#writing lecture

[the960writers]

Brandon Sanderson's Writing Lecture (2025)

Just a reminder, Brandon Sanderson uploads the new lectures from his creative writing college course to youtube.

Free college level education, especially for fantasy and science fiction writers. Do not miss out on this!

[theorphicangel]

toji who only eats after making sure you've eaten. best believe he won't feel comfortable having dinner if you're skipping because he'll skip too. (maybe it comes from his childhood and being shunned by the zenin clan to the point where he had to eat alone constantly whilst his family ate together. ) but now with you, he enjoys eating at a dinner table with company. his safe place even.

either way you won't see him filling his plate before you do. on the days that you're too lazy to get up he'll bring a plate for you and won't eat until he sees that fork or spoon enter your mouth first. on days that you're extra busy and forget to feed yourself he'll say 'fuck it' and feed you himself.

whenever you delay your dinner he will too.

'not hungry at the moment, maybe later.' you mumble, scrolling on your phone.

'me too.'

you raise a brow. 'oh really...I could have sworn I heard your stomach rumble.'

'must have been the wind.'

[everwalldigan]

Bruce: *waking up in a hospital that he drove himself to after having a heart attack and telling absolutely nobody* hey…

The entirety of the batclan looking over him with Dick in the centre, an absolute terrifying grin on his face:

Dick: hello Bruce, nice evening isn’t it? Got something to share with us?

Edit: the fic is now out on ao3! https://archiveofourown.org/works/57780508

[professorsparklepants]

Sorry I'm not over the framing of Hadestown as a cyclical story. This is an old, old song, but we're gonna sing it again. We've been singing it for hundreds, probably thousands of years. It is the oldest surviving opera, the second ever written. It is, I cannot express this enough, the most common opera adaptation of all time. As soon as this story existed we were putting it to music and on a stage. This is an old, old song. And we're gonna sing it again. Because we love to sing. And because we love.

[bobbinfire]

(Artwork heavily inspired by this comic by @somerandomdudelmao. Love that series, check it out)

Anyways new chapter

With the death of the deceiver and the rise of a new leader among us, we the High Guard are entering a new chapter. New recruits have joined with the winds of change and new ways are sure to be introduced into the rhythm of life we have fallen into during these last 50 cycles. Rest assured, our core beliefs shall never be dismissed and we your three Commanders will remain as such. However, one must not neglect the importance of the young mech to rally our ranks into a new era. He is young. But under careful crafting a direction, Megatron will turn into a fine leader. A lord that will rule this world. Work together with recently enlisted soldiers on your individual squadrons. The High Guard is gone. We are not. Nor will we ever disappear as long as we work as one. Together we are stronger. Together we are a faction. We are an army. We are Decepticons :)

Next chapter mock comic>

[justhereforsomethingnice]

Danny is dead, which manifests as a ghost which falls under the anti ecto acts. Classified the same as insects, less rights then a corpse or a gun. Thing is, he discovered he’s also a meta. Sure, it wasn’t anything grand or amazing or something. His meta power was literally seeing through clouds if he wanted to. Which, is awesome, yay for star gazing and on misty morning drives he’s Jazz’s go to copilot but other then that? Not really much use (he’s not counting the times he was able to spot enemies hiding in cloud coverage or trying to use smoke machines).

However, now as he was visiting metropolis, the GIW had found him. Great? No.

So as Superman (who was told by official government agents that he was a dangerous criminal despite looking like a toddler in his eyes) grabbed him, agents in white creeping up on the sides, he said the first thing coming to mind. “I’m a meta, you can’t do shit to me.”

He snarled it to the GIW of course but now they’re kinda stumped at that reaction and if that would effect the anti ecto laws. Superman just thinks he has a self righteous, stuck up little prick in his hands.

Misunderstandings ensue.

[jade-of-mourning]

it's finally done, and it's probably the gooiest garbage i'll ever make.

credit to my new buddy @i-love-tdp-if-you-can-tell for doing almost all the characters' flat colors!! i am so so so infinitely thankful to them bc otherwise none of the other efforts of making this would have happened. between the lineart, backgrounds, shading, and touch-ups, these five pages have taken years off numerous braincells' lifespans, and without their help, may have annihilated my entire brain capacity.

if you like, please reblog! we put in a Lot of time and effort into this!

you would think that between last time (one other event) i tried comic-ing and now, i would've learned to not handwrite the text, but alas...

thank you for answering my plead for help, sky! and for managing to work around my design inconsistencies and sketchy lineart <3 ik you said you didn't need anything, but if you ever decide you want an art, hit me up any time :)

and to the tdp fandom, whoops… sorry for all the requests rotting in my inbox. it was a fun september and a fun six years of lurking, but alas i think i will be bailing for the moment. maybe you'll see me around.

