#hopefully tumblr doesn’t eat the quality

[merlin-s-tea-fortress]

Remember to draw "How Romantic (I suck) " Lol

I rember <- liar

[mediumdevil]

watching someone/something die by/with ur dad… a wilson family tradition

[3v0ny]

HAHA IVE DONE IT! so glad I was finally able to sit down and draw omgggg T^T

anyways-

FIREEE! >:D

hopefully tumblr doesn’t eat the color and quality

[since-times-long-forgotten]

@aiko-kpwc tumblr ate your ask :( But anyways! You’d suggested I draw Yellowfang, so here she is! Scruffy old lady >:)

(please click for better quality) but wait, that’s not all…

I also drew the Three as Yellowfang/Bluestar hypokits! I’ve kept Jay’s name the same, but I renamed Holly to Juniperkit (for her blue instead of green eyes), and Lion to Stormkit! I tried to stay accurate to genetics, so Lion/Storm has unfortunately lost his golden fur, which is why I renamed him lol

possible spoilers for power of three & yellowfang’s secret & bluestar’s prophecy under the cut, plus lots of writing!

In this hypothetical world, we have a few options. Option one: This litter follows Yellowfang’s litter’s path, and Jaykit and Stormkit take the place of Wishkit & Hopekit, thus dying at birth. Juniperkit takes on the role of Brokenstar, going all evil-murder-cat, but in a different way than Broken. Maybe she takes the warrior code to higher levels, or maybe she discards it. Possibilities are endless! Jayfrost, Juniperfall, Stormfang?

Second option: the litter follows Bluestar’s litter’s path, with Stormkit taking the place of Mosskit, and Jaykit & Juniperkit taking the place of Misty & Stone, being taken to ShadowClan. ooh wait, maybe we can mix stories…

Juniperkit, Jaykit, and Stormkit are born into ThunderClan by their mother Bluefur. All three kits survive their birth, and Blue brings them to ShadowClan to live with their other mom Yellowfang, who has to give the litter to Lizardstripe (just pretend timelines make sense). Lizardstripe is in a super difficult position— she doesn’t want kits, never really did, but got pregnant, and now three more kits are being forced upon her by the Clan leader Raggedstar. She’s not a good mother, and honestly who can blame her? Well. The majority of ShadowClan can, I guess. But then Storm and Jay die from a sickness, Juniper blames Yellowfang and Raggedstar— Yellowfang for not healing her brothers, Ragged refusing to let Yellowfang treat Storm and Jay because they were too far gone. The ghosts of Jay and Storm kind of follow Juniper around, and they stay kits whilst Juniperkit grows to an apprentice, and then a warrior— Juniperfall, perhaps? She discovers she has a power (instead of Jay&Lion having powers and Holly not, now Juniper has powers & Jay&Storm don’t) to… idk, see the dead? Fade into shadows/go invisible? Juniper is super protective over young cats now, but also has a grudge against Ragged and Yellow, due to her brother’s deaths. She becomes deputy, then kills Raggedstar by making him eat deathberries (👀 deathberries… woah… haven’t seen that before I’m sure… (looks at Hollyleaf and Leafpool) ). But after killing him… she can no longer see Jay and Storm. She can see other dead cats, but her brothers have left her. They are afraid of who she has become, and honestly, it scares her too. She becomes Juniperstar, and tries to fix her wrongs, but in a way where she actually is being kind of evil, but has a reason for being evil, protective, etc etc, stuff like that. She steals kits to raise them in ShadowClan to be safer, trains them from a younger age so that they’re stronger sooner and hopefully won’t die young (this backfires at a few different points probably). Alright that’s all I’ve got!

[prodshima]

love language scenarios 𖤐

warnings: i wrote this a couple months ago and i just realized that it doesn’t really fit their languages but i’m too caught up to rewrite the whole thing :(

pinned: just cute scenarios of 2 of my baby boys that’ll hopefully get me out of writer’s block :) also, is haikyuu tumblr still alive? lol :p

click here for: part two

ATSUMU MIYA - physical touch.

“baby, where are you? i’m home” atsumu drowsily calls out from the front door, kicking his feet out of his shoes before hastily hanging his coat on the rack when he hears you call out his name

with fast strides, atsumu rushes to the bedroom and shoves the door open, his heart immediately melting at the sight of you all cozy in his shirt. you look so cute and he just can’t help but jump on you to bury himself in your warmth (which he’d been looking forward to since he left for work at 7 in the morning) —oh how he missed you so so much.

“hi there my baby, how was work?” you ask him as you run your fingers through his hair gently, untying the knots in the process before bursting into muffled giggles when he lets out a groan

“ ‘s okay but i missed ya” atsumu whispers and glares at you teasingly when you tell him that the both of you just spent the whole weekend together, he knows it’s true but he doesn’t care.

as a comfortable silence envelopes the bedroom, atsumu peppers feathery kisses on your jaw, soft sighs leaving his lips when your gentle hands stroke his cheek in circles, suddenly feeling overwhelmed after facing a lifeless computer for almost 16 hours

“wanna have dinner, tsum?” you ask him after a few minutes of silence, suddenly remembering that you prepared a small meal for him to eat because you figured he hasn’t eaten yet

but you’re weirded out when silence envelops the room so you look down and there welcomes you your boyfriend lying on your chest who’ve never looked so fragile with his head resting on your chest, his legs tangled with yours, and his arms wrapped around your waist

“i love you so much, tsum” you whisper as you feel your own eyes closing as well, the both of you left to enjoy each other’s warmth, finally letting the night past.

