maplestory headcanon things

tagged by vi who requested basically like all the heroes so i slotted them under a read more tag omg im not too sure about mercedes and aran but i will try my best

all written as if they were in today’s contemporary world

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good for nothing, good for me

Drabble, no idea what i was writing. Just felt like a lot of words were stuck in my brain so i just let it out. fumbled a bit in the first few minutes before finally finding the flow for this piece. 

(you could insert any pairing you want www.) 

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Anonymous said: Do you have any tips for character development?

the-walrus-squad:

Yeah- Steal them.

Instead of writing down long lists of their favorite colors and and how they’d answer stock questions, just write someone you know, or a character you like, or even an animal. Then develop them according to the needs of the story, if they have to be angry at some point make them the sort of person who can get angry in whatever situation. If they need to be smart, make them smart. Etc. That’s the stuff that happens on its own as you write, if you just stole Ron Weasley and put him in your novel he’d change over the course of writing enough that he’d be your own original character when you finished, provided you change the name.

In the early drafts of Valhalla, Varg was pretty much my college roommate and long time friend. Vibeke started out as Spock. Wulfgar was a wolf, Fenrir specifically. A lot of these things still show through, some pretty obviously. Others are completely changed and unrecognizable. But in adapting them to fit the novel, they all grew into more complex and deep characters, more realistic ones and in some cases very, very different ones. After a draft or two they’d dropped the most recognizable attributes in favor of what the plot needed them to be and having invented the majority of who they became, I got to know them well enough that I could just write them as if holding a conversation in my head with a friend.

Valhalla had a ready made guide because I based it on Norse myth, so almost every character already had a god or monster to work from. I guess the plot was also developed the same way, I took the myths and hammered them into a different shape, and kept making it my own in different ways until it constituted an original plot. I think my characters and plot are quite original now, there was a great deal of hammering to change the story and people into what I wanted, but it’s good to have something to go back to when you wonder what a character would do. Just go back to the nucleus of the character and if it still applies at all, you have an answer to any character question.

Looking over the novel and other character driven works I’ve done, I think everyone I’ve ever written is based on someone or something. These range from an X-Acto blade to my first pet cat to my friends to Satan to Bart Simpson to spilled molasses. I don’t think I’m alone in this approach, The Graduate based its two leads on water and a leopard, and these show through in the film in the form of swimming pools and animal print clothing. Luke Skywalker is the classic farm boy who becomes a knight. Jeff Lebowski is based on a producer the Coens knew.

And Peter Griffin is based on Homer Simpson, so do be careful when you adapt someone else’s character. It’s one thing to take a character and adapt them into a new character, but it’s plagiarism to simply take that character and put them in your book. It’s not plagiarism to do this with gods or classic characters, you could put Javert in your book under a new name and be pretty safe, even applauded for the literary allusions. But it’s boring to just use what you start out with at face value. The fun part is in changing what you started out with and molding it anew.

Picasso said “Good artists copy, great artists steal," and I think he’s absolutely right. Every character imaginable has been done a hundred times. So find the one that inspires your character best, the person you’re aiming for and simply write them for a draft. They won’t work. Fix them- And those fixes are in fact you creating a new character. With your best characters, you’ll look back and find that there’s no trace of what you started out with.

Sorry if the above is repetitive or too long. I kind of wrote it out as a way of sorting out my own thoughts on character development. In any case, I’m not into writing down ten things your character does in the morning and that kind of thing. Instead, know your character like a friend and just write them as they are. Then you’ll be able to answer those questions without thinking.

gallifrey-feels:

sexyscience69:

mama-hanji:

little-miss-lalonde:

What if there are actually multiple souls in your body but you’re the most powerful one so you have control over your body and the voices you hear in your head are just the weaker souls talking to you.

and maybe people with schizophrenia don’t have an assertive soul so all of the souls are fighting to take over

both of you write a book together

writers are people who have acknowledged and made friends with their extra souls

artists see through their souls’ eyes, writers hear their souls talk. 

but seriously we are all made of a bunch of souls, and different souls show up when we interact with different things.

