Writing Tips -1Writing TipsWriting Tips -13 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Okay, so writing. Something you are interested in? Well,
lets get to grips with just some of the basics of great writing. These tips
will transform your attitude from "How can I fill this page?" into "How can
I fill this page with good quality writing?"
Part One: Initial Idea
Why is it that finding an idea can be so hard?
Why does everyone else have the power to come up with amazing ideas, and what
are you left with? Nothing... Well, to you, that may be what it seems
like, but I'm sure if you dig deep enough, you don't really lack in
ideas, you just have a hard time bringing them to the surface. Here
are some ways to bring out that buried inspiration:
Base some ideas on real life events
Its probably the easiest way to write, you may have experienced what you are
writing about, this helps the mind describe the situation, it also makes it
sound much more realistic.
Use inspiration from other pieces of writing
Crazy French Laws ReaderXFrance ~Crack~You were in a train traveling to Paris and pissed at the world for what it did to you. Your idiot brother had handed you off to his and your family enemy, Francis.Crazy French Laws ReaderXFrance ~Crack~2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"How could he?!"you thought bitterly.
You brought a cigaette to your lips before breathing in deeply. Yes, you were a smoker. You hated people who said it was bad for with a passion. And god forbid ANYONE were to try and make you quit! You sighed before the door behind you opened.
"[Name] ma chérie~"the annoying voice of your fiancee sang.
"What?!"you yelled as he skipped over to you.
"You just look so beautiful in the moon's light."he said as he gestured to the sky.
You gracefully stood up and walked over to him, wrapping your arms around him. He gave you a surprised look but he smiled back at you as he wrapped him arms around you.
"Belle"he whispered into your ear when you pulled away and looked him into his eyes, and blew smoke into his
SNEAK PEEK: Project MASK(Warning: Again, not much warning for right now. But 13+ just in case.)SNEAK PEEK: Project MASK2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An explosion roared as debris rained from the heavens and onto the desolate streets; a dust cloud billowed and marred the sky, marking the location of where it took place. A figure leaped on top of a car, denting the roof as he looked impassively toward a destroyed storefront. He ignored the crumbling buildings of the ruined section of the city, he didn't care about the people that raced away, screaming in terror. The figure kept his focus on the storefront, waiting for a sign, a movement.
A second figure stumbled out, coughing; his green hoodie ragged, torn and dirty, same with his jeans and shoes. He coughed again, sending the first a sharp glare through the eye-holes of his slightly cracked poker faced mask as he readjusted it correctly on his face. Wind rushed through and blew the dust away, ruffling the second figure's brown hair as blue electricity crackled around his forearms. The first figure's lips
AlliesxYurei!Reader 2AlliesxYūrei!ReaderAlliesxYurei!Reader 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fight for life.
Yūrei- Yūrei are a type of Japanese ghost, usually female (though males do exist), traditionally shown as wearing all white with long black hair that hangs in front of their face. They are typically bound to specific places or objects, and often have a mission of vengeance.
------Alfred's point of view------
There was no way The hero was going to be killed by the very thing that made his favorite food.
I scrambled on top of the fridge. From here I could see the meat grinder slowly wheeling it's way over.
"AH HA HA HA HA! You can't do shit bro!" I crowed, sneering down at the metal machine.
It rammed into the fridge. I teetered dangerously close to the edge.
I really hated to have an metal object prove me wrong.
Standing up, I lept onto the cabinets. For a split second, my feet dangled over the edge. Pulling myself up, I flattened to fit between the ceiling and cabinets. It was a tight squeeze.
Ten Commandments of Writing1. Have an original plot.Ten Commandments of Writing4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
If every book was the same, we'd get bored with them pretty quick. Variety is what gives that special spice. Try to come up with a story that's entirely your own. If your work is based off another work, however loosely, make sure you use your own style. Don't just repeat what someone else has already written. Nobody likes a copycat, and you could face an unpleasant lawsuit that way.
2. Have a good title.
If you want people to read your book, you'll need a title that will catch their eye. Make it exciting, but keep it brief, too. Don't make your title so long that it wears the reader down. Try to stay within the limit of ten words. If you have trouble inventing a title, go through your story and decide what the main theme is, what it is in that story that really stands out.
3. Make your characters as believable as possible.
The characters are what make the story a story. You learn about them, sympathize with them, and hate them.
Two Women, One HulkTwo Women, One Hulk4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green: One Month
Two Women, One Hulk
The Realm of Asgard
Thor was now leaving Asgard after visiting his father Odin, who wished to speak with him regarding the mortals that helped saved the nine realms from destruction at the hands of Loki. The conversation between Odin and Thor, like most of their discussions, was very brief and left the Thunder God wondering, for it seemed like Odin knew something that nobody else did and was intentionally hiding it. Thor could only begin to guess what his father was hiding, but whatever it was, it was something that was not meant to be revealed to anyone at this particular point of time.
