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"I thought you were dead!"
"Didn't stick."
"I kind of was..."
"Just wishful thinking."
"That was just a phase."
"Didn't work out for me."
"Wow, the miracle of life!"
"I thought the same thing."
"I was, but now I'm here again."
"You were supposed to think that."
"I'm so sorry! I'll explain everything to you."
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asmoshywrites · 3 months
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How to avoid character inconsistency in your writing
Set your character boundaries:
What's the background?
What's your character's backstory?
What are their traits, and how do they portray them?
Know what keeps your characters motivated. (Are they reaching their goal?)
You can avoid quick shifting of scenes. Let your readers absorb the setting of the scene.
Ensure that their actions and decisions align with their development and growth.
Tip 1: Start your chapter with a scene or dialogue that comes back at the end, which helps maintain consistency.
Tip 2: Throughout the chapter avoid the fast pacing of the story, rather let the characters express themselves so that it's clear for the readers.
Consider how your characters react to situations that are hard to convey. (Do they feel nervous? Scared? Fearless?)
Dialogue writing is crucial in explaining your character's personality while writing a story.
This process requires lots of re-reading and writing, fixing character holes and rewriting character arcs.
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thevioletcaptain · 1 year
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i genuinely don't care how good a piece of ai generated art or writing looks on the surface. i don't care if it emulates brush strokes and metaphor in a way indistinguishable from those created by a person.
it is not the product of thoughtful creation. it offers no insights into the creator's life or viewpoint. it has no connection to a moment in time or a place or an attitude. it has no perspective. it has no value.
it's empty, it's hollow, and it exists only to generate clicks (and by extension, ad revenue.)
it's just another revolting symptom of the disease that is late stage capitalism, and it fucking sucks.
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verynonyideas · 10 months
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zaruba-needslove · 2 years
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Due to recent issue with some people arguing about how ‘AO3 should have algorithm’ and such... I feel like these tweets need to be shared out more. Saw this tweets thread by chance and I had to admit it's a great advice esp on fic writing or fanworks in general.
[Edit] Also since I noticed this post blowing up, if anyone ever tell you that AO3 doesn’t have a function to RECCOMMEND fics you like to others or read other people’s fic recs on the site point them to this post.
[Edit 2] Check source for the original tweet.
[Edit 3] Not OP, but usually when ppl talk about ‘rude or demanding comments’ it usually refers to those that tend to message fanwriters to write according to what they want to be either on the flow of the plot, shipping, etc to the point of harrassment/toxicity. And that would make writing not be fun anymore for some. 
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nyxiswrites1200 · 5 months
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⛥𝑶𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑺𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒚⛥
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Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader
Warnings: NSFT, MDNI, Supernatural spoilers, Committed relationship, Mild confrontation, Mild argument, P in V, Makeup sex, Oral sex, Kisses, Pet Names, Multiple orgasms
Mentions: Early seasons Sam, Reader is feminine, Reader is mentioned to have gotten hurt in the past
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AN: Hello loves! This is in response to a request I got <;3 Hope you enjoy it, anon! Need Sammy to look at me like that ^ I'm gonna be working on another Sam post due to another request <3 and a Leon Kennedy one due to my recent poll results.
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Sam has been overprotective lately, more so than usual. He won't let you go on hunts. Only allowing you to stay at the motel and research things if you want. You barely snagged permission to do that much. Trying to address it only resulted in a stupid arguments, it was frustrating to say the least.
It was late into the night when you found yourself alone with Sam. He was flipping through some old book when you finally spoke up.
"Sammy..." you inquired softly to get his attention. Sam immediately turned his gaze up to meet yours. That usual soft puppy look in his eyes. "What is it, lovely?" he asked as he set his book down, sitting up on the bed with his elbows resting on his knees.
"What's been going on with you, Sam?" you asked, concern laced in your tone. He was always protective of you but not this protective. It worried you, especially knowing about his psychic dreams/visions.
Sam knew where this was going and he was starting to realize that he couldn't run from this conversation.
