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Writing Tips

Punctuating Dialogue

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➸ “This is a sentence.”

➸ “This is a sentence with a dialogue tag at the end,” she said.

➸ “This,” he said, “is a sentence split by a dialogue tag.”

➸ “This is a sentence,” she said. “This is a new sentence. New sentences are capitalized.”

➸ “This is a sentence followed by an action.” He stood. “They are separate sentences because he did not speak by standing.”

➸ She said, “Use a comma to introduce dialogue. The quote is capitalized when the dialogue tag is at the beginning.”

➸ “Use a comma when a dialogue tag follows a quote,” he said.

“Unless there is a question mark?” she asked.

“Or an exclamation point!” he answered. “The dialogue tag still remains uncapitalized because it’s not truly the end of the sentence.”

➸ “Periods and commas should be inside closing quotations.”

➸ “Hey!” she shouted, “Sometimes exclamation points are inside quotations.”

However, if it’s not dialogue exclamation points can also be “outside”!

➸ “Does this apply to question marks too?” he asked.

If it’s not dialogue, can question marks be “outside”? (Yes, they can.)

➸ “This applies to dashes too. Inside quotations dashes typically express—“

“Interruption” — but there are situations dashes may be outside.

➸ “You’ll notice that exclamation marks, question marks, and dashes do not have a comma after them. Ellipses don’t have a comma after them either…” she said.

➸ “My teacher said, ‘Use single quotation marks when quoting within dialogue.’”

➸ “Use paragraph breaks to indicate a new speaker,” he said.

“The readers will know it’s someone else speaking.”

➸ “If it’s the same speaker but different paragraph, keep the closing quotation off.

“This shows it’s the same character continuing to speak.”

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Scene

"But I still don't understand why they use the old common washrooms when even the taps don't work," She amused while drying her hands with her baby blue handkerchief.

"Do you know why they were closed?" You asked.

"No? I think it's probably because of the water taps." She was too innocent to break it to her but you just had to do it, otherwise someone else would pick it up the wrong way.

You gently placed your arms around her waist to pull her closer, "They have sex there." You whispered in her ear before letting go.

She visibly turned red, "Oh—O-Oh!" Her realisation was too cute.

She covered her mouth and fumbled around a little, "I-I didn't know that— wow— in school?"

"Yeah, they're basically animals in heat with some wild fantasies." You laughed before walking along with her to class.

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Forbidden Ideas:

the thoughts that you have suddenly that you can't get rid of but are too wrong to share.

I'm 'K' or 'Kay'

I write mostly because of the thoughts that people around me provoke.

It's usually NSFW or GL, but it can get Romantic fluffy and BL sometimes too.

I got exposed to:

GL because I basically live with my older cousin and her girlfriend.

BL because my old friend was queer.

NSFW because I used to be on Wattpad but had to delete for my sanity.

I write everything, and requests are welcome, just nothing illegal, unhygienic, or non-con.

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A soothing voice, creeps up to your ears as if it had somehow climbed your shoulder, making you shudder— the scary voice threatened, "Write... bitch"

Tell me to write

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Can We?

Best friends -> Lovers, GL, fluff

Hanna and Sara had been best of friends since college.

Despite their differences in social standings, their only concern was to prove people that they were not to be messed with.

Hanna's family owned a fast food chain in three towns but were going a little under due to the sudden quarantaine conditions.

They had a sudden lack of employees and even if they wanted to hire some people, they were afraid to work with meat because of the false rumours that spread in the meanwhile.

Sara was the only child to an entire corporate's owner, and their semi conductor and electronic companies were flowing with cash with the increase in electronic purchases.

They had a manageable amout of employees and probably earnt enough for their next three generations to live luxuriously.

It was a difficult time for Hanna, yet Sara made sure to make time for her.

They met outside occasionally before curfew, went grocery shopping, or even stayed at each others' place once in a while.

They didn't realise how close they were until the entire country was back to normal.

Masks were mandatory, but there were no more curfews or home quarantaines. People started socialising again and Hanna's family was back to normal.

"Thanks for helping me out in a tough time," Hanna smiled, "I'll keep paying you back in monthly instalments."

Sara sat grumbling as Hanna held her hands. They were at Sarah's apartment like usual and sitting in the living room watching T.V.

