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42 questions to get to know your characters better

do they like to read? if so, what’s their favorite genre?

would they rather live in the countryside or a big city?

do they practice any religion?

do they meditate?

what is/was their relations like with their parents? siblings?

what is their favorite subjects in school?

what weird phase did they go through as a kid?

are they more like their mother or father?

do they have a mother/father figure outside of their parents?

do they respect elders? authority?

do they know how to swim?

can they ride a bike?

what board games are they good at? bad at?

do they like to run?

how do they treat those inferior to them?

do they like riding in airplanes?

what is their biggest fear?

biggest pet peeve?

what is their tell for lying?

how did they meet their closest friend(s)?

what is their guilty pleasure?

what is/would be their favorite tv show? movie?

have they ever dated someone? gotten married? did they break up? if so, why?

how do they act in awkward situations?

when in danger, do they have a fight or a flight reaction?

do they think pineapple belongs on pizza?

how old were they when they learned their first curse word? when they first said it aloud/to someone?

do they approve of swearing?

would they be able to survive living off-the-grid?

what kind of sense of humor do they have?

what is their biggest flaw?

are they good at making friends?

do they have any enemies?

what is their favorite color?

do they have a favorite song/music artist?

have they ever tried writing poetry?

do they know hand-to-hand combat? how did they learn?

what’s the biggest argument they’ve gotten into? who was it with and what was it about?

do they like sour candies?

do they prefer hamburgers or hot dogs?

what is their favorite genre? (books, movies, tv shows?)

do they believe in happy endings?

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Words to Describe Someone's Voice

I went scouting through the internet for words to describe a character’s voice. Here’s a handy list for all you writers:

Adenoidal/Nasal - Some of the sound seems to come through the nose.

Appealing - Shows that you want help, approval, or agreement.

Breathy - With loud breathing noises.

Brittle - You sound as if you are about to cry.

Croaky - Sounds as if they have a sore throat.

Dead - They feel or show no emotion.

Disembodied - Voice comes from someone who you cannot see.

Flat - Spoken in a voice that does not go up and down.

Fruity - Deep and strong in a pleasant way.

Grating - Unpleasant and annoying.

Gravelly -  Low and rough.

Gruff - Has a rough low sound.

Guttural - Deep and made at the back of your throat.

High-Pitched - Very high and shrill.

Hoarse -  Low rough voice, usually because their throat is sore.

Honeyed -  Falsely sweet voice.

Husky - A husky voice is deep and sounds hoarse often in an attractive way.

Low - Quiet and difficult to hear / in a deep voice.

Matter-of-fact - Used about someone’s behavior or voice.

Modulated - Controlled and pleasant to listen to.

Monotonous -  Boring because it does not change in loudness or become higher or lower.

Orotund - Loud and clear.

Penetrating - So high or loud that it makes you uncomfortable.

Plummy - This word shows that you dislike people who speak like this.

Quietly - In a quiet voice.

Raucous -  Loud and sounds rough.

Ringing -  very loud and clear.

Rough - Not soft and is unpleasant to listen to.

Shrill -  Very loud, high, and unpleasant.

Silvery - Clear, light, and pleasant.

Singsong - Rises and falls in a musical way.

Small - A small voice or sound is quiet.

Smoky - Sexually attractive in a slightly mysterious way.

Softly Spoken - A quiet gentle voice.

Sotto Voce - A very quiet voice.

Stentorian - Loud and severe.

Strangulated - One that someone stops before they finish making it.

Strident -  Loud and unpleasant.

Taut - Shows someone is nervous or angry.

Thick - Voice sounds less clear because of an emotion.

Thin -  High and unpleasant to listen to.

Throaty - Low and seems to come from deep in your throat.

Tight - Shows that you are nervous or annoyed.

Toneless - Does not express any emotion.

Tremulous - It is not steady because you are afraid or excited.

Wheezy - Has difficulty breathing.

Wobbly - Unstable tone due to fright or emotions.

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so here’s the template i filled out in an rp a while ago, i have no idea who made it, but it’s in-depth af, and i cleared it out so people may use it at their will!

