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plotandelegy · 6 months
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Crafting Spells with Incantations: A Primer for Fantasy Writers
1. The Roots of Language & Power: Think about languages. Why is Latin so captivating to many? Elvish words from Tolkien's Middle Earth gives us a sense of nostalgia. Incantations borrow from the weight and mystery of forgotten or invented tongues to create allure in our fictional works. Authors might want to consider phonetic aesthetics and rhyming words. Cadence can distinguish between magic that stays with the reader or falls short.
2. The Binding Element - Intention: Fancy words can enchant, but intention carries power. Consider the caster's emotions, desires, and the cost of wielding the magic. A simple spell to light a candle may be whispered, while summoning a storm might require a shout. Emotional resonance adds depth to your magical system. Depth can make it more relatable and memorable. 
3. The Harmony of Gesture: Incantations are often paired with gestures. The flow between word and motion can amplify potency. Perhaps the caster must trace a key through the air to open a door. Visual clues help readers see spell casting in their minds. 
4. The Complexity of Consequence: Let spells have consequences. Mispronouncing an incantation could come with disastrous or unexpected outcomes. Spells can backfire if cast with doubt. Create checks and balances that challenge your characters. 
5. Soundscapes of Sorcery: When performed correctly, what sounds accompany the spell? What sounds come when the magic is incorrect? Spells that summon forth storms release echoing booms in the distance. Offer readers a multi-sensory experience where they can 'hear' the magic too
-Indigo
If you’d like more check out my article on unique and classical sources of magic.
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Ternyata, kita adalah dua orang yang tidak mengerti seni komunikasi, dua orang yang saling mencintai yang sama-sama insecure terhadap diri kita masing-masing.
Saat itu kukira hanya aku yang insecure ternyata, kamu juga.
Tidak ada yang perlu disesali, tidak ada yang perlu dimulai kembali, kita hanya perlu belajar untuk saling mengerti, melengkapi, dan menerima pasangan kita nantinya di masa depan.
—@sitijubaedahputrimanguntur
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nekoannie-chan · 1 year
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Annie’s 1K Kitties Writing Challenge
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Hi everyone! I’ve been on Tumblr since 2007, and finally, I reached 1K followers, so I wanna celebrate it with my second challenge hosted.
English and/or Spanish speakers can join, I wrote the guidelines in both languages (first in English, then in Spanish), and after the guidelines are the prompts you can choose. Please, read the guidelines carefully.
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¡Hola! He estado en Tumblr desde 2007 y finalmente llegué a 1K de seguidores, por lo que quiero celebrándolo con mi segundo reto de escritura.
Personas que hablan español e/o inglés pueden participar, escribí las reglas en ambos idiomas (primero en inglés y luego en español) después de las reglas están las frases. Por favor, lee con cuidado las reglas.
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English/Inglés
 This time the dynamic is different from the previous challenge. So read carefully the guidelines.
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Here are the guidelines/rules:
 💜 You don’t have to follow me but I’d appreciate it.
💜 Please reblog this post.
💜 Send me an ask with the prompt and the character you choose.
💜 Please, no Real Person Fics and no social media AU.
💜 No underage characters, pedo, underage, bestiality, incest, A/B/O.
💜 One prompt per person (first come, first served). In case all were taken I have more to add. Prompts are below the cut.
💜 Min 500 words, no max but if it’s more than 4000 words make it a series, and please use ‘Read More’.
💜 Reader insert only.
💜 Must be posted on Tumblr.
     ⁎⁎If you also post it on AO3 and/or Wattpad and/or ffnet, let me know to add it to a collection, read it and comment it⁎⁎
💜 Drabbles, one-shots or series are fine, but can’t be part of previously published or existing series.
💜 If you write smut or dark fic, the writer must be +18.
💜 If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask me.
💜 In Author’s note put the prompt you chose, please.
💜 Tag all the warnings and triggers.
💜 If I don’t comment and reblog your fic in 48 hours, send me a message, sometimes dumblr doesn’t notify me, and I’ll add your entry to a masterlist.
💜 Deadline: March 18th, 2023.
💜 Tag me when you post it and use the tags #Annie’s 1K Kitties Writing Challenge.
💜 The steps are following:
Choose the character from the list (5 people per character)
Choose a prompt from option A (the dialogues are bold), or from option B or option C. ⁎One person per prompt⁎ 
⁎⁎If you choose a prompt from option B, I will answer your ask with a song (it maybe be in a language different from English) ⁎⁎
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Español/Spanish
 Esta vez la dinámica es diferente respecto al reto anterior. Así que lee cuidadosamente las reglas.
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Las reglas son las siguientes:
 💜 No tienes que seguirme, pero lo apreciaría.
💜 Por favor rebloguea esta entrada.
💜 Mándame una “pregunta” con el personaje y la frase que elegiste.
💜 No fics con personas reales o actores ni social media AU.
💜 No personajes menores de edad, pedo, menores de edad, bestiality, incesto A/B/O.
💜 Una frase por persona (quien primero llega, primero elije). Creo que hay suficiente, pero sino, aún tengo frases para agregar. Las frases están después del corte.
💜 Mínimo 500 palabras, no hay máximo, pero si es de más de 4000 palabras, hazla serie y por favor usa “Seguir Leyendo”
💜 Únicamente que sea por lectora o lector.
💜 Deberá de ser publicado en Tumblr.
