#there's some nuggets of goodness in here

[lil--nuggett]

haha hey guys long time no see im very sorry but here's some anime/RSE maxie and archie spreads i did in my sketchbook to get myself used to drawing on paper again as an apology

[cookinguptales]

I will preface this by saying that I am doing better now and am no longer in any immediate danger, but a few days ago I was in genuinely a sort of dangerous place where I was barely eating any food and what I was eating wasn't always staying down. Nausea meds and cannabis have helped a lot with that, but in the early days, the doc was threatening me with the emergency room if I couldn't keep more fluids in me.

I think I really must have seemed extremely sick because my parents, who love me dearly, were kind of at the point where any time anything sounded remotely good to me, they were like YES, WE HAVE THAT and they would get it for me.

So I would ask for couscous at 3 am (because we all go to bed stupid late here) and be sitting in bed like a tiny imperious princess and my beloved father would be like

and anyway I might've gone mad with power, a bit.

Like he straight-up made me cornbread earlier. :')

[em-b-sides]

I think about that tiktok trend where you like paint your partners eye color on your nails or make a bracelet or something with the color a lot actually

[firstelevens]

sambucky for #13 from the prompt list ….perhaps in the bake off AU 🌝 …if you’re feeling it??

13. things you said at the kitchen table

“So what are these called again?” asks Sam, gently poking at one of the–pancakes? fritters? he’s not sure–in the skillet.

“Syrniki,” says Bucky, slightly muffled thanks to his head being in the fridge. “You can flip those now, by the way.”

“How could you possibly know that when you’re not even looking?”

“Superpowers.”

Sam glances over his shoulder to see Bucky closing the fridge, a carton of raspberries held triumphantly aloft. “Pancake superpowers, huh? Where were those during bread week?”

That gets a laugh, which- it’s nice that they can laugh about that now, given what a shitty time it was when it happened. He turns back to the skillet, carefully flipping each one. They are, he has to admit, the perfect shade of golden brown.

“See?” comes Bucky’s voice, much closer than it was a second ago and just a touch more smug. “Perfect timing.”

“Yeah, yeah,” grouses Sam, but he can’t help but grin when Bucky kisses his cheek and rests his chin on Sam’s shoulder, his arm slung around Sam’s waist.

It’s quiet and cozy and maybe concerningly domestic for a relationship that’s still coming up on the two month mark, which is maybe why the universe chooses this moment for Bucky’s front door to bang open.

They both jump a little, Sam squaring up with the metal spatula in hand to face…Becca Barnes.

She’s talking as she comes through the door, already halfway through what he assumes is supposed to be a conversation with Bucky. 

“...seriously texted you like six times, and you still didn’t answer, and then when I called you, it rolled to voicemail, so I came here to make sure that you were- oh, shit.”

“Hi, Becca,” Sam says, since there’s no words coming from the statue at his back.

“Hi, Sam,” she says, looking positively gleeful. “I didn’t know you were in town.”

“Bucky!” He turns to look over his shoulder. “You didn’t tell your family I was going to be here?”

“I didn’t want certain people barging in to hog your time, but somehow she made it here anyway,” Bucky says darkly. He takes the spatula from Sam and lifts the last four syrniki from the pan, setting them on the platter with the rest of them.

Becca tosses her stuff beside the couch, setting two cups of coffee on the counter and greeting Sam with a hug.

“I stopped in to check on you, you doofus,” she says, settling into a stool at the island. “I’m not hogging anyone’s time.”

“Don’t worry,” Sam tells her in a stage whisper. “It’s not about you. He’s just jealous that he already has to share Alpine with me.”

“Share you with Alpine, more like,” Bucky says, and for all his grousing, he puts a plate at Becca’s seat first before turning to get the platter from beside the stove. “Two years it’s just been me and her, and then I finally get a man and what does she try to do? Steal him.”

“Shameless,” tuts Becca, in a very good imitation of every old lady Sam’s ever met at church. “Using her cuteness for evil that way.”

“Well, she’ll have to work harder than that,” says Sam, setting the punnet of berries on the table. “Cute doesn’t do anything for me; I like ‘em grumpy and pathologically incapable of waking up before seven.”