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME:  PRONUNCIATION: MEANING:  REASONING:  NICKNAME(S):  PREFERRED NAME(S):  BIRTH DATE:  AGE:  ZODIAC: GENDER:  PRONOUNS:  ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: SEXUAL ORIENTATION:  NATIONALITY:  ETHNICITY:  CURRENT LOCATION: LIVING CONDITIONS:  TITLE(S): 

BACKGROUND

BIRTH PLACE:  HOMETOWN: SOCIAL CLASS: EDUCATION LEVEL:  FATHER:  MOTHER:  SIBLING(S):  BIRTH ORDER: CHILDREN:  PET(S):  OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES:  PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS:  ARRESTS?:  PRISON TIME?:

OCCUPATION & INCOME

PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME:  SECONDARY SOURCE OF INCOME:  TERTIARY SOURCE(S) OF INCOME:  APPROXIMATE AMOUNT PER YEAR:  CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB (OR LACK THERE OF)?:  PAST JOB(S):  SPENDING HABITS:  MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION: 

SKILLS & ABILITIES

PHYSICAL STRENGTH:  OFFENSE:  DEFENSE:  SPEED:  INTELLIGENCE:  ACCURACY:  AGILITY:  STAMINA:  TEAMWORK:  TALENTS:  SHORTCOMINGS:  LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN:  DRIVE?:  JUMP-STAR A CAR?:  CHANGE A FLAT TIRE?:  RIDE A BICYCLE?:  SWIM?:  PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?:  PLAY CHESS?:  BRAID HAIR?:  TIE A TIE?:  PICK A LOCK?: 

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS

FACE CLAIM:  EYE COLOR:  HAIR COLOR:  HAIR TYPE/STYLE:  GLASSES/CONTACTS?:  DOMINANT HAND:  HEIGHT: WEIGHT:  BUILD:  EXERCISE HABITS:  SKIN TONE:  TATTOOS:  PEIRCINGS:  MARKS/SCARS:  NOTABLE FEATURES:  USUAL EXPRESSION:  CLOTHING STYLE:  JEWELRY:  ALLERGIES:  BODY TEMPERATURE:  DIET:  PHYSICAL AILMENTS: 

PSYCHOLOGY

JUNG TYPE:  JUNG SUBTYPE:  ENNEAGRAM TYPE:  MORAL ALIGNMENT:  TEMPERAMENT:  ELEMENT:  PRIMARY INTELLIGENCE TYPE:  APPROXIMATE IQ:  MENTAL CONDITIONS/DISORDERS:  SOCIABILITY:  EMOTIONAL STABILITY:  OBSESSION(S):  COMPULSION(S):  PHOBIA(S):  ADDICTION(S):  DRUG USE:  ALCOHOL USE:  PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: 

MANNERISMS

SPEECH STYLE:  ACCENT:  QUIRKS:  HOBBIES:  HABITS:  NERVOUS TICKS:  DRIVES/MOTIVATIONS:  FEARS:  POSITIVE TRAITS:  NEGATIVE TRAITS:  SENSE OF HUMOR:  DO THEY CURSE OFTEN?:  CATCHPHRASE(S): 

FAVORITES

ACTIVITY:  ANIMAL:  BEVERAGE:  BOOK:  CELEBRITY:  COLOR:  DESIGNER:  FOOD:  FLOWER:  GEM:  HOLIDAY:   MODE OF TRANSPORTATION:  MOVIE:  MUSICAL ARTIST:  QUOTE/SAYING:  SCENERY:  SCENT:  SPORT:  SPORTS TEAM:  TELEVISION SHOW:  WEATHER: VACATION DESTINATION: 

ATTITUDES

GREATEST DREAM:  GREATEST FEAR:  MOST AT EASE WHEN:  LEAST AT EASE WHEN:  WORST POSSIBLE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN:  BIGGEST ACHIEVEMENT:  BIGGEST REGRET:  MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT:  BIGGEST SECRET:  TOP PRIORITIES: 

