#and different writing styles

[hungrydogs-if]

Fakeout makeout? Fakeout makeout.

(pretty please, dear author? 🥺)

oh boy you're getting some text now, nonny. you've opened the floodgates for one of my favorite tropes.

also these are a bit ambiguous and abrupt but i hope you enjoy! also all in the same setting.

dane

a wall catches your back just as a rough hand settles on the nape of your neck, cold rings a stark contrast to the sudden heat of his lips on yours. the beard scratches your chin as he holds still, the broad expanse of his torso shielding you from those prying eyes that settle on your darkened forms in the dimly-lit alley. you hear a distant voice mistake you for just a couple of drunken lovebirds, and you feel the chuckle that rumbles in his chest through where your hand is pressed against it. the footsteps recede until there is no other sound than your intermingled breathing, and the hammering of your heart beneath your chest. the fingers release your neck and trail over to tug at the lapels of your jacket, gripping it just for a moment longer before he pulls away with a laugh and a smile, his words a husky rumble in the darkness; "close call, huh?"

mona

she is swift when the footsteps approach, pulling you into an alcove with strength you know only she possesses. in the darkness you hear her ask, "do you trust me?" but she knows the answer. nimble fingers snake around your throat, sharp nails gently scratching into sensitive skin right below your ear and warm, plush lips press against yours as you stumble back against the wall. her thumbs soothe the edge of your jaw, and the taste of black cherries lingers on your lips as the darkness swallows you. the beam of a flashlight passes overhead, and in that brief moment you freeze, the hand that now rests on her hips tightening in response. she pulls away, whispers a reassuring hush, amber eyes glinting in that brief luminous glow. as the footsteps grow distant, she offers you a final caress across your cheekbones, and you know you're safe once again.

sam (no kiss, hugs instead)

their fingers are cold wrapped around your wrist. labored breaths escape both of you, and the feeling of hopelessness creeps closer with every footsteps you hear approaching further behind. a sudden diversion of your path makes you stumble, leg catching a stray debris and you feel gravity meeting you. the pain never comes, a soft body trapped beneath yours as you lie on top of them, heat radiating off overexerted bodies hiding in the shadows. when the footsteps grow louder, they panic, wide eyes darting from you to the alley, and suddenly your body is pulled towards them in an impressive feat of strength. they hug you tight, and you, too, let your head rest against their shoulder as you return the embrace. you stay there for what feels like hours until the night is once again quiet, and you've never enjoyed the silence of the city quite as much as you do then, held tight in those arms.

thirteen

stray lights reflect off a visor when they tilt their head, eerily quiet, like death itself. a miniscule raise of their chin is all the warning you get before gloved fingers curl around your forearm, and the world shifts on its axis. a wall welcomes you with a harsh pain, and you bite your tongue not to make a sound. in a rush, your vision goes dark. the smell of leather invades your senses, the sensation of a warm palm over your eyes a sudden shift. the hollering continues, echoing down the narrow alley, but the impact of what you know is fiberglass on asphalt steals your attention. a questions forms on your lips, your own fingers reaching for the hand planted over your eyes only to be pushed aside, pinned to the cold wall by your head. the questions are swiftly silenced by something rough - lips not at all soft, but scarred, with a deep gouge across, leaving the sensation bizarre, asymmetrical. before you can collect you thoughts, the cold fiberglass of a Helmer grazes the bridge of your nose, and the warm leather disappears from your eyes, leaving you blinking at your own reflection in that infernal, abyssal visor. the phantom sensation still lingers on your lips, and they lift a finger to their face in a shushing motion, only then releasing the hand still pinned to the wall.

angel

"what did you do, what did you do" the words are spoken in a panic, two strong hands on your shoulders in attempt to shake the answer out of you. hazel eyes burn into yours, wild and frantic. searching for an answer you can't articulate. a frustrated growl comes from them as they pace, hands running through their hair. your brain doesn't catch up with your movements before you've shedded the telltale jacket off your shoulders, quickly discarded on the ground, swallowed by the shadows falling around you. your hands are on their body before you realize, and the grunt of impact is swallowed by your lips when they tumble against the harsh wall. you feel angry fingers curling into the collar of your shirt, freezing there as voices call out from beyond the darkness. their lips are soft, cold in the frigid evening air, and you feel the snarl in how they mold against yours, if only for a moment before the sounds of angry pursuers vanish and you're roughly shoved back. meeting those furious eyes is a sight, and in the low light you see no hazel, only blown pupils glaring daggers at you.

