#story draft

[dcmainlybillythoughts]

Hey guess which anon is back with more angst for you. This one is semi short and not very sweet. Parts of this might be out of character, but I'm not quite sure if there is a villian who would fit this role better.

Black Adam smiles as his plan comes to fruition. He stands over the unconscious body of the tiny Billy Batson, empty syring dropping from his hand as he starts to laugh. A simple sleeping drug he got from Dr Silvanas, injected when Billy was already asleep. It will keep him unconscious for 12 hours. 12 hours Black Adam has complete and total freedom to do whatever he wishes.

Black Adam very much wants to kill Billy but where would the fun be in that? Besides, keeping him alive does have many benefits. For now though? It's time for Black Adam is take over the world. Once he locks Billy away somewhere that is. He scruffs Billy by the shirt and when something buzzing falls out of his pocket, without a care Black Adam steps on the Leauge Communicator, destroying it.

Once Black Adam has hidden away the mortal form of the champion of magic he goes out and starts trying to take over the world. Obviously the other heroes start trying to stop him but no one really has a power set that can match Black Adam but Billy. His magic tosses Superman around like a rag doll and his physical strength can shatter through any barrier the magic users put up. At one point during the fight, Black Adam looks up at the sun and says, "oh my, that time already? I'll be back to finish you all off in just a bit. After all it would be a really shame-" He pills a needle out if no where with an evil smile, "if that baffon were to wake up. To bad I can't kill him it would make this so much easier. But, I can't take over the world if the balance gets disrupted that badly~" and he simply leaves the fight. What he said about Balance being thrown out of wack if Billy dies is absolutely untrue. However he does get great joy from watching these silly little mortals who are trying to fight him panic.

After they process Adam's words everyone is thrown into a panic. He has Captain Marvel hostage and neutralized. That's why he isn't answering his communicator.

In their frenzy of trying to come up with a plan with the loose knowledge they have while trying to patch up their wounds, they make their way back to base at the Watchtower.

It's safe to say that Marvel has broken a few communicators in his day, a few may be too generous. So instead of waiting each time for Marvel to fess up that he broke it, Batman modified them to give off a signal beacon to the watchtower once broken. He really wanted to put a tracker on it to find out more about Marvel but he knew that would be a bad idea.

After getting to the location of the broken device they investigate the area for clues. Maybe where Adam took him or how he had done it. Nothing. No clues could be found, there were obvious signs of struggle by what looked to be a small figure but that couldn't be related to this, they were both walls of muscle adding a small child into this didn't make sense.

Regardless the struggle of the child was something to look into as it is their job. It seems that at one point the body fell slack like they passed out. Maybe from exhaustion or injury, though there are no signs of blood so not the latter. There was also the possibility of a drug in the mix. It would make sense why Adam had a needle but why would he use it on a child?

Even if none of the facts lined up, these things happening here didn't feel like a coincidence to anyone.

-----

They were finally here, they finally tracked down Adam and where he's holding Billy and now they have to face the truth. The truth that Captain Marvel is a small child who can barely defend himself against the greater forces of evil. They figured it out on the way here and while tracking him down but nobody had really processed it. The proof was right in front of them, there was no room to deny it further.

The scene they investigated was no coincidence. The struggling child who was drugged was Captain Marvel.

-----

I woke up to check my phone and you greet me anon, absolutely love it. Kinda got lost in my mind there with the writing. Anon your brain is so big for this, imagine all the raw emotion put into the angst to make the reader cry when the end comfort comes, or not, make them cry because of character death instead. Whichever floats your boat.

I wanted to write more about Adam holding Billy hostage and more about them searching for clues but I didn't really know how I wanted to put it. Man this idea has so much opportunity. Maybe I should start writing instead of jotting this down in a Tumblr post.

[grimbonezz]

ACTUALLY GETTING TO WORK ON WELCOME TO WOLFSHIRE AND POSSIBLY TURNING IT INTO SOME ACTUAL PLOT!

It technically had plot right now but its very watered down and less in detail so to say. I always wanted to take the plot up a notch to where there is proper character conversations rather than being in a script like format but also fleshing out the characters along the way rather than having all their information out in the open from the start.

