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do not forget the patron saint of these weeks that we celebrate ourselves proudly and openly in the streets

her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.

remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.

thank you, Marsha. we remember you.

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3. How did your oc discover themself? Did something cause them to question, or did they always know?

For Stan!

This pride ask game!

"Oh gosh, uhhh... Well, I'm bi, but there was never really any awakening for that. It was just always kind of a thing for me, no one told me it was bad, my parents always treated my crushes and partners the same regardless of their gender. Though that was all before I was 13, so it was never that serious." He laughs lightly, reminiscing on the memory.

"Me being trans, however? Now that's a weird story. It was actually pretty soon after the first time I escaped from..." Stan pauses a moment, jaw clenched. "... them. I was on the run, and I figured I needed a good disguise, so might as well 'cross-dress' and pretend to be a boy. Except after I got on my little disguise and people mostly started seeing me as a guy, everything just felt... better. More me. Then I started connecting things from when I was younger, you know how they say there are usually signs. I only wore long sleeve button ups in fifth grade, I refused to wear anything more than a sports bra, I always wore baseball caps and wanted a "pixie cut" and tried to make make the skirt part of my dress look like pants on the rare occasion I had to wear a dress. So it just became a thing. Very slowly. I'm actually a boy. It was weird for me, at first, but somehow i still knew it was right. And once again, it really wasn't that big of a deal to everyone else. Then one day Chloe said that I needed a name if I'm gonna be a boy now, that I can't be 'deadname'," he makes finger quotes with his hands, emphasizing the word.

"So I asked her what she's thinks I should call myself. Then she came back like a week later with the name Stan." He laughs again, practically giggling through the entire story. "After on of her favorite characters from her favorite TV show, 'Gravity Falls.' And y'know what? It was kinda unorthodox, but it just felt right, to let her name me. So from then on, I was Stan."

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10 for the pride ask game please?

This pride ask game

10. Does your oc celebrate Pride? How?

You didn't specify a character, and honestly most of my characters are too busy fearing for their lives to think about pride anyway lmao, so here's the one that most likely to:

MARCUS

"Oh hell yeah! Before I met Stan, I was always that one guy that you'd see at a pride parade in a crop top and short shorts with fishnets, running around with all one of my queer friends and getting into all sorts of trouble. I even brought like 100 little rainbow flags to give out to people. Then after I met Stan, I brought him along as well! He'd never been before, and he's a lot more reserved about being in public spaces like that, but we had a great time talking with people and listening to their stories and watching the parade itself. Chloe especially, she's like a squirrel, so all the flashy stuff and colors really held her attention. She loved it. Other than the parade, though, I really like to just get some cute decorations from local businesses and put the up around the house. Then they usually just stay there for the rest of they year, and then we get more next year!"

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🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈PRIDE THEMED OC ASK GAME🏳️‍🌈 🏳️‍⚧️

Bc I wanted one and didn't find it so. Here

[Send ask aimed at a specific character]

1. What's your oc's gender identity? What's their relationship to their gender?

2. What's your oc's orientation? (Romantic/sexual/platonic alterous ect) Do they have opinions about it?

3. How did your oc discover themself? Did something cause them to question, or did they always know?

4. Is your oc's environment supportive about their identity? How does this impact them?

5. How did you figure out your oc's identity?

6. How does your oc feel about labels? Theirs, or in general?

7. Is there something that could cause your oc to question their identity? What?

8. Have they had struggles with their identity, be it due to internal or external reasons?

9. Are there cultural or lore specific aspects to their identity? If applicable, does their species affect it?

10. Does your oc celebrate Pride? How?

11. Is your oc open about their identity? Are they more lowkey or more blunt about it? Why or why not?

12. Does/did your oc ever wish they could change the way they are? Why? If it's in the past, how did they get over the feeling? (this can be about internalized homo/transphobia)

13. Would your oc be open to a poly relationship? Why or why not?

[Not aimed at a specific character] / [Aimed at creator]

14. Do you have ocs on the aro or ace spectrum?

15. Do any of your ocs use neopronouns? Which ones?

16. Did you ever change an oc's identity when they were already established? Why?

17. Do you share identity with any of your ocs? Which ones?

18. Do you prefer to give your ocs specific labels, or keep it unspecified? Why? If applicable, do you change their labels depending on circumstance?

19. Do you have preferences about depicting homo/transphobia in your stories? What, and why? Does it vary by story?

20. Have your ocs helped you in self discovery? How?

21. Free ramble card wee

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IT'S TIME

THE CHARACTER PORTRAITS ARE DONE

You know what that means, right? 😏

It means IT'S TIME FOR OFFICIAL CHARACTER INTROS! WOOOOOOOOOOO!!

As such, I have a very incredibly extremely super important question to ask all y'all.

