Killers need to kill. It’s surprising how many writers ignore this very specific and important piece of the ones they claim are killers, heartless or not. Sometimes, there’s a difference between the character we describe in the text and the actions the character takes. An author can tell me over and over that a character is a deadly and dangerous person who strikes ruthlessly without mercy, but if they don’t behave that way in the actual story then I’m not going to buy it.
Show versus tell: the difference between who the author says the character is and the actions the character takes in the story. Especially if the actions counteract the description. Now, you do have characters who lie, characters who misrepresent themselves, characters who say one thing and do another, but these are not the characters we’re talking about. This is about ensuring that you, the author, know the character you are writing. Unless you’re hiding their habits, let us glimpse the worst they’re capable of.
Monster. I could tell Jackson I was a monster, but he wouldn’t believe me. He saw a strawberry blonde, five feet eleven inches. A waitress, a Pilates nut, not a murderer. The nasty scar across my slim waist that I’d earned when I was ten? He thought I’d gotten it from a mugging at twenty one. Just as a natural layer of womanly fat hid away years of physical conditioning, I hid myself behind long hair, perky makeup, and a closet full of costumes bought from Macy’s and Forever 21. To him, I was Grace Johnson. The woman who cuddled beside him in bed, the woman who hogged the sheets, who screamed during horror movie jump scares, the woman who forgot to change the toilet paper, who baked cookies every Saturday morning, the woman who sometimes wore the same underwear three days in a row. The woman he loved.
No, I thought as I studied his eyes. Even with a useless arm hanging at my side, elbow crushed; my nose smashed, blood coursing down from the open gash in my forehead, a bullet wound in my shoulder, Sixteen’s gun in my hand, the dining room table shattered, and his grandmother’s China scattered across the floor. He’d never believe Grace Johnson was a lie. Not until I showed him, possibly not even then. Not for many more years to come. Probably, I caught my mental shrug, if he lives.
“Grace,” Jackson said. “Please…” The phone clattered the floor, his blue eyes wide, color draining from his lips. “This isn’t you.”
Gaze locking his, I levered Sixteen’s pistol at her knee.
“Don’t,” she whispered. “Morrison will take you in, he’ll fix this.” Her voice cracked, almost a sob. For us, a destroyed limb was a death sentence. Once, we swore we’d die together. Now, she can mean it. “Thirteen, if you run then there’s no going back.”
My upper lip curled. “You don’t know me.” I had no idea which one I was talking to. “You never did.”
My finger squeezed the trigger.
Sixteen grunted, blood slipping down her lip. In the doorway, Jackson screamed.
Do it and mean it. Let it be part of their character development, regardless of if which way you intend to go. In the above example, there’s a dichotomy present between the character of Thirteen and her cover Grace Johnson. There’s some question, even for the character, about which of them they are. It sets up a beginning of growth for the character as she runs, but it also fails to answer what will be the central question in the story: who am I? Which way will I jump?
If Thirteen doesn’t kill Sixteen, if the scene answers the question at the beginning then why would you need to read the story?
Below the cut, we’ll talk about some ways to show their struggles.
Hi! You seem to enjoy cute asks, how about RFA/V/Saeran sharing bed with MC for the firstest time? First is always special; will they be super nervous and self-conscious? Spend a sleepless night afraid their love might stop breathing? (happened to me once!) Or just immediately relax and cuddle all night? Hog the blanket? Or would there be instant passion? But definitely MC won't take "i'll sleep on the couch" for an answer!
