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beatriceselwynhpfic · 3 months
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Introduction to my blog
Hello everyone! This is a motivation/inspiration blog for my harry potter fanfiction (currently unnamed, but called Beatrice Selwyn for our current purposes). It is a slowburn Draco Malfoy/OC romance (peep my middle school crush) that I'm currently working on.
I'm currently working on the first of a seven part fanfiction series, which is being edited right now and will be posted very soon. This blog will include character intros/vision boards, concepts, teasers, and other things as I continue my writing process.
Whether you just want to appreciate the aesthetics of my writing process - and trust me, it's aesthetic - or are actually interested in my fanfic, everyone is welcome here. I hope that all who visit this blog enjoy!
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elaenya-targaryen · 1 year
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main: @lady-phasma
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blithe-spirit · 5 months
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current resident evil village character studies I’m planning:
donna (a totally different headspace from previous pieces so would be a fun change)
mother miranda (scared sh*tless to venture into her brain to be quite honest so maybe that’ll be a reader POV)
making it a trilogy of Dimitrescu daughters and venturing into Daniela’s mind for a gothic horror unhinged work
the long-planned finale to my Cass fic but idk if I’m ready for that kinda heartbreak
too many writing ideas, too little time!! not to mention my BG3 fanfic plans…
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ashe-fics · 2 years
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Preptober Character Prompts
Just wrote this list to help me nail down my characters, might help you too.
What do the characters like to eat?
What is their usual daily schedule?
What are their hobbies/what do they do in their downtime?
What would they do/not do at a party or social event?
If someone passed them a bong, what would they do?
What really gets on their nerves?
What is something they would never ever do?
What is their biggest fear, and how would they react when faced with it?
What song would they choose to sing at a karaoke bar, and what would they sound like singing it?
Speaking of music, do they play any instrument(s)? Are they any good at it?
What’s their relationship with their parents?
Any childhood traumas?
When cornered, what is their reaction? (fight, flight, freeze, fawn?)
How much does it take to overwhelm them?
Are they emotionally open, or do they tend more towards hiding what they’re feeling?
How do they respond to pressure?
Would they give money to someone begging on the street?
If applicable, how far would they go on a first date?
What makes them super excited?
What kind of TV shows do they like and hate?
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soulgalaxywolf · 2 years
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Writing Process
I found that coming up with the story in this order:
Resolution
Hook
Midpoint
Plot turn 1
Plot turn 2
Pinch point 1
Pinch point 2
Makes it pretty easy for me to continue writing. It also helps that I write scenes as I think of them rather than chronological order. It overwhelms me a lot less.
It might change over time as I go, but it's just an outline for me. I have a direction I could go to. I always get overwhelmed, because I don't know how everything molds together. It's terrifying when I feel like I'm falling down a hole, but planning from the end let's down a rope for me to climb up to.
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queeniecraft · 11 months
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Thinking about 'Bietka'
Writing Journal #01
I've been working on this concept in my head for a couple months. This character and her world kind of sprung up in my mind after my maternal grandma passed and I just really love the wistful and earthy nature of her.
I want to base her on my Polish heritage, to pay homage to my grandmothers a bit. And I want this story to have a balance between the beauty of the mundane (for my cottagecore girlies) mixed with the dark, whimsical elements of Slavic folklore.
I want Bietka to be this warm, comforting witch whose colorful presentation stands out against the stark whites and grays of an eternal winter forest realm. Who doesn't speak but whose expressions are vibrant.
I've written down most of the concept, the motifs, and the details for the main character and antagonist. I've even plotted out the gear she would carry (because D&D on the brain). It's the most I've written in a while that was creative and not for business. :)
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reading-wanderer · 2 years
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Things on my to-write-next list:
Chapter 3 of Marriage Sham-> I’ve been closing outline gaps for the fic overall. The next chap is telling Danny & Jazz and I’m a bit stuck atm
Next fic in the Rose the Blob Ghost AU -> I have half of each of the first two chapters done. I was considering trashing the first chap before Phight, but it’s better than I remember
Insomnia Extended ->I’ve probably got enough written for 1.5 chapters, but I want to edit before posting/ get a bit more written
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cryptixotic · 3 months
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Be real with me. You're sitting in a bar and a 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔞 with a massive sword rams into the door. Do you or do you not laugh
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crystalsandbubbletea · 5 months
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Planning to rewrite the prologue of the first book of Legacies-
But...