I'll probably post after half a week fyi bc I'm impatient

Second order of business;

I'm going to start with just the series taglist for this, but if you'd like to opt out/in of the art taglist, let me know via comment, dm, however you like. There will be other art and extra stuff besides just the character portraits, including noncanon stuff, so you won't hurt my feelings if you want off, promise :)

Art taglist: @flowersarefreetherapy | @pirefyrelight | @cakeinthevoid | @painsandconfusion | @books-are-everything |

@paperprinxe | @tippytappytyping | @chaotic-orphan

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I kind of suck at tagging, so I made this infographic to help make it easier.

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I love how sometimes the whump community is like. “here’s a terrible experience I went through that may or way not have been quite traumatic for me. now here’s how to apply this suffering to your whumpees!”

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More Whumper Lines

In honor of my first Whumper lines post getting over 1,000 notes, here’s some more! And in some fun categories!

Tag me if you end up using any!

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Playful/Cheery/Lighthearted

1. “Aw, that was cute. I almost felt that excuse for a punch. Why don’t you try again?”

2. “My favorite part is right before you lose consciousness.”

3. “Caretaker, you know how to do stitches, right? No? Oh well.”

4. “Hm. Your blood’s darker than the last one’s was.”

5. “Sounds like Whumpee’s having fun in there…would you like to go join them?”

Dark/Violent/Rough

1. “Get the fuck over here or I’m dragging you.”

2. “Look at me. Look at me while I hurt you.”

3. “Nothing you say is going to stop me. I have a job to do, and I don’t give a shit how it happens.”

4. “Don’t you get it? I’m not being careful. I want this to hurt you.”

5. “Stay still, you motherf—Stay STILL!”

Creepy/Intimate

1. “Come on, scream like you mean it…there we go. Much better.”

2. “It’s so cute when you fumble with your keys everyday when you come home.”

3. “Your pretty little screams are only for me to hear, understand?”

4. “It’s a shock to me that you’ve never considered modeling. I mean…red just looks so good on you.”

5. “Ah, you remember this scar, don’t you? The day we met…god, what I’d give to break you like that again.”

Reluctant/Hesitant

1. “Look, I’m—I’m sorry, I just need to get this over-with. Bite on this.”

2. “They’ll check for bruises. I have to.”

3. “I’m sorry, boss, I’ve…I’ve never done this before. I-I’m trying.”

4. “Don’t look at me like that when the others are here. Please. They’ll know I’m faking it.”

5. “I’m sorry, I had to say it—you know that’s not how I actually think of you, right?”

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POURQUOI C’EST TOUT EN FRANÇAIS?????

The same fingers curled back into Hero’s hair, deceivingly gentle as they teased their locks and stroked their scalp. Hero pulled away and the touch went cruel in a split second, easily yanking the crime-stopper’s head back by their hair.

“Oh come on, Hero. Don’t try to escape me now...” The one in question let out a horrible half-whine half-strangled gurgle. “We only just started…”

Supervillain’s smirk was far too wide as they draped the cloth back over Hero’s head—ignoring the other’s haggard breaths—one hand still wrapped in their hair, while the other reached once more for the hose.

Hero was thrashing before the water even came, but Supervillain was stronger. Supervillain was always stronger.

To the hero, the torture lasted forever. They were drowning; no matter how many times it came, no matter how many times Supervillain restarted, it never got easier. There was no way for Hero to calm their body, no way to hold their breath with the water streaming down their sinuses, no way to spit water with the cloth, no way to struggle with their restraints.

And, fuck, did it ever burn.

“V-Villain—”Hero yelled when the water stopped and their head was freed from its smothering. They were gasping, choking, coughing, and still they were shouting for the criminal with the shreds of their voice. “Villain, please—”

The supervillain huffed, rolling their eyes before turning to their partner. “Do you have something to say?”

Villain blinked, blank eyes staring back at their boss, then flicking to the blubbering hero where they struggled in their chair. They angled themselves away from the crime-stopper, turning their full attention to the supervillain and they heard the hero sob a broken plea. “About?”

Supervillain’s grin widened and they gestured at the hero with a flamboyant wave. “About Hero here? Don’t you remember how close you two used to be? Hero seems to think your old connection will grant them some sort of mercy…”

“I don’t need m-mercy, you f-fucking psycho.” Hero spat, glaring at the supervillain as much as they could from their current position and the other tightened the hand in their hair. They winced and their attention switched to the villain standing in the corner by the door. “V-Villain, please, Supervillain b-brainwashed you—”

Hero’s neck was wrenched backwards at a clearly uncomfortable angle as Supervillain looked down on them. “That’s enough out of you, hm?” They turned to face Villain, cloth once more in hand, an ominous promise of what was to come next. “Do you feel brainwashed, Villain? After I saved you from the Heroes Agency where they tortured you and kept you from me? Convinced you I was the bad guy?”