A/N: This is so cute i do enjoy cute thANK YOU (mainly because I can’t do angst i kinda just…. *slowly slides the angst inboxes to 626*) ~Admin 404
cRYING I LOVE THINKING ABOUT SLEEPING WITH V THANK U NONNIE ~ Admin 626
*YOOSUNG: -EXCITED AS ALL HELL HE’S NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE YES MC COME HERE -He’d be pretty self-conscious about moving or snoring or something -WHAT IF HE DROOLS ON MC OMG N O -He’s so scared and tries to stay awake -But that doesn’t work out, he falls asleep pretty quickly -BLANKET HOG -He likes to roll himself up into a blanket burrito and subconsciously forgets that you’re in bed with him -It’s like fighting to the death to get into that blanket burrito just so you don’t freeze -He’s used to cuddling a smaller stuffed animal, so he isn’t used to the fact that you’re a normal sized person -You end up being the big spoon but that’s okay because he’s such a cutie omg
*JUMIN: -Cool Calm Collected™ -Until it acTUALLY CAME TO IT *Internal screaming* -He holds you close and absolutely loves the feel of you there -You’re like a little heater and just WOW laying with you is way different than laying with Elizabeth -But he just cannot sleep? No matter how hard he tries? -He’s tried counting sheep, focusing on his breathing, focusing on YOUR breathing, but nothing worked out -Gave up and accepted that he wasn’t going to sleep that night, he’ll have to drink a lot more coffee in the morning than usual -It’s just what he’s used to, so it’s really hard to get comfortable enough to sleep -He couldn’t help but admire how cute you looked when you were asleep, he couldn’t look away (though sometimes he forced himself too because wow jumin that’s a lil creepy stop that) -Never once let you go though. If it seemed like you were waking up in the middle of the night, he’d hold you closer and internally freak out. He wanted you to have a perfect night’s sleep! Waking up would ruin that! HIS DARLING MC NEEDS TO SLEEP EVEN IF HE CAN’T
*SAEYOUNG: -Immediately falls asleep -He has no problems sharing a bed -He snores a little bit but it’s sooooo cute omg -Rolls over and cuddles you as close as you can get to his chest -Nuzzles his face against the top of your head and he’s just aDORABLE - honestly he’s just glad he didn’t have any nightmares this time -But he’s SUCH A BED HOG -You wake up because??? Your ass hit the floor -AND HE DIDN’T WAKE UP. HOW DID THE LOUD ASS THUNK NOT WAKE HIM UP???? -You throw yourself across him just so you can lay down and attempt to sleep and he just doesn’t move. He gets a good night’s sleep but you’re left strung across him, uncovered, annoyed
*SAERAN: -He really didn’t want to because he’s very uncomfortable -But he’ll give it a shot, just for you -Absolutely no sleep at all (poor bby ;A;) -What if you stopped breathing? What if something happened in your sleep? WhaT IF - pls calm down saeran and just sleep -He does like holding you though, won’t admit it, but he does -When you put his head to your chest, hoLY SHIT -He’s calmed down by the sound of your heartbeat cutie cutie -Always makes sure you’re covered, comfortable, not too hot, not too cold -Likes to drag his fingertips up and down your spine but if you make any sort of movement he practically throws himself away from you because he’s embarrassed
*ZEN - hE’S SO HAPPY - but also really nervous??? - what if the beast
comes out wHAT WILL HE DO - he obviously wouldn’t do anything but still - but all the nervousness goes away once he sees how sleepy
you are - oMFG YOU’RE ADORABLE IN UR PAJAMAS - totally not staring at ur legs - and you find out Zen is a HUGE snuggler - you should have known this??? - like he’s so affectionate when he’s awake, it just makes
sense for him to treat u like a teddy??? - you’re dying cause he’s like a furnace and u jUST WANNA
SLEEP but you can’t wake him up he’s so adorable - since this your first time ever, of course he’s gonna be
extra dramatic - when he wakes up, he’s gonna stare at u cause ur gorgeous even
with all the drool - he showers you in kisses omg - he just spends the morning spoiling you cause you’re his
*JAEHEE - the first time you guys share the bed it’s totally an
accident??? - usually after you two do the diddly do, you end up going
home because you don’t have enough stuff at jaehee’s to stay over - but over time all of your stuff magically started to
collect at her place - hell, the closet is is 75% yours - so one night after the frick frack, you’re just chilling
in bed with her, she’s drawing imaginary designs on you - and you’re both so exhausted from work that you just fall
asleep - when you wake up in the morning, you find her snuggled up
to her pillow and you burst out giggling - you quiet yourself down though because you don’t wanna
wake her up yet <3 - since she finally has a day off, you wanna let her sleep
in and yOU’RE GONNA TREAT HER LIKE A PRINCESS TODAY - you finally get up and make breakfast for two <3
*V - you and V take naps together all the time - it’s like a hobby for u two - so you thought sharing the bed the first time together
wouldn’t be a big deal - except you find yourself freaking out??? - he’s gonna see you
when you wake up in the morning and you’ll look so ugly omg - so you do everything you can to make sure you wont look to
bad in the morning - you use expensive perfume, you wear silk pajamas, you
moisturize the heck out of your skin - and when V walks in, you feel so ridiculous omg - he’s just wearing normal pajamas, his hair is messy - he knows he’s gonna look like a hot mess when he wakes up,
he aint about to try - when he sees you, his eyes widen cause damn u lookin fine,
but he laughs because he knows exactly how ridiculous your thoughts must have
been for u to do this - so he just hugs you and you both go to bed and snuggle the
heck out of each other <3 - you totally don’t set an alarm to wake up before him - he also didn’t do the same exact thing
Warning: Smut, awkward sex gone wrong (but it gets fixed!)