“I have literally woken up at the crack of dawn to help you make danishes,” says Bucky, passing a mug of coffee to Sam. “This is slander.”

Sam raises an eyebrow, grinning. “Who says that I was talking about you?”

“You’re the worst,” says Bucky. “I’ve just decided that Alpine can have you, actually. I hope you’re very happy together.”

“Aw, baby, don’t be like that,” laughs Sam. “I would never leave you for the cat. Who would make me Russian food?”

“The worst,” Bucky says again, but the way that he lets Sam reel him in for a kiss seems to say otherwise.

[reksink]

I hope that one day my art will connect with people enough to the point they're comfortable enough leaving pictures of cool bugs they found in my inbox

Until that blissful future, I shall continue drawing silly pictures of my own

[nerdynanny]

BEHOLD-- one of my oldest OCs on this blog. Lord/Lady Darkside used to be found over on @omnipotentmoon and @tenebrixluna. They were originally the shadow/antithesis of their MiM from the half baked plot of a madman [it was me, I was the madman]. They eventually grew into an expression of my own gender identity and played a KEY part in me figuring myself out.

Which I guess is weird as a transmasc who played a character that became transfem but honestly that shit helped me put stuff into order. I was curious [as at the time, a genderfluid bean] about gender identity and making THIS CHARACTER got me to research it.

Now I'm tapped to speak at schools, universities, and conventions on the celebration of gender identity. None of this would be possible without her.

I found myself through them.

NOTE: Lately Darkside presents almost exclusively femme, but they will retreat into masculine presenting traits if uncomfortable or irritated. Lord Darkside makes limited appearances lately, but seems comprised of a lot of repressed emotions. He's as abrasive as she is intoxicating. In changing the presentation of their gender, Darkside also has a slight shift in how they present their personality. Lord Darkside is shorter than Lady Darkside by quite the margin, indicating the entity's more 'retreated' personality. There's a lot of deep layers in why this is what it is so if ya have any questions about them I am more than happy to answer. As far as folks are concerned-- Darkside is a primarily femme presenting genderfluid shadow thommy. At least that's what I've been told.

[warriorfujoshi]

the four horsemen of the apocalypse

[carcrashcockrash]

auuggghg wauughh im dying from a deadly diseas. its called ate pizza and macdonalds and soy all in one day disease an d symptoms include exploding. u mgiht want to step back brother

[podcast-hemocytoblast]

Not to out myself as a theatre kid tm or anything but Rose Red Ghost Quartet kinda has some Eye vibes with the way she watched Pearl get run over by a train and took a picture of her death instead of trying to help.

[nugatorysheep]

Me? A call out post? Nooo.....

Has anyone ever made a callout post about you?

[arolesbianism]

Doodle I did of my girl Juliet earlier

[mostlyihyperfixate]

My least favorite genre of OC is when a writer explicitly doesn't like a canon character, and so they make up someone else to replace them and perform the exact same function, only this new OC has literally no personality compared to the character that got replaced and they stick around way longer than the canon character does so I have to keep reading about them anyway

[badjokesbyjeff]

What Pets Write in their diaries 

Excerpt from a Dog's Diary.........8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!

12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!

1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00 PM - Milk Bones! My favorite thing!

7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!

11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Excerpt from a Cat's Diary...Day 983 of my captivity....My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of.. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards. There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event.. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.'I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously stupid. The bird has got to be an informant.I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe...for now.

[dogbunni]

I have a couple of asks in my ask box and I would like to say thank u I love u mwah kiss on the forehead for all of u and I WILL reply I promise but rn my cat is dying and has maybe 2 weeks left to live so I have zero brain space rn. devoting the next 2 weeks to snuggling my boy I hope u all understand

[sturniluvr]

All of me, loves all of you

Matt Sturniolo x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

warnings: possible spelling mistakes, some language, hate comments, nothing else lmk if I missed anything

summary: you’ve always been told in your life by multiple people that you’re always either too loud or too quiet and it’s one of your biggest insecurities but happens to be your boyfriend’s favourite thing about you.