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Now YouTube has a habit of recommending me the weirdest stuff recently, but today i got this on my recommendations

And about halfway through listening to this, I went and read the comments, literally I could not stop reading I was there for hours, here are some of my favorites

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How to show emotions

Part IV

How to show bitterness

tightness around their eyes

pinched mouth

sour expression on their face

crossed arms

snorting angrily

turning their eyes upward

shaking their head

How to show hysteria

fast breathing

chest heaving

trembling of their hands

weak knees, giving in

tears flowing down their face uncontrollably

laughing while crying

not being able to stand still

How to show awe

tension leaving their body

shoulders dropping

standing still

opening mouth

slack jaw

not being able to speak correctly

slowed down breathing

wide eyes open

softening their gaze

staring unabashingly

How to show shame

vacant stare

looking down

turning their head away

cannot look at another person

putting their head into their hands

shaking their head

How to show being flustered

blushing

looking down

nervous smile

sharp intake of breath

quickening of breath

blinking rapidly

breaking eye contact

trying to busy their hands

playing with their hair

fidgeting with their fingers

opening mouth without speaking

Part I + Part II + Part III

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Fallen angel dialogue prompts 🙏🙏

Dialogue for a Fallen Angel

-> feel free to edit as you see fit.

"I... I've been cast out."

"Don't ask me if I'm okay! I've been cast out of Heaven, and now I'm stuck here with you... you humans. I am far from okay."

"Dear God, I hope you're listening. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I did. I've learned my lesson. I'm ready to come back."

"You know those rosy little angels that are depicted in all of your human paintings? Propaganda. When I still had my divinity, I had four sets of wings and two heads with thousands of burning eyes."

"You know what I won't miss about being an angel? Listening to you humans whine about how bad you've got it."

"I want to go home."

"I didn't realize how interesting Earth actually is. I've been watching over it for eons, never really experiencing the life of it all."

"You know what the worst part of being human is? Sleeping. You're wasting so much time just lying there unconscious. You could be so productive!"

"Yeah, maybe you humans aren’t so bad."

"If given the chance, I'm not sure if I'd choose to go back."

"DiD iT hUrT wHeN yOu fElL fRoM hEaVeN? Yes! It did hurt! I was stripped of my divinity, kicked out of my home, and fell face first into the Earth's crust!"

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Jealousy prompts for characters who are enemies with benefits, character A realizing character B genuinely has no idea about character A’s feelings and thinks they hate them to the core.

List of “I need you to understand that I’m not hate fucking you, even though we technically are enemies” prompts

“Why were you with them?” “Why does it matter to you?” “It doesn’t. I couldn’t care less, but I’m also nosey.” 

“What are you doing?” Character A questions as Character B picks up the shirt they had discarded to the side while they were messing about. “Going home, since you don’t want me extending my stay anyway,” Character B says, throwing their shirt on, and Character  has to swallow down the urge to stop them from leaving. (Bonus: They end up crawling over to them, arms wrapping around Character B’s waist and pulling them into a back hug. “Don’t go?” they say, softly, cheek resting on their back.)

“We have business to get down to.” “Right here?” “Right fucking here, because I’m not about to let you go to someone else for something I can give to you twice as good.”

“Whoever else I fuck doesn’t have anything to do with you—” “No, it doesn’t, and it shouldn’t, but it doesn’t mean I have to be happy about you fucking around with someone else. What do they have that I don’t?” 

“You think I actually hate you?” “Well, you’re not giving me many reasons which tell me that you like me, are you? And no, fucking me into the mattress really doesn’t count as a good reason, at all.”

“You’re only allowed to say my name like that, you hear me?” Character A growls, delivering another hard thrust, and Character B whimpers, back arching off the bed; arms tightening around Character A’s neck.

“There are so many people out there you could be doing this with, so why me? The person you despise so much?” “…Thing is, I don’t despise you.” 

“I want you. I’ve… I’ve always wanted you, not just in this way. Don’t you get it?” 

“Can I be honest?” “You’re always brutally honest, but sure.” “I don’t actually hate you. Like, at all.” 