Word Count: 3000ish
A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! (Sorry, tag list is closed!) XOXO
It’s a little sweaty when you wake up. Dean’s on his stomach with his face turned away from you, snoring a tiny bit, his body sprawling over the king-sized bed and leaving you curled up in one tiny little corner.
He does look good, though. The sunlight can’t get through the curtains, but you left a lamp on, and the muscles of his back are all exposed in the dim light. You lean up to get a better view and appreciate him fully, and instantly groan. Your muscles hurt. Apparently, you’ve been curled up in knots all night, and you desperately need to stretch out.
teachers au? where marauders + lily all work at the same school? just an idea after reading ur camp au. love ur writing lots, ur super talented x
sirius keeps making fun of james for being That English Teacher™ that makes everyone read the book because ‘sixteen year old prongs would fuckin hate you mate’
lily has pot plants on her desk but they’re always dying
it’s a school meme how often remus hits his head on low doorways
james and lily frequently argue about who has the best class while standing over their stove eating rice out of the pot
remus teaches history and james spends half his time trying to convince him to take a lunch break
someone keeps stealing james’ whiteboard markers and putting them in the photocopier and hes sure its sirius but its actually lily
peter is the I.T guy who never knows whats wrong with the internet
lily has to put a dollar in the jar every time she says how much she loves graph paper and the money goes towards, as the label says, ‘getting sirius a haircut or maybe moony a sense of style’
they all eat together in the staffroom but remus wont share his tic-tacs and james is the only one who can make lily’s tea right
Sirius is that weird substitute that you think you won’t have to do anything with and then you’re in chemistry with goggles on while he tells you to shut your eyes because this wasn’t on the instruction sheet but he did see it on mythbusters once
lily keeps going in really close to james’ face like shes going to kiss him and then at the last minute just whips out a calculator and whispers ‘embrace maths’
sirius keeps coming to remus’ class dressed as historical figures even though remus literally never asked
for their anniversary james gets a lily a bouquet of rulers and puts them in water and she stares at them forever when she walks into the kitchen. no boy has ever been as sweet as hers.
the carpet in lily’s classroom reaks of canola oil because of a terrible sirius prank that peter doesn’t let them talk about
remus hates highlighters for some reason so naturally every year james buys him an industrial pack of 200 for his birthday
sirius isn’t allowed to speak at school assemblies anymore ever since he blasted ‘gasolina’ while Al Gore’s climate change documentary silently played on the projector and no one could figure out how to turn it off
lily reads the great gatsby for james and hates every minute of it and she reminds him of this when they’re in bed and he’s hogging the covers
‘listen here bitchman i read that fucking piece of romantised toilet paper for you so give me back my fucking sheet’
“Revenge?” You inquired with a smirk as he dragged you out of your room.
“Come on. We have to make her feel bad, you know?”
“Aren’t we supposed to be the bigger people?” You raised an eyebrow. Stopping in his tracks, he sighed. “Aren’t you mad about what she did?”
“Then, for once, just this once, for your…boyfriend, can you agree?” He drawled out the word ‘boyfriend’ as if testing it out and then nodded in satisfaction.
