The-strangest-things - Infinite Imagination No Motivation

Since it's November 1...thought I would reblog this :D

Hello!

Do you enjoy writing? What about talking with other writers? Are you looking for someone to read through your work, help out where they can? How about participate in world building exercises and character building prompts?

Well, I might have just the place for you.

Consider joining The Writing Desk. It's an 18+ writing discord server that will hopefully help you and others find people to cheer them on while working towards your goals.

Whether you write fanfiction, historical romance, medieval fantasy, nonfiction works, or academic papers you should be able to find your place here.

The server itself has sort of a dark academia aesthetic. We have four 'dorms' that might have something to do with points later on. They are:

• Gargoyle • Harpy • Unicorn • Wyvern

Some things included in the server are things like:

• Sprinting (both shorter and longer ones) • NSFW channel that is OPT-IN ONLY • A place for resources • Some non-writing channels for fun :)

There might be some events at times! Though you don't have to participate in those.

If this sounds good to you, The Writing Desk is here for you. Just follow the link. :)

Hey....do you like DnD?

Hi there, I'm Bee. Recently I had a friend tell me she wanted to play some good ol' Dungeons and Dragons. I agreed to run a game for her. Then I realized, I need more players. That is where you come in, hopefully.

The game I plan to run will be 21+, LGBTQIA+ friendly, POC friendly, neurodivergent friend, and beginner friendly modified Curse of Strahd campaign. We will be using Discord and Roll20 to play. I should also mention I would like to record the session strictly to make taking notes a little easier. If you are uncomfortable with this, we can discuss that. Though the only people who would be hearing these recordings are myself and the players should you want them.

What I'm Looking For:

Four players the age of 21 and older.

Availability on Saturdays 9 or 10pm EST. (Start date TBD)

Communication is key! Both in and out of game.

Things To Keep In Mind:

• CoS is a game with a serious tone. It can get dark. Even though this is modified.

• There will be combat, though this will be a heavy-RP campaign.

Please message me here if you have any questions or if you would like to join.

Hope to see you in Barovia!

Thank you all for the interest in the game! Stick around to hear how the sessions go? I'm sure I'll be updating :)

Spent the last two nights walking around what feels like a ren faire inside a video game.

I plan to go more throughout the week but oh my fuck. If this doesn't give me ideas for dnd stuff.

Gonna have to make some very fun additions to the WBtW adventure.

Jousting. Himbo arm wrestling. Who knows what else I might add.

this is so fucking cute thank you hearthstone devs

I play in a dnd game on Thursdays.

This past Thursday was the first time we had played this new year.

We defeated the big bad of this arch within a round of 'combat'.

An archdruid was a squirrel. Caught by the party warlock. Talked to by the NPC Ranger/Druid. Then talked to again by the party Druid (me).

Without verbal communication...

We stuffed the squirrel into the bag of holding we have.

The Archdruid/Squirrel...is was my character's grandmother.

Whoops?

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Pairing: Eventual Steve x Original Female Character, Steve x Darlene Henderson, Dustin x Darlene (idiot siblings are idiots)

Summary: Life in Hawkins is about to get strange. 

Word Count: 851

Warning(s): Uh…cussing?

A/N: I really wanted to write about an OC that I’ve been playing around with for a while. I hope you like her because I love her. I’ll go ahead and tell you now that I plan on writing more of her. You’re welcome in advance.

                                                                                                      Nov. 6, 1983

Dear Diary,

I keep having this recurring dream nightmare…

Darlene sat at her desk, the faint sound of Waterloo came from her record player, a finished English paper sat off to the side of her. The 16 year old was hunched over a composition book, a pen scratching across the page in looping letters. She often hid the notebook among her school books in an attempt to keep her younger brother’s prying eyes out. She was so hyper focused on the diary that she didn’t hear her door open and her mother’s voice. Only being pulled from her writing when a hand touched her shoulder. Jumping, she spun around to see the slightly amused face of her mother.

“Hey jumpy, everything alright honey?” Claudia smiled down at her daughter.

“Yeah, fine. Everything’s fine, just...journalling. The usual.”

Nodding, her mother sat on the end of the bed. “Barb called, I told her you were finishing homework and would call her back. I also called Mrs. Wheeler and told her to have Dusty go ahead and ride his bike.”

