#i wrote my dialouge

[theluckygroundhog]

they didn't practice motorcycle safety .. paid the ultimate price (ego)

inspired by @quiverymango 's photo of the sonic movie toys (below cut)

[writing-for-whoever-listens]

Random Prompts 10

"When the voices tell me to do something, nine times out of ten I'm gonna do it. I don't know why you think I won't."

"This is ridiculous." "I totally agree. What sort of gala has someone dressed like that?"

"Does this seem like too much for a raiding party or?" "That is an evening gown." "I know, I've never been invited to one of these before, so I'm asking for advice."

"Do you really need seventeen copies of the same dagger?" "Yes. I get a new one each time I kill someone."

"Why do I have to be the decoy?" "Because you're hot. All decoys are hot." "... Did you just call me attractive?" "Was I not supposed to?"

"I think we bit off more than we could chew with this one." "Oh, really? Did the voices tell you that too?"

"Spending a night behind bars before my execution was not how I planned my evening going." "Shame for your new plans of moping until you're dead, because that won't be happening."

"Did you have to destroy everything on the way out?" "I'm sending a message!" "What message? 'Hey we broke out, fuck you'?"

"Are you still mad at me?" "You are a thief and a crook and almost got me killed last night." "So... that's a maybe?"

"Next time, we'll plan better. That was kinda sketchy." "Next time?"

[floral-comet-whump]

For the ask game!

"You think you're clever, don't you?" + whumpee

1. “No, I don’t! I’m sorry! I’ll never do it again, I promise!!”

2. “You’re saying that like it's a bad thing...”

3. “And what if I do?”

4. “..I... Pardon?”

5. (Broken sobbing)

how to play

full credits to @/seth-whumps for the idea!! avoiding actually mentioning them, but they're linked

[madame-mongoose]

damn, it would be such a shame if you imagined Wheatley gripping on the leash, tugging you towards him as he coos over how obedient you are for him. him telling you how he loves how you squirm beneath him. that he loves how you're the only one who listens to his commands word for word like the good pet you are. damn, what a shame that'd be...

anon. anon what are you doingn to me. oooh my god

[stitchwraith-stingers]

i can make anything about The Character

[maybeamiles]

Hey guess what i'm doing

[starsteemer]

Ladybug and Cat Noir: Awakening is literally so much better than the show in every way that its actually just embarrassing. I’ve watched every single episode of Miraculous Ladybug from the very first season. And also I’m right. Cope.

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

mystery inc characters thoughts after 18 eps

velma contolling mean/bossy girlfriend who became tollerable around 15 but it was too little to late for me. (a dog being jealous of his pals new friend i can believe cause my dog was jelly of my cat for a while but VELMA being jealous of scooby?? ahhellnah thats riduclous)

daphne i love fred....... thats about it.

fred i love traps ............................ and daphne.... trapstrapstraps no thoughts head empty. (He legit even said this sillyboy)

shaggy/scooby get married i mean.. are in a completely normal relationship.

[coles-scythe]

Made the mistake of staying up past 3 AM writing a Modern/Band/College AU for GG to fight my depression. The good news is I have a shiny new AU to mess around with. The bad news is I'm still depressed. /lh

[sanjisblackasswife]

Thinking about how OPLASanji is a more closeted pervert than an open one. (Part 1)

IHadTo.

Blk Fem Reader x OPLA Sanji

CW: Sanji has tattoos(🌚), Suggestive, Kissing, Touchy Touchy Sanji, ….please read his dialouge in his voice. No smut BUT next time will be filthy smut<_< just setting up the plot here okaayyy i havent wrote in a while.

“So fucking pretty..”

“You say ‘sum Sanji?”

“Nothing, madam.”

Sanji was relentless. Him so new to the crew you and him managed to get pretty close quite quickly. It’s been a few weeks now and Zoro has pointed out about 15 times already how touchy and —in his words “Freaky” he is towards you.

