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Her back's on fire, Meryl notes once her ears stop ringing and the world stops spinning. It takes a moment for her to remember what had even happened; a bar fight spun out of control, Nicholas' hand on the back of her shirt, being tossed aside and away from some idiot with a knife–
There's booze dripping down her back, and she tilts her head up in confusion to see bottles teetering and tilted on broken shelving. There's glass all over the floor, and everything suddenly makes sense. She'd smashed into and nearly through the liquor cabinet, that explained pretty much everything. The broken glass, the pain and even the dripping booze.
Where's–ah. There's Vash by the door tossing people out, that's fine then. She shoves herself up on her elbows, looking around. It sounds like things are calming down at least.
Now if she could just get someone's attention and a hand up, that'd be great. "Hey–"
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“So, he left his phone open when he went to go shower and so I decided to search it. Want to guess what I found?”
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"Huh, what did you say? I didn't get that the first time."
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A certain red panda is having some decision paralysis. Looking over a vending machines, she can’t decide between having a soda and a granola bar... Or a bottled water and some candy. A balance between sweets and healthy for a snack. She needs help. A visual panic is on her features.
Take pity on her. Help her decide.
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Nose buried in the most recent edition of the mystery novel Basil had been picking up from the local bookstore, the tawny mouse could hardly pay attention to anything and anyone around him. Only his faithful partner, Dawson, was managing to keep him from bulldozing any person by staying in his peripheral vision and staying immediately behind him. Which was not too much of a challenge for the detective, but it made the shorter mouse far more concerned than it should.
“Basil, please, you can wait until we get home to read! You’re going to trip or worse!” He protested, stopping in the middle of the street to grab the spine of the book and pull it down so that the other would be forced to stop reading.
“Afraid I can’t do that, Doctor. It’s been ages since I’ve held a novel that I could not immediately deduce the end to after the first book.” They responded without tearing their eyes from the page, quickly sliding it from Dawson’s grasp and lifting it back up. “Now, you shouldn’t interrupt me-”
“B-Basil!” Ah, too late. Someone has collided with the detective from behind, making the tawny mouse stumble forward and barely stop himself from knocking Dawson over like a bowling pin.
“Watch where you’re going!” He snapped for a moment, spinning around to address them. “You could have made me lose my place!” ... Dawson was behind him shaking his head, offering the person a soft sympathetic look to whoever the perpetrator was that had gotten Basil in a tizzy.
#🚬 ic~The Detective Basil~🚬#✂ic~The Doctor is in; Dawson~✂#🚬✂Great Mouse Detectives✂🚬#rp starter;;#open starter;;
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“Man, the lay-outs of a location always look so different when you’re watching a world as a TV show...” Sachi thought to herself as she quickly ducked into an alleyway, peeking out, and then casually strolling past the other end, trying to remain as cool as possible.
“If I’m gonna stay here I really need to be more careful, last thing I need to do is get caught by the Emperor’s Coven and have my powers be used for evil...” Holding her hand up to her head, she shook it and tried to clear it of any negative thoughts.
She’d arrived on the real version of the Boiling Isles, when in reality she wanted to play it safe and enter the fictionalized version that existed, it was a low chance, but somehow, here she was.
And she made the conscious decision to stay here just a bit longer rather than just pack her things and leave, but, now she was stuck with the simple question of...
“What now?” The girl said allowed to herself as she quickly took a seat on a nearby barrel, trying her very best to hide her ears, which were still rounded.
“I mean I guess I could go to school, but I’m uninvited and that’d be a whole thing and...” ... Letting out a noise of annoyance, she clutched her hair with both hands and frizzled them in anger, before quickly composing herself, getting off the barrel and taking a deep breath.
“I think I’m gonna just go walk into the woods and see what happens there.”
At the very least, the lack of sound would help her formulate what to do next.
And with that, she turned on her heels and walked down the street towards the nearest exit to the woods
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"I didn't say it was a good idea, but it's the right thing to do."
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How to write angst ?