Darlene looked at the clock on her wall, it was past 9. She had meant to be on her way to pick up her younger brother from his friends house. “Oh shit, mom I’m sorry.” She turned back to her mother.

“Darlene!” Claudia looked only slightly appalled at her daughter’s language.

“Sorry.”

“Listen, go ahead and get ready for bed. Dustin will be home soon and you can repay him by taking him to school tomorrow okay?” Claudia stood up, moving to kiss her daughter’s head. “And try to get some sleep. You need it.” Her mother smiled, heading towards the door, quietly shutting it behind her.

Darlene just sat there for a moment before turning back to her diary. She looked at it for a long moment and ended up adding a little more before closing it and standing from her desk. Finally able to stretch after sitting for so many hours. The satisfying pops and cracks coming from the stiff joints. On her way to her dresser, she paused for a moment to turn the volume up. She let her eyes close, taking a moment to let the music flow through her. She opened her eyes once again before looking through the drawers of folded clothes until she finally found pajamas to wear. On her way out of her room, she tossed them onto the bed and crossed the hall to the shared bathroom. With a scoff of disgust she kicked her brother’s dirty clothes towards the hamper. She was washing her face when she heard the front door open and the sound of Dustin and their mother talking, though she couldn’t make out any of the conversation. After a moment she heard his footsteps coming up to their rooms.

“...getting my X-Men 134! I can’t believe it, I didn’t even say go. He cheated!”

Poking her head out of the bathroom, she smiled at her brother. “Come tell me about the session, bubs.” And quickly, her younger brother’s mood changed upon seeing his sister.

Dustin sat in the bathroom with Darlene as she finished washing her face and brushing her teeth, only to drag her into his room while he got ready for bed as well. All the while telling her about the hours they spent looking for the Thessalhydra and encountering a Demogorgon. By the time the fight began, it was time for everyone to go home. 

Darlene, who was ever the fantasy nerd like her brother, hung on every word. In the spare time she had with the boys during the summer months and any time they were off school, she would often be found alongside them in the Wheeler’s basement. Either weaving her own tales or helping Mike with his. The longer she sat there listening the later it was getting and she still needed to change. She stood up from the desk chair and headed towards the door.

“Where are you going?” Dustin asked, looking towards his sister from where he sat on the edge of his bed.

“Well, you and I both need to sleep. I’m driving you to school tomorrow, mom will have my head if I don’t.” She walked over and ruffled his hair. “Get some sleep.”

“Oh, okay! Goodnight!”

“Night.” She left the room, closing the door behind her. Going back into her own room, she shut the door before changing into the pajamas she set out for herself a little while before. Once dressed for bed, Darlene moved once again to her record player and turned off her music.

Shutting off the lights, she crawled into bed and snuggled under the warm blankets. She didn't realize how tired she had been until she got into bed, her eyes drooping as she reached over for her book. She probably wouldn't get too far tonight in her quest to finish Interview with the Vampire but, she was going to try her damnedest to get a few pages in. Five minutes later the book was forgotten as she slipped into sleep.

the sound of a distant train horn in the night, reblog if you agree

Handwriting Asks

Send me a number and I’ll handwrite the answer for you!

1. write your URL

2. write the URL of the person who sent the ask

3. write your blog title

4. write the blog title of the person who sent the ask

5. your name

6. your birthday

7. where you live right now

8. where you were born

9. today’s date

10. current time

11. relationship status

12. the first 5 words that come to your mind

13. your number of followers

14. the number of blogs you’re following

15. the URLs of your tumblr crushes

16. draw your tumblr activity graph :)

17. describe the latest post on your dashboard

18. favorite band(s), musician(s)

19. favorite song(s)

20. favorite lyric(s)

21. favorite album(s)

22. favorite color(s)

23. celebrity crushes

24. favorite food

25. favorite beverage

26. favorite TV show(s)

27. favorite movie(s)

28. favorite actors or actresses

29. describe what you’re wearing right now

30. write something for the person who sent the ask

31. ships?

32. favorite season(s)

33. favorite ice cream flavor(s)

34. a place you wanna go on holiday

35. favorite number

36. favorite meme(s)

37. favorite animal(s)

38. favorite quote(s)

39. a random fact about yourself

40. write your name with your non-dominant hand

41. handwrite a message to your followers

42. something of your choice (specify in ask)

and with your help it can rack up 700k notes on tumblr in 2024

no tumblr this doesnt need tags im releasing it into the wild as god intended

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