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writingwithfolklore · 1 year

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Are you Exploring your Concepts to their Fullest?

There’s nothing worse than getting hooked into a piece of media by a really cool concept—only to be let down through shallow exploration. The entire story I’m distracted from what’s happening by what could have been had they gone more in depth into what they promised.

The good news is, avoiding this in your own writing is fairly easy as long as you remember to continuously do one thing: ask questions.

I talk about this a lot, but making room to explore the implications (especially of worldbuilding and events, not just actions) is only going to deepen your narrative and create a more satisfying, well-rounded world. As well, the decisions you make here are going to set the use of your concept apart from the other stories we’ve seen it in.

If your concept is a character who has lived on a boat their entire life finally hits the shore, think about what it would mean for someone to have never seen land—how would they feel about trees, valleys, mountains, buildings. They would probably be very familiar with stars and constellations, navigation, the dark, swimming, fishing, and danger surrounding the water. They may prefer cramped spaces, sleeping under a low roof, a gentle rocking or white noise.

If there’s magic in the world but say only some people have it, how does that impact politics, healthcare, parenting? Do people have biases against magic users or non-magic users? Are there laws set to prevent or limit magic use in certain places, or at all?

You could ask endless amounts of questions about a concept, and you should. If you introduce something big, exciting, and full of consequences—you must also be willing to commit to it, and explore it to its fullest.

Good luck! If you feel like sharing, tag a concept you’ve come up with and some interesting implications that go with it!

#writing #writers #writing tips #writing advice #writing inspiration #creative writing #writing community #books #film #filmmaking #screenwriting #novel writing #fanfiction #writeblr #implications #ask questions #are you exploring your concepts to their fullest?

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kabishkat19 · 3 months

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💕🌸✨werewolf BF ❤️🥵‼️

#sometimes like this #sometimes like this also like that #dirty memes #werewolf x oc #werewolf #oc #original monster character #original characters #oc couple #monster lover #implications #werewolf boyfriend

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akarii-memes · 4 months

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Send "Did We...?" To wake up hungover next to my muse in bed

#inbox meme #drunk #suggestive //#implications

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chaos-has-theories · 10 months

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And now I will burn him and burn him and burn him, and he will never really die.

NtN, John 1:20 / GtN, Chapter 34

#IMPLICATIONS #thoughts on this in a reblog this was just too beautiful to dilute it with thinky text #the locked tomb #chaos has theories #tlt meta #have i posted this before? I don't remember

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sweeneydino · 6 months

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Hollow knight brain rot number 1

The only game that makes you want to give bugs a hug

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jacksprostate · 3 months

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primal fear thoughts

the thing about primal fear is it sets itself up for so much moral ambiguity... but in the last scene, the line about killing Laura — it takes it all away. Okay, Roy, Aaron whatever, is a gleeful murderer and murdered not just the priest (who deserved it) but his fellow victim. The moral ambiguity is lost to stick it to Vail.

Which is like, I guess that works. But is it not more interesting to keep it on the note where: yes, he lied. Yes, he's not so innocent and perfect. Yes, he murdered the priest. But does that mean he deserves the death penalty that was set up for him? In the eyes of the law its wrong, but is that itself wrong? The fact that the discovery of his sexual abuse was a negative, something that condemned him rather than the reverend; is there not something wrong about that? Of course supposedly in those cases things should go through the proper channels, but as the movie itself illustrates, these men often face no consequences by the law.

I don't know. I find that more interesting. Especially as it would interweave with Vail's own sense of righteousness in representing his golden hearted sleazebags; they're sleazebags, but he proves them not to be, by getting them off in court as they deserve, right? He's able to just... make the moral and legal rights align. Isn't that nice. And he did here too, but not knowingly, and the legal right is false. Does he still believe in innocence when it's not legally ordained, even when the corruption and flaws of the system are what pushed him out of his job in the state office?

