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moon-delia · 1 year

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★ ៸៸៸ FRIENDSHIP 1 ╱ post ❜ ✸ ៸ !?!

Good friendships can turn a decent story into a memorable one as, it not only does it make the reader care more about the story, it adds emotional weight to the story.

But there's one problem. Good relationships are difficult to write. You thought writing romance was difficult? Well, writing friendships is a whole new level of difficulty.

Romances normally rely on professions of love and staring into one's eyes for lengthy periods of time. But, how do you develop friendships?

# ៸ make each character their own person.

If a character's only purpose in the story is to act as "the friend", then it's guaranteed that they will be a flat and uninteresting character. This will lead to a friendship that no reader will be invested in.

Unfortunately, a lot of stories are like this ― you have your main character, and then their 1-dimensional friend who might crack a joke every once in a while.

We have some good examples from movies like Samwise Gamgee from The Lord of the Rings. He isn't just "Frodo's friend" who tags along. He's a gardener and a cook. He has a fascination with elves, a crush on Rosie, and a bad habit of eavesdropping. He is loyal, brave, and can persevere even when there is seemingly no hope.

You see this is in Toy Story as well. Even though Woody and Buzz both have the same goal ― to escape Sid's house ― they both have different journeys. The story means different things to each of them. Woody learns to not be as selfish and Buzz struggles with accepting that he is just a toy.

# ៸ give them something in common.

Once you have fleshed out your characters, you need a reason for them to be friends. What brought them together? What gives them the reason to hang out? You need to give them similarities.

This can be a number of different things, like:

★ Status

★ Hobbies

★ Struggles

★ History

★ Background

★ Interests

★ Enemy

★ Goals

★ Dreams

# ៸ give them meaningful differences.

Once you've established their similarities, it's time to dig deeper and create their meaningful differences. Don't just make your characters different. Give them meaningful differences that can build off of each other.

With those differences, your characters can help support their strengths and build them up during their times of weakness. This can lead to a strong friendship.

Here are some great ways to give them differences:

# ៸ skills.

★ One of the friend can be smart in terms of intelligence while the other is good at using her hands and inventing stuff.

★ One might be good at coming up with plans, while the other might be good at improvising when the plan goes awry.

# ៸ conflict resolution.

★ If there is a bully bothering them, one might want to go and blow up at the bully, while the other chooses to ignore it.

★ If they are having an argument, one friend would want to talk it out maturely, while the other just likes to play devil's advocate and throw more heat into the argument.

# ៸ personality.

★ One is confident and sly while the other is shy and awkward.

★ A is cold and determined while B is relaxed and compassionate.

★ B is an easy-going pleasure seeker, and B is a serious planner.

# ៸ method of action.

★ Both friends are trying to break into a house. One will look up videos on YouTube about how to pick a lock. The other friend will just break the window with a rock.

★ The two friends are trying to persuade someone to do something. One friend uses bribing techniques, and the other friend uses a more passive-aggressive approach.

# ៸ reaction.

★ One friend with freak out and the other friend will stay calm.

★ A will get discouraged and want to give up, and B will encourage them to keep going.

★ One person is terrified out of their mind, while the other tries to stay positive.

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darkfallenrose · 6 months

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Is it over?" The hero's voice sounded wet.

There was no color in their face now, none except the purple colored bruises under their eyes and the red along their mouth

The villain watched the hero collapse to their knees--spent and shaking-making not a sound. An impaled blade glinted red in the fiery sunlight where it exited the hero's back. A final salute to the battle's gory, glory end.

The villain made their way towards the hero until they loomed above the bent form.

"It's over." the villain said. "Yes."

"And did--did I-" the hero gurgled through blood soaked breaths, "hurt-you?"

Their breaths sounded strained: more shallow.

Kneeling, the villain focused on the hero's hands, unwrapping the hero's clenched grip with deft, firm fingers. With one swift jerk, the blade slid free.