Technically. TECHNICALLY. Wolfshire started from inspiration I got from Bully:Scholarship Edition when I created it two years ago but now it's finally getting on track to having its own plot with some inspiration. The world is slowly getting fleshed out more now and its getting a new guide to go with it!

To all my writers and creators out there, do not give up on those drafts you have lying around or work you feel like that isn't worth to complete. With time and patience, you'll make something amazing and you regret✨

[sherlolly-siya]

I don't think I'm joking anymore when I say I really do have a very good story/plotline/concept that I need to send to YRF. can someone help me out here? I know nothing of this.

[kawaiikatuwu]

These are some of my old (very old) drafts for pilot, the first episode of Abnormal Animal Behaviors. It barely resembles the current episode so I thought I’d post it.

We use transportation every single day, in fact we have been using many types of transportation for centuries. Nowadays we have all types of transportation. Cars, planes, boats, bikes, buses, trains… our own two feet. Transportation takes you places, as far as you can imagine. Some people have no desire to go far though. Some people won’t take a step farther than their hometown. I guess that’s me. How can you blame me though, I’ve been here my whole life. I don’t mind a little change but it’s hard to leave 13 years of memories behind.

I’m currently in a stage of life where things are constantly changing, my life’s orbit is spinning out of control. It’s hard to be a middle school kid. As you age things change, people mature, you learn things you wish you hadn’t. It’s funny, kids want to grow so much,take off their training wheels. Then they hit the point where they’ve gotten everything they’ve ever dreamed of, the climax, and realize it is so much worse than they thought. You wanna go back but you can’t now. You’ve already reached the destination.

We use transportation every single day, in fact we have been using transportation for centuries. Nowadays we have all types of transportation. Cars, planes, boats, bikes, buses, trains… our own two feet. Transportation takes you places, as far as you can imagine. Some people have no desire to go far though. That’s me. I’m fine right where I am. I have my two Best Friends, what else could I need.

Sometimes the boat tips, the plane crashes, the earth shifts…

But eventually you will find people to keep you grounded. To land the plane safely and get you to your final destination. Your pilots.

Pilot,

The things that help you take off.

[wintryethereal]

Oops, started a new story

believe it or not, you can blame @crimsonbubble for this story idea. i don't even know how to start describing this one, it wasn't supposed to be a part of my book series, it attached itself naturally, as they all do ;u; no freedom, no rest.

ok, uh, an obvious hint as to the fandom on crimsonbubble's blog that started all oft his: guns do exist in Thalassic Space, they're just magic or have exorcising qualities to them.

i don't talk about Thalassic Punk on my fan fic accounts because i realized that any attempt to explain leads to spoilers. i've been working on this project for a year, am on draft number two, aaand am supposed to be halfway done that. however. i am horrible at remaining interested in a story for longer than a week. it does happen, i just happen to be riding the world's (potentially) most "where the hell did that come from?! i like it" dark rides the world of fiction has (not yet) seen ('cause it's a massive construction zone).

i... should probably start a blog just for Thalassic Punk. Maybe not today, i don't feel like it. oops again? eh. anyway, uhhh, thanks crimsonbubble, you saved me from writer's block, even though i didn't have it yesterday salfdkjsldfj

[roguepen]

Early Drafts- Let’s Have a Look

So, I found my early concept notes for One for Sorrow from 2018. It’s interesting to see the changes that were made and what was carried over into the final product. I know I have other draft sketches or scenes, but I think this is the earliest one I have. So, I’m going to post it for you all and make comments on it to clarify my choppy notes.

I have a pretty good memory of the things I did not write down and actual early scene drafts in Scrivener that I’d love to post and comment on now that I’m posting this sin. 

It’s very long guys, everything is under the cut.

Names- Lucinda Winterbourne (grandmother) her daughter Beatrice Winterbourne eloped with Walter Cooper, an American Muggle-born.

Audrey Cooper is a graduate of the Witches Institute, a small magical institution famous for producing young witches of quality. And defending itself admirably in an attack two hundred years ago from outside forces, along with a focus on botanical and natural magics under the Headmistress Talulah Armstrong.

Audrey originally attended an all girl’s school in my earliest drafts and that idea stayed late into the drafting process. I believe I was going to use the outskirts of Salem for the location of this institution. I believe there is still a witches school in and around Salem in the final version. 