#asks. #dane. #mona. #angel. #sam. #thirteen. #i've been working on this for a long time #aorry for the massive delay #and different writing styles #there was a long break between the first three and the rest lol #enjoy though! #hopefully #not beta read

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

#due to the Great Data Decay academics write viciously argumentative articles on which episodes aired in what order #at conferences professors have known to engage in physically violent altercations whilst debating the air date number of household viewers #90% of the couch gags have been lost and there is a billion dollar trade in counterfeit “lost copies” #serious note: i'll be honest i always assumed it was english imperialism that made shakespeare so inescapable in the 19th/20th cent #like his writing should have become obscure at the same level of his contemporaries #but british imperialists needed an ENGLISH LANGUAGE (and BRITISH) writer to venerate #and shakespeare wrote so many damn things that there was a humongous body of work just sitting there waiting to be culturally exploited... #i know it didn't happen like this but i imagine a English Parliament House Committee Member For The Education Of The Masses or something #cartoonishly stumbling over a dusty cobwebbed crate labelled the Complete Works of Shakespeare #and going 'Eureka! this shall make excellent propoganda for fabricating a national identity in a time of great social unrest. #it will be a cornerstone of our elitist educational institutions for centuries to come! long live our decaying empire!' #'what good fortune that this used to be accessible and entertaining to mainstream illiterate audience members... #..but now we can strip that away and make it a difficult & alienating foundation of a Classical Education! just like the latin language :)' #anyway maybe there's no such thing as the 'greatest writer of x language' in ANY language? #maybe there are just different styles and yes levels of expertise and skill but also a high degree of subjectivity #and variance in the way that we as individuals and members of different cultures/time periods experience any work of media #and that's okay! and should be acknowledged!!! and allow us to give ourselves permission to broaden our horizons #and explore the stories of marginalized/underappreciated creators #instead of worshiping the List of Top 10 Best (aka Most Famous) Whatevers Of All Time/A Certain Time Period #anyways things are famous for a reason and that reason has little to do with innate “value” #and much more to do with how it plays into the interests of powerful institutions motivated to influence our shared cultural narratives #so i'm not saying 'stop teaching shakespeare'. but like...maybe classrooms should stop using it as busy work that (by accident or designs) #happens to alienate a large number of students who could otherwise be engaging critically with works that feel more relevant to their world #(by merit of not being 4 centuries old or lacking necessary historical context or requiring untaught translation skills) #and yeah...MAYBE our educational institutions could spend less time/money on shakespeare critical analysis and more on... #...any of thousands of underfunded areas of literary research i literally (pun!) don't know where to begin #oh and p.s. the modern publishing world is in shambles and it would be neat if schoolwork could include modern works? #beautiful complicated socially relevant works of literature are published every year. it's not just the 'classics' that have value #and actually modern publications are probably an easier way for students to learn the basics. since lesson plans don't have to include the #important historical/cultural context many teens need for 20+ year old media (which is older than their entire lived experience fyi)

[ronanlynchbf]

tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY

#i literally JUST finished hill house a few days ago and i already want to reread. Badly. it's sooo so so soo sooooooooo good <33333!!!!! #also completely enamored by shirley jackson's writing style i NEED to read everything she has written ever like right now.. #opening lines of ALL TIME btw 👆❗❗❗ #r.txt #the haunting of hill house #ALSO i've seen commentary videos on the tv show they made of hill house but from what i remember of it it's SO different from the book??? #i think they were all siblings in the show which is??????? like why would you change that part?? i love sibling relationships as much as the #next guy but i feel like the fact that none of them knew each other was such an essential part of the story like why would u change it.... #also eleanor was like. an entirely different character who was also already dead in the show i believe??? and dr. montague doesn't exist?? #hill house could've been really good as a show idk why they changed it up like that...like was the original story not interesting enough for #you or something?? WHO decided to make that change i just wanna talk 🤨

[songtwo]

it's already been said but it's crazy how female artists in the 90s wanted nothing to do w the feminist label and yet the message they sent through their music was actually empowering due to its rawness and authenticity while nowadays everyone tries too hard to be a feminist and an ally and they just come off as fake and bland bc it's all this sugarcoated liberal white feminism #girlboss barbie 2023 and the worst part is ppl actually buy into that but get scared when they see anything sinead oconnor did

#Ppl thinking the man by Taylor swift is a radical piece of feminist writing...... grow up #kinda related but not quite . everyone used to look so different and unique while now they all have the same face and style

