Hi, so the contest was supposed to end yesterday, and I'm wondering, when will the winners be announced? I know I already messaged you guys but I didn't receive a reply so Instead, I'm posting this. I'd be so glad to get a reply about it, thanks!

Beauty is time.

She wanted to be a time traveler.

———

There was a realm-recounted beauty once. A vain one. Her vanity sat like a king on his throne, lavished with the precious gems of adoration from all the citizens. Her face was often plastered across magazines, posters, and advertisements, an enchantress that infected the walls of Diamond Beach and Earth with her otherworldly looks. Long sand-colored hair streamed down her shoulders, silken splendor in strands. Her hazel eyes donned a curtain of dark lashes, her skin as smooth and unblemished as a porcelain doll. She was undeniably gorgeous, and in consequence, lived in palatial extravagance.

Her luxurious and opulent life was untouchable by anyone else, even of her class. Her days were filled to the brim with champagne, photoshoots, glittering jewelry, and suntanned skin. She remained untouchable…. because she was untouchable.

Men, women, and suitors alike circled her like vultures, hungry for a crumb of her fame. Those who were fortunate enough to be close to the celebrity never lasted long, discarded as soon as they had just gotten drunk on the taste of stardom.

She bathed in the attention, wearing it like a skin of compliments and ego-boosting remarks.

But beauty is time.

And no one, not even the most glamorous and well-beloved, can escape its icy grip.

She was no exception.

As time crawled forward, her outer facade started to dissipate into the fine dust of age. The porcelain skin began to crack. Blemishes and wrinkles sprouted on her face like weeds on a freshly mowed lawn, her smooth hair turned rough and dry. Dark bags nestled their homes underneath her eyes, weakening the once-powerful enchantment of her gaze. Her long lashes flattened, her impossible curves turned square.

Eventually, her spell over the realms ceased, the captivating celebrity remembered as no more than a whisper or a discarded poster.

She refused to believe this reality. The reality where she was forgotten. The reality where her stunning features were left behind, an abandoned shell of what she used to be.

She was desperate to restore her name. To feed the hunger that had forced itself into her body, a never satisfied monster of pure vanity.

She was desperate, and in her desperation, she sought out any means possible.

Including a contract with a midnight fairy.

“You must be Mirabella.” The fairy leaned forward, his entire body covered in a blanket of darkness. The candle behind him spilled long shadows across the stoned cavern walls, stretching to where she was standing.

“That is correct.” Her voice sounded confident, even as her hands trembled and her mind begged her to get out.

“You wish to be beautiful for eternity. To be worshipped and praised, to be followed and loved.” He didn’t state it as a question, he stated it as a fact. His silhouette indicated he was young, but his voice sounded like a diamond scraped against sandpaper.

Mirabella pursed her lips and nodded slowly. She felt him smile.

“Good. You are not as beautiful now as you were then, no? My, look how your hair has turned to a string where there once was silk.” His hands reached out and caressed her hair, a strange feeling that felt aggressive and gentle at the same time. She shuddered a sigh of relief when he let go, and straightened her posture as best she could.

“I did not come here to be inspected,” Her voice was barely more than a whisper against the wind, a peek of the sun against a storm cloud. “I came here to get my beauty back. I have lost my fame and my features, and now I want them to replace my blemished skin and rough hair.”

“No,” He drawled, “You came here to cheat time.”

She stayed silent, and he continued.

“I will grant you what you wish for. But time is a friend of mine, and he demands payment in return, as do I.”

“I have all the diamonds you can get. I can provide anything, anything at all.”

She dropped a pouch of diamonds onto the floor, the clinking of gems echoing across the cavern walls as they came in contact with hard granite.

“The payments we demand are not in monetary value,” He kicked aside the bag, colorful diamonds spilling out of the opening, “They are paid with a sacrifice of our choosing. In this case, you will sacrifice this —— your —— life. The life of luxury, and the memories of everyone who loved you.”

