Beep >:3

……… people don’t know the Olympics originated from Ancient Greece?

Dionysus devotees, how does it feel to still be angering the Christians 1000 years later? We love it.

I just KNOW he’s getting such a kick out of this. Did everyone forget why the Olympics are called… the Olympics???

Don't ever let anybody talk you out of writing or pursuing your passions. Every time you write, you're improving your craft. Every time you read, you're also improving your knowledge of the craft you love. Keep at it, give yourself and your art some grace, and some room to breathe. The only person who can ever stop you from writing is you, and wouldn't that be a shame? You'll never know who might be touched by your work if you give up on it now.

They all turned off their lights for dark skies week ☺️. I bet the sky looks lovely.

Buildings as far as the eye can see, and barely a light is on. It's not dark enough to feel eerie. Not yet.

heir to the throne x commoner dialogue and prompts

@celestialwrites for more!!

♡ "believe it or not you are worth more to me than any throne." "but you've spent your life preparing for this?" "exactly."

♡ the heir bowing to their s/o, for everyone to witness.

♡ "you should not be seen with me." "really? now why is that?"

♡ just days after their meeting, the heir already has a plan set for a second throne.

♡ "my love and loyalty to you will never falter." "what about your crown? your people?" "it. will. not. falter."

♡ the commoner ending their affair because the only way the heir can sit on the throne is when betrothed to a person of noble blood.

♡ both of them fake their deaths to ensure that they are never found out, yet they resurface to claim the throne together years later when the country is on the brink of war.

♡ there is a colour only the queen/king can wear at court (and/or) ball. so naturally, the heir sends their s/o an outfit, made from the fabric of that colour.

♡ "oh, you asshole!" "careful love, i wouldn't want to throw you in the dungeons."

♡ "i want to be the monarch i was raised to be, but it grows harder with each second i spend thinking about you."

♡ writing secret letters that they both hide around the palace.

♡ the heir gifting their s/o a key to the secret royal library that hasn’t been touched by a non-royal in centuries.

♡ “take my crown, take my title, take my heart, it has always been yours to begin with.”

♡ “for the first time in my life i was just (name), no duties, and no responsibilities. you gave me that gift.”

REBLOG TO SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WRITERS!!<3

HEY!!!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! HEY!!! YEAH, YOU!!!!

DO YOU STILL REMEMBER WHY YOU STARTED??? DO YOU STILL REMEMBER THAT DAY WHEN YOU GOT A LITTLE CLOSER TO YOUR DREAM??? TO YOUR GOALS??? DO YOU???

WELL, LET ME REMIND YOU, GET BACK TO YOUR WORK AND START PURSUING YOUR GOALS!!! 🚀🔥

YOU ARE ACHIEVING ALL YOUR GOALS FOR SURE! WINNING IS IN YOUR FATE, REMEMBER THAT!!! 🏆✨

GOD BLESS!!!!! 🙏

(We get lost sometimes, but keep walking the path that will lead you to a better place. Resting is fine, but keep moving!)

-Y.N. / Dark Asher

you read stuff on wattpad for shit and giggles where most of the fics there are reader-inserted ones written in 1st person pov where y/n is a barely legal white girl with blonde hair and blue “orbs” who’s so smol and fragile that she’s dependent entirely on this morally questionable guy who’s killing people for a living but for some reason happens to have a soft spot for her.

you read real actual literature on archive of our own where it’s two middle aged men, who are each other’s sworn enemies, with tragic past, trauma and strong homoerotic tension. and while they’ve made each other bleed, killed each other’s friends and loved ones out of jealousy / possessiveness, lied and betrayed and manipulated, the rawness, depth, complexity and slow burn will keep you up all night, haunt you during your day and possibly change your life forever. and also the sex isn’t just smut. the sex is poetry that puts Shakespeare to shame

sometimes you need dialogue tags and don't want to use the same four

does anyone else write a sentence so good you have to lean back in your chair and just vibe with the sheer power of it? like yeah, i, ME, did that.

“write what you know” is boring. i write what haunts me at 3am.