9 Qualities Readers Want in Your Story's Antihero9 Qualities Readers Want in Your Story's Antihero9 Qualities Readers Want in Your Story's Antihero3 days ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
One of the most trending archetypes in modern literature and movies is the antihero. As such, it is also one of the most abused, used often to gain an automatic audience following, or to add sex appeal to a product. Alternatively, I see many beginning writers use the term “antihero” do describe a gritty, dark, or moody hero. All that being said—when created correctly, the antihero story is one of the best types available; which leaves only the matter of knowing the qualities which make a character into an antihero.
Quality 1: The Antihero has deep-rooted instincts to bring about both good and evil.
This is the primary difference that sets the antihero apart from heroes and villains. The antihero should never be just a moody hero that likes to dress in black clothing. Antiheroes are dynamic because they actually have the deep urge inside of them to do evil things, as well as good things. And a very good antihero should
Trailer talk (Mark PellegrinoXReader)Trailer talk (Mark PellegrinoXReader)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Humming to yourself you walked through the set of Supernatural looking for your 2 year younger brother Jensen. When you found him you saw he was trapped in a headlock by a very large moose.
"(Y/n)! Help! SOS!" Jensen said when he saw you.
"Save our squirrels?" You guessed.
"What?! No just send animal control or something!" Jensen shook his head as Jared grinned to himself.
"I'm good thanks Jen. Oh by the way can you tell Danneel I can't come over tonight?" You replied.
"Why?" Jensen asked looking up at you with his puppy look.
"Walking Dead night" You shrugged.
"Touché" Jensen nodded before he went back to trying to get out of Jared's grip. You rolled your eyes and turned to go back to your trailer so you could get changed.
"Hey (Y/n)" Misha chirped when you passed him.
"Hey hot wings" You replied.
"Before I forget Mark was looking for you earlier" Misha said.
"Shep or Satan?" You asked.
"Satan" Misha chuckled.
"K thanks hot wings" You nodded before going into your tra
Everything That I Learned From YouI. Care too much. That's what you're afraid of, right? That when he goes to sleep and all you want to do is touch his hand to remind yourself he's real (for the moment)—you're in too deep. You care too much. You are clinging too tightly and your concern will strangle him. You think that if you tell him how much you love his eyes or you stare too long at his mouth when he talks or fold yourself around him as he sleeps he will leave because the love you put on him is too heavy. But care about him anyway. Love and kindness are too far last in this world. If he pushes you away as you cradle his head in your arms then he does not understand you. Love too much and if he doesn't love enough, leave him. Don't be afraid of caring. That's when you become afraid of being cared for.Everything That I Learned From You8 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
II. Tell him he's beautiful. Remind him that his hands are the only ones you want to hold. Compliment him whenever you can
Oaths are SacredOaths are Sacred1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m never coming back,” I told myself as I hopped out of the window. My parents had gone to sleep a few hours earlier, and as I had tested the past few nights, are very sound sleepers. I could clap my hands and scream, and there wouldn’t be as much as a peep out of there room.
I landed softly on the ground and grabbed my bag. This wasn’t running away so to speak. I can’t run with this bag on my back. I guess you could call it walking away. It’s midnight now, so I guess I have about seven hours of walking to get away from here. I probably could be in the next town by now.
Why am I running away? Because my parents are complete jerks! The newest iteration of Grand Theft Auto came out last week, and they still won’t get it for me. No matter how much I graciously asked them for it, they told me no, pointing to the hundreds of other games I have. Well, this serves them right. If their son isn’t worth their money, then they can keep their
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She plopped down on her butt and slowly smiled throwing out a victory sign as they had won. The girl who had her hair in a meatball fashion never believed that all this would’ve happened. Learning who she really was, her past life, meeting up with the others who became her best friends and closest companions. All the battles and fights that had happened was finally over. Now she could go back to being a regular high school student who’s main concern was boys and an upcoming algebra test.
“Serena,” A voice said and she turned her head and her smile grew and her eyes lit up as she saw the group before her approaching her.
“Guys!” She shouted pulling herself up and ran towards them and engulfed them all at once i
The Squirrelly Sibling (TransFun)Debby frowned, hearing her mother’s discontented sigh even from the family room. Dad couldn’t have made it home from work, having been caught up in a ‘networking party’.The Squirrelly Sibling (TransFun)3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
On the bright side, this wasn’t a holiday like Christmas, so it wasn’t too devastating. Then again, the fourth of July was still an intimate enough holiday to merit sadness. Not to mention that it meant that it was her mom’s favorite holiday.