Lucinda as a character or a name has always been in the drafts and she has remained unchanged in many aspects as a concept. I may have a sketch of her from this time period in one of my sketchbooks, name and all. Very old. Very prim. Very stern. So, the core character is the same to a point.  

Plot-

Overworked, underpaid and working in the international department of MACUSA, twenty-year-old Audrey Cooper needs a change. Quickly. After discovering an unopened letter in her deceased mother’s home, Audrey uncovers a relative she never knew she had. Audrey writes her back and is invited to come and visit. Realizing this might be the change she had been looking for, she immediately quits her clerking job and goes to an international portkey station.

Only, Lucinda Winterbourne is not what she was expecting. Lucinda wants a heir to take over her vast estate and wealth. Not a true relationship with her granddaughter.

And the Ministry of Magic is more the same of MACUSA.

Though, an unexpected friendship may make this whole ordeal worth it in the end.

I forgot that I had Lucinda as Audrey’s grandmother in the concept stages. Audrey from a more middle class background in this concept and the setting was originally post-war. Lucinda was far more assertive and aggressive about her views on what she wanted from Audrey as the family matriarch, so to speak and was far more blatant about launching her onto society like a ship. 

Lucinda being a great-aunt and not a grandmother helps add more layers of tragedy to the family as a unit. Lucinda is no stranger to tragedy and I wanted her to cling to an idea of what the family was, that hope of recovery being restored with Audrey and realize that she messed up in a lot of ways.  

This is a super early idea that I knew was not going to survive contact with the page. I did not think there was enough going on to hold a long story. So I started throwing more stuff at the plot...

Plot 2 Notations-

Family: Audrey has a father who is preoccupied with his young, pretty wife and their own child. Audrey’s stepmother, a model and a bit of a gold-digger is quite happy to see her go. Her younger half-sister is ten.

Special Skills: A Parseltongue

Ilvermorny House: Wampus

Bloodstaus: Pure-blood,

Wand: Alder; Unyielding, horned serpent horn core. Wand makes a low whistling tone when danger approaches. Also has a mother of pearl inlay on the handle.

We can see the early idea of family conflict here. Her father was originally a prominent business man and her stepmother had a career job. Annette was always there as an idea, and developed into the little weird preteen we may need to worry about as I started writing.

Audrey being a Parselmouth was something that was in early drafts. I had a whole subplot around it but it got scrapped for being super weird. Instead, it remains as a commentary on the skillset in the wider world which I’ll be exploring in the story proper down the road.

Also, apparently a Wampus graduate? I think that was put there because this author loves cats. 

My theory about US wizards being far more insular takes root here in these drafts, as they also care more about the gift of magic than the blood status of a person. 

I think Alder remains a good wand wood for the core of Audrey as a character, but I think Cedar, the final choice, shows something that was lies a bit deeper for the character, her ability to perceive others. It is difficult to pull the wool over Audrey’s eyes, but sometimes her brain makes some leaps in conclusion that have no true basis in reality and just her past experience. The wand core’s ability to warn her of immediate threats can remind her of her initial instincts should she ignore them. I just thought it was cool and decided to keep it.  

Cedar trees can also be found in both the US and England.   

Plot 2- 

Audrey Graves (Duel citizen of the US and Britain, age 18) has started her first job with MACUSA when she receives a strange letter.

The mysterious letter claims her brother found something dangerous, and that he is still alive. She decides to take her savings from her father and find out what all this means. She also hears from great aunt Lucinda Winterbourne, an old mysterious woman who lives alone in a big empty house. Someone she has only met once when she came to visit her dying sister.

It was assumed Lucas aged 30 was among the wartime missing? Her mother was killed in the war?

She and her father have a roaring fight before she leaves and her stepmother tells her that she will not be seeing a cent of her father’s money after she walks out that door.

Her cousin, an Auror, helps arrange for her to get out of the country with an international portkey and a place to stay. He tells her to get in touch with an Auror named Weasley when she gets to Britain. He might be able to point her towards getting help with finding her brother. 