“Boyfriend, huh? I don’t recall you asking to be my boyfriend,” you looked around, aimlessly.
“But Y/N,” Jungkook whined, shaking your hand in his grasp.
“I’ve already told you I love you and I’ve kissed you,” He peered down at you with a raised brow. When you nodded, motioning him to continue, he shook his head as a chuckled released from his lips. “Now, all that there’s left is the question. Will you be my girlfriend?”
“Sure, I love you, too, so it’s very clear that’d be my answer. Now, what were you thinking for revenge?”
“That’s it? A ‘Sure’? You know what, I should’ve expected that,” He laughed.
“Did you expect me to jump into your arms oh so gracefully and give you a kiss?”
“I mean, that’d be nice,” Jungkook shrugged with a cheeky grin. Rolling your eyes, you stood on your tippy-toes and pecked his cheek. He pouted but nonetheless walked along.
“So, girlfriend, my plan of revenge is messy,” Jungkook smirked, leading you to his dorms.
“You’re not gonna call me that always, right? I like the sound of it but do we want to be that couple?” After a moment of silence you nodded to yourself. “Of course we do. We’ll annoy the shit out of people.”
“So what were you thinking?” You asked again when you reached his room; a room you stayed in plenty of time. You were the one who hogged his bed and constantly fought over room while, Yoongi, poor Yoongi, had to watch from the other side. Unlike you, Jungkook had a roommate.
Opening the door, you both walked in. At the sound, Yoongi’s head popped up from his laying down position on the bed. “Y/N! I never thought I’d say this, but I missed you here!” Yoongi shouted, grinning ear to ear. You’ve never seen him like this.
“Hyung,” Jungkook sighed.
“Nope, I missed Y/N. How many times have I told you to apologize to her for ignoring her for so long?” Yoongi stood up and walked over to the both of you.
“Many,” Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly, casting his eyes downward.
“Oh really? Well, hate to break it to you but it required a Vmin intervention to get him to apologize,” You playfully scowled in Jungkook’s direction.
“Why, what happened?”
“That girl I met once when she came over and after she left, I banned her from coming back because she was too damn annoying? Yeah, I remember her,” Yoongi rolled his eyes as if recalling a day he’d much rather forget.
“She wasn’t my pen pal…Y/N was,” Jungkook still obviously felt guilty for picking a stranger over you.
“Oh? That makes a lot of sense. I liked your pen pal’s sense of humor and I liked Y/N,” Snapping his fingers he shook his head, “Should connected them sooner.”
“Well, now she’s exposed and Kook and I want to get revenge,” You clapped your hands, smiling sweetly.
“And we’re dating! Y/N, can’t forget about the highlight,” Jungkook grinned.
“I sure hope you are. The way Jungkook used to go on and on about you, you already knew he was in love with you.”
“Hyung! Not important right now! Revenge plan, remember?” Jungkook waved his hands around.
“I love a good revenge plan. What were you thinking?”
“Remember the paint war we were supposed to have?”
“The one with the balloons?”
Nodding his head, Jungkook grinned. “That’s a great idea!”
Looking between the two boys who’d be thought being twelve years old with a conversation like this, you were confused. Paint war? Balloons?
“You think? It isn’t too mean?”
“You’re asking the wrong person…I’d write roast the shit out of them with a diss track. How can I help?”
“Great. More of Jungkook’s friends. Wanna yell at me, too?” You overheard Y/F/N groan when she spotted Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin approaching her.
Both you and Jungkook were hiding on top of a probably restricted construction structure. It was in front of one of the buildings being repaired from storm damage. Under the structure, was Y/F/N where you had planned her to be.
“We were just wondering why you lied to Jungkook,” Jin said, innocently, walking closer, but not close enough to be ‘revenge-ed.’
“I have to explain it to you, too? Ugh, honestly if I had known this would be the consequences of being his friend in the first place then I’d–” You nudged Jungkook to hurry up and start. Jungkook sent you a smirk before dropping the blue water balloon so it landed on her head.
She let out a shriek as you stifled a laugh. The boys in front of her laughed their asses off, and you quickly grabbed the special present Taehyung gave you. Throwing it on the ground next to her, an eruption of purple smoke was released.
