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silverinkgoldenquill · 4 years

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A villian who is trying really hard to be a villian but has social anxiety so the hero has to soothe them and tell them they are doing a good job at being bad (big fan of your writing!)

Hero decided it was best not to struggle in their bindings, especially considering they were tied above a tank of piranhas. The last thing they needed was to fall into that. They looked up at Villain who seemed ready to start their victory speech.

“Was this… really necessary? Feel like you’re going a bit overboard.”

“You think?” Villain asked with a sudden uncertainty. “I...uh… I mean, maybe? Look, I’m trying my best, you don’t get to judge me. You think it’s easy being a villain and thinking of new things?”

Hero furrowed their eyebrows. “Uh… sorry?”

Villain sighed and sat down on the step near the lever to lower them down to their very grisly death. “I’m the worst villain ever.”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that. You caught me, didn’t you?” Hero pointed out. “[Supervillain] is still trying to do that.”

Villain sighed. “That’s true, I just- I get nervous. I want to be the biggest baddie going and I just… I mess it up and second-doubt myself.”

Hero never thought they’d end up in a situation where they felt the need to reassure a villain. “Nah, you’re really good at being a baddie, but… I think there are other things you could do other than kill me, wouldn’t you like to get one over on [Supervillain]? That’d make you look so villainous, and they’d be so jealous of you!”

Villain looked up to them with a glum face. “That sounds amazing, but how?”

“Don’t kill me, lower me down on the ground, and lock me up instead. Then you can show off the fact you’ve caught me, and-” Hero gulped looking at the fish beneath them, “you’re really good at intimidating me.”

It worked. Good God, it worked!

Villain moved the crane and lowered them down away from the tank and untied their ankles from the crane. “Fine, I have a cell you can go in!”

Hero had to force their breath of relief back. “Uh, good job.”

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silverinkgoldenquill · 4 years

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People argue whether climate change is real, and honestly, as one person there is little you can do to fight that, but plastic in the oceans? One person can do something about that. That wrapper you just threw away, that could suffocate an animal, that cigarette butt could get eaten. Throw away your rubbish correctly, volunteer to clean beaches or just do it anyway, go take a litter picker and a bag and go clean up the woods or something, maybe even press the government for rivers to be cleaned of their rubbish too- rivers lead to the ocean; anything you see there will end up in the sea.

Please, help save our planet, there are things you can do.

Short comic, while I work on something bigger on the side. It is nevertheless a very important topic. A lot of seabirds die because they eat plastic. They feed their chicks with the waste. It’s really tragic.

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silverinkgoldenquill · 4 years

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Villain wondering why Hero hasn't showed up yet during their mayhem in town, so Villain thoight that there will be a surprise attack but none, then they wonder why. When Villain backed up and comes to visit Hero, there's the answer. Hero is holding Villain's baby inside, and Hero couldn't take the risk to be in the fight. Or else they'll hurt their baby.

Steer any writing prompts to my MorallyGreyPrompts side blog, please. If the inbox is closed it means I’ve got no space. I’ll admit I struggled to think of what to write for this one. I also did a stupid and couldn’t tell if the kid was Hero and Villain’s or just Villain’s so bear that in mind when we get to that part of the prompt. Anyhoo on with the show.

Villain knew Hero well enough by now to know that them not showing up was odd. As their men pillaged the museum for any valuables, they kept their guard up, sure that there would be some sort of attack headed their way. Hero was sneaky and very good at catching Villain unawares. But still, as the minutes went on, there was no sign of the city’s saviour.

“[Detective]’s here,” Henchman warned, hurrying to the van with a bag of loot.

Villain waited and counted to made sure all of their men were back inside the van. The last henchman came running toward the van empty-handed, with Detective chasing close behind them. Villain hurried to step in between the two.

“You’re trouble is with me, [Detective]. Don’t be chasing my men.”

“Damn right my trouble is with you!”

Villain gestured for the van to go. They grinned as Detective tried to run at them. Villain sidestepped and spun around, avoiding their first strike.

“Easy now! Goody two-shoes like you can’t go hitting offenders.”

“You’re the exception!” Detective tried again, at which point Villain decided enough was enough and hit them in the back of the head. They took off Detective’s tie and tied their hands behind their back just as they were coming around.

“You can blame [Hero] for my success tonight, my friend. I’ll see you soon!”

Villain took off running, taking refuge in the rooftops until the Detective was released, stormed away, and the glare of the police helicopter finally headed away from them.

“Too easy. Now then… where did that pesky [Hero] wander off too this time? Finally found a hobby?”

