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[bothsidesofaquestion]

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“Say a prayer for me, help me to feel the strength I did.”

[urfriendlywriter]

How to write angst ?

@urfriendlywriter | req by @everynowandthenihaveacrisis @aidyaiden :)

know your character. from their deepest fears to what they cherish the most. know your deepest fear, ask yourself how you will react and feel at that moment. "oh shit, if this happened to me I'll lose my mind" what's that type of scenario for you? write it. :)

decide on the type of angst you are going for!

major, minor, physical, emotional, paranormal, spiritual, verbal, abusive, quarrel, misunderstanding, etc.

and then, decide on--what reaction you can take out of your character by doing what to them.

are they gonna be, held at a gunpoint to give something up? or have their soul wrecked by whom they thought were close to them? or is it going be horror, or etctec, decide on it.

moving on to actually writing it-

Tip 1 - Use sensory details.

her eyes brimmed with tears

his chest heaved

pain clawed at his heart, as his face twisted with hurt

his scream pierced my heart

her lips quivered

she dug her nails into her palms (to distract herself, to stop it from shaking, etc)

show what is happening to ur MC, instead of telling it.

Tip 2 - how to actually write it.

If they're panicking, make them notice too many things at once, show every detail that they're seeing, feeling, from touch, to that burning sensation on their eyes, the blood on the ground, that dryness of their throat, the buzzing in their head and their parted lips unable to trust their own sight, and--and, boom! have them register that they're really really in trouble. and that they've to act fast.

use short, very minimal type of writing for this. make it long, but not long enough that it feels like it's being dragged.

the readers should hold themselves back from skimming the page out of curiousity, they should be in their toes to find out what happens next.

what does your MC do in times of panic? do they chant calm down to themselves, do they get angry, or start crying.. or?? what makes your character genuinely feel an emotion so hard that they'll burst?

there's always something, someone that'll always give them love and easily can be that something or someone to take it away. yk.

Tip 3 - crying.

what is close to your character that u can deprive them of? will it make them cry? beg for it?

what will make ur character cry so hard, that their scream fills everyone's ear, stays in their minds like ghosts and always haunts them?

make a character who never cries, burst out with tears.

while writing crying, focus on the 5 senses, one after the other.

focus it on their breath, make them run out of breath, gasp for air, feel like they're being choked, cry so scrutinizingly. it shud punch the reader's gut.

have them replay what had just happened over and over again in their head

best books and writing styles (for angst) to analyse and learn from (in my opinion);

3rd book in the AGGTM series (yk it hit hard like a truck. it got me depressed in bed the entire time lmao)

Five Survive by Holly Jackson. The moments of red outside of the truck, and moments leading to it.

there's this book called " Warm by @untalentedwriter127 " in wattpad. the author served angst for breakfast, lunch anddd dinner.

and if there's more angsty ones, drop em in the comments! :)

Hope this helps, tag me when yall write a masterpiece! ;)

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝘀𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀

send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt, nsfw implied

[ dizzy ] sender kisses receiver until they’re both breathless and laughing

[ hush ] sender kisses receiver to keep them quiet in a tense moment

[ linger ] sender pulls back slowly from a kiss, savoring every second

[ mid-laugh ] sender kisses receiver right in the middle of their laughter

[ cover ] sender cups receiver’s face as they kiss, fingers gentle on their skin

[ spin ] sender grabs receiver mid-twirl and kisses them dramatically

[ sleepy ] sender places soft kisses over receiver’s closed eyelids

[ twitch ] sender kisses the corner of receiver’s mouth when they smile

[ secret ] sender kisses receiver where no one can see, hiding their feelings

[ collarbone ] sender kisses receiver's collarbone in a moment of stillness

[ silent ] without a word, sender pulls receiver in and kisses them slowly

[ saved ] after thinking receiver was gone, sender kisses them in relief

[ chilled ] sender kisses the cold tip of receiver’s nose to warm them up

[ jealous ] sender kisses receiver hard after seeing someone else flirt with them

[ hallway ] pinned against the wall, sender kisses receiver between hurried breaths