[rsenak]

heard it was the last day of bellara week for @datvcompanionweeks yesterday. something something blighted -> grey warden bellara for day 6 or day 7--

[ogurch66]

I love the trope when at Ravenhill Bilbo forgives Thorin and then they live happily ever after but I think I very rarely see a situation where Bilbo of course forgives because Thorin is dying but after his behavior during the goldsickness he's kind of...disappointed in him and his love has weakened. Therefore, after it became clear that Thorin was not dying, Bilbo began to move away from him.

The company, along with Thorin, is horrified and tries to simultaneously persuade Bilbo to stay and force Thorin to apologize in the proper manner (by Dwarrow standards), while Thorin himself, meanwhile, tries to regain Bilbo's trust. And imagine the chaos.

The mountain is being restored, new people are arriving, some important decisions need to be made, and the king stands awkwardly at the hobbit’s door with a bouquet that came out of nowhere in the middle of winter and with a sad, pleading face asks if he can enter (inside his own mountain!)

[leoremin]

FOR ANY WRITERS OR THOSE WHO LIKE GOTHIC LITERATURE

I found this. It's basically a huge list of how to write in a gothic horror-like style. It gives you words to use, and what types of adjectives to put down, and it explains them rather than just giving you a list too. I hope someone beyond myself finds this useful because holy shit am I going to use this tool

[theorphicangel]

it feels like the whole world has stopped.

that's how you'd describe your mornings with miguel. gentle and soft caresses awakes you. the heated room of your shared bedroom welcomes you to another autumn day. the november clouds hang heavy over nueva york, almost like a blanket offering comfort to the busy people of the city below.

soft whispers of 'good morning' and lingering kisses. you can taste the peppermint toothpaste on his lips as he kisses you. with every contact you awake, one planted on your lips, the tips of your nose and finally your forehead.

neither of you have any specific commitment this morning, meaning that there's no rush to leave the comfort of your apartment.

tired limbs force themselves to pad across the room to the bathroom with miguel lingering by your side as you brush your teeth, hands wrapped around your waist. 'beautiful' he murmurs into your ear, staring at the two of you in the bathroom mirror. dressed in nothing but his t-shirt.

slow footsteps dance from the bathroom to the kitchen. just like every other morning you take your usual seat at the counter watching.

'like a cat' you recall him saying, 'always hungry to eat'

'you or the food?' you joked once, not missing the way the tips of his ears flushed pink.

with eggs frying and buttered toast on the matching plates you had bought from the local market, miguel stands between your thighs. from your position you can now see his caramelised eyes clearer. without another word, the two of you lean into a shared kiss.

intimate. the silent acknowledgement of your appreciation for each other. the taste of his lips are nothing but familiar, a craving your tongue will never get sick of.

you hope to relive this very morning tomorrow and many more days after that.

and you will. tomorrow.

reblogs are much appreciated!! thank you for reading ! :)

[bluerosefox]

Head Over Heels

-Slides into DPxDC fandom and slaps down another AU sticky note on everyone's forehead-

Kinda single mom (maybe Queen Regent? if we got Ghost King route) Jazz! to triplets (deaged) Danny, Dan, and Dani! and they all get sent to the DCverse to start new lives.

The three were ditching school, secretly of course mostly to help get money for Jazz and themselves, when they get taken by the Joker because he decides the Wayne bait looking kids would make the most interesting hostages for the game he wanted to play.

Jazz is NOT happy when she senses them in danger. (and it happened during her job hours too so she had to book it out citing a 'family emergency'. She knows she's no doubt going to be fired for leaving the way she did but fine, she hated the job anyways and her boss was a creep.)

Jason falls head over heels when he see's this amazonian tall/powerful woman knock out a good number of Joker's teeth and basically destroys him when he got info of where the Joker was hiding out after the clown kidnapped some kids from his turf.

Speaking of the kids, they are busy cheering their big sister on and hoping she wouldn't be too upset that they ditched school. And...

Was Red Hood a Reverent?! Cool!

[stonesparrow]

No-petrification AU Senku teaching college courses on rocket science and on account of being Professor Shares Nothing About Himself the students are absolutely forming theories about him based on random little details, some stupider than others “look man I’m just saying at this point there’s more evidence he IS an alien than evidence he’s NOT”

One day when class starts everyone’s like…something seems…off…

And then a little hand reaches up from behind the desk and without even pausing his lecture Senku hands it a cookie.