At first, Villain was simply more curious than worried. They thought of all the ways they could tease them the next time they met. They pondered causing more trouble that evening, to push their luck and see just how much they could get before Hero caught them. But at the same time, it was so unlike Hero that maybe something was wrong. Investigating didn’t feel like a bad call. After all, their work was done.

Villain carefully made their way to Hero’s base, ensuring that no one saw them, lawful or not. They tried the door and found that it was open. What on Earth was going on? Villain was quiet as they went inside, checking for any signs of a break-in. There was nothing.

“[Hero]?” they called out.

The almost immediate response was crying. A baby’s cry.

Villain frowned, but before they could investigate, Hero came storming into the hallway with a bundle in a blanket.“Do you have any idea how long it took me to get them to sleep?” Hero glared. They turned their attention back to the child, hushing them and offering them their bottle. Villain stood awkwardly. “Uhh… sorry?”“What are you doing here?” Hero asked. They narrowed their eyes. “What did you do?”

“Robbed a museum,” they said very quickly. “You didn’t show up. I came to see if you were alright, but I can see you’re... occupied.”

Hero shook their head. “Nah, I was going to tuck them into my suit and come and fight all of you over some canvases and risk them getting hurt. Of course, I didn’t show. But since this is your kid-”

“What?!” Villain exclaimed. “How-”

“Shh! But you heard. Come on, comfort them while I go and make a new bottle.”

Villain took the bundle awkwardly and tried to hush them, but they weren’t so natural at it as Hero was.

“Well,” Villain mumbled to their baby. “Guess I found them.”

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silverinkgoldenquill · 4 years

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Writing prompt: 2 brothers that are the last surviving siblings of like 10, and they are both on opposite ends of a war. Go!

My Main Blog is more for murdery stab-stab things and my crime writing tbh, but this ask has been sat in my inbox for WAY too long, and for that, I apologise. But yeah, here’s the attempt. I’m making this as the two brothers are Hero and Villain since that’s all my brain is capable of producing rn. You said writing prompt, so I’ve gone a little wild with it.

The wind and the rain were agonisingly cold. It smashed off Hero’s body and made him shiver. The most warmth he felt was from the deep gash in his gut. He squinted to be able to focus on his brother in front of him in the dark, the knife was still in his hand, but mostly clean of blood thanks to the rain. Hero struggled to stay on his feet, with the wind pushing him and the rain spitting at him and mocking him.

“Why?” Hero managed. “Why did this have to happen? H.have you not lost enough? Have you not killed enough of our family?!”

“I did not kill them!” Villain spat. “You know I didn’t know that was going to happen.”

“It’s war, brother. What did you expect?” Hero insisted.

“This was supposed to keep them safe!” Villain stomped his foot. “Joining the other side was meant to keep all of us safe… But It’s too late now anyway.”

Hero took small steps towards him, bent over in pain as blood slipped through his fingers and turned orange on the wet floor. Hero whimpered and clamped his eyes shut. Villain didn’t move. “I have to finish what I started. I can’t back out now,” Villain said. “There’s no way to stop the fighting now.”

“I.it’s not too late,” Hero said, his lips were trembling from the cold. “You can’t change the past- b.but you can change the future. You can stop all of this... stop the fighting. You just have to help me.”

“I can’t.” Villain shook his head and tried to walk away, Hero tried to walk faster, only he lost his footing and fell onto his knee. He cried out, drawing Villain to a halt.

Hero choked out a sob. “[Villain], please… I’m begging you.” He struggled to their feet, only just able to make it to Villain’s feet. “Please, I.I’m afraid. I can’t lose another sibling. Help us. H.Help me… You’re all I have left-”

Villain tried to turn his head away, but as Hero fell forward, his instincts led him to catch him.

Villain pulled Hero into his chest, stroking his soaked hair. “I can’t go back, and this was never your fight… I’ll do all I can, but your fate isn’t in my hands anymore. I can only take you in as a prisoner of war. It’s your only chance unless you side with me.”

“No, please. [Villain]... please...”

Villain kissed him on the top of the head before he backed away. Guards swooped in to restrain Hero, which took very little effort. Hero tried to get to Villain again, but it was impossible.

“Help us,” they murmured before they fell limp into the guards’ hands.

Well, there it is. Hope it was decent ^^’

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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Still me. I got BITI done last year, let's see if I can do it again!