There was a river of blood followed by a painful gasp--the only sound made as the hero slumped forward. The villain reached out and caught the hero holding them close as tears streamed down the hero’s face.

The light in the hero's eyes flickered and dimmed. For a fraction of a second, the two stared at each other--hero and villain, arch enemies, opposites, rivals since birth-saying with their eyes what they never could with their lips. The last moment they would ever have with each other. The moment they wished they had long ago.

The hero hiccuped once, twice. The villain didn't move, not even as their kneecaps grew damp with the blood pooling below them. They held them close, not letting go. They wouldn’t let go this time. And then there was no light reflected in the hero's eyes. No life.

"Yes," the villain said after a while. The tears just now starting to escape their dull eyes. "You hurt me." They closed the hero's eyes and glanced at the sun rising higher in the horizon, ending the lifelong fight. They stood for a second, staring at the corpse before them. "More than you'll ever know, darling..."

#writing promps #hero x villain #enimes to lovers #writers on tumblr

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siriusly-writes · 1 year

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“I love you”

“No”

“I love you”

“You can’t”

“Why, I love you”

“We ca- I can’t, please”

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pinievsev · 1 year

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Can I get 7 and 18 with Ajax petropolus? With fluff at the end? Thank youuuu!

Omg I had trouble using both prompts but I did it! So here you go!

SECOND CHANCE

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x !gn!telekinesis reader.

Warnings: angst with fluff at the end, swearing

Prompts used: 7. "What are you doing out here?!" And 18. "No, no don't say that.."

P.s OMG I WROTE THIS AND FORGOT TO SAVE IT- I LEFT TUMBLR TO FIND A LINK AND I LOST THIS WHOLE THING ಥ⁠_⁠ಥ

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You stared at Ajax, mouth slightly parted, you were outside in the courtyard, it was dark and cold, around 10pm, "y/n...?" You shook your head "no i-" you had been ignoring your friends and boyfriend for a week now, you felt like a burden to them, like you were annoying. "Please just talk to me..." He pleaded taking a step forward but you shook your head once again, his eyes started to water like yours "please..." You sighed and nodded "I just, I feel like a burden you know, like I'm annoying to everyone, like I don't fit in" you said letting out a dry laugh, ha, not fitting into a school for outcasts, "no, no don't say that..."

Ajax started, "you aren't annoying or a burden, and you fit in just fine love.." you were about to reply when you heard Principle Weems "Ms. L/n! Mr. Petropolus! What are you doing out here so late!? Chop chop to your rooms!" She shooed you both away.

Your siren roommate had sunk out a while ago, to have a sleepover with her friends. So you were alone for about twenty minutes, laying on your bed looking at the ceiling not even bothering to change. You flinched and jumped up when you heard a knock from the window. Slowly walking up to it you opened it holding up your arm you lifted the what or whoever was there mid air "whoa whoa!" Ajax's voice sounded "oh- oh my god Ajax!" You panicked letting him down on the window sill "what are you doing out here?!"

You moved to let him in and close the window behind him. "I just wanted to talk to you" he said and you nodded "go ahead..." "Okay please just listen to me for a bit" you nodded and moved your arm to make a zipper motion Infront of your lips he smiled and breathed in "so... Look I'm sorry! If I knew how you felt, i would have helped you, I would've been a better boyfriend to you, I would've done something!" He said frustrated, your eyes were wide and glossy by the end of it.

You franticly shook your head for the 100th time that day, "no no! Ajax, it's not you! You did nothing wrong, you're an amazing boyfriend I promise" you blurred out and dashed forward hugging him as tight as possible. Him immediately returning the favour hugging you just as tightly, "if you ever feel like that again, promise you'll tell me.." you nodded and pulled back slightly to look at him "I promise" he leaned down and "good" he said right before kissing you, mumbling into your lips "because I can't lose you"

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Finally I wrote it again!!