“Have I really been giving you the impression that I hate you?” “Yes. Yes, you have, and it hurts more than I’d like to admit.”

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List of “come here and get some and I’ll show you what you’re missing out on” prompts

“Well, won’t you look at that? I’ve got you where I want, haven’t I?”

“…Do that again.” “Please?” “Fuck… Please.”

“So you want me to tie you up?” “Yes. I… Want to lose my control to you.”

“You’re the worst type of distraction, you know?”

“Fuck, stop— I need to concentrate on this.” 

“I mean… I will carry you around if you really can’t walk tomorrow.” 

“Mm, did you practice your arch for me?” 

“You know what would look good around my neck?” Character A asks, playing with Character B’s fingers. “What?” Character B asks, eyes flickering up to meet Character A’s; notices them tugging at their fingers, realisation dawning on them. “Oh.” 

“C’mon, it’s just me and you. Let’s take advantage of that.”

“What’s a fantasy of yours?” “Hmm… Being fucked by you. In front of a mirror. Does that count?”

“Keep struggling like that and I’m not going to give you what you want.”

“You’re such a fucking tease, I hate you.” 

“…Holy fuck.”

“Now everyone knows you’re off limits.” 

“You’re really not that innocent, are you?” 

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List of “we’re supposed to be friends with benefits but what the hell happened?” prompts

“Kiss me like that again and I’m going to think you’re in love with me.” “…But what if I am in love with you?” “I’m going to need to stop you right there. Don’t bullshit me with that.” 

“It was about the sex at first but now it’s… It’s not. It’s more than that. And I think that’s what scares me the most.”

“Do you have to leave? Can’t you stay?” “…If I don’t leave now then I’m afraid I won’t ever want to leave. I can’t do that to myself, so please don’t tell me to stay.” 

“I don’t think I can do this anymore.” “Why not?” “Because I think— I think I’m starting to get greedy. I think I’m starting to want more with you.”

“Are you guys sure you’re not like… Y’know?” “Absolutely not. The sex is great but we’d never… Not with each other.” 

“Look, I know we promised each other we wouldn’t lose our footing during this whole thing, but I… I think I’ve lost mine? I don’t know how or when or why but I just… I’m sorry.” 

“I’m going to be blunt with you: I don’t want to be just friends who fool around with each other.” 

“My God, stop fucking me like you actually mean it because now I’m starting to read into things wrong.” 

“We promised each other that this wouldn’t happen.” “Yeah, but it’s happened. What do you want me to do about it? I can’t just un-love you.” 

“Is it so wrong that I want to be yours? That I want us to be more than whatever the fuck this is? Because I can’t keep doing this. I can’t keep lying to myself that I don’t want more with you, because it’s fucking me up so badly.” 

“Just because I let you stick it up me a few dozen of times doesn’t mean we’re in love.” “I think I can prove you wrong on that.” 

“I want you to fuck me like you mean it.” “…That’s going to be so easy.” 

“Why won’t you just admit that we could be so good together if you’d just give us a chance?” 

“So where does this leave us?” “I wish I had an answer for that because I wouldn’t be in this turmoil if I did.” 

“This is why I said I didn’t want to do this with you in the first place!” 

“We could be more than this if you wanted.” “Who the hell said I’d want that?” “Actions speak louder than words, sweetheart.” 

“I mean, it’s not like I want to hold their hand in public or anything. Like, that’s a little too intimate for the both of us, you know?” “…Didn’t you guys literally have sex last night?” “Sex doesn’t always have to be intimate, you dunce.” “You sounded pretty unsure about that.” 

“We promised each other we would stop this the moment either of us caught feelings, so why didn’t you tell me and let it get this bad?” “Because I knew this was the only way I could have you, even if it meant nothing more than just an arrangement to you.” 

“Why did you do that?” “Why did I do what?” “Why did you make me fall in love with you?”

“My bad for thinking we could have been something more. My bad for thinking that everything we’ve done up until now feels way too fucking real and has crossed too many lines for us to be just friends with benefits.” 

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List of smut prompts

“So how do you want me to fuck you?”

