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You also have these baby teenage mutant ninja turtles to protect you.

the suffering never ends

chillin on a Saturday night

Gentle reminder that the human eye is naturally drawn by noise and movement, so the next time you walk into a crowd or a bit late into a lecture or something like that, they’re not staring at you or judging; it’s just an instinctive reaction that has nothing to do with you doing anything wrong.

The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

This is important hello (x)

Yes, I do teach creative writing: your opening scene

The opening scene is the most important piece of your novel. This scene determines whether your reader is pulled in or puts the book down. Here are some important do’s and don’ts.

DO write it as a scene, not a data dump. You may have a fantastic premise, a marvelous alternate history or post-apocalyptic world or magical realism to die for, but if you don’t engage your reader in an actual scene, you will bore them.

DO write a scene that immediately introduces a character that the reader can root for. Yes, I know Stephen King has had great success introducing victims that are then shortly afterward killed off. That’s a horror trope and we expect it. But if you are caught up in world-building and haven’t dreamed your way into a character who is worth following through 100,000 words of writing, your story is pointless. I have read many pieces of fiction by would-be writers who can’t grasp this essential concept, and without exception, they fail to engage the reader.

DO introduce the stakes right away. In case that’s a challenge that needs some exposition to develop, create some immediate stakes (a life threat works) that keep the tension high and the reader engaged until you can lay out the larger stakes.

DO begin in medias res, which means “in the middle of things.” Most beginning fiction writers make the mistake of starting too early in the plot. Meet the monster on page 1. 

DON’T include a flashback in the first chapter. Work on a scene, which means time is NOT compressed. It should include dialog, action, description, setting, and interior monolog. Keep everything happening within that scene for at least the first chapter. You can bring in a flashback in Chapter Three.

DON’T shift points of view within a single chapter. Let the reader establish a strong bond of interest (even if it’s with a POV villain) over the course of a whole chapter.

DON’T open the story with your character waking up unless it’s because she’s got a gun in her face (or a knife to her throat – you get what I mean). We don’t need to follow a character through their mundane daily routine. 

DON’T be coy. Beginning writers often have this idea that they need to hold back on revealing all their secrets – what’s in the box, who’s behind the curtain, where they’re going next, etc. Their well-meant plan is to slowly reveal all this over several chapters. Trust me on this one: tell your readers instead of keeping it a mystery. You WILL come up with more secrets to reveal. Your imagination is that good. Spill it now, and allow that revelation to add to the excitement.

Question

Why is no one talking about the rainbow flag that got shown at the love fest in brasil?

I mean,, all the original colours are there (plus a inclusive white stripe with a very lovely meaning!)

Isn’t it beautiful? look at it hanging there, representing all these lovely people! It’s so colourful, it only can spread positive vibes!

And since I couldn’t find the flag in a good size, I made one quick!

What do y'all think?

REBLOG!!!! SPREAD THIS PLS!!! EVERYONE IN OR AROUND VIDOR PLEASE STAY SAFE!!!

Reblog, click the picture, and prepare for battle.

happy pride to homosexual peeps

happy pride to transgender peeps

happy pride to bisexual peeps

happy pride to nonbinary peeps

happy pride to pansexual peeps

happy pride to genderfluid peeps

happy pride to asexual peeps

happy pride to agender peeps

happy pride to demisexual peeps

happy pride to genderqueer peeps

happy pride to polysexual peeps

happy pride to all bigender peeps

happy pride to queer peeps

happy pride to homoromantic peeps

happy pride to biromantic peeps

happy pride to panromantic peeps

happy pride to aromantic peeps

happy pride to polyam peeps

happy pride to abrosexual peeps

happy pride to quoisexual peeps

happy pride to greysexual peeps

happy pride to peeps who identify with lesser-known identities

happy pride to peeps who don’t use labels

happy pride to peeps with cultural genders

happy pride to all queer/lgbt+ poc

happy pride to to all disabled queer/lgbt+ peeps

happy pride to everyone in the closet

happy pride to everyone openly out of the closet

happy pride to everyone who are in the midst of coming out of the closet

happy pride to everyone who can’t openly be proud

happy pride to everyone in a relationship

happy pride to everyone not in a relationship

happy pride to everyone who uses neopronouns

happy pride to everyone who doesn’t use pronouns

happy pride to everyone who use different pronouns than are typically applied to their gender/gender presentation

happy pride to everyone in the queer/lgbt+ community and communities

happy pride, everyone

A book crystallized in the ocean

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

Muggles are not able to REBLOG this.