This had all led up to now: Debby sitting her room before her webcam, a TransFun serum in her hand. She looked at the blinking light with a small smile, recording the video for future posterity. Her eighteen-year-old self smiled back in the little recording icon, her dirty blonde hair looking gorgeous against the azure walls to her room.
“Hi Youtube, I’m DebbyDares12, and today I’ll be transforming into a pet for my mom.” She grinned a little shyly. This would be popping her TransFun cherry, and if anyone would love
The Love Song of Amalia SavageIn the fourth grade Amalia Savage asked me if I was a lesbian. The way she asked me, so straightforward and blunt, made me know I was supposed to answer no. It came out automatically, perhaps a bit too quickly, but she shrugged at my answer and left me by my spot at the window in the lunch hall.The Love Song of Amalia Savage1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few minutes later, I tapped her on the shoulder and asked her what a lesbian was.
She rolled her eyes like I was very stupid for not knowing, and explained that it meant a girl who kisses other girls. I shook my head and returned to staring at the snowy outside.
I decided it was a trick question. That there was no right answer, but that I had handled myself well in spite of that. Besides, I wasn’t ready to be placed into one of Amalia Savage’s boxes. I’d be folded up and stirred around and hung up to dry until the label had sunk into me, until it had become a part of me.
Truth is, I had kissed Tiffany Waldorf just last year in the school bus, our winter coats swishing as we
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And it is at this juncture, whilst your mind is working overdrive coming up with new realities, that you come to a startling, if pleasant, realization. Since you are a character in a story, as evidenced by the fact that your life is being conveyed by words on a computer monitor, none of this is real. And you can change things to your liking simply through the whims of th
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“Stay back!” Astra snarled, backing up further into the alley. To her chagrin it was a dead end, and left her little to no escape from the ‘mons that were ahead of her.
A Medicham and Drowzee approached slowly, both wearing menacing grins, as they looked the Braixen over. The two shot glances at each other and then turned their gazes back to Astra who bared her fangs and snarled viciously.
“You know I bet some witch hunters would pay a pretty fortune for an infamous Witch like you,” snickered the Medicham, as he shifted his arms to his waist, “a pretty price for a pretty witch,” he commented with a laugh, which was accompanied by the Drowzee’s.
“Keep your crummy hands to yourselves! I’m warning you!” Astra spat. She moved back, still relying on her trusty staff for balance.
“You’re surprisingly good at running away for having to use a crutch, too bad you’re no where
nihilism at seven:fifteen in the morning"i think jerry seinfeld and larry david could be the greatest philosophers of our time."nihilism at seven:fifteen in the morning1 day ago in Philosophical More Like This
"i think all young people your age go through stages like this."
"no, seriously. they made millions of dollars about the monotony of nothing, it's genius."
"that is the beauty of seinfeld, yeah."
"i mean, dang though, what would jerry seinfeld the character be remembered for though?"
"he probably wouldn't be."
"exactly. he was known for being a funny guy and banging chicks. but what happens when you get old and your prick goes limp? who's gonna remember him besides george, elaine, and kramer?"
"i don't want that. i don't want to be a funny guy and just have sex with women because i could, that's not a happy life. that's pointlessness."
"but the point of the show was just that, nothingness. that's the entire point; hell, life is about creating purpose."
"it's about creating tasks and jobs for you to accomplish and continuously doing so in hopes of finding some shred of happiness in a big b
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He'd slipped up silently beside me at the meat counter and was pointing to the shrink-wrapped flat of striploin I was holding.
"They print those, from meat flavoured engineered inks, but they're not meat."
As I turned to look at him, he withdrew slightly and glanced furtively around, shrinking into the hooded sweater he was wearing.
"LeGrange and Baxter, those are real meat. Grown in a field, real. Not those ones though, they're all printed."
I put the steak down and looked further down the coolers at the LeGrange display.
"Your jeans too, not cotton. They sell them as cotton, but it's not organically grown cotton, it's engineered. Ever wonder why it itches? You should stick to Levi Strauss and Company, quality clothing for over one hundred and sixty years."
