#ofc i mean in the part where u help her w/ papers

[randomartist-1]

im still thinkin abt in stars and time, so heres a rant. this is a long one, sooo.....

i didnt spoil anything, but there is like a single spoiler @ the end of the tags

i love ista's gameplay and story, but one thing i especially love is the fact you can tell how much care is put into everything. the fact that theres so many little details in the visuals, that there are parts to each character that isnt technically needed to progress the story, the fact that each character is so complex.... its refreshing, 2 be able to go "yeah, ppl who worked on this rlly cared" even with just playing through one of the games once

idk if anyone else does this, but when i relate 2 a character, i feel emotionally attached 2 them. even if i dont know i relate 2 them. and i love when i relate 2 a character, bc it makes me love the media all the more

it also makes it easier 2 put myself in a characters shoes and understand. like with sif, even tho isat being a video game instead of a tv show helps, i seemed as though i could feel what sif was feeling (def not as extreme, tho)

and even side characters. even tho we didnt get 2 know much abt them (bc, yknow, theyre side characters) they still had personality, and i could relate 2 some

i love how theres so much personality in each character. the main cast is obvious, but i feel like its rare for side characters 2 have almost as much personality as the main characters (or maybe i just stick 2 the same pieces of media lol)

it makes me happy 2 see so much care put into a piece of media :)

ALSO CANON LGBTQ+ CHARACTERS‼️‼️

[stereotypcd]

ooc;; okay but like a 6 or 7 yr old debs holding makeshift funerals for any dead bugs or on occasion a squirrel or bird. the sandbox filled with graves of dead bugs / small animals, pretty rocks she painted the names on them. The other kids r weirded out n some scared. Ofc she doesn't understand why bc everyone deserves a nice place to sleep forever- even animals.

Ofc realizing tht everyone u know is going to die n rot in the dirt n give like to trees ? Grass ? Hm, they didn't know tht part. But imagine hearing crying so loud, scared n sad, they run out n see kids crying n Debs holding a dead bird. The teacher grabs her but her shoulder not wanting to touch her arms or hands. "Deborah. Sweetie, don't you remember what we talked about yesterday ?" She asks, turning and putting on rubber gloves n steps towards Debbie. Her head is down, looking at that dead bird- asdfghjkl who knows what it's got.! "Uh, yeah, you, like, said ta' stop, like, buryin' the animals and stuff in the sandbox," She nods at her. "But that's, like, the thing, I wasn't goin'' to bury the bird in, like, the sandbox because you, like, said it was upsettin' the other kids. But ! I was gonna keep it in my lunchbox and, like-" She doesn't get to finish her sentence bc the teacher was reaching for the bird. Debs took a hesitate step back, eyes wide n shaking. Panic takes over and she rushed for the door, the teacher back up, taking off the gloves n pushing the trash bin away from her- sitting cross-legged, a soft smile on her lips. It had never been her intension to scare the little girl she just couldn't have her keep holding tht thing.

She takes a deep breath, but explained tht she's going to have to call her parents, she can hold it until they get here. She hands her a paper towel so Debbie can place on the table. The little girl watches her turn n walk to the desk- she's like a feral scared cat. She tried to be patient n understand her students n wht makes them different n fun n interesting n sure she's had her fair share of strange thing her kids have liked- one girl like to pick her nose n hide it under her desk but could draw pretty good. So it was an interesting mix. Debbie is washing her hands when her parents n the principal step in. ( There's more I wanna write lol but this is turning into a fucking shit story XD )

Her obsession w death / dying is extremely concerning. But her parents say it's normal. " She used to bury any animal her little arms could carry and give 'em a proper resting place." Nigel explained with a smile. The teachers look pale, shocked, worried n overall confused. "We raised Debbie in the Savannah for a few years. " She says, cheeks warm and a nervous grin. "...So we thought it made sense to just be open and honest about it." she explained tht Debbie had already made friends with the vultures since she would save small bits of fruit n raw meats from her meals over time n started feeding them. ( N ofc now she's befriended a group of crows. ) they thought using vultures helped her to understand better tho-

She also overtime started giving other kids pets when one of the popular girls asked if she could bury her hasmter bc she was scared to touch him n her parents would just throw it in the garbage n she doesn't want her beloved friend to be treated like tht. Debbie does it, she paints a rock with the name, digs the shallow hole by the girls tree in her backyard. So tht was one of the nicer parts of it. She made some friends from it, she was still weird n stuff but the other kids liked tht she seemed to care abt their pets even tho they were mean to her.

