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I would totally read a book or fanfic about this.
After the druid in your party leaves, a bear strolls up—oddly friendly. Suspicious, the mage casts Speak with Animals. The bear says, "I heard your fake-bear left. I'm real, I'm better, and I'll work for fish, meat, and honey. Deal?"
I breathe in and out angrily, non-existent veins popping in my head.
"WHAT IS THAT BITCH DOING HERE?" I bellow, I turn and look towards the Grim Reaper who shrugs.
"I got no idea man." He says, scratching his head in confusion himself.
"GET HER OUT OF HERE!" I tell my mother even though she's to busy drowning herself in tears. From within my earshot, I hear my best friends whispering to themselves.
"I mean, this is a new low, even for her." They say and I can't yell at them that it isn't my choice.
I scowl and turn towards the uninvited guest in horror as she gives a speech at my funeral.
"I will haunt you for life... Umbridge."
You die in a freak accident and watch your funeral as a spirit. You’re shocked to see who comes to pay their last respects to you.
"But professorrrr," I whined as I balanced my chair on two legs with my feet over the desk,"What if we can't come up with anything original?"
My Magical Theory Professor chuckled,"Well then, you're never graduating then." I pouted and landed my chair down on four feet.
"But they say that everything under the sun has been done." I countered with a frown.
Professor Bilko wagged his finger towards the sky and stars surrounded the room,"Then go to another galaxy."
"This is so unfair!" I groaned again,"I just wanna do Magic outside the academy."
"Not without a license you can't." My grouchy seatmate grumbled, raising his head from his arms that used to fall asleep.
"Duh," I rolled my eyes at him,"Which is why I need to graduateee."
Wizards are not naturally immortal, in fact creating their own form of immortality is their graduate thesis.
'Finally!' I had thought,'Good riddance to this one and a night out with the pals.' As soon as the sword pierced the skin, I knew that something was wrong.
The sword passed through the Demon like he wasn't even there. Instead, I was knocked over my balance and the sword stuck into the mud alongside me.
I gaped at the gigantic thing with red horns as it raised its club over its head. "Wait!" I pleaded.
I barely barrelled out of the way as the club collided with the mud with a THUD!
"TIME OUT!" I yelled while holding my hands in a T position. This wasn't looking too good for me, I was still on the ground and the Red Demon had swung the club over his shoulder again.
He blinked once, and then twice. "Time.... out?" He asked, not comprehending my words. My head rapidly nodded as I helped myself to my feet.
"Yeah yeah." I told him while dusting my hands,"Are you evil?" I asked the demon. In hindsight, that wasn't a question even meant to be asked to a demon of all things. But there were always gonna be exceptions.
"What now?" The Demon asked,"Me? Evil? You're the one who's evil!" He pointed at me accusingly. "You and your human buddies stole my sheep!"
I groaned and rubbed my face with my palm. "That wasn't me and also: I'm gonna go and burn some 'disturbed' landlord's house down."
You go into battle with a powerful sword enchanted to only cut those who are evil. So imagine your surprise when after striking the most vile demon known to man that not even a scratch was made.
covering the other with a blanket when they fall asleep on the couch
making playlists/mixtapes/cassettes for the other
showing the other a meme/video that reminds them of them
smiling at each other from across the room
teasing each other good-naturedly
laying their hand on the other’s leg
embracing them from behind
talking about how much they love the other to their friends/family
giving the other the comfy seat in the car/kitchen/living room/etc.
plugging in the other’s phone when they fall asleep
bringing the other leftovers
rubbing the other’s back when it hurts
looking in each other’s eyes during a conversation
taking a photo of the other smiling or in their element
doing the other’s hair
doing the other’s laundry/dishes
changing the lyrics of a song so it says the other’s name
buying the other something small they mentioned they wanted
winking at the other
putting an arm around the other’s shoulder
letting the other have the umbrella/hoodie
bumping the other’s shoulder when they say something funny
ruffling their hair
laying their head on the other’s shoulder
squeezing the other’s shoulder
fixing the other’s clothes
cleaning the house when the other is at work
leaving cute notes for the other on the fridge
asking the other how their day was
hyping the other up before they do something big
I saw it on instagram and I just had to come here and share it with people, because it's good honestly.