It took a moment to process that the man was just talking about Levi's. I stopped and took a look around. This was the strangest man I'd bumped into at the grocery store in recent memory.
"You're a jean sn
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As (y/n) rushed through the forest he slashed at every vampire that crossed his path, but his thoughts wondered to a certain dark haired female. She was in trouble, he could sense it. There were so many vampires in the area. More than they have ever encountered. Sure, they were no match for a vampire of his class and he knew that Mikasa was strong. In all the years he's been alive (Which is a fucking lot) he's never met a human more skilled at slaying vampires than she but even this would be too much. Her human body could only handle so much.
When he finally caught her scent there was a strong smell of blood. Her blood. At that moment he metally cursed himself for suggesting that they split up. "How could I be so stupid? I should have seen this coming damnit' Now because of his mistake his precious mortal was going to suffer.
Once he finally reached her he noticed all the vampires had been killed. However, Mikasa did not come out unscathed. She was laying on the ground covered in her o
Wanting MemoriesHe’d been found wearing a new dark-eyed mask and with a co-worker drinking absinthe, the two of them trying to find something more in the afternoon sunset. Another day had gone stale, shriveling and imploding like aged cheese burning in the summer, left to rot and mold like a corpse. And it didn’t help that the day had been served with a typewriter malfunction with a side of physically painful confrontations with his colleague. His sleeves more closely resembled the pelt of an exotic house pet imported from the Fields than the uniform of a dutiful employee. No article of clothing should clash with the almost twice reborn decadence of the city, where skyscrapers were interlocked with bridges melded from glass that appeared as if it had been torn from the sky like silk. The birds that alighted atop their spires looked as if they were thorns to an onyx crown that the city had adorned itself with. But, it couldn’t be helped. His colleague hadn’t let him go home to wWanting Memories2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
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She’d seen her grandmother again that morning. It was only a brief and fleeting moment. Through the crack in the doorway, she saw the pattern of her grandmother’s favorite housecoat whisp past. Of course, in the time it took for her eyes and mind to agree on what they’d seen, the hallway was empty. Only an off smell lingered, one not tied to any memory or sentiment- a smell like something had quickly burned into and out of the atmosphere. She’d heard similar smells described as that of ozone. Shell closed the door quickly to keep it in the hallway. She found it strange that there was no comfort in the odor. After all, it always hung for a few seconds after visits from her grandmother. She much would have preferred something tied to a memory or moment of their time spent toget
Damien's Time - Quiet Lilith Lilith continued to be very quiet as the hunting party made it back into the camp, and began to prepare their meal for the night. She was usual very active, and moving all over the camp to help out anybody that she could during the preparation of the meal. Tonight she just went off by herself, and sat while waiting for other people to cook everything. Lucifer quickly realized that something must have happened to Lilith while she was out in the woods for her to be acting this way. He went straight to her to see what had happened, and if there was anything he could do to help.Damien's Time - Quiet Lilith3 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lilith smiled at Lucifer as he approached her, but he could still tell that she was distracted, “Welcome back, my love” he said to her, “How was the hunt today ?”
“Thank you, love,” she said as she stood up and gave him a hug, “I guess it went it okay. Plenty of food caught for everybody. It should be a nice meal tonight.”
TWG: It's hard to say goodbye [part 1]what have i doneTWG: It's hard to say goodbye [part 1]2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silentbreeze stared in horror as Shadedfang’s mutilated body was moved to a less “open” location.
Wrenflight was watching her with concern but she waved him off. She couldn’t let him realize what this really meant.
She had blood on her paws. How could this have happened?
Poppy lied to me
The she-cat needed to leave, however as she turned to go something blocked her path, pressing into her chest.
Cloverpaw stood very still, pressing his face into his mother, holding back tears.
The whole apprentice’s body shook, one of his hind legs wet.
“Cloverpaw what’s wrong?” the mother murmured, although she could already assume. The whole clan must have seen the body by now. It would be more surprising if he hadn’t seen anything.
The tom shook his head.
“Look . . go find your sister, or your father, i’m a little busy right now.” Silentbreeze held the panic from her voice as best as she could, but
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Down in the Caves of Highclan"I know you're hiding something!" Scorchpaw growled, batting at Owlpaw's face with his paw, his claws were sheathed and there wasn't much force being applied, but it was certainly irritating if nothing else.Down in the Caves of Highclan2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
The gray tabby tom narrowed his eyes at his half-brother, attempting to move away from his pestering, even if he was then it wasn't any of Scorchpaw's business. He didn't even know how the other tom had guessed though, he'd only just discovered the place in question himself the other day and he hadn't mentioned it to anyone, perhaps he'd been behaving in a suspicious way though, funny as he didn't think it was showing.