(As Yet Untitled) Prarian Mask Story #1 Intro For NaNoWriMo

Summary:

When a thief breaks into a museum and shoves an old urn and mask into a bag, no one could expect the God of Death to escape from his prison and take a living mask infused with ancient power. Teenager Kiania and her newly found mask-carrying mentor, Gareth, are tossed into a mission to stop him and uncover the secrets of a long-forgotten mystery. But with Gareth’s mask being unable to remember her origins, this mission that holds the wellbeing of the universe at stake isn’t going to be easy. Part 1 of a 5 book series.

Excerpt:

“I need to talk to you,” they both said at the same time. Kiania cleared her throat and looked down. The man smiled and gestured for her to go first. “Thanks… Look, I don’t know who you are, but with you fighting those… those things- I want to help you. I have to do something about this before they kill anyone else.” She threw her hands halfway into the air and sighed. “Before you give me a lecture on personal safety, I don’t care. I just have to fix this mess that I have caused.”

The man nodded, checking over his shoulders. Being on the rooftop made it far easier to see if any danger was near and for the time being, all was still, save for the purring traffic beneath them. The glittering of the city lights was soothing to her, but the man didn’t seem to feel such relief.

He quietly replied. “Now usually, I would give you that lecture, but the thing is, I’m here because I need your help, lass. Hm, how do I put this without sounding mad?” “After what I’ve seen, I wouldn’t worry about sounding mad,” she answered flatly. He inclined his head with a smirk. “Aye, that’s true. Well then, in that case, a… higher being wants you to help me fight these monsters- or Venatores to be more precise.”

Kiania frowned. “What? That’s Latin. That urn was Prarian and from the other side of the world-” “Well observed, but those are details that can wait. As you probably know, Venatore means ‘hunter’, and that is exactly what those monsters are doing. They’re hunting me. Rather like wasps, kill one and the rest come in swarms.”

The man sat down against the air conditioning unit and rubbed his knee just above his prosthetic leg, where he’d been bleeding a few weeks beforehand. “This is a fight I can’t win on my own, that’s become quite clear. So aye… I’ll take you up on that offer.”

Bit of a Mood Board for Visuals

If I start losing motivation, I might make a powerpoint on this like everyone was a few months ago.

You can keep track of my NaNoWriMo project over on the official Nano website. Send me a buddy request if you like. My username is SilverInkGoldenQuill, I’d put up links but I’m not sure if they work.

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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How to write about Grief:

There is no right or wrong way to experience grief. Just as there is no right or wrong way to write it. Everyone is different, each set of circumstances are different.

The point of this post is to show you how different people react in different ways, and give points on how you might write that, depending on your character and story.

Reactions to Grief

Numbness: Your character may go into auto-pilot and be unable to process the events that have unfolded.

Anger: This can be aimed at other people, at a Higher Being, or at nothing in particular.

Unsteady: Your characters may be unsteady. For example, unable to stop their voice from shaking or they may find it difficult to stand.

Focusing on Others: Your character may disregard their own feelings because they are so overwhelmed and instead concentrate on someone else’s well-being.

Seek out routines: Amid upheavals, your character may seek comfort in tasks that are familiar and “safe,” such as working, cleaning, making their bed, making absurd amounts of tea or taking a morning walk.

Pretending that Everything Is Okay: Grief is viewed as an emotion that should cease or be concealed once the funeral is over. So people mention the news in an offhand comment, then talk and laugh as if all is right with the world.

Denial: Some people deny the reality of death and convince themselves that the news is a joke or can’t be true.

Reactions from people surrounding your character:

People may avoid your character as they do not know what to say or simply can’t find the right words.

Some may even go as far as to cross the street when they notice your character approaching.

Even people that the character has known for years may act strange or standoff-ish, simply because they don’t know what to say.

On the other side of that, some people may be overly helpful and friendly.

It is not uncommon for estranged friends, family or others to suddenly reappear in a person’s life after they have experienced grief.

Either because those people want to offer their support and love or because they’re being nosy and they want to be kept up to date on the “drama”.

Most people will move on from the event fairly quickly if they weren’t emotionally invested.

Some people may even get annoyed at your character for still being upset weeks or months later.

When talking about the person they have lost:

Your character may recall a memory or tell a story about their loved one, these are possible reactions. (I have encountered all of them.)

Your character may being to cry or get upset at the thought of the person they have lost.

The person they are talking to may become awkward and avert eye contact when your character brings up the person they have lost.

Others may ask or tell your character to stop talking about the person they have lost. They may roll their eyes, cough awkwardly, or cut off your character mid sentences so that they can change the subject.

Some people may ask inappropriate questions about the circumstances in which the character’s loved one passed away. Depending on the personality of your character then may react differently.

Other things to note:

Grief is not constrained by time.