“I’m not sharing you with anybody. You’re mine, and mine only, and I’m going to make you remember that.”

“That’s sweet and all but do they touch you the way I touch you? Fuck you the way I fuck you? Mm, yeah, didn’t think so.”

A softly spoken, “Want you to fuck me like you mean it.” 

“Let me take care of you, yeah? I’ll do the work.”

“Gonna fuck you until the only word you remember is my name.”

“Can I… can I touch you?”

“My God, you’re so fucking gorgeous like this.” 

“Can I— can I please touch myself?”

“Wanna see how you look when you come undone under me.” 

“I’ll make you feel good, I promise. Just trust me.”

“You sound/taste/feel/look so fucking good.”

“Oh God, you feel amazing, baby.” 

A whispered “Please” slipping out of kiss bitten lips. 

“Mine. All mine.”

“You drive me so insane, you don’t even know.”

“I love getting to know you like this.” 

“You. Me. Bed. Clothes off. Now.” 

“Is this okay?” 

“How much do you want this?”

“Doing so good for me, sweetheart.” 

“Shh, just a little more…” 

“You’re taking me so well, baby.”

“Say please.” 

“I want you in all the ways you’ll let me have you.”

“Tell me how you want me.”

Soft whines and whimpers; held back noises because they don’t want anyone else hearing them; a plea for more without the use of words. 

“Oh, I can think of many ways to shut you up right now.” 

“Wanna hear you beg for it, yeah?”  

“Where do you want me to touch you?” “I don’t know and I don’t care — I just want your hands on me. Please.”

“P-please just”—a sob—“I just need you to fuck me.” 

“Need/want you in me.”

“Beg and maybe I’ll think about it.”

“Not so fast, bun.” 

“So… You touch yourself to the thought of me? I’d like to see that in action.”  

“Want your fingers in me.” 

“Now, why don’t we teach you a lesson?” 

“Touch yourself for me.”

“Tell me how you like/want/need it.” 

“I wanna taste you on my lips again.”

It’s the gentle and soft touches which send shivers skittering down their spine. 

“Rough or gentle?” 

“Fuck, look at you right now…”

“You’re really messing with my head here.”

“Fuck, just touch me already! Just— just do something!” “Not so fast. We’ve still got the whole night/day ahead of us.”

“Wanna feel you against me.”

“Don’t wanna come until I feel you in me.”

“Clothes on or clothes off?” 

“All yours. Only yours.”

“How about we put that pretty mouth of yours into good use, hm?” 

“Fuck, I need/want you so bad.”

“I want you to say my name like that again.” 

“Aren’t you desperate?” 

“Only I get to ruin you like this, you hear me?”

“Only I get to touch you like this, okay?” 

“Patience, love. We’re getting there.” 

“Look at your reflection. Look at how gorgeous you are. So fucking gorgeous when I’m fucking you like this. So pretty for me, and only for me.”

“Be good for me.” 

“You want to come?” “Y-yes, I— please—” “Hm, but do you really deserve to?” 

“You like that, don’t you?” 

“Let’s make your thoughts a reality, yeah?”

“Imagine how amazing you’d sound when I’m fucking you senseless.” 

“I’ll fuck you so good, I promise.” 

“I can taste myself on your lips and it’s messing me up real bad.” 

“You look like a mess and I love it, because I’m the one who made you like this.” 

“You’ve got me all hot and bothered.”

“You don’t get to touch yourself until I say so.” 

“Always so needy for me, aren’t you? Can’t help yourself, can you?” 

“Please let me come.” 

“I-I promise I’ll be good.” 

“How are you feeling?” 

“God, you feel so good around me.” 

“So wet/hard for me already, huh?”

“You good?”

“Mm, always so impatient for me, aren’t you?”

“Do I turn you on that much?” “You don’t even fucking know.” 

“You wanna take control?”

“Let me ride you.”

“Behave.” 

“F-Fuck, I don’t think I’m gonna last long if you keep doing that.” 

“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted someone more.” 

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“Stop fucking teasing me and get to it already.” 