“Either you’re that dense or just as perverted as him because how can you not feel his dick against your ass when you both are—“

“Zoro.” Nami cut him off with a stern tone, you blink at them both on the deck. “Enough, okay.”

“Somebody had to say it,” Zoro took a sip of his drink, settling back down on the chair, “It’s been constant dry foreplay from you both and it’s annoying—“

“…Sorry.” You murmur, not really sure how to answer to him, he looks at you, scoffing. “I don’t think sanji is intentionally being like that he just—“

“Well he is. A blind man can see how he fucks you with his eyes.”

Slightly confused as to why Zoro would even think Sanji is a pervert. He isn’t. He can’t be??

He’s so sweet, and charming, you can’t deny he was one of the few men you met that have caught your attention; his dimples exposing themselves when you make him smile, his pretty delicate hands that grabs ahold of yours when he kisses your knuckles, his pretty jewlery, and when he speaks in your ear, that fucking accent of his—-

…maybe him being a pervert wasn’t too bad.

I mean, he wasn’t hurting you nor ever made you uncomfortable? You both are adults.

And adults have needs.

And if two adults have attraction for one another then…well…it shouldn’t matter much?

You shook off what Zoro said and headed back to the kitchen, maybe he was just teasing you again.

But if he wasn’t…you could possibly make use of this new information.

——-

“Y/n, my love, how are you babe? Thirsty?” Sanji smiles at you, already preppping for dinner you grin warmly back at him and take a seat at the table, his eyes follow your figure, trailing down to your waist, and glued to your ass until you sat down.

For a moment you were quiet, not responding yet to his question, but admiring Sanji’s hands, how quickly he can chop food, how pretty his fingers are, you nearly nip at your lip when you notice him roll up his sleeves and see—-

“Oh!” Your eyes widen mindlessly, you walk towards the large kitchen island and lean over, “You have tattoos?”

How could have you not notice? it’s been almost a month being together and you never peeped? He had a half sleeve done and honestly it looked so..

“You like?” Sanji’s chuckle makes you break out of your daze. “I got my first one when i was 16. And then well, it became a slight addiction.”

You stare back at his forearm again, the pretty art marked on his skin, noticing the veins complimenting it made you nip at your lip again. He smiles, your pretty round eyes watching him as he cooked, but again.

Sanji’s eyes wondered.

You were in a trance at his tattoos, trying to count and see every detail of them you didn’t even notice your breast spilling out of your low cutted tank top onto the counter.

Your pretty brown chest, literally shining from a mixture of a bit of sweat and lotion you put on earlier with your small gold necklace dangling in between your clevage, Sanji tries to tear his eyes away, but he can’t help it.

You’re so fucking gorgeous. He seen you and Nami and he was already infactuated with you both, but you seemed to be more open to entertaining his flirtatious advances than Nami so he started to fall for you a bit more.

Hugging him at Arlong Park really got him going, your breast pressed against his, the way you kissed his cheek, and you were just so happy to see him he almost felt his pants get tight from that alone.

He wanted you bad it was almost admirable and pathetic.

“I have more tattoos. Y’know if you ever wanna see ‘em.” He teased, knowing damn well he was serious.

“Hmmmm.” You walk around the counter to face his side, finger tracing the rim of the counter top. “Well maybe….where are the others?”

“I have one on side, one on my shoulder, on my back—“

“Your back?” Your eyes lit up. “Can I see?”

Sanji started to stammer, “I— um… Really? You sure?…..okay just…give me a moment.”

You giggle at his urgency to clean up his mess, putting the roast in the oven he walks towards the kitchen door and locks it, his mind running a mile a minute he turns to face you to see you happliy sitting on the counter smiling, “C’mon lemme see! I love back tattoos!”

Sanji exhales, unbuttoning his shirt he feels your gaze, once his shirt is fallen to the ground he turns, you nearly gasped seeing the huge tattoo on his spine.

His very pretty spine.

“woah.” Sanji hears your footsteps approach him, he hisses slightly at your touch, you did always have a habit of touching when not asked. “It’s so pretty.”

