( a collection of magical realism starters. adjust phrasing as necessary.) feel free to make edits to better suit your muse, but please don’t edit or add on to the original post ♡ if you like, please consider supporting me through tips
"Did you notice how the flowers in the garden bloom in patterns that mimic constellations?"
"I swear, the painting in the hallway changes every time I look at it. Yesterday, it was a serene landscape. Today, there's a storm brewing."
"I met a man in the market who claims he can hear the whispers of trees. Do you think he's telling the truth?"
"The old librarian told me she’s been alive for over a hundred years, and she showed me a book that ages backward."
"Every time I play the piano, it feels like the notes are guiding my fingers, as if the music has a mind of its own."
"I have this strange ability to see people's memories when I touch their hands. It's both a gift and a curse."
"This necklace I found seems to glow when the moon is full. I've never seen anything like it."
"Grandma's mirror doesn't just show reflections; it shows glimpses of the past and the future."
"The café at the end of the street only appears when it rains. Have you ever been inside?"
"There's a hidden garden behind the school that only children can see. They say it’s where dreams are planted and grow into reality."
"The new neighbor claims she can brew potions that change your fate. Should we believe her?"
"He says he can read the stars to predict people's destinies, but his predictions are always so eerily accurate."
"The river in the forest runs backward during the full moon. No one knows why."
"Every night at midnight, the streetlights spell out messages in Morse code. Have you ever tried to decode them?"
"Lately, the wind has been carrying whispers, like it's trying to tell us something important."
"I've noticed that the shadows in our town don't quite match their objects. It's like they're alive."
"There's a legend that if you light a candle at the old crossroads at midnight, you'll meet a guardian spirit. Do you dare to try it?"
"In our village, they say that singing to the dawn brings good fortune for the entire day. Have you ever wondered if it really works?"
"I've found a door in my house that leads to different places depending on the time of day. This morning, it opened into a meadow."
"They say time moves differently in the old clock tower. Spend an hour there, and a day could pass in the outside world."
i am obsessed with the imagery of him holding a golden fan just below his eyes and gazing over the city
highly proficient in all makeup, cosmetics and accessories, you need to dress up nicely for a fancy occasion he can have you looking like a goddess just give him some time
he sits in the sun a lot, when he had the exuvia he would sit on the tallest mountains and sleep in the sun
Unlike the other archons zhongli is closely attached to the sun, he is like the sun in many ways, he guides people, brightens their lives, plants and life thrive under his care
However the sun is still deadly, those who get too close to him burn up in his presence and those who keep their distance are trapped in the shadow he casts and lose themselves, like the sun in the sky he is meant to shine brightly all by himself
i am obsessed with the imagery of zhongli sitting in a bathtub and all of his draconic features just come out one by one, first his arms turn gold and then come his claws. Next comes the horns on the top of his head as his hair grows longer and longer. Last is the tail which flops over the edge of the tub
He can't sing but he has some talent with instruments, a habit he picked up from being around quizhong, ping and venti for so long, he can work with string instruments best
He will pat your head, he can't help it, if hu tao has her hat off and she makes him smile that hand will be on her head
crazy thought of the liyue gang playing hide and seek, like xiangling, xingqiu, yunjin, xinyan, hutao and chongyun playing this huge game and they run all over the city it becomes a huge affair at one point xiangling is "it" and she can't find anyone but she comes across zhongli sitting in his favorite spot at third round knockout and she's like "sorry to disturb you but have you seen hu tao" and he smiles and is like "well i don't know about the director but i saw a blue haired exorcist up at the terrace he might be around the glaze lilies" and xiangling thanks him and goes to chase chongyun down, zhongli whispers behind him "she's gone" and then 4 of them, xingqiu, yunjin, xinyan and hutao just poke out from behind him (they want to keep hiding behind him but with a smile he shoos them away to play the game properly)
zhongli is painfully popular you can take the man out of the archon but you can't take the archon out of the man
zhongli likes to keep the moon by his side specifically the people who are like the moon; guizhong, venti, xiao, azhdaha, rukkha, ganyu the list goes on and on -perhaps they are naturally drawn together its unclear who gravitates to who but even liyue itself is a beautiful moon he can cling to
zhongli can petrify things with his hands, just lightly brushing his fingertips over anything will encase it in stone and with a short breath it will crumble to dust
mr. workaholic the reason why we never see him at work and always on vacation is because he goes crazy and completes all the paperwork and it scares hutao so she kicks him out (but then he spends all his money so he has to come back the cycle never ends)
as a consultant zhongli takes on many jobs if they hire him from wangsheng he’s quite expensive though ganyu tries her best to direct the qixing away from him but some things are unavoidable and they require his assistance
A vampire alchemist who has created a synthetic human blood serum, not only to satisfy his hunger without hurting anyone, but to be able to donate blood.
