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This took forever but hopefully it was worth it anon <- did not expect this to be like. 900 words. Anyway ART HEIST AU POGGGG
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"If Mumbo wasn't our client, what do you think his role in a grift would be?"
Grian's voice is a soft slip through golden hour, pitched low to avoid puncturing the bubble they've built between two trees and the roofline. Fifteen feet up and hidden within the foliage, they have unfiltered access to the ebb and flow of Craft Museum's clientele; the crowds have thinned as six-thirty creeps forward on dying knees. In about twenty minutes, the last honeyed rays of the setting sun will douse themselves against the horizon– but until that point, Grian has time to kill.
What they never tell you about heists is how long you spend waiting. Casing a location takes time; past the heady buzz of a new assignment are days, even weeks, of studying shift changes, security systems, building plans, and the object of interest itself. Ninety percent patience, ten percent actual thievery– and while the adrenaline rush is worth it every time, between those crystalline snapshots lies nothing but dull monotony.
So, inane questions. It's better than trying to play I Spy.
For one taffy-stretched moment, Scar doesn't respond. Unlike Grian, whose eyes began wandering an hour ago, his gaze is glued to the sky; whether he's counting the minutes to nightfall or admiring the colors is anyone's mystery– though if Grian had to hazard a guess, it's a little mixture of both.
Then Scar rolls his shoulders and says, with the teasing nonchalance Grian has begun to associate with all of their interactions: "Oh, eye-candy for sure."
Grian chokes on thin air. "Scar!"
Scar's head shifts, neck craning to display how his brows leap into his hairline. "What!" he says, eyes far too wide for genuine innocence; a common tactic for him, though it's been some time since it's worked on Grian. "It's true! He'd make a great distraction– he's got the suit-look going for him, and that luxurious mustache–"
Whatever else Scar says is lost in a rush of grey static. As with all people, Grian is a great many things: cocky, thieving, and selfish account for several of them. He's the kind to covet, which can be dangerous in this line of work– you never make it farther than your front door if you can't learn to let things go.
Unfortunately for all of them, Grian is also possessive– over items, jobs, people– and in the face of this fatal flaw, the gilded snarl of teeth that snaps between his ribs shouldn't catch him so off guard. He reels anyway, punch-drunk and lightheaded, a haze of red smearing behind his eyes. Grian fumbles to cover it with another indignant splutter.
"Don't flirt with our client!" he snaps when he can risk words, appall dripping from every syllable. "We're supposed to be professionals!"
Scar has the actual gall to shoot him a wounded look. "I am plenty professional," he protests. "Besides, he's not even here right now– it's not flirting if they can't hear you say it."
A dozen barbed retorts sizzle to life on Grian's tongue in response to that, stinging his gums with a vitriol far too strong for the circumstances. He opens his mouth, lips peeling back from teeth–
Nestled in his ear, Grian's comm crackles; a harsh, grating buzz that drags his heart all the way up into his throat. Beside him, Scar jumps as well, throwing out a hand before he can upset his balance.
Mumbo's voice is an apologetic stumble tripping over itself. "Sorry, um, just thought I'd let you both know this channel's still open. I can hear you." A beat. "Sorry."
The glance Grian exchanges with Scar is mute, wide-eyed, and brimming with chagrin. Without breaking eye contact, Grian reaches up and switches his comm to off.
After a moment's hesitation, Scar mirrors him.
"I cannot believe you," Grian hisses the second he lowers his hand.
"Now how was I supposed to know the channel was still open?" Scar shoots right back. Then, with damning accusation: "I don't know why you're getting so bent out of shape about this, G– it's not like I don't talk about how good people look all the time!"
"But not the clients," Grian stresses, steamrolling past his own hypocrisy. "There's professionalism involved here, Scar, we can't just– just go around– complimenting everybody!"
Scar's lips part, only to flatten back into a thin, straight line. Ruddy sunlight slips over the bridge of his nose, painting his profile in flame; Grian's lungs hitch without permission. Even half his face cast in shadow isn't enough to conceal the stark, appraising glitter growing in his eyes.
"You've never had a problem with it when I do it to you," Scar finally points out, cadence threaded with a creeping, thoughtful edge.
Grian's throat dries. Holding Scar's gaze becomes an exercise in futility– his eyes drop to skitter across the roof, snagging on a sharp crag in the tile next to him. One finger taps against his knee, keeping time with the rabbit beats of his pulse. Between two trees and the roofline, Scar's stare threatens to strip Grian down to his last, raw, aching nerve.
Speaking takes a few attempts; he has to clear his throat twice before his voice jogs out of it. "Let's just… focus on Mumbo's painting," he mumbles at last, once the silence has stretched far beyond the event horizon. Then, clamping his jaw shut, Grian shifts his attention back to the skyline– past the heavy, dragging weight of Scar's scrutiny, and the way it boils, persistent, across every inch of his skin.