“Smoke bomb. Smart,” Jungkook nodded, handing you a balloon. You both threw the remaining balloons before the smoke dissipated and scurried off the structure. You pretended to be just walking in on the scene, noticing the boys motioning you over.
“You did this!” Y/F/N pointed an accusing finger at the two of you. Putting both your hands up in surrender you denied, “We just got here, how would we?” You couldn’t contain your laugh as you observed her. She was a rainbow. Her arms were green and orange, while her head and torso was a mixture between blues and pinks.
“Then maybe it was the other two,” She was fuming.
“Us?” Taehyung and Jimin genuinely just entered the scene. All the while, other students walked by with snickers and smirks on their faces.
“Wondered why she got that.”
“I don’t care. She deserved it. You know she stole my boyfriend in freshman year?”
“She looks better like that.”
“I’d give a high five to the person who did that.”
Smirking to yourselves, both you and Jungkook returned to your dorm room. “Now, that, was fun,” You yelled, a large grin on your face. Tackling Jungkook in an embrace, you sighed in content.
“Princess, as long as you’re dating me, it’ll always be fun,” He wiggled his eyebrows, suggestively.
“Says the virgin,” You smirked causing him to gasp.
“Hey! You’re making fun!”
“No, no, just a small tease,” You leaned up and pecked his lips. Humming in response, Jungkook pulled you onto your bed. Hovering over you and wrapping his arms around you, he gave a cute smile.
“Just letting you know, I’m not letting go. Ever,” He buried his head in the crook of your neck as you laid underneath him.
“Good. Because I don’t want you to.”
The both of you soon fell asleep, your hand playing with his hair, a new thing you did that Jungkook loved. However, like the last time, you managed to move around so you were against his chest and legs tangled together.
This time, when you woke up, there was no awkwardness. Soft smiles and sweet words were exchanged between you two and man, you wondered what the hell you did to deserve it.
That day, you were both sent to you Dean’s office where Y/F/N, still some part of her body covered in paint splatters, sat in his chair. You sat in the other two seats next to Y/F/N.
“I’m sorry Y/F/N, but no one saw it,” your Dean apologized.
“They had a smoke bomb! Believe me they did it!” She pointed another accusing finger at you.
“And why would they do that?” The Dean raised his eyebrow. You and Jungkook exchanged glances. You were both expecting this. If Y/F/N said you waned revenge, she’d have to explain why. And why would be the reason she’d be in trouble. Pretending to be someone else, especially if it was part of an assignment, was a violation and she knew that.
Opening her mouth a few times, she looked down and grumbled to herself. Looking back up sweetly, she apologized, “You know, it probably wasn’t them. I’m sorry for wasting your time.” Then she marched out the door and closed it behind her.
“I’m sorry I had to have you here. You see, paint was thrown at Y/F/N and she thought you two were the culprits. Do you know why’d she’d think that?”
The both of you shook your heads in disbelief, widening your eyes. “What?” “No way!”
“I thought so. You can leave now,” the Dean motioned to the door.
“See? Smoke bombs are smart,” you smirked, out of ear range of the Dean’s office.
Intertwining your hands, Jungkook sighed, “What an adventure; First I talked to my pen pal, then you, then back to my pen pal, then you, and then Y/F/N, and then you who was my pen pal all along? Wow, what a story to tell.”
“Yeah, at least we’re both at fault. We both did stupid things.”
“Because we’re both idiots,” Jungkook finished.
“For each other,” you pinched his cheek lovingly, causing him to groan.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
“As Sarcastic Princess would say, I love me too,” You smiled when he chuckled. “Oh, and I love you, too.”
ITS OVER *wipes tear* I hope this was an okay ending that satisfied you all! Thank you all so much for reading this and leaving such sweet messages and asks. I couldn’t ask for a better bunch of readers.
As for the next pen pal, it’s going to be….*drum rolls* Yoongi’s!!! So all you Yoongi biased (heh me too) be sure to stick around!! Pls, I love making friends.
How did you like it? Any particular parts you loved? Let me know!