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amphiptere-art · 9 months

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A history of dragons, their culture in the locked door.

What the hell is the locked door?

Dragon culture has changed alongside it's history. So there are many versions of dragon culture and how it has changed. There are also many magical and physical abilities that dragons possess. Alongside species and elemental prowess. In order to smooth the reading process, and also to allow young users to understand.

Hey!

I will first talk about the The culture of the time, and the history that took place at that time. If there are any species related or magic related exclamations to understand that current culture. I will leave a recommendation for a book that should lead to that explanation.

The beginning times.

When dragons first appeared on this planet like many other creatures we were no more than animals. Simply fighting for a will to survive. The Artist decided to give us minds, so we would no longer fight our companions and be lost. Soon the draconic people begin to grow. Taking on many shapes and sizes. We were limitless in design and magic. The artist had yet to place strict guidelines.

That is until the great God Tick Tock, known more formerly nowadays as Clockwork, came upon The locked door. At first he was a wild dragon like the rest of us. But the artist gave him purpose. He was a living tool for a human adventure. But like many dragons he outlived the human story. Soon he was left alone without any story to progress with.

He had a different name? Tick Tock sounds so silly.

He saw our wild kin, and decided he wanted us to feel the tragic pains and the great victories of a story. So he called out to the creator that gave him purpose. The artist answered. He sacrificed his physical representation on this land to become her pencil. The one that creates all and strives to give everyone their story.

I've heard this kid's tail a thousand times. But this one makes a sound like we are nothing but characters in a storybook. It's weird.

Although he was underneath the Artist's hand, He was able to give his people the wishful mind and purpose that he wished. Any creature that had been given intelligence by the artist was crafted further by Clockworks pencil. Each and every one of them making cultures, stories, histories, and all matters of other things. The locked door was no longer a world of mindless illustrations. Instead it was a world full of wonder and people.

While Clockwork worked hard to maintain all the creatures' new purpose. He made sure his dragon brethren for his focus. They quickly developed into a complex culture. Dragon's designs were no longer mindless. They became focused and split into species. Magic was no longer a wild feat, but the elemental gods rose up and made them defined. Each dragon gained complete control over three elements. And all were blessed with the heated breath.

Why is a myth inside of a history book?

The first dragon culture.

It is here when many dragons started to finally write their own histories. And no longer must we deal with the cryptic words of myth and legend. Although any would be smart enough to realize it is real.

I'm supposed to believe that convoluted story of creation is real? Ha!

But now we can get onto concrete information More well known to the masses. Although if you are not an historian, I suppose this might be a mysterious time. It might have even developed into myth and been lost.

We'll see.

The first dragon cultures split themselves into elemental tribes. Dragons almost remotely lived on their main continent of draconia. With few venturing out to other lands.

As there are many elements I will leave a recommendation to read the elements and magic guide. As there were many more tribes than I am going to mention specifically.

Although let it be noted that all the tribes had tough relationships with each other. The only thing that stopped the tribes from ripping each other apart, was the tribe leaders and the monthly meetings.

Do I really have to read more books?

The tribe leaders were honestly over their heads. There are many dragons to each species and to each elemental class. Meaning that while they represented their people, They often only represented the people in their direct cities. Each tribe leader was blessed with the ability to never age. Not unless they gave up their throne or died in battle. They were immune to almost any disease, and of course they could not die to age. It was often a tribe leader would finally step down when their children outnumbered them to the point that they could not find mates.

While the dragons were not split by species. There was often a specific precedence between different elements. Many elements were expected to be paired up with a certain dragon species.

If you wish to learn about the different dragon species. Go read the book: dragon species and abilities.

Elements separated the dragons highly. While dragons themselves were allowed access to three elemental powers. These elemental powers were somewhat restricted in access. The first element is what usually defines the dragon's physical appearance and hot breath. With the other two magical feats being something that could be learned easier with time.

Due to the heavy separation between elements. There was a heavy prejudice between species. Fire dragons were wrongly called easy to anger. Water dragons were considered softer than they were. Rock dragons are always considered stubborn. But the biggest of these prejudices, The one that sparked a line of change. Was the prejudice that light dragons were good, and shadow dragons were bad.

Sounds sucky.

The Shadow wars.

Tensions were always high, but when an old light dragon King stepped down and was replaced with his son. Many things went wrong. The son had a heavy hatred of Shadow Dragons. Considering them evil and vile. It is not recorded why he hated them so much. Although some people believe it was simply a prejudice that went too far. The light dragon king convinced the other tribes that shadow dragons should not be allowed on their lands.

