Thank you for the tag @great-day-today
Throw the weight up on my shoulders
From Wasted Nights- OOR.
Tagging: @sunflower1000 @amethysts-sideblog @nightfrostshadow @creweemmaeec11
rules: your last words before you die are the 3rd line of the last song you listened to. what are you saying?
This got lost in my notifs, but thank you for tagging me darling @walt-breslin. Morbid and fun. I like it.
As the misty morning rolls away to die
Tagging: @ezrasarm @themarcusmoreno @starryeyedstories @karasong @keeper0fthestars
how to kiss on paper advice y'all <333
Ok but seriously, the way you write kissing scenes is amazing. Do you have any writing advice on writing intimate moments between two characters (keeping it pg-13)? I feel like my own writing always feels stale when I get to those parts.
you’re so sweet, thank you! kissing actually used to be the hardest thing for me to write, and I think it was because I rushed too quickly to the “big” or “exciting” moments, and then I ran out of things to write about. the most important thing I learned was to slow down when writing intimate moments, maybe even slower than you originally think you need to.
so say you’re writing a kiss!! at first you might want to begin the moment when their lips first meet. but I raise you:
do they look each other in the eyes first? and oh is this the first time they’ve ever made eye contact up so close? what new things might they notice, a stray eyelash or creases in the other’s skin from faded smile lines?
can they feel each other’s breathing? is it faster than normal, more irregular? when was the last time they felt someone’s breathing on their skin this way?
do they touch each other before they kiss? on the face maybe? what does their skin feel like underneath their fingertips? is it warm? are they blushing? maybe they touch on the shoulder, or on the arm, curling their fingers into the fabric of their sweater? or maybe they keep their hands shoved in their lap, too nervous to touch—will this made the kiss clumsier, more unsteady?
do they watch the other’s eyes flutter closed? squeeze shut? are their lips dry? do they look soft?
what are they thinking about when they lean in? is their heart pounding? are their palms sweaty? or are they full of longing and relief because they’ve wanted this for so long and it’s finally happening and they just—surge toward each other and finally finally find each other’s mouths?
and then what?
as I’m writing intimate moments, I usually try to keep a balance between what’s physically happening—a brush of lips over the cheek—and what’s internally happening—oh god oh god they’re treating me so gently I might break, etc etc. of course this is only one style of writing but it helped make kissing scenes fun for me! im sorry this reply was so long but I hope it was helpful at least a little bit 💕💕💕
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Three completely random things about me, huh? Okay, let's see...
1. My favourite animals are vultures. They're gorgeous!! I especially like those that are part of the genus Gyps. However, Gypaetus barbatus, the bearded vulture, is even more fascinating. Honestly, you should google that one! Not only does it look really cool, it also has a diet that consists mostly of bone!!
2. When I was 11 and watched Jurassic Park for the first time, I spontaneously decided that I would one day become a palaeontologist. Something about a grumpy guy running through a jungle, protecting children he finds annoying, trying not to get eaten by dinosaurs, somehow really appealed to 11-year-old me. I have to admit though, even today, having learned what palaeontologists actually do most of the time, a part of me is still hung up on that idea.
3. Despite being demiromantic, I recently managed to fall in love romantically with someone breathtakingly amazing!! Seriously, it's been years since the last time I felt any romantic feelings towards any real person. I so wasn't expecting something like this to happen, but somehow it did. And that isn't even the best part!! Because she is such a wonderful and lovely person and I'm absolutely thrilled to be able to call her my girlfriend <3
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This is so damn sweet <3 *hugs back* Thank you so much 💫❤
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Thanks so much for tagging me @nightfrostshadow this was super fun!! These are two of my characters from Secrets- Adrian (the blond) and Ash (the raven)
Tagging @larinzz @kaiwewi @amethysts-sideblog @emerqldspersonal
Here is the link!
I decided to do a picrew for two of my OCs (can any of you guess who it is?) and I figured I would share! So without further ado, here are my tags to get the ball rolling!
Tags: @nightfrostshadow @creweemmaeec11 @sunflower1000 (happy bday!!!) @literally-just-kirby-sideblog @revrevrew-personal @nuttynutcycle @villain-enthusiast and anyone who would like to join, or has the characters to use this picrew with :)
Omg this is beautiful
This is a take on the supervillain handing hero’s sidekick over to regular villain. It’s a trope somewhere, I’m sure.
The villain clenched their jaw. Hero’s sidekick was a teenage girl for God’s sake. A teenage girl in the hands of the supervillain... the villain stomach jolted, they couldn’t let that happen.
