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Here are my kittens

This is Simba⇩⇩

He is male, 6 years old and of Bengali breed.

He is very calm, he likes pampering but not excessively, he loves his personal space. Her favorite activity besides sleeping is cleaning Nala and taking care of her, he is always with her. Insects disgust him a little. He loves chicken and salmon food, and if they are sweets even better. He is very active and talkative, he is always meowing. He is the biggest cat with the most striking colors I have ever met, I love you so much Simba. He is my best friend, although sometimes he misses a small bite.✨✨

And this is Nala⇩⇩

She is female, 2 and a half years old, and half Bengali, half Persian.

She is very playful, she is always running after some insect or anything that moves. She loves to eat, sleep and sunbathe on her back. She always sleeps in strange positions. She doesn't like chicken very much, but she loves fish and beef. She likes freshly cut ham from the store. She is very affectionate, she is always looking for arms to caress her or take her for a walk around the house. She never mind you touching her or picking her up. She doesn't meow much, unless she wants pets or food...she is the smallest and cutest kitten I have ever met, I love her so much. ✨✨

They are always together, if one is not next to the other, they immediately look for each other. They are inseparable. Although Simba had a hard time accepting Nala at first, he eventually took her on as her friend and adventure partner. He is always in charge of taking care of her, when Nala hunts a grasshopper, he scolds her, because he believes that this bug will hurt her. And she is in charge of always keeping him entertained, encouraging him to play races around the house and things like that. They are very good friends.

They love to gossip and watch the street from the window together.

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Wattpad!

Ok, I just posted info on wattpad. This time in English, I will be translating my chapters and uploading them little by little. I hope it is more comfortable to read!!

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First chapter. My native language is not English. I am translating it with Google Translate, I am very sorry if something is misspelled.

────❝𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫❞───

I wake up in my comfortable and warm bed tired. I hadn't been able to rest much, since I went to bed late because I didn't realize what time it was and I ended up drawing at my desk until 2 in the morning, and that thing about having to wake up at six in the morning to Getting to the Institute at a good time... It didn't help, I only slept 4 hours... As always.

I get up, to immediately feel three more pesos in my bed. They were my cat Freya, my ferret Tlaloc and my dog ​​Calupoh Anubis. They were demanding their breakfast from me, so with great regret I got out of bed to go downstairs and go to the kitchen. I tossed all three of them some food into their respective bowls. Seeing that they were already satisfied, I turn on the coffee maker and put two pieces of toast to heat up.

Meanwhile, I went back up to my room to get dressed, I put on something comfortable, like every day. Several people call me "Perfect Bum" or "Perfect Style". Anyway. Many people, many opinions which are worth embarrassing me

*CHING*

The mini oven rang indicating that the toasts were ready, the coffee for sure too. I quickly finished dressing and put on my necklaces, earrings and rings, I also checked that my piercings were well placed. I put on my old vans with some paint on them and almost fell down the stairs with my pets behind me.

Breakfast calmly, it was still very early, he started classes at 7:45. It was barely 6:10.

Once I finished my toast and the empty coffee cup, I left everything in the sink, I'll clean it up when I get back from school. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and went to the exit where I grabbed the straps and my jacket, it was early November, which means cold and rain (and maybe snow), to get closer to the door.

-Guys! Come on. Walk time -I yelled not too loud to hear the herd of pets.

I put my little Tlaloc in a special bag that I had woven for him, my girl Freya, who was always tucked into the hat of my sweatshirt, I put a kind of jacket that I had also made for her, and I put Anubis on my big one. kind of a dog scarf, glad i went to those crochet classes with my old neighbor.

Once everyone is ready, with their straps on and in their positions, we go out into the cold outside for a walk around the area.

Anubis relieved himself, the other two did not want to go down, it was too cold. So once the great cannon's needs were relieved, we made a beeline for home.

I put enough food for them so they won't go hungry until 4. I get back from school, open the backyard door for Anubis and say goodbye to them. It was already 7:00.

-Hey guys. See you in 9 hours -I yelled slightly into the air, I grabbed my skateboard that was next to the entrance and locked the door, before joining the road, I put my headphones on with the random playlist.

