My Mutuals Are The Best Writers !!!! They Write The Prettiest Poetry And Rhe Prettiest Stories And They

my mutuals are the best writers !!!! they write the prettiest poetry and rhe prettiest stories and they OWN their craft and their styles !!! are so unique and enchanting i want to DROWN in them

And we're doing this again

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Have I done this before? Yes. Will I do this again? Probably. But my old intro is terribly outdated, so here we are.

Q&A:

Who the hell are you?

Oleg, he/they, 18 as of spring 2022. Awkward mess, attempts to be funny, loves interacting with people even though you'd never guess by how fast he responds to messages. Proud father of multiple cats and dogs.

What the hell are you doing here?

Writing! Lots of WIPs, link to a comprehensive list of them here. Mostly fantasy, urban fantasy and sci-fi, and miscellaneous stuff with sci-fi/fantasy elements. Everything I write is queer, often featuring ND characters because I live vicariously through my stories. I like keeping a light, hopeful tone, with comedy and hopepunk elements being permanent in most of my work. I sometimes dabble in poetry, although I don't think I'm good at it.

Can I poke you with a stick?

Please do! Tag me in tag games, send asks, ramble about your WIPs and OCs at me. I might not always respond, but I'm always open to interactions!

Your first draft is not terrible.

It is not any sort of insulting name you call it.

It is a baby.  A young, inexperienced baby that might throw up on your shirt and cause you to lose sleep at night but you love it all the same and will patiently feed it and tuck it into bed at night with a kiss no matter what happens.

You do not call a baby stupid or awful because they are new to the world and do not have the ability or knowledge to function on their own.  Instead, you nurture and teach them so they grow up smart and strong and capable.

Such it is with a first draft.  A first draft is not bad because it needs care and attention. Don’t insult it because it is newly written down with ideas that are not yet fully formed.  In fact, that is the reason why it is AMAZING.  It’s a DRAFT!  The FIRST one for the story!  LOOK at it!  It exists!  It is ALIVE!  And it is YOURS, this story you made.  

So be proud of your first draft baby and, most importantly, be proud of yourself. 

“I’m your rival. I’m inconvenient even in death.” rivals to lovers my favourite!!

and the banter and the very end is amazing

i think the best thing about their dynamic in this scene is the mutual love for the others opposite approach to the world. playful vs serious, acting vs watching, energetic vs serene

they’re just amazing and so is your writing

a rival most vial excerpt: the boys are floating

It’s been a while since I’ve posted a longer snippet on here! again, not fully edited. just stuff I’m updating as I go through draft 2.

Synopsis: The boys are testing out their joint commission- a levitation potion with a purple wing illusion. (It’s a birthday present for the governor’s daughter.) They get into some shenanigans.

Word Count: 843

TW/CW: romance

Eli moved his arms, deftly turning himself into another tilted, slow-motion spin. Even his sun earrings floated as if he were swimming. “This is so cool—here, we need to try the dragon wings, while we’re still levitating.”

Ambrose plucked his glass from his hand and placed their cups on the cleaning table. The cleaning gemstones flashed, whisking away the last drops of potion at the bottom of the glasses. As he picked up the glasses and turned, he over-corrected and bumped into the sharp edge of his worktable. “Ow.”

“Hey, there.” Eli grabbed Ambrose’s waist, reeled him back, and turned him around to face him. A flush immediately crept up Ambrose’s neck, and despite the clothing between them, he felt every inch of Eli’s fingers as they slipped away to pour the yellow potion.

“This one might taste sharp,” Eli warned, and knocked it back much the same as the first potion. Ambrose imitated him once more, and scrunched his nose when the predicted sharpness hit the back of his tongue.

“You weren’t wrong,” he started, then paused. His shoulders suddenly felt a little heavy, and he twisted around to see what it was. 

Two dragon wings, wispy, ephemeral, and most of all purple, glimmered at his shoulders. 

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V is okay!

but i love that for both of them. overly dramatic because something is new or because you love it and so does your partner

2 for clh for the oc nominations! also how are you oleg?

Heyyy, V! (is it okay if I call you V?) Doing fine, thanks! Exam season's approaching and WIPs invading brain simultaneously, good times...

2. Whiniest bitch?

I'd say it's Louis, a newly undead monster hunter, but given his circumstances he can be somewhat understood. Still overdoing it with the constant "woe is me". You're undead, you're not happy about it, we get it. Just, chill a little, won't you?

Evgeny takes second place because he's just overly dramatic about everything, so after half an hour you just want to open his settings and tune the theatre kid down a little. Kudos to Lev for living with that for centuries out of his own volition.

me [angrily yet softly, through gritted teeth, while crying]: i love to write