TSUKISHIMA KEI - quality time.

for someone like tsukishima kei who’s used to always spending his free time studying before he came across you, he cherishes every moment the both of you spend together because he knows he’s not good with his words— whether it’s spent on little dates, staying at his dorm and snuggling while watching cliché movies, or even just listening to music together, it’s a thing he’ll never admit it though.

“tsukki, wanna walk me home?“

tsukishima turns around to you batting your eyelashes in attempt to “lure” him to walk home with you— he thinks it’s kind of stupid though because you know he’ll do even if you don’t ask him to, he’d never make you walk home alone this late in the afternoon especially knowing that you’re tired from all the lessons you had to take in 

and of course also due to your hectic schedules kicking your asses these past few weeks as finals come to a close, the both of you don’t see each other much in campus except during lunch breaks

“of course i have to, i don’t trust you enough to walk alone” tsukishima says with a fake sigh as he looks forwards, avoiding your eyes, but you decide not to tease him any further about how he just won’t admit that he wants to be with you just a little longer but instead, enjoying this side of him

as the both of you walk together silently with his earphones shared, listening to the playlist he made for you, well that he denied making, his hand suddenly grabs yours hastily, but still somewhat gentle and buries it in the pocket of his hoodie, catching you by surprise and pulling you closer to his side

you can’t help but smile at him sheepishly, that of course goes unnoticed by the tall man, judging, he looks at you with an eyebrow raised all while trying to keep his own unfazed aura because he knows exactly what’s running on your mind

“what are you looking at? hurry up, we still need to study when we get home” he scoffs softly, attempting to remove your hand from his but you don’t budge, gripping his hand tightly as you gaze at him in surprise

“huh?! are you staying with me today? you’re not going back to your dorm, tsukki? tsukki? tsukki !” you whine, swaying your hands together as he grins widely, turning around to leave a quick peck on your lips and pinching your cheeks together

“yeah, i am so get used to it because i’ll be doing it a lot more”, he admits and you tug his arm lightly, smacking him as you repeatedly ask what he meant by that

this is perfect, he thinks.

yeah it is.

© all works belong to @prodshima — don’t plagiarize, copy, modify, or claim my works as your own.

[dearembraced]

KH OC WEEK DAY 2 - PAST - @khoc-week

See no sloth, hear no envy, speak no wrath

I’m uploading this badly cropped version from mobile cause I wasn’t able to properly save it out before I had to rush to get ready for work - I’ll update this post with the colored and properly saved version later but for now I want to ramble. NOW UPDATED WITH THE PROPER VERSION!!! Hopefully tumblr doesn't completely eat the quality

The firsts have no past before the unions. What I mean by that is that they didn’t exist before then quite literally. The master of masters created them to be the final tests for the foretellers to become keyblade masters. Each one of the firsts represent the sin that the foretellers are named after as well as just in general their worst traits.

With Cecil - they represent Aced’s hesitation to trust others and that when he is out in a leadership position- he doesn’t always make the correct choice right away. When Cecil was made - they actually weren’t fully formed, part of their body is simply like a black void due to being sloth and being even too tired to pull themselves together. They have the rockiest relationship with their master probably, but Aced does care for Cecil in a strange way.

With Saorise - she represents invi’s inferiority complex. How she jumps to conclusions without properly communicating - how she also hesitates to trust others. Saorise HATES Invi, mostly because saorise knows Invi could be so much better than she is but she just is settling for sticking to her role and nothing else.

With Kage - he represents the emotions that Ira locks away, mostly his anger and frustration towards not being able to stop any of the events within the khux story. Kage could barely speak a word when he was made, literally just a blind ball of rage until ira managed to calm him down and teach him how to speak properly- it’s the reason kage respects him so much and is known as ‘Ira’s shadow’ and ‘Ira’s wrath’

They could considered more akin to unversed than to any other creature within the series. As the story progresses towards the keyblade war, they actually become vessels for their unions ‘sin’ - for example cecil absorbs the hesitation from the Ursus keyblade wielders- making them roaring to go at any time and ready to face any fight. Invi aborbs the envy from her wielders - making them work better together as a union and collecting more lux at a rapid pace. Kage absorbs the wrath from his wielders - making them calm and collected and able to take on even the toughest of heartless with ease.

When the keyblade war finally came- they all became ‘blinded’ by their sins and transformed into monsters. They are partly responsible for the amount of deaths that happened during the war and they can infact still be found in certain areas of the keyblade graveyard (I plan to design all their blinded forms later)

[eliothedud9000]

hopefully tumblr doesn’t eat the quality cuz it is for me rn (I’m not wearing my glasses tho so it could just be my shit eyesight)

did some little doodles and brush tests

also the colored out area is confidential (for now)

finally found my groove with brushes I think. I modified some and I think I’m happy with who’s they look and I plan to continue using them

[tiralour]

greetings!! hello!! welcome to tíralour!!!!

i thought i’d make a pinned post. heart. ❤️

my name is lord (they/them), and this is my oc side account. my main is @lordcoolington. im an artist and writer—i hope to make webcomics someday (about my world, tíralour!). below are various tags to help you navigate tíralour, o weary traveler.