REBLOG this to prove you are not a Muggle.

my reblog button fucked up and i almost had a heart attack

I did it in the first try.

OH YEAH

ok but what if like. werewolves transform under the full moon but theres just this one and by day hes a big tough guy and then when he transforms hes a tiny dog. just fucking. just fucking turns into the tiniest, fluffiest dog

imagine that howling at the moon

I need somethin' to keep me accountable for my own survival. So, as much as this post hurts to make, I have to do it if want to survive. Every note that this post gets is another day that I'll force myself to stay alive. As much as it will hurt to keep livin', other people need me to do it.

For future reference, today is 25/5/20. I trust that you all will hold me to this.

Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.

I am a little high but what if people proposed with beautiful, intricate knives. Ladies would gather around the table and be like “guess what finally happened!!” And pull this beautiful, intricate dagger out of her purse and all the other ladies would gasp and congratulate her

here have 10 pieces of writing advice that have stuck with me over the years

every character’s first line should be an introduction to who they are as a person

even if you only wrote one sentence on a really bad day, that’s still one sentence more than you had yesterday

exercise restraint when using swear words and extra punctuation in order for them to pack a punch when you do use them

if your characters have to kiss to show they’re in love, then they’re not in love

make every scene interesting (or make every scene your favorite scene), otherwise your readers will be just as bored as you

if you’re stuck on a scene, delete the last line you wrote and go in a different direction, or leave in brackets as placeholders

don’t compare your first draft to published books that could be anywhere from 3rd to 103rd drafts

i promise you the story you want to tell can fit into 100k words or less

sometimes the book isn’t working because it’s not ready to be written or you’re not ready to write it yet; let it marinate for a bit so the idea can develop as you become a better writer

a story written in chronological order takes a lot more discipline and is usually easier to understand than a story written with flashbacks

Inkmare! You see colors for the first time when seeing your soulmate

Hope you enjoy this! it was so fun to write!

Being an artist when you can’t see color is hard. But, Ink makes it work. He has to. He loves art, and he would never give it up just because of the inconvenience of not being able to see color. He usually would just use traditional supplies, reading the labels and hoping it was the color he was going for. As his friends would find their soulmates, he would ask for their input. Ink honestly didn’t mind not knowing who his soulmate was. It made less work for him. Besides, he didn’t have time for a relationship, protecting the multiverse and whatnot.

Despite this, Ink couldn’t help but wonder. What was his soulmate like? Did they love art as much as he did? Were they nice? He also couldn’t help but wonder about their gender. Ink wouldn’t really care about their gender. It’s not like you can choose your soulmate, and all Ink cared about was that they were at least a good person. Sometimes he likes to joke with Dream and Blue that his soulmate is someone like Error or Nightmare, a terrible person who absolutely hates him. Of course, those are just jokes.

~

It never occured to Ink that despite how much he and his squad fought Nightmare’s gang, he himself never ended up face to face with the leader. He was always preoccupied, he supposed. He honestly preferred not getting between Dream and Nightmare. This was a battle they’ve been having for longer than Ink’s been alive, it’s none of his business. Also, he was a little intimidated by Nightmare. He won’t get in the way of their feud.

~

“Ink! I have to go chase after Nightmare! Can you handle things over here yourself?” Dream easily blocks an attack sent by Dust, shooting an arrow at him.

“Yeah, I got it, Dream. Go ahead!” Ink gives him a thumbs up, narrowly missing an attack sent at him.

“Thanks!” Dream disappears, going to find his counterpart.

Things didn’t exactly go as planned, though. About halfway through the battle, Ink was hit with an overwhelming sense of dread and negativity. Knowing what was coming, Ink prepared an attack and turned around to face the Nightmare King. He launches the attack, but not before flashes of color blind his vision. He stumbles back, blinking rapidly and rubbing his eye sockets. Sure enough, there was color everywhere. He looks at Nightmare, who is staring at Ink in shock and disbelief. Ink’s attack had hit him head on, if the splatters of paint said anything, but he didn’t seem concerned about that.

He and Ink just stare at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time, before Nightmare finally turns away. 

“Retreat.”

“What? But Boss-”

“Did I stutter? Retreat right now!” he marches away into the shadows, casting one last glance at Ink, who was still frozen in place by shock.

Once the last of the gang had retreated, Dream approaches Ink. “Ink? What’s going on? Why did Nightmare call a retreat?” Ink jumps, turning to Dream. He never realized how much yellow the guardian wears. He must have been staring, because Dream snaps in front of his face.