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woodelf68 · 2 years
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Safe In Their Father's Arms
Based on a post by @lokijiro and @haeva , about Young Loki falling asleep on the couch (or pretending to be asleep) and Odin carrying him to bed. Part of my Tumblr Prompt Fics series.
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Loki watched the flames dance in the nursery hearth through half-lidded eyes, the applewood logs scenting the room pleasantly. He stretched out his legs and nudged Thor's feet with his own; Thor, his head at the other end of the couch they were sharing, nudged him back. They were both already bathed and dressed for bed; Loki blinked heavily, finding it increasingly hard to keep his eyes open, soothed by the crackle of the fire and the comforting murmur of his parents quietly talking on the other couch and knowing that he had absolutely nothing that he needed to do for the rest of the night. His eyes shut as he slid into that pleasant place between waking and sleeping, aware of how comfortable he was and still able to hear his parents' voices, but their words lost meaning, washing over and around him and reminding him that they were nearby and Thor's feet were tangled with his and it was warm and companionable and he was happy.
The only thing that would be better, he thought distantly, was if it were his mother's lap under his head instead of a pillow, and her fingers running through his hair, but that would mean that it was one of the nights when Father was too busy to come to the nursery at bedtime, and he and Thor and his mother would all sit on one sofa, and he would curl up small and lie down with his head on her lap to be petted, and he loved the way he never had to ask for what he wanted, she always knew, but even the pleasure of his mother's lap was not enough for him to wish away the pleasure of his father's presence, of being the focus of his attention as he told them stories after their bath, until he and Thor had slid down onto their sides to listen more comfortably, growing sleepy and not objecting when the last tale had been told, hoping if they were quiet that they would be allowed to stay where they were instead of being sent to bed.
Loki smiled to himself as he remembered how Thor had tried to get a tale of a battle, but Father had learned long ago that such tales riled Thor up too much at bedtime and were best saved for during the day...
"I think they're asleep," Frigga whispered a little while later, having been watching both boys for any sign of movement. She was leaning comfortably against Odin, her shoes discarded on the floor and her feet tucked up under her skirts on the couch.
Odin studied his sons' faces. Near enough asleep, at any rate, he thought. "Want me to put them down for the night?"
Frigga stretched and sat up. "Yes, please. As much as I would be happy to sit here another hour watching them sleep, I do have some things that I need to attend to before I seek my own bed tonight. "
"'m not asleep," Thor mumbled into the pillow without opening his eyes.
Odin smiled as he rose from the couch. "Oh, are you not? Then you'll be getting up and taking yourself to bed, yes?"
Thor made a noise of negation. "Comf'table," he explained.
"All right, Prince Lazybones," Odin said, amused, keeping his voice low, and braced himself as he bent to scoop Thor up into his arms, earning himself a squeak of surprise from Thor, his boy's eyes fluttering open before he settled again without complaint. Thor was getting heavy enough to make it an effort, but a warrior who could not carry a fallen, injured comrade to safety was not worth his salt in battle; damned if he was going to let the weight of a stripling lad trouble him overmuch.
Frigga smiled as Odin carried Thor into the boys'' shared bedroom and got up to look down upon Loki. He had not stirred, his lashes lying dark against his pale cheeks. But her mother's instinct told her he might not be quite as dead to the world as he looked. "Loki," she said softly, running a gentle finger down his cheek and brushing the corner of his mouth. It twitched slightly under her touch.
"if you're awake," she said, "do you want your father to carry you to bed or shall I?" There was a pause, and she was just about to bend to gather him up, when he answered in the same muzzy voice that Thor had, without opening his eyes.
"Father."
"Very well, I'll say good night to you here, then." There would be plenty of times, she knew, when he would lift his arms up to her asking to be carried; she did not mind him preferring his father when Odin was here, and in fact was always happy to watch the way the boys glowed when they had their father's attention. Not that her little firefly had any glow left in him tongiht, Frigga thought with amusement, bending and kissing Loki's temple, and smoothing back his night-dark hair. "Sleep well, and may your dreams be filled with all of the things that you like best." She straightened as Odin came back into the room. "I saved this one for you too," she said, smiling. "I hope you don't mind."
Odin gathered Loki to him, and one of Loki's hands half rose to curl lightly into the fabric of Odin's sleeve and he automatically turned his face to bury it against his father's neck with a faint sound of contentment as Odin settled him against his shoulder. He pressed a kiss into Loki's unruly curls. "Nay, never." He considered his next words. 
"To have the trust of a sleeping child, that they barely rouse when I pick them up, that they feel themselves to be safe in my arms? To carry them to bed is not a burden, 'tis an honour and a privilege and I shall cherish being able to do so until such time as they outgrow it. Besides," he added wryly. "They look so sweet when they're asleep." 
"They do, don't they?" Frigga agreed with a smile. "Perhaps it's nature's way of reminding a tired parent that all the work is worth it." 