@urfriendlywriter | req by @everynowandthenihaveacrisis @aidyaiden :)
know your character. from their deepest fears to what they cherish the most. know your deepest fear, ask yourself how you will react and feel at that moment. "oh shit, if this happened to me I'll lose my mind" what's that type of scenario for you? write it. :)
decide on the type of angst you are going for!
major, minor, physical, emotional, paranormal, spiritual, verbal, abusive, quarrel, misunderstanding, etc.
and then, decide on--what reaction you can take out of your character by doing what to them.
are they gonna be, held at a gunpoint to give something up? or have their soul wrecked by whom they thought were close to them? or is it going be horror, or etctec, decide on it.
moving on to actually writing it-
Tip 1 - Use sensory details.
her eyes brimmed with tears
his chest heaved
pain clawed at his heart, as his face twisted with hurt
his scream pierced my heart
her lips quivered
she dug her nails into her palms (to distract herself, to stop it from shaking, etc)
show what is happening to ur MC, instead of telling it.
Tip 2 - how to actually write it.
If they're panicking, make them notice too many things at once, show every detail that they're seeing, feeling, from touch, to that burning sensation on their eyes, the blood on the ground, that dryness of their throat, the buzzing in their head and their parted lips unable to trust their own sight, and--and, boom! have them register that they're really really in trouble. and that they've to act fast.
use short, very minimal type of writing for this. make it long, but not long enough that it feels like it's being dragged.
the readers should hold themselves back from skimming the page out of curiousity, they should be in their toes to find out what happens next.
what does your MC do in times of panic? do they chant calm down to themselves, do they get angry, or start crying.. or?? what makes your character genuinely feel an emotion so hard that they'll burst?
there's always something, someone that'll always give them love and easily can be that something or someone to take it away. yk.
Tip 3 - crying.
what is close to your character that u can deprive them of? will it make them cry? beg for it?
what will make ur character cry so hard, that their scream fills everyone's ear, stays in their minds like ghosts and always haunts them?
make a character who never cries, burst out with tears.
while writing crying, focus on the 5 senses, one after the other.
focus it on their breath, make them run out of breath, gasp for air, feel like they're being choked, cry so scrutinizingly. it shud punch the reader's gut.
have them replay what had just happened over and over again in their head
best books and writing styles (for angst) to analyse and learn from (in my opinion);
3rd book in the AGGTM series (yk it hit hard like a truck. it got me depressed in bed the entire time lmao)
Five Survive by Holly Jackson. The moments of red outside of the truck, and moments leading to it.
there's this book called " Warm by @untalentedwriter127 " in wattpad. the author served angst for breakfast, lunch anddd dinner.
and if there's more angsty ones, drop em in the comments! :)
Hope this helps, tag me when yall write a masterpiece! ;)
#writer prompts#otp prompts#dialogue prompts#imagine your otp#writeblr#writing prompts#urfriendlywriter#writing inspiration#angsty dialouge prompts#angsty romance prompts#angst starter#angst prompts#angsty prompts#how to write#how to write angst#writing tips#writing inspo#writing ideas#tips to write angst#asks are open#otp drabble prompts#writing drabble#drabble ideas#writing#prompts#prompt list#otp dialogue#otp writing#otp things#otp ideas
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Muse: Rokk
Plot: Rokk doesn't understand how laundry works
Open to: Men, other heroes, friends, civilians, roomate
"I think this jacket may be the only thing that I have that's clean and I don't know where replace the clothes with clean ones" he said lying on his bed in only a grey hoodie unzipped to show off his nude body.
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"You've got about twenty seconds to tell me what I wanna know before someone comes over here and stops me from knocking you into next fuckin' week..."
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Why doesn't the justice league know about Amity Park?
Okay so it's been a bit sonce I watched the show but one of the things in DpxDC is the anti-ecto acts, which I love, but correct me if I'm wrong, I THINK ??? they only show up in reality trip? SO:
What if Danny, when using the gauntlet to undo everything, also got rid of the Anti-Ecto acts? but this is babys first time editing reality so he uh
Fucks Up A Lil'.