One of the main problems with grief in fiction is that a character is typically heartbroken for a couple scenes and then happy again. But grief does not evaporate because the world needs saving.

Allow your character to wrestle with their grief.

Your character may feel guilty. Your character may feel a twinge of guilt when they laugh or have a good time with someone else; when they do something to remind them that they’re alive, and their loved one isn’t.

Grief is a game changer. A previously outgoing character may withdraw and isolate themselves. Some people may take grief and/or bereavement as a sign that life is too short; they may make big decisions in an attempt to make themselves feel better and grow away from their pain.

Sometimes grief can help you find your purpose.

At first grief can be all consuming. It hurts and you can’t really control it. It may seem unrelenting. Eventually the grief will become easier to deal with, your character may find the days to be better, but that doesn’t mean that when the grief hits it doesn’t hurt any less.

For most people, grief never really goes away. “Sometimes you have to accept the fact that certain things will never go back to how they used to be.”

It is rare that a person will ever give a long speech about their feelings, a lot of people struggle to even find the words. But that’s okay. Show the reader how your character feels, rather than just telling them.

Don’t pause the plot to deal with the aspect of grief. This could overwhelm the readers and drag the pace down. In reality, life doesn’t just stop due to grief, the world keeps spinning and things still need to be done. Use the character’s grief as a backdrop for the story’s events.

Yes, grief affects the character’s day-to-day life, goals, and relationships. But it shouldn’t drive readers away or stagnate the story. Instead, should engage readers and produce empathy that keeps them turning pages.

You don’t need to tell your readers that everything will be fine. You don’t need to provide all of the answers.

“Skirting grief and treating it lightly is easy. But by realistically portraying it through a variety of responses and its lasting effects on the character’s life, readers will form a connection with your characters.“

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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AGH I love it! Makes you wonder how we survive. 😅 I'll have to add my own sometime. And we can't forget the flora - for example the gimpy gimpy plant. 😁

I really want a science fiction story where aliens come to invade earth and effortlessly wipe out humanity, only to be fought off by the wildlife.

They were expecting military resistance. They weren’t counting on bears.

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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Thanks for the tag! I had to use black since dark brown hair isn't a think or brown eyes but that is fine. Behold my splendor and the face I make when I see books! 😂

I'm tagging

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I was tagged by @whumpingmydarlings - thank you! I made a new post because the other one was so long.

Here’s me :)

(We look quite a bit like each other it seems :))

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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A-Z of Murder: #C

#C - Cover up.

This is for purely literature purposes. Crime is bad, don't do it. This might be a bit graphic for some, so read with caution.

Cases/ Killers Mentioned:

- Dennis Neilson

- Sebastian Burns and Atif Rafay, as also mentioned in the A of my A-Z posts.

For an offender, the cover-up is crucial. If they can cover their tracks then they can get away with murder, literally. I will mention I only studied criminology at A level and I watch lots of murder documentaries which is where most of this information comes from.

The best way I can think of covering this in literature is to look at the questions: Who? What? Where? When? Why? And How? It’s helpful for thinking of ways in which your character can cover certain aspects up. If the offender can mask even a few of these they're more likely to get away with it. I'll go over them a little.

Who?

Not only will people perhaps commit a crime with their face covered or sometimes in disguise, but they can make an effort to hide who their victim is. I've heard of a lot of grizzly ways: acid baths, fire, dismemberment, being put in a body of water (so the bottom of the sea or a lake), Dennis Neilson, an English serial killer dismembered, boiled, and flushed some of his later victims down the toilet.

But all methods of hiding victims have their limitations. Neilson's disposal technique clogged the drains and got him caught, a fire won't necessarily eliminate all DNA, acid takes time. Even a burial can eventually be unearthed- especially a shallow grave. There is usually something a detective can find, especially when you write something up.

In some cases investigators can track how a person might have planned the cover-up, CCTV of them buying a large container to put the body in for example, or finding the receipt in their car or bin.

Yet, sometimes there is no body.

That doesn’t mean there isn’t evidence that can lead to a conviction of murder. If your fictional murder was an absolute bloodbath and the investigators have the crime scene, then no clean up will get rid of all the blood. Chemicals like luminol will be able to find trace amounts (that's the stuff that glows blue when it reacts with blood. I think you use UV light to see the glow.)

Even without the crime scene, people notice when people just disappear. Murderers are unlikely to know every conversation a victim has had with others. They have other commitments. Clubs, talking to friends, getting groceries and saying their usual hello to the cashiers. People have gut instincts and follow them, and sometimes report it to the police.