“Hand her over.” The words were barely out of the villain’s mouth when the supervillain smirked. Villain’s own sidekick tensed up behind them, but the villain gave them a subtle placating gesture. If they could get out of this without a fight they would.
The supervillain noticed the interaction and merely grinned. “And what do I get in return? The girl here can give me information on her boss, her perfect little hero.” He mocked. “Might take a few days under the ringer but I’m sure she’ll talk.”
The girl’s eyes widened in fear. The villain could tell she was trying to steel herself, even shackled at the mercy of the supervillain. For all she knew she was surrounded by enemies on all sides, debating her fate, too far away from the hero for any magical rescues.
The villain opened their mouth again, an idea coming together. “Girl,” they snapped. “Have you been to your boss’s private apartments? Do you know the inner workings of the hero’s most secret base?”
As the villain spoke, they prayed, deny it deny it deny it. Say no. Say no.
“I don’t-“ the girl shook her head. “I didn’t know of any quarters, I’ve never been there-”
“Clearly the girl’s new,” the villain let contempt drip from their tongue, willing the supervillain to buy the uninterested facade. “You’re not going to get anything out of her besides leverage you don’t even need right now. I, on the other hand, can give you all the information you need.”
“Is that so?” The supervillain raised an eyebrow.
The villain merely shrugged, allowing a smile to play on their lips. “It’s intimacy of having a nemesis I suppose. In fact, I have it all on this flashdrive.” The villain produced one out of their pocket unceremoniously. Carrying empty flash drives was part of the territory when you were a tech- oriented villain.
The supervillain snorted. “Convenient that you carry around a flashdrive with your nemesis’s information on it? Do you really expect me to believe that?”
The villain smiled and cupped the drive in their hand. With a flash of light, all the information the villain knew of the hero’s private base was uploaded onto the little thing. “Call it a superpower... information generation and distribution is my superpower actually, though I’m sure you knew that already.”
The villain glanced to the girl, who, they realized with a jolt, was glaring daggers at them. “Surprised I’d rat out your hero so quickly?” The villain quipped sarcastically. “I want the hero gone as much as supervillain over here. I want you for my own reasons.”
The girl’s glare faltered, replaced with fear. The more the villain talked, the more their stomach sank at the disgusting facade they were putting up. But the supervillain had to buy it or else this girl was in grave danger. Hero would forgive the villain for outing their hideout if it was to keep their sidekick safe... the supervillain just needed to agree to the deal, dammit.
“Do we have a deal?” The villain stepped closer, twirling the flashdrive in their hands absentmindedly. Their heart pounded in their ears. “The girl does nothing for you, this drive on the other hand... this would be a significant blow to our resident righteous hero.”
“How do I know you’re not lying?”
The villain leveled their steely gaze, one that made lesser enemies run. “You have my word. You of all people know the importance of keeping your word.”
An unspoken agreement passed between the villain and the supervillain. Neither hero’s sidekick nor villain’s sidekick dared to breathe.
The villain barely dared to breathe after supervillain muttered, “deal.”
The villain merely turned to strut away, nodding to their sidekick. “Grab her.”
In a flash the drive was in supervillain’s hands and the villain’s sidekick used their magnetism to pull the girl’s chains into their arms.
“Pleasure doing business,” the villain called over their shoulder. Before the supervillain could reply, the villain and the teenage sidekicks teleported away.
By the time they landed back in the villain’s lair, the villain was off running. They only faltered for a moment at the sound of the girl’s voice.
“What are you going to do to me?”
The villain turned to see their their sidekick had already released the girl from her chains. “At the moment, nothing. We’re not going to hurt you. But I just royally screwed your hero over. They have about 5 minutes before supervillain destroys their base.” The villain’s heart beat in their throat. “I need to warn them.”
The villain was off to the communications department, leaving the girl and the villain’s own sidekick in the dust.
Hero sat on the side of the building, their feet dangling off the edge. They liked the feeling of it, liked playing with their own mortality. Maybe that was why they were so good at their job.
They leaned closer to the edge, peering over at the street. Cars crawled like ants trapped in the mid afternoon traffic.
"If not for your own peace of mind, then for mine, please get away from the edge."
Hero didn't need to look to know Villain. "Surely you should be pushing me off it."
"Hero, stop it."
Hero sighed and got to their feet, turning to face Villain. "Why? Does this make you... uneasy?" They rocked backwards on their heels.