(i intend to finish a caard which will have my other socials as well as a link to a quick explanation of my stories and characters. that caard would go somewhere here. unfortunately, it’s not yet done, so i trust you to learn everything you need from dumb tumblr memes. ignore our dust.)

here is where i put my various thoughts regarding my stories! it’s mostly reblogging tumblr posts i find entertaining with oc tags, but i’ll also put the occasional important note here. i also hope to start putting doodles and—maybe, in the future, notifications about webcomic updates. hopefully.

also, i’ve just discovered i can put music here. here’s a song i personally like: for you to listen to, if you so choose (you have free will! congrats). it’ll make this big ole’ post less scary, pinky promise.

my tags are grouped by story! they’re further separated by character—plus there’s some unique tags, like for canon lore, worldbuilding, or aus.

character/story tags:

#hell versus you

#rolfor sarapis

#rue al-farouq

#lady hannya

#rolfor and rue

#deadmann’s ocean

#quill of the voidagers

#cameron murkeywaters

#captain angelica calamai

#the voidagers (the cap’n, cam, & quill)

#boscage

#argos

#boscage and argos

#lord baird

#deirdre ansari

#ares

#angelica and deirdre

#errandquest

#morgan murphy

#alan halloran

#morlan

#seymour of aphelion

#casey of aphelion

#seymour and casey

#samira of the stigmata

#anh hoa thúy

#sasha murphy

#wu muyang

#miss fausto

#anarchy beta delta (sam, anh, sash, muyang, & fausto) ((name may be subject to change))

other tags:

#astrapantheon (concerning my gods.)

#tíralour (general tíralour tag)

#tíralore (worldbuilding tag)

#canon lore (canonical lore with no lies, deceit, or twists in it. usually doesn’t need additional context. eat up, buddy.)

#art tag (art tag. for more high quality art please check my main—i’ll likely only put quick doodles and bonus content here).

a final note; my inbox is always open for questions, comments, suggestions, or just to chat. cheers, and thanks for checkin’ this place out! may the stars shine upon you!

[my-writings-and-musings]

congrats and filling out all those requests! hopefully the tumblr inbox doesn't eat this one while the new requests are flooding in ;)

i love hearing different writers opinions on things like this, so for ratchet, rodimus, and swerve, what's their favorite thing about their human s/o? it can be qualities, or even physical traits-- it's up to you! i hope this ask made sense, thanks 😊

Thanks!!

Ohoho let's see what our lover bots think...

Ratchet

Though it's a little funny considering he's a medic, Ratchet truly does love for what's on the inside, because he knows at the end of the day we're all just moving parts of various shapes and sizes. It's with this mindset that he comes to favor his tiny partner's passions. Whatever you're invested in, he just wants to hear you talk about it. Commitment to a craft or a cause may be beyond him if he doesn't see the appeal, but he still wants to hear why you love it the way you do, and he's especially driven to see you progress in it. You doing the same for him will bring a smile to his face every time, because he's accustomed to going unnoticed in his profession. But being with someone who knows how hard he tries and doesn't just stay because they're sick... Well, it makes his spark skip a beat or two.

Rodimus

Anyone with eyes can see that Rodders enjoys living life a bit on edge, but he really appreciates the small things too, and it's because of that he loves your ability to enjoy the little things in life. Whether it's the new polish he's using or a different decal on his board, he'll absolutely melt when you praise small things he's changed or trying out. Part of why he goes so hard in his adventures is because no one notices details. Thus, with you, he's actually able to go slow and not feel like he's going to be overlooked. Hearing you remark on small things you've noticed in the crew could occupy him for hours on end, and it has on more than one occasion.

Swerve

Ever struggling with feelings of loneliness and inadequacy, the barkeep of the Lost Light could say many things about the person to bring joy into his life are his favorite, but one feature does indeed stand out. Swerve can't comprehend it, but you make him want to be better. Something about being with you just gives him the drive he needs to face the inner feelings that have always plagued him. Maybe it's your own incredible resilience, or how you motivate others so naturally, or perhaps it's just how you're so all around brilliant he wants to make life brighter for both your sakes. For the first time, he's acknowledging his exceptional intelligence and sharing his gifts more freely, all thanks to you. Every day he works hard, and those nasty little voices get a little easier to ignore, and your pride at his progress only makes him that much more intent on being who he wants to be.

[lemonluvgirl]

Hello! First off, love all your stories, including PMB and your BBBF and GC. When do you think you'll be able to update Golden Cages again? I've missed it so much! Thanks!

Hi! Thank you so much for reading my stories!! It's always very encouraging when someone expresses an interest in my writing!

I have actually been trying to work through the next chapter of Golden Cages for quite a while (5 months or so) and I kept getting stuck. 😔 But the other day I had a Skype session with my wonderful beta reader, Simone Snickers and we worked out a few things. So there's been progress on detangling the plot knots 🪢 that have been plauging GC.

And since you asked so nicely, I'm just going to be straight with you. I have actually been trying to finish PMLB first since there's like 7 chapters or so left for that fic. (While GC is only about half way through) That and I got distracted by a few writing ask prompts people sent me here on Tumblr and wrote a lot of short stories because I have impulse problems when it comes to everlark. That and there was a lot going on in real life that severely constricted my writing time and creativity. (Work, problems at work, over time put into work, etc.)

