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canisalbus · 4 months ago
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doodled your little guys!!! I have so many thoughts about them. As someone who lives in Italy it has been absolutely wonderful seeing your characters express the country's culture and history!!! It's not often that I see characters be based off Italian history in such an artistic manner.. But that might be me living under a rock, LOL. Anyhow, keep doing what you do, YOU ROCK!!!!
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uncanny-tranny · 2 years ago
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Basically, my philosophy around disability fakers is: I would rather a thousand people fake a disability than have one disabled person suffer without care, aids, compassion, or any help.
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beetlethebug · 1 month ago
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i am a dom!bottom! emmrich truther and i will die on this hill. i want this man to talk rook through prepping him. splayed on his back, propped up on his elbows, legs spread and gaze heavy as he says, "that's it, darling. you can press further--that's it. the way your finger feels is exquisite, darling. just like that. doing so well for me." getting a little breathier, a little less eloquent, when one finger becomes two and then becomes three. hands reaching to take both of rook's to hold them once they finally slip inside, leg wrapping around their hips to keep them close.
so much praise as rook begins to find their rhythm. every little cant of their hips, the way their body shudders and shakes. hands running up and down their arms when they moan and babble about how good emmrich feels. emmrich fully composed and steady as rook becomes a shuddering, weeping mess as he praises them and coaxes them to go faster, thrust harder, because he knows that he can take it, darling, and don't you want to help him feel good? that they're doing so lovely, and he wants them to take their pleasure however they wish.
emmrich who prefers being penetrated because of the thrill of the dynamic. the trust that it requires. the control. emmrich settled atop rook's cock, hands on their chest, telling them to be good and patient as he rolls his hips at a pace so slow it's nearly glacial. Running a hand through his hair because he knows what it does to rook to see him a little undone. watching how rook's eyes get dark and glazed as they watch the sweat drip down his collarbone, the flex of his abdomen and muscles in his thighs.
emmrich who will use magic to truss up his partner and driving them wild by how composed he remains even as rook is pounding into him with everything they have. cast never faltering, head lolled back, a hand in their hair as he reminds them that he's fully prepared to keep them here until he's had his fill.
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margindoodles2407 · 16 days ago
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URGENT prayer request. There is a teeny tiny baby sparrow that I found. He is literally the size of the hole that is made when you put your thumb and forefinger together. He also has no tail feathers, like, at all, and therefore he can't fly. He can only really hop around.
He let me pick him up and I put him on a tree branch so my grandma's cats wouldn't get at him, but I'm really worried about him. I know the circle of life and all that, but like, a part of my soul has gone out to this teeny tiny bird and I really don't want anything bad to happen to him.
So I guess either prayers for him to be okay, or prayers that if he has to die, it's quick and painless.
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mannequinswithkillappeal · 6 months ago
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assad zaman as "prem"
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chronicowboy · 6 months ago
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i'm like. absolutely certain. that one of the justifications in buck buckley's fucked up freakazoid psyche about why he can't possibly be in love with eddie in anyway that is decidedly not romantic is because he's convinced that part of him wants eddie to be his dad so badly. like he's watching eddie with chris, loving him so unconditionally and picking himself up off the floor to try again and again every time he falls down, and he's looking at chris going god i wish that were me. he's like dad id like to have ❌NOT❌ dad i'd like to fuck no sir!!! meanwhile eddie uses his dad voice on him and he's dangerously close to getting pavloved into a semi every time eddie talks to christopher.
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konakoro · 2 years ago
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This is definitely my favorite runner in book 6
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glorioustragedykid · 2 months ago
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Let's re-watch my favorite animash!!!
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canisalbus · 1 year ago
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i've returned for 2 seconds to tell you that they're not leaving my head. (sort of unrelated but i've been thinking as well. what if vasco died before machete ? what would go down)
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allastoredeer · 4 months ago
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Hello!
I just wanted to stop by to say how much I love your fics, especially "Beyond the Eight Ball" and "Deepest Desires", they're really good. And one of the things I really like about your writing style is your world-building and how you explain how that world works in each AU. You pull the reader into the story without overdoing it, so they can really imagine what you're describing without feeling like a student in a boring lecture.
Do you have any writing advice? Or, if it's not too personal, what would you say is the most difficult thing for you when writing? In my case, when I want to write an important scene that I've already imagined, I find it especially difficult when there's a particular character involved, either because I don't know them well or because I don't like them, but they're important to the story, so I can't change them.
I hope you're having and continue to have a good day. And like I said, your fics are great. I'm really interested to see what Vox (and Lucifer) and Adam do with Alastor in their respective fics.
Thank you so much (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) I reaaalllly love world-building haha XD it's one of my favorite parts of writing new fics/au's.
Oh, I have tons of writing advice! (Been accumlating it for years now XD) You said you like how I explain the world without over-doing it in the story, so I'll start with that!
