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wip re-intro: the beginning and end of everything

(more commonly referred to as tbaeoe)

NANOWRIMO 2023

DISCLAIMER: this is my original work that i am choosing to share with my mutuals and the writing community. plagiarism in any form will not be tolerated.

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genre: new adult romcom/litfic-ish?

status: outlining draft 2, hopefully starting drafting in september

tag: #tbaeoe

summary: 22-year-old ty kassisieh has no direction. on his gap year between undergrad and grad school, he picks up a job at a library nearby, hoping it’ll provide him with a sense of passion. or, at the very least, money, so he can move out of his parents’ house. the library is where he meets jude, a seemingly emotionless stick-in-the-mud hellbent on ruining all of ty’s fun. little by little, ty makes it his mission to crack jude and become his friend. jude caves, and as their relationship blossoms, ty befriends a young library patron named madison who helps him not only to accept his sexuality, but to derive passion and ambition out of life. also there are dogs. 

the characters: 

ty kassisieh (he/him)

- messy enfp and all-around demon of chaos

- pretentious english major bitch with an achillean complex

- has a tattoo of a chair

jude olsen-jacobs (he/him)

- obsessively type-a intj who talks like he’s constantly running for office

- would definitely start a bar fight over the red sox

- lady gaga stan

ada kassisieh (she/her)

- ty’s genius, harvard grad, astrophysicist twin sister. also his only friend

- a true enigma of a woman

- has a panera problem

also featuring:

diane, ty’s mother who is bonkers in the way only a rich white middle-aged mom can be

omar, ty’s dad who is the stark opposite of his wife but they love each other so much

dorothy, ty and jude’s boss who is truly a crackpipe of a human being. words cannot capture.

madison, ty’s bestie from the library who is literally nine years old

uncle hubie, jude’s bernese mountain dog that is actively plotting murder (or so ty is convinced)

this book is my heart. my soul. my love. my everything. hope one day u guys can read it and love it as much as i do <3

taglist (dm to be +/-):

@dallonwrites @rataltouille @ghostsofmemories​ @jennawritesstories​ @smalltownwriter​ @phiwrites​ @lottieiswriting​ @writing-in-liminal-spaces​ @rowansghost​

Hello, out there! I'm a writer who has been on Tumblr for a while (since before the purge). Often I would post things only to delete them later, but I'm planning on changing the habit.

I mostly write whatever piqued my interest. Though if I had to say a definitive genre it would be: Werewolf Fiction, Sci-fi, Urban Fantasy, Paranormal romance, Romance and Romantic Tragedies.

ABOUT ME.

Call me, Mari (she/her)

I'm 24

MY HOBBIES ARE:

Playing video games Reading Graphic designing Colleting toys, vinyl records, and really anything interesting

I have 6 WIPs, currently working on LYRA. A story I'll tell you more about.

April Prompts Day 1 - Ladybug

Featuring: Fera and a brief mention of Vera, who belongs to @pagesofcursive

Pale and cheery, the sun shone overhead. With her feet spread out in front of her, Fera relished in the breeze that swept her short ginger curls around her face. She tilted her head up, squinting and watching clouds glide lazily by. It was a good day.

Sweet green treetops raced down her vision, followed by dense foliage sprinkled with light buds that were chased down by chocolate trunks, a spread of grass and finally, daffodils that shone brighter than the sun. She giggled under her breath as she ran her hands through the short blades, her fingers catching on shallow roots. Brushing her fingers against the edge of a smooth, boxy wooden planter, something clinked among the birdsong. Turning to face the noise, fuschia snapdragons wheeled around the edge of her vision. A tiny clay fairy lay toppled by her clumsy gestures. Sheepishly, she plucked up the periwinkle figure. She paused with the edge of the base resting in place, a flash of orange catching her eye. Focusing her attention away from the figurine she heard it tinkle back down. She winced, but soon forgot as a ladybug captured her gaze. Two horizontal pyramids of dots mirrored on the centre of its shell. The edges of her lips crept up as she laid her chin on her overlapping hands, catlike, as she watched it climb a normally unremarkable clay pot. Although small, the orange critter made quick progress up the black beans Fera was resetting the planter with. It wound its path around the top third of a pole and Fera's heart twisted, knowing it would leave her soon. She hoped it would remain in the garden at least, to join the others she'd begun to see again. She'd seen a two-spot ladybug a week ago, one she'd met right before winter. This amber friend was new. She resisted the urge to catch it; it would be so simple, just to cup her hands around it and bring it inside. She could show her sister, Vera, who loved orange ladybugs the most. It was almost too late now anyway. It reached the top of one of the support sticks. It stopped, as if to acknowledge its audience, as if saying farewell, as if reassuring Fera she would see it again. Maybe she was imagining things. It parted its shell, exposing delicate, translucent wings that extended into the slowly strengthening sunlight. It took off. Fera watched the ladybug for as long as she could, until the glare of the sun cast it into invisible light. A breeze curled around her ankles and a shy thump distracted her search of the sky for her newly lost friend. She bent down with a bittersweet smile, and righted the pale blue fairy with a red dot on its outstretched hand. A friend for them who would never say farewell. Another ladybug enjoying the pale spring sunshine.

Day 1 - love letter

A hundred thanks to @creativepromptsforwriting for the incredible prompts i rely on so much. Thank you

Unfortunately, this is just a snippet as it’s part of an alternate universe that will be posted soon on @pagesofcursive and my collab blog @eve-and-briar so if you want to see the rest shameless plug go follow us there

In the past, Bella had found the most effective way to process her feelings was to write them out. She’d vomit words onto the page and read them back to herself in hopes of getting a hold on the swirling mass of thoughts. 

Hundreds of pages had been filled with loopy, excited script as her projects gained recognition within her family, at school, and in the professional world. Successes tumbled into each other as Bella gained drive and passion and skill. There was no punctuation, no uppercase, no consistency in size, angle, or shape of the letters. Those were her favorite pages.

Dozens more had been filled with sporadic pondering. Curiosity Bella held about the world, unabating and passionate. The limits of space, the capacity of human empathy, true randomness, interactions with other people, and other questions that chased each other around her head day in, day out. All written in a precise, perfect font that she could return to years in the future in the hopes she’d one day discover the answer. 

Scores of pages had been written in a short time; frustrating and disappointing circumstances occurred within close proximity to each other. They weighed on Bella’s shoulders, sat like a stone in her gut, anchored her erratic brain in the worst ways. Angry scratch filled every white space on the page, venting. She’d spend hours hunched over a book, writing so furiously the paper wrinkled and tore under her pen. Recording what she wished she could scream to the wide expanse of space as her internship dreams were crushed, student debt multiplied faster than thought, and customers grated on her nerves at the coffee shop.

Little Intro to Me

Hey everyone. I just realized I should do a little intro to who I am and what I do here.

The name's Yulvin, they/them pronouns

I'm queer

I tend to post whenever and whatever I want

Fandoms I'm in: The Owl House, Creepypasta, a bunch of bands, Riordanverse, Star Wars, writing prompts, and more.

Give me book recomendations. I beg of you

I love old myths and legends. Especially from the USA

I have an OC that I might introduce later, maybe not.

I'm here for a wild ride, not really to get in fights.

This is a safe space. No hate is in my blog

Music is a big part of me, so any music recomendations is welcomed

I'm a terrible speller, so please don't correct my spelling. I know how horrible is.

I play Dungoens and Dragons, mostly fighters and bards

I'm a beatboxer in an A Capella group, but actually do competitions for beatboxing.

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I don't bite. I do bark though.

Welcome to the chaos that is this blog. Enjoy your stay