He could only hope that whenever this secret was, it would be revealed to him and his fellow Avengers before it is too late. Thor continued to walk through the halls, his mind deep in thought regarding his conversation with Odin, and thus did not seem to notice the sound of approaching footsteps. It was only when this particular person announced her presen
Canada x reader-Stalkers can be cute(request) You weren't very good at figuring out others feelings but, you were 99% positive that there was a boy in your school who had a crush on you. How did you know? Well the boy was always staring at you and blushed every time you looked over in his general direction. You thought he was pretty cute but you also thought it was alittle creepy how he never tried to talk to you.Canada x reader-Stalkers can be cute(request)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Come on. Seriously? You have no idea who I'm taking about, Nana? He's in almost all of our classes!", you explained to your best friend at the lunch table.
"I don't remember seeing any blonde boy with glasses, unless you mean Alfred, but he doesn't have a teddy bear. I don't think I know any high schooler walking around here with a big freaking polar bear! Are you sure? Maybe you're just so lonely that you're imagining cute boys", she questioned your sanity in a hurtful way.
"Well ow...that hurt my self-esteem...but no! I'm not imagining this! He's real and he's always looking at me!"
"That's just being co
AmericaxReader: I'll be back somedayAmericaxReader: I'll be back someday (A veteran's day Tribute)AmericaxReader: I'll be back someday2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The year was 1943. You were married to your childhood sweetheart, Alfred Jones.
But America was submerged in the middle of the Second World War against Germany, Italy, and Japan.
And what was worse, Alfred was being deported along with his brother, Matthew.
"Alfred, please don't go!" You sobbed. "W-What if something happens to you? Or you get hurt?" He held your hands tightly. "(y/n), I don't have a choice. I must go..."
Then the day came when you recieved the yellow telegram.
We regret to inform you that your husband, Alfred F Jones, has been captured as a POW.'
You spent months trying to survive, hoping that Alfred would come home safe... but you knew that wasn't likely.
But there was that off chance that he was going to come home.
You heard the door open, and you retrieved a shotgun you kept nearby. "Who are you?"
"I thought you'd be happy to see yo
Crippled taming *Student!England X Student!Reader*~Crippled taming~Crippled taming *Student!England X Student!Reader*2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Student!England X Student!Reader*
'If you think that love is our battlefield,you better go and take your best weapons in order to either beat me or make me surrender.I will surrender everything,but not my love.And know what?Lovers have rights on eachother's life. Game on!'.
That angelic face,a pretty smile spread onto her features,a shy blush dusting her cheeks,the uniform embracing her curves perfectly,the female waved towards the class,swaying back and forth on her feet in order to keep her nerves down.
"My name is (Name) (Last Name) and I'll be your classmate from now on!" she introduced herself,gaining some yawns,some cheerfull greats and the gazes of differently coloured eyes as she was pointed a place.
She made her way to that certain place,skipping happily,as a soft tune played into her mind.Gingerly sitting down,she gave the teacher a sincere smile,indicating to him that everything was perfectly fine and that she was ready fo
Last Day. - England x Reader.Today was the last day you'd spent with your English gentleman before he would return to his hometown after a two years business trip.Last Day. - England x Reader.2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Here you were, spending the last day watching movies with Arthur, your head on his lap. You smiled, looking up at his green-eyes, blond hair and his perfect features. You saw him glance back down at you as you hurriedly look away back to the television. Arthur's hand began stroking your hair. "What's the matter, love?"
"N-Nothing," you answered. "It's just that... I know I'll miss you when you leave tomorrow." Arthur stopped stroking your hair as the words came out of your mouth.
"I know," he said sighing. "I will come back. Or you can come to England when you're free."
And so, that following morning, you and Arthur were riding the taxi to the local airport.
You were there to see him off as he requested. Arthur had his hand cupping your chin, smiling down at you with his gorgeous green eyes. "I'll miss you, (Name)..."
"I don't want you to go, Arthur..."
The Disappearance of Canada [Canada x Reader]Contains:The Disappearance of Canada [Canada x Reader]2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Hetaloid!Canada x Programmer!Reader
When I was installed it took a while to realize that I wasn't a human.
But you kept me singing songs as a HETALOID.
I didn't really care if it was just over other peoples songs.
As long as you were happy with me.
But then I realized that I would never really have a heart if I was to stop singing that'd be so sad.
The time when everyone forgot about me I went crazy I look into the mirror and see the broken world of HETALOID.
"Ah, it's good to see that you've finally woken up! I thought that there for a second I'd have to recreate both you and your brother program." A satisfied smile danced on your lips, I couldn't help but watch your movements.