Have no idea where to start, so I'll do some storyboards totally not because I want to make Legacies an animation series someday- and then decide which one to choose-
I may post some of the storyboards because I do like advice- :'}
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movedtodykedvonte · 9 months
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*Spidey and the Sinister Six having their usual fight*
Doc Ock, landing a hit: You’re getting slow Spider-Man! Age finally catching up to you?
Spider-Man: You wish! I haven’t even hit my 30s! From those costumes I can already tell I failed to save you guys from those midlife crises! Sorry by the way.
Vulture: Watch it wallcr- wait… Did you just say your not in your thirties yet?
Spider-Man: Surprised that this spiders so young and spry? Well-
Electro: Dude I’ve been fighting you for at least 5 fucking years! How old even are you?
Shocker, joking cause he’s the only one who picked up no grown adult acts likes Spidey: Don’t swear in-front of the boy you don’t want him to pick it up.
Rhino: Christ! You’re tellin me I almost crushed some 12-year-olds skull all those years ago?
Spider-Man, regretting his quipping: I was not that young! Like just starting freshman year but-
Sandman, horrified as he’s the only one with a kid and dad instincts(as of my iteration): I could’ve killed a kid…
Shocker, genuinely curious: Are you even old enough to drink? Cruel to kill a man who ain’t had his first drink yet.
Electro: Please tell us you’re at least over 25 as of this fight. Hell, I’ll take over 21!
Spider-Man:….
Sandman, realizing just how young he really is: Oh my god.
Spider-Man: My birthday’s coming up soon so I guess it counts?
Doc Ock, exacerbated: It. Does. Not!
Vulture: What would your mother think if she knew her son was out here risking his life telling poorly constructed jokes?
Spider-Man, offended cause it quips slap: 1. My jokes are great 2. She and my dad are dead so-
Sandman, hysterical cause holy shit he almost killed a kid orphan: OH MY GOD!
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sviancontrast · 8 months
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Me puse a planificar el siguiente capítulo y creo que he empezado a tocar fondo.
Con tocar fondo me refiero a que ya no es jajas sino menes de Mr. Increíble.
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I got to planning the next chapter and I think I'm starting to reach the bottom.
By reaching the bottom I mean that instead of being haha lols it's Mr. Incredible memes.
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the-bunnys-code · 8 months
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It has just occured to me that I've completely forgotten to include Balloon Boy so far. Why would I be concerned about him of all characters? I'm thinking about his (lightly implied and mostly fanon) ties to the Daycare Attendant and perhaps even Foxy.
The tie to the Daycare Attendant comes from the Balloon World minigame and the tie to Foxy (as far as I'm aware) mainly comes from the fact that in FNAF 2 Foxy would more than likely be the one to kill you if Balloon Boy successfully disables your flashlight. So there's our canon and fanon connections. Now, I've already tied Eclipse and Foxy together for similar reasons: the Daycare Attendant is canonically (in the books) a former performer of the Superstar Theatre, and the path to entering their room is found behind a poster of Foxy in said theatre. Additionally, Kid's Cove is right next to the Daycare, which it shares some visual themes with.
I included Foxy because of the following reasons:
1. I wanted Eclipse to have an old friend to come back to.
2. I want to compose pirate music.
3. I like him very much.
So, at this rate it would make sense to include Balloon Boy, right? But how?
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not discussing this like I HAVE to include him, I'm discussing this because I WANT to include him. Of course, even if I decided not to, I would still talk about my thought process as to what made me come to my conclusion about it because it's still part of the development of this project. I want to be transparent about this for a reason... but why would I want to include Ballon Boy?