"I told you to not bring up something like this again," Sara's frown softened when she looked at Hanna, "I don't want you to feel indebted or anything."

"I'm not though?" Hanna laughed, "I'll calculate the interest later today."

"Don't. I lent the money to you so just let it be..." Sara sighed and picked up the can of beer on the table.

They sat in comfortable silence and snuggled into each other while watching a random movie.

"Did you fall asleep already?" Hanna took her into a closer embrace.

Sara had already relaxed in her arms and allowed herself to fall asleep.

Hanna turned the volume down and adjusted herself to make both of them comfortable in the grey blanket.

"How does she always fall asleep watching movies," Hanna realised that Sara was still in her work clothes, "Goodness— Was she so exited to watch this movie?"

Hanna shifted again and Sara groaned awake, "I fell asleep, I'm sorry." She yawned.

"Why don't you go change and sleep for some time?" Hanna suggested.

"I won't be able to wake up soon then," Sara stood up lazily.

"I'll wake you up," Hanna chuckled, "Have some rest."

"I wish my dad told me that," Sara joked and went inside her bedroom to change.

Se came back with a matching set of clothes, "I bought these for you," she placed the neat in Hanna's hands.

"Why, though? Besides, I dont like wearing shorts to sleep," Hanna laughed, seeing her in the loose beige shorts and shirt.

"It's a trouser," Sara yawned again, "Come sleep with me."

"That sounds so wrong in so many contexts," Hanna laughed, standing up, which made her earn a slap on the shoulder.

Hanna wasn't sure what she felt when she saw herself in the mirror in the clothes, but it definitely wasn't 'friendship' that led to that feeling.

They both knew each too well to know what the other liked and disliked and knew each other's deepest secrets or preferences— to the point that Hanna even knew that Sara had a brand new set of favourite underwear that she'd never worn right there in the closet.

Hanna sighed and opened the door of the closet room, "Happy?" She asked while walking over to Sara, who was already in bed.

She hummed, barely awake while waiting for Hanna to get there. She raised her duvet, expecting Hanna to get in.

And she did helplessly, "I don't know if friends can sleep so close," she hugged Sara close, and she reciprocated.

"Then we don't have to be friends," Sara mumbled, "I want to be close to you."

Hanna didn't know how to feel.

She knew that Sara wouldn't mind her feelings, but she didn't know if she would be the same.

Hanna hummed a song for a while and reached for Sarah's phone at the side. She remembered the password being her own birthday and typed Sara's birthday.

It wasn't a big deal for them to use each other's social media for entertainment as long as they didn't mess with each other's posts or profile.

Hanna passed about an hour and a half before thinking of waking up the beauty sleeping besides her. She hadn't even moved an inch since she'd fallen asleep and it slightly amused Hanna.

"Sara? It's six in the evening, do you want to sleep some more? Do you have work?" Hanna asked, cooing her awake.

"Five minutes," She mumbled, "I have a day off."

"Do you want some ice cream?" Hanna smirked and opened an app.

Sara nodded against her silently.

"Wash your face and we can talk about something you like while we wait." She helped her sit up.

Sara refused to open her eyes ans wanted to flop back down on the pillow but Hanna asked around and hugged her.

"Come on drooling beauty, we'll watch the movie without falling asleep this time."

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A Threat, In Your Case.

Cupid is a bastard.

He'll shoot around arrows and tie people up.

Mess the relationships that were already going on.

He has all what he wants and does what he does for entertainment.

But that bastard leaves me out as if it's the only rule he's taken.

He'll say everything is fair. He'll say everything is for good.

He'll leave me out, that bastard, and preach for love.

Your arrow may forever be in vain in my case.

And hope you don't see me again.

Because I'll tackle you until I've played your game— and remember— a kiss is all it takes, in your case.

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Humble addition:

Characters that are bubbly as hell and patient for eternity but they snap once in a while in silence— either an anger outburst or a crying outburst. They'll wash their face and scold at themselves mentally for actually crying/being angry. Tries to hide any and all problems and overshares the good parts. Makes up stories or incidents that seem fun/normal but are non-existent or fake.

The complex thinking of "I might be hoing through a hard time but others have it more difficult" and then continuing to grovel through it until they fall bcz of exhaustion.

You know, when I see fictional characters who repress all their emotions, they're usually aloof and very blunt about keeping people at a distance, sometimes to an edgy degree—but what I don't see nearly enough are the emotionally repressed characters who are just…mellow.

