#there is not plot

[tinydooms]

Love in the Afternoon

The Zamalek House, Cairo, November 1922

Thursday evening, home for the weekend: sometimes Evie really appreciated that her work week only consisted of four days. No more work until Monday, which meant no more lifting and lugging books off of the floors and up ladders and onto their proper shelves. At least she had help: she had not asked him to, but Rick appeared at breakfast every morning to walk her to work and help with the clean-up. Evie rather liked watching him work: he had such a splendid physique; she often found herself distracted by him. It was just one of the perks of being with Rick O’Connell. He was a good man and he was beautiful to look at. 

Now, though, she just wanted to be still and silent for a while, and so Evie left her shoes by the front door and went upstairs. She took off her work suit and hung it up in her wardrobe, and tossed her thin cotton blouse into the laundry basket. She peeled off the elasticated girdle that had replaced corsets a year or two back and unhooked her stockings. There. Evie stretched and sighed; it was always so nice to be out of one’s things at the end of the day. She pulled off her camiknickers and tossed them into the laundry basket, as well. There was water in her basin and she took a cloth and rubbed herself down, then spritzed herself with a light toilet water. She put on new pants and a slip and a loose blue cotton dress. It was, unfortunately, still a little too early for pajamas. 

On the bed, Cleo the Fort Brydon cat was snoozing  with her tail over her nose. Evie grinned; usually Cleo slept in Rick’s room, having decided that he was her human, but she had been slowly expanding her empire since they had all come back to Zamalek. Now she was Cleo the Family Cat, and they were all her devoted subjects.

“Are you comfortable, darling?” Evie rubbed the cat’s silky ears. “Are you having a lovely nap? I think I hear our man on the stairs. Rick?”

“Yeah?” Rick came down the hall and leaned through the door. He had taken off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves, and he was holding his shoes in one hand. “Oh, Cleo’s in here. Are you comfortable, sweetheart? Are you having a nice nappy-nap?” 

He came to pet her as Evie chuckled. “I said that, too. What are you up to?”

Rick tickled Cleo’s chin. “I was just going to lie down for a bit before dinner.”

“Ah. You could, er, lie down in here, if you like.” 

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[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 if was a religious experience

[bethanythebogwitch]

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

Me:

[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! :)

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[churrotowns]

ginger cat world domination incoming

[apollos-boyfriend]

we have GOT to kill tiktok/twitter self-censorship i just witnessed a grown adult say the word “smex” out loud to our professor

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

[lazylittledragon]

enrichment for the baby rogue

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[alltears]

the intrepid heroes reached new levels of Accurate Teenage Friendship tonight (see also)

[deception-united]

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