Having said all of that... I have just recently fulfilled many of my writing obligations and will be getting some time off from work soon because it's summer yay! Hopefully that will allow me to make progress on all of my works in progress including Golden Cages. I hesitate to post anything for that story because it's so near and dear to my heart and I want to make sure whatever I post is good quality. But, this long rambling answer is coming to a close, so thank you again for your continued interest. I have a few future snippets from future GC chapters I'm gonna drop here at the end to make up for everything.

GC snippit from future chapter: (this is still a rough draft FYI) 

(Peeta POV) 

There is a bitter empty feeling in my chest as I watch her on the screen, dancing with someone else who looks almost exactly like me. 

It burns into a slow, helpless ache that hollows me out and leaves me feeling like a shell. 

I keep telling myself not to react, not to lose it, but it's impossible. All around me dinner has come to an abrupt halt, as everyone in the mess hall watches the scene unfolding with rapt attention.

My hands are visibly shaking, as the velvety texture of her voice floats out from the screen and wraps itself around my brain. Her voice haunts me. Everytime I hear it it's like my body doesn’t remember that she’s hundreds of miles away. I’m tricked into feeling like I could just run to her if given half the chance. My heart pounds, and I have to fight the urge  to bolt out the door, or towards the tv. 

It hurts to see her, dressed up like a doll and passed between the two men. 

I have no idea what she’s going through right now, or what happens to her when the cameras aren’t rolling. Just the thought of anyone hurting her makes me go blind with rage. And yet with the performance she’s being forced to give, and the way the two men are looking at her, it is clear what Snow wants people to think. 

But I can’t look away. I almost can’t breathe. Not until they finish the song. 

And then he’s kissing her. Full on the lips, and she’s stiff as a board. Until she isn’t. And then his hands are all over her. I’ve never wanted to absolutely rip someone apart with my bare hands, but right now, I could do it. I could do it and not feel an ounce of remorse. I could do it and sleep like a damn baby afterward. 

When his hand slips down to cup her ass, everything inside me freezes up. The tension inside my body is unbearable, finding no outlet for the rising tide of fury that eats away at me as I stare and stare at the screen. 

I will fucking destroy him, I vow. I will beat him to a bloody pulp and then some. Until he can never use his hands again, or his lips. Him and every other worthless son of a bitch that has ever put their hands on her, to cause pain, or fear.  Until they are nothing but an unpleasant memory that I will soothe when she is safe in my arms again. 

The anger, and the desperation is so thick in my throat that I make a choking sound because of the increasing pressure. All around me I can hear stirrings of alarm, anxious whispers of worry. People are staring at the image of her stunned and horrified face that the Capitol camera people aren’t quick enough to cut away from. 

Or maybe they stay on the close up of her face on purpose, out of some sick and twisted enjoyment. I watch as she stumbles away, and falls back against the chest of the dark haired man. The one who looks like Gale. He puts his arm possessively around her. 

I look over to see the real man in question, sitting with his siblings and mother. Gale’s face is like a hurricane of anger, dark and swirling with barely contained emotions. 

He is not the only one. I look at Haymitch and Deen beside me and they wear similar furious expressions. Prim, who has been trying her best to appear unaffected, is now crying openly. Two lines of tears run down her angelically sweet face and I forget my anger, and move to comfort her. But Deen beats me to it, turning in his chair and wrapping one arm around her slim shoulders. She turns to weep into his shirt and I swallow the thick emotions building in my throat. The other victors that sit with us also look sickened and slightly panicked. Annie in particular has tears in her eyes and casts me such a pitying and knowing look that it hits me like a rock to the chest. 

 It's the empathy in her eyes that gets me. 

Because Annie loves Finnick. Who’s been sold over and over again for years. How many times has she watched the man she loves in the arms of another on the screen? How did she cope with knowing that all of it was against his will? And how has she not gone completely insane yet? I certainly feel dangerously close to falling apart completely. 

 I can practically hear Snow taunting me. Look at what I can do to the person you love most. Look at how helpless you are. You think you’re safe and protected in District 13. But you’re not. I can get to you anytime I want. I can hurt you. I can make you bleed. I can drive you mad. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

...

So yeah, there’s a little bit of proof that GC is alive and relatively well in my heart dear reader! I shall make more of an effort to get the next chapter out as soon as I get some more free time! Hope you liked this snippit and sorry for the super long answer! 

[unicornprincessinthetardis]

Update: I’ve been able to upload Nowhere Boys: the Book of Shadows at last! The link below still works, so now you’ll find all 4 series/seasons plus the movie there. There still aren’t unfortunately highest quality versions of S4, but as I said that’s alright, the versions available are good. And it’s still okay to share these posts and the link.

I had to get the movie from a different source than the episodes, and although it’s still high-quality and mostly HD, there are a couple of places where the quality drops a little or it behaves slightly strangely (fewer since I edited it!). The subtitles for book of shadows are heavily edited by me, colour coded by speaker (or the main/more important characters anyway) and I used non-standard colours to do a colour per speaker, and it might be that this makes them less useful so if this is the case, please let me know and I’ll make a version without colours, or at least with only standard colours. I also don’t know if the colours will even show up, depending on what player you’re using (they only worked for me in vlc player and the embedded player in the subtitle editing programme I used).