The answer is simple:
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As of right now, I could imagine him actually residing in Kid's Cove alongside Foxy. Would he be an ex-performer of the Superstar Theatre or would he be a completely new face? I have no idea. Would he have any significance in the plot? Absolutely not. What would he even do? I know precisely what! He would sit there and say nothing. Maybe he'd do something to assist the other characters in the visuals department during song that miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight be a thing because I would love that but I'm not 100% certain about yet... but he would probably be a little menace at the same time. Who knows! Maybe he'd even do just that except looking stoned out of his mind the entire time. Maybe he'd even just look like this:
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becca-e-barnes · 8 months
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Bucky pinning you down so you can’t squirm and he’s just sitting inside you while he tortures your clit feeling you clench around him. He makes you cum over and over until he finally cums.
Overstimulation + super soldier stamina = …
- 🍯
Dear God, I know I just don't have it in me to behave during cock-warming. When it comes down to it, I genuinely have no patience at all 😵‍💫
"You..." Bucky begins, pressing you down onto the bed before gripping your ankles and forcing you to flip over onto your front. "Have a problem with control."
With your face turned away from him, you can't help but smile to yourself. No one has ever said it out loud but you know he's right.
Being in control is where you're most comfortable. No hands are safer than your own. Except maybe his. You know he won't fuck this up.
"And you..." He continues, gathering your wrists behind your back, holding them tightly with one hand. "Need to learn how it feels to have control taken from you. Do you understand?"
As soon as you begin to nod your head, you feel him start to tape around your wrists, holding them together behind your back. Once he's content they're secure, he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror before he pulls you onto his lap.
"Legs spread over the top of mine." He orders and you do as you're told, not because you have to but because you want to.
You notice the way your cunt is already glistening in the mirror and you're almost embarrassed because he hasn't even touched you yet.
"Fuck, you're made for this." He groans, lining his cock up to your slick entrance and you wonder if he's holding his breath too while he slides into you, as deep as your bodies will allow.
You're obsessed with the sight in front of you; your own naked body, with your legs spread so far apart you can see how your cunt is stuffed full of him.
Being shorter though, your feet can't touch the ground like this. There's no way you'll get enough leverage to fuck yourself on him but as soon as you start to tell him that, he silences you with two thick fingers between your lips.
"I'm not letting you fuck me." His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and then settling between your spread thighs.
"I'm going to play with you. I'm going to see how much you can take. I'm going to work out exactly how you like your clit stroked and I'm going to do that until your legs are shaking and your body won't let you cum any more. Maybe then I'll fuck you but sweetheart, that will be hours from now." His breath is hot against the side of your face, his fingers slipping from your mouth to your waist while he starts to flick gently against your clit.
"I'm going to start slowly. I'm going to do everything I can to drag this out as long as possible. I can feel every clench and flutter of this pretty little cunt and I'm going to enjoy it until you're dripping over my balls." At this rate, it won't be long until you're dripping onto the carpet, never mind over him. You dreamed he'd want to take control like this but you never imagined the way your body would respond.
"And then, when you've cum more times than you can handle, I'm going to tell you that I love you while I fuck you like I don't."
Update: Part 2
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thebiggestfuckgiven · 5 months
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i may or may not be planning a fic where one of the many subplots is that Jason (as Red Hood, but Danny already knows) is following/investigating Danny because he thinks Danny’s dangerous somehow. I won’t go into the details because it’s so much, but point is i have a silly little scene in my head wherein Danny goes out to work on a uni group project with Tim, and on their way to the cafe some asshole car hits a guy on a motorcycle. The Biker goes into a rage and starts cursing him out, takes off his helmet and lo and behold it’s Jason.
Mid-verbal fight with the asshole he catches sight of Tim (recording the whole thing and waving at Jason) and of Danny (potential danger he’s been investigating for nearly two weeks), and Jason gives the asshole a “this isn’t over” threat and dips. Then,
Tim, who noticed Danny’s reaction: You know that guy?