So idk, I find that a lot more worthwhile. If I do anything with Primal Fear you can assume I'm treating this as a version of the story where the Laura murder comment is in some way either not real or fake. Maybe Aaron says it to get Vail to fuck off. After all, he saw what happened the last time a man offered him so much for free. Etc. Don't think I mean to retcon Aaron being much more violent, abrasive, etc, either. I don't. But the pointless murder which only serves to stick it to Vail's savior complex but also dunk on his belief in goodness or whatever? Nah, I'll pass. I want a better story than that, and it set itself up for a damn good one. Even within the story presented to us... It's not completely offbase of an assumption, I think. There's no evidence he's telling the truth then any more than any other time he's bullshitted to Marty. Of course, you know due to author's intent that that's supposed to be true. But, well, I suppose it's death of the author.

#primal fear #sometimes to make movies better you should just allow yourself to take a slightly offbase interpretation of a single line #which is certainly not intended but isnt THAT far of a stretch if you discount obvious authorial intent #clarifying #i dont even dislike the ending. i think its interesting to make the did false and everything. its legit just the laura comment and its #implications

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qwertystop · 8 months

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#touhou #alice margatroid #implications

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madmanwonder · 2 months

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Crossover AU

Danny takes Tucker's advice and tries his shot on Bra. How does that go for him? Good or bad?

Funny Bad Flirt Meme

"You're the brightest star in my eyes~." Danny flirted, resisting the urge to cling at the terrible pickup line he borrow from his friend Tucker.

"...You. Me. Bed. Now." Bra purred in a lascivious voice as she left up the cutie like a rag doll and flew to the distance of her home, especially to her bed.

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sticky-bros · 4 months

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Have you thought about Sam writhing on the bed, face-down, ass-up as Dean looks on today?

#Wincest #deansam #text #my post #supernatural #nsft #bottom Sam Winchester #implications #spn s02e11

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quincy-clover · 1 month

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The word gauntlet implies the existence of bigger, even more daunting gaunts.

#gauntlet #etymology #linguistics #implications

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jase-is-barely-alive · 19 days

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Spruce up the Truce: drabble

Prompt: patching up the enemy

TW: a bit suggestive at the end but nothing too wack.

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Izuku stopped walking through the hall of the small cabin once he heard a pained hiss, turning his head to the partially opened bathroom door. He moved slowly and peaked inside. He saw Seven biting her lower lip, and he felt a feeling of worry course through his mind.

He opened the door to see her sitting on the closed toilet, trying to bandage herself. The bandage from the day before was on the small bin, which he saw was now covered with blood. It seemed like she was trying her hardest but having trouble doing so.

She looked up to see Izuku staring at her.

“Hey…” she said lowly, trying to seem casual about the wound on her leg that was now bleeding from her being too harsh with her tactics.

Izuku sighed and walked in. He still felt bad that she had taken the bullet for him during the Quirk Farm incident. She had pushed him aside and saved him from certain death, and the result was now sitting right in front of him. Her kneeled onto the cool tile floor, placing his hands on her knees, gently pushing her legs apart to get a better look at the wound. The action made the villainess jump in shock. “What are you-“

Izuku felt that his actions took the villainess by surprise. She had her legs spread apart, and her breath was cut at the suddenness of it. The boy was completely oblivious to the way her face flared up and instead moved straight to the business of why he went into the bathroom in the first place.

He spoke calmly and softly to her, his hands moving to gently examine her leg wound.

"It seemed like maybe you could use a hand. What do you need?"

As his fingertips gently traced around her brown skin, she tensed up, unsure of what how to react. “I mean, I just had to change the bandages. Last thing I need is another wound infection.” She grimaced at the thought of putting up with another problem like that.

She watched Izuku grab a small cotton ball, dipping it in the rubbing alcohol before gazing at her with his cool jade eyes, trying to gauge if she was okay with him touching her. His lips formed into a soft smile as he looked at her.

"May I?"

Seven was still new to the whole ‘trusting others’ thing so she still seemed hesitant despite the progress they had made.

After a second of contemplation, she nodded slowly, giving him her consent to do what was needed. She gripped the edges of the toilet lid in preparation for the incoming sting of rubbing alcohol.

Izuku's lips remained in a soft smile, taking her nod as the consent he was looking for. He then took the cotton ball, doused it in rubbing alcohol, and proceeded to gently press the soaked ball onto her leg wound.

She'd be able to feel the cold sting of the liquid against her sore leg. Once he finished applying the rubbing alcohol on the wound, he spoke to her, his voice being soft as warm as it had before.