(Redo 1 of the Nowhere Boys drive link addition to my last Nowhere Boys post as a separate post in hopes at least one version will find people because the reblog doesn't show up, this one with the link)

If anybody in the Nowhere Boys fandom (or otherwise, it's a good show) hasn't seen some or all of Nowhere Boys and would like to, or has seen it but wants to have the episodes to keep, I now have Series(seasons) 1-4 uploaded to a Google Drive (and I'm working on Book of Shadows/the movie, there's a folder for it but it's not in it yet, it will be when I can get everything sorted with it). Here's the link (hopefully Tumblr won't eat this post):

Nowhere Boys

If this post does get eaten, there will be another post without the link and people will have to message me for it, I guess. Or if there's enough demand I could post it in my bio or something?

Also, if the post doesn't get eaten and people actually see it:

it's okay to reblog this post (and the other versions) if you want/think it will find other fans (or I guess share the link without my post, I'd appreciate if you'd please let me know if you're doing that but obviously I can't make you).

for reasons unknown to me, the video quality of series 4 (apart from episode 1, weirdly, which is as high-quality as series 1-3) is a bit worse than the previous series even at maximum, although still very watchable. If they (by which I mean the BBC because I've got the main series from the iPlayer) do ever post better versions, I'll get them and replace the current ones, but as it is, those are okay and certainly better than nothing/some other sources.

I've included the (English) subtitles with everything, in case anybody else wants them (just .srt files at the moment, although I think I could maybe also get different file versions, like .ttml, if that's wanted/needed for translation/whatever other reason).

I did this for a Twitter groupchat of fans (not very active anymore but if anybody wants to join we'd be happy to welcome you), but I thought it might get to a slightly wider audience here and it wouldn't hurt me to offer it to more people.

[coloredtoxins]

testing screentones uwu hopefully tumblr doesn’t eat the quality

[falsegoodnight]

Hi Ris! First of all, I want to tell you that you are such an incredibly talented author and I enjoy your works so much. I'm curious as to how could you write a lot in short amount of time? I mean, can you explain a bit about how do you plan your fics, if that makes sense? Sorry to bother you, have a nice day❣️

hi!! ahh thank you so much!! i’m so glad you enjoy my fics! <3

so for your question, i got a bit carried away so i’ll be adding a cut so you can read more! 

just a quick ramble:

first of all, i just want to say that there’s going to be people that write really quickly and people who take more time to write but that difference doesn’t have any holding over one’s worth as a writer or anything like that! in other words, there’s nothing wrong with taking your time when writing a fic/story so i hope you keep that in mind and don’t be too hard on yourself when you’re struggling! every writer is different - it’s the same as how some writers have tons of ideas and some only get a good idea once in a blue moon or how some writers can write dialogue or a different element of a story easily and others can’t. it’s just a characteristic and not a representation of your success/achievement!! 

that little bit is hopefully unneeded but i wanted to include it just in case!!

anyways, even though speed is relative to your own person and it’s different for everyone - there are factors you can control!! and you’re right in that planning is one of them!! if you have a detailed outline (or basis for how the story is going to begin, progress, and then resolve at the end then you’re going to have less struggle when it comes to writing the story because you know what you’re characters are striving towards!! obviously, some writers don’t use outlines and i can’t speak for anyone because this is what’s worked for me but it has helped me a lot so if you haven’t tried an outline before, i’d definitely recommend doing it at least once!

i’ve talked about it before but my outlines tend to be super detailed!! once i get a basic idea of a fic, i like to delve as deep as i can into the characters/plot/world. the first thing i’ll do is type out my idea in full detail so i don’t forget anything important and so i can see it all in print. then i’ll usually make some character profiles for each of the main characters (usually just louis and harry but sometimes i’ll include small ones for side characters!!)

an example format:

louis:

- age: 

- job/career: (if they’re in school or it’s a fantasy/paranormal then this could be something like ‘student, english major’ or ‘witch’)

- background/history: (everything important to the story but also a lot that’s not dhjdk)

- positive traits:

- negative traits:

- character growth: (if i want to include character development, i always write that down!!)

then i begin my scene list which is basically a numbered list of every scene that takes place in the story!! it’ll usually start with a beginning scene, maybe a few scenes i know will take place somewhere in the middle, and also the ending scene (which is typically one of the first things i figure out when outlining the story!) and as i get more ideas and dive deeper and deeper into the story, this scene list grows longer and longer! some scenes are more outlined than others depend on how self-explanatory or complicated they are!

it’s also important to note that outlines are fluid, in that you can tweak/change them anytime you want! even when you’re 3/4ths of the way through a story and you decide you don’t like the ending you initially had and have a better idea! i can’t count how many times i’ve changed things in the middle of the story!!

having a super detailed scene list helps me know exactly what’s going to happen in a scene so i can just write it instead of spending time trying to figure out what’s going to happen in this scene while i’m in the middle of writing it!

and if i’m writing a fantastical/paranormal world, then i also always write down every detail of the worldbuilding that i want to include in the story - but also a whole lot of information i don’t end up including! knowing your story and your world is KEY to writing something quickly!! 

i could go way more in detail if you wanted but i won’t ramble this time!! if you want more insight into outlining, i’d be happy to do a longer post one day (i already plan on it actually - i’m just lazy haha) but basically, planning has definitely had a huge impact on my writing productivity! 

it doesn’t work for everyone though!! so here are some other things that contribute to my productivity:

- finding as much time as possible to write

as a full-time student with a part-time job and other responsibilities and just a life in general, it’s difficult to find time to write! but i try my best to carve out even just ten minutes per day to write and when i get that time, i take advantage of it. i think we all know that there’s time in our days that we usually just let get away from us - whether that means scrolling through social media without actually retaining anything, staring aimlessly at the ceiling, or just sitting around and doing nothing - i’m not saying that’s a bad thing or anything (i do all three all the time) but i am saying that it’s possible to stop yourself from letting that time slip away and instead choose to channel it into getting down a few words! even if you only write eleven words, that’s eleven more than you had before!

it sounds a bit obsessive but here’s what i’ve been doing when i wrote my last few fics: waking up thirty minutes earlier every morning before class so i can start my day by writing (honestly this is one of my favorite things to do because it helps wake me up and also gets me feeling productive when i’m usually just groaning and complaining about exhaustion - ofc not everyone will be the same), staying up late to write on my phone while in bed (again, i have unhealthy sleeping habits so maybe this isn’t a good tip but the point is that i take advantage of free time hdjkdk), and my favorite thing to do to get out words quickly:

- writing sprints

this is honestly one of my favorite things to do whether it’s a ten minute sprint or an hour long one! just setting aside a time dedicated to getting as many words as possible on paper (don’t focus on whether they’re perfect, just write - everything else comes later!) is always beneficial to me!! i do this frequently!!!

setting goals also helps for goal-oriented people like myself!! well, goal-oriented and competitive people such as myself haha. i love a good challenge to reach a certain word count (or even a goal like finishing a certain scene!) so if you’re like me, this could help a lot!

- accountability

this one can relate back to the writing sprint/competition thing if you do a sprint with someone else (super fun!) and keep each other accountable!! you can even just tell someone close to you that you’re aiming for a certain word count in a certain time and then tell them to check in with you! the satisfaction of being able to tell this person that you succeeded rather than didn’t (once again, not that that’s a bad thing!) can be particularly motivating!

- incentives

again, if you’re someone like me who works on reaching goals and reaping rewards, then this could be really beneficial! rewards can be anything from candy (i used to let myself eat a sour patch kid for every 100 words i write and let me tell you, that really helped hdjkd) or letting yourself watch an episode of a show you want to see!! they can be big prizes for smaller chunks of words or small prizes for bigger chunks of words - it doesn’t matter!! just do whatever gets you motivated!!!

also:

- get rid of distractions 

i use sites like blocksite to keep myself from getting distracted by things like twitter/tumblr/youtube so i can focus!!! they have things like passwords so you can’t deactivate the block so if you have someone around you that can put in a password to make sure you don’t get tempted, taking advantage of that when you really want to get some work in is always good!

this is also something i do for assignments and other things in day to day life so just a helpful resource in general!

--- 

yeah so those are my main tips for writing a lot - do keep in mind that i’m naturally ambitious and also that i enjoy (or enjoy the results of) doing all of these things (even the harder ones!!!) but that may not be the same for everyone!! and not everyone writes as much or me, or even wants to in the first place! and that’s fine!

the most important thing to do is to cater to what you want. the goal you’re aiming for, the progress you want to make, etcetera. 

at the end of the day, progress is progress - no matter how miniscule it may seem to you!! and also, quality is always better than quantity in my opinion!!!

this is way longer than i intended but i really hope it helps even in the slightest and if anyone else that’s a writer sees this and wants to rb with their own input (or comment!), feel free!! <3

[maomaomeows]

Hairless Cat! S/O: Mao Mao

Request: your ask box seems to be closed on your tumblr, or at least I can't find it, so I'll drop my request here bfyudksbvfjdsvx- What if s/o was was a hairless cat? i think it'd be kinda interesting to see how he'd handle the whole 'hairless cats are ugly and mean' stereotype and stuff like how they get cold easier or can't be in the sun for too long without getting sunburnt. (sorry i rlly like hairless cats aaa) thanks-

[A/N: I'm back!! Sorry for the giant hiatus everyone!! Hopefully I should be posting regularly again! This was very fun to write, (I love hairless cats!!!) and I can't wait to fill the next request! I love you all so much. Thank you for all of the love and support <3 Anyways, under a read-more since it’s long!]

He’s had a lot of experience with all sorts of animals, so you’re not the strangest person he’s seen: not by a long shot. Not to mention, he grew up in a cat-dominated city. Some of his more distant family members are Peterbalds, as well! He has a very deep respect for hairless cats, and he has plenty of experience with them.

That’s not to say he views y’all accurately, though. At least, not at first.

He actually bows to you the first time you two meet. Hairless cats are typically royalty where he’s from!

He’s very confused when he looks up and doesn’t see you wearing gold jewelry, or bearing the traditional tattoos. It’s an... awkward few moments of eye contact. You don’t understand why he’s bowing, and he doesn’t understand why you look so... normal? Civilian-like? Why are you dressed so casually?

He follows you around for a little while out of habit. He thinks he has to protect you. You must be royalty in disguise, right? There’s no way a hairless cat is just another citizen! You have to be some sort of royal family member in disguise. Maybe you’re on a secret mission? Yeah, that has to be it! He follows you from the shadows, ready to protect you from danger at a moment's notice.

You eventually convince him that you’re just a normal cat and god, he’s embarrassed.