Here's you're warning now: This is gonna be a looooong post XD
Let's begin!
When it comes to world-building, it's hard to not dump everything you've brainstormed and written into the first chapter--whether it's because you love your world-building and and you're super proud of it, or because you want to make sure the reader understands the world you're introducing them to.
So the advice I'd give about introducing the world to the reader is this: don't be afraid to keep your audience guessing.
By that I mean, introduce the world to your audience slowly. You don't have to rush getting all the details and rules out immediately. In fact, sprinkling them in throughout the chapter will make your writing a lot more engaging and fun to read.
Don't worry about your audience not knowing how the world works, because that's what's going to keep them intrigued.
That doesn't mean to keep them in the dark and never explain anything, but give them pieces of it. Let them form questions about the world. Let them ponder and guess. That's what's going to keep them reading because they're going to want to stick around and find out.
Using "Deepest Desires" (<- fic link for anyone interested) as an example, in the first chapter I didn't have Alastor immediately or outright tell the audience anything about his secondary or any of the other secondaries in the room, because info-dumping all of that outright feels--like you said--being a student sitting through to a boring lecture. It's not engaging. It's a wall of information that's not only getting blasted at you at once, but it's not usually integrated in a natural way.
No character is thinking about all of the exact rules and details of their world while their getting dressed or going to breakfast. They're probably thinking about the things they have planned that day, or if they feel eating cereal or eggs.
In fact, there are times when purposefully leaving information out is better, especially when you're writing fanfic.
I didn't go deep into alphas/betas/omegas right away, because I already tagged my fic as "omegaverse" and anyone who's been in fandom for a while will know exactly what that means. Most omegaverse's follow the same general formula:
alpha's are dominant and aggressive.
omega's are submissive and desirable.
Beta's are...well, I guess they're kinda just the middle-men. The center of a spectrum with the alpha's and omegas on opposite ends of each other.
These are details my audience already assumes will be in the fic, so it's not something I need to highlight.
Here's the first paragraph of "Deepest Desires"
Alastor didn’t realize he was going into heat until he complimented Charlie’s battle plan. He blamed his lack of awareness on the scents slowly filling the old, dusty study Vaggie had refurbished as a war room. They hung in the air as thick and sticky as swamp fog, clinging to his skin like a balmy film. He distracted himself from physically shaking off their pheromones by inhaling the earthy aroma of his tea.
Even if I didn't have Alastor tagged as an omega, the audience can easily assume he is one given that he has heats.
I also bring up scents and pheromones without Alastor outright stating that scents and pheromones can be distracting because they're potent, are based on people's emotions, and he's highly sensitive to them because of his heat (the latter being something you find out later on in the fic).
You're not reading it out of a textbook. You're given this information in a natural way that doesn't feel like you're being spoon-fed. Alastor blames his unawareness on how thick the scents in the air are, to the point it feels like they're clinging to him, which he immediately tries to rectify off by breathing in the smell of his tea.
The signs of Alastor's incoming heat isn't brought up again until 9-10 paragraphs later. And then again after another 9 paragraphs. The details of this omegaverse AU are sprinkled throughout the story. It's woven into the fic through the characters thoughts, interactions, and emotions.
Alastor's not explaining the world, he's living in it.
We're not being told how it works, we're experiencing it through him.
The audience isn't told that Alastor's heat makes him act on the desires of other's, instead they see him interacting with character's in ways he normally wouldn't and then immediately trying to distance himself from them.
The audience isn't outright told that Alastor prioritizes his privacy to an obsessive degree because he can't allow anyone to pick up his scent, they're shown that he only pretends to use the hotel room he was given, that he actually lives in a secret pocket-dimension that's impossible for anyone to find but him, that the only scent in that pocket-dimension is his own, and a vague emphasizes that it needs to be that way.
All in all, it comes down to the tried and true: Show, don't tell.
Don't tell us about the world you've created, show us through the actions, interactions, behaviors, thoughts, and emotions of the characters. It makes the world fill lived in, and not like the author is just ticking off a bunch of works for a world-building/AU checklist.
Of course, there are times when telling works better, like in "Beyond the Eight Ball." (<- fic link)
Normally, I'd use a character interacting with their environment to describe the setting, and their emotions and interactions with other characters to build the world, but in the case of "BtEB" laying out how different Pentagram City had changed, all at once, worked better for the narrative because the audience was supposed to be just as surprised as Alastor was.