Despite protests from the Shadow Dragons. Not mentioning the fact that they had done nothing wrong. All the dragon leaders banded together to outcast their species. Driving them across the ocean and into the desolate Isle of the shadowlands. It was a cold place. There was barely any resources or sustenance to support them. Shadow dragons became desperate. And due to desperate actions, They soon became what the other dragons believed they feared.

Dude I have a shadow dragon friend and he is the nicest person ever. What were these guys thinking?

This terrible decision became a spiraling effect. While it might have casted dragon culture into a golden age, It was a nasty time. The old Shadow dragon King eventually died. There are many rumors that the Shadow dragon King's son killed them for the throne. As the new Shadow Dragons King. Going by the name Shadon, took his place upon the throne.

Shadon!? That evil sucker is real!?

Shadon was angered by their mistreatment. And while his anger was fair, He took it too far. Shadon wished to claim their territory back on the continent draconia. Leading his people on a war crusade. It just said the first night they invaded the sky was black. There was no sun for 3 days. The only thing that could be heard was the terrified screams of the dragons as the Shadow Dragons took back their place on the continent.

That really happened? I thought it was a myth.

Shadon was unfortunately not done with that. The dragon still resented The other tribes, Even more so after their aggressive overtaking. Given that they were still fighting tooth and nail to kick the shadow dragons out. Eventually Shadon commanded a borderline be made. It caused a resource supply shortage. As much like The Shadow Dragons before, The dragons of draconia could not go out and receive resources from other islands. He had made a continent-wide lockdown.

Shadon’s tyranny did not stop. Eventually his lust for revenge turned into a lust of power. He started to send out troops to other continents, other isles. Soon the whole world new shadow dragons as evil beings that would take over your home. Dragons became desperate to stop Shadon’s onslaught. So they performed a ceremony to summon the artist onto the land. Unfortunately, a creator cannot meddle with the universe they control. Although they did spark courage in another.

Why not? It sure sounds like they meddle with our lives all the time.

Shadon’s son shadow. While I have not spoken of them much. Shadon had two sons. One named Shadow, and the other named Viserin. Viserin was his eldest son, but was born with albinism. Something he hated and despised. In order to try and impress his father. He became the best assassination shadon had in his troops. His son Shadow on the other hand. Had no such special traits. He was scrawny, small, and had no battle training. Yet Shadon promised him the crown over his elder brother.

Ass.

The artist came to shadow when he was hidden away in despair. His father's violence was something unliked by the child. The artist spoke to him, and while the exact words are not known. They encouraged him to go against his father. That even despite his weak body, the artist would promise victory.

You beat him up buddy.

And so Shadow went against his father. While many proclaim the victory under his claws. Shadow was indeed not strong enough to defeat his father. Instead it was his brother Viserin that killed the tyrant. Ending the suffering of many. And while the tribes accepted the shadows back on draconia, It was more so out of fear.

Shadow led a peaceful life. Light dragons still hated Shadow Dragons with a passion. But the other tribes eventually let go of their grudges. Realizing that Shadow and many other Shadow Dragons had no true evil hearts. Shadow element is in fact not an element casted only with hatred. But it is a sign of lower motions such as grief and sadness. Something one needs in order to recover from events.

Correct. And these old dragons were dumb for believing otherwise.

Shadow unfortunately did not continue his bloodline, as he believed it tainted. Instead when he had gotten the kingdoms to a relatively peaceful state, He asked all the shadow dragons of that brooding season to give their eggs up to the castle and one would be picked at random. The egg that was picked was indeed two twins. Marking another era and unfortunately another war.

So Shadon's line doesn't exist anymore? Just gone?

Dragon culture after the first Shadow war.

The culture still remained relatively the same. They were still cut up as tribes, and elements still held precedent. Although due to shadons crusade, It was quickly taught that you should never judge an element. Although in some tribes this was looked down upon. As tribes such as the light dragon's still heavily practiced prejudice. Something that still heavily impacted the shadow dragons.

The light Dragon and Shadow Dragon war.

The two twin leaders both still felt the tension of the light dragon's kinds rage. The light dragon King still protested against their presence. And while the sister of the twins simply wished to encourage shadows peace. The brother wanted to put the light dragons in their place.

It is unknown exactly how the discussion went. But the sister and the brother split. The sister went into hiding among the tribes, while the brother stayed and led his kingdom to war against the light dragons. While it was only against the light dragons, the light dragon's alliance with other tribes nullified this idea. The brother still refused to hurt or fight the other tribes. But his people would defend themselves nonetheless, and it was believed he'd become another tyrant.

Ohhh. Sibling fights.

While the brother led his war. The sister found a prince of the same age from the light dragon King brood. Soon they grew a relationship. Although both knew they would have to hide it from the light dragon King. They formed their own mini alliance. Shadow dragons and light dragons that disagreed with the hatred between the two tribes joined them. Along with some other elemental dragons that were tired of prejudice impacting The Shadow and light Dragons lives.