He thinks you’re really cool, honestly. There aren’t many furless mammals around, so it’s really cool to see natural skin. He views it as a symbol of strength and individuality.

Adorabat loves to paint on you since it’s easier to get the paint off! The little paint swirls stand out so well on your skin, and you can't help but giggle at the starry-eyed look she gets. It's like painting on a breathing canvass to her!

She got so excited when you mentioned tattoos and their significance in your culture: she likes to pretend she’s giving you pretty tattoos now!

Mao Mao loves the bond you two share. It makes him fall so much deeper in love with you. She's practically his kid, after all.

Mao Mao will absolutely defend you from bigoted folks. You look a little different from everyone else: so what? What’s their issue with that? Are they really so close minded that they can’t even fathom a different genetic structure? He gets really heated about it. He hates it when people judge you right off the bat, condemning you without getting to know you. He will throw down with someone over it, if you let him.

He honestly doesn’t understand where the “ugly and mean,” stigma comes from. You’re so kind...how could anyone perceive you differently? Why make such broad, negative generalizations about people they don’t even know? And you’re so pretty!

He loves how naturally social you are! You’re always someone he can come to when he isn’t feeling his greatest, and he treasures that so much.

He buys you a little parasol to help you weather the sun. It makes even more people stare, but honestly, it’s better than getting a sunburn! It ends up becoming a key piece of your aesthetic. Some people think you're a witch at this point. You don't bother correcting them.

The most embarrassing moment of your guys relationship was when you got up from the couch, only to reveal a small oil stain. Despite the embarrassment, you both had a big laugh about it. You remember the way he doubled over, laughing until he wheezed. He tried to stop himself from laughing by putting his paws over his snout, but once you assured him that it was, in fact hilarious, he took his paws away and laughed for ages. You laughed along with him despite the raging blush of embarrassment. It’s a very fond memory that really solidified your relationship’s trust. You ended up changing your diet that day anyways. Oily skin isn't fun, anyways.

He always picks at your food while you eat. He claims he’s just trying it, but it happens every night! He actually just likes the high quality ingredients he uses in your food.

He ends up switching his diet over to yours as well to make things easier. It makes him feel fancy, anyways.

He tries his hardest to get you to blush. He thinks it's adorable!! He loves how easy he can gauge his advancements as well. You can't fake a blush! And you can't hide yours!

He gets really nervous in the winter. I mean, he gets cold in winter, and he grows a whole new coat for it! He can’t imagine how chilly you get. He totally goes overboard when buying clothes for you. Most of your closet consists of parkas, scarves, and thermals.

Wakes up early to start the fireplace in the morning once winter hits.

He loves to give you forehead kisses. He thinks it’s cute when you flex your “brows” at him in response. He can’t help but snort at the patterns it makes, and he ends up poking you whenever you respond that way. It’s a sweet little inside joke.

He honestly thinks clothes fit you super well? Skin-tight stuff is mesmerizing. The way it clings so effortlessly to your frame, without a single hair marring the cling of the fabric...it’s incredible to him. He's enchanted.

He loves to hold you. The feel of fur on skin is weird, but it’s become a comforting feeling to him. He loves to trace little patterns on you when you cuddle.

Which is very unfortunate if you’re ticklish. His fur always seems to drag across your skin in a way that makes you giggle!! And he knows what he’s doing!! He’s so stubborn about it as well. He won’t stop until you call a time-out.

He smiles every time you yawn. He thinks you’re cute.

He wants to draw on you, but he has no artistic talent. He’s too shy to learn!! He hates not being perfect at first attempt, and well...art is a honed skill. He loves the idea of painting night skies on your back, and making sharpie tattoos for you, but it’ll probably never happen.

You can convince him to write on you, though! He does great calligraphy.

Sometimes he’ll write little poems on your wrist, or your sides. He likes to do this when you’re sleeping, for two reasons. A.) So he doesn’t get embarrassed or flustered about it, and B.) So you have a nice surprise when you wake up!

They’re short, but sweet.

He’s actually a really good poet! Most of the things he writes on you are of his own creation.

Beauty isn't seen by eyes.

It's felt by hearts,

Recognized by souls,

In the presence of love

Overall, he thinks you’re gorgeous. He won’t hesitate to defend you from bigoted people, and he’s always here to help you with any accommodations you may need. You’re beautiful. He loves you so much, and he feels so lucky to have you by his side. He’ll do anything for you!

[pumpkinpaix]

Something with Wen Ning and pretty much anyone else, for “you’re not very intimidating.”

Lan Jingyi frowns, circling Wen Ning with the critical eye of a connoisseur. Wen Ning dutifully holds his position awkwardly, hands held out in claws, face twisted into what he thinks is (hopefully) a terrifying expression befitting his reputation.

“It’s just—” Lan Jingyi sighs, then shakes his head.

“What is it, Lan-gongzi?” Wen Ning asks politely before he can help it, and quickly schools his features back into their previous arrangement. Or at least, he tries. It’s hard when he can’t see himself.

“You’re just not very intimidating,” Jingyi explains, with all the gentleness of a schoolteacher afraid to disappoint an eager student.

“Oh,” Wen Ning says.