"Sweetheart I...I'm sorry but after that incident with the wendigo, I just can't-" he tries to explain as he runs a hand through his messy hair. "Sam, I know you were scared and that was awful but I'm fine. I understand-" your words stuttered to a stop when Sam interjected "No...no, lovely. You don't.." his voice was a bit more stern and it caught you off guard.
"After that happened...I kept having these nightmares. It ruined me because it made it too real. It made me realize that you're capable of getting hurt...or worse" he bounced his leg as he spoke. A little antic of his that you've noticed. Sam seemed to notice that he almost sounded like he was arguing with you.
"Sam, you can't-" he interjected again "No, don't say that. Don't you dare say I can't protect you from everything...because you know I will go through hell trying to." he said sternly. It made you feel guilty, he was going through all this turmoil ever since that incident; which was weeks ago at that.
Sam finally realizing maybe he wasn't approaching this the right way. He sighed as he got up and went over to you. He carefully cups your cheek as he kissed your forehead "I'm sorry...".
You look up at him as you sigh softly "No, I'm sorry, you should have told me. I didn't know that what happened was bothering you so much.". "No, lovely. I should have been honest instead of trying to just shelter you like some child...I mean, I hate when Dean does it to me" he lets out a chuckle with his signature smirk. You can't help but chuckle as well. I mean, how are you supposed to stay mad when he always has that soft look in his eyes?
"You're such an idiot" you chuckle as you lean in and kiss him sweetly. Sam smiles against your lips as he kisses you back. He wraps an arm firmly around your waist as his other hooks around the back of your neck. His thumb soothingly rubbing the side of your neck in an affectionate manner.
"I love you, sweetie..." He mumbled against your lips as he sighed in relief. He hated having tension with you. Unless it was sexual...
You were happy to have finally addressed this as well. Sam's hands worked down to the hem of your shirt, he paused for a second. Just to make sure this is what you wanted. Your response was to go and tug off his shirt, giving him the okay.
Sam tossed your shirt somewhere in the motel room as you did the same with his. Your hands are dragging up his muscular stomach. His are gripping your hips, highlighting the veins in his arms and hands. Sam pulled back from the kiss with a pant as he picked you up by your thighs.
You chuckle softly as he laid you back on the bed. He undoes the button on your jeans and tugs them off. Not wasting any time, he presses his thumb against your clothed clit and rubs at it.
You moan out as you try to grind up into his hand. "I'm sorry for arguing with you, darling..." He apologized softly but you could see that dominant glimmer in his eyes. He leaned down and pressed kisses along your throat. "Let me make it up to you..." He said softly as he kissed his way down your stomach. You let out a breathless 'yes', Sam smirks against your skin.
He kisses down your body, his hands following as they rub your sides and hips...then hook into your panties, pulling them down.
His hands wrap around your thighs, holding them firmly as he places a soft kiss into your clit. You don't hesitate to tighten your hand into his messy brown hair. "Sammy~" you moan needily. "Hmm? Too slow for you?" He teased with a smirk before burying his face against your cunt. His tongue lapping at your folds like he's starving. You moan out loudly, tugging at his hair as your thighs threaten to close but his hands keep them open.
"Good girl, baby" he mumbled against your pussy as he groaned. He buried his tongue inside you, his nose bumping against your clit.
"God- Sammy-" you felt that familiar pleasure building up as you let out a soft chuckle "Maybe we should argue more often". Sam smiled against your cunt as he looked up at you. "Fuck no, hate arguing with you sweetie" he mumbled softly.
One last suck to your clit and you toppled over the edge. A sinful moan leaving your lips as you arched into Sam.
Sam pulled away, he licked his lips that were covered in your slick. He soothingly rubbed your thighs as you came down from your high. He leaned down and kissed your lower stomach.
You looked down at him as you dragged your hand from his hair to his cheek. "Don't think I fully forgive you yet" you teased with a chuckle. Sam couldn't help but let out a small laugh as he stood up and unbuckled his belt. "Alright sweetie, I guess I need to work a little harder?" He tugged off his jeans, followed by his boxers. His hard cock perked up against his stomach, pre-cum leaking out of the tip.
You bit your bottom lip. You had a tendency to forget he was so big.