This joined alliance fought against not only the light dragon king's warriors, but also the Brothers warriors. Causing not only for the sister's and the prince's affairs to be revealed, but also proving that light and Shadow Dragons could work together. The fighting unfortunately did not stop for some time. Compiling in a battle where the sister herself fought against her brother. The sister using the ancient fire wing technique to take him out.

Well that sounds sad.

If you wish to read about the fire wing technique. Please read dragon species and abilities book.

When the dust had settled the sister cried over her brother's death. As while it is unknown what specifically the brother said to the sister while she drove him to his death. She swears upon her life and it was an apology for all he had done. While the light dragon king celebrated victory. The sisters alliance and the Shadow Dragons mocked him for causing so much pain across species. This mockery spread around the tribes. Although there was still nothing to be done about the segregation between shadows and light dragons.

This dang gon light dragon King sucks.

Dragon culture after the light and shadow dragon war.

Again not much changed after the shadow and light dragon war. Although due to the sisters' alliance, some Shadow dragon and light dragon cities allowed the tribes to walk among each other. Some of these cities the treading was equal. In others, It was not, unusually there would be some segregation over what uses and areas the other species would be allowed.

Will this story of them just fighting ever end? I've gone through half of this book and I feel like I've just heard the same thing like three times.

The New Age.

While the world still lived in misery, The sister and the prince's affair soon became a partnership between the two. The two mates had a son. The first tribe hybrid in years. They named this son Trygan. And with the help of this tribe hybrid, a new age would finally come upon dragons. The age that many would recognize.

I know Trygan! Finally somebody that doesn't sound like a thing from a myth!

Trygan lived among the world where he was not quite one or the other. He lived with both the distrust and the acceptance of multiple tribes and cities. It was confusing for the young dragon at first, but eventually he came upon the same realizations as many shadow dragons had come on to him before. This has to end. But Trygan knew the consequences of war. While it had gotten some results, It was terrible and caused a bunch of bloodshed. So he instead sought to follow his mother's footsteps. Making an alliance that was even stronger than the light dragon king could ever anticipate.

Unfortunately Trygan was not a man of words or politics. His father and mother could only teach him so much. Although luckily he had help from the most unseen places. The God clockwork and finally decided he was done with all this ruckus himself. Whether it was his own need for peace between his own kind, oh perhaps simply wanting to illustrate a new world, is unknown. All that is known, Is that clockwork came down upon Trygan, and offered his services in not only creating the new world, but ensuring that he had the backing of all the tribes.

Oh so now he's meddling.

It is then that Trygan started a different type of crusade. A crusade of letters. Millions of letters he wrote with Clockworks pencil. Sending them not only to the tribe leaders, but also to the mayors and influencers of different cities. It is around this time when Trygan met a female undead dragon. One that was of a species that was not expected of her element. A wyvern. With her help, and many other dragons that searched for him after their letters were given, scoured across the land speaking of peace for not only the shadow and light Dragons, but for all the tribes.

Yeah!

The light dragon King was of course upset by this. As many of his own people had joined to Trygan and his alliance. Only the cities he visited often seem to stay by his side. Although he was foolish and believed that the tribe leaders would still follow his word. Trygan was not a tribe leader yet. So he thought that letters would be unheard by the tribe leaders.

That was until the Shadow dragon king, Trygan mother. Stepped down so that he could have a personal word with the Lord's. It was considered the youngest Lord that had ever stepped down. Sending not only the Lord's ideas of their immortality being utilized. But also to face the fact that Trygan's letters were now official.

So the current King just gave up their immortality just so Trygan could make their point? Ha!

Many of the leaders had already indeed heard of Trygan’s letters. Some who are not stuck up with pride had also read those letters. Trygan had already a heavy group supporting his side. So when he came into the tribe meeting, there was no question who was going to win the argument. Trygan stated the facts clearly. It was the light dragons fault that all of this had started. It was all of their thoughts supporting this prejudice. They all wanted out of this torment, and he had a way. Proudfully explaining that he had the God clockwork on his side already with the solution.

He's got the power of a god and the tribes on his side!

While many agreed. The light dragon King and a few others protested the idea. Calling him a fool for believing he could talk with a God. Mocking the god clockwork as something old and foolish. Proudfully announcing that if this was something they all believed in. They would go to war for it. A while to Trygan did not wish to go to war against the light dragons for another time. The roar of his supporters and the words of clockwork made him accept the challenge. Stating this would be the last war Shadow Dragons would ever do as a tribe.