      ⁎⁎Si lo publicas en AO3, Wattpar y/o ffnet, dime para poder agregarlo a una colección, leerlo y comentar.⁎⁎
💜 Drabbles, one-shots o series están bien, si es una serie, que sea el primer capítulo y etiquétame en todos los subsecuentes.
💜 Si se quiere hacer un Smut o dark fics, el escritor debe ser de +18.
💜 Si tienes alguna pregunta, no dudes en preguntarme.
💜 En la nota de autor pon la canción que elegiste.
💜 Etiqueta todas las advertencias.
💜 De preferencia escríbelo en inglés (o en ambos idiomas si gustas) para que más personas lo puedan disfrutar; si tienes algún problema con el idioma, puedo ayudarte aunque me tardaría un poco, ya que también estoy haciendo varias cosas en la vida real.
💜 Si no comento y reblogueo tu fic en 48 horas, mándame un mensaje, a veces dumblr no me notifica, tu fic será agregado a una masterlist.
💜 Fecha límite: 18 de marzo 2023.
💜 Cuando postees tu entrada etiquétame y usa las etiquetas #Annie’s 1K Kitties Writing Challenge.
💜 Los pasos a seguir son los siguientes:
 Elige a tu personaje (únicamente 5 personas por personaje):
Elige alguna frase de la opción A (las que están resaltadas, son diálogos) o de la opción B o de la opción C. ⁎Una persona por frase⁎
⁎⁎Si eliges una frase de la opción B, responderé a tu “pregunta” con una canción (puede estar en un idioma diferente al español).⁎⁎
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Prompts and characters are below the cut!
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Characters:
 ✬ Brock Rumlow (2/5)
✬ Ororo Munroe (0/5)
✬ Lorna Dane (1/5)
✬ Clarice Fong/Ferguson (0/5)
✬ Ana/Satana Helstrom (0/5)
✬ Logan Howlett (1/5)
✬ John Proudstar (0/5)
✬ Steve Rogers (5/5)
✬ Michael Morbius (1/5)
✬ Janet van Dyne  (0/5)
✬ Johnny Storm (0/5)
✬ Dottie Underwood (1/5)
✬ Sue Storm (0/5)
✬ Jack Rollins (1/5)
✬ Nico Minoru (0/5)
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Option A:
 1.     “You can’t make me forget you.”
2.     “All right, don’t call me ‘sweetie’. You can’t hold a person prisoner and then call them ‘sweetie’!”
3.     “I’m not evil or anything.”
        “I’ve heard that one before.”
4.     “In case you didn’t get the memo. I’m not one of the good guys anymore.” @saiyanprincessswanie
5.     “Wrong things done for the right reasons still the wrong thing.”
6.     “Don’t worry. We had safe sex. A lot of safe sex.” @nana1000night
7.     “We kick evil’s ass every day.”
        “Sometimes twice a day.”
8.     “We may not be murderers, but we’re no angels either.” @azulatodoryuga​
9.     “Believe me, everything will be different now.” @unnuevosoltransformalarealidad
10.  “This whole family needs a shrink.”
11.  “Just because I protect the innocent doesn’t mean I have to be innocent all of the time.” @sweeterthanthis​
12.  “I have enough to do without worrying about who you’re torturing in the attic!”
13.  “Everything happens for a reason, remember, you told me that.” @there-goes-thefighter
14.  “Have you gone crazy again?”
15.  “Don’t worry. We’ll be safe here.”
       “Don’t say that. In horror movies, the people that say that are always the next to die.”
16.  “This is crazy. You can’t leave like this.”
17.  “Is there something that we don’t know… that we should know… you know?”
18.  “Innocents and alleys, don’t they ever learn?”
19.  “We sure did miss a lot when we were dead.”
20.  “We could sure use some cosmic help right about now.”
21.  “Yeah, well, rules are meant to be broken.”
       “Yeah, but bodies weren’t.”
       “And neither were hearts.” @galatially​
22.  “Silly Witches. Tricks are for kids.”
23.  “Don’t you think you’re being a little paranoid? “ @ghostofskywalker
24.  “Everyone’s treating me so differently. I’m still me. There’s just a whole lot more of me going on.” @delorita
25.  “Did you get my flowers?”
       “Yeah. ‘Sorry, I tried to strangle you’, probably not a card the florist gets to write every day.” @azulatodoryuga
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Option B:
 1.     'Cause, I feel like I'm the worst, so, I always act like I'm the best.
2.     Six months passed and you said goodbye to me.
3.     I don't belong to anyone. I guess you could say that my life's a mess
4.     Your hands still shake if you hear me talk.
5.     Underneath it all, we’re just savages.
6.     Don't you hear me when I say I'm lonely?
7.     I would have the courage to walk up to you and ask you your name.
8.     You’ve stolen my innocence through all your shams
9.     Do not need a reason for you to return to me.
10.  That everything can happen to you and suddenly you’re very lonely.
11.  Love one another, live for each other.
12.  You’re the one that I need, I’m the one you loathe.
13.  I know that it's already late and I’m sorry our love ends.
14.  That's because I'm afraid of getting hurt. @azulatodoryuga​
15.  Somebody save me and answer my please.
16.  You never told me what it was that made you strong
17.  And I kept it for me.
18.  I’ve lost my dreams and my love, lashed by the rain.
19.  Your face is like a melody.
20.  And everything is perfect when I feel you.
21.  As every night I woke up thinking of you
22.  Why is it so painful to touch you?
23.  I’m breaking my heart.
24.  Save yourself and let them suffer.
25.  Am I no longer in your heart now?
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Option C:
 1.     “I can't change what I've done, but I can start trying to be a better person today.”