(Source: undergroundghosts)

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headcanons on language per flight

adumbratus-fr:

like pretty much every single fantasy world ever made, FR has a global language spoken by pretty much everyone, usually heard most in mixed flight lairs and places like the auction house and the market. it’s pretty simple and designed to be easy to learn for everyone on the flight rising planet. i call it Pillaran, a reference to the World Pillar and the unification it once represented, but Common works just as well.

now for the flights!

Fire: Cinderan, rough and quick, with equal importance given to body language. written text is rare. the same world spoken with and without body language can mean entirely different things. tends to ‘pop’ and isn’t meant for long conversations.

Earth: Pebblish, slow sounding and gentle syllables, you should be able to speak pebblish for hours without suffering from a strained voice. it was used by the civilization that created the arcanist as the base for their own language.

Wind: Skysonnet, soft and lilting, designed to enchant the listener. it has almost no native harsh words. words that stand out from their normal speech are usually picked up in their travels around the world and inserted into their tongue without modification.

Water: Aquus, like Fire there is almost nothing written down. aquus is sometimes described as a verbal waltz with its simplistic complexity. native speakers of aquus can reach low bass tones that non-water dragons cannot hear.

Lightning: Sparkin’, fast paced and to the point. sparkin’ is designed for shouting complicated orders across a rowdy crowd, with deliberate emphasis on the ‘wrong’ syllables to catch attention.

Light: Glimmer, delicate. glimmer is not meant for shouting, but for gentle chatter. has the second largest vocabulary of all flights and has a tendency to sound nasal if spoken in haste or high volume.

Plague: Contagia, harsh and biting. contagia is made to be spat at your enemies, literally. full of syllables and meant to sound like you’re chewing the bones of your last meal in your mouth as you talk. 

Nature: Mushromp, meant to invoke the image of life. mushromp is rich and decadent to speak, yet also retains a decent pace that keeps it from sticking to the throat and becoming cloying.

Ice: Hoarr, short and monosyllabic, you should be able to hear a dragon shouting from miles away and understand exactly what they mean. it’s probably the language with the smallest vocabulary. if it starts with ‘r’, rrroll it.

Arcane: Arcanite, made up almost entirely from words taken from the civilization that created the arcanist. this is the hardest language for outsider dragons to learn and has the widest vocabulary, which increases daily. distantly related to pebblish, but has changed so drastically that learning one might actually hinder you learning the other.

Shadow: Unknown. seriously, nobody knows outside of the inhabitants of her lands and they aren’t about to tell anyone. it’d ruin the fun! ask three different shadow dragons and you get twelve different answers.

Hmmm yes

(Source: headcanonrising)

thewritewire:

Show vs. Tell 
Great description of the difference.

thewritewire:

Show vs. Tell 

Great description of the difference.

babyshoes-neverused:

I stumbled upon a tumblr today that helps writers accurately represent characters with racial / nationalistic / religious / sexual orientation (and so on) differences than their own.

The site allows you to submit your own experiences and/or get into contact with others that have in order to enhance the depiction of characters in your creative writing.

What a great idea!

Diversity Cross Check

whoviangoesthere:

cherriosandturtles:

ghostsneverleave:

insanihty:

xxarcane:

youremybrandnewday:

sp0tlessmiind:

tiptreecrossing:


livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:


“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

lol yes, so then i can shave.

     One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.
     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s
     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 
Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark
19 seconds
18 seconds
Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 
10 seconds
9 seconds
A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”
I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 
“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something. ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her. ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds. She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds. ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere. The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old.  I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace. I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.
 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief. ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art. 4 seconds He spots her. 3 seconds His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope. 2 seconds My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him. 1 second - ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.
 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.
 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 
 The numbers have never changed.
 They’ve always been at 0.

Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….

AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.

this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it

i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart

Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.
Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.
"Mine has always been at 0 too."
And that’s when you know…