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#ajax petropolus x reader #ajax petropolus #ajax x y/n #wednesday addams #wednesday series #wednesday netflix #writing promps #oneshots #wednesday oneshots

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lokisrealpurpous · 5 months

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hiii ‼️‼️ i was wondering if i could request these two prompts:

“your eyes are really pretty up close.” and “you’re not okay, you’re shaking. what can i do? please, let me help you.” for loki ?

you absolutely don’t have to do both and can just take ur pick from the two also :)

ty 🫶🫶 !!

all I need is you

loki x female!reader

warnings: none really, fluff, reader gets ill from being out in a snowstorm

description

(y/n) and her todler, "Aroura Lokisdottir" go to the shop during a snow storm to get dinner and some snacks for a Christmas movie marathon. When they come out, the car has broke from being out in the frostbitten weathers leaving the only choice but for the two to walk home. Aroura was lucky to have her fathers Jotun genes however (y/n) wasn't as fortunate.

prompts:

"your eyes are really pretty up close"

"you're not okay, you're shaking. what can I do? please let me help you."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Loki had been at the compound all day leaving you with your little girl at home. The harsh winds gushed outside and the scene from the window was as white as a canvas, the heating was failing you as you sat huddled in blankets, 3 hot water bottles by your sides. Your jaw ached from chattering and goosebumps painted your pale, frozen skin.

"mama what's for dinner?"

a soft voice broke through the room.

"and remember it's movie night!"

aroura squealed as she ran up to my side, frantic hands attempting to climb the sofa that loomed over her tiny frame. You grabbed her from under her arms and she crawled onto your lap, kissing your foread as she giggled childishly.

"mama you's cold!"

she grabbed more blankets of the floor and chucked them onto the chair, then started to scrunch her nose

"a...achoo!"

as she sneezed her small character pained blue, her crimson eyes glowing in the dark room. It wasn't long before this first happened. You and loki has figured that as the weather grew colder every cough and sneeze switched Aroura into her frostgiant form, you found it absoloutly adorable having a mini ice cube running around the house from time to time. Loki worried of it, but loved his little Jotun to pieces.

You sat slowly up on the chair and then walked over to your daughter, lifting her onto your shoulders and using your magic to wrap her in a hat, scarf, coat and gloves, as some for yourself, and grabbed the keys before leaving the house. Aroura clung onto your hair as she giggled on your shoulders before you lifted her into her baby seat in the car, strapping her in securely then walking to get in the front.

The car faulted as you twisted the keys, but you shrugged it of, driving across the icey roads to the shop a few streets down.

Once you got out you were quick to get Aroura back on your shoulders, she was getting tired as she rested her head against the top of yours, her small hands wrapped around your hair and neck gently. She picked out her favourite snacks and threw them in the basket, and chose pizza and star chips for her dinner, which was the best dinner for an evening like this. (y/n) brought some lemon sip for her aching throat and stuffed nose and then walked to the till, placing aroura on the bench next to the bagging area.

She was eager to grab all the items, begging you to let her scan the doritos, which you did in the end give in to, then she helped take the bags to the car, in the end needing you to take it as she dragged the items across the frost coated floors.

When you were both finally settled in the car you let out a sigh of relief, but as you turned the keys to hear a screeching, unpleasant sound from the engine your head fell onto the horn.

"Mama what are you doing!"

Aroura shouted over the loud beeping noise, her fathers attitude twisted in her voice. However grew worried as she watched her mother run her hands through her hair anxiously, muttering as she kicked and hit the car.

"Blasted weather!"

You groaned, opening the door and getting attacked once again by the deadly weather that penetrated you to your bones.

"Come on angel, we gotta walk home"

you say in a gentle however exhausted tone, holding onto your daughters small hand in one hand and 3 bags of shopping in the other.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You slammed the door behind you, your little girl clinging onto your arm. The freezing wind had taken its toll on your body, but you mustered a smile for your daughter's sake. As you entered the warmth of home, your legs trembled with exhaustion. You tried to hide your growing weakness, not wanting to worry your precious girl. She giggled and kicked off her snow-covered boots, completely oblivious to your struggle.