"Mm. Do you remember when Loki was a baby, and how he could not settle back to sleep if he woke unhappy and one of us was not there with him?" Sometimes he had wondered what was even the point of having servants, but other times --
 Frigga gave a soft huff of laughter. "I do. Nanna was so apologetic every time she had to seek one of us out with Loki fussing in her arms. I think if she hadn't had Thor to look after as well, that she'd have been worried about losing her job."
Odin snorted back. "She got used to it, though. I have a distinct memory of her marching straight into my study one day, holding Loki out in a way that suggested she was prepared to just set him down on my desk and leave if I didn't take him from her. She informed me quite firmly that Loki wanted his father, and damned if he didn't stop whimpering almost as soon as I took him from her. I have to say I was always quite flattered when he did that." Other times, Odin thought, he had liked knowing that Loki preferred him to a servant, that he felt safe in his father's arms. Quite unconsciously, despite the fact that Loki had not been a babe for a very long time, he began to sway gently in place, that same rhythmic motion that all parents learned to keep a child calm and soothe them back to sleep when they needed a little help. 
"Never doubt that he still wants you," Frigga said softly. "Still needs you. He managed to mumble that he wanted you to carry him to bed instead of me while you were in the other room with Thor." 
Odin bent his head just enough to press his face against Loki's hair for a moment, feeling like he'd just been given some kind of award in parenting. There were times when he was stricter with the boys because had to be a king as well as a father, times when he could not be present for things that were important to them because he could not escape some duty. Times when he wondered if he was being a good enough father to them. But then there were times like these, when it all seemed easy, and everything was perfect, and yes == he looked down at the face of his sleeping child -- it was indeed all very much worth it. 
"Come on then, my little raven," he whispered. "Let's put you to bed."
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me-writes-prompts · 3 months
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:-"The things romantics do" fluff prompts-:
(So so soft✋🏽🥺 tag me!)
By @me-writes-prompts
Kisses. Everywhere and anywhere.
BACK HUGS>>
Asking you for cuddles constantly as you come back from work
Pretending to be upset with your roasting jokes
Drawing you and them together
Writing a poetry for you🫶🏽(when will it be my turn to receive one😭)
Tracing patterns on your arm or your back when they gaze silently at your peaceful sleeping face(because they woke up earlier than you)
Those reassuring smiles and whispers in you ears when they know you’ve had a rough day
Preparing a movie night with all of your favorite snacks and plushies while you two snuggle up
Cooking for you, not because they know how to, but because they know you don’t feel like cooking.
Their little dance when they know they’ve managed to charm you and make you smile/giggle 🥺🥺
Booking a vacation secretly and then surprising you with the said vacation :’)
Morning decorated bath just for you <333
Making breakfast and bring it to your bed
The glances at you filled with love and adoration
Late night talks and gossips that you’re both on
Random gifts and or notes they leave you before going to work
Have your hand in theirs everywhere you go
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You know what trope I desperately need but never see? A traumatized character who's never had a day of comfort in their life trying to comfort one of their friends, and just failing. They're making things worse, their friend is angry, and they're confused and scared. Give me the angst in a moment that was supposed to be fluff.
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celestialwrites · 1 month
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jealousy dialogue + prompts ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
@celestialwrites for more!
♡ “why don’t you just go back to her?!” “who?”
♡ “if you want (character) gone just say so!”
♡ character A talking with an old friend while character B just sits and watches. [little did they know, the old friend was talking about how lucky A is to have B.]
♡ “i never took you for the jealous type.” “i. am. not. jealous.”
♡ “maybe i didn’t like the way (character) looked at you!”
♡ “aw, darling, are you jealous?”
♡ character A being oblivious to a random person flirting but character B swoops in to ‘save’ character A from a bad flirt when in reality they were just jealous.
♡ “you’re jealous of (character)? hun, you could do so much better.”
♡ “i saw the way he looked at you!”
♡ character A gets jealous over their old fling who they swore they hated. [chaos ensues]
♡ “why do you look like you’re about to stab me? you’re not jealous, are you?”
♡ “why are you so insecure about this?” “i don’t want to be used again!”
♡ “what’s the matter with you?” “i don’t like the way (character A) looks at (character B)”
REBLOG TO SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WRITERS<3
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quinnylouhughesx43 · 9 days
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Chirps
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has been edited as of 4/27/24!!
summary: Luke’s long term girlfriend is a beautician. The team chirps him about his unruly curls so he goes to see her at work.
warnings: profanity
The work day had just come to a close when the bells on the door jingled signaling someone had just entered. Out of instinct your head jerked to look towards the door. Thankfully, to be greeted by your sweet boyfriend who usually wore quirky half smile. Only tonight he was your stress stricken looking boyfriend. After swiftly leaning the broom that you had in your hand back up against the wall, you quickly approached him. “Luke? Is everything alright? You look like you did the day of your draft…” You let your voice drift to almost nothing as you reached him. He didn’t make a sound. Only made grabby hands, just like your toddler nephew does, signaling he wanted to hold you. Moments passed where the only sounds were the music still playing over speakers and your alls breathing. “The guys are chirping me about my hair again. Even my own brother is in on it this time.” His mumbling almost inaudible as he’s pressed his face down into your neck. But after two years of dating and three years of friendship prior, you’re a Luke Hughes mumbling specialist. Luke lifted his head and rested his chin atop of your head.