Sam carefully held your thighs as he rubbed his tip against your entrance for a moment. Then he slowly slipped his cock inside of you. A pathetic moan spilling from you as his tip kissed your cervix.
A groan leaving Sam as he felt your warm cunt tighten around him.
He leaned down, his chest pressing into yours, your thighs pressed up against you. He loved to get you into a mating press, looking at your expression as he fucked you deep.
You tug your hands into his hair as you moan out. You were so close that you both practically shared the same breaths.
"Good girl, you feel so damn good sweetheart..." He rasped as he grunted, feeling you tighten at his words "Fuck- Trying to be in my guts, Sammy?" You said breathlessly another whiny moan leaving you. Sam pressed a kiss to your lips as he fucked you harder.
The sinful sounds of his balls slapping against you and the wet squelch of your cunt around his dick.
"SamSammy- Gonna cum" you moaned as he sped up at hearing that "Go ahead, sweetie. Cum all over my cock, you deserve it."
At that, you came hard onto his dick. Sam's hips stuttered as you finished. He went to pull out, trying to be respectful but you weren't having it today. You hooked your tugged at his hair, pulling him in as you whined.
"No no- Inside, fuck I need it inside-" you stutter as Sam groans "Sweetie I-" you fuck yourself back onto his cock. "Fuck" he almost whimpered as he thrusted hard into you a few times before he came inside of your pussy.
You shivered in pleasure as you felt his cum spill into you.
Sam panted for a moment, his hands mindlessly rubbing your hips before he slowly pulled out. Some of his cum leaking out of you. His cock covered in your slick.
He laid his head against your chest, not putting all of his weight on you of course. "Am I forgiven?" He chuckles softly. You smile and gently rub the back of his head, playing in his hair. "Of course, baby"
Sam relaxed for a minute, just enjoying your affection. He then sat up as he kissed your cheek "Ready for a bath?"
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after-the-end-times · 11 months
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the more I learn about how much joey batey had to beg for an onscreen jaskier queer romance (...and then change everything that was originally written) the more I remember that post I never posted weeks ago 'cause:
why did it all came down to an actor to make sure the romance was being handled sensitively and respectfully???
wtf is going on in that writer's room?? and wtf did they originally write??
if the actor had to do rewrites and draft a 7000 word dissertation ripping apart the first few drafts?? yeah, there's something wrong in that writer's room
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starcurtain · 1 month
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Oh, so when IIIII make the "mutual" joke it's delusional, but when Hoyo makes it--
(Actually, since that Youtube end card tried to gatekeep it, here's Ratio's tsuntsun sweatdrop as he tries to think up a good excuse for going on TV to talk about some guy he's definitely not "friends" with:)
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craycraybluejay · 1 month
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WRITING TIP:
Actually write. Don't plagiarize or steal from writers.
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Most people do not really want freedom, because freedom involves responsibility, and most people are frightened of responsibility.
Sigmund Freud
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Dialogue Responses
"I said sorry. What more could you want?"
"An explanation."
"For you to actually mean it."
"The truth about why you did it."
"I want you to actually feel sorry."
"That you will finally leave me alone."
"A promise that this was the last time."
"If you don't know, then I can't help you."
"I wish I wouldn't have had to beg you for it."
"Saying it and meaning it are two different things."
"Nothing. I don't want anything from you anymore."