Something hovering over me, I could hear a clicking noise from somewhere, and then my feet were lifted off the ground. Flailing about frightened that whatever was holding me would drop me, my feet were placed on a small glowing blue pad tha
Rainy Nights Work Wonders FranceXReader"God dammit, France." You muttered to yourself, tapping your foot impatiently as you glared daggers at the ground. "Hurry the hell up!"Rainy Nights Work Wonders FranceXReader2 years ago in Humor More Like This
About ten minutes ago, France showed up on your doorstep, asking to escape the pouring rain and spend the night, which you relucntantly agreed to. The first order of business was for France to take a shower, seeing as he just about froze his ass off out there.
You really hoped he'd hurry up; you needed to lay down the rules, make sure he knew sex wasn't an option. Maybe it was at England's or America's or whoever the hell people ship him with, but it sure as hell wasn't welcome in your house.
Finally, your patience ran out; he'd been showering for 45 minutes now, he has to be done! "France!" You yelled, pounding your fist on the door. "Get your ass out here!" He obliged to your request and opened the door.
Your eyes just about popped out of your head; standing there was France, his wavy blond hair dripping wet, a towel clinging
AmericaxReader Shark WeekEnjoy ^^AmericaxReader Shark Week2 years ago in Humor More Like This
You cursed under your breath. "Alfie!where are my tampons?!" you yelled from the bathroom. You opened the cabinet under the sink. You couldn't find them.
"The what?" Alfred asked, walking into the bathroom.
"The tampons!" you snapped. You got up and stood over the counter. You put your hands on you face.
"Okay. Sorry babe," Alfred apologized, placing a hand on your back. You groaned and went downstairs.
"Go for me, Alfie," you directed to your boyfriend. He groaned.
"Why me?" he asked.
"Because you are the only other person in this house and if you don't get your sorry butt to the drugstore and buy those flipin' tampons right now, I will bleed everywhere and die. Now do you want me to die?"
"He shrunk down a bit and grabbed his keys and wallet.
"Okay, get the ones in the blue box," you told him. He nodded.
There were so many blue boxes in the ladies section. Tampons beyond tampons. There were so many.
He finally decided on one blue box with "extra protection!" and a
TMJ: England x ReaderIt was a tranquil walk in the field until an unnatural POP disturbed the presence of nature; even some birds chipped and flew out of the trees surrounding you. It also disturbed Arthur’s daydreaming, giving a confused look at you.TMJ: England x Reader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“What was that, love?” Arthur asked. His voice crackled as though he just woke up from a nap.
“That… was my jaw,” you replied, your cheeks red from embarrassment. Another POP sounded, making you placing you hand tenderly on your (r/l) cheek. Your TMJ was something you were not proud of, and, being in a quiet environment, one of your flaws was discovered. You could not look in your boyfriend’s face, scared of his reaction, which you thought would be one of anger from ruining his daily walk (and today was only your first day going on his nature walks)!
Instead, you felt a hand removing yours from jaw with TMJ, gently forcing face to stare at him. His piercing emerald orbs (on
Beilschmidt FamilyxReader InsomniaBeilschmidt FamilyxReader Insomnia2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Stupid chores. I HATE chores. Every day its "chores this" und "chores that" from Vatti. Speaking of whom, Vatti is out picking up "things" from the village und he won't tell the AWESOME me or mein kleine bruder, Ludwig what they are. He's been gone all day, so he must be picking up something really important. I wish he would hurry up because the awesome me, Gilbert Beilschmidt, really wants to know what it is.
*time skip to chores finished*
That jerk Roderich, telling me the Krampus is going to come get me. All I did was pull down his un-awesome pants und he yelled at me und threatened to tell the Krampus where I live. But is the awesome me scared? Nein. I didn't wrap meinself up in 3 blankets to keep the Krampus away from me, I was just really cold. Even if the Krampus does come, I can protect meinself. Me und mein awesome crop are unbeatable.
Ok, I'm really scared. I don't want the Krampus to take me away. I haven't been that bad have I? Sure I blame a lot of things
Parent! England x Parent! Reader - The Rebel (12)Parent! England x Parent! Reader - The Rebel (12)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
-...Really, ______? Will you marry him? – Natalia spoke through the phone quietly, her eyebrows furrowed as she rolled the phone wire around her index finger.
-Why, of course! – You exclaimed happily, but soon, your voice died down in Natalia’s phone. – Aren’t you happy for me?
This took Natalia by surprise, but she quickly regained her normal, unamused posture.
-No, that’s not what I mean. – She took a deep breath, leaving the phone wire to start re-doing her dress ribbons. – But...I don’t trust that England guy. And I don’t want you to regret anything in the long run. Please think about it... – She trailed off, biting her bottom lip.