The students watch with wide eyes as a little toddler with dark hair starts wobbling around the front of the room, occasionally peering at them but mostly just sitting at Senku’s feet. Eventually they tug at his lab coat and he picks them up also without stopping the lecture.

Finally a brave student ventures the million yen question. “Um, professor? Where did the kid come from?”

Senku gives them a funny look and says “I’m sure you passed middle school biology.” And goes right back to the lecture.

[rikan-oo]

Jiuyuan Uni Au, where SY and SJ are both literature professors that have a beef with each other, but still get paired for lectures/practice lessons for same groups for some reason (It's actually Airplane's fault, but hey sometimes he needs a break from these two as much as other teaching stuff, so they neutralize each other).

SJ usually delivers lectures, and SY takes care of practice lessons. Despite similar elegant air, these two are different as night and day in their teaching methods. At Shen Jiu's lectures, students are afraid to take a breath, let alone ask questions. Meanwhile, SY loves conversations and debates on his lessons. He sometimes bullshits about plot on purpose to check whether students read material.

Nevertheless, SY and SJ have one other thing in common. They say passive-aggressive comments about each other or give backhanded compliments when nobody expects that. It fuels theories among students why would they hate each other, but it's so hilarious that students started to collect these questionable quotes and make fun of that. Also, I wholly believe that they would have nicknames because both of them are Shens. I bet it's confusing as hell, so SJ would be either Snape or Evil Queen. Meanwhile, SY is some kind of fairy.

Usually, SJ does lectures and SY — practice lessons, but once it was decided to swap them. Airplane was sick, so the other person made a new schedule. Top 10 Anime disasters. Meanwhile, more failing and bad grades were expected. Nobody could predict this shitstorm. It's all concentrated around one particular student, whose name was Luo Binghe. SY's favorite student and absolute teachers pet for him. Obviously, for SJ, it was hate from first sight. Many failed this course, and LBH was no different. He didn't get enough points because SJ was extra picky with grading his papers. LBH, all crying with puppy face, lamented to SY, and then shit hit the fan.

SY went to SJ, and they had a cat fight in their office after lessons. It started with accusations from both sides about bias. SJ saying that he obviously favors LBH and codles a beast who is too cocky, arrogant, and doesn't know his place. SY saying SJ is biased and hates LBH for his talent and cleverness, and also because LBH prefers SY's articles and analysis to SJ. Then, it proceeds to them criticizing each other and screaming. Naturally it ended with them making out (again) and having hatefuck (new!)

SJ was smug and obviously bragged to LBH with "I fucked your mum" energy. SJ: "Nobody is going to believe you anyway." (Wrong, LMY will eat this shit up and write a ff with love triangle, adding her brother and professor YQY to the mix. Somehow, all faculty know about its existence and students share it like a sacred torch) Boy is deeply traumatized by his teacher's sacrifice to pacify evil dragon. He promises SY a lifetime servitude. (SY: "No, Binghe, don't kneel, please. I don't need a lifetime servitude. Just you living a fulfilling life and pursuing academic endeavors is enough for me. " LBH: "Laoshiii *crying*). LBH won, but at what price. Press F for SY ass and LBH lovelife.

[help-itrappedmyself]

Liminal Jason part 6

This part feels like a lot of exposition. My bad, but the Batfam does not know how Danny and his life works.

You can find the earlier parts on my masterpost

“And in this scenario, you three count as dead?” Red asked, hoping to get some clarity on this, quite frankly, annoyingly impossible scenario playing out in front of him. Because as much as he can see that they clearly have a way to communicate that is beyond him and knows that they have all died, his brain does not seem to want to compute this information into other conclusions. A glance from Tim to Bruce shows that while he may not be struggling as much with the logistics of this situation, he is still struggling.

That may be because of all the children in front of him that- regardless of current status- all did die at some point. 

“Sort of,” Danny shrugs. “What you have to understand is there are a lot of different kinds of beings from what you would consider the land of the dead, which I call the Ghost Zone, and is more formally known as the Infinite Realms. There is a lot of diversity, and It would be a real sit-down kind of lesson to try and explain them all to you guys. The important bit for right now is that the three of us,” Danny gestures to Red Hood, then himself, then to Robin,”are three different beings, as related to the Infinite Realms, and I am the only one that technically counts as dead.”