“Not that you aren’t making a stellar effort!” Jingyi hastens to add. “Really—a nice touch, the uh—the way you’re holding your hands—I mean, well, it would work better if you hadn’t trimmed your nails—”

“A-Yuan helped me,” Wen Ning supplies, glancing over at Sizhui, who nods encouragingly. Jin Ling snorts, leaning up against a tree.

“Sizhui!” Jingyi scolds. “How is he supposed to scare people with well-kept hands?”

“Maybe he could roll around in some mud beforehand?” Ouyang Zizhen pipes up from where he’s sitting cross-legged on the ground, head propped up on a fist.

“I tried that before,” Wen Ning admits, straightening his posture and dusting off his robes. “I also used some grass.”

“Grass??” Lan Jingyi demands. “What’s scary about grass?”

Wen Ning shrugs. “Wei-gongzi didn’t think it was very scary either.”

“Wei-qianbei doesn’t think anything is scary,” Lan Jingyi scoffs.

Jin Ling snorts, even louder this time.

Jingyi glares. “If you’re not going to help, then why did you even come?”

“Who wanted to come?” Jin Ling retorts automatically. “You’re the one who made such a fuss and dragged me out into the woods for this nonsense.”

“It’s not nonsense!” Jingyi exclaims. “Look, it’s important that Wen-xiansheng maintains his reputation! What are people going to do when they find out the Ghost General is actually a meek, stuttering man with good manners? Who would probably serve you tea if you asked nicely?? Look, we can’t stand for that! He’ll be bullied!”

“If I don’t speak, they won’t hear me stutter,” Wen Ning points out. “I can still make the standard fierce corpse noises. That’s scary, right?”

“Yes! Yes, that’s scary!” Jingyi says, seizing onto this kernel with enthusiasm. “Let’s hear it!”

Wen Ning looses one of the guttural growls of the undead, the kind that roll out from somewhere unknown and bestial. They always surprise him on the way out, the way they seem to cling to the air and linger where they’re not wanted.

Lan Jingyi is, somehow, not impressed. “Hm,” he says.

“Not loud enough?” Wen Ning asks.

“The sound was fine,” he concedes. “But your expression didn’t match. Can’t you like, exude some black smoke or something? Turn your eyes red?”

“I think you have me confused with Wei-gongzi,” Wen Ning says.

“Maybe Ning-shushu just isn’t meant to be very scary,” Sizhui says, taking pity on him.

“Yeah, Jingyi, why are you so hung up on this anyways?” Zizhen asks.

Lan Jingyi sighs dramatically. “What is the point!! Of having the Ghost General as an escort on nighthunts!! If people find out that he’s actually just a really nice guy??”

“Is it a problem so long as he can still protect us when things go wrong?” Sizhui wonders.

“Sizhui’s right,” Zizhen agrees. “It’s not like he has to be scary to be strong.”

“This is a waste of time,” Jin Ling declares. “I’m going home. I’ll see you all next week in Qishan.”

“Jin Ling!” Lan Jingyi whines. “Jin-xiaojie!”

“Piss off,” Jin Ling says rolling his eyes. He whistles for Fairy, leaping onto Suihua, and zips out of sight.

“For someone so dramatic, you sure don’t have any sense of flair!” Lan Jingyi calls after him.

“Why don’t we just go back and have some tea?” Sizhui suggests.

“I just received a brick as a gift from my friends up north,” Wen Ning says, lighting up. “I’ve been meaning to see if I can brew it properly at home. Did you all want to try some with me?”

“Oh, that sounds good,” Ouyang Zizhen says, getting to his feet. “I’ve always wanted to try foreign tea.”

“I’ll have to get milk first, but I’m not sure it will work,” Wen Ning says. “The taste might be different.”

“We can go to Caiyi to see what they have,” Sizhui says. “I need to get supplies for nighthunting anyways.”

“That’s true,” Zizhen says. “I have a few things I need to pick up as well. Jingyi, are you coming?”

Lan Jingyi gapes at them. “This is exactly what I’m talking about! The Ghost General is going to serve us all some tea? I mean, that’s—ugh, fine!” He throws his hands up in defeat. “Fine! I can’t believe not one of you has any conception of aesthetic! No good taste for presentation!” He flings an arm around Sizhui’s shoulders. “You’re all absolutely hopeless! What are you going to do without my advice, I swear—” 


—


NOTES: 


(did u think I wouldn’t have any bc this is just a tiny tumblr ficlet?? think AGAIN—)

* I have a very idiosyncratic headcanon that wen ning after he and sizhui went to inter their family’s remains at qishan, he went and travelled all the way north into mongolia, where he ran with some nomadic tribes for a hot minute, made friends, and picked up archery again. that’s where he got the tea.

* secondary related hc: fierce corpses can taste (mildly), but eating doesn’t really do anything for them. wwx has, in the intervening years, worked on some talismans to improve wen ning’s quality of living, such as increasing sensation, reducing stiffness, pausing bodily decay etc. so wen ning can taste more now, though the whole “has to manually vaporize any substance he takes into his body” thing I described in wind&rain still holds im making it up as i go y’all


* basically, this takes place somewhere in the spring dawn universe, but it’s extracanonical silliness don’t mind me

* ALSO re: milk! milk DID exist in tang dynasty cuisine according to my very brief dive into wikipedia before it was later abandoned, so THEORETICALLY, they could acquire milk in china. i guess. maybe. IDK look. i tried.

(prompt list || other ficlets || ko-fi)