[ promise ] sender kisses receiver and mumbles a quiet vow against their lips

[ nap ] sender kisses receiver gently while they nap, not wanting to wake them

[ ache ] sender kisses receiver like they’ve been waiting forever

[ clumsy ] sender bumps noses with receiver, then laughs and kisses them anyway

[ blanket ] sender and receiver are wrapped in a blanket when they start kissing

[ forbidden ] sender kisses receiver even though they know they shouldn't

[ backseat ] sender and receiver sneak kisses in the backseat of a car

[ apology ] sender kisses receiver to make up after a fight

[ lipgloss ] sender kisses receiver and leaves a shiny smear behind

[ achey ] sender kisses every part of receiver that hurts

[ tease ] sender pulls back just before their lips meet, over and over

[ sinking ] sender kisses receiver while pulling them into their lap

[ sway ] sender kisses receiver slowly as they dance with no music

[ stars ] under the stars, sender cups receiver’s face and kisses them like a wish

[ balcony ] sender and receiver sneak out to the balcony for a stolen kiss

[ temple ] sender kisses the side of receiver’s head without saying a word

[ sunlit ] sender kisses receiver in the soft light of morning

[ please ] sender murmurs a soft 'please' between every kiss

[ familiar ] sender kisses receiver like it’s second nature

[ ache ] sender kisses receiver like they’re trying not to fall apart

[ thumb ] sender wipes a tear from receiver’s cheek before kissing them

[ flutter ] sender gives receiver a light, barely-there kiss that leaves them wanting more

[ crashing ] sender and receiver kiss like the world is ending

[ tremble ] sender kisses receiver’s trembling hands, calming them

[ chill ] sender pulls receiver into their coat before kissing them

[ tug ] sender tugs receiver closer by their collar and kisses them firmly

[ wrist ] sender presses a soft kiss to the inside of receiver’s wrist

[ slowburn ] sender and receiver finally kiss after holding back for far too long

[another-argo]

>>Open Starter<<

Ghosting

(c'mon, you didn't think I'd stay gone, did you?)

Argo's room had stayed empty for weeks after his death. Only a few people knew where his grave was; so some people took it upon themselves to put offerings in his room instead of on his grave.

It's been a few weeks- to a month or two. The wound still hurts.. but life progresses.

The strangest thing about that is.. any offerings that Argo would've VERY MUCH enjoyed.. disappeared. Any daggers? Gone. Sour candy? Gone aswell.

You think that it's just a coincidence. Maybe- maybe people are actually just bad at this whole offering thing! If Argo was still alive he wouldn't have accepted the gifts anyways.

Because of Argo's room becoming a public tribute, even some kids from camp have managed to slip in- maybe to pay respects, maybe to swear out the bastard one more time, maybe just to pretend they knew him better than they really did.

You thought the noise coming from Argo's room was another camper- or one of his adopted siblings- in there again.

But then there was a crash.

Then another crash.

And something deep- something dark inside you lights. Your immeadiate thought is Eris. Only Theo actually saw the dead body- maybe she didn't die.

You brace yourself for a fight before you open the door and see.. Argo.

Emotions flood you in a giant wave- looking at your dead friend- or enemy- or.. whatever Argo was to you. For a moment, you think it was all a bad dream.

But Argo.. doesn't notice you. He's enamored with this stuffed rabbit.. playing with it like a little kid. He's holding a piece of a wooden block in their other hand, unwilling to let it go.

Argo hums a small tune under their breath. Their hair has gotten longer- and the blonde has grown to be majority of his hair. His eyes are a watercolor of brown and blue now- and he just looks.. transparent?

Argo moves over to some more of the offerings. There are a million different bouquets- but he picks up one that Commodus left for him- tucking a flower into his feather crown.

They put everything down- except they put the wood block in their pocket.

They look at the many daggers that were left to them. Picking some up and inspecting them.

Argo still seems completely oblivious to your presence..

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT !

(Seriously, anyone.)