This is where my brain ends. I'm not done I think. Idk lol

[cozyteez]

Hii, do u have any tips for writing fics?? I’m so used to writing research reports, lab reports, and formal essays that creative writing has become something I really struggle with. I guess it’s having the freedom to write anything and not knowing how to make sure it’s not corny. I tried outlining a fic one time but it was so frustrating LOLOLOL. Anyways, I love your ateez fics. They are so cute and creative!!

hi !!!! im like rlly touched u asked me and i feel u actually that's why i started this blog; im a biomedical engineering major so as u can imagine i dont get to take much creativity with what i write because writing papers and reports and proposals are so formulaic and u gotta stick to the facts so that being said i actually tested out of all my college writing classes so all my writing knowledge is from ap english in hs lmao so take it w many grians of salt

the #1 thing i do when im feeling sort of unmotivated about a story or maybe like like dragging myself thru mud to write it is to just write the "fun" part first. to me the fun part is usually the climax or maybe the like the "wouldn't it be cute if..." moment that came to mind that inspired me to write a blurb in the first place! then usually once i sort of get the ball rolling on that my brain will help me out and keep the momentum going by thinking of maybe "oohh okay maybe this can happen next" or "oohh and what if this led up to it" or !! just stop there !! something ive learned from my mx writing blog which is like a year older than this one was that you don't owe anybody context especially for a blurb so maybe it really is just 3 sentences of a cute moment u thought of like its whatever ur the one writing it

now for longer fics im going to be honest jongho's first love is my first and only completed attempt at a multi stage coherent story. and that was fueled purely based on the fact that when i look at jongho he just gives off sort a really excited sort of innocence that i wanted to further explore and personify through the idea of him experiencing love for the first time but even then i really struggled w the last part because that's where my personal experience stopped and i had basically nothing to go off of because ive never been in love so i did have to kinda wait for ideas to come to me. for prince yunho i have posted 4 chapters but have all the way through chapter 15 drafted. and by drafted i mean it's like 3 sentences of the overall idea. again, the fic was inspired by the duality between yunho's on stage vs. off stage persona where if somebody was to watch an ateez performance for the first time they may find him very serious and maybe even intimidating but atiny would know that his off stage persona (the one he choses to create for us anyways) is very silly and happy-go-lucky and approachable, which is why prince yunho is seen as narameth's strong and stoic pride and joy but in reality he's sort of clumsy but means well. so i let that and his relationship w xenia who is an original character (OC) sort inspire stories or interactions that i force into a plot line. so for example i believe when i first started thinking abt a prince au for yunho i thought "wouldn't it be funny if the first scene started out painting him as this strong and serious man and then cut to him choking on food or something" and that sort of inspired the idea of him being nervous abt the speech and then xenia came out of that because he needed a complementary character imo since i knew he was gonna be kind of one dimensional and then his backstory with xenia inspired other ideas and then one day i was sad and wanted a hug so that inspired a piece of the plot line and so on. so basically: let an idea or even an aspect of somebody come to you and just write it down, let it inspire other ideas. and don't be afriad to completely start over. i wrote a whole chapter for prince yunho and deleted the whole thing because i hated where it was going and started back from scratch. sometimes you have to revisit things abt your characters and their relationships with others to get a new idea. there's a story in every person and every relationship you just have to find the clues

here's an example of what i mean by "write the good part first". this is typically what the very first draft of a blurb will look like for me

((( blah blah blah basically its raining and y/n is sad bc wooyoung broke her heart two weeks ago idk maybe go into it maybe not)))

y/n is all sad and feeling sorry for themselves on the couch theyre past crying but still feel pretty shitty plus it's storming and cold outside. great

there's a knock on their door ofc they have the cliche "who could that be moment" even tho they lowkey know. we literally all know

so yeah wooyoung's there soaked in rain eyes puffy y/n thinks he's been crying

-this would be the "fun part". i'll fix all that garbage up top later or maybe even change it completely idk yet-

"y/n? i - uh. hi"

he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck while you crossed your arms over your chest, fighting the urge to close the door and walk away for good

"hi? really wooyoung? is that the best you can do?"