Your hands start to move around the outline of the art, also noticing the small scars and bruises he has gotten in past fights. You lightly touch one, and he immediately turns around, causing you to jump, “Oh. Sorry.”

“No, it’s alright. You like them?”

“Mmhm…” you land your hand on his shoulder tattoo, not even taking note to how closer sanji approached you.

You both stare at each other for a moment, it was only 2 seconds but it felt like an eternity until Sanji decided to close the gap between you both.

His lips were so soft against yours you couldn’t hold in any moan you had released, you felt his hand cup your cheek, moving you backwards onto the counter, the kisses started to get more intense the more access you allowed him into your mouth.

Nothing but the sounds of water crashing, usopp and Luffy outside playing and heavy breathing filled the kitchen. Sanji just couldnt help himself—-

His mind was fuzzy, he knew in the back of his mind he shouldn’t have been so bold with his actions but to feel your body weight against his,

a slap or two was worth it, but it never came.

Sliding his tongue inside your mouth he pushes his leg in between yours, you really don’t know why you haven’t stopped him yet, maybe it’s the way he so easily picked you up by your ass and sat you on the counter, or maybe it’s how his hands are squeezing your breast, but you knew eventually you had to—-

“Okay!” You pulled off, both of you trying to catch your breath, “Wait…I….Sanji…”

He stared at you like a lost dog, damn near ready to get scolded with his pink puffy lips, you giggled. Holding his cheek, “I’m..sorry.”

You knew he shouldn’t have been sorry, he only did what you allowed him, and luckily he was a great kisser so it wasn’t anything you technically regret doing.

“Sorry for what?…I liked it.” You took his hand and teased, “Unexpected, but…I like it.”

You brush his hair back, going in for a slower and deeper kiss, your felt his cold palms rub the sides your your bare thighs, pulling you closer so you can throw your arms over his shoulder.

You nor him haven’t had this kind of touch from another person in a long time, and you both were clearly attracted to each other …so…why not bite the bullet?

“Let’s go to my room, Sanji…”

[blazefire2012]

Holy shit... I thought he was shortening his sentences and it just happened to land that way??

I have to rewrite SO MUCH stuff....

Some Obscure Facts About Fallout 4 Companions*

*obscurity not guaranteed because this fandom is seven years old and i just got here

Preston loves swimming! He also loves vertibirds! How has the world not extinguished your joy yet Preston!

Cait is afraid of spiders. Given what the radiation did to everything else, I think I’m also preemptively afraid of Fallout’s spiders.

Curie is atheistic, or potentially agnostic. However, she does express concern about sinning (and has the default praying animation, like all humanoid characters).

Danse likes country-western and bluegrass music. Danse would hear Big Iron for the first time and cry.

Deacon is great with kids and uses them as informants. (This information is vitally important to me.)

Hancock’s parents are named Patrick and Martha. We somehow still don’t know his brother’s name, but since his parents are the type of people to name their second son John, it’s probably Patrick Jr. or something. (Additional info: Hancock refers to his father as “pop.”)

Several lines indicate that Nick is capable of drinking and maybe even tasting. He can also smell. Jury’s still out on how he can smoke, though.

Mama Murphy knitted Piper her scarf. (Semi-canon)

Strong has faint memories of the Institute, and they’re apparently very upsetting for him.

X6 and I are friends and I love him and someday he’ll forgive me.

Codsworth’s General Atomics warranty is apparently still active. Good thing his mum is a lawyer, I guess.

Okay, if you want a real X6 fact, he likes the cold.

MacCready started drinking when he was SIX. BABY BOY WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DO YOU RAISE YOUR CHILD THIS WAY

[fresanita]

Angel Dust Turns Human - Pg2

Part 1

I'm so sorry about the quality, idk what size the canvas should be when it comes to comics, this is technically my 1st one☹️. I PRAY it doesn't look crappy on other people's end💔

Anyways, I had drawn these 2 pages (technically 4ish with how I spread them out) within 3-2 days bc I just rlly wanted the idea to get done already🤲 Sorry if the pacing wasn't that good when I introduced Alastor - again, I don't know how to convey that in 'comic form' (?) since this is my 1st, but I tried😔 (it probably needed more frames/pics but I was rlly lazy).