Danny: Oh, yeah, that’s my stalker. You?
Tim: Nemesis. I’m sorry he’s your what?
Bonus:
Tim texting Jason: are you stalking my classmate??
Jason: Mind your own business, Replacement.
Jason: Wait, did he tell you that?
Tim: yah
Jason: RH’s been investigating him. Why the FUCK does your “classmate” think it’s me?
Tim: dick is gonna love this. the great rh has a containment breach
Jason: DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE TELL HIM REPLACEMENT
Tim: LMAO fuck it we BALL
Jason: TIM
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matchingbatbites · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's, all. <3
Eddie doesn't want to be making this call. Literally the last thing he wants to be doing is making this specific phone call, but he'll be damned if he lets his asshole of a roommate get away with this.
After a moment the ringing stops, and a voice says "Hello?"
"Uh, hi, is this Steve?"
"It is, who is this?"
"It's Eddie, Jake's roommate? I got your number from him." Well, from his phone when he'd left it unattended one day, but Steve doesn't need to know the details. "I really, really hate to be making this call, especially the day before Valentine's, but uh. Jake is cheating on you."
The line is silent for a moment before he hears a weak "What?"
Eddie's eyes squeeze shut at the heartbreak he can hear in that single word. He hates that he's doing this, but knows it needs to be done, for Steve's sake.
"I got home from work not too long ago, and heard him with some girl in his room. I took a video, if you want proof, but I just- I thought you deserved to know."
There's a bit of shuffling on Steve's end, along with a soft sniffle. "I, uh. I don't need the video. I believe you. I'm not all that surprised, if I'm honest."
He huffs a laugh, the sound so self-deprecating that it makes Eddie's stomach twist in empathy. "Guess that makes me three-for-three on my long-term partners cheating. I'm starting to wonder what the fuck is wrong with me."
That last part is softer, like Steve was speaking to himself, but Eddie hears it and frowns, because- because Steve is lovely. He can tell that Steve is beautiful inside and out, always kind with just enough sass to make him so fun to be around.
He's always makes sure to talk to Eddie every time he comes over, even if it's just a simple greeting or goodbye, and whenever he cooks at their apartment - because he's a great cook - he always makes enough for Eddie to have some as well.
It feels wrong to hear Steve talk like this, like there's something about him that needs to be fixed. Like his previous partners were right to abuse his love and trust, instead of treating them like the treasures Eddie knows they are.
Before Eddie can speak out to reassure him, the man continues. "Thank you for telling me Eddie. Spending Valentine's alone is gonna suck, but I guess that's better than spending it with someone who doesn't care about me."
"Spend it with me."
Eddie isn't sure where the request comes from, but as soon as it leaves his mouth, it's all he wants.
Steve gives a soft "Huh?" and Eddie repeats it, "Spend it with me. A boy as pretty as you shouldn't be cooped up inside on a day like Valentine's. Let me take you out, try to salvage it for you at least a little."
Steve goes quiet, and for a solid ten seconds, Eddie is sure that he's about to be rejected.
And then Steve says "Jake was supposed to pick me up at 6:30 tomorrow. I'll come by yours at six instead, so I can break up with him before we leave. Is that okay?"
A sigh of relief, and Eddie slumps into the wall behind him. "Sounds perfect, Stevie. Wear something nice, but casual, okay?"
"I can do that. I'll see you tomorrow, Eddie. And thanks again."
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Jake comes across Eddie the next evening as he's packing the last of the food into a bag. He's spent the last hour or so getting it ready, making sure it's all perfect even though it's nothing too complicated.
A meat and cheese plate with some fancy crackers, a jar of the pickled asparagus he's recently become addicted to, a bowl of diced fruit and a box of fancy chocolates he'd splurged on.
He'd even dropped money on a bouquet of roses, and he already has a few comfy blankets and pillows packed into the back of the van. Everything perfect and ready to go. When Jake sees his preparations, he lets out a low whistle.
"Wow, Eddie. Trying to impress someone?"