“Ink? Is something wrong?”

“How come you never mentioned you wear so much yellow?” The words slip out before Ink could even process what he was saying.

“W-what?” Dream stares at Ink in confusion, and then in understanding.”You met your soulmate!”

Ink just nods numbly, looking around. He fixes his gaze on Blue, staring at the other. Blue waves uncomfortably, and Ink continues to look around. There was so much color! It was beautiful! It was-

“Who is it?? Do we know them?” Dream’s excited voice snaps Ink back into the moment, and he blinks a few times.

“It’s… Don’t worry about it. I’ll tell you later, okay?” Dream pouts.

“You better!”

~

“Ink you’ve been avoiding the question! Why won’t you just tell me?”

“Dream it’s seriously nothing. I told you not to worry about i-” Dream cuts him off.

“I know you told me not to worry but I am! It feels like you’re trying to hide it from me. You don’t have to tell me, but I would appreciate a reason why you’re so keen on keeping it a secret!”

“Because it’s Nightmare, Dream!”

…

Silence.

“It’s- what? What do you mean- you mean your soulmate is-” he trails off.

“Yes. My soulmate is Nightmare. I didn’t want to tell you because it’s already so much for me to comprehend. I didn’t want you to have to worry about it too.”

“Ink… you are one of my closest friends. It’s okay. I’m here for you…” Dream smiles, giving Ink a side hug. “What are you gonna do about it?”

“Can I wallow in pity and hide in the doodlesphere for the rest of my life?”

Dream snickers. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Well I certainly can’t face him ever again!”

“Ink calm down! Just- I don’t know, talk to him? That’s the only thing I can think of for you to do-”

“Seriously?!” Ink takes a deep breath. “Okay. Okay. You’re right. I just- I’ll talk to him. Simple. He won’t kill me right? Yeah he won’t kill me-”

“Stop rambling and do it before you overthink!” “Right!”

~

“What the hell are you doing here?” Killer holds a knife to Ink, who is currently pinned against the wall.

“I have to talk to Nightmare! It’s important.”

“Sure it is.”

“Seriously! I-”

“Let him go, Killer.” Nightmare’s voice cuts into the conversation, and Killer tenses.

“Boss, he’s intruding-”

“I said let him go. I have to speak with him.” Oh boy. Here goes nothing.

~

“Why are you here?” Nightmare is sitting at a desk, across from a very anxious Ink. The latter is fiddling with his scarf nervously.

“I think you know why.”

“Watch your mouth I could kill you in an instant.”

“Nightmare can we just- talk about this like normal people? I’m kind of freaking out really bad.”

“Okay, yeah. You have a point. We do need to talk about this because it’s not something we can just ignore.”

“Exactly!”

“Keep your voice down!” Nightmare glares at Ink, shooting a glance at the closed door to see if anyone is there.

“Okay. So. You’re my soulmate. That’s been established by now.” Ink looks around the room nervously. “I always joked about it being someone who hated me. I didn’t think it was actually true aaand I’m rambling.”

Night just stares at him, his expression unchanging. He almost seems to be processing, taking in Ink’s appearance. “Are you usually this nervous?”

“Well I’m a little afraid I might die today so not really no?”

Night just hums, continuing to stare at Ink. Ink smiles nervously at him.

“So uh… you’re probably really disappointed that it’s me and now that we’ve had this conversation I can leave now! Cool okay bye-” Ink stands to leave, but Nightmare’s tendrils wrap around him, keeping him in place.

“No you don’t. We haven’t talked about shit.”

Ink stares at Nightmare wide eyed, panic settling in. Oh stars, he really is gonna die. Nightmare is literally going to kill him.

“Look I know you aren’t happy about this. I’m not either! You’re literally my best friend’s enemy, and I guess that makes you my enemy by association.” He’s rambling again. “Coming here was a bad idea I should have just hidden in the doodlesphere for the rest of my- mmph?!”

Ink’s rambling was cut off by the sudden feeling of Nightmare kissing him. He lets out a startled sound, tensing up. After a moment, Nightmare pulls back, blushing darkly. Ink found that he liked the color of Nightmare’s blush. He’s suddenly dropped through a portal before he can fully process what just happened, falling into the snow in Snowdin.

Ink blinks, looking around. His face is warm, and he can’t help but smile. Maybe this won’t be as bad as he thought.

cartoon network commercial from 2004