2.     “Failure is not an option.”
3.     “It’s Halloween, I guess everyone entitled to one good scare.”
4.     “Whatever you do, don’t fall asleep.”
5.     “Because you liked my poem. Only I didn’t write it. Someone else did it.”
6.     “I can smell your filthy soul.” @talia-rumlow
7.     “It’s the water! Wherever you are, don’t drink the water.”
8.     “No, I’m the real thing.”
9.     “Can you imagine what happens to us after death? Be doubtful.”
10.  “Sometimes hatred can even give unbelievable power to people”
11.  “Only pain and suffering will make you realize who you are.”
12.  “I was born to breathe... But I wasn't breathing just because I was born.”
13.  “Why not kill? Everyone has their issues.” @fluffyprettykitty​
14.   “Delusion is a lie that tells a truth.”
15.  “There's something more to this place. Our cell phone don't work. Neither does the T.V. Or radio. We're isolated.”
16.  “This is a secret operation. No one should know, neither you.”
17.  “Oh, great. Valium. Not only will we be able to go to sleep, if we get attacked in the middle of the night, we won’t even care.”
18.  “I’ll see you soon.”
19.  "That woman deserves her revenge...And we deserve to die."
20.  “You know, I may have never liked you. Point of fact, I despise you. But that shouldn’t suggest I don’t respect you.”
21.  “Welcome to the witching hour.”
22.  “Okay, here's your motivation. You're lost, you're angry in the woods, and no one is here to help you.”
23.  “You're so much smaller than I remember.”
24.  “I ought to drag you out there and FEED you to those things!”
25.  “Live or die, make your choice.” @crushedbyhyperbole
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Preptober 2023 - Snowflake Edition
Here in the Office we're going to be doing Preptober using the Snowflake method.
What is Preptober? During the month of October, people planning to do NaNoWriMo prepare for the month, getting their story and their lives ready to complete the challenge. The programme is actually 6 weeks long, so this room is going to be a little longer than a month.
What is NaNoWriMo? During the month of November, writers around the world attempt to write 50,000 words of a novel in one month - known as National Novel Writing Month.
What is the Snowflake Method? This is a fiction writing method where you follow 10 steps to get your novel ready to write. The steps all involve gradually expanding and branching your story (sort of like a snowflake). It is the brainchild of Randy Ingermanson.
I strongly recommend buying Ingermanson's book How to Write a Novel Using the Snowflake Method and reading along with it. Its a very engaging read. At first the unusual style in which it was written put me off a little, but after a while I realised I was actually hooked on the story he was telling too (following the journey of the book's protagonist quite closely, which I am guessing was the point). I often struggle to read 'examples' in fiction writing books and the way this book is written overcame that completely.
For this room, I will use the material Ingerman provides for free on his website. I will not add anything from the book, but I will suggest chapters to read if you are also reading.
How will this work? Throughout the 6 weeks of Preptober, I will post prompts to complete two things:
The steps of the Snowflake Method, spaced out according to their length.
The steps of the Preptober course outline from the NaNoWriMo website.
We’ll use the Snowflake Method to cover the first few weeks of Preptober. Because you move around between things like plot and character, we won’t be doing these in order. Below is the the full schedule of posts.
Week 1 (normally idea generation)
18 September: Step 1 (takes about 1 hour)
20 September: Step 2 (takes about 1 hour)
22 September: Step 3 (takes a few hours, depending how many characters you have)
Week 2 (normally characters)
25 September: Step 4 (takes a few hours)
28 September: Step 5 (takes a few days)
Week 3 (normally plot)
2 October: Step 6 (takes a week)
Week 4 (normally worldbuilding)
9 October: Step 7 (takes a week)
Week 5 (normally grow your writing community)
16 October: Step 8
Week 6 (normally find and manage your time)
23 October: Step 9
Step 10 is to write so that will start on 1 November. You can always skip over to Ingermanson's website and find the next steps if you need to arrange things on a different time scale.
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undernightskies · 8 months
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Somewhat akin to tiredness, this ache soaked into my bones, like a sponge steeped in alcohol. I am numb from the lack of sustenance, a nice feeling, to be emptied out. I am elemental, atomic, now I am almost nothing. Thin as a breeze, as a nightgown barely covering, slight like silk, maybe even only, a puff of air. They describe it as gnawing, these pains, this deep knowing, that I could be half of me. I foraged within myself, among the new green of budding leaves and found the twigs of disaster that I hung my reflection upon. And the hoarded parts of me, that desired more and more. I rummaged within and found myself lessened like cotton candy after one small bite. What if I was happier to sate this clambering hunger with cream drunk love? I cannot. My ribs rise and fall to the beat of denial and dissolution, evaporation, as though we are only clouds.
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5 Ways to Make Your Writing Sessions More Productive
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Writing can be a truly daunting task, and sometimes it can be challenging to get into the right mindset to be productive. Whether you're a professional writer or just starting, there are certain techniques you can use to boost your productivity and make the most of your writing sessions. In this post, I'll be helping you add five beneficial ways to make your writing sessions more productive, so you can achieve your writing goals efficiently.