And so the war commenced. It is recorded as the longest and most strenuous of the wars. Elemental tribe against elemental tribe. While Trygan's alliance held more people, It did not have the rage that the light dragon King and his alliances had. As Trygan still did not wish to bring death upon the land. His alliance left many injured but alive. This continued until Trygan and the light dragon king met in combat. The two battled until Trygan won.

Get screwed sucker!

When the battle was finally over. The God clockwork finally revealed themselves. Commanding that a new order be made. No longer would they separate themselves by elemental tribes. Instead, They will separate themselves into their cities. Their clans. The most respected and loved of the dragons would become king, not some lineage or pure bloodline. These kings shall be marked by a crown of horns. Showing the new order by making try again the first dragon King. Gaining of crown of beautifully twisted horns. Marking the new era.

This is a weird representation of how the war ended. Most books describe Trygan stating these rules. Not Clockwork.

Dragon culture as we know.

It is finally after years of war and struggle. That we get to how dragons are now known to function and operate. There are not as many wars to note after the beginning of a new era. As it was firmly established that elements would no longer act as prejudice, and it is heavily frowned upon to treat a species in a similar matter. Plus for the first couple years the God clockwork used Trygan as a physical vessel to spread the word.

Wait. So was it Trygan walking around or was it Clockwork?

Onwards to the discussion. The history and the myth of Clockworks words is pretty straight on. The dragon tribes split and dismantled. Dragons were told to mingle among whoever they wished. While at first elements still banded together, It allowed other dragons to greet other elemental dragons. And soon many others followed in that path. Rulership was no longer continent wide. Instead they usually ruled areas of land where a certain city or home was established.

This I know.

Within each of these little communities, there would be one dragon that would grow an excellent twisted pair of horns. These horns could either be twisted or be intertwined with others. This dragon would still be given immunity to age and sickness. Although it did not last forever. After a good 20 years that immunity was on the line. If that king decided to be unruly, they're horns would fall off much like a deer's antlers. Not only marking them as a foul tempered dragon, but making them lose their status as king. It is then within the ranks of the clan, another dragon would grow a twisted pair of horns. Marking them as the new leader.

I have to remember that the word King refers to any dragon that is in a rulership position. Some of these kings might have been females.

Unlike in the old times where a king could step down. Dragons of the New era were unable to do such a thing. Although many found ways around it. Different clans would form different rules. Ones of which the king was unwilling to rule, would often form communal groups that would basically rule alongside them. Often naming Sir Kings.

Yeah and it's the best job to have.

Due to the fact that dragons usually rule in clans. Rules will differentiate. Although there is always a couple that are steadfast.

Oh dear goodness here is the boring list.

The first rule is that the dragon with horns is always the king. If conflicts or meetings should arise between clans, It is their duty to deal with such arrangements. Whether that be by themselves or by working as an advisor with their people.

The second rule is that if a messenger or a letter is given to a clan from another clan, They must read and receive it. While they do not have to accept anything within the letter, They must read or listen to the other clans demands or pleads.

A third rule is that bloodshed stays between the fighting clans. While clans that have good alliances with each other are allowed to support with resources or pleading words to the enemy clan. They are not allowed to shed the other clans' blood. Although sometimes this is circumvented by alliance clans declaring their own war against the one that is fighting their friend clan.

A fourth rule is that dragons must be allowed to leave their clans if they wish. There will be no restrictions trapping a certain dragon with a clan. The only time this is allowed is when holding another clan's dragon as prisoner. Of which either that prisoner has to be released or killed at the end of the conflict.

A fifth rule states that no dragon should be judged for their element or species. There are some clans that still do not follow this rule, but this often leads to war with other clans. These clans often also do not have king dragons with as brilliant twisted horns. Some of these clans not even being ruled by a dragon that has twisted horns.

These rules usually keep the clans in peace. Although there were of course conflicts that arise. Usually determined by differentiating rules between clans. Sometimes also created out of territorial disputes. Dragons for the most part live in peace between each other. There is only one dragon species that does not quite live by these clan rules.

That is the dragon species Amphiptere. While they still follow the same rules, It is uncommon they will mix with other species other than a simple clan alliance. Amphipteres as the gods clockwork chosen dragon, usually have heightened numbers and a unique species like system.

If you wish to read about this specific system. You can read Dragon species and abilities book.

But know that Amphipteres have an extra rule that prevents them from fighting other species or clans unless it is in self-defense. I suppose it is Clockworks way to circumvent the fact that they are not communal with other species in a clan-like fashion.

Why do they get a freebie from the clan rules? Just cuz they're special?

Now. The next book in this series goes over the different dragon species and their abilities. And as you can see from my many footnotes, It is heavily suggested that you read that book after this one.

I don't want to read any more books!