A few strides were enough for me to have a great momentum, from a jump I mounted to the skate, I pushed myself a few more times, and rolling I went to the Institute.

Good news. I arrived at the perfect time, it was barely 7:30 when I stepped onto the sidewalk in front of the institute.

There are several groups there, there are the typical athletes, then the pretty girls who are quite posh, further on in a cloud of smoke are burned lungs. But among all that crowd I find my two friends, Arthur D'Oyly and Isabella Ruíz.

The two best people you can find in this Institute. Isabella is my friend since we met in kindergarten. Later, in 2nd grade, we were joined by Arthur, who fit in very well with us. Since then we have never been apart.

—Heeey. What's up, greñas? -Isa greeted me jokingly while she looked at my hair. Shit, that's what I forgot...

—Don't you have a comb at home? I know that with the curls it is not necessary. But man, looks like you've got a family of birds up there. Don't you have Tlaloc in there? -The funny Arthur finished off, who high-fived Isabella.

—Oh yeah, leave me, okay? She had to get the gang out before she came. I didn't remember or give me time, besides... How many times do you remind me of a decent hairstyle? -I complained as I rested my arm on Arthur's shoulder, who was slightly shorter than me, enough to be comfortable in that position.

—Since elementary school graduation? - Isa doubted

—Correct, 5 points for Hufflepuff. -I replied.

—Hey guys, here it comes - Arth warned as he looked back, pointing with his gaze at a white van that was coming excessively fast with the music at full volume.

—Let's see what garbage cans he throws away today -Arthur and I said at the same time, to later look at each other and let the three of us laugh lightly.

Indeed, that van, as always, arrived quickly and then the crazy driver did not stop in time, thus running over the garbage cans.

It got closer and closer, and the speed was practically the same, this time I shot four dribbles out of six, almost a full.

—Okay... I think it's time to go in if we want to make it to the box office alive. -I expressed without seeing the boy who almost fell out of the vehicle, I didn't care either.

—Ok, go on. Let's go -Isa said, placing herself between Arthur and me, grabbing an arm of each one. We looked like three old ladies with linked arms.

Our lockers, thanks to whoever, were pretty close to our starting class. Mine and Arthur's were next to each other, but Isabella's was two beyond mine.

I opened the locker, put my skateboard in and took out the books I need for first and second class.

—Hey. What class do we have now? -Isa asked me while she looked in the mirror and fixed her hair, once ready, she pulled my arm and began to try to fix my bird's nest a bit.

—Well... -I thought while looking for the schedule on my mobile -We have Language and Literature, then your favorite, Technology and before the break we have History.

—Chachi. Done, look how handsome you look -She said cheerfully as she turned me towards the mirror that was inside her locker. And she was right. You can't even tell that I don't comb my hair.

—Thank you- i said as i gave him a light hug.

—Do not eat in front of the poor. Come on, you know how Mrs. Brittany gets if we're late. -Said Arthur with crossed arms looking at his watch.

—Owww the little one got jealous, come into my armsss -I said extending my arms and opening and closing my hands. After thinking about it for a few seconds he hugged me. -Go ahead, now to class. -I said cutting the red

The language and literature class passed us by as slowly as ever, plus the monotonous voice of the teacher and the subject she is explaining doesn't help at all.

Once the language class finished, we had to go down to the "basement" of the Institute. Where was the Technology Room. It was a large classroom with many computers and tablets. Then, in a somewhat secluded area, there were work tables and next to them, materials and tools for treating wood and metal.

Honestly, it was one of our favorite classes. I loved when the teacher let us invent what we wanted with wood. Last time, I made a ring box for Arthur, and an earring holder for Isabella.

Today's class wasn't as entertaining as it usually is. We only gave the binary numbers, the teacher said that from time to time she should teach us theory. I found it quite easy to understand the binary code.

Finally, 3rd hour, after this we could go to the cafeteria for a skewer. Being in the 4th grade of secondary school was quite exhausting, I don't even want to imagine when we get to high school.

History class was always one of my favorites, after Art, Technology and cooking of course.

Today we did not give anything relevant, the teacher ordered us to place ourselves in groups to do the typical work on a relevant character in the story, we three place ourselves, as always. After having the groups, we went up to the laptop classroom, to be able to start the work.