He pulls out of the embrace and starts pacing while he keeps rambling about the absurd claims his teammates have made recently. “They’ve gone as far to point out that my girlfriend is a professional beautician for all sorts of people. Celebrities, athletes, everyday people, and I go around with an unruly mop of whatever.” He stressed the importance of ‘I’ and made a gesture to himself when talking. You grab ahold of him by the waist pulling him back into your arms. Unable to watch him pace any longer. “They go on and on about how they don’t know how you’re not embarrassed of me.” His voice waivers at the end of his statement. “You.. you’re not embarrassed of me are you?” His voice completely cracks, he can’t stay in your arms he has to look at your face. You feel a fragment of your heart break. Pulling out of the embrace completely, he turns away unable to look you in the eyes anymore. You can tell he’s struggling. You know he grew up with kids bullying him for his curls and how unruly they could be. Kids are cruel but they are kids. It’s something that happens growing up. It isn’t something that happens when you’re 20 and surrounded by professional athletes. Or at least it shouldn’t. Reaching out to grab his hand, you slightly tug him at him to come back into your arms. Loosely holding him with one arm, using your other to be able to lift your hand to cup his cheek softly. Running your thumb across his cheek. “Baby I promise you, the last thing I am is embarrassed of you. I am nowhere near being embarrassed. I love you every way that you are. Hair unruly. Hair fixed. I’d love you if you had me shave your head. But please don’t make me do that. I love your curls so much. You’re perfect the way you are.” Luke exhales a breath he was holding since you had pulled him back to you. “There is only a couple things I am and those are, proud of you beyond what words can express, in love with you more than you know, and the luckiest girl there has ever been to be your girlfriend.” The two of you holding eye contact, nothing but pure love shining in your eyes and contentment breaking through Luke’s. He slowly begins to relax. He is still far from letting himself forget and let go what’s happening with the team, but knowing that the most important person to him doesn’t care how he looks and when he looks it.
Taking a moment to contemplate a way to help him further feel better, you rub your thumb slightly across his cheek again, he leans into it sighing. “What if we experiment on styling your curls baby? I have different products for curls. Curly hair is all different, so we can try one and if you don’t like it we can try another?” Luke slowly nodded, feeling even better already. Although he trusts and believes what you just told him about loving him in anyway he looks, he also knows you’re doing this for him. He has always been your soft boy. Luke is apprehensive, always considerate, questions his actions, and wants you to be a part of his decisions. That is until you’re both having your alone time, then he is a completely different person. And well that is a story for another time.. Luke sat down in your chair waiting for you to gather whatever it was that you were going to try first. His eyelids were beginning to feel heavy, he knew it wouldn’t be easy to stay awake once your fingers were in his hair.
Only after a few short minutes of working working shampoo through his hair, his eyelids fluttered shut. It was so hard to have to wake him up to move back to the other chair. His groggy face was precious as he teetered over to the seat and plopped down. Moments later you looked in the mirror and caught a glimpse of his face. The sweet boy had fallen asleep again. Finishing up quickly you decided to let him rest instead of waking him to go home, you leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and a ‘I love you Hughes’ before cleaning up your station again.
After cleaning everything up, you locked everything up and decided to wake Luke up. You two really needed to leave. “Lukey, I’m done. Let me drive you home.” Instead he pulled you in his lap and mumbled an I love you. Giggling an I love you back, you patted on his chest and insisted he get up. “Baby please let me sleep” he whimpered. “You can sleep when I get you home. I’ll stay with you if you get up.” You bargained. He opened one eye to look at you. “Do you promise? You’re not going to just leave once you drop me off?” “No lukey, let’s go”
At Luke’s the two of you get changed into pajamas quickly. You are both so exhausted. Luke lays down first, so you have to crawl over him to “your spot”. “Hey (y/n)” Luke whispers. “Yes?” “Thank you for loving me for me and not for being in the NHL or for being rich or for having a boat or for having a-“ you cut him off with a soft kiss. “Luke, we met before you were drafted, before I knew you had a boat, before you had money. None of that matters to me now that I do know. Just like you said. I love you for you. and well your unruly curls are plus.” You say eliciting a groan from Luke. “Not funny. Goodnight baby girl, I love you.” With his last words for the night, you cuddled as close as you could into his side and let your eye lids close. Mentally telling yourself to text Quinn tomorrow to go off on Jack for what he’s done to Luke’s confidence.
