Are you writing your own original story? Fanfic? Poetry? Anything else of the creative writing variety? Talk about it here :)
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I’ve been tossing a story around since maybe Nov 2023 now and started writing last July but realized one of the characters most central to the story was basically just a plot device so now I’m back to just rewriting/adding to the lore again 
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Have been very excited and getting a fair amount of progress on a writing project, but this morning I realized I’ve fallen into the trap and just made Evangelion again gdi so im gonna see if I can rework it a little bit. Fucking Evangelion gravity well.
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yeah we’re having to skirt around the edge of WITNESS LINK not just turning into Madoka Magica LOL
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Currently nothing specific, I don’t often commit to long-term projects. Here’s a short story from a class I took years ago that I’m proud of though, called The Highway to Wherever.
The Highway to Wherever
The evening was brisk as the bus continued along the Highway to Wherever. Aria had lost track of the amount of time she’d been riding. It was just her and Pat, the driver. The two had barely talked up to that point, with that void being filled by the sound of the music playing through the speakers, as well as the air rushing through the windows.
Suddenly, Aria asked Pat, “For how much longer is the road gonna look like this?”
“Whaddaya mean?” Pat replied, “Plenty of details come and go. What the trees look like, how the roads sprawl, the scenery in the distance, you name it.”
“I dunno, that’s just not enough. Everything out there just started looking exactly the same some time ago.”
Pat let out a hearty chuckle. “Youngins like you gotta slow it down a notch sometimes. You can’t just start dismissing the little things all because you’ve grown out of everything you’ve been seeing from the start.”
Aria found the old driver’s usage of the term “youngins” mildly condescending. “Easy enough for the driver to say,” she said regarding his short spiel. Pat let out another short chuckle after that, and then the two stopped conversing. Aria continued to gaze out her window, still unimpressed by the sights that her driver had seemingly relished.
As she continued her blank gaze, the evening gradually transitioned to night. The blazing orange sunset was doused away by a deep, dark blue, with street lights acting as beacons in the darkness. As soon as it hit Aria that nighttime had fallen, she realized something.
Why was she riding on this bus so late by herself?
“Uh…” she nervously said, “Pat?”
“Yes? Don’t be bashful, I’m here for ya.”
“Where…are we going?”
“Say what?” Pat replied, “Girl, you asked me in the wee hours of the morning for a ride on the Highway to Wherever. Gonna be a long ride unless you’ve got a destination.”
“Huh? Oh. I…” Aria started, “I thought I gave you one. I guess not. Sorry.”
“Well where do ya wanna go? I can’t drive forever.”
Aria started tearing up. “I…I just wanna be free.”
Pat was about to say something in response, but instead quickly pulled over to the side of the road. After that, he said, “Well, if you wanna feel free, you can’t just keep clinging to the ride, y’know? Freeing yourself starts with you finding your way out of whatever it is holding you back. This old hunk of cheese can’t help you with that.”
“But I don’t know my way out,” Aria replied, “I’ve got nowhere to take solace from what I’m running from.”
“It’s called the Highway to Wherever, yet you still think you’ve got nowhere to take solace?”
Aria let out a very audible sob. “What do I know anymore?”
Pat paused for a moment, and then said, “Tell you what, I’ll keep on driving, and be on the lookout for whatever might strike you as ‘somewhere’. How’s that sound?”
“I’m not too enlightened by that,” Aria replied, “but I guess I have no choice. Maybe nowhere can be somewhere.”
The ride continued after that. The only difference now was that the two had communicated a plan.
finally got into writing a bit more for WITNESS LINK ch. 2. i like this small sensory bit we did describing the physical sensation accompanying an OCD spiral
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: love thinking up and sketching out new fun story concepts that torture my friends and loved ones
Hate actually writing them out
haha funny therian hrt story not sad at all i prommy
Been thinking about the straightforward “what if HRT but it makes me a funny animal” idea, but in this case the focus is on a mother who’s persuing it for herself
There’s two versions, one where it’s following her through her journey, focusing primarily on the conflict with her teen kid who’s scared, angry, and drawn to it (egg edition) bc like, this is their mother and its a Huge change and they’re worried she’ll be a whole different person and so on
It focusses on that conflict, how her transition makes things more difficult for that relationship even as it makes things better for her, how their relationship has to change in the wake of her new instincts and needs or otherwise break under the strain
The second version tells it as a series of stories being told by a hiker to a dragon in her lair. The stories follow the arc roughly as the first version, but with some tragedy as it becomes clear over time that the dragon is the hiker’s mother who lost her memories of her human life (essentially went feral) near the end of the transition. Additionally, the hiker has also been going through their own transition to a deer, meaning they get more skittish of this large, dangerous predator as time goes on
And i Wanna write them, idk which yet, but aughhh i have 0 self confidence and the thought of even starting terrifies me :[
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Both of these sound like they’d be beautiful stories 
I especially like the second idea, I think you should give it a try
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thinking abt making a space on my site for old creative writing I’m fond of (mostly things from old danganronpa oc rps LOL especially executions)… just need to figure out how to uhhhhhh set it up css and html wise lol
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ah, yes…the forgotten tombs
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yeah i agree with Revie you should definitely give it a shot!!!
Putting the medal on myself cause i reread this and it makes me wistful for that game
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