#I hope you guys like this! condensed history and culture of the dragons in the locked door #this is written/and being read by the dragons in that world.#so yes it is written a little bit differently.#I hope it is an entertaining change though.#I've been wanting to do something like this for a long time #unfortunately The elements and magics book is written blatantly by me as a creator.#Although I might rewrite that just so it can fit in the world.#I will eventually write Dragon species and abilities. but I am officially dead from this entire paragraph of stuff.#Hope you enjoyed Little Red's side notes too. supposed to keep reading this giant history book somewhat entertaining.#The locked door #The Shadow wars #dragons #Dragon culture #Dragon history #dragon #magic system #Dragon species #Dragon abilities #lore

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bonefall · 2 years

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Thistle Law

The most extreme, violent interpretation of the Warrior Code, initially founded by Thistleclaw near the end of the Campaign Era, with its first implementation defining the beginning of the Slash-and-Burn Period.

One of three distinct Clan ideologies, next to Fire Alone and Traditionalism.

A guide to its origin, the parable associated with it, its principles, and most importantly, my authorial intentions with it in the Bonefall Rewrite. Seen a couple of questions about it, so I think this’ll help clarify.

Origin

Extreme interpretations of the Code go back as far as the founding of the clans themselves, but the roots of Thistle Law trace back to the Exile of SkyClan. Justifying the loss of an entire clan included cracking down on medicine cats and quashing a rebellion, and the ‘clan pride tide‘ added FOUR new laws to the Warrior Code.

The following wars and conflicts in the Chivalric Period further contributed to xenophobic sentiment in the Clans, with each one vying for supremacy over the others, branching out to attack non-Clan cats when there were brief stints of ‘peace’. Thistleclaw merely gave these ideas a name while educating his apprentice, using thistles as a metaphor.

Tigerclaw then went on to tell the story to his clanmates, to his own apprentices, and at gatherings to his future allies who told it to their own clanmates. Though the details of the story changed at times, the takeaway is constant;

Other cats must die, so yours can stay strong.

The Parable of the Thistle

The story goes that Thistleclaw brought Tigerpaw out to a massive, thorny bull thistle. He pointed out that the other plants were dying around it, but the flowers stood tall and proud. Thistleclaw explained the thistle was killing the plants around it to have more room to grow, and then cruelly commanded that Tigerpaw try to destroy it.

By the time it was done, Tigerpaw was covered in scratches and the sun was setting. All the way home, he tried to shake the thistlefluff out of his fur and forget the painful experience. The seasons turned, and one year later when Tigerclaw was a young warrior, Thistleclaw led him down a path lined with young, thorny leaves.

There, in a sea of green spikes, the thistle was standing as tall and as proud as the day Tigerpaw shredded it.

In killing every other plant in the area, the thistle had given itself room to come back stronger. The fluff that clung to Tigerpaw’s fur became new growth. Around them was an entire clearing of thistles, ready to burst into a wall of flowers and seeds.

Thistleclaw asked if Tigerclaw would dare to try again, and remembering how his last battle with the weed ended with scratches as deep as claw marks, admitted that he would rather be a thistle than fight one.

(Little did Ivypaw know, the beautiful field in which she meets Hawkfrost was completely strangled by flowering thistles.)

Principles

Depending on the exact time period and the cat it takes root in, Thistle Law can look different. For examples, Brokenstar’s goal was to drive every Clan out of the forest except ShadowClan, where Tigerstar’s aim was to annex every clan into TigerClan and enforce a standard of purity.

Incarnations of Thistle Law tend to share these principles,

The Code Hardens The calling card of Thistle Law is a stricter, more violent interpretation of the Warrior Code. The harsher laws are emphasized, such as the Law of Loyalty and the Right of the Challenge, while softer ones are downplayed or dropped entirely, like the Law of Honor and the Queen’s Rights.

Extreme Xenophobia Against outsiders, against cats of other clans, against half-clan cats. Thistle Law sets itself apart from Traditionalism for becoming willing to enforce some sort of purity.

Hierarchy Becomes Rigid The social power of medicine cats, deputies, and elders is suppressed. The leader is raised as the ultimate authority, even if that leader isn’t the Clan’s -star.

There Is No ‘Pointless’ Death The Clans are a battle culture, but a good battle is still fought for a reason. When tides turn to Thistle Law, fighting is the goal AND the means. To live is to battle, to kill is to win, and a warrior’s purpose is to die at war.

Each incarnation likely contains each point in varied amounts and tosses other ideas into the mix, but the name of the game remains the same-- and it springs from the taproot of Thistle Law.

Intentions

Thistle Law is what fascism looks like in Clan culture. I approach this using Umberto Eco’s 1995 essay Ur-Fascism as my primary reference. Ur-fascism is a ‘fuzzy‘ concept that looks very different depending on the exact society it springs from, mixing and matching several symptoms in varying degrees of severity.