While patchy, this idea held more water. This is the fic you all almost got. I have literal sections of this drafted on Scrivner, some repurposed for the final draft. It’s still post war but a lot of this carried over into the final draft. Alex’s original name was Lucas, I thought it would be funny to have one from each generation have a name that start with Lu-. I’m hilarious. Don’t @ me. 

Look! Quincy’s here too. 

Audrey being a granddaughter of Lucinda’s sister was also an early idea here. Along with the family fight, though I did not know what kind of fight would tear a family apart at the time, let alone one that could do it twice. I decided to think about it later, but write down the overview. 

Originally, Audrey was going to receive a series of letters until she managed to track down the writer and that stayed very, very late into production. I’ll dissect a scene I have written with a variation of the above concept in mind. Actually there are several scenes that I would love to go through from the early drafting stages. 

Side Notes:

Lucinda Winterbourne throws her weight around to meet her great-niece. Reminding the department head that a good bit of her fortune went to reconstruction after the war.

Stays with her aunt in her too large house, 

Gets job at the Ministry on her British Wizarding passport. Her aunt wants to make her a high society girl to make sure she’s taken care of. 

Meets Misty Nightspur, a redheaded 1/8th goblin from the accounting department. She likes numbers and makeup. Befriends Audrey after she stands up for her to the boss, who has a tendency to hire pretty witches and only keeps Misty on for her calculator brain.  

I have the pretty amusing scene of Lucinda throwing her weight around the Ministry somewhere. I’ll have to find that for you all. There was going to be more class conflict and commentary between Audrey and Lucinda.

Like Lucinda, Misty was an idea from the early stages. We see the early remnants of Lucinda’s motives that made it into the final version here and while not mentioned in detail, these general ideas about Misty remain true of the final version. Only Nobby Clark Sr. is not sexist that way, but there was always some degree of prejudice involved in Misty’s position with the accounting department. 

That concludes this exploration of my old notes. If I dig up anything else of interest, I’ll post it here for consumption and entertainment. 

[francesderwent]

wish list for people who don’t want anything

aka possessions which are just possessions, but which have noticeably improved my quality of life: for when people ask you “what do you want for your birthday/Christmas/graduation” and you instantly transform into St Francis and pledge fealty to Lady Poverty because your mind went blank

nice. new. sheets. I cannot emphasize this one enough. if you’re still using the same sheets you had in college, you should probably get new ones. get yourself some 100% bamboo rayon sheets—they're silky and perfect for summer and great for sensitive skin! or, if you’re cold all the time, flannel sheets!

kitchen knives. or even just one really good kitchen knife.

new curtains—blackout if you are a creature of the night like I am

fleece lined anything, but especially sweatpants and hoodies. wool lined socks are also good. if you don’t have the option of coming home after work and putting on an entire outfit that is loose and fuzzy, you should change that, because you deserve that option.

cookie sheets with a layer of air between the top and the bottom. the bottoms of your cookies will never burn again.

kitchen scale!!! no more leveling off flour with a knife and getting it all over the table!! now all your measuring is just shoveling stuff in and out of bowls like you’re at the beach. baking is both more accurate and also way more fun.

coffee bean grinder. if you want to upgrade your coffee experience, this is a great one-time purchase. just-ground beans have a much better flavor than pre-ground.

CDs!! ask for a gift card and expand your physical music collection! or a collection of the DVDs for your favorite show!

[availlenee]

So I was looking at my old drafts and found my old story. It was a fnaf security breach au where everything is rainbows and unicorns

[anony-mouse-writer]

grian as the strange man who appears suddenly on gem’s dock with no explanation. no one knows who he is.

no one saw him arrive and he has no car.

he’s never bought anything from the store, and a few locals said they saw him simply cooking and eating the fish he catches on the spot.

the only belongings he seems to own are his fishing gear.

when asked where he lives, he points to the cliff. there is a tiny blue house there, balancing precariously on wooden stilts. the house has never been there and no one’s seen it before, but the local gas attendant pulled up a 40 year old photo of her grandma on the beach, and sure enough, the tiny house is there, a wee speck of color hanging like a barnacle on the cold, wet bluff.

the age of his mysterious little home aside, no one’s sure when he visits it. he’s at his little dock before the earliest ships cast out, and the sickly glow of his lantern can be seen long into the coldest of nights.