No friends? No commitments? Still not impossible to notice a disappearance. No one paying the bills? The government will get on that. Not going to check-ups at a dentist? Phone Calls not being answered- the point is when it comes to writing you can always make a reason as to why someone will suspect foul play.

What?

So simply what happened?

A smart killer would need to disguise what happened. If your detective doesn't know what happened, then it's very hard to say who did it - and even then, did what?

So if your killer has time, they might tidy up after a nasty struggle, delete phone records, wipe CCTV tapes, whatever they can get their hands on that might give them away as the killer. Alibis tie quite strongly into all this - if you can't have a fake alibi, you're more likely to get nicked. There's a lot of cases where killers have been given allies by other people, like their mothers, because they think they're innocent and they're just doing them a favour. It can result in more deaths because the killer hasn't been caught.

If there's no body it can be harder to tell what has happened, so it's harder for your detective to solve a crime since they don't know what the crime is! But of course, there will always be loose ends, and for writing, you need those loose ends to solve the case.

Where?

A lot of killers will take their victim somewhere of their choosing to kill them. Additionally, they might kill them in one place (the primary crime scene) and hide them somewhere else, (the secondary crime scene). Sometimes, this place is somewhere closely related to the killer - after all, you have to know your hiding place, for example, a game's keeper is going to know the best ditches in his land over someone from the city. That's a good loose end to use. Things can get tricky if a body is found on the edge of the road, but as long as your detective can find something, even a crumb, it can all unravel.

When?

Very tightly linked to an alibi. Go to the pub, have an hour, sneak out, murder, then come back, getting as much attention on yourself as you can. That has been done before, by Sebastian Burns and Atif Rafay. The alibi fell through because they were wanting to get too noticed and it was suspicious. So yeah, Alibis are very important for your killer to get away with murder.

But also when the killer always kills after 5pm, it's likely that they work, just as one area means they know that area, so one way to cover their tracks. Maybe your detective realises it's only changed pattern because it was a bank holiday and they're off work? I think you get the idea.

Why?

Motive time! This one probably applies less to yee olde serial killer and more one time, or maybe two-time killers. (The second being a murder to silence a witness or someone close to the truth etc.)

But yes, why a person has killed another is important to hide. A rich husband getting a divorce from his wife makes it more likely that the wife would be responsible, to keep the detective off their tracks, the killer would have to mask that, frame another, throw the detective on another path, maybe the husband, for example, has run away with a young girl. That sort of thing.

How?

Should a professional grappler strangle someone to death, well, it's obvious who the finger is gonna point out. They're gonna maybe stab them for good measure, but that won't hide the bruises that form on the skin. Even the stabbing- what knife did they use. If it's one of their kitchen knives it's gonna tie back to them pretty easily. And that is another reason to get rid of the body.

Another thing I remember about the Sebastian Burns and Atif Rafay case was that the killer, who killed his family with a bat, attacked them naked so that there were no bloodied clothes to find. He then showered in their home. That case shows some forward thinking, that your character may do, or it could be the spur of the moment, which is more likely to leave loose ends.

But the modus operandi reveals things about the killer. A really clever killer is going to be careful, choose a method that reveals as little as possible about them. Shooting using someone else's gun, maybe easy to get poison or drugs, something less hands-on, but even then, there are ways of finding out the truth. (So again don't be using this as a how to get away with murder post).

Hopefully, this will help you see the loose threads that your detective can pick up on. Good luck with your writing!

#writing #crime writing #A-Z murder #Cover up #This took an embarrassing amount of time to write up

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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Hey! I found your sideblog a few days ago and I love it. I really like your writing style and how realistic you make your characters. And if your requests are open, could you write something where the Hero has strong psychic powers and they lose control of then during a fight? And their friend(s) has to bring them back to their senses?

Well, thank you very much! I really appreciate that. It’s not the end of the world, but in the future, please send any requests to MorallyGreyPrompts. If asks aren’t available, it just means it’s closed for the time being, but it’s chill so don’t worry about it.

Hero struggled to mark Villain with their daggers as they fought in the middle of a junkyard, they clenched their teeth and kept trying, kept pushing forward. Villain deflected most of them with great skill, but they were both beginning to tire, to hurt. “Are you even trying?” they taunted, panting heavily. “This is pathetic- and you’re meant to be the saviour of this city!”

Hero didn’t answer, if they had strength to speak then they should be trying harder. They were putting everything into trying to stop Villain, to protect their mentor and free them. With a gust of strength they tried again, but Villain cut their arm again and used Hero’s slight falter of balance to cut their shoulder blade too, the deepest wound so far and Hero was sure it cut down to the bone. They cried out in pain. Villain kicked them down quickly, sending them sprawling onto their front. For a moment, Hero lay still, shaking, trying to accustom themselves to their new pain.