Section 1: Set Clear Goals
The first step to making your writing sessions more productive is to set clear goals. Without clear goals, it's challenging to measure your progress and stay motivated. Start by defining what you want to accomplish in your writing session. It could be completing a chapter, writing a specific number of words, or finishing a blog post draft, etc. Once you have defined your goals, break them down into smaller, achievable tasks. Create a to-do list and prioritize the tasks based on their importance. This will help you stay focused and on track during your writing sessions.
Focusing on one task at a time will also help you avoid distractions and increase your productivity. Take the time to plan your writing sessions, and you'll see a significant improvement in your output.
Section 2: Create a Distraction-Free Environment
Creating a distraction-free environment is crucial for a productive writing session. Eliminate any potential distractions, such as social media notifications, phone calls, or emails. Turn off your phone or set it to airplane mode, so you're not tempted to check it during your writing session. If you're writing from home, let your family members know that you're working on a project and need some quiet time.
Choose a workspace that is comfortable and conducive to writing.
A cluttered or uncomfortable workspace can affect your concentration and reduce your productivity. Ensure that your workspace is well-lit and has good ventilation. You could also consider playing some soft background music to help you stay focused, but make sure it's not too distracting. Creating a distraction-free environment will help you stay focused and produce quality work in less time.
Section 3: Take Breaks
While it may seem counter-intuitive, taking breaks can actually increase your productivity. Sitting in front of your computer for extended periods can lead to burnout and reduce your creativity. Taking regular breaks can help you recharge and get back to work with renewed energy. Plan your breaks in advance and stick to them. It could be a short walk, a coffee break, or a reading session to one of those unfinished books sitting on your bookshelf. Whatever you choose, make sure it's something that helps you relax and recharge. Avoid checking your emails or social media during your breaks, as this can lead to distractions and reduce the effectiveness of your break. Remember, taking breaks is not a waste of time. It's an essential part of staying productive and achieving your writing goals.
Section 4: Write During Your Most Productive Time of Day
We all have a time of day when we're most productive. Some people are morning people, while others are night owls. Identify your most productive time of day and plan your writing sessions accordingly. During your most productive time of day, you'll be more focused, alert, and creative. You'll also be able to produce more quality work in less time. If you're not sure when your most productive time of day is, try experimenting with different times until you find the one that works best for you. Writing during your most productive time of day will help you stay on track and achieve your writing goals more efficiently.
Additionally, I am currently developing a writing session routine generator that is designed to be highly customizable and supportive. My aim is to deliver a tool that will be of great benefit to all of my followers and users.)
Section 5: Use Writing Prompts or Outlines
Using writing prompts or outlines can help you stay on track during your writing sessions. Writing prompts can help you get started if you're struggling with writer's block. They can also help you generate new ideas and perspectives. An outline is a structured plan that outlines the main points of your writing. It can help you organize your thoughts and ensure that your writing is coherent and well-structured. An outline can also help you save time by reducing the need for extensive revisions. Using writing prompts or outlines is an effective way to stay productive and produce quality work in less time.
As a personal guideline, I make it a point to have an outline, particularly for my blog posts, unless I am engaging in freestyle writing.
Conclusion
Writing is a challenging task that requires focus, discipline, and creativity. By following these five techniques, you can make your writing sessions more productive and achieve your writing goals more efficiently. Start by setting clear goals, creating a distraction-free environment, taking breaks, writing during your most productive time of day, and using writing prompts or outlines. Remember, productivity is not about working harder, but about working smarter. By implementing these techniques, you'll be able to produce quality work in less time, and achieve your writing goals with ease.
TheWriteAdviceForWriters 2023
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Fictober Day 1
~Pairings: Fezco xfem!reader
Content Warnings: G*ns and g*n v*olence, mentions of bl*od, yelling, mentions of d*ugs.
Word Count: 1097 words
Author’s Note: This is a shorter fic, I wanted to add more but wasn’t 100% sure how to continue it to make it better without making it painfully long or messing it up. So, I leave you with this, wrapping up prompt one of Fictober!~
The night was slowly coming to an end. Halloween really ended around 9 for anyone besides teenagers and young adults chasing the night. Y/n loved Halloween, and seeing all the little kids in their cute costumes, running around in the night for a sweet tooth fix. Fez and Ashtray ran their own business a few blocks over, near a local party. Not wanting to be around the teen and adult Halloween scene, she stayed home to pass out candy. She dressed up as Rapunzel, not wanting to scare little kids. In between rushes of trick-or-treaters, she sits in the living room, watching a classic list of Halloween movies, switching between horror flicks and classic, fun and cute movies, like It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown. 
The current movie, however, is Little Shop Of Horrors. Not much of a Halloween film specifically, but a horror movie, so it made her list. The doorbell rings, and she heads to the door, wondering what kind of costumes this group of kids or kid would be wearing. Happily, she flings open the door, not expecting the surprise that greets her. A taller man, dressed in black, with a scar across his face, holds a gun pointed right at her face. She lets out an involuntary gasp, then tries not to move or make any other sounds. 
“Trick or treat, motherfucker!” The man shouts, looking at her. He looks almost confused as he looks around her, into the house. “Who the fuck are you” You know what, that don’t matter, get the fuck in the house!” He swings the gun around like a professor would a laser pointer, not giving a damn what the consequences may be if there would be a slip-up and the trigger would be pulled. Knowing this man could be dangerous and potentially deadly, she listens, setting the candy bowl she had grabbed down on the table next to the door. 