Think about it. In real life, the person that's bottling up all their emotions is not the one that's brooding in the corner and snaps at you for trying to befriend them. More often than not, it's that friendly person in your circle who makes easy conversation with you, laughs with you, and listens and gives advice whenever you're upset. But you never see them upset, in fact they seem to have endless patience for you and everything around them—and so you call them their friend, you trust them. And only after months of telling them all your secrets do you realize…

…they've never actually told you anything about themselves.

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Dialogue Prompt #1

*after a huge mess was made by A*

Character A: *physically searching through chaos for something*

Character B: What the fuck are you trying to find now?

Character A: My will to live.

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Character Names With Personalities Girl Edition!!!!

This isn't anything too serious I just thought it would be fun!!!! Comment if you want me to do this for boys too! Enjoy!

Lilith- she is goth and a super sweet person. She also loves animals. She’s kinda giving Libby from The Inheritance Games. So we’re obviously giving her some type of cowboy small town romance.

Reverie- she is kinda laid back and has that “I don’t give a crap” attitude. She is really into nature. Maybe a brother’s best friend or enemies to lovers romance for her. Or both of those tropes. lol

Morana- she is super powerful and is kind of a ringleader of some sort. Probably into illegal stuff. Definitely a mafia protector romance for her.

Mallory- she is sort of a book worm. Maybe she writes poetry. I can see her as a blond. Possibly a fake dating romance for her.

Alivia- she goes by Livie. She's an artist and mainly paints abstract. Maybe friends to lovers romance for her.

Evelyn- she goes by Evie. she’s the rockstar girlfriend aesthetic. Does an amazing job on her makeup. She has chocolate brown, short, curly hair. Obviously a some type of rockstar romance for her.

Clover- she’s super smart. She’s giving burnt out gifted kid. I’m thinking academic rivals to lovers romance for her.

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There were a few things you hated— disorder, your father, commands, and blind dates with entitled people.

You were the daughter of one of the richest man in the country and recently back from completing your masters degree and two years of work.

You had spent your initial years in Asian schooling because of your mother who had to raise you until you were five.

When middle school ended, your father came back to your mother saying that his wife divorced him and he was ready to accept her and you.

You didn't like the sudden change.

Your mother didn't marry him, of course, because she had already married another man that she loved and was happy with.

He offered to pay for expenses and offered a job to both your parents which ended you up in the States for highschool.

You were uncomfortable how your 'father' kept meeting up with you for years even though he managed to abandon you and your mom for over 10-12 years.

You decided to go back to Asia for an architecture degree and worked for two years in a German and Italian company for experience.

You were sure you would be called back for some reason but you didn't expect it to be your 'father' becoming diagnosed with cancer.

You looked at the dainty watch on your wrist for the fourth time in the past thirty minutes that you had spent in the café.

You were on another blind date with some entitled rich guy or a rich guy's entitled son.

You weren't exactly against dating a guy or getting married this way, but you hated the attitude the 'classy' men had.

After your return and an anger outburst, your dad explained to you that your father came back late because he didn't know he had left your mother pregnant.

He felt sick of himself and was grieving too when his father revealed that he tried to keep your mother away from him. He didn't know if he was happy if he had a child or sad that he lost the love of his life and decided that the least he could do was take responsibility.

You realised for the first time in your life that he wasn't all that bad even if he was awkward.

Another chime from the café's door caught your attention, but to another dismay, it was a group of teenage girls.

You sighed and stood up, "I should be able to legally smack his face with a brick if I see him after this."

The taxi ride home was you just playing games on your phone and hoping that nobody called you after you reached home.

You stepped off and reached in front of your apartment when your phone rang, making you groan out loud.

You picked it up reluctantly.

"Hello? Is this Y/N?" His voice was basically static.

"Yes, this is a very frustrated Y/N." You mocked.

"I'm talking while driving— there was some trouble work, I had to work overtime, it was a mess—"

"Don't head to the café then!" You tried to stop him, "Slow down and turn towards your office."

"Um... if it's okay I can pick you up from where you are!" You could hear him better than before.

"Mister— were you speeding just now?'

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!

Alright I'll post a celebratory date short story.

I have something in mind so I'll see what I can do.