You watched as she ran off to play, her laughter filling the room with joy. However, as you started preparing dinner, you couldn't ignore the worsening fever and flu symptoms that were taking a toll on your body. Your head throbbed, and a chill ran through your weakened frame. You glanced at the clock, hoping that your husband Loki would arrive soon, wanting to hold him tight and snuggle up to him in the warmth of your bed. You continued chopping vegetables, pushing through the discomfort, it was just a bit of cold.

As you continued to prepare dinner, a throbbing headache began to intensify, adding to your already weakened state. Just as you were starting to feel overwhelmed, you heard the familiar jingle of keys and the creaking of the front door. Relief washed over you as Loki entered the house, bringing in a gust of cold air. The chill served as a reminder of the harsh winter outside, but it also brought a sense of comfort knowing he was home.

"Hey there, sweetheart!"

Loki called out, his voice filled with warmth and affection. Aroura, who had been waiting eagerly for her fathers return, rushed into the hallway, her arms wrapping around his legs as he chuckled deeply

Loki made his way to the kitchen, his eyes full of concern as he noticed the fatigue etched on your face. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around you, knowing how much comfort you seemed from his embrace.

"I'm here, love. How was your day?"

he asked, his voice gently as he rocked your frozen body side to side, gently kissing your neck as you hummed in his arms.

"m.. the car broke at the shop.. m. me and aroura had to walk home and... c..cold."

You took a moment to lean into his comforting presence, grateful for his understanding.

"It's been a long day lo."

you replied, feeling a sense of solace in his arms.

Together, you and Loki finished preparing dinner, the aroma of the meal filling the house. As you all gathered around the table to enjoy the delicious food, you couldn't help but notice Loki's caring gaze on you, he looked worried yet loving, just wanting to make sure you were okay, in his own sweet way.

But in the midst of his gaze, our daughter couldn't resist having some fun. She started playing with her food, making silly faces and creating a mess. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight, trying to balance Loki's watchful eye on me while also keeping an eye on our mischievous little one.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Aroura had gone of to her room to read as you and loki tidied, you went to go wash the cutlery until some playful hands stoped you in your tracks, resting on you tense shoulders.

"Go prepare the movies pumpkin, I'll clean up."

loki hummed as he wrapped your in his jumper, going of to begin cleaning.

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The clock next to the bed wrote "22:20" and you rested your head against the tall stack of pillows behind you. Loki had just gone to put Aroura into her crib who had just fallen asleep during the 4th movie, throughout the hours your body grew weaker and colder, loki rubbing you thigh with every sniffle and shiver thay escaped your ill form.

After Aroura was huddled up in blankets loki came back into our room and lifted your cold body, resting you in between his legs and kissing you forehead, wiping you teary eyes as he began to braid a few strands of your hair. You looked up at his gentle eyes.

"you're eyes are so pretty up close"

he whispered as he gazed back at you. Loki has always admired your eyes, a beautiful rainbow of pastels.

He couldn't do much to help your shivering state, being a frost giant, however he piled you in blankets and hot water bottles and had made you a lemon sip which sat on the beside table, he stroked you hair as your bead rested against his chest, every shake his heart ached.

"my love are you truly well"

he asked knowing the answer

you simply hummed in response, till shaking in his strong arms.

"you're not okay, you're shaking. what can I do? please let me help you."

he practically begged as he drowned you in affection and kisses.

"all I need is you"

you whispered, turning as you wrapped your arms around his waist, a hand on his chest beside you head, tangled around your lovers form.

"you'll always have me my darling.."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

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fearissorrowful · 2 months

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[Transformers prompts/ideas!]

SOUNDWAVE

It wasn't normal for soundwave to take trips to the human realm on earth… but as of late he has become fascinated using the simple excuse of bringing shockwave specimens to examine, not a full flat out lie. Just a small white lie that shockwave only approved of because of his own growing curiosity.