"Hero, stop-"
Hero could tell exactly when Villain had had enough. But that wasn't too hard, because they darted forwards like a lightning bolt and pulled Hero into them with a strong hand around their wrist.
Hero felt like their breath had been stolen in that single touch. "Sorry," they said, soft and breathless.
Villain rolled their eyes. "You better not do that again, you hear me? If you die, I better be the one who kills you."
Hero brushed a stray lock of hair from their cheekbone, and Villain's gaze softened. They pressed their forehead against Hero's. "Promise me, okay?"
Hero rolled their eyes. "Fine. I pinky promise you get to murder me."
"Good." Villain replied, and then they kissed them - so softly Hero felt it might be a dream. They leaned into their touch, as if they could merge and become one if only Hero put enough force into it.
Maybe this was a better thrill than standing on the edge of buildings.
Hero let out a startled squeal, fairly loud as they felt their body swaying and legs losing every possible understanding they had of the ground . They felt like they were in math class all over again, where their head alone had an affair with gravity and that was fine because the desk was always there to catch them. Now, Hero wasn't so sure if they liked their connection with gravity at all.
They shut their eyes close tight, so tight that it kind of hurt as they waited for the painful impact.
They felt a touch on their arm not even a second later- soft at first and then firm afterwards, grabbing onto them and yanking them towards whatever it was. They then crashed into something solid and warm?! That was enough of an overload of sensory nerves that made Hero blink their eyes open almost immediately.
They were met with a tantalizing smirk, the same one that would follow them around in their dreams every night.
"You'd never have enough lives if you keep tripping over stairs Hero ."
Hero scoffed, trying to pull away and steady themselves from the warmth that was Villain.
"You're there to catch me anyways, so I know I'll be fine."
Now it was Villain's turn to scoff. "If you think that this is going to happen everytime then you're gravely mistaken. God knows how many times you fall for stairs everyday, if they were a person, you would at least have a lover by now."
Hero finally found it in themselves to whisk their wrist out of Villain's hand, walking back towards whatever class that they had next, a pout playing on their face. "Suit yourself."
After Hero's figure disappeared around the corridor, shy chuckles escaped Villain's lips. Oh how fun it was to rile up Hero and watch them dance.
-
Villain was making their way towards their Geography class when they heard that infuriating squeal all over again. They sighed, body moving before their mind could even think- how many times did this happen already today?! For the first time in their life, Villain found themselves regretting ever having super hearing because they couldn't ignore Hero, even if they wanted to- it's like their brain was subconsciously looking out for that stupid squeal no matter what Villain did, and the moment they heard that squeal, they dropped everything and rushed towards it. Pathetic.
But they couldn't stop. The horrifying image of Hero's head bleeding after it hit the sharp edges of the stairs would make them go everytime and they just couldn't understand why.
Judging from the proximity of the sound, Hero was somewhere right below them. Villain peeked to the side of the stairs just in time to see Hero already toppling over, their body so close to connecting with the jagged edges. Shit!! I won't make it if I run down the stairs. I have to jump.
Villain did just that, landing right in front of Hero, somehow managing to catch them and not topple down themselves. It was a miracle.
Hero was wedged into their chest again, chucking this time. Huh, now that's new.
"I thought you wouldn't come because you somehow knew."
Villain stared at them, head cocked to the side, a quizzical expression on their face, "knew what?"
"Knew that I fell on purpose this time."
Villain almost pushed Hero down the stairs themselves after that.
Almost.
Imagine if the hero (or villain) had a secret twin who was just a normal civilian and the other had no clue about it at all. So one day the twin had to take over for their sibling and the hero/villain is just like, "who the hell are you, you're not them?!"
Hero/Villain exe. has stopped working.
(Seriously, I think any scenario with a twin sounds good in my head so feel free to add more to the comments or reblog- whatever you all feel like!)
I wanted to write a proper snippet / but procrastination is getting the better of me / so here I present to you this seedling of an idea that popped up in my head / please tag me so that I can join in the fun xD
YESSSSS PLS
so you know how the typical thing a kidnapped person says to their captor is “what are you going to do with me?”. how about instead they just go “i don’t care what you do to me,” and the captor is so surprised and lowkey concerned for the captured person’s wellbeing that they just sit down next to them and go “you okay?”
She/her / thank you for dropping by and I hope you have a lovely time here! / I also write fanfics on AO3 - Akane000 / requests, messages, credits and tags are very welcome! / please do not repost, thanks :) [cover img credits: sasmilledge@twitter]
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