle of a sentence)
I might return to this one someday, I had a lot of fun with it!
Everyone says that time heals all wounds, but no amount of time could have prepared me for seeing my sister in her casket.
9/10
The intrigue? The hook? The mystery? Amazing, immaculate, we love to see it
Maybe I’m a little bit biased, but I think this is the best first line I’ve ever come up with!
This is from my current WIP, Pawn, btw ;)