#ideas for stories

[wanderingmind867]

She wondered what her father was doing right now. It would be the middle of the night in California. Maybe he was asleep, or doing a late night TV interview. Piper hoped he was in his favourite spot: the porch off the living room, watching the moon over the Pacific, enjoying some quiet time. Piper wanted to think he was happy and content right now…in case they failed.

She thought about her friends in the Aphrodite cabin at Camp Half-Blood. She thought about her cousins in Oklahoma, which was odd, since she'd never spent much time with them. She didn't even know them very well. Now she was sorry about that.

These lines are incredibly sad. But I don't want to focus on that. I want to focus on Piper having cousins in Oklahoma. Do you know why I want to draw your attention to that line? It's because I think it's ripe with potential for exploration in a spin-off series. The Cherokee have their own mythology, right? They have their own gods and deities? If so, it's very possible we could try to get a book written about Piper's cousins out in Oklahoma.

If just focusing on the Cherokee is too little, we can even have some focus be paid to the other native tribes in Oklahoma. I don't know all of them (since i'm not from the US), but I see potential for some sort of story here. I can't be the only one, can I? There's just gotta be something here.

[cortmac1989]

I’ve started to write a Terry Silver short story. It’s a valentines idea that I thought of earlier today. Reading Terry Silver& Georgie stories from @bullet-prooflove has giving me inspiration to write something! 😁

[los-ninos-tortugas]

I already started a Mikey-centric one-shot that sort of brushes on this topic but doesn’t take it any further but you know what? A Raph villain arc a la the Teen Titans “The Apprentice” arc could be incredibly interesting.

Really, I want to ask “how far will Raph go to protect his family?” Because what made the apprentice arc so compelling to me when I watched it as a kid was that it was a hostage situation where the hostages didn’t know they were hostages. The titans were genuinely hurt and confused by Robin’s seemingly out of nowhere betrayal, so now imagine that with the Mad Dogz. For Raph, who has always been their shield to suddenly turn on them in a way that appears to be of his own free will and he won’t (can’t) tell them why?

Raph’s protectiveness has always been really interesting to me because it’s a bit of a double edged sword. He puts so much responsibility on himself that he doesn’t necessarily need to and in turn his younger brothers start to grow too dependent on him and Raph has shown on occasion to genuinely doubt in his brothers’ abilities to take care of a problem themselves (even though they generally can). Raph is self aware enough to know that this is a problem he kind of caused and he does learn to trust in his brother’s’ capabilities but he never stops being just a little bit too okay with throwing his life on the line if it means protecting them. (We all get on Leo’s case about being a self sacrificial idiot but he had to learn it from somewhere)

The movie does put the boys through a bit of an arc of learning to get by without Raph but Raph also wasn’t cognizant for most of that so it doesn’t have quite the same oomf as what I’m suggesting here.

To put Raph in a situation where he has to fight his brothers and actually put his all into fighting them- no pulled punches or going easy or else the villain behind all this will activate the secret poison mcguffin that will kill Leo, Donnie, and Mikey is just so antithetical to his nature. In order to protect his brothers he has to hurt them.

I’m not really gonna do anything with this idea I have way too many other WIPs on my plate already but you know, food for thought for anyone else who wants it.

[cheeseanonioncrisps]

An adaptation of Sherlock Holmes set in a world in which the fictional character/literary juggernaut Sherlock Holmes, and all the subsequent adaptations thereof, still exist.

Sherlock Holmes (pronounced Holl-mess, as he is constantly reminding people) just had the misfortune of having parents who really liked the books, and his attitude towards his fictional counterpart is pretty much the same as that of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

Sherlock runs a Youtube Theory channel called Mysteries Unwrapped with Sherlock Holmes. He has received no less than seven cease and desist letters from the Conan Doyle estate, all of which he has so faded managed to rebuff by pointing out that that's literally his name.

(No he won't change his name. He's Sherlock Holmes the real live human person. Let Sherlock Holmes the non existent fictional character change his name.)