If you couldn't tell (☹️), Alastor & Angel Dust have some backstory (!!!) - Alastor didn't realize until he saw his human form, which looks very different from his Hell form. The majority of this is in Angel's pov, so this is kinda unreliable narrator, in a way. I need to mention, idk if anyone's written/drawn anything w a human in Hell, but my first thought was they'd definitely pass out from the heat usually portrayed - hence the heat exhaustion; Angel kinda passes out before he could fully react. Btw, I don't like how I drew Angel on pg6 so let's ignore it🙏

Also, Alastor pronounces his name as "Antoní", or An-tone-nee, with emphasis on the last sylabel, which is why it's spelled with an accented "i" - I just forgot to use that when I wrote the dialouge💔

My fav thing to draw was him holding Angel's face and carrying him, Parental Alastor fans RISE✊️!

[somniacesss]

Obsessed (a comic based off of a dialouge I wrote in my notes a couple of months ago, that I started drawing a couple of days ago as an excuse to practice my redesigns of the characters)

[roomwithanopenfire]

Six Sentence Sunday

Hi! Thanks for the tags @confused-bi-queer @valeffelees @thewholelemon @bookishbroadwayandblind @artsyunderstudy

@monbons @bookish-bogwitch @prettygoododds and @run-for-chamo-miles!! I love seeing so many people share and i'm excited to dive into all your stuff today <3

I've been writing quite a bit, the only problem is I can't really share most of it. If I share anything of the fic I've started for COBB this year, I'll give away the whole premise, and I've been working on the end of The Way We Are and I'm pretty sure I've already shared all the parts I can from the beginning already.

Anyways, I had a hunt through my deleted scenes doc for The Way We Are and this piece of Simon & Penny dialouge needed to be shared with the world in some way, even if it's not in a fic. So have six-ish sentences of that, and feel free to listen to me ramble under the cut.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Penny asks, looking at me through the mirror, paused halfway through her makeup.  “Yeah, you look great with the winged eyeliner,” I tell her. “You seem fierce.” “Not the eyeliner, Simon,” she sighs. “This whole plan. It seems… risky.”

Finally working on this fic again makes me remember why I stopped and put it off for so long. Compared to anything else I've written, this one is so hard. I'm pretty sure I wrote most of these chapters 2 or 3 times over, and it's so much more than i orginally thought it would be. Which is a good thing in many ways, and I'm happy with the way the story is shaping out, and i'm so SO excited to share more of it.

But it's definitely the most challenging thing I've ever written, and the words have never came easy when I'm writing it. (The scenes that seemed to come easy often were the ones I got rid of first—like the scene above lol.) I have to work to get the words to work with me in a way that I've never had to before for any other fic.

And I don't say all this as a bad thing, but it's certainly different, and I'd forgotten about how hard it all was before I started it again. But idk, even though I have to use a completely different method for this fic than any other, i feel like it's working. I'm creating something. I'm moving slower than I'd like, and I'm getting into my own head about it sometimes, but the story is slowly taking shape (and wrapping up right now!!)

Most of my other long fics that I've written, I've felt like the story just existed inside me and all I had to do was tell it, but for this fic I feel like I have to craft it—mold the words into shape all by myself. Which is fun, but is also so fucking difficult lol. (Idk what the point to this ramble was, so maybe you can tell me ahaha)

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[the-hydroxian-artblog]

do you come up with the silly dialouge before, after, or during your drawing sesh's

Last time, I came up with a rough pose first, and then that was about when the dialogue started to Manifest in my mind. I often go with a cool pose my brain spits out, and then work backwards to improvise a context. Sometimes the dialogue is first, though, and often in the middle of drawing and editing I'll come up with some way to punch up what I initially wrote, usually cutting down on any text that feels unnecessary or flows wrong.