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Types of Opening Scenes for Your Novel

Here are a handful of ways to open the very first scene in your book! There are plenty more to explore, but these are a set of very tried and true methods.

Autobiographic - your protagonist starts the book reflecting or talking about a past event. They’re looking back in time and sharing an important piece of information with the reader.

In trouble/conflict - a problem has arisen for the protagonist and a sense of urgency is established. This can be an intense conflict like a chase scene or a puzzling problem.

Mysterious opening - the reader is introduced to something peculiar (a fantasy location, unique magic, a cloaked figure, etc.) that raises questions in their mind. Their curiosity will keep them reading.

Scene-setting - the most common opening where you focus on introducing the setting and the characters in it before anything else.

The questioner - the protagonist is questioning something: “Who invited the guy in the trench coat covered in red?”

Beginning with a thought - the novel is started with a philosophical quote or meaningful thought from the protagonist. “What is living worth if she’s not doing it with me?”

Intriguing dialogue - the book starts with interesting dialogue that captures the attention of the reader.

Mood establisher - the novel opens with a deliberate mood that signifies to the reader what they should expect from the story. Ex. a spooky story may open with eerie words and a dark atmosphere.

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your playlist guide 101 (writers, readers, etc.)

note: credits go to (ofc) the original artists + compilers

emotional sad

last time together

waiting for the one who doesn't come

pov. heartbroken mermaid

slowly losing grip on reality

fight scenes

instrumental music for writing and fighting

you call it revenge, i call it returning a favour

all thrones come at a cost

comfort

a hogwarts comfort

you're studying with the dead poets society

and suddenly, we were strangers again

before sunrise

tension

realising we're living in a dystopian reality

you built an empire on the streets of birmingham in the 1920s

a little more dark academia

fine, make me your villain (darkling)

pleasingly dancing for your hot enemy in a private room

cool

it's 1998 and you're drifting through tokyo

among all the stars and infinite galaxies, how lucky am i to have met you

we're just used to this already (honkai star rail)

the playlist finds the cool kids

it's an old money summer at your house in europe

all my demons dance through the nighttime

office wave 1986

lost nostalgic

maybe in another life

what it feels like to be a memory

it's summer again, the days are blurring and the nights are sleepless

calm

lost in space

you exist for a reason (dreamcore)

a dreamlike peace

quiet autumn days

the calm before the storm

time periods

"it was not your fault but mine" greek mythology playlist

1920s

1940s

1950s

1970s (marauders)

1980s

1990s (supermodel)

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Im only a few days late for Lucilith Week but I'm challenging myself by only writing poems. So stay tuned folks!

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https://x.com/Alystania24/status/1773538758341611551

Charlastor fans join me in the tears once again. Maybe I might just write an Enchanted AU once I'm done with my current works

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I feel like Alastor would never walk in while you're indecent/in disarray physically... he knows how to knock, afterall... BUT--

I can see Alastor playing things off well enough. He's a gentleman, so he avoids eye contact. You feel his coat drapping over your shoulders as he rambles about something.

An incoming meeting, the next group activity, or simply what he had for breakfast that day. Mundane things that can absolutely wait... but he's such a Chatty Cathy! If Rosie isn't around or too busy, then you simply MUST hear him out about his struggles. Your clothing be damned, it's simply TOO important.

Much like with Charlie, he sits or lays directly across your bed, like a tween girl at a sleep over, his feet kicking in the air. He's relaxed. His eyes are half lidded. Your room may as well be his second bedroom. He doesn't mind making himself at home even while you're frantically trying to cover yourself or throwing things his way.

A classic case of "Hello dear, I was meaning to ask you about-- yes, I'm aware that you're undressed, why are you screaming? *covers you in his jacket* AHEM. Anyway--"

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However, if you're closer than friends...

Alastor lets himself in, unprompted. Usually via shadow. Unlike before, eye contact is intentionally made, lest you get the idea his eyes are wondering. And if you relax enough, you may actually catch them doing so. He'd help himself to your closet, picking something out for you to wear.

"Oh Heavens, no, you are not going out like that! Here, why don't you try this instead? Red is positively RADIANT on you!"