“Oh, the things I’d do to you if we were alone right now…”

“Th-There are people outside this door—” “Well, this isn’t about them, is it?” 

“Look at you, squirming under me, all flushed and pretty looking. Can’t even take a little teasing, can you?”

“Yeah, but they don’t fuck you the way you deserved to be fucked, do they?” 

“Might I remind you that these walls aren’t sound proof.” 

A softly exhaled, “I don’t think I can ever get enough of you.” 

“Do you know how much I love seeing you like this?” 

“How do you want me to touch you?” 

“Let me show you how much I mean what I say.”

“Gonna make sure you don’t forget about tonight.” 

Whispered praises against the other’s lips, which are met with soft whimpers and moans. 

“Need me to remind you on what happened last night?” 

“Oh, sensitive there, aren’t we?” 

In a hoarse whisper, “Fuck, you’re killing me here.” 

“But you think about me when they’re fucking you, don’t you?” “I… That’s not true.” 

“Try not to be so noisy, yeah?” 

“Tell me if it hurts, okay?” 

“Lift your hips up for me.”

“Fuck, you’re so hot when you’re bossy.”

“Look at you, coming undone before I’ve even started touching you.” 

“Stop glaring at me like you don’t enjoy me teasing you.”

“I want to be the one fucking you this time.” 

“Sweetheart, you’re so responsive to my touch.”

“I think you’d look even better under me.” 

“And I think you’d look fucking hot when you’re on top of me.” 

“Want you to ruin me.” 

“Do whatever you want with me.” 

“Just sit on my fucking face already.” 

“Who gave you permission to touch yourself?”

“What did I just say?”

“You feel so fucking good in me.” 

“You can have all of me if that’s what you want.” 

“Baby—shit—I don’t think I’m gonna make it to the bed like this.”

“Tell me if it becomes too much, okay?” “Okay.” 

“S-Stop leaving marks on my neck. I have a presentation first thing in the morning.” “Then I get to leave marks anywhere below the neck?”

“Let me make you feel good this time?” 

“You only get to watch.” “B-but—” “No buts, sweetheart.” 

“I’d fuck you right here, right now, if I could.” 

“Let’s take it back to my place.”

“Are we— are we really going to do this here?”

“Turn around.” 

“You look so cute like this, you know?” “Shut the fuck up and just fuck me already.” 

“Why’d you stop?” “Because you sounded too fucking good and so I had like, a moment.” 

“I don’t like people touching what’s mine.”

“Eyes on me at all times, sweetheart.” 

“I wanna eat you out so fucking bad.” “Then why don’t you?”

“Spread your legs for me.” … “Spread them wider.” 

Hands firm on their thighs, keeping them from snapping them shut. 

“I’m not done with you yet.” 

A whispered, “Then come for me,” right next to their ear after they beg for release through tears and soft whimpers, because they’ve been edged for way too long. 

“Admit it — you want this as much as I do.” 

“I’ll be honest: I get off to the thought of you.” 

“No one does it like you.”

“Christ, I wanna fuck you so bad.” “You’ll get to do that once we get home.” 

“I want you in the most sinful ways possible.” 

“Need a hand?” 

“Aww, how eager can you get?” 

“I want you to touch me like I’m the only thing you could ever want.” 

“Can’t— can’t you go faster than this?” 

“You like messing with my head, don’t you?” “Only because it clearly turns you on.”

“B-But what about you?” “We can worry about me later. It’s all about you right now.”

“Shit, I’m so fucking hooked on you it’s not even funny.”

“You’d sound so good begging for it.”

“Fuck, you have such a tight hold on me, you don’t even know.” 

“Don’t make too many noises or we’ll get caught.” “That’s part of the thrill.”

“I don’t care, I just need these clothes off so I can fully feel you against me.” 

“You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted so badly.” 

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(I was indefinitely hoping for more props for white or silver eyes… Those proms were definitely nice, but it would be nice to see more for them😅

You don’t have to make more prompts for them if you don’t want to I was just hoping there would be more props for white or silver eyes

Different Ways to Describe White/Silver Eyes pt 2.