The man points the gun to the couch, then waves it back to her, signaling for her to sit. Y/n sits, wanting nothing more than for the night to be over already, and wishing that she had just decided not to pass out any more candy. The man shuts the house door and looks at her. “Where the fuck is Fez?” She shrugs, knowing the truth, but not wanting to say, and knowing that playing dumb would be her best bet of getting out of the situation without any harm. Her shrug is unsatisfactory to the mysterious man, who glares and holds the gun up, as if to pistol whip her. “Do you know when he’ll be back then?”
“He said around 2,” She says quietly, scared that the answer would scare the man. He shakes his head, planning his next move. Looking outside of the door, she sees a group of trick or treaters going towards the pathway to the door. “There’s kids coming up to the house.”
“Turn off your porch light then,” He says. Nodding in cooperation, y/n stands and walks over to the door, flicking one of the three switches along the wall, the one that turns the porch light off. She hears the groans of the kids as the parents shout from the street that no light means no candy. Y/n’s heart breaks at the sound of the kids being unsatisfied, but returns back to the couch. The man grabs her phone from the coffee table and hands it to her. “Unlock it, pull up Fez’s fucking contact, I ain’t got all day to sit here and wait for his ass to get home.”
Y/n cooperates, wanting no trouble. She hits the call button under the contact, and with a chime, it connects and starts to ring. She puts it on speaker, and within two rings, Fez answers. “Baby?” He asks on the other line. “What’s going on?”
The man takes the phone. “Don’t baby me you piece of shit. You better get your ass back here with my money before I blast this bitches head all over your granny ass looking house.” The man doesn’t let Fez get another word in before hanging up and tossing Y/n’s phone to the couch. He sits down in a chair next to the couch and looks at the TV, keeping his gun pointed at Y/n, which keeps her on the couch, not wanting to provoke him in any way. 
It takes minutes for Fez to come home. Ashtray, who was with him at the party, is nowhere to be seen. Upon entering the house, Fez pulls a wad of cash from his pockets, handing it to the guy. “Look, I don’t want any problems, man.” 
The man counts the cash, putting his gun in his waistband. Fez watches him count it, standing close to the couch, and between Y/n and the man. “It’s missing $50,” the man points out. “Where the fuck is the rest of my money bitch?”
The shout makes Y/n jump, and takes her to a different place. Suddenly, she’s back in
her childhood home, watching from around the corner of the hallway into the kitchen as her dad sits at the dining table with two strange men, a selection of prescription bottles and bags of powder scattering where they had eaten TV dinners less than 4 hours before. The man at the table watches her dad pull a stack of bills from his pocket, handing it to the guy. She doesn’t hear what’s exchanged between her dad and the man, until the man starts yelling, claiming that there was money missing. Scared, she stands in the hallway, watching and frozen in fear. Her dad scrambles to try and get whatever money is missing. With his back turned to the man and the table, spinning the lock to the safe that sat in the dining room, the man takes out a gun, pointing it to Y/n’s father’s back, and pulling the trigger. 
Y/n is snapped out of her memory with a touch and the sound of Fez and someone else, screaming in pain. Fezco kneels in front of her, cupping her face with one hand, holding one of her hands with the other, and saying her name, concern coating his normally casual and chill voice. She looks up at him, and sees splatters of red on his face. Looking around, she sees even more blood splatters, the man on the floor screaming and holding his face, and Ashtray, standing above the man’s body, a bloody meat tenderizer in his hands. 
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thiamsalphasblog · 8 months
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Shamelessly promoting my Thiam appreciation week! I hope you join! ❤️
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em-dash-press · 10 months
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This week's writing prompt will challenge you to flip the script by writing from the perspective of a character archetype that typically gets a background presence.
Check out the prompt here!
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emlinden · 5 months
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For one last creative challenge of the year, I'll be participating in the Storytelling Collective's first ever 31 Days of December Drafting challenge, where participants commit to either writing 250-500 words per day, or to writing for 25 minutes every day. I'm going to be trying out the latter, sense I always base my goals on word counts and want to see what basing them on time is like. It seems like a good opportunity to try something new, and to easily keep the writing going during the holidays.
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penandprompt · 4 months
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Writing prompt:
You recently moved into a new house, it’s cheap but it’s haunted. The entities occupying the house are thirsty for the new blood. Unknown to them, you have your own supernatural protection squad.
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Rabu Kelabu
Aksara ini dirangkai oleh rindu yang pekat, semoga kau tak gagal menuntaskannya, agar tak ada sesak yang tercekat. Di rabu berikutnya, semoga kau tak bosan dengan kata-kata yang barangkali akan menyayat.
Untuk lelaki bermata kelabu.
Rabu ini namamu kueja lewat mimpi. Ketika tersadar aku melelapkan diri dalam repetisi. Berharap melupa, atau apa saja yang membuat aku tak mengingat.
Aku masih tetaplah hati yang luruh hanya dengan mendengar namamu. Kemana pun ia kusembunyikan, kenyataan itu tak bimbang mengikutiku yang selalu menolak.
Cinta sepertinya menjadi energi negatif saat ia tak berbalas. Bahkan saat aku menghindar, berlari dan membaca segala mantra, masih saja duka menyelemuti tubuhku yang menggigil karena tak pernah memilikimu.