[caramelldansenu]

also lamb

#art #fanart #drawing #sketch #cotl #cult of the lamb #cotl lamb #cotl narinder #i was too lazy to write all that with my finger #so i just gave them different fonts #i think im so hilarious #the lamb is such a pain to draw as a little guy #so im just gonna start drawing them in my art style

[typho-draws]

A I L U R A N T H R O P Y 1 0 1

#art #my art #oc #my ocs #my oc #werecat #werewolf #neon #werewolf oc #werecat oc #horror #wanted to do a fun little dossier thing!!! :-D #took waaay too long but YAAAY finally done #i want to make more dossier style stuff of different thangs too..... looking at my alien raptorid dudes #i need to draw up world building type pieces like mad #everything is stored in my brain like a vault i neeed to draw it all out #also if some of this doesnt make sense....... sorry!!! i think in pictures and writing stuff is hard

[grandapplewit]

AU where Shen Yuan, soon after Binghe falls into the Abyss, loses all his memories of Shen Qingqiu. He assumes that he transmigrated into some no name NPC, and enjoys his life as a rogue cultivator completely oblivious to the Heavenly Demon and multiple Peak Lord’s tearing the world apart trying to find him.

#in my head he became a rogue cultivator operating out of Jinlan City #he stumbled upon a sham cultivator scamming the people out of their money and promptly kicked him out and took over his shop #Liu Qingge and Luo Binghe walk into a cultivators shop #who do they find but the man they’ve relentlessly hunted down for years #and surprise!! #he doesn’t recognize them!! #hes wearing green but it’s in a different style #he’s selling bestiaries and cultivation guides and protective talismans #all hand made and well loved and just slightly different than Cang Qiong teaches #but they’re accurate and reasonably priced so they can’t really complain #he wears his hair differently #but his tea tastes the same #shen qingqiu #luo binghe #liu qingge #svsss #wit writes #bingliushen #bingqiu #liushen #mxtx svsss

[iknowwhereyousnoozeatnight]

misa my love

#death note #misa amane #alcohol #i adore her i love her sm she’s perfect and i love her very much #i drew this at a ridiculous hour and i’m also writing this at a ridiculous hour and also i might even post this at a ridiculous hour so #that’s how it is #anyways i tried using thinner lines for once thicker lines like feel better to draw and shit they work better for my style i think but #i like thin lines too they’re just sneaker to me yeah they’re sneakier they like do things that thicker lines don’t and they feel different #w my pen even though they are just smaller idk they have vibes that are different anyways goodnight goodbye i’m tired

[icewindandboringhorror]

I know this is just a silly bad quality random screencap of a screencap that I found on facebook lol, BUT it's a succinct enough image to easily describe the concept in a quick/accessible way hopefully :

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(and of course, feel free to elaborate in tags, etc.! (especially elaborating about other senses as well.. can you "hear" in your mind just as well as you can "see"? taste? etc.) It's an interesting topic to me, as someone who's like a 4.5 at MOST lol. I'm curious what option will be the most common :0c )

#tumblr polls #hrmm... a little poll perhaps.. about a subject I find interesting.. since this image came across my facebook today #still really not feeling that well. no longer shaking violently and such but I still feel weird and weak much more than usual #They did say my markers for like infection or inflammation were elevated but that they werent sure of the cause so hopefully #it's nothing too serious. they did also say a lot of different things can cause that thing to be higher than normal but didn't go into spec #fics of what. maybe some of them are relatively benign or something. I still havent felt much back to normal since #I got really sick that one time though. I feel fine on and off but then little bouts of feeling weird and sick happen. hrmmm #ANYWAY.. looking for small ways to be productive. such as little doodles on evil ipad or editing game videos #or posting polls or cat pictures or some other like not very labor intensive things #I WISH I COULD FOCUS on writing HHRGGhh... I need to finish my game.. it would be so freeing.. a project that's been looming #over my head for like 5 years even though througouht that 5yrs I've probably spent a total of 3 months working on it lo.. ANYWAY #I still partially really cannot beleive that people CAN see stuff in their heads. There's always part of me that's thinking like. well mayb #e everyone DOES see the same exact thing but we just describe/conceptualize it so differently that we think we're talking about #different things when we're really not. But I have been assured by people I've talked to about it that they can GENUINELY really see #stuff in their heads like as vivid as an actual picture in real life or something. And the other senses are neat too. Like for exmaple I #can hear in my head much better than I can see imagery. I still CANNOT hear vividly like as if I were listening to actual music out loud.. #but I think it's developed more than my sight. AND interesting how this varies the creative process. a friend I was talking to on the phone #said they write by literally just watching stuff play before them like a movie. where my process is COMPLETELY different. AND that affects #the content/what details we focus on as well as our individual styles of writing have differences that can be traced back to that.. hrmm