OH SNAP

TiMER

It’s great. Life’s been great every since the countdown hit zero. You’ve been worrying for so long that you’ll never find that perfect one but well, this timer solves it all and the numbers 0000 00 00 00 has never looked so beautiful. 
She’s amazing too, this girl who sweeps you off your feet with her laugh and the way she knows to push your buttons and bring a smile to your face even if the world is going wrong, so very horrifically wrong. 
One day you get a call. It’s from the hospital. And it’s about her.
No. Please no, no no no. This is just a bad dream. The timer had barely hit 0000000000000 just a few days, no, weeks, no, whatever — time has passed by so fast, and you have made so many promises to her, sung sweet nothings in her ear and promised her the sun and the moon, and now she will see it no more —
She’s on the operating table, face free of wires, a clean sheet draped across her unmoving frame. She’s smiling. But the world isn’t right. How can it be?
You bring your hand up to wipe the hot tears streaming down your cheeks when you realize the timer has started again.
Huh? But your soulmate is dead.
0032d 13h 21m 32s 
Right here, on the operating table.
0032d 13h 21m 31s 
And they always said there was only one soulmate right for you. 
0032d 13h 21m 30s 

whoviangoesthere:

cherriosandturtles:

ghostsneverleave:

insanihty:

xxarcane:

youremybrandnewday:

sp0tlessmiind:

tiptreecrossing:

livingmywayeveryday:

vickified:

If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?

lol yes, so then i can shave.

     One minute, 37 seconds.
     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.
     One minute, 29 secods.
     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.
     One minute, six seconds.
     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.
      54 seconds.
     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?
     30 seconds.
     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.
     25 seconds.
     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.
     20 seconds.
     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.
     19. Faster.
     18. Quicker.
     17. More rapid.
     16.  It’s racing.
     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.
     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.
     10 seconds.
     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.
     5. My heart has given up entirely.
     4. I stop walking.
     3. Just waiting left.
     2. Everything is about to change.
     1. Deep breath.

     0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s

     Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.
     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”
     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous. 

Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark

19 seconds

18 seconds

Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate. 

10 seconds

9 seconds

A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”

I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke. 

“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.” 

 I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something.
 ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her.
 ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds.
 She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds.
 ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere.

 The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old. 
 I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace.

 I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.

 Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief.
 ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art.
 4 seconds
 He spots her.
 3 seconds
 His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope.
 2 seconds
 My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him.
 1 second -
 ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.

 I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.

 I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it. 

 The numbers have never changed.

 They’ve always been at 0.

Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….

AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.

this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it

i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart

Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.

Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.

"Mine has always been at 0 too."

And that’s when you know…

OH SNAP

TiMER

It’s great. Life’s been great every since the countdown hit zero. You’ve been worrying for so long that you’ll never find that perfect one but well, this timer solves it all and the numbers 0000 00 00 00 has never looked so beautiful. 

She’s amazing too, this girl who sweeps you off your feet with her laugh and the way she knows to push your buttons and bring a smile to your face even if the world is going wrong, so very horrifically wrong. 

One day you get a call. It’s from the hospital. And it’s about her.

No. Please no, no no no. This is just a bad dream. The timer had barely hit 0000000000000 just a few days, no, weeks, no, whatever — time has passed by so fast, and you have made so many promises to her, sung sweet nothings in her ear and promised her the sun and the moon, and now she will see it no more —

She’s on the operating table, face free of wires, a clean sheet draped across her unmoving frame. She’s smiling. But the world isn’t right. How can it be?

You bring your hand up to wipe the hot tears streaming down your cheeks when you realize the timer has started again.

Huh? But your soulmate is dead.

0032d 13h 21m 32s 

Right here, on the operating table.

0032d 13h 21m 31s 

And they always said there was only one soulmate right for you. 

0032d 13h 21m 30s 

(Source: illness-and-instruments)

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Muteness (2, 3)
Stutter
Jobs/Hobbies/Beliefs
Actors
Ballet Dancer (2)
Christianity
Foreigners
Gamblers
Hinduism
Hitmen
Satanism
Smokers
Stoners
Taoism
Journalists
Vegetarians
Drugs
Alcohol Influence (2, 3, 4, 5)
Cocaine Influence
Ecstasy Influence (2)
Heroin Use
LSD Influence
Marijuana Influence (2, 3)
Opiate Use
Locations
Australia
Boston
California (2, 3)
England/Britain (2, 3, 4, 5)
New York
Prison
London
The South (2)
Genders
Females (2)
Males (2)
Transgenders
Supernatural
Vampires
Witches (2)
Werewolves
Other
Amnesia
Children
A Death Scene
Loosing Someone (2)
Old Persons
Physical Injuries (2, 3)
Sexual Abuse (2)
Fight Scenes (2, 3, 4)
Horror
Torture
→ CREATING CHARACTERS
Biography Writing
Components of Your Biographies
Character sheet (2, 3)
Need Help With Character Creation?
How to: Draw Inspiration for Characters From Music
How to: Write a Biography (2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11)
How to: Write a Fully Developed Character
How to: Create a Cast of Characters (2)
Writing an Original Character (2, 3)
Creating Believable Characters (2, 3)
Bio Formats (2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
Little Things You Can Add To Your Bios
Connections (2)
Titles
Bio Twists
Names
Female Names (2, 3, 4, 5)
Male Names (2, 3, 4, 5) 
Last Names  (2, 3, 4)
Personalities
Jung’s 16 Personality Types
Underused Character Personalities
Birth-Order: Personality Traits
The Difference Between Personality and Behavior
How to: Show a Characters Personality In a Paragraph
16 Character Traits
Underused Personalities
Personality Traits

