#in media res

[yurigalactica]

[fireflysummers]

-draws OCs for the first time in forever as a bday gift for coauthor-

-immediately turns it into yaoibait-

But like. It's not bc they aren't queer, bc both definitely are.

It's bait bc Loom (right) is so comically inept that outside of this specific moment he will likely never again achieve any level of "coolness." And also bc Slate (left) is low key dissociating into the stratosphere during this entire confrontation.

Loom is a low-ranking fay with an albino peacock aspect. He's not the smartest bird in the coop, and is weirdly taken by the human he kidnapped (a case of mistaken Identity).

Slate is face blind specifically to birds, and refers to all birds universally as "chickens."

So for the remainder of the plot, Slate refers to Loom exclusively as The Chicken Man.

[id in alt]

[lotshusband]

fantasy high

[tmbmtb]

If you were given the option Of dying painlessly in peace at forty-five But with a lover at your side After a full and happy life Is this something that would interest you? Would this interest you at all?

✯ In Media Res, Los Campesinos!

[night-heron-writes]

Writing got so much easier once I discovered the concept of "in media res". I was like "you can just? start the story anywhere?" and it's helped me start so many fics. Istg writing the beginning is always the hardest part for me. Once I discovered you can just skip it, writing became less of a chore. Exposition? Don't need it all at the beginning! Just stick those beasts (characters) in a situation! Explain as you go, or don't and let the readers be confused!

[thatonecode]

when los campesinos! said “And when the third world war comes it will not be fought on race, we will line up here in two rows, betrayers versus betrayed” and “I assembled former ghosts at a seance. Said I missed ‘em you only have to say it once. What i truly fear, maybe selfishly, when i finally rest someone will summon me” and “We tread it carefully, we feel around in kid gloves. What death will leave behind, death will leave behind love. We will flower again i have surely seen it, we will flower again” and “Two wrists, two wrist watches. Tick-tick-tocking, second hand slightly out of time. A constant subtle reminder, one of us will be gone before bells of the other chime.” and “And I feel like I'm the host of a terrible game show and the guests on today's quiz are celebrities. Wont respond to any clues theyre just cracking jokes for views, but the answers to these questions mean everything.” and “I ask before I go, for you to drop a match down my throat, and smoke the bastard out, or burn him to a crisp. Cause i'm already carrion, been eaten from inside for too long” and “There was more life in the weeds than in the few hundred seats, in rows from transcept to chancel to nave. And when their anger had paused i turned and answered their calls with youre just audience I’m the applause” and “We burnt all the skin from the palms of my hands, with an old zippo lighter and deodorant can. I went to the palmist and asked her to read, no heart line no sun line no life line no need” and “If you were given the option of dying painlessly in peace at 45, but with a lover at your side, after a full and happy life. Is this something that would interest you? Would this interest you at all?” and “In a note I read: “if you should go blind and deaf I’ll cleanse and I’ll cook for you daily, I will take a dry ballpoint pen and trace on your chest all of the conversations that we now have in bed” i dont mean to be selfish, but i think i’d sooner just be dead" and “But if this changed your life did you have one before?” and “We learn over time, that tolerance is more appealing in theory than in practice. I identify my star sign by asking which is least compatible with yours” and “I cannot emphasize enough that my body, is a badly designed poorly put together vessel harbouring these diminishing so called vital organs, i hope my heart goes first I HOPE MY HEART GOES FIRST” and “On your request I compiled a list of my top five resolutions for this year (1!) I declined, cause Ive decided that I (2!) do not believe in the new year anymore (3!) and you must confess that at times like these hopefulness is tantamount hopelessness (4!) and i accept that its time for a change but not in places (5!) like this (5!) with people (5!) like these (5!)” and “And no more conversations about which breakfast club character you'd be. I’d be the one that dies. (no one dies) Well then what’s the point?” and “Doe eyes, you’re kidding yourself” and-

[coramatus]

Under the City Streets writing snippet

Emmet meets the Nobles and Wardens of (the currently displaced) Hisui:

(…)

He’s about to answer when he does a double take at the Pokémon assembling before him.

“HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE?!” Emmet cries, openly pointing at them.

He doesn’t even stop to wait for an answer. Without any conscious thought, he’s already running up to them for a better look, oblivious to the shouts telling him to stop.

His mind is ablaze with what he’s seeing.

Is that a Stantler?! It’s huge! And it’s gray! What kind of Stantler is this gray and fluffy?? What strange antlers! Do they help it grapple in battles? And is that an Ursaring?! It’s like it got crossed with a tank! What a cute little moon marking! Oh, that Avalugg is even weirder than he thought! What crazy headgear! Are those rocks in there? How’d that happen? Wait, is that a Scyther?? But with stone axes instead of scythes?! Awesome! How well do their blades cut things?? What a spicy-looking Lilligant! Is that a giant ghost fish?! Is that psychic-power coming from that Braviary?! And a wooden Electrode?? A rocky Arcanine??

The Pokémon all stare at him, utterly bewildered as he flits from one to another, making note of their curious features, gently poking and prodding at the ones who let him handle them, visually observing the ones who back away, noting all the differences from their standard forms.