[journey-to-the-attic]

family reunion!! (imagine this is some hypothetical jtta version of s3)

#art #obey me #obey me belphegor #jtta ik #i feel like i could write paragraphs about belphie and ik's dynamic post The Incident #scratch that i could do that with literally any of the characters #so i'll spare you that but the thesis is that while he'd never admit it #in some ways ik is belphie's worst fear #while belphie was at some point ik's worst fear #though for very different reasons #belphie is by default the brother that makes fun of you #but plots kira-style to ruin the life of anyone who messes with you at school

[fictionadventurer]

There's something about reading really great writing that's so relaxing. You can just sit back and let the words wash over you, knowing that you can trust the writer.

#random thought of the day #books #part of the reason i'm not getting writing done today was because i spent most of my free time reading from books i've let sit for too long #i haven't been able to sink into good fiction for a while #so elizabeth goudge felt like a spiritual experience #cleansing and uplifting #it always takes me a while to get into her books #there's a learning curve of a couple of chapters to adjust to the style #but once i break through it's bliss #it becomes easy as breathing #there's nothing quite like what she does #i love books that understand that goodness isn't boring or trite #you don't need to have 'darkness' and 'grit' to be complex #like one bit that took my breath away was the talk about sallie and david's marriage struggles #they're both good people who love each other #but they also have their differences because they're human and that causes struggles #not marriage-breaking struggles just nuanced life struggles #and i'm not sure i've seen something like that in a book before #it's a good marriage they married the right people but that doesn't mean life is perfect #goudge uderstands that marriage isn't happily ever after--heaven is #and a good marriage is two people partnering up to help each other reach that goal #it's so much more adult than any 'complex adult' work i've seen

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Decided to take the leap and post the little fanfic I wrote at the start of the month to AO3. The Yiling Laozu takes a break in the burial mounds. Also, there is a worm.

#mdzs #wei wuxian #writing #No obligation to read if you're just here for the silly comics! #They will be back tomorrow! #This was my way of re-engaging with a creative outlet that I put aside for a long while. #and while my style leans into the experimental side - I always find I have the most fun that way. #If you do read - I hope you enjoy it! No issues at all if it is not your cup of tea B*) #This whole blog leans into 'And now - time for something entirely different'! but this is the biggest departure from my usual far thus far. #I have so many thoughts to share about my thought process with this one...alas #I also want to let people have their unbiased thoughts about it. Such is the pain of authourship.

[sunnfish]

[ID: A digital illustration of Sissel from Ghost Trick. He is shown from a lower angle, as if the viewer were looking up at him. He has a hand close to the viewer and clutching a glowing soul core. His other hand is in his pocket, and he has a serious expression on his face. The background is the clock that appears when you time travel in the game, consisting of a glowing red clock face and glowing red lines radiating from it on a black background. The art style mimics that of the game’s, with sharp black lines and shading. The color palette is mostly red, with some light blue radiating from the soul. The artist’s signature “sunnfish 2023” is written on his leg. /End ID]

Change your fate.

#ignore me drawing in a thousand different styles lately. #i simply do what the brain images tell me #anyways. hiiiiiii play ghost trick. now #sunnfish.pdf #my art #also if you havent played the game dont read the tags from now on. im warning you #blah #blah blah blah #ghost trick #dont read further #blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah #blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #spoilers be here #not super bad but I think it’d ruin your experience #okay not ruin. but it might ruin the twist a little. there should be a less extreme word for ruin #final warning #sissel #yomiel #hell of a time writing the description. not sure of the etiquette of spoilery character names #blocking off the end now just in case. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah #blah blah blah blah blah blah #blah blah blah blah blah #blah blah #lalallal la la la la dee da la la lalala #sorry I’m really cautious .. I simply think the blind experience was so good and I don’t wanna risk anything yknow #okay bye. peace and love on planet ghost trick #ghost trick phantom detective

[dabislittlemouse]

can we talk more about touch starved dabi?