Here's an excerpt of that scene:
Pentagram City was gone. Or, the Pentagram City Alastor lived in was gone. The haggard buildings and barbed-wire fences that once made up the Downtown District were overtaken by an agglomeration of tall, irradiating skyscrapers.  Some were high enough to disappear into a canopy of clouds so heavy and bloated they looked in danger of popping themselves on the closest spire. But where they’d usually be a mixture of yellow, brown, and maroon, they were a melting pot of blacks, purples, and pinks, stirred by the myriad of lights pulsing beneath them.  The streets, while normally teeming with sinners, were now completely swollen with thick, milling crowds. Cars were stuck bumper to bumper on the road, horns bellowing while their drivers leaned out of their windows to yell at the people in front of them. Billboards and jumbotrons flashed in every direction, stuck to the sides of buildings, above stop-lights, and on giant, metal structures that lined the edge of the district in a wall of advertisements, newscasts, talks-shows, and logos. There was so much overlapping Alastor couldn’t even tell what they were saying.
In this case, you're getting a barrage of description, but that's because Alastor (the character we're following) is the one who'd been plopped into a Pentagram City that is so massively different that all he can do is stare.
Later, the story goes into more detail about how changed the world is as Alastor explores the new city. We're seeing it all through his eyes, and not being told by an outside force (the author).
It all comes down to the scene and how the character acts/reacts during it, and what it is you--the author--is trying to convey.
TLDR: The best way to introduce your world/world-building is by having your characters interact with it, and don't be scared to sprinkle it in. Allow your readers to form questions. Give them room to be curious, because that curiosity is what keeps them interested.
I'd say the most difficult thing for me while writing is descriptions.
Specifically, describing enviroments.
Ugh, it kills me every time. I have such a hard time describing the way a room looks without it feeling info-dumpy.
But I've found that having the character interact with the room is a great way to help describe it. Instead of saying that the room was dusty, I have the character drag their finger through a layer of dust coating the dresser. Instead of saying the room smelled, I say the character's nose curled when they passed a pile of dirty laundry, or that they fanned the air to get rid of the stench of uneaten, moldy food sitting on the desk. Instead of saying the room is cold, I describe the character shivering and rubbing their arms up and down before walking across the room to shut the window.
Having the characters interact with the room also makes it more engaging to read. And, of course, don't forget to use the 5 senses! Taste, touch, sight, smell, and sound.
And, yeah, I totally get having a hard time writing characters I'm not especially interested in, or know much about.
For that I'd say, make them interesting. Give them flair! They're part of the story for a reason, so their presence has to mean something.
One of the best ways I flesh out characters is by asking questions:
What is the role in the story? Antagonist? Protagonist? Love interest? Side-character?
How important are they to the story? Do they have a huge impact on the events of the story? Or are the a character that just pops in here and there?
What's their backstory? What do they think of themselves? Do they think they're hot shit? Are they insecure? Do they over-compensate? Are they shy? Arrogant? Brash? Timid? And how does all of that impact how they interact with other people?
And, most importantly, the 3Q's (especially in regards to their role in the story):
What does the character want?
Why does the character want this?
What's getting in the way of them getting it?
Using "Just Kiss Already" as an example.
What does Alastor want?
To get rid of the holy energy infecting his body.
2. Why does Alastor want this?
Because the holy energy puts him in constant pain and it's preventing him from using his demonic abilities, which leaves him in a very exposed, and very vulnerable position.
3. What's getting in the way of Alastor achieving this?
Lucifer is the only one who can heal him, but Alastor doesn't trust him, is insecure by just how powerful Lucifer is compared to him (especially due to his current injury) and it too stubborn to ask for help, and thus would rather figure out how to heal himself on his own. But, despite not trusting Lucifer, he's still the only person who can keep Alastor's enemies away, so he concocts a fake-dating plan with Lucifer to keep them off his back, despite having a lot of baggage around relationships, and underestimating how much that might bleed into his latest scheme.
On the flip side, Lucifer:
What does Lucifer want?
To reconnect with Charlie and heal their broken relationship.
2. Why does Lucifer want this?
Because he's lonely, he loves Charlie and wants to be close with her again.
3. What's getting in the way of Lucifer achieving this?
He overcompensates and can't stop seeing Charlie as his "little girl" rather than the full-grown adult that she is. He's awkward and overcompensates when he's with her, which makes Charlie uncomfortable, but gets very jealous and insecure when Alastor fills one of his "fatherly roles," especially when Alastor's advice/help is well received by Charlie. The Charlie he remembers is a framed picture of a little girl hanging in his work-room, and he doesn't know how to connect with this new, grown Charlie who doesn't need her problems solved, just wants his support for her dream to rehabilitate sinners that he doesn't even think highly of--all the while agreeing to a fake-dating scheme with Alastor, his biggest pain in the ass, out of a sense of obligation for Alastor getting hurt on behalf of Charlie's hotel-but also keep an eye on Alastor and make sure he doesn't do anything to hurt Charlie.
I also recommend rewatching the character's scenes to get a feel for their mannerisms and how they interact with the other characters. Sometimes the hardest part of writing a character and hashing out their personality is figuring out how they mesh with the rest of the characters.