-But, Natalia, don’t say that ! I... – your voice grew really quiet, and Natalia had to press the phone closer to her ear to hear you. – I honestly do love him.
Natalia grew quiet.
Her Brother got a very harsh lesson the other day, Natalia borrowed marr
Popular-Japan x Reader 1"... and this answer belongs here..." (Name) had mumbled to herself.Popular-Japan x Reader 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Test taking was not something that came easy to her, (name) got worked up, palms got sweaty, and she could not concentrate. The bell finally rung, relieved to be released from that hell, but (name)'s anxiety only increased throughout the day as she awaited the test results.
"(Name) could I speak to you after class?" The teacher whispered to her as they walked by and dropped the test on (name)'s desk. She sighed long and heavy and awaited for the bell to ring. (Name) walked over to the teacher's desk and waited for a sign to show that they were paying attention.
"I hate to be the giver of bad news but I think you can see for yourself that your grades in this class are less then amazing. For that reason I have taken the liberty to set you up with one of the top students for tutoring. I'll be seeing you after school for introductions." The teacher finally looks up "Here take this note to your next class. You've been
43 questions and a NebulaIt looked cool so I uh... borrowed it from :iconAoNihon:43 questions and a Nebula1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
So apparently this thing has you answer a bunch of questions about yourself, I thought it was interesting and wanted to do it so here you go, enjoy people that stalk I mean watch me.
Why is it a literature deviation and not a journal? Because I posted a cool journal already and wanted everyone to see it for a while that's why.
1. Any scars?
Sliced my left leg open on a piece of broken glass that was inside a tied trash bag. My mom told me to go get a cookie for my sister which was on top of the refrigerator, the bag was in front of the frig and I was wearing shorts, accidentally rubbed against it and by the time I knew what happened I felt liquid running down my leg. Reaction: Ah fuck... Mom!
other scar is a 12 inch scar that runs down the center of my back. Cause: Surgery as an infant.
2. Self harmed?
I don't think so, sometimes I nibble on my fingers when I'm board... Does that count?
Not any more.
Germany x Reader - Backseat Serenade Songfic You stumbled out of the bar, vision blurred and mind frenzied from the alcohol. The bar owner glared at you as he slammed the door on your face, "And stay out!"Germany x Reader - Backseat Serenade Songfic2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You faceplanted into the door as your fist made contact with the wood. Damn, that was the third bar that night that you've been kicked out of. Well, it's not YOUR fault so many people piss you off when you drink. They just seem ten times more agrivating in your eyes. Sinking to the steps, you reached into your pocket and dialed a certain blonde haired German's number. You did need a ride hime after all. And someone that would deal with your drunkness. Ludwig, or Germany, was just the person! Another reason you wanted him specifically to come get you is you might of had a teensy, tiny crush on him. Actually, it was more like a gigantic crush.
Find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did
I could see it
The phone rang exactly three times before you heard a familiar, "G
Paneling tips for mangaPaneling tips for manga11 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Paneling is a part of Graphic design. O_- It's an art in itself, think of how you would do a collage and put together a puzzle, that's how paneling works.
You must understand the basic 2D design element:
movement, center of interest, value contrast, volume, size, perspective.... so on and on....
As for paneling.... there is no set way to do it, whether drawing the picture first, or draw the panel's first, or draw the panels and the pictures back and forth.... it's all upto the artist, as long as the result is satisfying to the artist. Just experiement and find the best way that suits you.
1. Panels must support your content: That's the most important thing.... if one line is going over an important character's head shot, omit that line and let the character stand out~ If one frame is more important than the other, you wish to make it a focus on the page, make that frame larger than the others, sometimes it can even overlap other panels alittle. However, being overly complicated
AmericaxReader- TRICK OR TREAT!"TRICK OR TREAT, SMELL MY FEET! GIVE ME SOMETHING GOOD TO EAT!" Alfred screamed at you as you opened the door. He held up a pillow case, smiling expectantly. You sighed and dropped a couple pieces of candy inside his bag.AmericaxReader- TRICK OR TREAT!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's a really crappy costume " You told him. He was wearing a Superman t-shirt and a pair of tighty whities over a blue pants tucked into red boots.
"Are you kidding? I'm the hero!" He struck a pose that showed off his muscles. You shook your head, blushing inwardly. "Now, c'mon, _____. You're going trick or treating with me aren't you?"
"Yeah, yeah. Hold your horses. I need to grab my shoes." You ran off and dug a pair of cherry red cowboy boots out of the shoe closet. You walked out, for Alfred to approve.
He raked his eyes over you, too long for your taste. "Very nice ." He mused, "We'll be a perfect team! Come, Wonder Woman!" He scooped you in his arms, your red and gold top creaking in complaint.
"Put me down!" You wailed, "I'm Wonder Woman, I don't