'*•.¸♡ touch starved Dabi ♡¸.•*'   

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ The first glimpse of Dabi makes you believe that he is a person who hates being touched, getting pissed off at the slightest tap on the shoulder or when anybody gets too close to him. Which is true, Dabi hates it a lot, gets annoyed easily when someone touches him. And you’ve noticed that too, so you figured it’s best to keep distance whenever you’re around him and not touch him. He is like a feral cat which won’t let you pet. Though you were dying to.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ But one day as you two were sitting in the balcony, as usual smoking and looking at nothing in particular but the darkness outside, you noticed he was almost falling asleep, leaning against the wall and slowly closing his eyes. You shifted a bit closer to him just in case he’d fall over as he was asleep; which he did. He ended up leaning on your shoulder instead, it had been a long tiring day, and he was drained out of energy. You tried your best to not squirm in your seat as the man slept quietly next to you. Without thinking twice your hand places itself on his hair, just as you expected; it was soft and fluffy, you’ve been dying to run your hand through those raven spikes of his. Gently you caressed his hair, making sure to not wake him up. A soft sigh escaped his lips, making you flinch in surprise as you noticed that his eyes were open now, holding a soft expression on his face as his cheeks just above his scars seemed to be more tainted in pink than usual. A “huh” escaped his mouth as you apologized for doing what you did, but all he did is simply put your hand back in his hair. “C’mon, don’t be sorry. It felt nice, alright?” he says with a handsome sleazy grin, as if trying to distract you from the fact that he was actually blushing.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ It didn’t take too long for you to realize that Dabi actually liked being touched, but not from anybody; just from you. He’d give himself too much sometimes, just a simple placement of your hand on his chest or shoulder made his heart flutter on his chest and his face heating up, it was so nice to feel your tender touch on his burnt aching body. You figured that what made him almost squirm was the way you’d gently trace the part when his healthy skin met the burnt one, the way you caressed his hand with your delicate fingers, doing circular motions on his palm, and sometimes he’d just grab and squeeze your hand instead, bringing it on his lips to kiss it.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Oh, hugs with him are the best. Dabi loves your hugs, so much, they give him a sense of safety and comfort which he could never find anywhere else. He loved the contrast of how good your soft skin feels against his marred one, how nice you smell, he keeps you pressed against his body and doesn’t let go for once, and if you dare try to move and go away he’ll huff and pout. You better cuddle him real nice too, gently caressing his back and kissing his forehead, and the man will be sweating.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Dabi is like a feral cat which nobody ever showed love and tenderness to, ready to bite and hiss whenever someone gets too close. But once he has a taste of what it feels like to have someone love on you and touch you so softly, he’s completely addicted. <3

#B.writes #tried to do a kinda different writing style this time #dabi #touya todoroki #mha dabi #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #todoroki #dabi x you #dabi x reader #dabi headcanons #dabi x y/n #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #dabi fanfiction

[coquelicoq]

as a huge unreliable narrator enjoyer i love the fact that the raven tower is narrated by someone who cannot lie. so the narration is not unreliable, and any kind of uncertainty is always couched in "here is a story i have heard" or "i imagine", but it scratches the same itch as unreliable narration because the evidentiality of the narration is still so central, just in the opposite way. stories that don't care about where the narrator is getting their information or what biases are present in the way that information is shared with us are on one end of a spectrum, and stories that do care about those things are on the other end, and the raven tower is firmly situated alongside the unreliably narrated stories even though the whole point is that the narrator is as motivated as it is possible to be to never say something that is untrue. and it's fascinating to see how ann leckie manages to build suspense and subvert expectations without really at any point deliberately misleading the reader. every time i reread one of her books, the bouncing of the dvd screensaver in my brain gets a little more frenetic. how does she do what she does. ann leckie what is your secret.

#this post is spoiler-free btw. the narrator is very upfront about the fact that it can't lie and says this very early in the story #i'm only like 40% through my reread and i don't remember any details of what happens but i'm already losing it #and the fact that it's first-person second-person narration...completely undivorceable from the conceit of the book #might write a different post about that but probably only after i finish rereading #i finally got my sister to agree to read it and she's like 'i read the first fifteen pages! i like the style' #and i'm barely restraining myself from being like girl please read another fifty pages and get back to me #if you are not frothing at the mouth by page 100 then your money back. guaranteed. #my sister loves semantics like the linguistic subfield of semantics so i've been begging her to read this for so many years... #like i KNOW she will love it when that stuff starts becoming apparent. which is remarkably early in the book #hrrrrhughghrhrrgh i want to talk about it so bad #the raven tower #ann leckie #my posts #unreliable narrators #or not!!! actually!!! #storytelling #semantics

[allgremlinart]

superbat wip... that World’s Finest cover was right, they DO deserve a homoerotic beach vacation..

#pspsps huge Clark truthers #this inspired by the scraps of canon superbat size difference evidence I've found.. #also when I'm done if anyone wants to write a fic where they get tricked into taking a romantic getaway parent trap style... feel free #allgremlinwip