Although we really have a great time, we always choose the most hidden and secluded laptop to be able to play all the time. We do the work in my house with background music and more tranquility.

Finally, the recess had arrived. The troops were already roaring violently at Arthur, I thought he would agree to cannibalism and eat us in the middle of the class. But he controlled himself.

Today for those who did not bring their food from home (Like me and Arthur), the menu was some vegetables with chicken, an apple and a small carton of pineapple juice. It wasn't my favorite dish but after all, food is food

We went down the stairs, since we had gone up to the third floor and the cafeteria was on the first floor near the exit.

But before we could even get to the door of said place, the loudspeakers heard:

—Mr. Anthonyson, go to the director's office. Aex- Axel Anthonyson, to the principal's office. -Sounded on the speakers Instantly several people in the hall who knew me began to look at me, which made me quite uncomfortable, but I ignored them as usual.

—Let us join you -Isa told me giving me a pat on the back

—Nono, stop, go to the cafeteria and get a good table. And please, feed Arthur now or he's going to hunt a freshman for a roast. I'll catch up with you later. - I told them both. Arthur did not hesitate to take the path towards the cafeteria again, but not before saying a light "See you later"

—Okay, bye, see you there. -She said goodbye to the female, to catch up running slightly to the contrary.

I'm hungry but... they need me somewhere else.

Lazily but somewhat quickly I began to walk to the area of ​​the first year of secondary school and in other stairs I went up to the 2nd floor. I have always said, the Institute is badly done, why so many turns to get to the Director? Not that he was the president, although sometimes it seems so...

I arrived and everything was already hurting, I got my breath back and calmed my breathing before knocking on the door.

—Go ahead- I heard inside the office. So I slowly opened the door and went inside.

There was the Director sitting behind the desk, to the right of him was my Art teacher and also our tutor this year, Mr. Franklin. In front of them, there was a brown-haired boy sitting on one of the chairs, he looked like a dog with his tail between his legs, surely he's scared shitless.

—Take a seat Ax- Franklin told me kindly. I've been his favorite student since I stepped foot in this institute, that's why he always treats me well.

I listened to what he told me and sat next to the boy, I didn't see his face, but I could feel his gaze on me.

—What do you need Director, Mr. Franklin? -I asked kindly with curiosity, although I think he gave me an idea of ​​what they wanted from me.

—You see... Axel. This guy to your left is Greg Heffley. He goes to first grade. But his grades have started to drop slightly compared to the first term, as well as getting into big trouble with a boy from his class... We need you to tutor him. -Said the Director bluntly

-What I that to whom of what?

Here the first chapter. Hope you like.

Created: 10/12/22 00:52

Posted: 12/23/22 12:23 PM

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Words: 2032

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Introduction

Full name: Axel Marc Anthonyson

Nicknames: Axie -Anthony -Tony - Sonny - Single Father- Greñas

Sexuality: ⚣ Gay

Ethnicity: American 🇺🇸

Place of birth: Columbus, Ohio, United States

☆彡彡-Physical Appearance- ミミ☆

Age: 17

Eye color: Hazelnut

Hair color: Dark brown

Hair style: Curly. Mullet, cut on the sides of the head.

Height: 1'85cm

Voice: Warm. Don't worry. Intimidating when angry or upset

☆彡彡-Favorites-ミミ☆

Color: Green, Black, White and Brown

Animal: Cats, dogs, parakeets, ferrets and lizards

Other: Spend time with his friends. Watch movies. Go anywhere on a skateboard.

Hobbies: Draw. Go do Graffiti. Read. Write. Listen to music. Go for a walk with her pets. To be with her friends. Art. Photography. Basketball. Guitar

☆彡彡-Family-ミミ☆

Mother: ✝︎ Laila Steward

Born 07/18. She die at the age of 48.

Father: Jake anthonyson

Born 01/23

☆彡彡-Relations-ミミ☆

Best Friends: Arthur D'Oyly and Isabella Ruiz

Crush: ????

Couple: ????