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sincericida · 1 year
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I need peter parker angst fics I need soul r
Wrenching ones I can cry too cause therapy is too expensive to pay for so I've come to the master to ask for suggestions
You want fics of angst, pain and despair, my darling? Well, I have here suggestions from some of the best writers of the genre right here:
"The Thinks We Never Talk About" by @privateanxieties
It is, where “Peter shows up at the last minute and goes feral” by @mrshipsmcgee
"Hopeful" by @stresslessbaaby
The "Sugar And Vice" fic, by @liz-allyn
"Car Accident": part 1 and part 2 by @blooming-violets
"Only Love Could Hurt Like This" by @stylesparker
"The First Fall Of Snow" by @godlessandwrecked
"Labyrinth" by @corinthianism
"The Way I Loved You" and "Secret Ingredient" by @ficthots
"Honest" by @starsval
"Dancing On My Own": read first "the vision of the reader" and then "the vision of Peter", by @blooming-violets
"Hold my body tight even on my lowest nights; {p.p.}" by @venus616
"In a Corner I Haunt (Right Where You Left Me)" by @reidslovely
The "Heat Of The Moment" fic, by @liz-allyn
"CONNECTING ARTS" by @slytherheign
"Ties that bind" by @liz-allyn
The "Masterlist" of @rancidpancakebatter
The "Devil You Know" fic (read first) and the "Inner Demons" fic, both of @liz-allyn
"Florence" (masterlist) by @periprose
"I Would Wait Up Forever" by @novazhere
"A Moment In Time" by @andy-solo1
"Wander Streets at Night, Fighting Just to Breathe" by @prismatica-the-strange
"A wound like no other" by @privateanxieties
I hope you like my suggestions, and prepare your Kleenexs. 🥲
These are some. In case I forgot some that I don’t know and haven’t read yet - there's definitely, please, put them down here. It’s never too much to spread the word about Tumblr writers. 😚
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jacobglaser · 3 months
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Well this absolutely sucks.
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Before anyone thinks that the SAG-AFTRA should have accepted the deal that included “a groundbreaking AI proposal that protects actors’ digital likenesses, and more” I would like you to read this quote from the chief negotiator Duncan Crabtree-Ireland
“They propose that our background performers should be able to be scanned, get paid for one day's pay, and their company should own that scan of their image, their likeness, and should be able to use it for the rest of eternity. If you think that's a ground-breaking proposal, I suggest you think again.”
And a comment from the AMPTP (the studios)
“The union has regrettably chosen a path that will lead to financial hardship for countless thousands of people who depend on the industry”
Both quotes are from this BBC article.
The same group of people saying that the strike will cause financial hardships for thousands of people is suggesting they get a single days pay for getting digitally scanned. Afterwards said scan will be used to do the work the actor should be getting paid for.
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sugarpasteltmnt · 3 months
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(whispers) hey friends I appreciate your excitement but gentle reminder it’s not very polite to ask fanfic writers when the next chapter is gunna come out
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nyxiswrites1200 · 6 months
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Could you maybe do a guilty pleasure Sebastian (or Elliot) post? I’m not sure I have any specific ideas in mind. I really like slight possessiveness (not outright yandere) so maybe something like whoever you chose getting jealous of another bachelor/ette getting attention from the farmer and being a bit possessive of them? Lots of “you’re mine and I hope you know it” and giving hickies to mark territory type stuff. I also would like you to just have fun with it, you know? I’d like you to enjoy the writing process too, I know how much it sucks to not have ideas to write. Indulge yourself :)
"𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔"
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AAAAA I didn't expect someone to respond so fast?? But I literally love this <33 Indulge I will, love. I hope you enjoy it <3
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Sebastian x GN!Reader
Warnings: NSFT, MDNI, OOC(??), Jealousy, Possessive bf, Established Relationship, Oral sex, PDA, Marking/Hickeys, Praise, Aftercare
Mentions: Reader enjoying coffee/hot chocolate, Sam (Stardew), drinking/alcohol, Use of nicknames (Precious, Sebby)
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Sebastian was always an amazing lover. Ever since you two started dating in Pelican Town, he was rough around the edges at first, but that seemed to be just your thing. 
The saloon was bustling with activity tonight. You and Sam were playing pool in the corner while Sebastian refilled his drink. Sam had missed the ball by a long shot, tripping onto the pool table. You couldn't help but laugh as you went over and helped him compose himself. 
Sam chuckled in response to his idiocy and placed a gentle hand on your shoulder. The interaction was so simple and innocent, yet it had Sebastian overtaken with a burning sense of jealousy from across the bar. Maybe it wouldn't bother him so much if you weren't so open and nice with Sam, even if he is his best friend. 