As a result when Danny used the reality gauntlet to wipe the AEA from existence he accidentally wiped Amity Park from perception.
A big 'nothing matters over here' jedi mind trick, and now no ones looking at Amity.
So, the Justice League actually WERE looking into and monitoring the situation in Amity, but when the perception filter closed them off, all of that suddenly went ignored.
This is noticed when someone (Alfred, Dick, Tim, literally anyone) realises theres just. A BIG dusty pile of case files semi abandoned somewhere in the cave when going through a (time period)ly cave cleaning.
They put it down because it's Not Important.
They come back to finish the cleaning the next day and do the exact same thing, but there's nothing to actually distract them this time and it pings as weird. Because why would case files be not important? They are by definition important, because only things flagged as important go into case files.
They try to get someone else to read it, because as long as they don't read the information in the file, they don't put it down.
That person goes to read it, gets a line in and then says something like 'that isn't important' and goes to leave. Person A pushes it and person B ALSO catches on.
Que the Batfam trying to figure out hey, what the fuck actually?
Meanwhile, how is Amity fairing? Canon compliant everything's going alright? Or have knock on effects to No One Look Here started to show?
#Another way for the JL not to notice amity park and not make the JL wildly incompetent#and if the anti ecto acts ARE a response to reign storm#then the JL doing their own investigations into it around that time checks out#plus it opens plenty of reasonable excuses for some of the more horrifying concepts to take place#oh an entire town only people inside it can percieve?#an entire organisation like the giw you could totally bullshit something like#they have anti ghost technology of COURSE the perception filter doesnt effect them#they made the anti filters when they realised they were unable to communicate outside the town#so thats how theyre getting funding and supplies in#(and that leaves a trail for the JL to follow)#YEAH#an entire town that cant be percieved#with a population that arguably the government has given free range on?#that sounds like a cadmus PLAYGROUND#dpxdc#dc x dp#dp x dc#dcxdp#danny phantom#story prompt#or starter?#lmao not sure
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"Which one do you think is better? I can't decide. This one is jasmine and honeysuckle, and I've been using it for awhile. I'm just about out of it," Iveani said to her companion, pointing at the first bottle of perfume on the shelf. "The one next to it is vanilla, and it could be nice to change things up a little bit."
#open starter;;#any verse#babe wakes up from the dead and decides she wants to go perfume shopping#typical
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"Hello? Someone down here?"
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Sometimes a girl can get lonely when its just her and her thoughts. She had heard that writing poetry might help her understand her own feelings and, ergo, feel better. But she stared down at a blank sheet of paper like she had for an hour now. Man...
When she finally puts something on the paper, its a simple phase. ‘Poetry sucks.’ She had gone to a coffee shop to clear her head and maybe get inspired by all the hipsters around, but there was no luck. Now she just felt like she was wasting paper, and began writing a grocery list. Seems like the young woman had a lot on her mind, because as she reached over for her cup she knocked it over and onto the person just nearby.
“Oh my GOSH I’M SO SORRY-” At least it had cooled off and wasn’t hot anymore!
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Lost on the Boiling Isles (Open RP)
Well, this was a fine mess she’d gotten herself into...
Putting her arms at her side as she stood atop a cliff, a girl in pink with tied up twin tails looked below, shaking her head, disappointment? Perhaps. Curiosity? More likely.
“I meant to jump into Echo Creek or even someplace like Gravity Falls... I guess I did leave those books right next to the others...” She shook her head, before taking a seat and kicking her feet back and forth atop the cliffs.
“If I knew I was coming here I’d have planned out something more or changed my appearance to match...” Her pink eyes narrowed as she fixed on the land below, looking over them and lowering her voice, in case anyone might be listening
“Thiiiiiiiiis.... looks like before the Day of Unity? That’s good at least!” She said with a cheerier tone as she began to rock her head back and forth. “But what am I gonna do? I could just leave, but maybe I could learn magic or...”