Mungkin aku, jika saja dan seandainya memilikimu, maka tak pernah mencoret istana sebagai tempat bermukim yang abadi. Mungkin aku, jika saja dan seandainya dimilikimu, maka tak akan pernah menghapus rumah sebagai tempat paling nyaman untuk kembali.
Tapi kita tidak saling, dan keparatnya aku menjadi; yang tidak butuh istana juga rumah, sebab sejak kau meniadakan kisah kita, aku adalah petualang ke mana kau tak akan pernah datang.
—nonaabuabu
Di belahan bumi rindu, 13 September 2023
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writingtiips · 2 years
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mayday writing 2022
hi everyone!! i’m actually posting on tumblr for the first time in forever?? surprise surprise!! i’ve had the prompts for this mayday posted on my insta for a while, but i wanted to post them here too! 1‎. ‎temporary 2. ‎a thousand tears 3. ‎lost 4. ‎love me 5. ‎cold sweat 6. ‎heartless 7. ‎stay 8. ‎caged 9. ‎i miss you 10. ‎hallucination 11. ‎who are you? 12. ‎irony 13. ‎humour me 14. ‎goodbye 15. pessimist 16. lost for words 17. i trusted you 18. home 19. no choice 20. angels 21. episodes 22. new life 23. memories 24. crossroads 25. storyteller 26. nameless 27. mystery 28. just a child 29. petrified 30. decaying 31. survivor mayday is an annual may writing challenge, so if you’ve just finished escapril and are looking for some angsty writing prompts - these are the ones for you!! feel free to tag me if you use them, or use the mayday hashtags!!
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Snowflake Method Step 2
Snowflake Step 2: Your Novel in a Single Paragraph
Recommended time: 1 hour
Expand your sentence into a full paragraph. This should cover the premise (1 sentence), the major disasters (3 sentences) and the ending (1 sentence).
Tip: If you use the three act structure, the disasters should happen at the end of act I, the midpoint of act II and the end of act II (because, as you know, the three act structure has four sections!) In the Seven Point Story Structure, the disasters are the two pinch points and the midpoint. You can map these onto most others like Save the Cat, the Hero’s Journey, etc. Whatever you are most familiar with.
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azulatodoryuga · 1 year
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Te Esperaré
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Personaje: Jack Rollins
Advertencia: Un poco triste, referencia a smut.
Nota: Este shot nació de un reto de escritura de @nekoannie-chan a quien agradezco por haberlo traducido al ingles. También será publicado en mi Wattpad (solo la versión en español).
Frase: "No somos asesinos, pero tampoco somos ángeles" Canción: Don't you see de Zard. "Eso es porque tengo miedo de lastimarme", "No lo ves", "Aunque pido y rezo, por milagros y recuerdos"
En uno de los parques de Nueva York, un par de niños paseaban por ahí, cada uno por su lado hasta que inevitablemente se encontraron.
—Entonces, no eres de por aquí, ¿verdad? —pregunta el niño sin dejar de mirarte.
—No, recién llegamos, soy… —escuchaste el llamado de tu madre— ¡Uy! ¡Me tengo que ir! —te acercaste más al niño mientras te quitas tu pulsera—Soy T/N—le dijiste tu nombre a pesar de que sabías que no debías hacerlo—Solo T/N—le sonreíste con dulzura mientras le colocabas tu pulsera. Tu madre volvió a llamarte—Te esperare aquí la próxima vez—empezaste a correr en dirección a tu madre.
—¡Soy Jack Rollins! —te grita mientras te alejabas corriendo.
Al perderla de vista, Jack mira la pulsera con mayor detenimiento, una pulsera Tous, con una perla de plata. Entendió que eso fue una promesa de que se volverían a ver.
Pasaron varios días desde su primer y único encuentro, Jack fue en múltiples ocasiones al parque donde pasaba horas antes de volver a casa. A pesar de sus esfuerzos, nunca más te volvió a ver.
16 años después
A pesar del tiempo que había pasado, Jack no te había olvidado, en el fondo aún esperaba encontrarte, poder reconocerte con solo mirarte aunque ya fueras adulta al igual que él, esa simple idea podría tenerlo entretenido por horas
—Tenemos una misión —informa Brock, irrumpiendo en su oficina.
—¿Qué te dije sobre entrar sin tocar?
—Nos reuniremos con una informante —Brock continua hablando, ignorando la pregunta de su amigo—Que también es una comerciante del mercado negro, parece ser que nos encargaremos de hacer un trato con ella.
—¿La misión es de HYDRA o de S.H.I.E.L.D.?
—Ambas, la información es para SHIELDRA, pero las armas son para HYDRA.
Este tipo de misiones no era en absoluto extraño para ellos, en múltiples ocasiones realizaban misiones de ambos bandos, aunque claro, S.H.I.E.L.D. no se enteraba de todo.
—Aquí está el archivo con la información, nos vamos en unas horas—le entrega el expediente para luego irse.
Jack toma el archivo para revisarlo y apenas lo abre, queda perplejo por la mujer de la imagen, no está seguro si su mente le está jugando una mala broma o si en verdad eres tú.
El parecido era innegable, pero curiosamente tu nombre real no estaba en el expediente, solo nombres que sueles usar, tu alias y lo que más llamo su atención tu relación con el Clan Mercurio.