When Sebastian returned, his arm wrapped firmly around your waist as he kissed you deeply. You could taste the alcohol on his tongue as he searched your mouth. You gasped softly into his mouth, and his grip on your waist tightened. When he finally pulled away for a breath, you spoke with a pant. “What was that for-” you asked curiously, but Sebastian just shrugs. 
The night went on, and Sebastian seemed more aloof than usual, which had you concerned. Along with the passing glares and the clingy antics. Eventually, everyone was starting to head home for the night. Despite Sebastian's feelings, he still took your hand as you two began to walk back home. 
“Sebby, what's wrong with you?” You ask, genuinely concerned. “Mm…you know you belong to me, right?” He rasps as he stops walking and drags you close to him. Chest to chest as he meets your gaze. 
Oh so that's what this was, he was jealous.
“Ah- of course, I'm all yours” you respond reassuringly, but it was also completely honest. 
Sebastian cracked a bit of a smile at that, and it seemed to do him in until you two made it back home. He wasn't much for public inquiries and while your words did mean something. He needed a different type of relief from this situation.
As soon as the door shut behind you both, Sebastian dropped onto the couch and pulled you into his lap. 
“Sebby-” you tried to inquire, but were cut off by a small gasp as he began kissing your neck, his hands firmly holding your hips. 
“Why you gotta be so fucking charming, huh?” He growled as he pulled you in closer. He began roughly sucking on your neck as he groaned in content. 
“What are you talking about?” You struggle to get out as you tangle your hands in his messy hair. But you knew how jealous he got. How possessive he was over you—he wanted the most of your attention. 
“Sam. Always being so fucking nice to everyone and letting him touch you…” he sighed against your neck, his lips moving to another spot. “Guess I'm gonna have to mark this pretty neck as mine; mark you as mine.” He rasped. 
Sebastian sucked on your neck, leaving kisses and hickeys in the wake of his lips. You didn't mind at all. If anything, his possessive attitude had you grinding your hips into his crotch. Seeing the obvious tent start to form in his pants. 
“Yes, please baby~ I'm all yours, you know that” you reassure as a moan leaves your lips. “Good” he responds softly. 
“On your knees, my precious” he asks rather gently. You slide off his lap and onto the floor, sitting on your knees in front of him. You lay your head on his thigh as you reach and free his aching cock from its restraints. 
“So good for me, all fucking mine” he says, placing a hand on the back of your head as he urges you to fill your mouth with him. You have no problems with it. 
You take all of him down your throat with a gag, his long, pretty length with a distinct vein down the underside. It had you gagging already. 
You began sucking on his cock, drool slipping down his shaft and onto his balls as you moaned onto him. 
Sebastian let out moans and grunts; eventually, he pushed your head down and held you there. “So good for me, choking on my cock. You belong to me, you're my precious little thing and I won't let anyone else have you.” he held the back of your head as he began fucking into your mouth, using you to get himself off.
You felt tears threaten to spill from the feeling of gagging on him, but a soothing rub to the back of your head reassured you from his end. 
“Don't cry, precious. Just showing this pretty mouth who it belongs to.” 
That sentence alone had your tight and aroused hole clenching around nothing in anticipation. A part of you wishes he'd just bent you over on the pool table in the saloon and fucked you senseless. Oh god, your thoughts were awful. 
It doesn't take long for Sebastian to become a moaning mess, his cock twitching as he gets close to release. 
He pulls out of your mouth, and you lick up the underside of his cock as you look up at him. “Fuck…finish me off, let me cum on your face. Show you who you belong to” he groans. 
You wrap your hand around his cock as you continue to edge him closer to his release. Your tongue slips over that prominent vein again, causing your boyfriend to moan. 
“I'm gonna cum, precious-” he groans before a deep moan leaves him as he cums onto your face. You swallow what you can manage. 
Sebastian panted as he looked down at you. Neck covering his purple-ish marks, your face splattered with his cum, and eyes teary from him fucking your throat. 
“Good” he praised “I love you, precious” he smiled as he cupped your cheek “I love you too” you smiled. 
Sebastian took extra care to bathe with you and make you coffee/hot chocolate in the morning. Kissing you softly as he praised you. You definitely don't mind being his. 
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