“Get up, [Hero],” Mentor pleaded. “I know you can do this!”

“That’s a different tune from what you said when we were alone,” Villain grinned. “What happened to how much you mistrusted your precious hero? How you wished you’d never agreed to train them? Of course, let’s not forget why you have to push them so hard in training, because they’re so weak.”

“Shut your filthy little mouth!” Mentor roared, struggling in their bonds. “I’ve never said such a thing! You leave them alone!”

Hero didn’t react. They were barely able to move, their strength slipped away from them as freely as their blood.Villain stalked around them for a few moments, their movements catlike and sharper than a knife. “What good are you, little hero? You can’t even beat me? Why would anyone want to help nothing more than a flea? Fleas should be crushed, and so should you. No one cares about the insignificants like you, not your friends, not your family, not [Mentor], not even [Lover]. You keep training, keep trying to prove a point, but it all amounts to nothing.” Villain ducked down and snatched them up by the throat, dragging them up to their knees as they choked them “Because you are nothing!” they hissed in their ear.

Blood began to suffuse in Hero’s eyes as the air failed to reach their brain. They scrambled to remove their grip but with their arms in such a bad way it was proving impossible. How could Villain always read them so well? Delving into all the cracks and crevices of their defences, all their insecurities. The words echoed in their ears, stirred up their gut. Hero could feel their power rising and the burning need for air was making it impossible to calm it. A refreshing coolness seeped into their face, and Hero quickly realised that amongst their tears, their eyes had begun to glow.

“What-” Villain began.

Hero screamed, and noise should have been impossible to make, but it blasted through the air and cut through Villain. They let go of Hero and cried out in pain at the piercing shrill that rattled their brain. They doubled over, clutching their head. For a terrifying moment, Hero couldn’t stop their power, their raw emotion. With a pushing gesture, Villain was thrown away, further than Hero had expected. They landed hard amongst the surrounding mess and didn’t move. After a moment, Hero saw blood dripping, trickling, pooling around them.

Hero’s glowing eyes slipped away, replaced with nothing but fear. That wasn’t meant to happen. They’d hurt them, they’d hurt them bad. That wasn’t meant to happen, had they just killed… Hero didn’t realise that the scrap cars and metal around them shook, wobbled, fell from their tall towers. The panic clouded their thoughts.

“[Hero],” Mentor called out. “It’s alright, we can fix this. Calm down for me, take deep breaths. Help me get free and I can help you. Listen to me, [Hero], please.”

But Hero did not. They looked down at their hands, pictures blood dripping from them and the illusion became real. They trembled and the shaking rocked the surrounding tonnes of metal. They didn’t know what to do, they were too upset. Hero was sure their eyes were glowing again, their power was rising and in their panic, they had no idea how to quell it.

“I’m sorry,” they managed. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Please, I’m so sorry!” the pleading turned to heavy sobs, the kind that was choking. Hero didn’t know what to do, their body took over, shaking, sobbing, they felt like they were being torn apart. Had they just killed Villain?!

The cars, kitchen appliances, and all the mess began to raise up from the ground. All but the rubble Villain had landed on. That remained perfectly still, their blood completely untouched from where it had landed.

“[Hero]!” Mentor tried again, louder. Hero turned at the noise. Mentor could do little being tied down, but Hero’s powers were beginning to raise the shell of a car they’d been tied to. Hero tried to lower that car, but in the rush of their emotions, it was impossible to single it out. It was like tracing a path of squiggles, they just couldn’t stop.

“You are not weak,” Mentor declared. “Don’t listen to what [Villain] says. You are stronger than they could ever comprehend, and I don’t just mean with your powers.”“I’ve killed them,” Hero whispered, but their voice echoed into a boom.

“You have the ability to heal,” Mentor reasoned. You can stabilise them. They’re not dead, but you have to calm down. We can fix this, but you have to let me help you.”

“I. I can’t, I’m sorry. [Mentor], I am so sorry-”“Breathe,” Mentor soothed, but it wasn’t easy for them to stay calm as Hero raised them higher and higher into the air. It was agonising for their shoulders but they managed to block it out, their sole focus being on looking Hero in the eye, helping them find the calm again.