SHOCKWAVE

Shockwave… He was usually quiet and kept to himself only voicing his honest yet blunt observations, when he was randomly dropped into a world of who knows what with a human who lacks common sense he almost feels like he is bot sitting…but you seem more fun, aware yet careless. How could this be? It seems simply illogical to him.

BUMBLEBEE

It wasn't unusual for bee to stop for human culture whenever he had the chance, enjoying the sights of the beautiful places the world would offer and disregarding the bad in it as it was shunned by beauty, such as you. A simple human working a small privately owned business that bee would often pass by on his daily patrol… or he was just going out of the way to get a glimpse of you. Love between bots like himself and humans were strange and weren't seen as fitting or something able to work out… but bee has his hopes, he had never seen a being so beautiful like you before. The kindness your heart held…

If you use these ideas please do give credit!^^;

#fear[is]sorrowful

#fear[is]sorrowful #transformers x reader #transformers fic #writing ideas #writing promps #soundwave #shockwave #bumblebee #transformers

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samurx · 1 year

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Y/n: what if I press the brake and gas at the same time?

Wanda: The car takes a screenshot.

Tony: For the last time, get the fuck out.

#marvel #tony stark x y/n #wanda x reader #writing promps #avengers promps #avengers x reader

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tfisathoughtfulnickelbakeryfire · 1 month

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I want to write a Sugar Baby AU where the person providing the money is sort of the epitome of class and grace but is also down bad for their sugar baby to the point where people are either really annoyed or really curious, because who is this beautiful, wonderful, classy human being who has this rich, powerful figurehead of high society wrapped around their finger? And also how soon can they be introduced because Lord knows the rich person won't shut the fuck up about the love of their life.

And then, through some situation, mayhaps one of those rich people charity galas, the sugar baby is introduced.

And they're just.

An absolute Dirtbag.

With a capital D.

Not necessarily a bad person, though perhaps a bit morally grey to an average citizen's standards, but definitely the type of motherfucker to stroll into a fancy party wearing a leather jacket, a stained t-shirt, no shoes, and a slutty pair of sweatpants just to say hello to their sugar daddy by giving them an absolutely filthy kiss, then steal a bunch of shrimp, a martini glass full of olives, and a bottle of champagne just for funsies.

And everybody there is like: "This is your beautiful, perfect, innocent sugar baby who you think can do no wrong and who you're in love with?"

And the sugar daddy, still red in the face from the kiss, is like: "Uh-huh, yeah, yup, that's them."

And the sugar baby just throws up a peace sign and says, "Cheers, motherfuckers," through a mouthful of shrimp and olives as they leave, opening the champagne as they go and chugging like a third of it at once, kind of Eleanor Shellstrop style. They also let out a monster belch as they reach the door, because of the bubbles obviously, and everybody is just fucking flabbergasted, because the sugar daddy (a man who has an original Van Gogh chilling in his house and and a slightly concerning obsession with unique/vintage buttons) very obviously could not be more enamoured.

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books-4-life9 · 3 months

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I want a story

Where when you turn 18, you stop aging until you find your soulmate. If you kill them, you don’t age until you meet them again reincarnated. I want the story to be split up into two perspectives, not the hero and the villain, but the two villains. Every time they find their soulmate, they both try to kill the other until one succeeds. Then the person who killed them waits until they are reincarnated and 18 again, then it starts all over again. Something happens, and they end up being married off to each other at 16. They hate each other, but are forced to have a kid by their parents. When they reach 18 and keep aging, they want to kill each other, but have a kid they need to look after. Begrudgingly they agree to wait until the kid can be married off/survive without them, then they will try to kill each other. Not surprisingly, they fall in love, all that, blah blah blah, but then it turns out that their kid is trying to kill them. One dies, the other kills the kid, then searches the world for their love’s reincarnation. Boom, the reincarnation doesn’t remember, and tries to kill them. Have to make them fall in love again.