El Clan Mercurio era un Clan de informantes y vendedores del mercado negro que ha ayudado tanto a HYDRA como a S.H.I.E.L.D. desde sus inicios, de forma neutral. Cosa que seguían haciendo hasta la fecha, pues muy pocos de sus miembros sabían de HYDRA y lo seguían manteniendo en secreto.
Jack recorre su manga para destapar pulsera que le diste, ya un poco desgastada debido a los años, pero aun así sigue estando en buen estado.
«¿Será ella realmente? ¿Me recordará?, si es del Clan Mercurio… ¿Por qué no…? No, primero tengo que asegurarme que sea ella realmente»
El lugar acordado era un bar de estilo rústico al aire libre, muy agradable, en realidad. No paso mucho para que te encontraran, Jack te vio en la barra sentada con tu bebida y un elegante vestido negro.
—Deja que yo me acerque primero, tal vez así sea más fácil todo —Jack pidió, aunque la petición fue extraña, Brock no se negó.
Jack luchó contra los nervios al momento de acercarse a dónde estás, tras tomar asiento justo a tu lado, pidió una bebida, lo miraste de reojo, te resulta familiar, pero por el momento debías esperar a los de S.H.I.E.L.D., ya te preocuparías por él después.
El bartender le entrega su bebida a Jack y él finalmente decide hablar, antes de darle un trago a su bebida.
—Solo T/N, ¿no? —él dijo, no obstante, para amenazarlo, volteaste de inmediato a verlo tras escuchar tu nombre, pero algo te detuvo, lograste ver su pulsera ya que la manga no la cubría mucho por la posición en la que estaba—No eres de por aquí, ¿verdad?
—¿Jack? —cuestionaste, él asintió, el corazón de ambos empezó a latir como nunca lo había hecho — Es imposible… yo…
—Sé que ha pasado mucho tiempo — él te interrumpe.
—16 años, de hecho — dijiste, él asintió.
—Pero, soy yo con quién te ibas a reunir.
—¿No se supone que vienes con alguien? Me informaron que serían dos personas — cuestionaste confundida.
—Cierto, en un momento llamo a Brock — Jack se golpeó mentalmente, se olvidó por completo de Brock. Ambos se pararon para ir a un lugar más alejado, Jack le hizo una seña a Brock.
—Sigamos como si nada, te buscaré después de esto y esta vez, te voy a encontrar, Jack…
—¿No recuerdas mi apellido? — él preguntó al notar que estabas esperando a que él dijera su apellido. Reíste bajo en respuesta.
—Me lo dijiste mientras corría solo logré escuchar tu nombre, aun así, te busqué como una desquiciada cuando crecí — admitiste a lo que él sonrió más.
—Jack Rollins, te esperaré, pero no me hagas esperar otros 16 años — ambos rieron ante su broma.
—¿Y él? —preguntaste, Jack voltea confundido encontrándose con Brock, dando un grito ahogado, apenas audible — Me imagino que es su compañero —Jack asiente.
Después de presentarse y de alejarse de las personas, los tres comenzaron su trabajo. La misión fue un éxito. Jack y Brock volvieron a la ciudad, pero algo no iba bien, no hubo ninguna señal tuya después del bar, aun así, Jack conserva la fe en que te volverá a ver.
Apenas entra a su departamento, el olor de la comida entra en sus fosas nasales, poniéndolo en alerta, sin hacer ruido, saca su arma, va a la cocina, pero antes de poder asomarse.
—Sé que ya llegaste — Jack se sobresalta al escuchar tu voz y sale de su escondite, sin creer que realmente seas tú, quien ahora está de espaldas cocinando — Te escuché cuando abriste la puerta.
—¿Cómo entraste aquí?
—Tengo mis trucos — apagaste la estufa para voltear a verlo — Y te dije que te encontraría esta vez, ¿no? — sonreíste con picardía — Tenemos mucho de qué hablar, Jack Rollins.
Y ese fue solo el comienzo, el comienzo, no paso mucho tiempo para que su relación pasara a algo más que una amistad. Por desgracia, a las pocas semanas tuviste que irte de Nueva York, tu trabajo te impedía quedarte mucho tiempo en un lugar.
—Volveré —aseguraste. Te recostaste en su pecho desnudo — Solo serán un par de días y volveré… o tú podrías venir conmigo.
—Dudo que eso pueda pasar —contesta desanimado. Dejar a HYDRA no sería nada fácil.
—Por si no lo recuerdas, el Clan Mercurio es respetado por S.H.I.E.L.D. y por HYDRA —mencionaste, Jack se levanta un poco por la sorpresa, sosteniéndote por la espalda.
—¿Sabes acerca de…?
—Desde el comienzo cariño, pero descuida, su secreto está siempre a salvo con nosotros — la idea de que supieras de HYDRA ya había pasado por su cabeza, pero nunca se atrevió a confirmarlo o a abordar el tema, no quería correr riesgos.
—¿Puedo preguntar algo? — asientes, ninguno de los dos despega su mirada del otro — ¿Por qué siguen guardando el secreto de HYDRA?
—Muy simple, dinero y una infinidad de información sobre el gobierno, las organizaciones y todo en general. Te sorprendería todo lo que ocurre en un solo día.
—¿Hay algo más que debería saber? — ante su pregunta haces fuerza en su pecho, para obligarlo a recostarse.
—Eso no es gratis — la lujuria es notable en tu voz — Tengo un par de horas antes de irme — ambos se miraron con complicidad para besarse y aprovechar las horas que aún les quedaban.