“You can do this. You are not weak by any definition of the word.”“Than what is this?” Hero cried.“Even steel can break. Take deep breaths, think about your favourite place, think of the calm. You know what [Villain] said about me is a lie. You know how important you are to me, to everyone. How we act around you is not a lie. [Lover] adores you, you know that! Don’t let that be forgotten because of what [Villain] has to say. They want you to be like this, don’t let them.”

Hero struggled to breathe. The rubble stopped rising, but it still shook. “I’m scared,” Hero managed.“I’ve told you, fear is just fuel. Use it to be stronger. Find your balance,” Mentor stressed.

Hero closed their eyes tight, imagining anything that could help, perfectly balanced scales, ballerinas, they imagined all the cars slowly settling like feathers, coming to a gentle rest. They focused on their breathing, counting, imagining soft sensations on their skin: beach breezes, the warm sun, the gentleness of Lover’s kiss.

Hero slowly opened their eyes. Everything was calm, Mentor was back on solid ground and the air was silent. They huffed out a breath of relief. They’d done it.Mentor smiled encouragingly. Hero hurried to untie them. “It’s going to be alright,” Mentor promised them. “We can fix this.”

Hero nodded hesitantly and the two rushed to Villain’s side.

The rubble had almost gone all the way through them in places. Hero gulped back their panic and with Mentor’s help, they carefully lifted them free. Mentor gagged, Hero had to close their eyes and not look at the wound. One hand wandered to their neck to find a pulse, the other hovered over the wound. Then they relaxed again, imagining their heart slowing, becoming calm again. Then they pictured whatever they could that could resemble the wound mending: materials stitching, broken pieces of pottery being glued together, someone zipping up a coat. The more they imagined it, the more drained they felt, but they refused to stop until the wound was mended.

Then Hero felt a hand on their shoulder. “That’ll do,” Mentor said softly. Hero opened their eyes to see a much smaller wound, survivable. Hero felt something hot touch their lip, and when their fingertips wandered up to meet it they found blood. That was their usual warning sign to stop. No wonder Mentor had cut the process short. Villain coughed as though to prove they’d live.

“We’ll take them somewhere to heal them manually if you want?” Mentor said.Hero nodded. They had to fix this, properly. “I didn’t mean for this to happen,” they managed.“I know. No one is mad, and [Villain] brought this upon themselves… I think I can carry them. You’ve done well.”

Hero got up on wobbly legs and followed Mentor out of the junkyard, back to safety.

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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This or That

I was tagged by @greencrusader13

RULES: bold in what you prefer and then tag 10 people!

(I’m so socially awkward to tag 10 people though) @thedaysidontremember @longlostghost @lovecakebacon uhhh, whoever else wants to do it.

coffee or tea (I don’t drink either but coffee smells nice)

early bird or night owl (If 1am counts ^^’)

chocolate or vanilla

spring or fall

silver or gold

pop or alternative

freckles or dimples

snakes or sharks

mountains or fields

thunderstorms or lightning

Egyptian or Greek mythology (I know most about Greek but Egyptian looks awesome too)

ivory or scarlet

flute or lyre

opal or diamond (Have you SEEN a fire opal?!)

butterflies or honeybees (Fuzzzyyy Jackets! Also stop us from like dying so thank you bees.)

macarons or eclairs

typewritten or handwritten

secret garden or secret library

rooftop or balcony

spicy or mild (I have an eating... issue, my diet is pretty much potato. The most exciting I get is tomato sauce)

opera or ballet (I prefer male opera singers though ^^’)

London or Paris (I may be English but London really isn’t somewhere I fancy going.)

Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet (I prefer Monet’s style more but I love Gogh’s story)

denim or leather

potions or spells (Abracadabra cadabra kapoof!)

ocean or desert (I'm obsessed with the ocean)

mermaids or sirens (I’d rather not get munched, thanks.)

masquerade ball or cocktail party (PRETTY MASKS OMG)

#tag game #i wasn't expecting to be tagged in anything #thank you though

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silverinkgoldenquill · 5 years

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I have been summoned! So, let’s get to it.

1.) What’s an idea/concept you have in mind for a story or character that you have a hard time writing or can’t seem to get down on paper?

Lot's of things, but my one of many current WIPs is definitely anything romance. I find it really hard to write anything where peeps are falling in love and even harder, in this one it's a love triangle! Help and advice, or examples are more than welcome.

2.) What was the first thing you wrote that got you into writing?

Cringe time! Sonic the Hedgehog fanfiction. It was my obsession for a while but hey, to be fair the characters are pretty great. That was a small write up and it got me used to everything involved in a story. Then I made my super duper 160k League of Extraordinary Gentlemen fanfic of epicness in 2015 and am still editing and that set me up for being as decent as I am now and there’s no turning back.