the man has pulled the strangest things from the ocean. fish, to be sure, but other, stranger things. lily pads, far from their native biomes. fishing poles, tattered and worn, of various makes and styles- some look positively ancient. boots. giant shells with twisted patterns to match no living thing. a genuine horse saddle once. bowls. a bone that looked just a bit like a human femur.

and books. perfect, unblemished books, nearly glowing with some kind of energy and filled with a script both unfamiliar and unsettling to see.

he opens them each with a breathless anticipation that tastes like brine or maybe tears.

but whatever he sees in them is not what he wants, and each book is tossed aside with resigned disgust and something like despair, before the weathered pole is taken up to cast a line to sea once more.

[grimbonezz]

Best parts of drafting: ✨chapter titles✨

[schizodesires]

Your older brother keeps going "just one more hit, how about another, what are you a pussy? oh look at me i can't smoke a bowl, what a loser" until you get so high you don't know where you are or how you got there or why your dear brother is on top of you with all of his weight, why he's thrusting into your limp body and telling you how good you feel, how wonderful of a fucktoy you are, how good of a job you're doing not fighting back, bragging about how many times he's came inside..uh..what were you thinking of again? what's happening?

[kawaiikatuwu]

Draft for Terror Tower script (so sorry if it’s really bad 🥲)

|Super human society is black and white. Civilians and Heroes are good. Villains are bad. It's been a fact all my life…

|But at this moment it doesn’t seem so factual.

Jessica| Laurey, how long are you gonna watch interviews of this dude?

Laurey| Shut up! <she hands Jess the carton of ice cream she just finished eating.>

<while eating the carton>

Jessica| He’s just some random guy Laurey. What’s the big deal?

Laurey| He’s not some random guy! He’s horrible and he has ruined my life!

Jessica| Laurey don’t be like that. You made it on to terror tower, isn’t that what you wanted. You could’ve not made it.

Laurey| …I’m getting more ice cream. <she does exactly what she said she was gonna do>

[lilybug-02]

Wow. That could not have turned out worse.

Part 23 || First || Previous || Next

--Full Series--

This comic will be on Holiday Hiatus this December and January! While on a cliffhanger? What a scam! >:/

[lily-tritoon-art]

Breaking News! Siblings go on an awkward dinner after 5 years of not seeing one another, more after the break! (seriously, there are so many images. Also: bonus notes at the end!)

(commercial break over!)

Bonus Note Time!

Yeah ripperoni to literally everyone but me and a few friends because i have like, so many ocs that you are probably not even aware of because i barely post about them. Lmao.

But yeah Scintilla has a brother! woo 🎉 Yeah he's on the toyhouse but that hasn't been updated in a hot minute. I'll update it later i guess :P

This entire ordeal kicks off what I've been internally referring to as the Wedding Arc btw. Just a whole arc where these two get on better terms with one another.

Anyways I format my story thoughts like this because it just gets it out of my head. Otherwise it'll just marinate in there forever and that's annoying!

Last note: I wasn't sure how to go about formatting this in tumblr I hope it looks alright because AAAAAAAAAA

[gghannd]

Writing project is still on progress. . .

I recently started to take writing on a serious level and so far I am making a little progress. I do not know where this project of mine will go, whether it will be a short story or a novella? But one thing I am sure of is to just keep writing. I am actually still on the idea process or first draft and to be frank, I am not 100% sure where the plot is going because I keep changing it while writing so in the end I did not follow my original outline, at all.

While starting on my writing project everything I have written is on a small notebook. I know that some people would write their works mostly on the computer but in my case writing on a notebook is much more convenient. I noticed that when I try to write on a notebook or a piece of paper, story ideas instantly flooded my mind and keeps me more motivated. Unlike when I was typing my story ideas in the past on the computer the only thing I see is a blank page and nothing more. So having a notebook really does help me with my creativity.

I do hope that I can finish this little writing project of mine. I am not confident with my writing especially that English is not my first language which makes me question myself as why am I doing this.

Besides for being negative about my skills, there is still editing. Which I am thankful for. So good luck to me and my writing process.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girl found dead in a hidden room.

[First] Prev <–-> Next