Su relación a distancia no fue fácil al principio, casi siempre estaban ocupados por el trabajo, en especial tú al estar viajando casi siempre, pero con el tiempo lograron encontrar una forma de llevar su relación. Jack le contó a Brock sobre su relación unos meses después de su relación.
Puede decirse que te volviste la informante y vendedora personal de ambos y Jack se encargaba del pago.
A lo largo de los años, en varias oportunidades, le propusiste a Jack y a Brock unirse a tu Clan, ambos se negaban siempre, es cierto que HYDRA le tiene respeto al Clan Mercurio, pero el miedo de que HYDRA se alzara en contra de tu Clan siempre estaba presente, aunque les afirmabas con seguridad que no sería un verdadero problema.
Pero, los verdaderos problemas empezaron a llegar con el descubrimiento del Capitán América, así como el dios que cayó en Nuevo México, también el científico que se convierte en una criatura verde y el multimillonario con su traje de metal y miles de armas que para colmo formaron parte de la iniciativa Vengadores junto a dos agentes de S.H.I.E.L.D.
Las cosas cambiaron de un momento a otro en HYDRA. Se volvió más complicado lidiar con los superiores.
—Ven con nosotros, ven conmigo, déjame protegerte — le rogaste a Jack. Quien apenas había llegado a su departamento, tomándolo por sorpresa.
—Sabes que no puedo, menos ahora con lo que están planeando con los Helicarrier, si huimos ahora nos matarán a todos.
—¡Soy consciente de eso, Jack!
—Entonces, ¡¿por qué insistes en que huya contigo, cuando las cosas están empeorando y ambos podemos terminar muertos?!
—¡Eso es porque tengo miedo de lastimarme! — Jack se quedó mudo — ¡No lo ves! Aunque pido y rezo, por milagros y recuerdos, tú no estás dispuesto a dar ese paso, a pesar de todo lo que pasamos, sigues dudando…
—¿Cómo sabes que nada saldrá mal? — en su voz se notó el miedo. Te acercaste a él y colocaste tus manos en su rostro.
—No somos asesinos, pero tampoco somos ángeles… mi padre y nuestro líder hicieron un trato con Pierce, estaremos bien, solo… ven conmigo — el silencio se apoderó de la habitación.
—¿Podrías darme unos días? — sentiste como si un balde de agua fría te cayera — Déjame resolver unas cosas — lo miraste sorprendida, por su pregunta, pensaste que querría tiempo para pensarlo — En cuanto las resuelva, podremos irnos, lo prometo.
—Te esperaré, lo prometo.
Sellaron su promesa con un beso. Pero él no podría cumplir su promesa, las cosas no transcurrieron de la forma que él esperaba, de hecho, nadie esperaba que todo este desastre ocurriera.
La existencia de HYDRA fue revelada al igual que sus secretos y los de S.H.I.E.L.D., sin mencionar la destrucción de los Helicarrier y el Triskelion. Muchos miembros de HYDRA lograron escapar o bien fueron asesinados o capturados, para fortuna o desgracia de Jack, él fue de los capturados.
—Señor Rollins, es hora de su traslado a la prisión Raft — informa el guardia abriendo la celda de Jack.
Él no dio resistencia alguna, ya no había razón para luchar, la culpa de no haber cumplido lo que te juró lo carcomía, no tenía idea de donde estabas y lo único que sabía de Brock es que estaba en el hospital.
Fue llevado uno de los jets junto a otros prisioneros. Todos iban en silencio, nadie decía nada. Hasta que de pronto uno de los guardias ataco a los otros dos con dardos eléctricos, dejándolos inconscientes.
La mayoría de los prisioneros empezaron a festejar, pero había otros que no estaban seguros si esto era algo bueno o malo.
—Ya podemos ir al verdadero destino — informa el piloto — Libéralo — el guardia de inmediato se acerca a Jack y lo libera, este se queda atónito ante la situación, no está seguro de lo que sucede.
—¡¿Oiga y nosotros qué?! — reclama uno de los prisioneros.
—La dama solo nos ordenó liberarlo a él. Confórmate con no ir a prisión por el momento.
«¿T/N?»
—Sosténganse, vamos a aterrizar —informa el piloto, pero antes de que Jack pueda preguntar mira por el parabrisas para saber en donde estaban y quedo atónito cuando su mirada cruzo con la tuya. Las respiraciones de ambos se volvieron agitadas
En cuanto el jet se detuvo totalmente en tierra, ambos se acercaron a la parte trasera del jet, y en cuanto se abrió la compuerta Jack salió disparado para reencontrarse contigo. Se abrazaron con fuerza sin lastimar al otro, casi llorando, creyeron que nunca se volverían a ver.
—¿Cómo es que…?
—No importa — te alejaste de él y tomaste su mano en la que colocaste su pulsera — No pude esperarte más — ambos rieron por tu comentario. Acto seguido, Jack besó tu mano.
—Yo tampoco
—Ven — con tus dos manos tomaste la suya y empezaste a caminar — Es hora de ir a casa, tu amigo llegará en unos días.
—¿Brock? — él sonó extrañado, tú solo asentiste.
Tal vez no parecía un gran cambio pasar de HYDRA a un Clan de informantes y comerciantes del mercado negro, pero en realidad si lo era, al menos para él, pues por extraño que parezca, por primera vez en mucho tiempo, se sintió libre y todo gracias a ti.
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