So, in adapting this, I had to simplify a very complicated topic. I wanted to keep the antifascist theory recognizable, while still following canon events and creating an engaging rewrite.

So for simplicity sake, even if a clan might have technically called their own version of Thistle Law something else, I use this name to address it.

#tw fascism #fascism #politics #Bonefall Rewrite #Thistle Law #Thistleclaw #Tigerpaw #As a side note I really gotta finish this post I have about locations in the Dark Forest #Because I actually plan to make it the inverse of StarClan territory where all the BAD landmarks end up there #Like how StarClan still has fourtrees? The DF has the bonehill #And the thistle field #And the 5th oak #And the old river but the water is always flooded #Hope this clarifies btw feel free to @me with any other questions about thistle law this doesn't make clear #I don't want to get into MORE theories on fascism though btw unless you have a specific rewrite event suggestion #I like Eco's essay because it's easy to reference #I would prefer to spend my time reading more terrible cat books and visit theory at my own pace lmao

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x-gon-give-it · 9 months

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how's your writing process?

I think I've got a pretty good system down--at least for me.

Step 1 is the rough draft. And I mean the roughest rough draft to ever draft. Lot's a run-on sentences. Nonsense descriptions. Awkward dialogue. Really just getting the bare bones of writing on the page. The type of writing I wouldn't let anyone see lest they judge my writing capabilities.

Step 2 is something that every writer dreads hearing, and when I first heard of it my knee-jerk reaction would be to self-destruct instead of doing it, but it actually really works. That would be rewriting the entire thing from top-to-bottom. Full on blank page, retyping the whole thing word for word, but at a slower, more detailed pace.

I initially though it would be like pulling teeth, but actually, it helps me slow down and flesh out the world, scenes, and dialogue way more. It's easier to catch it if something isn't flowing right.

Sometimes, if I feel like the draft really needs it, I'll rewrite the entire thing 2-3 more times.

Step 3 is transferring the entire thing to Google Docs (I write on Scrivener), changing the font, tidying up the format, and going over it again in a new, fresh layout. Sometimes, I'll also edit it on my phone to give my brain a different perspective of it.

Step 4 is putting it into a editing software, like Grammarly or ProWritingAid (<- I prefer this one, personally). It has a lot of cool settings. The ones I typically put my stuff through go is grammar, flow, style, and echos.

Step 5 is then listening to the chapter in a text-to-speech app, which makes it way easier to any spot clunky sentences, weird dialogue, grammar mistakes, spelling mistakes etc.. that I might've missed in my previous run-throughs.

Sometimes--this is more like a side-step--I'll then have a beta go over it, because as any writer knows, the more you look at your own writing, the easier it is to not see mistakes T.T After the beta goes over it, I'll listen to it one more time, just to be safe, and then:

Step 6: Prosper. Post that shit on AO3 and obsessively check my email for immediate validation >.<

Writing it all out, the whole thing seems a bit complicated, but it works for me, so it's the general process I follow when writing stuff ^.^

#I really like rewriting things it turns out #If you told me to do that a year ago I would have told you to take me out back and shoot me behind the shed #it's becoming an obsessive thing though #Now I want to rewrite all my stuff #It's rapidly becoming a problem #I can't leave my own shit alone #I've developed this process through many many years LOL #I remember my fanfic days where I wrote the entire chapter in one go and just posted it #no edits #just raw-dogging it #Later I would go over it once for mistakes #And then the process just started evolving T.T #But yeah!#There's my writing process!#anonymous #Anon #Asks

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hecksupremechips · 26 days

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re: udg reblog,

clearly the solution to “oh i love this but i don’t think anyone should play it” is to write a fic with only the good parts and none of the bad parts but then you have this big empty space where the bad parts were so you just make something up that seems vaguely believable

that seems like a normal thing normal people do right?

RIGHT?

It’s always correct and totally won’t ever lead to agony as you look at the canon and scream because my god how are you supposed to salvage something this stupid why are you doing this you used to be so normal and not care oh god why does attacking the little girl make her pants fly off oh god why is delta a character