Eddie shrugs, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. "Yep. It's our first date, so I want it to be special. Didn't wanna go the usual, boring, fancy restaurant route."
He's sure that's what Jake had planned for himself and Steve, and it's confirmed by the way his nose wrinkles. "There's nothing wrong with spending money on your date, Eddie. If you have the money to spend, that is."
Jesus Christ, Eddie can't wait to move out of this fucking place, and away from this fucking asswipe.
"Anyway, I've gotta go pick up Steve soon, and I'm planning on bringing him back here tonight, so maybe see if you can crash with your date, yeah?"
"Sure thing-" Eddie replies, though he's interrupted by the sound of a knock ringing through the apartment. He grins wide, knowing exactly who it is. "That must be my date. Can you grab that while I finish up here?"
Jake rolls his eyes but complies, and Eddie freezes in place, not daring to make a sound so he can hear whatever interaction is about to happen.
The door opens, and he hears Jake's confused "Steve? What are you doing here? I'm supposed to be-"
"Yeah, we're not doing anything anymore. Ever again, actually."
God, Steve sounds so bitchy, and Eddie fucking loves it. He grabs the bag of food and the bouquet of roses from the counter, glad that he got dressed beforehand, and makes his way to the entry.
"What are you saying, Steve?"
"I'm saying that we're over, Jake. Maybe you can call the girl you fucked last night and take her to dinner instead."
Eddie turns the corner in time to see Jake's stunned expression, clearly not expecting Steve to throw that at him. He takes a moment to bask in the fire burning behind hazel eyes, until they slide to him and that fire vanishes, replaced with something sparkling and delighted.
"Hi, Eddie," Steve says, his demeanor changing like the flip of a switch, and Eddie beams. He steps closer and offers the bouquet of roses, along with a "Happy Valentine's, Stevie."
The money Eddie spent on the flowers was worth it to see the blush that floods Steve's face as he reaches out to take them.
"Oh, thank you. That's really sweet of you."
"What the fuck is happening right now?"
Eddie and Steve both turn to look at a very petulant and confused Jake, and Steve just smiles. "Well, you just got dumped, and my Valentine is about to take me on a date."
It takes a moment, but something must finally click, because Jake's face goes red with rage. Eddie just grabs Steve's arm, guiding him out of the apartment before the man can actually do something.
"So what's the plan?" Steve asks as he takes Eddie's hand, lacing their fingers together as Eddie leads him to his van.
"Well, uh. The next town over still has a drive in theater, and they're showing some old romance movies tonight. The drive to get there is pretty nice, and we'll actually have some time to talk, and then- I have some blankets and pillows in the back of the van, and I brought food so we can do a picnic during the movies. I mean, if- if that sounds good to you."
Steve's eyes are sparkling again as Eddie rambles, and he squeezes their hands in delight. "That sounds perfect, Eds."
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By the time Eddie gets home late that night, he's learned two things:
The first is that Steve had already been debating on breaking up with Jake before this whole fiasco, but the thing stopping him was that he actually likes being around Eddie, and he thought wanting to hang out with his ex-boyfriend's roommate would be too weird.
The second thing Eddie's learned is that Steve's smile tastes like dark chocolate and sunshine, and kissing him might just be Eddie's new favorite hobby.
(Eddie does eventually show the video to Steve, just to reassure him that he didn't break them up so Eddie could date him instead. The only comment Steve makes is "She's definitely faking, his dick game isn't that good.")
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got a worm nibbling my brain. can someone help me find a piece of obscure media?
webcomic/indie comic from the 2010s. basically a sci-fi short story about a young girl (with red hair?) who was being raised by scientists as part of an experiment. she receives a haircut/has her head shaved, in preparation for her annual brain scan/testing. it is revealed that while her body is human, her "brain" is artificial, made of computer implants throughout her skull and spine. at some point her biological mother (also a scientist on the same campus?) encounters her and is repulsed, viewing her as a machine who has murdered her daughter.
it was very poignant and it bruised my heart and i can NOT find it anywhere
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