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[galahadsboy]

Muse: Rokk

Plot: Rokk doesn't understand how laundry works

Open to: Men, other heroes, friends, civilians, roomate

"I think this jacket may be the only thing that I have that's clean and I don't know where replace the clothes with clean ones" he said lying on his bed in only a grey hoodie unzipped to show off his nude body.

[unlicensed-field-medic]

-Open Starter-

[Will sits at his little desk in the infirmary, a desk covered in paper that looks wrinkled and folded and much less organized than the ones he usually makes nowadays, though they're still in his handwriting. The papers are stained with old blood from years ago, which is also different than the papers he usually is seen messing with.]

[There are also like three lamps in the room all turned on extremely bright and pointed right at him in contrast with the dark of night outside the infirmary as Will flips through papers, mumbling vaguely to himself, an opague water bottle by his side]

[He doesnt even seem to notice he has company in this room, less of a room and more just curtained off with dark light-blocking sheets]

(What do you do?)

Anyone can interact

Literally please I love any interaction

[carousel-anon-aka-alexander]

Open starter: Young Emperor (based in the future)

*Alex was now 22 or 23. He was still growing his empire but it was already quite larger then you would expect for such a young emperor. He was busy planning his next moves in a upcoming battle when you found him. Dark circles under his eyes from a lack of sleep and a slim frame from not eating enough. He also had a few of his old plushies sitting in his lap. He did not expect someone to walk in but he smiled as you did*

tags: anyone can interact! You can decide wherever your character is in this point in time! @just-a-mer @mini-assassin-osiris @the-great-emperor-commodus @thrpr0phetuseek @1ceyanonhasarrived @roselio-and-the-thorn

[asexxxualerotica]

Open RP Starter: Trade Negotiations

Vior’va huffed as she stepped off her ship’s ramp, the dense and humid atmosphere of this planet hitting her like a slap across the face. The Gue’la were certainly extremely adaptive as far as predominant species and races in the galaxy went, but the fact that they actively chose to live on such uncomfortable and—in some cases—inhospitable planets…she didn’t know whether to consider it a mark of awe or foolishness, and she doubted they could explain it to her if she asked.

It briefly made her question the wisdom of those who had sent her—though, not enough to dissuade her from continuing forward. After all, she had been the one chosen for this mission, to deliver the peace accords and broker a potential alliance and trade agreement with this sect of the Imperium of Man. She had been chosen for her talents and skills of persuasion, and she would not fail her people when they needed her. She would return with success.

Success, and more than a bit of sweat, she noted as he fanned herself and panted softly.

[forged-in-fire-and-brimstone]

open starter

You see a figure in the forest, lying down. They look like they're asleep, a rag is next to them (evidence of being cloroformed).

The person looks to be about 15, they have long, messy ginger/blonde hair. They have a multitude of scars and bruises.

They're wearing a stereotypical military school outfit.

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT

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[bothsidesofaquestion]

drabble | can turn into a thread | open for mutuals

It comes at night.

Heavy, cold, dark. The most pitch black.

It sits on his chest, suffocating him and, as he struggles to breathe he realizes he can’t move and as much as he attempts to open his eyes, nothing happens.

A inhuman shriek. He hears it loud within himself and, as he realizes it comes from within his brain his jaw locks, his neck tightens…

Heart beat, heart beat.

thump, thump, thump, in his eardrums…

Cold arms, wrapping around his body… Tightening…

Then.

Release!

He gasps for air, oh sweet sweet air! Sitting up in a quick jerk he coughs, inhales, eyes popping out…

He looks around in the dark. Nothing but the soft sounds of the night; he already knows the answer of this horrible condition of his but, as he places a hand on his chest he can’t help but wonder if it’s something else, more sinister…

Because it feels evil.

So, if this is only his body playing with his own self then… Why such evil feels so real?

He will never understand.

[chewingbatmanlikeasqueakytoy]

Why doesn't the justice league know about Amity Park?