A/N: sorta inspired by @obsidianbaby fic with a little twist and hers is a Chris version. Here it is if you want to check it out. Listen to John Legend ‘all of me’ while reading if you want <3

❗️semi proof read❗️

You were on sat on the couch as the triplets rushed around the house getting the equipment they needed to film the car video, all they had left to find was a battery because Nick once again forgot to charge the battery so they had to find a charged one to replace the dead battery before filming whilst also waiting for their food to arrive.  

“Y/N are you joining us for the video? Or can I be Matt’s passenger princess?” Chris joked as he made his way past her towards the kitchen to check their junk drawer for the spare battery.  

“Fuck where is it?” He muttered to himself as he rummaged through the drawer, unsuccessful in finding what he was looking for. The younger woman didn’t acknowledge her best friend at first, her head being buried in her phone, more specifically, looking at the comments on last Friday’s car video where she was having one of her more quiet days and the comments surely picked up on the sudden mood change compared to her yapping in the Wednesday video prior to the Friday car video. 

‘She needs to make up her mind, either be loud or be quiet Jesus Christ’ 

‘How do they put up with her? She’s so annoying’ 

‘Y/N needs to be more entertaining omg😭’ 

‘One day she’s quiet the next she won’t stfu, must be so annoying to the triplets, how do they like her??? Especially Matt??? Poor guy’ 

‘She’s such a weirdo, either being way too loud or way too quiet💀’ 

‘Y/N?? You with me kid?” Chris waved his hand in front of her face to grab her attention. 

“Hmm? Sorry Chris what did you say?” She replied to the older boy. As he was about to reply, the doorbell rang signaling the food had arrived, Matt came from his bedroom and made his way down the stairs to open the door and get the food, thanking the delivery driver as he closed the door. He came back up the stairs and placed the bag of McDonald’s on the kitchen table, sorting out who’s is who’s. 

“I was asking if you were coming to film with us?” she shook her head in response. 

“No, I’ll sit this one out, I think. Maybe just watch a film or have a shower and an early night.” 

Matt’s head turned in the direction of his girlfriend and brother as soon as he heard the words leave Y/N’s mouth, immediately sensing something was wrong. 

“You okay baby? You feeling good?” He asked, concern written all over his features, Matt made his way over to the Y/H/C girl with her usual McDonalds order of 9 chicken nuggets, medium fries and a peach iced tea. He placed her food on the table in front of her and quickly raised the back of his hand to her forehead, her temperature seemed fine to him. 

“Yeah, I’m okay Matt, I promise, I’m just tired you know I’ve had a busy day.” She explained, looking up at her boyfriend with a not very convincing smile on her face, not convincing to Matt anyway, he could read her like a book. 

Nick had found the battery, and the camera was now ready to set up in the car. 

“You coming you two?” He calls out to the couple while grabbing his food off the kitchen table. Chris doing the same and stood with the oldest triplet waiting for an answer. 

“Give us a minute Nick, you and Chris head to the car.” Matt replied, throwing his car keys in the direction of Chris which he smoothly caught. The brothers made their way downstairs to the garage to unlock the car. In the living room, Matt was now sat next to Y/N on the couch. He noticed a stray tear make it’s way down her cheek.

“Baby please just tell me what’s bothering you. It can’t be silly if it’s making you cry.” he stated as he wiped the stray tears off her cheeks with his thumbs. He looked over to her unlocked phone that had since been discarded on the table, he removed his hands from her face and picked her phone up, raising his eyebrows as if asking permission to look through the phone. She nodded in silent understanding. He looked at the illuminated screen and a frown immediately made its way onto his face, followed by a glare at some of the comments that his so called fans had left about the love of his life. 

“They hate me.” Y/N said dejectedly, biting her nails anxiously as Matt continued to read the comments. Matt sighed before he replied. 

“Oh baby. A few comments mean nothing okay my love, what matters is what you think and what I think, and I think you’re amazing just the way you are.” 

“But Matt it’s not just a few comments! It’s every other comment, either saying you must be annoyed by me, or I don’t deserve you or that I’m a weirdo all because I’m always either too loud or too quiet! I’ve always been made fun of because of it!” She replied frustrated, tears beginning to well up in her eyes yet again.  