#ask #i love zwg truly. but i understand the agony #if i wanted to make a better version of udg or really any dr game i have no clue where id start my god theres so much happening #obviously the clown nonsense that is komaeda in that game needs to stay because theres really nothing better than seeing him be bullied #by a bunch of grade schoolers who throw milkshakes at him and draw on his face with sharpie #oh oh and the sexy byakuya fantasies need to stay too because if youre bad at the puzzles like me he just bullies you #its dry catered to the shit me and my sister meme about akjsks #the shit with the kids though..........yikes #also fuck shirokuma i cant stand him literally the most obnoxious character ever created #it felt good to kill him #i was doing a proper playthrough of udg last year see cuz id never played it myself #just watched playthroughs when i was 14 and edgy and had no frame of reference for good writing yet #so it was fun not only re experiencing the utter. obscenity that is this game and also trying to figure out the mechanics #its kinda fun sometimes until the boss fights happen then its like actually the worst thing ever i may have needed to walk around angrily #and basically i was on ch4 and stopped when there was a mission with haiji cuz i just. needed to stop #havent played since im too frightened aksjks #and yeah the agony of trying to rewrite a game is shared cuz im going through it with p3 #and basically basically i have been trying so hard and was in a good zone but basically i snapped recently #cuz the kirijo group stuff my god its just so bad that i like theres just no way i can make this game make sense #i have the one project where everything is restructured but then i have the stuff where like. I have to make this fit the game structure #loosely cuz it was just supposed to be a character analysis fic but basically my brain hath broken its kaboom #though p3 is a lot more workable than ztd is my god theres just too much happening at once there aksjks #you are so brave for what youve done Kay 🙏#and to any poor soul who wants to do a rewrite of a frustrating story......have fun. but watch out

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keeps-ache · 1 year

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got described as looking like a 'canadian lumberjack physicist' by my brother so. does anybody need an artist

#just me hi #could've just used the shorthand 'gay' but whatever honestly loll #𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯. my own kin...#so funny he said lumberjack physicist. two things i'll never be qualified for Hfbhss #and then i said he looked like a youtuber so i might have actually deserved that x10 now that i think abt it HFh #/and i was doing my typing lessons earlier and i had to type out the nato alphabet thing (idr what it's called lol)#i said 'alphaaa..' outloud and my sibling says 'oo who are you texting ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)' 'your girlfriend'#and that Wasn't my fault i was in the middle of some horrible dire straits (i missed the letter P six times in a row <33)#leo if you're reading this. uhhh you were asking for it‚ sorry ! <333 #//in other news i am working on p.space again !!#rewriting Agaaain lol :>#'rewriting' i say as this is the 4th comic rendition i've made #though i want to do a sort of blend between comic and just writing. i just gotta figure out How i'm gonna go about that :3 #i also really wanna write rn so i'm gonna go do that!!! actually super excited to do that #i know full well i probably won't do much but hyped either way :DDD #so on my way now !!!

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wolfblood-of-anubis · 8 months

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love that in my upcoming au where house of anubis is filled with demigods, a child of the big three coming into this meant-to-be safe place for their kind, immediately is made an enemy by a daughter of ares, and the big three kid will eventually end up with a child of athena

its just so funny to me

#not me paralleling pjo #im fine with it lol #but fyi i got this idea for why the houses all have egyptian stuff tied to it #its because of the magicians from the kane chronicles; maybe theyre part of the school system #or have managed to keep amun boarding school safe by diving into egyptian gods more than greek ones #i havent read the kane chronicles yet (they ARE on my shelf though) so if anyone has and im getting it wrong tell me #also if you could tell by avoiding spoilers that also helps #what is it about ares kids and immediately wanting to pick a fight with a big three kid— oh wait no i get it #theyre ares kids duh #but what is it about athena’s kids that go out with big three kids thou #i’d like for nina to meet nico one day #but probably down the line; like if im going to do this i wanna focus on the au and rewriting their characters a bit to fit the story bette #not just make it a crossover #thats the sequel lol #im kidding #maybe #house of anubis #hoa

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botseeksbot · 1 year

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#moved heaven and earth to render hank then got lazy LOL #but thoughts on my mind .#pandering to ideas from my s4 rewrite . also i just need to make more trans v.b content #smth smth learning family history from all the wrong places . hey what if we did something w that terrible episode instead #rewriting shit . i have such ideas . i need he + s.iren.a's relationship to be more meaningful do you understand me .#in ways they both related to each other .#also i need the women on this show to not be written off in one episode as much as i hate her i could do interesting things w her #<- not gonna say more though bc i dont want to discuss NF in length publicly but god .#my art

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dyrewrites · 2 months

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Bloodhound -- careful is as careful does

But as the twinkling violet of a yawning dawn found them tangled and sleeping beneath the sheets—too close, too comfortable—Alessandro would lose the simple yet devouring sweetness of the night.

Deluca did not wake first, instead he felt the eyes gazing and the soft hand caressing and woke too sweet. Shame was quick to sour it, calling him a cruel word—its favorite word—that snapped too loud from his lips, “troia del cazzo.”

“Che cazzo mi hai appena chiamato,” Alessandro snipped back, gripping with if not removing the hand on his arm.