Positive (2)
Negative (2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)
Both (2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)

Habits
Addictions and Bad Habits
Bad Habits
Character Habits
Character Quirks
Phobias (2)
Secrets
300 Possible Secrets to Give Your Characters
I Bet You Didn’t Know..
Character Plots And Secrets (2)
Celebrity Secrets
Secret Masterlist
Quotes
Song Lyrics Masterlist
Songs for Biographies
Favorite Quotes: TV and Movies
Favorite Quotes: Notable Authors
Favorite Quotes: Celebrities
Favorite Quotes: Popular Books (2)
Quotes From Songs
Character Quotes
Masterlist of Bio Lyrics
Masterlist of Bio Quotes
Masterlist of Song Lyrics
Biography Lyrics
A Masterlist of Quotes
+130 Quotes
The Quotation Garden
Mary Sue’s

A Mary Sue In The Inbox
Your Character Is A Sue, Not Just A Mary Or Gary
Not Writing A Mary Sue

→ WHILE ROLEPLAYING
Para Titles
100 Paragraph Titles
Para Titles - Song Title Edition (2,3)
A Whole Ton of Para Titles
350+ Song Titles
Para Titles For You (2)
Starters
How to: Create an interesting starter
How to: Make an Interesting Starter
Gif Conversations: A Guide
A Brief Guide to Starters
Interesting Gif Convesation Starters
Starters Masterlist
Gif Starter Posts
46 Interesting Gif Chat Starters
Ideas for Gif Chat Starters
Starters
Careers/Jobs
Masterlist: Jobs
Possible Careers for Characters
Artistic Occupations
Martha’s Vineyard Job Masterlist
Interesting Jobs
Locations/Settings/Activities
Para Ideas
Masterlist: Para Ideas
Top 50 Places for Starters
Writing Topics: Para Ideas
101 Date Ideas
68 Date Ideas
22 Date Ideas
Popular Places to Eat
Character Developement
Character Development Questionaire
Character Surveys
C.D. Questionaire
30 Day Character Development Meme
Character Development Questions (2)
100 Pt. Questionaire
IC and OOC Surveys
Online Test for Character Building
30 Days of Character Development
How to: Develop Characters
Get To Know Your Characters
→ ROMANCE
Romance (in general)
The Little Ways a Ship Gets Build
Roleplaying Relationships
8 Ways to Say I Love You
How to: Make a Set Ship RP Work
How to: Write a Romantic Scene
Do’s and Don’ts of Writing Relationships
Putting a Label on It
Synonyms for Love
Pregnancy (2, 3, 4, 5)
Smut
Smut Guide: Casual Sex
Smut Guide: For Beginners
How to: Write a First Time Sex Scene Romantically
How to: Smut - The Bare Bones
How to: Smut (For Virgins)
How to: Write Lesbian Smut
How to: Write Smut (2, 3)
How to: Write a Blowjob/Prepping for Smut
Smut Guides of Tumblr
Tips on Writing Sex Scenes
A Guide to Language in Smut
Domination and Submission
Making Love
A Smut Guide
Kisses
How to: Write a Kiss (2)
Different Types of Kisses
Writing Out the First Kiss
→ OTHER
Plot Writing
How to: Create the Best Plot for Your RP
How to: Create A Plot Outline in 8 Steps
How to: Write A Plot in 12 Steps
How to: Write A Quality Plot
How to: Spice Up Your Roleplay Plots
Components of Your Plot Page
Writing Up A Plot
Basics of Writing A Plot
Links for Plot Writing Help
Eight Unique Plot Ideas
Plot Twists
Situation Ideas (2, 3)
Guide to Plotting
Eras
Eras Masterlist
Everything You Need to Know Abut the 20’s
20’s Slang
Primary Sources on Ancient Civilizations
How to: Play the Greek Goddess ‘Harmonia’
How to: Roleplay In the Victorian Era
Victorian Dialogue

thewritersarchive:

This is an ultimate masterlist of many, many resources that could be helpful for writers/roleplayers.

→ GENERAL

Improvement

Describing

Masterlists

  Body Language

Grammar/Vocabulary

Writer’s Block

→ APPLICATIONS

Application (Itself)

Para (Sample)

Prompts

→ GUIDES

Personalities

Disorders

Disabilities

Jobs/Hobbies/Beliefs

Drugs

Locations

Genders

Supernatural

Other

→ CREATING CHARACTERS

Biography Writing

Names

Personalities

Personality Traits
Habits

Secrets

Quotes

Mary Sue’s

→ WHILE ROLEPLAYING

Para Titles

Starters

Careers/Jobs

Locations/Settings/Activities

Character Developement

→ ROMANCE

Romance (in general)

Smut

Kisses

→ OTHER

Plot Writing

Eras

rifa:

maxkirin:

So, let me guess— you just started a new book, right? And you’re stumped. You have no idea how much an AK47 goes for nowadays. I get ya, cousin. Tough world we live in. A writer’s gotta know, but them NSA hounds are after ya 24/7. I know, cousin, I know. If there was only a way to find out all of this rather edgy information without getting yourself in trouble…

You’re in luck, cousin. I have just the thing for ya.

It’s called Havocscope. It’s got information and prices for all sorts of edgy information. Ever wondered how much cocaine costs by the gram, or how much a kidney sells for, or (worst of all) how much it costs to hire an assassin?

I got your back, cousin. Just head over to Havocscope.

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cherribalm:

site that you can type in the definition of a word and get the word

site for when you can only remember part of a word/its definition 

site that gives you words that rhyme with a word

site that gives you synonyms and antonyms

"Don’t wait. Writers are the only artists I know of who expect to get somewhere by waiting. Everyone knows you have to dance to be a dancer, you have to sing to be a singer, you have to act to be an actor, but far too many people seem to believe that you. don’t have to write to be a writer. So, instead of writing, they wait. Isaac Asimov said it beautifully in just six words: “It’s the writing that teaches you.” Writing is what teaches you. Writing is what leads to “inspiration.” Writing is what generates ideas. Nothing else-and nothing less. Don’t meditate, don’t do yoga, don’t do drugs. Just write."

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DANIEL QUINN (via booksandpublishing)

REBLOGGING TIMES TEN!

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tzikeh:

p1013:

sauntering-down:

apollosflamingchariot:

luciferspersephone:

This is the best explanation I could come up with for why it takes me so long to do updates sometimes when, at other times, I’m typing them up like clockwork.

also this:

facts.

I’m like this with my original fiction, too.

You guys forgot this one:

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(Source: talkmagically)

the-fandoms-have-the-phone-box:

kisaragishintaro:

imagine a series where everyone is already dead and enjoying the afterlife but the events start to happen and people start to revive so the plot focuses on people trying to cling to death because they dont want to go back to the world and live and have to put up with everything

so in this series instead of the usual “everyone dies” tragedy the problem becomes that “everyone lives”

WRITE A BOOK

26px:

the writing reference “said is dead” post is bad

said is not dead. said is very much alive and should be predominantly used in fiction writing, because if you always use words like mumble and observe and articulate and state and express then it will get very noticeable and irritating!! use “said” and “asked” more than anything, and substitute other fancier words in only when necessary and when it will enrich the content of your writing.

yes thank you very much
those fancy words doesnt need to be used all the time
only in appropriate moments

wrote something on http://someeverynowhere.tumblr.com/post/75964627467/aparacium-shadowstep-of-bast-bekahboo2391 for anyone who wants to hear one more thing i use “said” for

(Source: charlottes)

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