**edited and majorly updated 4/27/24 ♡︎
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fairyhaos · 7 months
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How To Fucking Write: a guide by fairyhaos
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[masterlist]
this post details:
DIALOGUING INTERESTINGLY
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hi gays and gals! the first post on starting and pacing a story did really well, so "how to fucking write" is back, with yet more advice and tips for everyone ^^ please feel free to let me know if there's something you want me talk about, because i'll be more than willing to see if i can help. also a reminder that i have a taglist for this series as well, and please reblog if you find this helpful :)
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# - HOW TO DIALOGUE.
.. bullet point one : grammar
okay guys, as a native english speaker, i'll be the first to tell you that this language fucking sucks in terms of its grammar, but when it comes to dialogue, understanding how it works even to some extent will help you branch out and vary the way you write dialogue, which makes it so much more interesting.
with dialogue tags (said, asked, etc) if the punctuation mark in the dialogue is not a ! or ? then it should be a comma.
example : [junhui + castle]
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as you can see in the first line, a comma is used rather than a full stop, because the sentence hasn't been finished yet. there's a dialogue tag, ('you correct'), that comes after it. and since the pronoun 'you' isn't a proper noun (i.e. a name) then it shouldn't be capitalised, because, again, the sentence hasn't been finished.
with action tags however, (he smiled, he stood up, etc) then it should be a full stop.
example : [i just made one up bc i don't use this a lot lmao]
"I disagree." He stood up, and walked over to close the door. "This isn't safe. You shouldn't go alone."
and now, since there is a full stop, it indicates that the speech is a sentence all by itself. that means the next word ('He') ought to be capitalised.
but the key part when grammar-ing dialogue in order to make it interesting depends on where you put the action and grammar tags.
if you constantly have lines that are just:
"dialogue," he said.
"dialogue," she said.
"dialogue but a bit longer," he said.
... then it can get repetitive, and annoying. by varying your dialogue structure, it can create more interesting dialogue.
example : [minghao + password]
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there's a variety of dialogue and action tags being used with each line of dialogue, preventing everything from sounding too repetitive.
the first line starts with a normal sentence, and an action tag. the second is a standalone line of dialogue with no tags. the second has the action tag in the middle of the dialogue. and the last has a dialogue tag in the middle of the dialogue.
by varying the ways in which you write your dialogue, it makes everything a lot more interesting.
.. bullet point two : verbs and adverbs
the easiest way to make dialogue interesting, though, is to use fancy words.
this can be by replacing 'said' with a range of other dialogue tags (see this really comprehensive list for a whole variety of different words), but i'd advise against overusing these. 'said' is your friend! it's the invisible dialogue tag, helps your reader read through your dialogue in comfort, but of course, if you wanna add a nuanced way of describing the dialogue, then replacing 'said' is the easiest way to make your dialogue interesting.
but don't overuse these. for me, i'd focus on action tags and adverbs.
use interesting adverbs that add description to how a character is saying something can go miles. and using action tags that break through what could have been a long section of characters just talking? it helps so much.
i'd recommend having onelook thesaurus open as you write. you don't have to type in just words: phrases, the overall vibes of the word you're thinking of, all of that can be typed into the thesaurus and they'll provide you with pretty good results each time.
it also really helps when you've forgotten a word and can only remember vague bits of what the word should feel like.
.. bullet point three : voices
the best way, however, is ultimately to create a character. write a personality for them, bring them to life, think about the way in which they would talk and then put that down onto paper.
it's difficult, perhaps the most difficult to do, because it's also so tricky to advise someone on how to do this. it's all about the character you want to create, the personality you envision for them, and the only person who can fully write that is you.
however, i would find a few 'ticks' of theirs and use them as indicators in your writing.
for example, in my seoksoo long fic, seokmin's tick is that he always "chirps" what he's saying. and beams. a lot. this identifies his character, makes him unique(ish), and establishes his personality and differs him to the other characters.
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but ultimately, it comes down to word choices, when you're writing a character voice.
like, your character describing something with elegant, floral language vs them going "this is so pretty". or perhaps making them stumble over their words when they're panicked vs them simply just going silent when they're flustered.
it's about being specific. about making choices with your words that would have english teachers analyse and unpick your writing, hundreds of years later.
(even if it's fanfic. especially if it's fanfic: because who knows how many fans may join your fandom in the next few years?)
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... and that's it ! if anyone has anything else they want advice on (how to structure, how to write dialogue, how to plan etc) then just shoot me an ask, because i'd love to help however i can :)
tagging (comment/send ask to be added!): @selenicives @stqrrgirle @weird-bookworm @eternalgyu @blue-jisungs (tough luck guys btw but youre gonna be tagged in this entire series ehehehe)
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iamafanofcartoons · 1 year
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Tumblr Folklore Stories/Blogs Directory/Masterlist
There are so many great Tumblr Blog stories here! But things are best when organized! Here you are! I’m going to use Tumblr Blaze in a couple weeks to spread this to everyone, but if all of you can reblog this to everyone you know, we can spread the joys of Tumblr to EVERYONE!