Suddenly Matt placed her phone face down on the couch and grabbed her hand before leading her to his bathroom. He switched the light on and placed her in front of the mirror and rested his chin on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist. 

“See this woman in the mirror? She is the most perfect woman I have ever met, every little detail of her, from her freckles to her personality makes her even more perfect to me and I fall more in love with her every day.” He placed a trail of kisses leading from her shoulder up to her cheek before he loosened his hold on her waist to turn her so she was facing him before continuing.  

“Darling, you can’t let the things people who hide behind their screens tell you define you okay? It would break my heart to see their nasty words dim my princess’ light, okay? You are perfect to me, and that’s all that matters, okay? Not some bullshit random people on the internet say, they’re just jealous 12 year olds.” He joked, lightening the mood, causing a small smile to creep up on her face, he smiled at the sight.  

“There’s my favorite smile!” He exclaimed.  

He cupped her cheeks before speaking again.  

“Love, you have to remember if you ever feel like this again, is all of me loves all of you, okay? Always has and always will, you’re my favorite person and you being both loud and quiet balances me out perfectly, if I need a quiet and safe place you give that to me, or if I need to let off energy and be crazy, you go on all kinds of crazy adventures with me. I couldn’t be more thankful for you. I love you so much my angel.” 

“I love you too my love” she replied, happy tears now in her eyes as opposed to the sad and frustrated tears in her eyes not even 20 minutes ago. 

“What do you say, we go film the video with Nick and Chris, I want the better passenger princess next to me and not the one who burps 24/7 and looks like me” he joked, she let out a laugh at her boyfriend. 

“Sure, let’s go film. I wanna grab my food first though.” He nodded and the couple made their way into the living room to grab Y/N’s food before making their way down to the garage where they heard Nick and Chris arguing over something ridiculous, they both laughed at the pair. The two in the car noticed the couple stood in the doorway making their way to the car. Y/N got in the car while Matt remained outside, focusing the camera. Y/N threw a thumbs up to Matt as the camera was set up right. Chris gave Y/N a quick hug from the back seat before he spoke. 

“You good now kid?” He asked, she nodded and smiled back at him as Matt got in the car and pressed record. The four filming the video full of laughs and debates. Matt added in a little rant to the viewers on being nicer to Y/N and from that point forward, the hate comments had died down to the odd few from jealous fan girls. 

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Notes: Plot Method

The Save the Cat! Beat Sheet was originally developed by Blake Snyder to help screenwriters plot movies, but it works just as well with novels.

It breaks down the 3-act structure into small, specific sections (sometimes just one scene long).

Each section pushes your story forward in its own way.

The exact word count/page count of each section depends on how long your novel is and what type of story you’re telling, but you can use the colored chart below and the percentages in the instructions as a guide. 

Context Note: This method is based on the concept of the Three Act Structure, which is an inherently Western approach to plot. It can be a useful way to tell a story, but it is by no means the only one.

ACT 1

Opening Image (0-1%)

Show a “before” snapshot of your protagonist and their world.

What is life like before the adventure begins?

It represents the struggle & tone of the story.

Set-up (1-10%)

Expand on the “before” snapshot.

Explore your protagonist’s life, including the internal flaws and external challenges they’ll have to overcome in order to change for the better by the end of the story.

Present the main character’s world as it is, and what is missing in their life.

Also introduce important supporting characters.

Theme Stated (happens during the Set-up)

What your story is about; the message, the truth.

Usually, it is spoken to the main character or in their presence, but they don’t understand the truth/lesson…not until later, when they have some personal experience and context to support it.

Thus, include a scene where a character says something that hints at what the protagonist’s big life lesson will be - how they’ll have to change and grow by the end of the story.

Catalyst (10%)

The moment where life as it is changes.

Examples: It is the telegram, the act of catching your loved-one cheating, allowing a monster onboard the ship, meeting the true love of your life, etc.

There’s no going back to the “before” world from here… What is the inciting incident that pushes the protagonist into the next phase of the story?

Debate (11-20%)

But change is scary and for a moment, or a brief number of moments, the main character doubts the journey they must take.