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night-market-if · 1 year

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Prompt: Gabriel and MC in a kid's park with an MC ✨️too happy and eager✨️ to play

"They shouldn't be interacting with that." Gabriel stood by my side, eyes narrowed upon the small mop of dark hair that was bobbing around the park, jumping from rocks and twirling upon a fort constructed entirely of barrels.

"They're playing, Gabriel," I laughed.

"He could fall and break his arm." Gabriel took an aborted step forward as it looked like that was exactly what our child was going to do. But, as always, he saved himself at the last moment.

"Children need to learn their limitations," I told him softly. It was sweet, really. The Warden of the market suddenly far more concerned with the safety of one little boy.

"And he can learn his limitations just fine by not playing on that."

"Daddy!" When our son shrieked, Gabriel was across the playground in an instant, kneeling in front of him, eyes frantically searching.

"What? What is it? Are you hurt? Did someone push you?" I rolled my eyes as I walked over. We were the only ones in the playground. Gabriel had cleared the other families out just as we had entered.

"No, daddy," the little boy laughed. "I want you to come play with me. The fort is big enough for you. Please?"

Gabriel looked back at me hesitantly. I could see the way he clearly just wanted to scoop him up and run back to the safety of our home. But those big eyes were so like Gabriel's, glinting silver with echoes of grace.

"It's really fun, daddy," he wheedled.

Gabriel looked over the structure. "I am not sure if we hold the same definition of fun."

"No, it is. Come on. Look." I watched as our son took Gabriel by the hand, dragging him into the fort. The bewildered look on Gabriel's face was one that I would never tire of as I heard our son chatter at him and Gabriel try to ask very logical questions that were only answered with whimsy.

"Aren't you coming in mommy?"

"Oh, no. This is daddy time," I grinned. I blew Gabriel a kiss just as the fort doors shuts, locking the two of them away in some fantasy land. It would be good for Gabriel. And I was almost certain, it would be all Gabriel would speak of for days on end. Father and son had that in common.

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monthly-challenge · 10 days

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APRIL SPRING FLING 2024…

…begins tomorrow!

#springfling2024 #aprils #fanfiction #prompts #writing promps #gif prompts #prompts challenge #prompts list #fanfiction prompts #prompt challenge #prompt list #art prompts #writing prompt #fic prompts

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moon-delia · 1 year

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★ ៸៸៸ JEALOUSY ╱ post ❜ ✸ ៸ !?!

Along with many other emotions, jealousy is very complex emotion and requires you to break it down into tiny pieces in order for you to identify and write them.

It is very effective in writing as it helps a character realize what they really want and how badly they want it. It doesn't have to be central to the plot; it can be understated and supported by anger or fear.

It comes across in simple examples like a villain who is jealous of the hero, when two characters want one thing / have the same goal or when one character is more successful than the other.

★ ! THE TYPES ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

# ៸ sexual jealousy ― when a character's spouse or significant other displays or expresses sexual interest in someone else.

# ៸ romantic jealousy ― when your character fears the loss of a romantic partner or fears rejection from a potential or current romantic partner.

# ៸ possessive jealousy ― when he/she feels threatened by someone who could interrupt a friendship or relationship that they value.

# ៸ separation jealousy ― when your character has fear of separation or loss of a lover, partner, friend or parent due to their relationship with another person.

# ៸ work jealousy ― when your character feels cheated out of a promotion at work, or feels jealousy towards a specific person at work.

# ៸ friend / sibling jealousy ― When he/she feels inadequate when comparing themselves to their friends/family/siblings (they always try to one-up their friend/sibling).

# ៸ abnormal jealousy ― extreme psychological jealousy that results in or a combination of morbid, psychotic, psychological, delusional, anxious, controlling, immature and insecure behavior.

★ ! WHAT FUELS IT ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

There are many reason for someone to be jealous of another person. It could be rejection, confusion, frustration, powerlessness, insecurity, suspicion, loneliness or distrust. Choose the reason that fits the type of jealousy.

★ ! HOW IT EFFECTS ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

Do they have an increased heart rate or body temperature? Do they become angry and clench their fist, have verbal outbursts, stare downs and tensed muscles? Do they become quiet and have a dry mouth?