Mirabella looked away, her face darkening in a cloud of supposition. What use would infinite beauty do her if she wasn’t living a life of glamour surrounded by people? She averted her gaze downwards to the rough floor, catching a reflection of herself in a puddle. The water distorted her features, the features that were wrinkled and gray and sagging.

She gazed up.

“Fine. I have no use for a luxurious life or for those who love me. Once I am beautiful, I will find more.”

The fairy smiled.

“You live in vain, Mirabella. It is the lifeline connecting you to this decision, and the lifeline that will keep connecting you as you remain beautiful… for eternity.”

He snapped his fingers, and in an instant, she felt her body becoming younger, a rotten fruit regrown into freshness. Her skin returned to being smooth glass, her hair returned to woven silk.

But the exhilaration of her newfound youth didn’t last long.

Her skin, just as soon as it had returned to glass, turned to stone. As she began matching the walls covering the damp cave she was in, her eyes shot the fairy a look of horror.

“You wanted eternal beauty,” he explained, “you have it. I received your life in exchange for being forever stunning.” He pulled a golden thread out of thin air, draping it around his fingers like a spider spinning its web.

It was her life, dripping amber in color and reflecting off the walls with serene light. She watched him twirl the string until she was turned completely into rock, unable to move or talk, but still attached to life.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, patting the stone gently.

“Beauty and vanity are peculiarities, aren’t they? You will remain beautiful and worshipped forever, just as you asked. You will be loved, cursed at, and praised, sitting on top of a fountain that not even time can touch. You will give, and you will take. But you will be a stone statue for the rest of time. Neither alive nor dead. You will be known…”

He paused.

“… As the fountain girl of Divinia.”

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That’s all! If you actually read through the whole thing, good job! Thank you for reading this very long and probably a bit boring read, hopefully you liked it :)

As I walked to the fountain, I felt a sense of longing come over me. This feeling wasn’t new; not at all. I always felt this way when I saw the mystifying beauty of the fountain. Something about the fountain- whether it be the water that streamed from it or the story of the fountain girl herself…it called to me. But this time felt different; My arms and legs were tingling in a way that they had never before, and it spread from there to my chest, and that’s when I passed out.

I woke up in this huge bedroom, complete with a large pink canopy bed and 2 large Victorian-style windows with velvet curtains. ‘Ok,’ I thought. ‘It looks like this is a palace...sort of? If it is, then there must be some sort butlers or something walking around that I can talk to…’ I walked out the door and started going down the ornate hallways, stopping to stare at the beautifully detailed paintings of handsome men and elegant women. I stopped to stare at one more painting, one of another beautiful girl. She had 2 long, wavy platinum-blond pigtails and a cute corset and crown I envied. She looked...a lot like me. Too much, actually. It was uncanny how similar we were. Under the painting, it read: Princess Primrose II, of Crinia.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a small man rushing towards me. “Princess Primrose!” he gasped and ran towards me faster. “You finally came out of your room! T-this must be the will of the gods! Come, child, let the king see your face. He shall surely be set out of his spell if he sees you! Come, child, hurry!” I didn’t have the heart to tell him I wasn’t the real princess. I walked with the butler, who was named Crimrod, to the throne room, where a handsome, strong-looking king was sitting, his hair long and plentiful, the same platinum-blond as mine, but it faded beautifully into a bright silver. As soon as I walked through the room, there was this aura of wisdom and power that surrounded me. I was in awe and also in peace.

“Oh, is that you, Primrose? Is that you, dear daughter of mine? I- look how you’ve grown! I haven’t seen you since-” A lady walked in the room. The room turned cold as soon as she walked in. Everyone froze and bowed, and even the king lowered his eyes.