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She's the one I like

GL. Korean Workplace. Swearing. Smut with plot. Impersonating deaf love interest.

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Assistant Manager Kim Ryujin. She looked scary. Almost as if she would choke someone to death for looking at her a little too long.

Sure, she was dressed mostly in pyjamas, but she joined this winter— one month since joining. People tended to leave her out, but she didn't seem to care.

I looked above from my computer screen to look towards her cubicle desk. She wasn't there, but I assumed where she probably was— smoking or maybe out to buy cigarettes.

Her personality just screamed 'murder' and the fact that she was half-Australian wasn't any help.

Her looks were top notch and she probably knew it too.

There were only a few people who ever confessed to liking her. She was like a workplace celebrity.

I stood up from my chair and stretched, "I'll be back after a walk!" I announced to the others who nodded or smiled.

There was a smoking room in the company so I made sure to pass from there to check on her.

She wasn't there.

Confused, I went to the cafeteria in hopes of finding her there.

I was right about her location, but I wasn't so right about her personality, it seemed.

She was laughing with the cafeteria lady and drinking chocolate milk.

It was very different from her usual self. She looked beautiful. Her smile was pretty. Her laugh was enticing.

I walked over to the counter unconsciously and snapped out of the entrancement when the café lady walked over and asked if I was there for early lunch.

"Oh—No. No." I passed a nervous smile, "If you don't mind asking, I just saw her with the chocolate milk and wanted to know if we added it to the menu?"

She shook her head, "It's not on the menu. Maybe you could ask her?" The lady smiled back.

I looked back at her and saw her scrolling through her phone with the serene expression back on her facial features. The chocolate milk box crushed between her other fist.

I noticed that she was wearing the same grey hoodie that had little black cat doodles all over it. Her formal pants and shirt were basically non-existent under that huge blanket of a hoodie.

I walked over slowly, and she immediately looked over after I took a step.

"Hi!" I waved and walked over, "Where did you get the milk? If you dont mind me asking?" I mumbled the last part when I saw a slight frown on her.

"Convenience store." She stood up and left after a slight bow.

"That was... rude?" I mumbled and left scratching my head.

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"Company outing!?" Lee Hyejin was practically jumping next to me.

"Calm down Ms. Lee!" I laughed.

"I can't!" She was basically shivering in excitement.

We laughed in the break room while having some coffee.

The company outing was announced an hour ago and Hyejin couldn't sit straight since.

"Do you know what the first prize was last year? A villa stay in Bali! They said it was awesome!" Hyejin spoke with all her energy it seemed.

She was the youngest joining and somehow knew everything.

Ryujin stepped into the breakroom and suddenly everyone was silent.

She took a packet of salt and left without a word.

"What's up with her?" Park Baekwon pointed.

"Oh, maybe she's partially deaf." Hyejin spoke sipping her coffee, "She joined with me but she's far better than anyone who's worked for over five years!" All were shocked and Hyejin sighed, "She is used to American Sign Language but is learning Korean and Korean Sign at the same time."

"How do you know all that?" Baekwon asked.

"We talked in orientation and training but her girlfriend cheated—" Hyejin realised what she had spoken, "I shouldn't have said that..." She mumbled and started gulping her coffee in guilt.

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Ryujin waved at someone.

The man seemed surprisingly pleased and waved back with a few signs.

She was communicating with him.

Maybe I could learn sign language.

The rest of the day, different teams were doing different tasks preparing a good camping area and food.

I learnt something new about Ryujin— she has unbelievable stamina. She had been carrying stuff back and forth between the bus and the campsite with the others but didn't break a sweat unlike them.

The campsite was a little afar from the roads so the busses were parked in a resort where the chairman had booked himself a room for the night.

There was a rumour that the chairman was allergic to pollen, so he never stepped out of his car during camping or stayed at the nearest hotel.

"Flip the meat! You'll burn it!" Hyejin scolded and saved the piece in my hands, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing... just the few things I've heard."

Hyejin raised her eyebrow but continued working with the food preparations.

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After games and singing, there were two winners, Park Baekwon and Lee Hyejin.

They had won a month's vacation in Jeju.

Hyejin was over the moon, "Month's work and month's vacation!? I wish the company did these outings every day!"

Baekwon was ecstatic too, "When was the last time I partied!?" He cheered and went to drink with the other men.