☆彡彡-Traits-☆彡彡

Introvert. From time to time arrogant. Faithful. Genuine. Somewhat demanding with his work. Considered. He is usually spiteful when someone deceives him or is disloyal. Honest. Comprehensive. Protective. Tolerant. calm and patient

CHARACTERS!

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──── ❝Axel Anthonyson❞ ───

"The art boy"

▪17▪

❝1.85m❞

⚣ gay

●○●○ဗီူ●○●○

[Neta, are you telling me that those five sticks are a person? We have quite a lot of work to do if you want to pass...]

─── ❝Rodrick Heffley❞ ───

"The boy in the band"

▪16▪

❝1,70m❞

⚥Bisexual

●○●○ဗီူ●○●○

[Let's see, sir "I know how to draw and you don't" How the hell do you want me to draw it? Look at him, my brother is literally a stick. ]

──── ❝ Isabella Ruíz❞ ───

"The Bestie Goss"

▪16▪

❝1,60m❞

⚢Lesbian

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[Just look in the mirror Ax; you're the graphic representation of "lovesick fool" And no, I don't make that face with Allison.]

──── ❝Arthur D'Oyly❞ ───

"The DJ Friend"

▪16▪

❝1.78m❞

⚥Pansexual

⚲ Gender Fluid

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[Brother, what do you want me to tell you...if you don't keep it, someone else will take it, or worse, another. Now help me make Maxie jealous at the party. ]

───❝Allison Williams❞───

"The bad girl"

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❝1'67❞

Bi-curious(?

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[Hum... Maybe she fell to the ground and searched badly. But, one thing... What was that "she's eating Allison" scandal, huh? Do you like the idea? that's why you're so red right?]

────❝Lucian Smith❞───

"The German Boy"

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❝1'80❞

⚥Pansexual⚥

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[What do you want me to tell him? Hey, hello... I'm Lucian, I've wanted to talk to you since the beginning of the course... But I didn't dare until now, you seem very cute... He's behind me, right?]

────❝Maxie Miller❞───

"The boy from the skating rink"

▪16▪

❝1'76❞

⚥ Bisexual

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[Hello, some skates for two hours please... You're Arthur, from my class, right?]

──── ❝Jake Anthonyson❞ ───

"The father"

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❝1.80❞

⚤ Straight

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[I know that since mom is not here I have focused only on the company... But honestly I am very proud of you.]

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✰ Glance is a fanfic inspired by the Disney movies "The Diary of a Wimpy Kid" which in turn is based on the book series by author Jeff Kinney. But the story of Axel, his friends and Rodrick is completely mine.

✰ Character information taken from Wikipedia, Fandom and Amino. The height is an approximation.

✰ The photos are not mine, only the edited ones. Credits to their respective owners.

✰ Possible containing +18 (it will be notified before its appearance) and profanity.

✰ Efforts will be made to follow the thread of the series

✰ Story with Homosexual content. gay. yaoi. If you don't like it, I kindly ask you to withdraw without making bad comments

✰ There will be some other misspelling that will be corrected later. I make mistakes, I'm not a machine. Of course, he accepted constructive criticism and so on, but said with respect, not with mockery or etc.

✰ If you have any ideas or suggestions, you are free (obviously if you wish) to tell me privately or in the comments. Even if it's something minimal, you can tell me, it won't bother me, rather, you'll make my day

✰ I will try to narrate and make it understandable as well as possible.

✰ From time to time, it is inevitable for me to have some writer's block. I hope you understand me

✰ My native language is not English. I am very sorry if there are mistranslated or misspelled words.

✰ The story will start with some events from the first book/movie and then something from before the second book/movie "Rodrick's Law" although most things will come from my imagination, there will be references and situations based on the books/movie.

(Boys love)

The story is about a homosexual couple of men. If you don't like this containing, I ask you to refrain from making any bad comments and retire.

(Girls Love)

The story will also deal in part with a homosexual couple of women. If you do not like this content, please refrain from making any bad comments and retire.

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Okay... Well... I've been writing a story based on Diary of a Wimpy Kid.

The main pairing is Rodrick × Oc Male. Then there are the secondary couples, which are Oc × Oc

I came to do some "publicity" since there are not many fanfics like that... Here is the link to the story.