3.) Do you tend to write things down as you come up with them or allow them to develop in your brain first before writing them down?

I write everything down, then I develop. It means I can ‘see’ my thoughts and it's actually a godsend. You don't realise how much easier it is I highly recommend, especially for complicated stuff.

4.) At what point do you tend to get stuck in your WIPs?

I'll end up doing ¾ planning and then write a few chapters and then… bam. I never know what else to write so it takes a good shove to get going again. Most of the time I just have to sit down and force it out of me or plan a bit more and try again.

5.) What are some tips that you’ve had work for you to help you write?

Planning the plot. Writing down everything down as you go because I cannot trust my memory. I write about a paragraph of planning for every scene just reminding myself of what needs to happen. I do it with my prompts too and by doing that writer's block often stays away. That and always back up your work. 😅

6.) What’s your favorite fandom to write in? Or do you prefer original fiction?

League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and their French counterparts Les Hommes Mysterieux all the way (basically old book characters that get together in like an old fashioned Avengers.). Compared to my OCs there's no competition- I'm way too obsessed.

7.) If one of your characters were to come to life, which one would you prefer?

My OCs… hmm. This is a mean question. I haven't really got a massive favourite so far. Gordon Ellis is pretty great though - one of my retired detectives. Yeah, he needs some love. 😅 He's from Blood in the Inkwell and is very precious.

Fanfic wise (LXG fandom) Arsène Lupin, no contest. I need to marry him asap. He deserves worship and I would provide!

8.) Which character is the hardest for you to write for? Why?

OC wise… I'd say, Alistair McKay, also from Blood in the Inkwell. Definitely the clever and cunning types, at any rate, they’re always harder to write since they plan and scheme and sometimes it's hard to think of what realistically they'd do or say.

Fanfic wise (LXG again) definitely Jules Verne’s Captain Nemo. He's so mysterious and secretive. His behaviour is a lot harder to predict and since I write a lot about him in my fics it's quite a stretch of the imagination. And his dialogue is tricky.

9.) If the Myst series was real and books, movies, or games could literally transport you to another world that would affected by what was written/done in its source material, what sort of world would you want to write about in order to visit?

Hm. Tricky question. I'll keep in more general. But definitely historical - Edwardian era. Nice mix of rural and urban, I'd say. Maybe just a “smidge” less sexist and containing lots of mysteries and secrets to uncover. Ooh boi, yes, lots of mysteries. Good ones too that'd make you travel the world.

10.) What story or character idea/concept do you find easy and fun to utilize and/or tends to pop up in your stories?

Where I go whump and kidnap go almost guaranteed. There is no denying my love for whumperflies. I also like my broody characters that get chipped away at too until you start to understand them- my little geodes. Alistair and Gordon are those types to an extent.

I sadly don't know enough of yo to tag so I'll just say all of you can do this one if you'd like. My questions:

1. What character are you most proud of thinking up, arc, backstory and all?

2. Have you ever had a WIP that you've been apprehensive to write, maybe because you don't feel ready to write it or another reason?

3. Favourite tropes?

4. What setting you've ever read about or written would you like to visit most?

5. What piece of writing are you most proud of making?

6. Are you a planner or an improviser with your writing?

7. Which character you've written about would you most like to hug?

8. Which would you most like to give a good telling off to (or worse)?

9. Do you have any writing role models?

10. If given the chance, which WIP would you most like to see as a film/ TV series?

Meet the Writer

rules: answer 10 questions, create 10 new questions, and tag 10 people

thanks @kirstentattersall i am always excited to read and write these!!

I tag: I’m gonna go ahead and tag the only ones I always do @bronzeagelove, @martieek, and @kirstentattersall you can asnwer my new questions if you feel like it (without having to write new ones)

Do not: feel obligated if you’re tagged!

Please do: join in even if you’re not tagged!!!

Note: the new questions are up top & my answered questions are under the cut. For specific questions, I only anwered with the story I’m posting on this blog, since I don’t want to get confusing with my other WIPs.

1. How many WIPs do you have?

2. Which is the oldest WIP (let’s not call them abandoned)?

3. In which fandom did you write your first fanfiction?

4. First thing that usually pops up when writing a new character? Their disign or their role in the story?

5. What’s the most (explicitly) sexual scene you’ve written?

6. What’s the oldest story you remember creating?

7. Are there words which you always spell wrong?

8. If you’d work on your main WIP in public and someone asked what you’re writing, how would you respond?

9. Do you prefer writing male or female characters?

10. Do you imagine your work in other media, such as animation or live action?

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