So this is a contest to see who will be my co-writer for Renegade Stories!!! I am running low on motivation, but I want to keep writing!

The Story: https://www.penana.com/story/122156/renegade-stories

Like count is how this will be done, all entries get a free like from me!

Entries are due soon!

This WAS inspired, but I would like to see you guys draw Renegade! If you want, you can try to make your own version of Cat, who I need t make a ref for... Anyways! Have fun!

((Bonus if you share time spent and you put in #Renegade))

Here is the thing... I want to make lyrics for the song you hear on Mount. Silver in the older pokemon games, and I mean the really old ones, not the remakes. So, please help me out here!

RULES; *  No swearing.

*  Pain and death CAN be mentioned, just not horribly much.

*  Be supportive of other peoples' ideas!

write down plots for ur story. well, not rlly plots. like a summary of a book ur telling to a friend. like, for example

"So, there's a guy who's broke and he's a big guy and a hunk so a friend refers him to a home-cleaning and he goes to this other guy's hous who had long white hair. he walked up to the door and the hoouse was big asfuck then a guy opened it and he didnt wear no shirt and yeah"

No rules, be chill, be original, maximum of 4 submissions.

ill choose what is most interesting.

No interesting contests these days. nothing's chill anymore. do whatever you want frfr.

Tell me about you! You don't have to follow any specific rules. I will make my own with some example questions! Luv y'all! <3333 Have fun!!

Welcome to part two of Writer's Collide!I am super excited to continue this (hopefully) on going contest series!

Here are the rules!

Rules:

Swearing is allowed - not too much, you don't want that language to take over your writing

If something is 18+, please make a warning in the beginning of your entry - 18+ is NOT required (I get it, not everyone is comfy with reading these)

Triggers! - If there are any possible triggers in your entry, make sure to address them in the beginning so that your readers know what to be ready for

Author notes - These aren't required, however, I love reading what the author thinks about they wrote and what it means to them

HAVE FUN!!!!

Nothing too too long (But it can be a tad bit long or short)

Your entry MUST fit the prompt

You: Wait, there's a prompt?

Me: Well, yes, there is!

The prompt for this contest is. . .

What do you do when you fall in love with your sister's husband? I've been there. I know how it goes. I hate it. It hurts. let me tell you how I survived this crazy moment in time. And who knows. . Maybe it ended in my favor.

My foot tapped to the beat as my hand moved my pencil wherever it needed to go. I softly hummed and closed my eyes, the breeze stinging my face. Maybe this isn’t toobad. Professor Collins isn’t really to blame but I still get pissed off about the fact he won’t chill out about me falling behind a little. I spun in my chair to see Dylan standing at the doorway; arms crossed while he leaned into the doorway.

“Hey, how was it today?” He asked, clearing his throat.

“Fine”

“Do you need help? You look a little stressed.”

“I’m fine, okay?” I stood and put my things away. My heavy bag is thumping into the closet. The bristles of the cold, purple, light hair brush pulled through my hair. Dylan said nothing else. Instead, he just stood there and looked at an old picture of Lyla and me when we were kids. I sprayed perfume on my neck and wrists.

“You were so young when we met. I remember you two were always together when I came over. He chuckled. My legs carried me over and I took the picture off of the wall and set it face down. We used to be like that. Now? She wishes I was dead I bet.I landed back into my chair and sighed. He came over and crouched in front of me. “What’s wrong?” He has never looked at me like this. Swiftly turning my head, I answered with ‘nothing.’ His fingers touched my face to make me look at him. “Tell me.” My mind was racing a mile a minute. I didn't know what was going on.