(((wooyoung does smth idk)))

"well i just -"

"you just what? showed up here in the rain after you broke my heart and didn't even bother to tell me why? this isn't some romance movie, asshole. you can't just come here late at night and expect to find me all sad and willing to take you back because i'm not. so say what you're gonna say so i can get back to my life"

your face was red hot and you trying very hard, probably too hard, to fight back tears. ((( idk talk some more abt y/n's emotions then what wooyoung is doing)))

"look, i made a mistake i-"

"oh my god! why did i know you were gonna do this. i just knew as soon as i saw you-"

"will you let me get a fucking word in!?"

well that was new. in the entire time you'd known him he had never raised his voice at you like that, your shock causing you to immediately close your mouth and fold your arms back into yourself (((make y/n seem more scared))) noticing your reaction, he lowered his voice back down and instictively reached for you, heartbroken at the way you jerked away from his touch

"please y/n, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to raise my voice it's just that i need to tell you that i regret what i did i regret breaking up with you so fucking much and you don't have to take me back i just need you to know how much you meant, no, mean to me. i still love you, a lot. there's not a day, an hour, a minute, or a single second that goes by that i'm not thinking of you"

"then why?"

your voice was small and wavering, your tears now dangerously close to spilling down your cheeks

"why what?"

"why did you break up with me like that, just all of a sudden"

he pushed his hands into his pockets and looked away

"because that morning i woke up before you and when i looked at you asleep next to me, i saw myself spending the rest of my life with you and it scared the shit out of me"

"why did it scare you?"

"because i just figured you didn't feel the same. i was selfish and wanted to save myself heartbreak down the line and so i told you i didn't wanna be with you anymore, but that was a mistake because it turns out i can't function with out you, i can't breathe without you i can't live without you, y/n. i shouldn't have let you go"

tears were now freely flowing down your face (((okay brain no work anymore y/n kisses him duh and then ofc they make up wooyoung prob says smth cheesy and y/n is like ur lucky i love you or smth ahaha the end)))

tl;dr -> don't be afraid to get messy. creative writing is not nearly as structured as academic/scientific writing. write whatever u want first it can even be the middle of a huge fight scene or some dialogue u think is funny. if ur stuck read what you have or maybe just take a break and let an idea come to you. a story doesnt have to come together til the very end so it can be as messy and out of order as u want until u wanna post it. also i would always use the third person omniscient point of view for a longer story like a chaptered fic as a default and only change if it would impact the plot in a negative way. this is where the narrator knows what every character is thinking/feeling and im p sure a teacher in middle school told me it was the easiest to write and follow

[yharnamopossum]

okay i’m gonna go off abt netta before bed cus i am POSITIVE i will never give her an actual bio (and her actual full involvement with theo’s fam/story goes wayyy beyond what i’m actually including in my big writing thing lmfao) but she’s still a really. interesting person. so.

her ties to theo begin with his parents actually (and are strongest there), and it’s really just a complete fluke he himself ever actually met her tbh. hand of fate or smthn. she knew theo’s mom sara growing up and always had a huge crush on her but never said a damn thing about it, then she eventually joined the army where she met durante (theo’s dad), who then met sara, who then won sara’s heart, aaand then theo happened LOL. but still, netta just kinda. had to deal??

i mean it’s her fault she never said anything to sara abt her lil crush pfft but still. durante knew abt it, she admitted it to him, and he and netta were still friends (frienemies, maybe?? closer to the friend spectrum lol) despite that, but they still definitely had a little rivalry of like “lol i’m gonna steal your girl” “lol i’ll break your fucking kneecaps if u try bitch” or whatever. innocent (at first ooohhhhh.....)

after a while of fighting together in the army netta discovered that, hey! mercenaries make way more money than foot soldiers!! and she split, and then a rift kinda came between her and durante morally, which then shifted into just... a rift in general? and eventually things turned kinda (very) sour. esp since being a mercenary meant netta could go/stay wherever she wanted, including her (& sara’s) hometown, meaning she saw sara way more than durante ever did and could very clearly see that sara’s already terrible depression was worsening like crazy since her husband was gone so goddamn much (ESPECIALLY after she got pregnant + had theo since she ended up raising him more or less alone)

but netta kept her distance!! from sara i mean, like she’s not the kind to try to hook up with a vulnerable person when their spouse is away or smthn lmfao, so she offered sara support from a safe distance, but it still was just. it didn’t really help. esp since netta wasn’t there TOO terribly much since she didn’t want to step on durante’s toes, which... is a good idea on paper, i guess, but in execution it really just meant that sara’s husband AND her childhood friend were both suddenly distant asf and the poor thing had no idea why

then durante came back for a while to meet his bby son, and... everything went to shit. netta tried to convince durante to join her little mercenary troop so he could stay in the area, but he refused, which made netta even more upset since she saw that as him neglecting his wife, and things just. kept getting worse and worse. in the end netta was the one who [REDACTED] and it was just. bad. like, not her fault!! not really, durante was off the shits, but her fkin rivalry with + bitterness towards him really didn’t help with fkin like. second thoughts in the moment or w/e lmfao.