John is Sherlock's flatmate. Sherlock almost refused to live with him once he realised that it would mean staying with a medical student named John, and only gave in once John pointed out that: a) he's a biomedical student, which is completely different from an md, and b) his surname isn't Watson.

It's now been three years, which is long enough for them to have developed a genuine friendship, and for John to have a) started working towards his PhD in biotechnology, and b) for him to start dating somebody with the surname Watson.

Sherlock can feel the narrative closing in.

His Youtube channel is meant to be focused on lost media, fan theories and stuff like that, but he keeps accidentally stumbling upon and then solving genuine crimes.

His brother Mycroft may or may not have chosen that name after he transitions specifically to annoy him.

He doesn't even live in London, but somehow the only flat they could afford was on a street named fucking Baker Street.

Sherlock Holmes and the Unescapable Power of the Narrative.

[roseworth]

i think theres this idea in the general public that the "best" fanfic gets turned into real books like 50 shades of grey. but the truth is that the best fanfic can never be published as an actual book because its intricately woven into the canon material so its inseparable even if you change the names

[complete-clownery]

Okay guys

INPRNT!!

[thatboreddrake]

So y’all know the classic edge trope of “my blade cannot be sheathed until it has tasted blood”? What if a magic sword that has that requirement, except it’s sort of inverted. A sword that, instead of being inhabited by an evil spirit which once awakened cannot be lulled back to sleep except by blood sacrifice, was inhabited by a benevolent spirit who would not allow the sword to be drawn unless bloodshed were the only possible solution. A sword whose power could never be misused because it would only allow itself to be used in situations where it was justified. What about a Paladin who spends their entire journey fighting with a sheathed sword, incapacitating but never killing or maiming. The party believes that the Paladin has taken an oath of no killing, until they face the big villain. And it is in that moment, and that moment alone, that the sword will allow itself to be drawn.

Idk, this image set my mindwheels a-turning.

But do y’all see the vision?

[victusinveritas]

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

PnF Spirit Week 1: May 26th - Parental Units

Heinz and Charlene may have their share of troubles as a divorced couple, but no one can deny that they are good parents to Vanessa. A little bit overprotective at times, but what can one do, when their precious only child had entered puberty a bit too early for their comfort.

[liquidstar]

If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)

At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.

Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.

[onebadnoodle]

frozen yogurt 🍦

[cortmac1989]

Last few days I’ve been conjuring up ideas for a short story of the Terry Jacuzzi scene! I have the idea started it’s just a matter of writing it down!

[stargirl230]

you’re my hero!

bnha doomed yuri was not on my 2024 bingo card

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[halotica]

i need a clairvoyant gf who's always jacking off to visions of my death and putting me in dangerous situations so she can ogle at what would happen to me if they played out before saving me at the last second so bad tbch

[kurd1shangel]

how to shift whenever (from an experienced shifter)

i see so many people still talking about shifting like it’s this impossible thing, like you have to beg the universe for it or spend months trying every method out there. so here’s the truth, from someone who’s actually been shifting consistently for a while:

you can shift whenever you want.

and no, that’s not just motivational bs, that’s literally how it works when you understand what shifting actually is.

shifting isn’t something you try to do. it’s something you allow. the version of you that already lives in your desired reality? they already exist. your job isn’t to create them , it’s to align with them.

you don’t need to feel tingles or hear signs or vibrate at some perfect level. you don’t need the perfect sleep schedule or the perfect script. what you need is clarity.

clarity that says: “i know what i want. i know it already exists. and i trust myself enough to go there.”

when i shift, i don’t force it. i don’t chase it. i become it.

it’s just a decision:

a breath.

a moment.

a quiet “i’m already there.”

and then i fall into it.

not because i’m trying so hard, but because i finally stopped trying.

once you drop the resistance, once you stop doubting, you realize how easy it is. how natural. how familiar.

there’s no big secret. no magic formula.

just presence. trust. surrender.

and once you taste it? once you know you can do it?

you’ll never stress about it again.