I saw Ryujin sitting at a bench and typing away continuously at her screen with an angered expression.

I walked over, and like usual, she noticed me from afar. It was hard to believe she was partially deaf.

"Why did you not participate?" I asked, "You seem pretty athletic."

"I didn't want to go to Jeju." She replied simply.

"I heard you are partially deaf," I smirked after seeing that she had no hearing aids, "But you seem fine to me."

"What if I want something else?"

She fiddled with her ears and stood up, "I dropped them it seems." She sat back down, "I'll be direct— how much money do you want to hide this fact?"

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It seemed that Ryujin wasn't someone ordinary at all.

She was the Chairman's younger granddaughter— the one who had been rumoured to have rebelled and ran away to her maternal aunt.

"What else do you want to know? Hmm?" She hummed against my neck.

"How far will you g-go!?—" Her sudden bite at my neck took me off guard, making me moan.

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Sure

F!y/n x girl(?), GL smut, practice draft so bear with it. Cunnilingus, reader giving, dom!reader, praising, reader is mean otherwise.

18+, GL, GxG

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You were famous for two reasons that people were afraid to mention.

You had always been known for being a mafia child. People were afraid to even mention your last name.

You weren’t exactly a 'mafia child' but you came from a family with deep connections and a long history of martial arts— the fact that half the country's business owners knew your father's company— it was security business.

Your family was like a mafia family except the fact that it was legal business.

Nobody knew the whole story but there were too many rumours and whispers when you started college.

You chose a silent life in highschool but were forced to go above and beyond after being a target for the school bullies— it was a minor crack in the wrist and they made it a big deal.

You sighed when a girl that sat beside you gasped after realising who you were.

She immediately changed places and went to sit in the farthest possible place.

You didn't know what was so intimidating about you.

The second reason people talked about you, however—

"Excuse me," A cutesy girl spoke, "May I?" She was talking about the seat next to you.

You two looked like opposite poles of the same world.

You seemed like an alien next to the white shirt, black skirt, and a black long coat with your black pants, a grey checkered shirt, and an odd leather jacket.

"Sure," You spoke nonchalantly.

She put down her expensive-looking coffee order on the desk and took out her iPad to take down some notes.

You noticed her baby pink headset around her neck that somehow went well with her outfit— like a signature piece.

The class went by as usual with you barely paying attention to anything and finally taking pictures of the board and leaving with your bag and taking out your earphones.

"Excuse me!" The girl from earlier rushed behind you, "Are you free right now?"

"Why?" You aked, plugging the cord of the wired earphones in your phone.

"I wanted to have a coffee with you!" She seemed excited.

"I'm sorry, I don't drink coffee," You started walking away, "Or tea." You said from a distance.

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The girl was persistent it seemed.

She sat next to you again and this time asked if you liked ice cream.

You weren't sure why you agreed but you were sure it was a reluctant 'yes'.

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"You said it was an ice cream date," you stared at her— skirt raised, panties gone, "And we're in your room now."

She tried to muffle a moan when you dived between her folds.

One of her hands in your hair, tugging lightly and the other gripping the bedsheets for her her dear life.

She gasped when you started using your fingers to stimulate her clit instead, "Y-Y/n wait— w-wait!" She supported herself up and tapped at your shoulder.

You moved away worried and sat up straight to see if she was okay only to see her hiding her face behind her hands.

"Was it overwhelming? Are you okay?" You asked.

"It's— It is my first— I've never—" she sighed, her chest heaving from the previous activity.

You felt something shift in you, "Do you know what they talk about me?" You asked while getting on top of her.

She slowly lay herself back, "You're from the mafia and that... you almost killed someone when you were having sex..."

"Both are false," you kissed her earlobe lightly, "Martial arts, not mafia and he wasn't 'almost' killed— he died."

She shuddered.

"It wasn't him I was having sex with— he tried to interrupt us." You smirked against her skin, "You got to be a good girl, now. Okay, darling?" You asked again.

She whined softly at the sudden old-fashioned nickname.

"Please," she whispered.

"Tell me if it's uncomfortable," you mumbled.

You made sure to go slow this time, keeping in mind to be gentle and that to make it a memorable first.

"Say princess," You looked down and unbuttoned your shirt, thowing it away, "Aren't you uncomfortable in all those clothes?"

She unbuttoned her shirt and slipped out of her skirt with a little help from you.