I feel like despite being short (as in shorter than a novel), the story is really captivating and it's wonderful how easy you get in the story, like the whole universe and quest are perfectly built, it's amazing.
Anyway, that were just my thoughts on it, but I don't have any specific education in literature, so I might be saying nonsense.
Also, sorry if I did any mistakes, english isn't my mothertongue.
(Read it, it's worth it)
A mark on your forehead identifies the god you must worship to stay alive, usually by joining its local church or temple. Your mark is unknown, meaning an old, forgotten god sponsored you. To survive, you must either find an old temple to worship at, or do the arduous task of building a new one
"Look, people only call it 'Dark Magic' because they don't know how it works. I prefer referring to it as 'The Old Ways-'" "Cut the bullshit. I just watched you sacrifice a kitten on an altar covered in skulls impaled on spikes. IT'S DARK MAGIC."
You have had an absolutely terrible life and decided to go to the fae realm and start screaming your name, hoping to be forgotten or erased. But instead, the king and queen of the fae have gained an odd interest in your existence.
You’re the half-dragon child of a king and a dragon mother who gave up everything to marry him. When you hit puberty, dragon features start to emerge, and now your father spends his days fending off knights determined to 'slay the dragon.
The princess has been rescued, hooray! But to her dismay the hero isn't young and handsome, instead he's a middle aged divorcee who took the job to pay alimony and child support.
This was never meant to be your purpose, you were just a single intelligence core meant to man a singular flak cannon, but the other cores were destroyed so now you're piloting the ship.
When the villain demanded that you submit or be destroyed you just apathetically shrugged and braced yourself for death. You were surprised when the villain did not kill you and instead offered you a nice, comfortable room and an appointment with their personal therapist.
You are a poor girl selling flowers. Today is your birthday but no one knows. When you return home you find the prince of the kingdom waiting for you with a birthday cake. "Are you sure this is the one?" He whispers to his advisor.
You’ve just been awoken from cryogenic sleep so that scientists and doctors can finally cure your fatal condition. Then you learn it’s been 57000 years since you were put in cryogenic sleep.
You were born in the Medieval Age, but at 15, a time anomaly brought you to the modern era, where a scientist adopted you. Now, 11 years later, they’ve found a way to send you back and asked for your opinion, but your answer is clear: “Hell no.”
What are some chronic illnesses that can only occur in a fantasy setting?
Lilith has been summoned by many in the past. Women who want babies, Men who want riches and fame. But never a child. Looking through the child’s memories, it’s clear to see why he summoned the mother of demons
“You have to understand, the use of love potions is both morally gross and legally r-”, you interrupt the alchemist, and say the potion is meant for yourself.
A group of demon worshippers are about to sacrifice you but what they don’t know is that the demon they follow is your loving parent.
You were born into a family of demons who escaped hell to live a normal life under humans. Your parents told you never to use your demonic powers. That is until you’re kidnapped by a serial killer of your hometown who you decide to teach a lesson.
You can regenerate any part of your body, including brain matter. When you learn that you can do this, you decide to kidnap people and slowly perform “surgeries” on them to transform them into a copy of yourself.
Yesss
It's been a long time since my last visit here on Tumblr, right? So, as a comeback and since you loved my masterpost of websites for writers, I am bringing you my favorite Tumblr blogs to follow if you're a writer and are interested in finding lots of inspo on your timeline, as well as prompts, tips, and useful resources. Shall we start?
@givethispromptatry
@dailystoryprompts
@here-haveaprompt
@dark-fiction-and-angst
@youneedsomeprompts
@deity-prompts
@whygodohgodwhy
@writinghoursopen
@fluffyomlette
@promptsforthestrugglingauthor
@novelbear
@gfuckign
@ghostly-prompts
@worldbuildingprompts
@locationbuildingprompts
@wbqotd
@wildworldwritingprompts
@worldbuilding-question
@thealpha-chronicles
@happyheidi
@enchantedengland
@ancientsstudies
@greeksblog
@yourocdoeswhat
@questionsforyourocs
@oc-question
@oc-dev
@characterization-queries
@oc-factoids
@tag-that-oc
@some-oc-questions
not all of the following accounts post things but they reblog useful info
@writing-with-olive
@tstrangeauthor
@everythingwritingg
@writerthreads
@heywriters
@thewritersphere
@writelively
PS: If you think your account fits any of these categories, feel free to comment! Someone will check it out!!! :D
Yay, ideas!!