but that ended up being what more or less led to sara’s death, kinda?? just the whole Being Totally Alone thing. and netta pretty much knew that, so she just fuckin. peaced!! guilt and shame for letting things get out of hand, she couldn’t face sara afterwards and just. tried to forget (tried!! didn’t work!!!) and eventually heard of sara’s death like, not too terribly long after. which she still blamed on durante for just up and fkin abandoning his wife (buuut also somewhat on herself). bad bad bad.

slash cut to like, sixteen-or-so years later!! whomst the fuck does netta find trying to steal money from her camp?? fuckin. big-ass undead armadillo bitch boy who looks a little too similar to sara. guess who!!!!!

but this is kinda where netta’s involvement gets. weird?? cus she like... she pretty much pulled an anti-snape LMFAO cus rather than be like, “ohhh this is the kid sara had with that motherfucker durante who stole and then killed the love of my life and also is intrinsically partly to blame for her death himself since her being pregnant + having a child made everything worse... i’m gonna fucking torture him!!” she got like. WILDLY protective over theo, like immediately, like “i failed sara but i’m gonna keep her fucking kid safe mark my damn words.”

but she also fucking SUCKS as a person, on top of!! being a fuckin. lunatic?? she genuinely has no goddamn sight for distinguishing good and bad, right and wrong, etc etc. she sees an outcome that she deems as good and then ignores the morality of all middleman to GET to that outcome. it’s why she turned to mercenary work without any sort of second thought at all tbh (”money is good, and killing people makes money, therefore... killing people is good?🤔”), absolutely no moral compass. so she finds sara’s kid, she goes “i’m gonna protect him!!” and then her logic for HOW to do said protecting is “i know! i’ll manipulate him into joining my mercenary troop + make him more or less depend on me so i can keep an eye on him :)” like!! bitch!!!! no!!!!!!!!!!!!

but it WORKED!! theo is JUST like his father, so she knew EXACTLY what to say & do to get him to join her. and honestly?? she DID protect him -- force him to do some horrible things under the guise of “that’s just what we do fam,” sure, but protect him nonetheless -- and it wouldn’t have been all too fucking terrible if it weren’t for FUCKING theo’s shitty (second) ex oslo coming in and spilling the goddamn beans about [REDACTED] and throwing a wrench into goddamn everything (Everything Is Oslo’s Fault CANON™). theo said fuck you to netta and left her troop to join oslo’s and she just. she weirdly tends to just drop a subject once the other party has made up their mind, so she didn’t do anything to try to convince him to stay. she just said, “well, i’ll be here if you change your mind or want to talk about it :/” and that was that. peace.

regardless, she like. was never really a good person, but her heart was in the right place, kinda???? like, she really genuinely did/does care about theo and hopes to god he’s alright wherever he is (which ofc once theo ditched oslo that fucker had the nerve to tell netta “oh he died (:” cus he didn’t want to just admit he got broken up with but tbh netta knows better) but i mean. who tf knows i...... am kinda thinking of having her and theo meet again in the far far future to talk things out tho tbh...... hmph

idk man she’s just... weird. very well-meaning, somewhat, but also horribly manipulative and cold. her way of dealing with things not going her way is an immediate “welp! guess that’s just how things be!” quickly followed by a sudden and utter fucking off, which... honestly does more harm than good most of the time. like, if netta had stayed close to sara after durante’s death rather than going “welp! that’s that!” then, let’s be real, sara probably wouldn’t have died cus she would have had someone keeping her healthy. likewise, if netta had fought a bit more to keep theo with her rather than going “welp!” and letting him run off with oslo (who she KNEW would just use and abuse him), then!! theo never would have had to deal with all the bullshit he went through with that asshole!!! (in fact, come to think of it, if she hadn’t just gone “welp!” when theo FIRST declined her offer and had tried to convince him, he wouldn’t have had to go through any of the bullshit with his FIRST ex boyfriend EITHER smh dammit sis), but she’s just too fucking impassive + sociopathic. like, the biggest blow her heart ever had to endure was finding out that sara had died (+ the knowing that she herself had played an undeniable part in sara’s neglecting herself to death), and yet, know what her reaction was after .0003secs when the shock of it all had worn off??? “welp!”

wack

[choonlo]

Friendly Rivalry | h.rj & z.cl

pairing : zhong chenle | reader | huang renjun

genre : ¿?

summary : a cliché rivalry between two boys who like the same dense girl. one day they both ask her to meet up with them without the other knowing.