Okay so it's been a bit sonce I watched the show but one of the things in DpxDC is the anti-ecto acts, which I love, but correct me if I'm wrong, I THINK ??? they only show up in reality trip? SO: What if Danny, when using the gauntlet to undo everything, also got rid of the Anti-Ecto acts? but this is babys first time editing reality so he uh Fucks Up A Lil'. As a result when Danny used the reality gauntlet to wipe the AEA from existence he accidentally wiped Amity Park from perception. A big 'nothing matters over here' jedi mind trick, and now no ones looking at Amity. So, the Justice League actually WERE looking into and monitoring the situation in Amity, but when the perception filter closed them off, all of that suddenly went ignored.

This is noticed when someone (Alfred, Dick, Tim, literally anyone) realises theres just. A BIG dusty pile of case files semi abandoned somewhere in the cave when going through a (time period)ly cave cleaning.

They put it down because it's Not Important.

They come back to finish the cleaning the next day and do the exact same thing, but there's nothing to actually distract them this time and it pings as weird. Because why would case files be not important? They are by definition important, because only things flagged as important go into case files.

They try to get someone else to read it, because as long as they don't read the information in the file, they don't put it down.

That person goes to read it, gets a line in and then says something like 'that isn't important' and goes to leave. Person A pushes it and person B ALSO catches on.

Que the Batfam trying to figure out hey, what the fuck actually?

Meanwhile, how is Amity fairing? Canon compliant everything's going alright? Or have knock on effects to No One Look Here started to show?

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐲

❝ you don’t have to change a thing. i love you exactly as you are. ❞

❝ i’m not going anywhere. ❞

❝ i see you, even when you think you’re invisible. ❞

❝ you don’t have to be perfect for me to stay. ❞

❝ it’s okay to need reassurance. i’ll give it to you every time. ❞

❝ you are enough. always have been. ❞

❝ i choose you. every day. every time. ❞

❝ there’s no one else i’d rather be with. ❞

❝ i don’t just love you, i adore you. ❞

❝ you’re not a burden. you’re my person. ❞

❝ i’m here. you don’t have to go through this alone. ❞

❝ even when you’re quiet, even when you’re scared, i still want you. ❞

❝ i know you’re struggling — and i’m still not letting go. ❞

❝ talk to me. whatever it is, we’ll get through it together. ❞

❝ i’d rather have you at your worst than lose you. ❞

❝ nothing you say or do will scare me away. ❞

❝ your feelings are valid. i’m listening. ❞

❝ you don’t have to earn my love. it’s already yours. ❞

❝ when i look at you, i see everything i’ve ever wanted. ❞

❝ i don’t want someone else. i want you. always you. ❞

❝ even on your bad days, you’re still my favorite. ❞

❝ don’t apologize for needing comfort. i’m happy to give it. ❞

❝ i love you more than i can put into words. ❞

❝ you’re not too much. not for me. never for me. ❞

❝ i’d never want to wake up next to anyone else. ❞

❝ nothing could make me stop loving you. ❞

❝ i know it’s hard to believe sometimes, but you matter so much. ❞

❝ you don’t have to prove anything to me. i’m already proud of you. ❞

❝ thank you for trusting me with your heart. i’ll protect it. ❞

❝ we’re in this together no matter what. ❞

❝ you’re not alone. i’m right here. ❞

❝ there’s nothing wrong with needing me. i need you too. ❞

❝ you’re everything i’ve been looking for. ❞

❝ even when you doubt yourself i never will. ❞

❝ you can fall apart with me. i’ll catch you every time. ❞

❝ you are loved. deeply, fiercely, endlessly. ❞

❝ i’ve never once regretted loving you. not even for a second. ❞

❝ you’re safe here. with me. ❞

[another-argo]

Open Starter

*●let me be normal●*

Things with Argo had been quiet, which.. isn't usually a sign that things will continue to be good.

Argo felt bad for causing trouble- he really did. Andrew didn't deserve this bullshit.

But- Argo didn't deserve the constant memories; the constant reminders that he's no longer himself. The monstrous claws- scars that he's left on himself on every inch of his remaining skin..

Argo was sitting on the roof of the palace; which.. probably wasn't smart- but it's fine.