Alastor would tut and force you to do little poses and spins, shifting you through multiple outfits until he's satisfied. But, of course, if you put your foot down, he won't stop you. That just means that tearing it OFF of you will be much more satisfying.

Alastor will, more than likely, forget why he entered in the first place. Or, better yet, he may not even have a reason to! He just wants to be near you, or he wants to kill time before he has to be productive. You are his one and only source of rest and relaxation. You help his brain disconnect with the world, and help him let his hair down (metaphorically).

Though Rosie and others are more than capable of helping him pass the time, he'd like to spend it with you, especially if your own time is limited. And, if you have no where to be... he may just find a way for you to keep your clothes off a little longer.

Don't mind him if there's a lingering touch here, or if your laces are tied a little too loose... he can't help himself. He'd much rather see you with nothing at all. For your sake, you better hope he isn't feeling too frisky... Because once something comes off by his hands... it make be hard or straight up impossible to be worn again.

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Between Purr-suasion, Most Unconventional of Pairs (and its related fics) plus the other two Charlastor fic I'm working on.

I think it's safe to say it's a good writing year. So many words will be written and read (hopefully).

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susan is such a bitch even alastor's mic is pissed off

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Some key frames form my animation

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Alastor/Charlie Magne | Morningstar Characters: Alastor (Hazbin Hotel), Charlie Magne | Morningstar, Rosie (Hazbin Hotel), Vox (Hazbin Hotel), Lucifer Magne | Morningstar, Susan (Hazbin Hotel) Additional Tags: Cursed Cat Alastor - Freeform, beauty and the beast elements meets Lilo and Stitch chaos, the reason why Alastor was missing for seven years, Crack Treated Seriously, Cursed Cat Alastor AU, Alastor is in Hell for a Reason (Hazbin Hotel), Canon-Typical Violence, Slow Burn, Depressed Lucifer Magne | Morningstar, minor cannibalism, Pre-Hazbin Hotel, typical Alastor, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

Alastor didn't remember how it happened– this unfortunate change of his.

It was as fast as a late summer hurricane. One day, he was The Radio Demon, a feared Overlord of Hell fighting for his dignity, insulted by Vox and the Vees for his 'antique' ways. He remembered the battle clearly, feeling the burn against his skin as Vox tried to destroy him. Oh, what a fool he was. There were no winners. There were no losers. Just two Overlords unable to overpower each other. Alastor almost died that day. He remembered that fact. He made a mistake, a foolish mistake that haunted him dearly. He remembered Vox laughing, the electric Overlord also near death.

Alastor was alone. Bitterly alone. He smiled, embracing the cool embrace of a temporary death. He would be back. He knew he would, but no one truly dies in Hell unless it is by an angelic blade. But when he went to embrace his fate with open arms, it never came. He awoke feeling heavy, weak, and powerless. He woke up not like himself. He woke up as a miserable mass of flesh that he learned to be as a cat. Alastor woke up to a new form of Hell that he wished he could have avoided.

____ The Cursed Cat Alastor fic nobody asked for but is getting anyway.

All I have to say is....

UGH Susan 

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I am absolutely in love with this fic. It's one of the best Charleston fics out there.

Under My Skin

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Chapter 13: A Hard Lesson In Humility

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Commission for @megillien (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

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Lucifer: I consider myself a reasonable man. I set certain rules, and I expect those rules to be obeyed.

Charlie: But Dad I-

Lucifer: Is it true? You rescued Alastor from being exterminated?

Charlie: Dad I had to.

Lucifer: (Angry) You had to?!

Charlie: He would have died!

Lucifer: One less irredeemable sinner to worry about!

Charlie: (Disapproving) You don’t even know him!

Lucifer: Know him?! I don’t have to know him! They’re all the same! Selfish, depraved, blood-thirsty heathens! Incapable of any feeling-

Charlie: (Pleading) Dad I love him!

Lucifer: (Horrified) No! Have you lost your senses completely?! He’s a sinner! You’re a hellborn!

Charlie: I don’t care!

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🎉🎊WE REACHED 1,000 CHARLASTOR FICS ON AO3!!🎉🎊

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@gingersanps

Us with our fics

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“I dub thee King Roach.”

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My RadioBelle heart is just screaming at this. I am in freaking love.