"Just breathe out. It'll be over in a bit."

She did as he instructed, releasing the long breath she was holding. The girl watched as the hero wrapped her leg with such precision. He was a hero in training after all, he’d half to know how to help civilians if no other healers were available.

Her cooperation made the boy relax, knowing now she was more lenient with allowing him to aid her in her wounds. Izuku then spoke to her, her being very compliant making the moment all that more special. His lips were soft as he spoke, a calm, cool demeanor permeating into his words.

"There we go. The worst part is done. I have to ask though, how are you feeling?"

Seven blinked and inspected his work, seeing that he was much better at it than she was. Then again, she rarely gets injured this badly so she hasn’t gotten too much practice with it.

“I’m okay.” She mumbled as she looked away.

The boy smirked when she averted his gaze, finding it to be funny that she was embarrassed in this situation. His eyes then followed her gaze as she looked away, his smile growing even bigger when he noticed how she chewed on her lower lip, a nervous habit.

"You know you can look at me, right?" He spoke in a low, almost teasing voice.

She scoffed at his words but kept her eyes glued to the shower curtain beside her, a defiant look on her face.

"I know that…”

He chuckled a bit at her stubbornness, the villainess looking somewhat childlike in her defiance. Though his lips were still pulled into a smile, his eyes were still soft, observing her in a caring manner.

His hand moved to place a light, warm hand on her chin, tilting her head so that she was looking at him once more.

"Then, look at me."

Seven sighed, allowing him to direct her head down to him. She was trying to get over her pride for him, trying her best to be humbler and reciprocate his kinder energy.

It was harder than she initially thought. She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face more than anything.

A small, triumphant smile came to his lips as she looked up at him. Just seeing how she acted made it evident that her defenses were starting to lower around him, as she continued to try and be kinder to him, even if it was just for a little bit.

He was content in that.

Seven huffed, standing up to put the first aid back in its designated cubby.

"Thanks." She muttered, bending over to place it in the cabinet under the sink.

"No need to thank me, I’m glad you felt comfortable enough to let me aid you." He replied.

She rose and turned to him, leaning onto the sink counter. "I meant...thanks for what you did yesterday. I've never cried like that in my entire life." She whispered; her amber eyes downcast.

The boy was caught off guard by her admission. It was a vulnerable truth, one that she would normally never address. His gaze met her amber eyes as she looked down a bit.

"Of course..." He whispered back.

They both stood in silence for a moment. It didn't feel tense. In fact, Seven felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders by Izuku's presence.

Izuku felt happy she let him see the more vulnerable sides of her personality, despite her hard villainess exterior.

"Sev...Is it alright if I visit you every now and then?" Izuku asked, walking over to her, placing his hands on either side of the counter, caging here between the sink and his body. He meant nothing about the action but Seven still felt heat creeping up her neck at the proximity.

The villainess hummed, looking up at him. "Sev?" She repeated the nickname, a smile pulling at her lips.

Izuku raised an amused eyebrow, matching her energy. "You do like the nickname, don't you?" He teased.

She chuckled. "Call me that in front of other people and I'll kill you myself." The girl warned, no real venom in her words. "But...sure. I'd like if you'd visit me." She whispered, leaning over him, her lips inches from him. "Try to be discreet about it though." The girl continued, as if their whole alliance wasn't already under the wraps from the public.

When she leaned forward, it threw him off. He blushed deeply when he saw her lips so close to his, her words sounding coyer to him. "Are you trying to do something here?" He inquired, trying to stand his ground, but there was an underlying giddiness to his tone.

"Noooo... Whatever do you mean? I'm just warning you. Wouldn't want anyone to know you're in cahoots with a villain now, do you? It'd be a shame if they knew what I let you get away with." She chuckled, gently playing with one of his curly locks, tugging it and watching it bounce back into place softly.

Her words made the boy's face go a deep red, her actions even more so. He scoffed playfully at her words.

"Is this your way of saying you want me?" His tone was quiet, but his eyes seemed to communicate that he was willing to humor her. She had him in a very vulnerable position, and he wasn't entirely against it.

"You already know the answer to that." She purred in his ear.