Renjun's ending

Chenle's ending

so renjun and chenle are actually from the same highschool and they hangout w/ each other a lot

they probably met when chenle commented on renjun's drawing of moomin in mandarin

renjun whipped his head around to see who just spoke his language

"wow omg you're also chinese¿¿"

*cue dolphin noise*

"yes okay we're best friends now."

so now i'll answer why they both taking up part time jobs @ a small cafe during summer

jk i don't have an answer

they probs just want to earn money to buy smth they rlly wanna buy

sO that day they started their job, u came into the cafe

you were a regular in that cafe so the new baristas actually piqued your interest

especially because they seemed like they were around ur age

when you greeted them they were just wow fwooshed away by you

i mean you weren't really the prettiest around (y'all pretty pls remember that) but something about u just made them get jelly legs

you tried to start a conversation bc u wanted to be friends w/ them but they'd just mumble words to each other in another language making u confused

u asked if they were from another country and there u found out that the two were from China and that renjun was just 1 yr older than u & u were the same age as chenle

anyway let's skip the getting to know each other phase

eventually y'all became close

still you didn't notice how awkward they were with you

but most of the time they'd pushing each other because you were paying too much attention to the other

and oMg

they'd try to be so smooth

"hey y/n, you're the sweet cream to my bitter coffee."

"y/n, you make me macchiato."

(i'm so sorry if these don't make sense i was too lazy to search)

and you'd snort at their attempts

and they'd blush every time because of embarrassment

or maybe because they found that snort cute

so ofc every other regular customer of the cafe noticed how the two baristas would act when u were there

a cliché

because everyone, and even the manager, knew about their crushes on u

except u

because ur ass dense asf

then one day u noticed how only Chenle was behind the counter

"where's renjun?"

"hyung got sick, so he's staying home for today."

then u got rlly worried

chenle ofc noticed how down u were when u found out abt sick renjun

deep down he was jealous as fuck

but then he thought of how you might actually have feelings for renjun

that thought had sadness just muching up his insides

he couldn't bear the feeling so when he gave u ur order he asked if u liked renjun, hoping that u didn't

u blushed ofc

"i-i'm not sure."

hell to the yeah u weren't sure cause u lowkey had feelings for the two of them because they cute as fuck

but u also shipped them so

so the day after that day, chenle was now the one absent

u asked renjun about chenle, once again, worried

renjun frowned when he remembered chenle's puffy eyes when they met up last night

"i don't know either, but he wanted to give you this."

he gave u a small purple envelope (because purple haired Chenle is life)

u looked at renjun w/ raised eyebrows

"Don't let Renjun hyung read this." it said on the back of the envelope

when you opened it, the glue was still intact so u knew renjun didn't read it

(bullet form stops here.)

Hello Y/N! You're probably wondering why I'm not here to serve you with my charming smile today. I'm not sick or anything, I just had to prepare for something. Don't worry so much over me HAHAHA.

I know that Renjun hyung is trustworthy enough, so I asked him to give this to you. But please, don't tell him anything about what you're reading right now. Since the paper is so small I'll just get straight to the point, please meet me later at 5PM at the park that's a couple of blocks away from the cafe, I have something to tell you.

"Ah," you uttered, nodding to yourself as you put the paper back into the envelope.

Renjun hummed, walking back to you when he finished serving a customer, "What was it about?"

Pursing your lips, you thought of the words you saw on the back of the envelope earlier. Was meeting with you a bad thing? Why'd Chenle want to keep it a secret, and from his closest friend too?

"It's a secret, Jun." chuckling, you stood up from the stool chair. You knew that Renjun was probably suspicious over the letter based on his eyes constantly darting from you to the envelope. Not wanting to have him question you any further, you wave your hand goodbye and started walking away.

"Wait!"

You turned, looking at the boy with raised eyebrows, "Yeah?"

Renjun gulped, letting his hand fall to the counter. It was as though time suddenly stopped for him, his mind stopping when he tried to decide the right words to use for the question he was about to ask; "C-Could you um. . like. . . Is it okay if you meet me here later at five or six? I need to talk to you about something."

Shit.

"O-Oh," you let out, eyes widening ever so slightly. Why were the two of them suddenly asking to meet you?? And at the same time, too? This was probably the hardest decision you'd ever have to make in your whole entire life—and you were only a teenager! You didn't want to turn Renjun down, but you also didn't want to say yes because of Chenle. A silent, nervous "Why?" left your lips as you stared up the ceiling, avoiding Renjun's gaze.

"Y/N?" he called, still waiting for your answer.

Chenle had put five, and Renjun had said five or six, so maybe you could just hurry things up with either of them to get to the other afterwards. They probably wouldn't care if you arrive late by a few minutes.

"I'll try," said your messed up self, "I'll try."

Renjun jumped, your unsure words making relief rush through him. His lips formed a big smile, a smile contagious enough that you couldn't help but smile back, calming down a tad bit.

What could go wrong?