When the hero attempted to speak up the sopping washcloth was pressed back down against their nose and lips, causing them to start struggling once more. Their obviously exhausted body still fighting tooth and nail for survival.

“No. You saved me.”

Supervillain’s face lit up, pleased with themselves, passing the hose off to the henchman at their side. “Exactly, sweetheart.”

Hero’s muffled yelling could be heard as the supervillain stepped away from them and let their henchman take over. The words were clear enough to understand, yet the rest of the room continued to ignore the kidnappee.

Except for Villain. It was in fact quite difficult to ignore someone desperately screaming your name. But they didn’t let that show and only a moment later Hero’s begging was drowned out by the soft sounds of running water.

“Henchman, carry on for us will you? Villain and I have lots to catch up on.”

With a tap against the villain’s elbow, Supervillain gently guided them out of the cell and down the jail-filled hallway. Escorting them through turns and up stairs, Hero’s wails and cries out for Villain slowly blending into the background.

Supervillain was talking, voice lofting through the air, but they never reached the criminal’s ears. Instead, Villain was calculating how much longer they would have to keep the ‘amnesiac-brainwashed-minion’ act up until their team could take down Supervillain and rescue Hero.

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Just checking something. Interact with this post if you don't mind ppl dropping by your inbox when you're inactive/on hiatus. Whether it's to check on you, drop some STS, WBW, Blorbo Blursday, and other type of ask. <3

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Rather pressing a weapon to the back of whumpee's head, have whumper pull their head back by their hair and hold them against the weapon.

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The single most important piece of writing advice I would give to a lot of amateur writers is to write less beautifully - or at least to write beautifully less.

I rarely find a piece of writing I can't read because it's too simple, or too concise and to-the-point - not memorable, perhaps, but also not a headache on a page. On the other hand, I see loads of pieces which are effectively unreadable because they're far too rich to swallow, and badly in need of watering down a bit.

The absolute worst culprit is the dialogue tags. I'm a big fan of letting people write in their own style, but I would love it if a lot of writers could please cool it with letting me know every time a character blinks or licks their lips. I don't need to know that, especially if it happens every time they speak.

So many dialogue excerpts look like this:

"So this is how we talk?" he queried quietly, his eyebrows furrowed into knots. "Apparently," she replied with a puzzled grin, bouncing on the balls of her feet with restless energy. "Isn't that... exhausting?" he questioned, a lop-sided smile snaking its way across his lips. "The bouncing?" she asked shyly, her eyelids fluttering in shame. "No, of course not," he told her, his lean arms reached out to pull her closer. He buried his face into the mess of her hair, taking a deep breath of her perfume. "I just feel a little nauseated by all of these actions." "I don't know what you mean," she giggled, brushing the hair back out of her eyes as her cheeks flushed red. "Don't worry," he sighed, rolling his eyes up towards the ceiling.

I'm assuming this is a convention that comes from somewhere, given its ubiquity - perhaps somewhere in the world of fanfiction, where there will be short, intimate pieces entirely focused on the ways in which characters interact with each other. But to me, in an original work, it's so exhausting that I can't make it down the rest of the page.

Dialogue tags may be the worst, or most obvious offenders, but the same principle extends pretty much everywhere else. Each line doesn't have to be some great quote you can hang on your wall, and it's hard to read a whole story written like that.

There's been some recent backlash on here against modern films where every line of dialogue is a quip, at the expense of building an authentic conversation, but that's how a lot of people start out writing - thinking that each sentence should be made as flowery as possible, when too many flowers in the same pot will crowd each other out.

You need to leave some gaps to let the sunlight in, and illuminate the beauty of the occasional flourish you do include. Think of it like vanilla extract, to make a reference that was topical when I started writing this post: you need to add a little for flavour, without which the writing will be too dull, but tip the bottle and I will actually be sick. Write beautifully less. Learn to embrace the prosaic.

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A Whumpee who, at the start of their captivity, challenged Whumper’s stare. Glaring openly, fists clenched around the bars of their cell, undeterred by the threat of Whumper’s approach.

That same Whumpee, weeks or months or years into their captivity, flinching when they hear Whumper’s footsteps in the corridor. Whimpering at the sound of a key fitting a lock. Curling up tighter in the farthest corner of their cell, unable to meet Whumper’s eyes.

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What about accidental kidnappings?

Whumper doing a crime, like stealing a car or something, and they're unaware that Whumpee was there. All they were doing was doing a crime, but oops, there's a person there they didn't see, and Whumper ended up kidnapping them by accident!

What would Whumper do now that they got Whumpee? Do they roll with it and keep Whumpee? Do they realize their mistake and become a whumper turned caretaker?

But yes! Accidental kidnappings!

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i mean this so seriously if you have any sort of creative project you can and should be a little obsessed with it. you should reread your own writing and look at your own art and brag about your ocs its literally good for your health