“You’re doing it now. Of all people. You. Stop treating me like a kid. I’m not one! You don’t have to be this nice, caring, brother-in-law to me. Lyla won’t care or notice. You don’t even have to talk to me. Stop babying me. Just. . .” a tear rolled down my cheek, and I looked at him. Regret. He is regretful. At this moment, I regret. He wiped away the tears and leaned close to me. His breath stung my lips as we both sat there waiting for something to happen. I hoped that someone would walk through the front door so I wouldn’t have to let him know how I feel. “Dylan. I. . .” Before I could do anything more, his lips were softly pressing against mine. A pulse in my entire body shook me. I shouldn’t be doing this.Weshouldn’t be doing this.I ever so slightly kissed him back

My foot tapped to the beat as my hand moved my pencil wherever it needed to go. I softly hummed and closed my eyes, the breeze stinging my face. Maybe this isn’t toobad. Professor Collins isn’t really to blame but I still get pissed off about the fact he won’t chill out about me falling behind a little. I spun in my chair to see Dylan standing at the doorway; arms crossed while he leaned into the doorway.

“Hey, how was it today?” He asked, clearing his throat.

“Fine”

“Do you need help? You look a little stressed.”

“I’m fine, okay?” I stood and put my things away. My heavy bag is thumping into the closet. The bristles of the cold, purple, light hair brush pulled through my hair. Dylan said nothing else. Instead, he just stood there and looked at an old picture of Lyla and me when we were kids. I sprayed perfume on my neck and wrists.

“You were so young when we met. I remember you two were always together when I came over. He chuckled. My legs carried me over and I took the picture off of the wall and set it face down. We used to be like that. Now? She wishes I was dead I bet.I landed back into my chair and sighed. He came over and crouched in front of me. “What’s wrong?” He has never looked at me like this. Swiftly turning my head, I answered with ‘nothing.’ His fingers touched my face to make me look at him. “Tell me.” My mind was racing a mile a minute. I didn't know what was going on.

“You’re doing it now. Of all people. You. Stop treating me like a kid. I’m not one! You don’t have to be this nice, caring, brother-in-law to me. Lyla won’t care or notice. You don’t even have to talk to me. Stop babying me. Just. . .” a tear rolled down my cheek, and I looked at him. Regret. He is regretful. At this moment, I regret. He wiped away the tears and leaned close to me. His breath stung my lips as we both sat there waiting for something to happen. I hoped that someone would walk through the front door so I wouldn’t have to let him know how I feel. “Dylan. I. . .” Before I could do anything more, his lips were softly pressing against mine. A pulse in my entire body shook me. I shouldn’t be doing this.Weshouldn’t be doing this.I ever so slightly kissed him back

Everyone! I hope that you all enjoy this prompt. Your goal is to add to this story. I wrote this and I wanted to see how other people would write it. It's supposed to be a forbidden love between a sister and her sister's husband. Enjoy! I can't wait to see what you've got!

Alright, you folks asked for it! In honor of hitting 20 followers, I will hold a profile picture contest! Feel free to use my current profile pic as a reference, you could use Picrew, draw it, or take inspiration from something else!

No sexual themes

Little to no blood/gore

Have fun!

-Ash

so i just hit 50 followers, and @Alex_ had a really cool idea... hold a pfp contest. so that's what i'm doing!!

Feel free to use whatever method you would like to create this pfp. i know a lot of people use Picrew.me, so that's a good option. Nothing graphic or too mature in the pfp, please. (no knives, blood, profanity, alcohol, drugs, etc.)

also, if you're doing something where this applies, give credit when needed. no copyright infringement here, guys!

Other than that, i can't think of any other rules. you've got three weeks. have fun!!

Hey guys I'm back at it again with Highschool Love.

I would love if y'all could add your best entry of what you think high school love looks like. It could be a real story or it could be made up.

There is no word count limit so write as much as you would like!

I love reading y'all's work, and y'all are so talented.

for this contest, i would like you to make a map using the unpaid version of a website called https://inkarnate.com/.

ATTENTION: if you use this website and have the paid version, please only use unpaid features. i want this to be as fair as possible.

That's it, really. make a map. it doesn't have to be a real place, i would actually prefer if it wasn't. use a location in a story you're writing, or just start designing and see where it goes. can't wait to see what amazing creations we get. and feel free to put a little description of your map in your entry as well. good luck, all!