He has a handkerchief next to him, coughing up black goo and blood- and occasionally bone/porcelain.

He also has candles lit all around him.

"Please- anyone who's listening... just.. I want to be normal. I will do anything to be normal-" Argo begs, clasping their claws together in prayer.

Suddenly, all the candles extinguish- Argo squeaks in fear.

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT

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[fightingthetoxicallegations]

OPEN STARTER:

"I bet you don't feel lighter." No, I don't feel lighter.

TW: Derealization, minor(?) injury

Theo's been dealing with some things lately, but he just can't think of any solution to any of his problems. He feels bad for it, for not being able to help, no matter how much he tries. Now that he's seen the state Argo was in when he left him in that cell, he feels... horrible as ever.

He had to shadow travel away, he couldn't stay with his brother any further. It was clear Argo didn't want him there, and he would respect his brother's wishes... most of the time. Once he made sure Argo was back in control and relatively safe — or at least knew he'd claim to be safe — he left.

Though, something happened when he was in that cell. The Death Mist surrounded him at one point, and refused to leave him since. He did manage to briefly rid his hands from it, but it was only temporary and he's not sure he can bounce back from this as easily as he though he could back when it all started. It's cold. Really, really cold.

You find him in the forest again, standing in the shadow of a tree. Though, it's... not really him. It's more so a cloud of mist, or at least it looks to be that. A cloud of mist in a vaguely humanoid shape, with... some unnatural coloration to it. Almost like human skin. What could convince some that it really is Theo are the greenish-red blobs visible on the cloud's form. Around where a human chest would be, and the most of them are around where the heart would be.

Taglist (ask to be added or deleted!!!): @the-great-emperor-commodus @another-argo @literally-tinker-bell @roryandthethorns @dad-left-for-the-milk @reyno-solis-real @reluctant-son-of-time @judas-of-eris @notaeoluschild @tearslikeacid

[worldsoflustandwonder]

A Couple's New Game (Open to Males or Females, MxF, FutaxF, FxF; NTR Warning)

Warning: This RP will have heavy focus on NTR, cuckoldry, and cheating. The role for the other person is the one being cheated on, with their knowledge or not. Please do not join if you don't wish to partake.

Sally smiled as she opened the door to the apartment she shared with her significant other. She had just gotten off work, and the nerdy redhead was eager to find her partner as she called [Y/N]'s name.

Once she found them, she rushed up and hugged them tightly. "Hey! So, I found something at work that I really thought we both should try!" she said, before thrusting a red game box in the other's face.

The box depicted three anthropomorphic adventurers, dressed in rather scant clothing and being attacked by a tentacled beast. It was almost erotic, not helped at all by the name "Lands of Luste; Erotic Fantasy Roleplaying Game".

"The shop had this in the back storage area, and I thought you and I could play it together!"

[nrcsfavoriteshrimps]

The Battle Begins

The campus grows foggy, like a smokescreen at the intro of a concert. In the sky at the center of campus, a figure can be seen flying around. The buildings and furniture begin to warp and distort, some of which turning into…props? For some sort of video game?

No people are hurt, however, as if the glitching is purposefully avoiding harming anyone.

Suddenly, a booming voice can be heard over the loudspeakers. 

“Welcome, one and all, to your new game! My name is Shiyuu, and I’ll be your host for this amazing adventure!”

The smoke clears, revealing Shiyuu above the school building. A tower is being rapidly constructed at the edge of campus, the surrounding area beginning to look like a final boss level.

“Each one of you will be fighting against monsters designed to stop you on your way to your ultimate quest, defeating the final boss! Defeating the final boss will put an end to this game, but watch out! The tower is heavily guarded! It’s up to YOU to save the campus! Good luck!”

After making his announcement, Shiyuu disappears in a poof of confetti.

Good luck, students.

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@your-favorite-journalist @krisling-crossroads-mod

@inotonline @night-raven-miscellany

@ramshackle-thorned-rose @official-nrc-prophet

@cryo-and-condescension @flying-bat-magic

@nrcbookclub

and whoever else :3

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