I will be uploading the chapters in English here on Tumblr in case anyone is interested (English is not my native language, I am very sorry if something is inconsistent, or sounds strange, I am translating it with Google translate)

This is the Synopsis: (translated, the original story I have written in Spanish, my native league)

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𝙂 | 𝙂𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀

Axel Anthonyson. He had some school problems in the past, so now he is chosen by the principal to assume the responsibility of being the tutor of the younger Heffley, which leads him to meet Rodrick Heffley.

Rodrick Heffley. The teacher, knowing full well that this boy was going to fail arts again, assigns his favorite student as a tutor. Hoping young Anthonyson can teach him something.

Later, after having a strange relationship, the two discover that their tastes and hobbies are quite similar. Spending so much time together... generates new feelings in them, and by chance, they end up locked in the Heffley house for a whole weekend... What could happen there? After all; They're just two teenagers with raging hormones...

Well, and we must not forget the dramas of his best friends. Isabella who started talking to the girl he likes since 1st ESO; and Arthur, who thanks to his new job at the skating rink, has the opportunity to meet new people...

And maybe there's also another guy interested in Axel...

Love is breathed...

Glances are exchanged...

"Hah-yy/n-GAH!!! Mm..." the drummer groaned from under Axel. He grabbed his hips and pulled him back again..."

Homosexual|Gay Couple

Gay|Lesbian Couple

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Vale... Pues... He estado escribiendo una historia basada en el Diario de Greg.

La pareja principal es Rodrick × Oc Masculino. Luego están las parejas secundarias, que son Oc × Oc

Venía a hacerle algo de "publicidad" ya que no hay muchos fanfics asi...

Aquí está el enlace a la historia.

Estaré subiendo por aquí en Tumblr los capítulos en inglés por si alguien esta interesado/a

Esta es la Sipnosis:

𝙂 | 𝙂𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀

Axel Anthonyson. Tuvo algunos problemas escolares en el pasado, por eso ahora es escogido por el director de asumir la responsabilidad de ser el tutor del Heffley menor, lo que le lleva a conocer a Rodrick Heffley.

Rodrick Heffley. El profesor, sabiendo bien que este chico iba a suspender artes otra vez, le asigna a su alumno favorito como tutor. Esperando que el joven Anthonyson pueda enseñarle algo.

Mas tarde, después de tener una relación extraña, los dos descubren que sus gustos y pasatiempos son bastantes similares. El pasar tanto tiempo juntos... genera en ellos nuevos sentimientos, y por azares del destino, terminan encerrados en la casa de los Heffley todo un fin de semana... ¿Qué podria pasar ahí? Después de todo; solo son dos adolescentes con las hormonas revolucionadas...

Bueno, y no hemos de olvidar los dramas de sus mejores amigos. Isabella quien comenzó a hablar con la chica que le gusta desde 1° de la ESO; y Arthur, quien gracias a su trabajo nuevo en la pista de patinaje, tiene la oportunidad de conocer a nuevas personas...

Y quizás también hay otro chico interesado en Axel...

Se respira el amor...

Se intercambian miradas...

"Hah-yy/n-GAH!!! Mm..." el baterista gimió debajo de Axel. Agarró sus caderas y lo empujó hacia el nuevamente..."

Pareja Homosexual|Gay

Pareja Homosexual|Lesbiana

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07/12/2022

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ok so i made a playlist that rodrick heffley would be bumpin DAILY

mainly it’s my 2000’s shit but dude it HITS SO HARD

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まとめ

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— It took three betrayals for me to finally understand: the world is just an elaborate tapestry of lies.

scaramouche through the years ～

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Myths, Creatures, and Folklore

Want to create a religion for your fictional world? Here are some references and resources!