Izuku's heart throbbed. Her words echoed in his ear so tenderly and teasingly, she was riling him up yet again. That alone was enough to make his heart skip several beats. Her tone sounded so sultry, and her purr was a sweet sound to his ever whirling mind.

Before anything could escalate, she pushed him aside, cackling as she sauntered out of the bathroom in a way that felt almost taunting to the hero. He blushed a bit more as he saw her give him one last coy glance over her shoulder before stepping out of view. Was she attempting to tease the boy even more? Either way, it was working. A soft chuckle escaped him as he shook his head, following after her. He wouldn't let her get away with that so easily.

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Testing the waters with this one 😬 idk if I like it or not but playing around with their dynamic has been pretty fun.

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the-magnus-archives-wiki · 2 months

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very inchresting episode, good time for a little hiatus

#tmagp vague #this episode has #(as the kids say)#implications #[redacted] has me intrigued #really gotta let the fandom stew in all That for a few weeks

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deadlynavigation · 2 years

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Saw you need requests. Reader just loving jotun loki. Can be smut or not. Idk your rules.

Heat Wave

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Implication of smut

Author's Note: I AM STILL LOOKING FOR REQUESTS OF ANY KIND. Please. I'm begging. Send anything in, look for rules under navigation (at the bottom of this fic).

I don't own Marvel. Pls don't come after me.

Do not plagiarize or translate any of my work or its included assets.

“I’m sweltering,” Your head plops down onto Loki’s lap.

Your words practically embody what the last few days have been like- the heat wave in New York has not been letting up. For almost a week it’s been nothing but 38℃ weather, the sun unrelenting in its mission to melt every single person in the state. Even in the Avengers tower it’s hot as blazes. All the air conditioners are on, much to Tony’s chagrin. He’s set on complaining about the electricity bill, even though he’s a fucking billionare.

There’s a reason he’s known as Drama Queen around the tower. Loki is the biggest supporter of this nickname, but right now, he’s supporting you.

“I apologize, my love. If I could, I’d cool you down in an instant,” Loki responds, leaning down to your ear. “But I only know how to heat you.”

You tap his chest, too weary of the heat to move any more. “Loki.”

“I know, I know. I am truly sorry. I do not know what it is you are suffering through right now.” The god sighs in pity.

Something in his tone gives you pause. “What do you mean, you don’t know? You’re right here, in New York- middle of a heat wave? No?”

Your partner chuckles softly. “No. I am a god, you forget. You are merely mortals, incapable of regulating your own temperature.”

That excuse isn’t gonna fly. You sit up, removing your head from his lap. Your back straightens, eyes peering out towards the deck. There sits Thor, accompanied by Tony and Nat. He’s on a lawn chair, spread out for the sun. The god is decked out in the tiniest floral shorts you’ve ever seen, allowing a great view of his chest- which is drenched in sweat. His hair, even, is dampened, giving the illusion of wetness. There is no way in hell that Thor is regulating his body temperature.

Loki sees where your eyeline leads and gulps. He’s screwed now.

“Liar,” you accuse, turning towards Loki with narrowed eyes. “It’s not just that you’re a god, is it?”

You position yourself on his lap again, this time straddling him. “If it were, Thor would be living it up in winter coats. So you wanna tell me what it actually is?” You kiss his neck slowly, trying to get as much information as you can with any method.

Loki squirms. “My love-”

“Don’t. Are you going to tell me, or do I have to ask Thor?” You sigh, too hot to deal with this properly.

“Thor won’t tell you.” Loki answers with uncertainty.

“Sure he won’t. Loki, you’re making this more difficult than it has to be. Just tell me, hun.”

And with that final nickname, Loki lets go. His guard is already somewhat down with the heat and Tony’s endless complaints.

He closes his eyes as he hears your gasp. Squeezes them shut, trying to block himself from the looks he’ll undoubtedly be met with from you.

“Loki-”

“Don’t,” He whispers.

“I won’t,” You whisper back. Shakily, you bring your hands up to his chest, tracing each individual line softly. The marks look perfect on his blue-tinted skin, forming intricate designs and patterns that not even the most skilled artist would be able to recreate. It’s beautiful- he’s beautiful.