Danny is very good at ignoring the side glances being thrown around. “But Ghost Speak can be spoken by any denizen of the Infinite Realms, who falls under any of it’s categories or rulers.” 

“Rulers?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Danny does another hand waving motion. “You know, Hades and Pluto, Lucifer and the Devil, the Ghost King, and other various religions and beliefs rulers. It's all very monarchist. The Infinite Realms are all technically under the control of the Ghost King, but the Infinite Realms are infinite and that’s a lot for one person to control. So various religious leaders all  make up what is essentially Dukes and Lords and Barons and other random titles, and they all control their little Realms and make up what could be considered a council or a parliament or Congress or what-have-you that is technically under the rule of the Ghost King. But the Ghost King really only takes care of the really big stuff most of the time. Unless there’s a tyrant on the throne, like with Pariah Dark. He was a terrible ruler, very controlling.”

Danny was rambling. He was aware of this, but the others seemed too shell-shocked to be able to stop him, and he has never really been able to talk about this with anyone so now that he is he doesn’t think he can stop himself either. 

“He’s not on the throne anymore, luckily. Technically the right to the throne is transferred through single-combat, very old-fashioned. No one could beat Pariah Dark so they locked him in the Coffin of Forever Sleep for a really long time instead. I don’t think the Infinite Realms really need a King all that much, they got by just fine for millenia without one. But now we’re getting into politics. Unimportant. Death Speak, language of the Infinite Realms, totally natural, not at all bad.”

Danny forces himself to take a very long, slow breath. By the time he is done, the others seem at least semi-recovered. 

“If it’s all the same to you, I think I would like that sit-down lesson at some point.” Red mutters, fingers twitching as he pulls out his tablet to start writing down this information. Bruce grunts in agreement.

“If it's all the same to you,” Hood snaps, “I would like to get out of this cell now.” 

“If we let you out, will you stay until we have the results from all of the tests?” Bruce asked. “They’re currently running so it won’t take long.” 

“Why the hell do we need to stay for that? You-”

“Did you take my blood?” Danny interrupted, seeming very concerned.

“It was a precaution, we had to test it. We took some of Hood’s too.” Red tried to explain. It didn’t seem to be helping, Danny’s breathing was getting kind of fast. “The tests are running now, just to look for influences of mind control or magic. And to test for dimensional distortions and integrity, if you were telling the truth about being from a different dimension. And to see if you have an alternate in this dimension that we need to be concerned about you running into.”

“I don’t really care -well, yes I do, breach of privacy, and consent, and-” Danny took a deep breath. “That is not my main concern at the moment. You were safe when handling my blood, right? You used gloves and it didn’t get on you or anything? I don’t know where we are and what you people are like, but just tell me you were safe around my blood.”

The real concern and fear in Danny was starting to get everyone else.

“Don’t worry, we are very safe here. We all have training and we know and use lab and medical safety procedures.” Damian spoke softly, aiming to calm.

“What is wrong with your blood, Danny?” Hood’s concern for him came out in underling Ghost Speak, and between him and Damian, Danny was able to calm some.

“It may be… not radioactive. Not contagious either.” Danny’s voice trailed to muttering for a moment as he figured out how to word what he said next. “My blood has a contaminant in it. Just don’t let it touch you, and definitely don’t let it get inside you somehow. It can also be dangerous if you have prolonged exposure, so make sure to get rid of any samples as soon as possible after the test and keep it away from other samples. And for the love of everything that is holy, try to keep it away from anything that will ever be ingested. Keep it away from food!”

“It can contaminate other samples?” 

“It can contaminate anything given enough time, technology included. But it spreads way more easily when it’s cold for some reason, so really anything put in a fridge with it should be tossed immediately.”

“You said it’s not contagious?” There was concern in even Red’s voice now.

“You’re not ill are you?” Damian eyes Danny warily.

“I’m fine, It’s part of me being what I am. Just,” Danny sighed and ran his fingers through his hair before cupping the back of his neck with both hands and looking towards the ceiling. “Think of it like a transforming agent. I’ve already been exposed, my DNA is altered, the harm is already done. My body actually needs that substance to survive now. Hood and… I’m sorry I don’t know what to call you.” Danny swung his hands back down to his sides as he glanced at Robin. 

“Robin.” Damian stated bluntly. 

Danny nodded and continued. “Hood and Robin have already been exposed so they’re fine for low to medium amounts of exposure. You two,” Danny pointed a finger at Red and then Batman, “Have not been exposed and therefore should avoid it as much as possible. Even a little bit can cause lifelong effects.”