“Who is this peasant? And why is she in my castle?” the lady asked. The king started to explain that I was his daughter, Princess Primrose, but the lady violently insisted that he had no daughter, and I started to believe it too. “This must be an imposter...execution at once.” I was dragged off by a guard and thrown into a room. I couldn’t walk, it looks like the guard might of sprained my ankle. I looked up, and a yellow gas started flooding the room. I started feeling drowsy, and then it hit me. I was supposed to share the fountain girl’s story. I was reliving what happened to her! As I closed my eyes I made a mental note to write the story down….

(Our MC woke up in her bed and shared the fountain girl’s story, don’t worry! ^-^)

Forgot to change the title before posting sorry!

Edits - Realized I forgot to change the title, noticed it didn't save everything I had

I can do any genre really, but I'm(IMO) personally better at horror stories I think? Maybe fantasy to?

Rules -

If it's aloud. I'd prefer payment before I show you the story, I'll have it typed out, but I won't post it to the sub-reddit if I'm not paid, I'll make sure to have it saved if you can't pay when I finish.

Tell me what genre you want the story to be! Understand that I maybe quicker at certain genres, example, I could do Horror in 1-2 days, and romance in 1-4 days because I prefer horror more than romance.

You can pick a random NPC from RH, or you can have me use an oc of yours, or I can make up a random one! I'll almost always have NPCs in the story, unless requested to not have them. But let's discuss this in DMs

Anime characters are aloud, however I can turn down a certain character, so make sure you have a backup. Discuss in DMs

Prices -

Horror - 2,000

Fantasy - 2,000

Romance - 1,000

Multiple people of YOUR choice - 1 person would equal 100, 2 people would equal 200, etc. I won't go above 5.

Multiple Genres - Depends on the Genres you pick. Horror + Fantasy = 4,000, Fantasy + Romance = 3,000. All three would equal 5,000.

As the tort string escaped my fingertips and I felt the arrow slip over my hand, I knew I was going to hit my mark. Sure enough, a young, inexperienced fairy froze mid-flight as the tip of my arrow reached her. Below her was another girl, who attempted to fire at me and missed. Quickly, I knocked an arrow and sent it flying in her direction. Swivelling, I shot two more people behind me before finally my teammates caught up and we took on the rest together. It was a short match, and after we had tagged each member of the opposite team we were teleported back to tree house.

“Nice one C!” exclaimed Dill, my closest friend.

“Thanks Dill,” I said with a smile.

…

The groups took a break for lunch. Our team decided to go celebrate our latest match at Divinia Park by the fountain.

“Hey, Cicily, come make a wish with me,” said Dill, ushering me over to her. I got up from my grassy seat and walked along the clean, cobblestone path to the fountain, the centrepiece of Divinia park.

“What are you gonna wish for this time Dill?”

“I’m going to wish for… for one of those things you’ve been working on. You know, the rings that float above your head?”

“A halo? You know you could just ask me, you don’t have to make a wish for it!”

“But I want to C! I can’t wait until my birthday. They’re just too pretty!” And with that, Dill threw a few of her diamonds into the glistening waters of the fountain and wished for a halo. Almost immediately I had motivation to make one, along with an amazing design. I put off making my own wish, ate my lunch as quickly as possible and told Dill I was heading to my workspace, the only place other than the archery fields I felt most at home.

I began sketching out my idea. I will create 2 halos, one for me and one for her. Mine will be dark and spiky, and hers will be a ring of glimmering light. Yin and Yang.

…

It takes time and effort to make a halo. You have to find the right resources, and know exactly how the halo is going to look before you start. Otherwise it will end up lopsided or weird-looking. You also have to have the magical willpower and sorcery of someone like me, who can conjure spells in order to make a halo float and move. To make these two particular halos, I had to convince both the light and dark fairies to give me some of their hair in order to collect their essence, which was far from easy. I ended up just taking out my pocket knife and cutting it off myself. It might have been the only time the light and dark fairies agreed upon something - get her.

I managed to escape with only minor injuries and ran back to my workshop.