★ ! THEIR REACTION ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

★ make up stories/gossip about that person so that others will have negative feelings towards the same person.

★ feel overwhelmed and underachieve in every sphere of their life.

★ avoid the person all together.

★ take up a bad habit or addiction in an attempt to deal with their feelings.

★ become obsessed about something (like over exercising and dieting to beat their rival in a tournament or something more sinister like plotting another character’s demise).

★ manipulate others into feeling sorry for them.

★ over criticize themselves and everything they do.

★ harm themselves, their environment or others.

★ show a blatant disregard for the needs and desires of others to fulfill their own.

★ bully or intimidate the people around them to gain a false sense of power.

★ abuse others physically or psychologically.

★ flaunt their wealth (or fame, intelligence, status, beauty, etc.) to mask their own insecurities.

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creativestalkerrs · 2 years

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character’s internal conflict and dramatizing inner conflict in characters

I posted this on my Substack blog as well, subscribe to that for more content. Apart of creativestalkerr’s writing lessons.

(these two topics are from two different lessons, because they go hand in hand both lessons will be in the same post.)

how to write a character’s inner conflict and how to dramatize that for your story.

part one; character’s internal conflict

How do we choose character values that create interesting plots and conflicts in our stories? You want to be mindful that your characters and your plot are intertwined and connected with each other. Character values are one of the most important things to choose and think about when developing and creating your characters. It drives the character therefore it drives the plot.

Values: Values are often the center of the conflict. This is why we make difficult decisions in our own lives. If we didn’t have conflict, then we wouldn’t have to make those difficult decisions, and from a story perspective, it would fall flat.

Values Cause Conflict:

Our character doesn’t behave in accordance with their values, and they know it, but in content to disregard the discrepancy for a reason (based on a belief), and are not interested in rectifying the situation

Our character knows they are not behaving in accordance with their values, but they are trying to.

Our character doesn’t behave in accordance with a value, but they do not realize they are being hypocritical.

Our character had and is aware of conflicting values.

~Vocabulary~

Values: the regard that something is held to deserve; the importance, worth, or usefulness of something.

Conflict: a serious disagreement or argument, typically a protracted one.

Accordance: conformity or agreement.

Discrepancy: a lack of compatibility or similarity between two or more facts.

Rectifying: put right; correct.

part two; dramatizing inner conflict in characters

Writing characters who want more than one this--things that are conflicting with each other can show how your character is when met with these wants and desires. Having these conflicts makes their character development and the stories fascinating to your consumer. The challenging bit is how to write a character who has conflicting wants and acts in a conflicting way and make that consistent.

Consistency and Inconsistency in your Character: When there is a value conflict, your character may act inconsistently throughout. If you look at your everyday life, we behave inconsistently all the time--it's in our DNA to act this way as we won't always make the same value choice every time.

There are so many many things that demand our attention and we have to negotiate with them.

Using this in our own lives can make your character and story more fascinating to your consumer as it feels rather real in some elements of choice. With this, we’re picking at your characters' headspace and knowing them as a person.

However, you want to do this in a way that is consistent; meaning, that the consistency at hand is the value conflict that is at stake. That’s the issue your character is struggling with.

Without consistency, you can make your character feel unreliable. This can make our consumers lose touch with your character and not have that relatability, Having this happen can pull the consumer out of your story.

How Do We Write This?

You want to prepare your consumer by having a consistent value conflict. You want to show the emotions and meaning that are attached to it. While being consistent with your value conflict, allow some inconsistently along in your story

~Vocabulary~

Consistent: acting or done in the same way over time, especially so as to be fair or accurate.

Inconsistently: in a way that does not stay the same throughout.

Negotiate: obtain or bring about by discussion.

Elements of Choice: one of the fundamental or irreducible components making up a whole.

Unreliable: not able to be relied upon.

Relatability: the quality of being able to easily form social or emotional connections.

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