Credit to https://www.tumblr.com/dannnnnnnnnnnnex/700073427344736256/love-how-tumblr-has-its-own-folk-stories-yeah-the
The God of Arepo (graphic novel 1 / 2 / 3) (ebook)
The Monster of Sentan
The Witch’s Cat
Raise Both Children
Stabby the Roomba (honorable mention)
Cinderella Marries the Prince (comic)
My Arch Nemesis Cynthia
Pirates and Mermaid
Eindred and the Witch
The Demon King
The Cornerwitch
Grandmother Beetroot
Apocalypse Daycare Worker
Grandmother Accidentally Summons a Demon
New Year Saga
A Story About Changelings
Ranger in the King’s Forest
The Difference Between a Hare and a Rabbit
Goblin Men (Canines)
Faceblind Prince Charming and Cinderella
 The human who died of radiation poisoning after repairing the spaceship
The defeat of the wizard who made people choose how they’d be to be executed
Doctors Without Borders
The Queen with Three Cursed Children
25. Tiny Dragon with one coin hoard
26. Haunted house
27. Shark hero was about to go rogue
28. Grandma lives in the woods comic
29. A Different Aftermath comic
30. Battery (microstory but I love it so much)
31. It’s A Date comic
32. Supervillian kidnaps rival’s kid and they want to stay
33. Narrative Town
34. I have been hired to clean the wizard tower comic
35. Robot Apocalypse
36. The Statues That Do Not Weather
37. Kushiel
38. Tooth Fairy
39. Alien abduction
40. Felonious wish-granting
41. When humans met actual space orcs
42. Space cousins
Well, now they’re categorized.
 https://www.tumblr.com/inkvoices/700033965299531776/love-how-tumblr-has-its-own-folk-stories-yeah-the
https://www.tumblr.com/lightningladybug/699931426130444288/love-how-tumblr-has-its-own-folk-stories-yeah-the
https://www.tumblr.com/blitzlowin/699840636252225536/love-how-tumblr-has-its-own-folk-stories-yeah-the
Also, this is a RWBY-positivity BLOG, so please watch RWBY
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greatgigintheskiess · 5 months
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Classic tropes/prompts in parental stories <3
The kid wakes up in the middle of the night because of nightmares and is too scared to sleep by themselves, so they sneak into their parental figure's bedroom, begging them to sleep together
Hide and Seek
Parental figure carrying the kid piggyback
Tickle fights! (no need for explanations, that's just adorable qwq)
Kid falls asleep somewhere and the caretaker finds them, bringing them to their bed
Caretaker and the child fall asleep on the couch together while watching a movie <3
Caretaker takes the kid to a fair, playground, restaurant or shopping, just spending the day and having fun together
Winter! (picture snowball fights, sleighing, buliding a snowman, hot chocolate, baking cookies, Christmas presents)
On a cold winter day Caretaker notices that the child is freezing so they draw a gentle smile and say: "Come here", pulling them under their coat to warm them up
Caretaker gives the kid their clothes, which are waaay too large for them so they are sitting there in a oversized sweater and Caretaker rolls up their sleeves
(and for a bit o' whump :D) Child gets injured/sick and the caretaker has to tend to their wounds or nurse them back to health
Stargazing together or catching some fireflies (I have a soft spot for that one <3)
Or just both of them cuddling under a blanket in front of the fireplace while rain and thunder is rumbling outside :3
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keyotosprompts · 2 months
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you see me like a ufo (that's like never)
angsty assorted relationship prompts (platonic and romantic)
⇴ person a and person b have two different dynamics. person a needs constant attention while person b can go weeks without talking to someone.
⇴ ^^ "we–i can't do this anymore. sometimes, i really need you, and you're just not there."
⇴ person a tries their hardest to reach out to person b, but person b barely ever responds. person a leaves person b for other people, and person b is deeply hurt.
⇴ ^^ "you replaced me! do you have any idea how that feels?" "i never replaced you. you meant the world to me! but that was never reciprocated! the phone works both ways."
⇴ person b desperately wants to see person a again, but their relationship has long tarnished and person b thinks that person a probably doesn't want to see them ever again
⇴ person a and person b have stopped talking for a long time, but some of person b's belongings are still at person a's house.
⇴ "it didn't work out between us." "are you sure that's all?"
⇴ "i'm tired. i'm tired of this relationship and i'm tired of being the one who is continuously trying. i give up."
⇴ person a caves and lets person b back into their life, knowing exactly what happened last time.
⇴ person b desperately wants to get closer to person a, except person a only gives out minuscule details about themselves. this makes it much more frustrating when the two of them argue.