"Scorchpaw!" Burningpaw's warning came sharply from the entrance to the Apprentice Den as he padded in, looking exhausted from his morning's training with Cloverwish.
The swirled-tabby stopped bothering Owlpaw immediately, bounding over to his brother with a happy purr, bumping heads with him, a gesture Burningpaw returned although he still looked annoyed, "I've told
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Llegaron al parque de diversiones, donde el chico decidió jugar en varios puestos, ganándose muchos peluches para la castaña, que solo podía agradecer y sonreír alegremente.
Sabía que ellos solo eran amigos, pero desde que se entero que él había terminado con su novia Lila (N/A: Si la agente Lila), sus esperanzas se volvieron a encender, pues sabía que aunque fuera difícil, tal vez tendría una oportunidad con él, era más pequeña que él, p
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“Agh! I hate you!” Clara screamed, standing in her driveway, as her parents drove away “What will do here? How will I even eat without my chef?”
Ah, yes. Her chef. Clara was indeed hard to take care of, and mostly due to her love of food. Clara was always
Insect TF Request story (part 1)“Wh-where am I?” Andrea asked. She blinked and tried to sit up, but found that she couldn’t raise her body…some kind of force was holding her down. Her vision was still hazy from sleep, so she couldn’t tell what the force was, but she knew that it was disturbing to her. “What’s going on?”Insect TF Request story (part 1)1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Just relax, Andrea.” That voice…it sounded familiar.
“George? Is that you?” Andrea asked. George was the school nerd. He was picked on a lot by the jocks and the sports players because of his lack of physical abilities. But there was no denying the boy was brilliant. Behind his weak and geeky exterior was a genius. But George had recently been out of school doing something, that no one knew or understood what. But what was George doing here? What was SHE doing here? What was going on?
“I’m sorry for having to do this Andrea…but I had no choice.” George said.
“Sorry? What’re you talking ab
Heaven...ain't all that Great (GT/GTS RP)It is said that those who have lived lives without great sin are happily invited to the great paradise know as heaven, where everyone could live happy and peaceful lives with the angels at their side. However, billions and upon billions of souls would come to find that heaven isn't really all that it is said to be.Heaven...ain't all that Great (GT/GTS RP)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yes, heaven truly is a forever expending paradise, but only for the divine that have made it so. Where are the mortals you may ask? Well, you'll happily find them at the size of a mouse caring for an angels foot, used as toy, or in a snack boil at some party or gathering to be eaten.
Apparently, heaven isn't really such a great place after all. The human souls will come to find that the divine that were believed to be all loving and good are actually quite selfish and stuck-up. They treat mortals like servants that have to listen to everything they say or the mortals will be punished.
Worst part all is you can't die, since you kinda are already. You can't feel pain, but one
Complimentary (NON-FANDOM): Prolouge Long ago, there was a nation, Cerengan. This nation was split into two religions, the Werna and the Kurang. The Werna believed in color and individuality, while the Kurang believed in the opposite. These communities eventually went into war, unable to agree in the mixed-belief towns.Complimentary (NON-FANDOM): Prolouge2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Of course, that was over 500 years ago. Since then, tension only grew worse. Various threats by both sides were made, but none of them were carried out. After a while, tension was eased. Barely any threats were being made and everything was overall peaceful.
However, everything must come to an end. The peace ran out when two teenagers from Kurang wen
Starcrossed || NineA pair of white latex gloves were slipped onto slender, almost equally pale hands, snapped into place at the wrists. Ambron swept her white hair out of her face with a flick of the head, stepping through a metal detector with her head held high. An artificial intelligence officer at the door welcomed her by name, harking the steel door sliding open for her. Beyond the door was two stories of activity: men and women in slim-fitted sanitary jumpsuits bustled this way and that, each with a job to perform. Ambron marched right over to a station on the right. The workstation was well-lit, with a plethora of assistants taking notes on their transparent tablets. They parted ways when they saw her coming, letting her into the inner circle of scientists.Starcrossed || Nine2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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