A fae who only takes people’s names if they no longer want it and even helps them find a new one. She also guards nice humans from scams and takes people with nowhere else to go into the fae realm.
An elf so germaphobic he isolated himself in a castle that is magically kept pristine, with enchanted crystals creating purified air and visitors having to go through an intense regime of disinfectation before being able to enter.
A siren whose voice is so hurtful to the human ear that sailors will go out of their way to avoid getting anywhere close to her home.
A ghost that’s basically a disembodied soul attached to a sheet of cloth. It takes care of the old mansion it lives in and constantly forgets that it cannot go through solid objects.
A dragon that inhales fire and actively seeks to keep things from burning down. They also seek out hidden treasure to give to those in need and have scales that are really squishy.
A person who turns into a werewolf every night except during a full moon and is barely a functional human being throughout the day, only managing somewhat by drinking an excessive amount of coffee.
A succubus who is absolutely revolted by anything remotely sexual and feeds off of hugs, pats, cheek/forehead kisses, hand holding and cuddles instead.
A necromancer who’s going out of their way to seek out any dead souls rummaging on the Earth and talk them into going to the afterlife.
On every What is Wednesdays I will explain a trope, a rhetorical device, or a literary technique in a few sentences. Put in the comments what you would like me to explain next.
What is... a drabble?
What is... dead dove?
What is... archetypal characters?
What is… deus ex machina?
What is… whump?
What is... plot bunny?
What is... canon vs. fanon?
What is… a headcanon?
What is… a plot hole?
What is… retcon?
What is… WIP?
What is… a sequel hook?
What is… a crossover?
What is… crack?
What is… a rarepair?
What is… a red herring?
What is… fluff?
What is… smut?
What is… OOC?
What is… a missing scene?
What is… Coda?
What is… a trope?
What is… Alpha vs. Beta Reader?
What is… a cliffhanger?
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Old Chinese houses are an inexhaustible creative space in terms of wooden interiors. To me, something alike is associated with childhood memories of a countryside house in Zhejiang.
Photo: ©遗产君
Architecture details from my inspo folder
Sight
people patiently waiting for their trains, lost in their phones
passengers running down the platform to catch their train
someone struggling with all their baggage
small children running around
people waiting for their loved ones
a sad, but sweet goodbye
an excited and happy hello
people drinking and eating on the platform, waiting for their trains to arrive
people getting confused at the ticket vending machines
passengers waiting in line at the service desk to complain or to find a new route
people routinely checking the time and arrival of their delayed trains
Hearing
passenger trains arriving and leaving the station
the beeping of the doors opening and closing
the whistling of the conductor when the train is about to leave
a freight train speeding through the station, making it impossible to hear anything else at all
announcements of trains arriving, being late or being redirected to another platform
announcements about being careful to not let their baggage unsupervised and to only smoke in designated areas
pigeons flying around
passengers running down the platform, screaming for the train to wait for them
Touch
the stickiness of the floor
the gush of wind when a train drives through
Smell
that specific smell of every train station, that can't be pinpointed
the smell of fresh pastry from the bakeries inside the station
the smell of fast food and old oil
the smell of pigeons living inside the train station
that specific smell of train tunnels
the smell of cigarette smoke coming from the designated smoking area
Taste
stale air on the roofed platform
overpriced coffee or tea to go
sweet kiss goodbye
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this got Numbers on twitter so i’m posting here cause i literally have nothing else going on but working on my webcomic which you can read here and support here
nothing will ever amaze me the way fanfiction authors do. like, you wrote silly little stories about my favorite little guys? and i can read them?? for free??? that’s fucking wild.
you poured your heart and soul and very being into your writing and then put it out there for anyone to read? insane.
you spend a truly incredible amount of time writing novel-length, high quality stories, again, FOR FREE, that anyone can read, again, FOR FREE??
shoutout to every single fic author in existence, you guys are fucking incredible and i love all of you so much
The idea that some pagans have that you cannot view a deity as a lover, a close friend, as your child, as your parent, is so funny to me as someone who is both Hindu and pagan
In bhakti, there are different types of Bhava, or feelings. There is Shanta Bhava, where the devotee is peaceful. Dasya Bhava, where one serves the deity wholeheartedly and finds joy and bliss in service. Sakhya Bhava, where the deity is a friend of the devotee. Vatsalya Bhava, where the devotee sees the deity as their child. Madhurya/Kanta Bhava, where the devotee sees the deity as their lover.
And to call these practices "humanization of deities" just feels disrespectful to me. If you don't understand it then that's completely fine. But to disrespect forms of devotion just because you think it's "too weird to be real" is just not okay.
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