"Smart and beautiful, such a classic." You took the liberty to take off her bra.

You slowly and deeply kissing her while fondling with her breast made her go crazy.

There was not much you were letting her do when you had put most of your weight on her and were devouring her like no tomorrow.

You slowly went down kissing along her jawline and finally to her already hard nipples.

"Do you mind a hickey?" You asked in a whisper.

She shook her head to refuse.

"Words darling, words." You chuckled kissing the valley between her breasts.

"N-no," she breathed out.

You immediately started on a mark above her chest and she moaned.

You started going further down to tend to her needs. She kept squirming so you put a hand across her pelvis to keep her down.

You take a quick lick at her wetness and hum, "So wet darling? Do you want me to take care of it for you?"

"Yes— please—" she pleaded.

"Good girls get rewards."

You started lapping at her wetness, ravaging her. It was as if you were hungry for ages.

She moaned when your nose rubbed againt her clit.

You kept going until she became louder and louder, then finally tugging at your hair particularly harder than before and breaking down into throes of pleasure.

Her face was contoured with pleasure and it swelled your pride.

"I don't think I should be here any longer," You tried to get up but she pulled you back to her core.

"Again," she panted, still not completely back from her high.

"Sure thing, darling," you laughed.

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i love the moon

i dont trust her

i'm glad we have her

but i dont trust her

she fades away after promising to stay

comes back the same way

i love the moon

but i won't trust her

she borrows her light for me

she lies about it being her own

she comes back on fortnights

but start to slip again from my sights

she keeps facing me, smiling the same

keeping away the dark secrets behind that pretty face of hers

agonising it is,

that i,

still love her.

i love the moon. i trust her. i’m glad we have her

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Living a Life

I'm so tired of life that it's funny sometimes.

I want to experience everything but I can't take it at the same time.

Love? Wouldn't it be too early in this stage of life?

But oh the throes of passion one might have stored for the love of their life.

I've done things— henious crimes.

But if someone looks past them, I'm just trying to live my life.

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Writing advice from my uni teachers:

If your dialog feels flat, rewrite the scene pretending the characters cannot at any cost say exactly what they mean. No one says “I’m mad” but they can say it in 100 other ways.

Wrote a chapter but you dislike it? Rewrite it again from memory. That way you’re only remembering the main parts and can fill in extra details. My teacher who was a playwright literally writes every single script twice because of this.

Don’t overuse metaphors, or they lose their potency. Limit yourself.

Before you write your novel, write a page of anything from your characters POV so you can get their voice right. Do this for every main character introduced.

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That Wow!yn (jihyoruri tumblr) playlist.

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0iPuEmbxiL0JmG3lRsZWdM?si=O3MfkuSvSw6E_C0UdHFlnQ

❨ .˳⁺⁎˚ ﹏ ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ ﹋ ˚⁎⁺˳ . ❩˖ . the playgirl.

#✿! . . . group!- ive ( starship).

#✿! . . . birthday!- n/a.n/a.2002

#✿! . . .height!- 5’7

#✿! . . . mtbi!- INTP

#✿! . . . relationship status!- single | exs!- yuna, haewon, isa, winter

#✿! . . . family!- mom, step dad, little sister(nwjns!yn)

#✿! . . . traits!- insensitive, a tease, chill, quiet, confident, emotionally unstable

#✿! . . . close friends!- aeri (giselle-aespa), somi (soloist), keehoe(p1harmoney) , yunjin (lesserafim)

#✿! . . . brand endorsements!- vivienne westwood, calvin klein, nike, chromehearts, soju commercial spokesperson, tiffany&co

#✿! . . . fav artists!- chase atlantic, frank ocean, DPR LIVE, arctic monkeys, eyedress, mac demarco

#✿! . . . songs that describe her!- heartless (the weekend), heartbeat (childish gambino), mind games (sickick), daddy issues (the neighborhood), high enough (k.flay), slow down (chase atlantic), house of balloons (the weekend), nervous (the neighborhood)

#✿! . . . fav movies!- scott pilgrim vs the world, superbad, kickass, 21 jump street

#✿! . . . biggest dream!- have someone tattoo her name on their forehead

#✿! . . . most cherished possessions!- her star ring, her dirty vans that people all through her life have drawn on, her old walkman that used to be her step dads