-> link to pt. 1

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

He had eyes like a white light, so bright that they often seemed like they were glowing.

Her eyes made him think of the snow and the place he lost his father.

They had eyes as white as the wedding dress they wore, and a tear rolled down his cheek as they walked down the aisle.

He always thought that her eyes were like daisies. They reminded him of the field behind his childhood home, flaked in those little white flowers.

She had mechanical eyes, if that made any sense. They were silver like a machine. Artificial.

Their eyes were the same color as the fairy circles they used to find in the woods as a child.

He thought that her eyes made her look ghostly and devoid of life.

She had eyes like a blank canvas, her emotions splashing color onto her irises.

They had eyes like a silver fog that rolled into a small seaside town, concealing any life that may reside there.

His eyes flashed like lightning.

Her eyes flickered over to them like stars in the night sky.

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Hi what are some ways to show a shy/easily embarrassed character seeing the person they like in a hot outfit.

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

Her face immediately flushed at the sight of [Name]. She knew that she had a crush on them, but this was ridiculous.

He couldn't stop staring. It was like they were a magnet and his eyes couldn't resist the pull.

Their hands were trembling. They were so caught off guard by her outfit that it was like their mind was short-circuiting.

Her voice was lost in her throat. They were talking to her but she just couldn't bring herself to say anything!

He kept his eyes to the ground. As long as he didn't look at them he would be fine. He couldn't do anything embarrassing if he wasn't distracted.

They were beautiful. There was no other word for it. And they left her a stumbling mess.

He walked by them, and it was like the breath had been knocked out of them.

She buried her face into her hands, trying to cover the red of her cheeks.

For the first time in a long time, his mind went blank. All he could do was stare, totally entranced.

When they started walking over in her direction, she panicked.

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. They were hot.

God, they were certain everyone in the room was staring at them. How could they not be? She had just walked in and their face went tomato-red at the very sight of her.

He took a sip of his coffee, glancing around the room. His eyes landed on [Name], standing nonchalantly with their arms crossed. He choked on his drink, sputtering coffee as he tried to catch his breath. His ears felt instantly hot, trying to keep his cool as he cleaned up his mess. He hadn't expected them to be dressed in that.

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Hello! If it’s not too much trouble, would you be willing to discuss how to describe a character with nonhuman features? Such as wings, specifically? Thank you!

Prompts for Describing a Character with Wings

-> @she-who-fights-and-writes made an in-depth post about writing a character with wings with many helpful tips to remember while writing. They also include a list of vocabulary to describe the movement of wings based on the character's emotions. Their post can be found Here.

-> @kedreeva made a post regarding the science behind a character having wings, including anatomy of the wings themselves and the feathers. They also dive into info about preening, molting, nesting, etc. That post can be found Here.

-> feel free to edit and adjust pronouns as you see fit.

He was a handsome guy with sharp features, but she couldn't keep her eyes off of his wings. They sprouted from his back like two extra limbs that he could control at will, with long, silky black feathers like a raven.

The feathers of her wings flared when she was angry, making her appear bigger than she was.

They had wings like a hummingbird that fluttered just as fast as his heart when he saw them.

He hated his wings sometimes. They were big and bulky and never useful to him when he was on the ground. He groaned as he bent to pick up the things his wings had managed to knock off the shelf, only to have them swipe a few more items from the counter and onto the floor.

Her wings were neatly folded behind her back, tucked close. At a sudden noise behind her, she jolted, her wings shooting out to display her full wingspan. Her heart pounded in her chest, her feathers twitching as she searched for the source of the noise.

The wings on their back gently shifted, hovering over her head to shield her from the rain.

His wings stretched out to their full wingspan as a last minute attempt to keep himself from falling.

She felt free when she was in the air, her wings finally able to stretch out to their full potential. She felt so trapped on the ground sometimes, forced to keep them folded so they don't get in the way.

God, he thought they were beautiful. They were an angel, had to be. An angel blessed with the prettiest wings he had ever seen on a person, sprouting gently from their back like a waterfall of feathers.

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