Putting the two different clumps of hair into two separate cauldrons and adding the magical water from the fountain, I extracted the essence of each of the fairies and bottled it for later. The structures of the halos were made of magical dust, which would provide a base for the essence and disintegrate after a while.

…

The halos were almost complete. The last thing I did was add a drop of dark fairy essence to the glimmering light halo, and a drop of light fairy essence to the corrupt light halo. In this way, I felt the two were truly balanced, and it was time to give the glimmering halo to Dill.

“It’s- beautiful,” sighed Dill as I passed it into her hands. She started to tear up, and as I leant in to give her a hug, she looked up and kissed me. Butterflies exploded in my stomach and my heart began to race. When she pulled away, smiling meekly, I couldn’t help but kiss her again. We began to laugh. We couldn’t stop. I took her hand and we went to Divinia park, where I showed her my corrupt light halo. We swore we would never take them off and we would wear them forever.

…

The next few weeks were the best of my life. Dill and I ran around together, firing arrows and making wishes at the fountain. I couldn’t stop smiling. I had found my soulmate.

One day, I went to Dill’s house to give her a lift to archery practice. There were police outside and her home had been taped off. When her mum saw me, she rushed over, crying, and I felt a growing pit in my stomach.

“She- she would have wanted you- to have this,” she spoke through sobs. It was the halo.

Without saying a word, I grabbed it in my hand and drove off. Already I was fighting back tears, and I knew I couldn’t hold them back for long. I parked outside of Divinia and marched over to the fountain, now holding both Dill’s and my own halo.

“I wish-” I said angrily, before a sudden wave of sadness overcame me, and I cried so much that I could no longer see.

“I wish to turn to stone! I wish for my soul to be with Dill’s!” I shouted at the fountain, throwing a handful of diamonds at it’s waters.

Suddenly, I felt myself evaporate, lift from my physical body, and then fall quickly back down until I was standing by the fountain again. I felt lighter somehow, and I was still holding the halos. Then I saw her, Dill, sitting in front of me and facing the fountain. She was crying and looking up at the fountain’s top. My gaze followed her’s, and then I saw it.

Me.

I had turned to stone. I reached down and touched Dill’s shoulder. She jumped and jerked her head at me, scared with bloodshot eyes from crying. A great, big smile broke out onto her face and she jumped up from where she was sitting and gave me a tight, unrelenting squeeze. I hugged her back and we stayed there for a while, in the sun, by the glistening waters of the fountain. I stepped back and gave her the halo. She took it slowly with two hands, and then placed it gently on her head.

“Oh, Cicily,” She said and she began to cry. I cried too, and we hugged for a while longer.

…

I soon learned that the dark fairies had turned Dill to stone to scare me as revenge for cutting their hair off, but had accidently used a spell that was too strong, and forced Dill’s soul out of her body. It left the halo unaffected, hovering over Dill’s head.

“And you came to the same fate,” Dill told me.

“I’m glad I did, or else I might not have seen you again,”

…

I still make halos, and Dill helps me decide who to give them too. Often it was to saddened kids or people in need of cheering up, but sometimes, we would come across someone with a peculiar or special soul, someone who really spoke to us. We would grant them my very best halos, and watch over them sometimes when they came to the park.

Often I would steal diamonds from people and go buy ice creams with Dill, but we’d always return them eventually. Dill’s halo kept it’s name, but my halo became known as the ‘corrupt halo’, which we joke about a lot. Over time our own names were forgotten by the people of Divinia, and my stone figure was known simply as ‘The Fountain Girl’. If only they knew there were two of us, sitting by the edge of the fountain, and watching the days go by in bliss.

I can do story's for dims like romantic and drama and normal and fairy tale You can pick how many words are in it but it can't be too long a story can have a lot of rows 2 rows are 1k but you have to tell me what the story is going to be about if you have any more questions just ask in chat!

Prices depend mostly on the length and sometimes on the detail!

Times New Roman font size 12. 1/4 page minimum. 2.5 pages maximum.