Loki opens his eyes when he feels your fingers on him. Ready to snatch them away, remove himself from the room if need be, leave you to your shock and disgust.

Instead, he’s greeted with your awe-struck gaze. Confusion fills his mind, not used to being appreciated in this form.

“Y/n, what-”

“Hush,” You whisper, even softer than a couple seconds ago. “Loki, what is this?”

It’s not asked in a brutal manner. It’s soft, curious. Welcoming.

“My Jötunn form,” he graces you with an answer. Your heart breaks with his response. It sounded so disgusted, so broken. This poor man. Scorned for this his entire life, and he’s even started to believe it.

From then on, your mission is to help him accept this part.

“You are stunning, love. This is beauty personified.”

A hint of a blush shows itself on Loki’s cheeks. He’s not used to anything except hate regarding this form, especially not love or compliments. It sounds almost foreign, repeating back what you said to himself.

Not on your tongue, though. When you compliment him, it feels as though honey is dripping onto him, warming him with sun rays and flowery scents.

“These marks- are they purposeful? Made without thought? Are you born with them?” Your questions bubble out of your mouth, still soft in speech but inquisitive all the same.

Loki laughs, still in shock from your reaction. Of course you’d be curious. To think he’d expect blind acceptance- there’s a reason he chose this mortal, and he’s only reminded of it now.

“My love, slow down. They are not purposeful, no. It's just like hair color, but not able to be altered in any way. And I am born with them, but they develop over time. It’s our puberty, in a way.” He says, hands moving from his sides to your hips.

You settle further into his lap. You’e brimming with questions, but you refuse to overwhelm your lover. It’s clear he’s in quite a vulnerable state.

So you start slow.

“Are you able to… participate in intercourse… in this form?”

The blush that Loki hoped to quell is now raging as though it’s a fire. He’s resorted back to his shock, almost speechless.

“My love, you have found yourself in a relationship with a monster and that is the question you ask?”

“You are by no means a monster to me. You are still Loki, no?”

The god looks down in mild embarrassment. “Yes, dear.”

“So you aren’t a monster. Your character and development is not erased in the form, merely painted in a new light. Or rather hue,” You chuckle under your breath. Your hands trace his marks again, following a new pattern every time. It’s mesmerizing.

“On another note, I am still waiting for the answer to my question,” You reiterate. Loki’s blush might be a cause for concern at this point.

“I am able, my love. Why anyone would want to is beyond me.” He sighs, looking up into your eyes. Of which, he notices, are burning with rage and desire.

Loki is no stranger to that mix.

“We’ll work on the self-esteem. For now, I have a date with a Jötunn, who I will make sure is made well aware of his worth.”

“Your wish is my command, dear.” He laughs, snorting at your hitched breath when he lifts you into his arms.

Yeah, you’d enjoy this new discovery.

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#marvel #marvel x reader #loki god of mischief #loki laufeyson #jotun form #loki jotun #oneshot #x reader #fanfiction #fluff #implications #loki x y/n #loki x reader #heat wave #new york #sweltering #heat #jotun loki x reader

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ihatethis-things · 5 months

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Remeber that time when Linda belcher committed a hate crime on her towns gay community for Christmas

#bobs burgers #generally love Linda but that one episode had uh..#implications #lmao #her husband being part of said community #linda belcher

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megahorous · 11 months

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I’d been head-canoning Um Jammer Lammy as vegetarian, and just noticed she appears to be having a salad and a pie in the opening ! However, the pizza she eats later is clearly pepperoni, so maybe she was just vegetarian-curious at this point [?]

On a similar note, PJ expresses an interest in beef and pork--as this is a world of talking animals, one might wonder where they get their meat. Or, do we not want to know

They’d have to eat things like onions, flowers, hammers, etc., out of respect for their fellow man

#Um Jammer Lammy #Lammy #vegetarian #PaRappa the Rapper #Chunky Burger #PJ Berri #implications #you don't make friends with salad #sheep

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kneecapandribcageinverter · 2 months

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There's a saying, "looked all over Hell and half of Georgia." Interesting implications there. You look so hard for something, you're examining every part of hell, and then you go to Georgia. Out of desperation. And quit halfway through.

#hell #georgia #idioms #sayings #figures of speech #implications #humor

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