⇴ ^^ "how are you going to ask me to understand you when i don't even know you?!" "what."
⇴ person a not being good with people, and person b expects a lot out of them and the relationship. person a is easily overwhelmed but too nervous to express this with b, until it finally comes up one day.
⇴ person a is too attached while person b cuts off people too easily. person b cuts off person a randomly, and person a is left wondering what they did wrong.
⇴ "what did i ever do to you? why did you leave?"
⇴ "we don't work together. there's not a single universe where we would make it as a couple, and i think that you need to accept that."
⇴ "i want you back." "you need self-control."
⇴ person a always comes back to person b when they have no one left. person b feels bad for person a, and always welcomes them back in. person b knows there's no chance for anything to happen between them.
⇴ "i have to go, i can't stay." "i know." "then why did you ask." "just... i wanted to see you one last time."
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Fic Titles: Song Edition
Part II
I can't steal you (like you stole me) - You, The Pretty Reckless
Spinning all these stories - Skinny Bitch, Lena Meyer-Landrut
It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon - Lemon Tree, Fool's Garden
When I watch the world burn (all I think about is you) - Doom Days, Bastille
Let's compare scars (I′ll tell you whose is worse) - Swing Life Away, Rise Against
Sunsets and silhouette dreams - You be the anchor [...], Mayday Parade
Who could deny these butterflies? - Remembering Sunday, All Time Low
As we say our long goodbyes - Run, Snow Patrol
Naked bodies look like porcelain - Love, Daughter
I wish you were a stranger - Over my head (Cable Car), The Fray
Send my regards to hell - Blame, Bastille
We do fall before we rise - Blood & Glitter, Lord of the Lost
Our hearts beat (control them) - In spirit golden, I Blame Coco
Admiring from afar - we fell in love in october, girl in red
The safest place to hide - MakeDamnSure, Taking Back Sunday
I am my own worst enemy - The Consequence, You Me At Six
My lover and my best friend - Rehab, Rihanna
It's a sign that someone loves you - Don't swallow the cap, The National
There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin - Take me to church, Hozier
The wonderful mess that we made - Flaws, Bastille
Drink the poison lightly - I'm not the one, 3OH!3
Saving life in the dark - Believe, Yellowcard
To warm the cold side of the pillow - Hunger of the Pine, alt-J
I'd probably still adore you - 505, Arctic Monkeys
You killed me with your smile - Tonight, Reamonn
Mistaken for strangers by your own friends - Mistaken for strangers, The National
Three whole words and eight letters late - Fireworks, You Me At Six
You say you love me and you roll your eyes - Everyway that I can, Sertab Erener
I'm so surprised you want to dance with me now - Pink Rabbits, The National
To distract our hearts from ever missing them - Youth, Daughter
More titles!
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What is a good way to start a novel? (sentence frames)
Are you a creative writer struggling to get started on your next project? Do you find yourself staring at a blank page, unsure of where to begin? Fear not! Here are some sentence frames designed to inspire your creativity and help you generate story ideas.
Get to know your main character
[Character name] was not your typical [profession/role]; in fact, they…
Despite being [adjective], [character name] had always felt…
[Character name] had a secret, one that they had kept hidden for [time period]…
As [character name] looked out the window, they couldn’t help but wonder what life would be like if…
[Character name] had always been drawn to [hobby/interest], but had never had the courage to pursue it until…
The day [character name] met [another character], everything changed…
Setting the scene
The town of [name] was known for its [unique characteristic], but beneath the surface…
In a world where [fantastical element] was commonplace, [character name] stood out because…
The [building/location] had stood abandoned for [time period], but on this particular night there was [an event]…
The [place/location] was famed for its [unique characteristic], but [character] found themselves drawn to [thing]…
Introduce conflict
[Character name] had always believed that [belief], until [event] forced them to question everything.
When [character name] discovered [secret/revelation], they knew they had to…
The arrival of [character/object] in [setting] threw [character name]’s life into chaos, as they…
[Character name] had always been content with their [status quo], but when [event] occurred, they realised that they could no longer ignore their true calling.
The arrival of [character name] in [place/location] set off a chain of events that would uncover long-buried secrets and force the [people of location] to confront their darkest demons.
Show character growth
[Character name] had spent their entire life [doing/believing something], but now they began to wonder if…
As [event] unfolded, [character name] realised that they were capable of…
[Character name] had always been afraid of [fear], but in the face of [challenge], they discovered…
[Character name] used to [old behaviour], but now they [new behaviour]…
As [character name] faced [challenge], they discovered a [new strength/quality] within themselves…
[Character name] never thought they could [achievement], but with [catalyst], they learned to [lesson]…
Create suspense and mystery
[Character name] knew that [mystery/secret] held the key to [goal], but the closer they got to the truth…
As [character name] delved deeper into [investigation/quest], they began to suspect that…
The [object/clue] seemed insignificant at first, but as [character name] examined it more closely, they saw [detail].