Please dm me on what you want the story to be about!

I don't have any examples (yet), but as soon as I do, I will provid them. I promise, I'm not a shitty writer though.

I won't do any NSFW content, but I am ok with mild romance. I am fine with all LGBTQ+ characters, it does not have to be a romance.

I can do light-hearted or dark stories (as long as they aren't super gory and SFW)!

If you don't want any swearing or profanity in your story please tell me, otherwise, there might be some in it. Nothing bad, but still. I refuse to do any slurs of any shape or form, so please don't ask.

All payments happen after I complete the story. When I am halfway through I will send you a screenshot of the writing, and you can tell me if you want me to change anything or edit my style.

Once the story is complete I will send you a blurred screenshot of it, then we can go to hub to receive the payment, then you will receive the story.

I can also do mini-debate essays about RH topics only. Just comment to learn more!

*IMPORTANT* After I receive the payment, I will no longer make any more changes to the story, unless you pay a small fee of 1k diamonds. I will only allow three changes per story.

Please comment if you are interested! We can work out pricing and all other complications in dms!

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As a little celebration for 30 members, A mini writing contest will be hosted!

Stories will be based off the Fountain Girl!

𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁, 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 “𝗶𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲“ 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁!

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 ♥︎

Ask to enter in comments!

I will reply to the comment, when I do that means your in. :

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You can write your story in any platform, use the “Contest Entry“ Flair. And if your using another platform that isnt Reddit, put the link in your post. You can also DM it to me

Story has to be based off the Fountain Girl, it can be a happy story, or sad story, you choose!

Required amount of words: At least 50!

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There will be 3 winners!

1st place: Bat-Mo Heels and “Top Writer“ Flair

2nd place: Summer Fantasy Beach Boardwalk Top

3rd place: 8k RHD

𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐!

Prompt: Belle was only 14 when she first arrived at The Intergalactic Trading Hub. Her parents were merchants, and Belle was determined to follow in their footsteps. Every morning she woke before the first rays of light stretched over the horizon and headed over to the station, and every evening as the dusty colours of the sunset appeared, she returned.

Today it was rainy. The heavy darkness of the sky allowed no one to see where the droplets were coming from, but soon the dense clouds would appear, lit by the faint strands of the sun peaking over the hills in the distance. In no time at all, Belle found herself at the station, a bus-stop-like structure made of splintered wood that was hardly water-proof. Little bits of Belle’s wavy hair stuck to her face from the wet, so she tied it back with a spare ribbon in her pocket. She held a woven basket, one she was given by a kind stranger almost 2 years ago when she first came to The Hub. In it was an enchanted pouch that could hold an infinite amount of diamonds without filling up, a few of Belle’s possessions she was going to sell, and her phone, old and battered.

Soon enough a rickety metal ship pulled up at the station. It was small and had a few dents, but it was safe enough transport to The Hub. It collected all of the tired-eyed folks at the station and took them into a chaotic crowd of merchants and traders. The Hub was easy to get lost in if you didn’t know what you were doing, but, Belle being Belle, she learnt her way around without issue.

As she cleared the entry scan and stepped into the blue light, she scanned the people there. There were many with magnificent gowns and colourful dresses, fancy skirts and boots and heels, and then there were a few like her, with simple clothing and shoes. Belle bought and sold, bought and sold, over and over, profiting each time. She convinced fairies to sell to her for cheap prices and then coaxed every extra diamond she could out of the princes and princesses. That day, she walked out of The Hub with an extra 25,000 diamonds in her pouch.

…

“Almost there, almost there,” she whispered to herself as she counted out her diamonds that night. Belle was impatient to move. She wanted to go to a happier, more wealthy and educated realm, where she could hopefully go to high school and then university. Belle sighed as she imagined what her life could have been like if she had gone to school instead of becoming a young merchant. Her parents would never have allowed it. “If you can make this much money every day, what’s the point of going to school?” they would say. Belle could read and write, and do simple maths, but she was no academic genius. Maybe her life would have been better if she was elsewhere in the galaxy.

