#and plotting

[chaotic-orphan]

Intoxicating Fear?? 🥺 Take your time though!!!! Lots of love xx

Thank you!!! I will, I will put intoxicating Fear after Semantics then!!!

So number Five on the list!!!😌🫰

[separatist-apologist]

Merman Cassian!? Do continue...

He has a shark tail

[nondelphic]

sometimes the best writing advice is "just let it be bad." revolutionary. terrifying. but it works.

[beaft]

it is legit bizarre to me how hard video game creators and film directors and showrunners try to pretend that fat people don't exist. can you think of the last time you saw a fat person in a lead role? god forbid a fat woman? i can walk down the street or go into a shop or restaurant and see fat people everywhere but then i switch on the tv and suddenly it's like a glimpse into an alternate universe where no one has a bmi over 24. insidious and weird

[asteroidtroglodyte]

[tis-the-boards-season]

I just saw a theatre almost entirely full of men very audibly gasp and/or moan at the site of a shirtless Hugh Jackman and let me tell you it was a religious experience

[selineabanto]

hear me outs but they're drunk and silly

[rae-butter]

Honestly, I love it when characters relapse. When someone who’s gotten over their anger issues falls into a situation so out of their depth they fall back on their old habits. When someone who’s learned to open up becomes a recluse again in order to cope with something outside their control.

There’s just something so horrible, so toxic, about watching a character grow and then slip back into their old selves in order to cope, bc you know they still care, that they’re the same inside, but watching them hurt so hard they don’t know what else to do brings a sense of catharsis.

[mychemicalbrromance]

Guys ive been reading peak

[helluvacity]

The couple laid in their bed, both clad in little more then their undergarments. Ever since the imp 'cashed in' all her contracts and grew to 7ft, they were pretty even in terms of height, though the hellhound was still much larger then Lucille thanks to her ample muscle.

The melanistic hellhound held the imp close, said imp purring softly in her grasp. Anqt was probably the only person in all of Hell Lucille could trust this deeply.

Eventually however the imp would awaken, groaning lightly as her yellow eyes fluttered open. Her rousing from her slumber consequently woke up the hellhound, the canine demon leaning in to rest her chin against her shoulder.

"Five more minutes..." She'd whine, Lucille sighing before peeling the other's hands off so she could climb out of bed.

"Sorry love, but we have lots to do to prepare for...y'know." The imp would remark, not actually saying what she meant in case their house was bugged. Always a concern down here, especially for what she was planning.

The hellhound would sigh, opening her own red and gold eyes before sitting up. "Yeah yeah, I know...I better be getting a raise for this."

The imp would laugh at that reply, turning around to kiss Anqt before walking off to the kitchen.

[bethanythebogwitch]

Some writers: *meticulously plan out every plot point and the tone and meanings before they start writing*

Me:

[nondelphic]

writing? oh, i’m definitely writing. in my head. during the most inconvenient times. like in the shower or when i’m about to fall asleep. actual typing? no, no, we don’t do that here.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Poppy playtime got a guy worse than William Afton

[thechekhov]

I've had this little idea in my head for a while now, so I decided to sit down and plot it out.

Disclaimer: This isn't meant to be some sort of One-Worksheet-Fits-All situation. This is meant to be a visual representation of some type of story planning you could be doing in order to develop a plot!

Lay down groundwork! (Backstory integral to the beginning of your story.) Build hinges. (Events that hinge on other events and fall down like dominoes) Suspend structures. (Withhold just enough information to make the reader curious, and keep them guessing.)

And hey, is this helps... maybe sit down and write a story! :)

[psychemochanight]

When the League meets Baby Robin(Dick), they are genuinely surprised, as it seems impossible that Batman is raising this little ray of sunshine who appeared from between his cape and then proceeded to greet them with the brightest smile they've all ever seen, completely adoring Superman, saying how great Wonder Woman is, and actually laughing at Barry's jokes.

Bruce takes care of his work, but occasionally stops to, in fact, help Robin who is trying to do his English homework. The other members also help out, of course.

So, Hal arrives at the Watchtower, and Robin, seeing the man his dad mentor has been so grumpy about because of the last meeting they had (Hal doesn't understand that Batman is the best at his job and is the one giving directions for a reason, duh!), decides he will exact revenge.

He carries on a normal conversation with the man just as he did with everyone else, subtly leading the topic until Hal falls into the trap:

Hal: What about your mom? I can't imagine anyone putting up with the old bat.

He speaks with all mockery, but then his smile freezes when he sees the tremor in the little boy's shoulders.

Dick: *shuddering and holding back a little sob* my mummy died in front of me a few months ago.... I...

Hal is pale now, because the child actually sobs, and runs off to hide in the cape of Batman, who was now standing, ready to stitch up his child.

He's not the only one, Superman and the others are already there too, looking at him angrily because he made the little bean cry.

Hal is in a panic.

And if he sees how the boy smiles at him when no one is looking, sticking his tongue out at him while moving his lips to send him the message "Don't bother my dad", no one would ever believe him, not while the little boy is now clinging to Batman tightly as he slowly blinks away tears that not even the best actors could ever pull off.

Only Hal knows the devil behind that angel face.

Batman knows it too, but he adores his precious little demon.