He’s so lost in this whirlwind of new data that he doesn’t hear the humans’ yelling until one of them finally lands a heavy hand on his shoulder and spins him around.

“Just what in Sinnoh’s name do you think you’re—!”

“Your Pokémon are so cool!!” Emmet squeals, hands fisted in excited shaking as he bounces in place. He doesn’t notice the way the person backs up at his starry-eyed grin as he blithely keeps up his questioning, “Are they regional variants?! I've never seen anything like them! I know Galarian and Alolan variants and a bunch of other random ones but these are totally new to me! So amazing!!”

“Woah! Woah! Hold your Ponytas there! What are you, a Pokémon professor??” the shirtless, blue-haired man demands. He squares his muscular shoulders as he looms over Emmet with an angry glare, “And how dare you approach the Nobles like that! They demand your utmost respect!!”

“Actually, we’re fine!” the Lilligant waves in reassurance, “It’s not a big deal guys!”

The giant ghost fish gives their compatriots a curious glance, “Hey, didn’t the Woodman basically do the exact same thing when he first met us?”

“Oh yeah! That was funny!” the moon-Ursaring rumbles warmly. They turn to the elderly woman of the group with a teasing grin, “You shoulda seen the look on Calaba’s face!”

The old woman huffs and looks away with a scowl.

“Hah! You didn’t see Sabi punch him for trying to touch me!” the Braviary preens, puffing out their chest feathers. “She practically kneecapped the guy!”

Emmet’s next question was immediate, “Hey, are you guys called Nobles because you can talk??”

“What? No, they normally can’t—”

“Then why do you call them that? Because they’re variants?”

“Because they’re descendants of ten Pokémon blessed by the Almighty Sinnoh-!”

“You keep using that word! Sinnoh is a region but you do not seem to be using it in that context? Is that another Pokémon?? Was the whole region named after it??”

“WILL YOU STOP?!” shrieks the long, purple-haired person, silencing everyone around him. “SHUT UP! EVERYONE! SHUT UP!! I CAN’T TELL WHAT’S HAPPENING ANYMORE!!”

“Melli! Get a grip!” the shorter red-haired woman snaps sharply.

Emmet too protests, “But-!”

“No!” the now named Melli shouts, pointing at him furiously, “No more you crazy Woodsman double! Stop it! You are giving me a migraine!!”

(…)

[songpalettes]

can you do in medias res by los campesinos?

🎵!

[craigofinspiration]

Get to the Good Part, or Starting 'in media res'

Level up your D&D games with in media res! Learn how to start with a bang, engage your players, and unveil thrilling adventures. Dive into the action and make every session unforgettable!

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[pedros-immaculate-vibes]

Season 3 thoughts

Karen has Main Character energy and I’m HERE for it.

I love the newspaper editor. I aspire to be that level of sasshole

Matt ♥️

oh honey, that nun is tough loving the shit out of you, and it’s working

The way the writers have reset the focus to include a broader scope of characters is fantastic. I feel like a lot of shows fall into a rut of the same characters going through the same problems because of the character’s specific drives. So how do you freshen it up? You add new people with new drives, like Ray.

Also as an ex-catholic, the lean on Catholicism is kind of beautiful and nostalgic. The writers were pretty respectful.

And going further into Matt’s back story?

Also starting the entire season in medias res? *chef’s kiss*

[noodlenoises]

Personality Quiz: Which Common Plot Device Are You?

Have you ever wondered which common plot device you happen to be? Of course you have. My latest personality quiz is out, weeeeee! Clicky here to take it, and find out which plot device fits you best.

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[inspectorspacetimerevisited]

It wouldn’t have made much sense if the Inspector turned up in 2004, just in time to witness baby Emerald’s abandonment,

because he wasn’t aware that she was important … yet.

[yak-leather-whips]

Guys, its not some fucking “bad luck devil” or whatever. It’s clearly this fucking time gargler or whatever the fuck that’s behind all this nonsense. Aguefort literally lays it out for us that the quangle makes things happen out of order. Things like, say…Zelda and Gorgug being broken up even though we know from the Seven that they’re still together in Junior year, or Aelwyn suddenly moving out and going from a snarky 19 year old whose never had a job or gone to college to a middle school teacher with 5 cats in the course of 3 months, or the sophomore album being 10 months late even though Fig only finished her debut a little over 16 months ago AND they were in the middle of the tour, or Hallariel and Gilear getting engaged after like a year when 3 months ago Gilear wasn’t even allowed to sleep in her bed, and Sklonda defending one of the organizers of this folk festival when the festival hasn’t even happened yet, or Figs birthday suddenly moving from Christmas to July.

[snuize]

Forgot I made this in a dazed state last night and got jump scared by it in my drafts

[ladygavgav]

Where to Start?

New blog post: Where to Start?

I’m attempting to write the 22nd instalment of a short story series. It was supposed to be a one-off piece, so to reach this point is a tremendous achievement. But because of the existing body of work, this plot from this part has to be consistent with the rest. It therefore needs to include two particular elements: A small piece of wrap-up from the previous story. A scene where one of the…