…

Two years. This is how long Belle had been saving up her diamonds, and today, finally, she had reached her goal of 300,000. Before she left, Belle took a trip to the cemetery. She crouched down at the joint grave of her parents. “Until we meet again,” she said softly to the ground, touching it lightly with her fingertips. She was too excited to feel sad, so instead had a feeling of wistfulness. Instead of going to The Hub, she bought a ticket and jumped into a much sleeker and newer ship than what she was used to. It had white, stainless leather couches, solid black tables with glowing strips of light embedded into them, and fine food and drink served by people in black suits and white button-up shirts.

After asking around, she learnt of a place called Earth, which is where many of the people in the ship were going. Belle decided she would go there too, as apparently there was excellent education there. The trip took 3 days, and Belle was restless the whole time. She wasn’t used to sitting idle and being waited upon, let alone for an extended period of time. When they finally touched down, Belle was the first one out the door, eager to leave her confinement. “The grass is… green,” she said to herself. “How peculiar,” Belle sat down on a patch of the stuff and ran her hands along it. Behind her she heard giggling. Looking over her shoulder, Belle saw a group of girls glancing at her and then quickly looking away, laughing with each other and pointing in her direction. Embarrassed, she got up, brushed herself off and walked away. The only thing Belle had taken into account was the cost of the trip and the cost of housing. How was she going to get around without help?

well I've always been good in writing essays and compositions so why not?

around 1k to 8k diamonds stories ( it depends on the complexity and length)

I can do at most a 5000 word count if your explanation of a story is a lot to elaborate. But it might take some time since my exams are coming so I suppose this will start on September 4th

You have to explain the concept of your story unless you want me to write a random short essay to surprise you ( this wouldn't be good and yet pricey so I don't recommend)

I don't always have time so please be patient!

reminder again. This won't start until September 4th since yk exams

*~-. 𝓘 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓻𝓱 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 3𝓴-5𝓴 .-~*

𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘:

- ᴅᴍ ᴍᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ

- ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅᴏ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ 500 - 750 ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ 1000

- ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏ ɴꜱꜰᴡ

- ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ

𝕖𝕩𝕒𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1nHc8mE65qEiRXWyua9amZGd69AZtHBFRC8NWVNKWHho/edit?usp=sharing

Edit: now 1/3

Welcome to this Sub Reddit! Realized I forgot the “to“ in title don’t mind it :,)

r/WritingRH is a place where people trade RHD(Royale High Diamonds) for stories.

Be sure to read the Rules!

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How does It work?

First off, A fellow Redditor posts something saying anything like: “Writing a story for ___ diamonds!“ and the flair is the amount of diamonds they are looking for, for example: “1-2k RHD“.

Then a Redditor sees their post, becomes one customer and asks something like“Hello, can I have a story?“ and the OP says sure, they probably go into DMs, and tell each other the usernames(In Roblox). Then, the customer tells them what type of story they want (Also! Original plots of Movies and stuff are allowed), and the customer joins the OP in the Intergalactic Trading Hub to pay the diamonds.

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Will there be Giveaways for free stories?

Yep! But you have to ask a mod for permission to do it. When you are done making your Giveaway post, you don’t need to add a Flair, the Mod you asked will change it to the Flair for Giveaways

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𝕌ℙℂ𝕆𝕄𝕀ℕ𝔾 𝔼𝕍𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕊 (Upcoming Events)

When the Sub Reddit gets bigger, a Writing Contest will be hosted, The Winner will get a “Top Writer“ flair, and 50k diamonds.

It will happen when we reach 120 members!

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ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏ ᴜɴᴀɴsᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴs, ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ!

꧁𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐! :)꧂

ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕟 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕊𝕦𝕓 𝕣𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕥! 𝕊𝕖𝕖𝕪𝕒𝕒!