Don't shy away from their flaws or insecurities either, even for your fav character (especially when it comes to your fav character). Let them be raw and real. Let them fail. Give them consequences to their actions. Let them get hurt.
Then pick them back up again and let them heal. Let them achieve their goal. And let them grow as a character.
I hope this helped!
Haha I have a lot of writing advice tumbling around in my head--whether it works or not is up to you LMAO. If you have any other questions, let me know! I enjoy talking about my writing process, and it reminds me of certain things I still need to work on too.
If there are a bunch of grammar or spelling mistakes in this, I'm sorry. I was going to read through it, but I wanna go draw now, so I'm gonna do that instead.
Thank you for the ask! I'm so happy you're enjoying my fics >.<
If anyone has their own writing advice they want to share, drop it below!
And, of course, I do have a handful of writing resources in my Masterpost <- right here! From using the 5 senses (like how to describe a smile in different ways), general writing help (writing action scenes and describing environments), and miscellaneous topics (like the burning points of different fabrics and why casinos are designed to make people spend more!) Anything new and helpful I find, I add to my Masterpost--especially when it comes to writing Hazbin fics!
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readerattheend · 3 months ago
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Sung Hyunjae's personality is stormlike. Is it too obvious to say?
Where I'm at, spending some time blessedly comfortable (dry, warm, the whole enchilada) inside my family's home, the six windows of the breakfast room are continuously pasted with water as if the house is being run through a car wash. The light I'm reading by flickers as often as lightning strikes (multiple times for every five seconds that pass). A permanent flood warning banner spans my phone's homescreen. Some toddler is playing drums (poorly, it's only honest to admit) on the sky's roof, transmitting an untranslatable facsimile of morse code via lightning and thunder. The faint roar of rain and electrical aftershocks rolls on and on.
It will be a miracle if the power doesn't go out. A lampost across the street has already lost its light. My brother was supposed to attend a birthday party at a movie theater today, but that plan seems to be in jeopardy.
Yeah, when SHJ is on the move, isn't it just like this?
When his mood is good, he sweeps everything aside. When he likes you, it seems that the onslaught of his attentions will never end. When he has grown bored of you, the aftermath of his interest isn't so easily forgotten.
When he's upset, the world turns over. There's no shelter that can completely block out the rumblings of his displeasure. That displeasure doesn't look very different at all from his pleasure.
Electricity strikes, his strength excessive for the situation, and his presence overshadows everything, casting shades of shadow and gold.
And in this environment (where any sane person would run for cover), Yoojin likes to crouch beside the creek and see how far his leaf boats will make it in a tumbling race downstream.
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lunewolf13 · 4 months ago
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Dick: You're a moron, Little Wing. A big fat moron. You should have gotten this treated hours ago!
Jason: I was running on three hours of sleep! You can't expect my higher brain functions to work in that condition!
Dick: You should've still called for help! Me, Roy, Alfred, anyone! But nooo. I come over to surprise my brother with food, and I find him lying face-first in a mattress drenched in blood!
Jason: You're exaggerating. The bleeding wasn't that bad.
Dick: You were stabbed sixteen times.
Jason: 'Tis but a flesh wound.
Dick: Multiple. Multiple flesh wounds. Multiple untreated flesh wounds.
Jason: Look, are you going to stitch me up, or hound me 'till I die?
Dick blinks uncertainly: What are you talking about? I already fixed them all.
Jason looks down at himself and sees he's all bandaged up: Huh. When did that happen...?
Dick, who is rightfully concerned: ...I'll get you some water. Then you're going to sleep.
Jason: Sleep where? My bed looks like a crime scene.
Dick glances at the couch, and promptly decides against it. He's beginning to feel a headache throbbing in his skull and the exhaustion of sleep deprivation. He does not have the energy for this.
Dick: We're going to the manor.
Jason scrunches his nose and decides he's going to act like an eight year old: But I don't wanna.
Dick: Suck it up like you did for your sixteen stab wounds.
Jason: That sounds a lot like passive-aggressiveness to me. And victim-blaming. And slut-shaming. And fat-shaming. And other shamings you should talk to your therapist about.
Dick wants to bang his head against the wall. Or take meds for his violently-growing headache. Or take a hot bath. Or take a nap. He settles for dragging Jason away to Alfred.
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ramscals · 5 months ago
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GUYS HELP HE'S CRAWLING INSIDE??!!1??!1!?1
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maddymoreau · 6 months ago
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Grant Turner commission by @yukkue
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marlynnofmany · 7 months ago
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In the winter, it's important to keep yourself entertained. Also warm. But mostly entertained.
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canisalbus · 11 months ago
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you claim to not understand Romance and yet talk about gay dogs all day. which is it tumblr user canisalbus
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