“Non tu, io, Alessandro, I am the sl—” he tried to maintain the warmth, but shame bit harder and he tugged his arm from too intimate a touch and snapped again, “fuck this. I have to go.”

And, to his credit, Deluca did try to leave. He managed the clothes and made it to the door, even opened the door but he couldn’t step outside of the door.

For all the silver barring it.

With the itchy sting of it bright along his skin, Deluca did not move.

Behind him came a sigh, “about that.”

Deluca did not growl, but it was close enough as he turned to face his friend, his lover—his shameful plaything he kept getting too close to—and asked in no uncertain terms, “What the fuck.”

“I spotted your stalker when I came to pick you up,” tried the explanation.

One that fed the rage building in Deluca’s veins, “what the fuck are silver bars doing on yourdoor, Alessandro?”

“To keep you in, obviously, now shut up and listen,” he’d spoken to the vampire as harshly before. Worse, even. But never after trapping him somewhere and making him feel cornered.

So he wasn’t prepared for the fingers on his throat or the slam into a wall. One that was decidedly not the fun and flirty type he was used to and cracked the brick, filling the tight hall with dust and his mouth with metallic agony for a bitten tongue.

“No,” Deluca said through teeth suddenly much bigger than Alessandro remembered them, “you remove those bars so I can return to my daughter...or we test those delicious sigils that keep you from bleeding to death.”

For one who studied all of his exploits, been witness to more than one instance of him ripping an inhuman thing to pieces, and recently learned of an old name with a lot worse attached to it...one would think Alessandro smart enough not to challenge the monster at his throat.

One would think. However, relying on sigils he had too little blood to fuel, the Inspector chose to be an idiot.

“Do it,” he choked through the grip, “see...how long she lasts.”

Deluca threw him at the bars, taking no joy in the act—or the gurgled breaths following it, as the man tried desperately to breathe for all the suddenly shattered bones. In fact, if one were to ask Deluca how he felt about hurling his long-time friend and sometimes lover so hard into shiny silver bars he could hear all those bones shatter...he’d have said, “remorseful.”

Didn’t matter in the moment, as the Inspector created an obstacle and if he would not remove it well...it only made sense to use him to clear it.

“He’s watching your house, idiota,” Alessandro said too easily for all the blood filling his throat. Unable to stand just yet, he allowed his sigils to take more than they should to repair all the cracks and restitch what tore of his skin and muscle. Surprisingly unfazed by being tossed like a sack of potatoes, he did realize his mistake and sighed as Deluca glowered, “Yeah, yeah, I should have told you sooner, warned you before all the fun, maybe even after. But you know how hard it is not to burn up in you.”

“Me?” Deluca sneered, taking a single step forward, “you brought me here, you insisted on being my meal for the evening. You led the evening and you locked me in a fucking cage. You do not get to blame me for reacting.”

Alessandro had no response, not quite, and just sat breathing as he healed.

In the meantime, shame picked out certain words and implications and tore into Deluca, another barnacle begging for all that greedy heat. Beautiful trajectory you’re on; a city’s worth of men to fuck you so stupid you don’t even remember who to mourn.

But all Deluca said for it was, “Let me out.”

“I can’t,” Alessandro said through hacked coughs as sigils stitched enough to allow him legs to stand on—and rope to hang himself with, “I get that I fucked up, that I could have done all this different. But you go home now and you’re his. I know you’re his because he’s too fucking close and you’re too fucking stupid.”

Finding calm in a slow, steady breath, Deluca spoke quiet but firm, “Alessandro, I care about you more than I should,” closing the gap to grab him again by the throat, his tone remained quiet but firm, “please, do not make me kill you.”

Unsure if he could, but running out of things to feed to his healing, Alessandro swallowed through those fingers to warn, “no immunity will save you if he turns you into the monster you think you are.”

“Perhaps not,” Deluca said too calmly, “but if you do not open this door, nothing will save you from the one I am.”

Choked the response, as those fingers tightened, and Alessandro flicked a still healing wrist. A brilliant blue sigil flared on his palm and the bars slid up with a soft slikt.

Deluca dropped him, not bothering to look for the grunt and whimper as he spoke colder than Alessandro had ever heard directed at him, “when you figure out something more than doubt for why you threw away everything we’d become and given me enough excuses to ruin your fucking career...call me. Until then, work or not, we’re done.”

#writeblr #snippet #writing #bloodhound #their evening together did not end as i planned at all #i have to rewrite so many notes #fucking alessandro #why you do this to me #you're my favorite side character #i do not want to kill you #please pardon my google translator italian #i know only what these idiots tell me and sometimes they insist they'd say it in italian so i gotta go figure out how #first draft though...i will make it better

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