General:

General Folklore

Various Folktales

Heroes

Weather Folklore

Trees in Mythology

Animals in Mythology

Birds in Mythology

Flowers in Mythology

Fruit in Mythology

Plants in Mythology

Folktales from Around the World

Africa:

Egyptian Mythology

African Mythology

More African Mythology

Egyptian Gods and Goddesses

The Gods of Africa

Even More African Mythology

West African Mythology

All About African Mythology

African Mythical Creatures

Gods and Goddesses

The Americas:

Aztec Mythology

Haitian Mythology

Inca Mythology

Maya Mythology

Native American Mythology

More Inca Mythology

More Native American Mythology

South American Mythical Creatures

North American Mythical Creatures

Aztec Gods and Goddesses

Asia:

Chinese Mythology

Hindu Mythology

Japanese Mythology

Korean Mythology

More Japanese Mythology

Chinese and Japanese Mythical Creatures

Indian Mythical Creatures

Chinese Gods and Goddesses

Hindu Gods and Goddesses

Korean Gods and Goddesses

Europe:

Basque Mythology

Celtic Mythology

Etruscan Mythology

Greek Mythology

Latvian Mythology

Norse Mythology

Roman Mythology

Arthurian Legends

Bestiary

Celtic Gods and Goddesses

Gods and Goddesses of the Celtic Lands

Finnish Mythology

Celtic Mythical Creatures

Gods and Goddesses

Middle East:

Islamic Mythology

Judaic Mythology

Mesopotamian Mythology

Persian Mythology

Middle Eastern Mythical Creatures

Oceania:

Aboriginal Mythology

Polynesian Mythology

More Polynesian Mythology

Mythology of the Polynesian Islands

Melanesian Mythology

Massive Polynesian Mythology Post

Maori Mythical Creatures

Hawaiian Gods and Goddesses

Hawaiian Goddesses

Gods and Goddesses

Creating a Fantasy Religion:

Creating Part 1

Creating Part 2

Creating Part 3

Creating Part 4

Fantasy Religion Design Guide

Using Religion in Fantasy

Religion in Fantasy

Creating Fantasy Worlds

Beliefs in Fantasy

Some superstitions:

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Dustin: *sneaks into house at 2am*

Steve: *turns in swivel chair* care to tell me where you were?

Dustin: I was with... Uh... Eddie!

Eddie: *also turns in swivel chair*. Care to- *keeps spinning* Steve- I can't stop the chair-

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Making your angst hurt: the power of lighthearted scenes. 

I’m incredibly disappointed with the trend in stories (especially ‘edgy’ YA novels) to bombard the reader with traumatic situations, angry characters, and relationship drama without ever first giving them a reason to root for a better future. As a reader…

I might care that the main siblings are fighting if they had first been shown to have at least one happy, healthy conversation. 

I might cry and rage with the protagonist if I knew they actually had the capacity to laugh and smile and be happy.

I might be hit by heavy and dark situations if there was some notion that it was possible for this world to have light and hope and joy to begin with.

Writers seem to forget that their reader’s eyes adjust to the dark. If you want to give your reader a truly bleak situation in a continually dim setting, you have to put them in pitch blackness. But if you just shine a light first, the sudden change makes the contrast appear substantial.

Show your readers what light means to your character before taking it away. Let the reader bond with the characters in their happy moments before (and in between) tearing them apart. Give readers a future to root for by putting sparks of that future into the past and the present. Make your character’s tears and anger mean something.

Not only will this give your dark and emotional scenes more impact, but it says something that we as humans desperately, desperately need to hear. 

Books with light amidst the darkness tell us that while things are hard and hurt, that we’re still allowed to breathe and hope and live and even laugh within the darkness.

We as humans need to hear this more often, because acting it out is the only way we stop from suffocating long enough to make a difference.

So write angst, and darkness, and gritty, painful stories, full of treacherous morally grey characters if you want to. But don’t forget to turn the light on occasionally.

Support Bryn’s ability to provide writing advice by reading their debut novel, an upbeat fantasy about a bloodthirsty siren fighting to return home while avoiding the lure of a suspiciously friendly and eccentric pirate captain!

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El que trabaja con sus manos es un trabajador. El que trabaja con sus manos y su cabeza es un artesano. El que trabaja con sus manos, su cabeza y su corazón es un artista

San Francisco de Asis

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He who works with his hands is a worker. He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman. He who works with his hands, his head and his heart is an artist

— San Francisco de Asis

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El arte puede cambiar cómo me siento en las mañanas. La misma obra puede cambiarme en distintas formas, depende de por lo que estoy pasando.

David Bowie

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Art can change how I feel in the morning. The same work can change me in different ways, it depends on what I'm going through.

—David Bowie