Her plans quickly became quiet muttering to herself that was inaudible, but it was loud enough to her to not notice footsteps approaching from behind
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How They Loved You
Moonboys x You (Reader)
730 words / 18+ only, no minors
Masterlist.
If you like what you see, leave a like or reblog and follow me ♥
Summary: Who fell in love with you first? How do they behave around you? Some ramblings of how each of the alters likes to love you.
Warnings: No smut but suggestive.
Dedicated to @lunaselena - ♥
Steven thought it the moment he met you. The way you talked. The way you smiled at him. How kind you were. Didn’t show him any sign of being sick of his rambling. He was smitten. Didn’t take him long to blurt it out. He wanted to please you in every way he could think of. He learned fast. Intuitive towards you. Empathetic to your needs. He listened. Searched for ways to gently push buttons he never knew existed before you.
Simply having you existing gave him all the motivation he needed to try and make you happy. You let him explore and find his confidence. In turn, he’d find ways to surprise you. Always with that dopey grin on his face and that eagerness like you wouldn’t believe.
He’d be the one that’d spend a whole movie massaging your back. Cuddling or staring at you that little bit longer or until he couldn’t any more. He’s easily flustered and still bashful at times. Eyes quickly cast away as you strip the last of your clothing. His gaze would always return.
Once he was comfortable in your space? He’d be sneaking up to try and surprise you. Playful in his kisses and bites against you. Knowing exactly what he was doing but feigning innocence. More giggly in his flirting and teasing. Checking in when he can to make sure everything he’s doing and you’re doing is okay. He’d worship the ground you stood on if he could.
Sure, he liked you for a while, but it took Marc getting to know you before it came down hot and heavy. Suddenly there was no air to breathe unless it was yours. You were his thoughts day and night. He needed all his time with you. Felt he was missing out anytime the others were with you instead of him.
Years would pass and he’d still be the same way. Utterly devoted. Not loud in his affection or words like the others sometimes were, but he made sure you knew he loved you. Gentle in all the right ways. Rough in the ways you both needed. He’d be the one doing the most to make sure you were cared for. Feed you. Drag you into baths and showers with him. Pull you into his arms to nap with him.
Marc loves you and only you. You’re more important to him than himself. He’d be the kind to burn the world down just to keep you safe. He’d kill for you. He’d be the most unstable if you left. A kind of obsessiveness he knows can’t be healthy but can’t help himself.
Took the longest time for him to express his feelings. Even if he felt it, he never expected it to be reciprocated. Marc’s good at putting on a show of being stoic and decisive. Deep down he still felt undesirable, like he wasn’t worth you. How lucky he was to have such a person to orbit around. You were his sun. His planet. And all the stars around him.
Took him the longest to come around to the idea of loving you. Told yourself it was because he wasn’t out much and when he was he’d tried to avoid you and the others. Too used to his own bubble. Worried you’d hurt him if you got the chance. By being in constant proximity to the others, you caught glimpses of him. And in those glimpses, you seemed to like what you saw.
Jake’s moment of falling in love wasn’t hard and fast like Steven’s, or hot and heavy like Marc’s. It was an “awww fuck. Shit.” Kind of moment. Him standing there rubbing his gloved hand over his face because he realizes he really does care about this spicy little dumbass. You drive him crazy and he couldn’t understand until now why he wants you to keep doing that.
He wants to excite you. Take you out to see and do things you’ve probably never seen or done before. Enjoys the company in those long drives he loves to take. You catch him off guard with being okay he’s more his own person. He likes to be around and indispensable to others. Likes that you like seeing him like that. Marc’s bold, but Jake can be bolder. He’s possibly a little more on the competitive side. Isn’t one to back down.
#steven grant#marc spector#jake lockey#moon knight#oscar isaac#jake lockley x you#jake lockley x reader#marc spector x you#marc spector x reader#steven grant x you#steven grant x reader#open rp#open starter#marcs pov#jakes pov#stevens pov#moon boys
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