Show the protagonist questioning themselves and resisting the path ahead - wondering whether they have what it takes, or whether or they should just run home and hide under the bed.

“Should I just…?” “I really shouldn’t because…” “But what about…” Can I face this challenge? Do I have what it takes? Should I go at all?

It is the last chance for the hero to chicken out.

ACT 2

Break Into 2 (20%; Choosing Act Two)

The main character makes a choice and the journey begins.

We leave the “Thesis” world and enter the upside-down, opposite world of Act 2.

They make the choice to begin their adventure/transformation/journey/new thing.

Show your protagonist deciding to plunge into Act 2.

The Promise of the Premise (21-50%)

This is when the reader thinks “Ah, now we’re getting to the good stuff they hinted at on the back cover of this book!”

It’s also one of the longest sections in your book.

Show your protagonist getting used to their new world - loving it, hating it, making mistakes or doing well, meeting new people (see more below) and keeping the reader entertained.

This is when the main character explores the new world and the audience is entertained by the premise they have been promised.

B Story (happens during The Promise of the Premise)

This is when there’s a discussion about the Theme – the nugget of truth.

Usually, this discussion is between the main character and the love interest.

So, the B Story is usually called the “love story”.

Introduce a new character or characters who will eventually help the protagonist learn their life lesson.

Friends? Mentors? Love interests? Nemeses (nemesi?)? Who are they? How will they help?

Midpoint (50%)

This moment is when everything seems “great” or everything seems “awful,” depending on your story.

The main character either gets everything they think they want (“great”) or doesn’t get what they think they want at all (“awful”).

Either the Fun and Games section has lead to a false victory for your protagonist (they think they’ve been doing great so far) or a false defeat (they’ve been having a hard time so far).

What happens in this moment, halfway between beginning and end?

But not everything we think we want is what we actually need in the end.

Bad Guys Close In (51-75%)

Get ready for a bumpy ride. If your Midpoint was a false victory, now things start to go wrong for your protagonist.

If the Midpoint was a false defeat, well, things seem to be looking up, but the bad guys are getting closer and will have something to say.

Note: Bad guys can be actual physical enemies, but they can also be emotional enemies, like doubt or jealousy or fear.

Doubt, jealousy, fear, foes both physical and emotional regroup to defeat the main character’s goal, and the main character’s “great”/“awful” situation disintegrates.

Show the protagonist’s newly-built world beginning to unravel.

This will also be one of the longer sections in your novel.

All is Lost (75%)

This is when something happens to make your character hit rock bottom.

It’s the absolute lowest part of your novel.

Maybe someone or something dies (either literally or figuratively).

The initial goal now looks even more impossible than before. And here, something or someone dies.

It can be physical or emotional, but the death of something old makes way for something new to be born.

What does this moment look like for your protagonist?

Dark Night of the Soul (76-80%)

Your protagonist now has time to react to their “All is lost” moment, to mourn what they lost and wallow in hopelessness.

They’re worse off than they were at the beginning of the novel.

Show how low things have gotten.

Mourning the loss of what has “died” – the dream, the goal, the mentor character, the love of your life, etc.

But, you must fall completely before you can pick yourself back up and try again.

ACT 3

Break Into 3 (80%; Choosing Act Three)

The “aha!” moment; the “lift yourself up and try again” moment.

Show the protagonist realizing what they need to do in order to tackle their problems, both external and internal.

Thanks to a fresh idea, new inspiration, or last-minute Thematic advice from the B Story (usually the love interest), the main character chooses to try again.

Finale (81-99%)

The protagonist does what they decided to do in the Break Intro 3 beat, and (because of all the learning/growing they’ve done and the support or insight from the B Story), their plan works.

This time around, the main character incorporates the Theme – the nugget of truth that now makes sense to them – into their fight for the goal because they have experience from the A Story and context from the B Story.

The Bad Guys are defeated, the world is changed for the better.

What are the battles? How will the protagonist triumph (or not)?

This is another longer section, so you’ve got the space to make things dramatic and intense.

Act Three is about Synthesis.

Final Image (99-100%)

This is the opposite of the Opening Image, the “after” snapshot instead of the “before.”

Show the reader how the protagonist and their world have changed.

THE END

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