[Character name] had a nagging feeling that something was off about [person/place/thing], but couldn’t quite put their finger on it until [event].
The [sound/smell/sight] was hauntingly familiar to [character name], but they couldn’t remember why until [event].
Explore character relationships
[Character name] had always looked up to [other character], but now they began to see them in a different light because [event/change].
Despite their differences, [character name] and [other character] found themselves drawn to each other because of [detail].
[Character name] knew that [other character] was hiding something, but they never expected [revelation].
[Character name] and [other character] were once inseparable, but [change] meant they grew apart.
[Character name] never expected to find a friend in [other character], but [character detail/event/location] brought them together.
[Character name] couldn’t shake the feeling that [other character] was hiding [secret] from them.
Remember, these sentence frames are just a starting point to help you generate ideas and get your creative juices flowing. Feel free to adapt, combine, or expand upon them to suit your unique story and writing style. The most important thing is to let your imagination run wild and enjoy the process of writing your novel!
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me-writes-prompts · 8 days
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-:“We’re definitely just enemies, and not anything more” Enemies to lovers prompt :-
(*Wink wink* tag me if you write these.)
By @me-writes-prompts
“I want to wrap my hands around your throat, and choke you until the life in your eyes die down.” “Kinky.” ;)
“It’s funny, isn’t it? How we always end up, in the same place, at the same time.” “It’s not funny, I know you’ve been stalking me. That’s how we always end up together.” “Stalking? You? *scoffs* in your dreams.”
“Well, if it isn’t my favorite human being on the earth!” They say with fake excitement. “Oh thank you, but I regret to not say the same.”
“If you don’t care, then why are you holding my hand?” “So I can drag you down with me if we fall from this cliff/edge.”
Just deadass staring daggers at each other, and communicating with their eyes.
“Fuck you!” “Love you, too.” They say, blowing a kiss.
“I hate being in your presence, I hope you know that.” “You’re literally sitting half on my lap.” “Because there is nowhere else to sit!” (There was only one couch *snickers*)
“It just so happens that I put on my nicest outfit, just to find out that you’re my blind date.”
“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you want to murder me but also like…you want me.” 😏
“It’s impossible not to hate you.”
“Look, I win. So back off okay?” “Stepping on my toe and reaching the ceiling is not winning.”
“Shut up before I-” “Before you what, huh? No, say it. Let me see if you can finish that sent-” *shoves the nearest thing into their mouth*
“Come here, let me see the cut.” “No.” *sighs and walks up to them* “Let. me. see.”
“You’re not that good looking, alright?” “So you admit I’m good looking?” “What? N-no. Never.”
“I love you.” “Huh?” “Is the last thing I would be saying, so get that delulu thought out of your mind, and leave me alone.”
“You’re such an idiot. Who steps on a knife unknowingly?” “It was in the middle of a dumpster, I didn’t see it!” “Someone needs glasses.” “Shut up!” (This is so random lmaooo)
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autisticjoys · 1 month
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“You’re supposed to be dead!”
“Yeah, about that…”
“I mourned you!”
“I know, but listen…”
“I’ve been crying myself to sleep every night!”
“Sweetheart, you really need to…”
“And you’ve been alive the ENTIRE time?!”
“ACTUALLY, if you would just let me finish…”
“Why? Why would you do this to me? And why come back now?”
“I DIDN’T.”
“You’re here RIGHT NOW!”
“Yes, but…”
“Why come home at all?”
“We’re NOT home!!!”
“What are you talking about?”
“This isn’t our home.”
“But…”
“And I am dead.”
“What…”
“We both are.”
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celestialwrites · 2 months
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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷love confession dialogue prompts
@celestialwrites for more!
♡ "i shouldn't love you! i shouldn't, but i do. and it kills me."
♡ "you're my sun, without you i no longer exist."
♡ "no one in my life has ever loved me." "i do, more than anything."
♡ "that's what you do for the people you love!" "you love me?"
♡ "you are the very air i breathe."
♡ "what else do you want? my heart? for gods sake you already have it!"
♡ "there is not a day where i do not want to be your everything."
♡ "i'm willing to fight for you everyday, if i must. you are worth it."
♡ "you're a diamond, love, strong as the ocean and just as beautiful."
♡ "i'm a mess." "you are, but you're my mess."
♡ "i fell in love with the woman i was supposed to kill! do you know how screwed up that is?" "what did you just say?" "i love you."
♡ "take my heart and keep it, i don't ever want it back."
♡ "you win." "what?" "you win." "i win what?" "my heart."
♡ "but most of all, i hate that you made me love you!"
♡ "you love me." "yeah, i really do."
REBLOG TO SUPPORT LOCAL WRITERS!<3
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bebx · 1 year
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You don’t have to, but I’d highly appreciate it if you could help reblog this for bigger sample size
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