Thieves stealing important objects from the main characters and then being forced somehow into a found family situation
Saving a character’s life by doing something like taking an arrow/bullet
By losing a bet with a stranger and then teaming up
Gambling with a shifty character and getting really mad at them, only for them to later end up saving the other character’s life
Meeting the other in an arranged marriage and actually liking them (or really, really hating them)
Or having a chaotic dynamic where they irritate each other but they’re equally chaotic, so they become the mischievous duo in the found family
By bickering over the last piece of food at a banquet
Getting hired as a servant or maid, or some other serving position
By accidentally almost killing a character, only for them to join the found family and literally never stop bringing up that first meeting
because yeah i think it would be helpful if there was a comprehensive list of those, so
ANGST. want to cry? here's some onion for you.
fighting/intense
someone is injured
protective
reluctant allies
shedding a tear
secret relationship--getting caught and confronted
enemies to lovers
corruption arc
sentence starters
forbidden love
101 ways to break the characters (and readers) heart
broken trust
hit em where it hurts
for the damaged
short angst sentence starters
soft angst sentence starters
high pain tolerance
dark and angsty sentence starters
from the villain
SMUT / NSFW. having horny thoughts? endulge.
action prompts
subtle intimacy
sexual tension
kissing starters
smut dialogue prompts
sfw friends with benefits
types of kisses
soft dirty talk sentence starters
consent is sexy
spicy actions
subtle smut sentence starters
nonverbal sexual situations
bdsm and dom/sub prompts
build the tension
love and leashes
FLUFF. for when your heart needs healing.
simple actions.
forehead touches.
things done while spooning
things done while dancing
oblivious idiots in love
idiots in love
dancing prompts
dialogue prompts
simple touches
casual affections
soft and sweet sentence starters
types of hugs
comforting
domestic intimacy
comforting actions
soft touches
BITTERSWEET. for those who like to hurt and then soothed.
reassuring your lover
reassuring your lover pt. 2
sacred moments
hurt/comfort prompts.
hero x villain prompts
lovers in denial
comforting a lover after a nightmare
grumpy x sunshine
enemies with benefits
noticing trauma
all about the yearning
found family
nightmares and sleeping
reassuring
reunion after (physical) trauma
possessive/territorial
for the heavy hearted
enemies to lovers
hero x villain sentence starters
dissociation starters
intervention
enemies to lovers and lovers to enemies
→ enemies (to lovers) prompts
"fine, continue to act like you hate me."
"don't you dare look at me that way. not now, after every vile thing we've done to each other."
"i hate you, i hope you don't forget that after tonight."
"why can't we just let whatever this pointless rivalry is go?"
"oh really?" / "yes, really." / "lying doesn't suit you, sweetheart."
"last time i checked, you guys were at each others' throats. how come you're sending heart eyes every time you see her now?"
"i might not be the best at this thing, but like hell i would let you be better than me."
"this is a one-time thing only. don't let me being nice to you get to your head."
"well, well, well. look who's running back into my arms. i told you that i'm irresistible, didn't i?"
"i am not driving home with you, are you crazy?"
"i may not like you, but i'm not heartless."
"say goodbye to being first place, asshole."
"you sound pretty hot when you shut up."
"you know, i still don't really know why i used to despise you."
"happy second anniversary, honey. remember when you first dumped an entire bowl of soup on my lap?"
"the world could really use some of your silence right now."
"your opinion doesn't matter. next, please."
"it seems like i'm out of fucks to give, oops."
"i don't need your pity."
"there are only three things in this world i truly cannot stand: you, you, and you."
"any time something bad happens to me, you've always been there. are you cursing me or something?"
"take your time, darling. hell's happy to wait for you."
"fuck you." / "i'm flattered, really, but no thanks."
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When my best friend said her house was haunted and needed a demon hunter, I rolled my eyes. But the second he walked in? My fear turned into… something else. He stayed for a week, purging the ghost — or demon, or whatever — from her house. Funny thing though… Shortly after, my house suddenly became haunted too. So naturally, I called him. Again. For the ghost. Or the demon. Or whatever. For as long as it takes.
Write a piece about a fake haunting