I got a great question from @jailmom on the post “The 7 Elements of a Scene”. The question was about how that post could apply to quiet, distinctly-not-actiony scenes. I didn’t even think about writing a post like this, so thank you for the excellent observation!
Anyway, here’s how the elements apply to a low-conflict scene, illustrated by a scene from Up.
Mr Fredricksen, Russel, Dug, and Kevin are on their way to Paradise Falls, but must set up camp for the night. Russel has tried and failed to make a tent.
What’s at stake? Mr Fredricksen’s resolve to remain unattached to anyone.
Russel’s Goal: He really wants to be Mr Fredricksen’s friend.
Carl’s Goal: He really doesn’t want to be friends. Thus far, he’s regarded Russel as a mildly annoying obstacle, slowing down his goal of getting the house to Paradise Falls. And since he’s stuck with Russel, he wants to keep him as a mildly annoying obstacle. Growing attached to anything would be the worst thing that could happen (he believes).
Escalating Conflict: They’re “fighting”, meaning their goals conflict. It’s not outright of course, not an argument; they’re not even aware what’s at stake, and what the significance of the situation is. But really, the subtext is battling over what their relationship is going to be. Annoyance and annoyed guy? Or kid and grandfather-figure?
Russel: “Awh. Tents are hard.” (Exhausted)
Carl: “Wait, aren’t you ‘Super Wilderness Guy’? With the GPM’s and the badges?” (Grumpy derision)
Russel: “Yeah, but … can I tell you a secret?” (Sheepish)
Carl: “No.” (Russel wants to share something. Carl doesn’t wanna hear it.)
R: “Alright. I never actually built a tent before. There. I said it.” (Says it anyway. Honest. Mostly, sweet.)
C: “You’ve been camping before, haven’t you?” (Surprised, slightly judgmental.)
R: “Well, never outside.” (Honest again.)
C: “Well, why didn’t you ask your Dad how to build a tent?” (Curious, in spite of himself.)
R: “I don’t think he wants to talk about this stuff.” (Suddenly concerned)
C: “Why don’t you try him sometime? Maybe he’ll surprise you.” (Helping him, in spite of himself.)
R: “Well, he’s away a lot. I don’t see him much.” (Explanatory)
C: “He’s got to be home sometime.” (Trying to prove that Russel can fix this on his own.)
R: “Well, I called, but Phyllis told me I bug him too much.” (Now kinda sad)
C: “Phyllis? You call your own mother by her first name?” (Beginning to be emotionally involved, so covers it with contempt. Kids and parents these days!)
R: “Phyllis isn’t my mom.” (Surprised.)
C: “Oh.” (Realizes he’s been wrong about him.)
R: “But he promised he’d come to my Explorer ceremony to pin on my Assisting the Elderly Badge, so he can show me about tents then, right?” (innocently optimistic, hopeful. Sad.)
C: “Hey, uh, why don’t you get some sleep. Don’t want to wake up the traveling flea circus.” (Danger! This kid is invading Carl’s closed-off little world. This must be avoided.)
R: “Mr Fredricksen, Dug says he wants to take Kevin prisoner. We have to protect him! Can Kevin go with us?” (Worried)
C: “Alright. He can come.” (Relenting, though keeping up the grump act)
R: “Promise you won’t leave him?” (Hoping to rely on him, trust him.)
C: “Yeah.” (Agreement, still grouchy)
R: “Cross your heart?” (Sleepily, one last promise.)
C: “Cross my heart.” (This is the turn of the scene, and the moment that Russel “wins” it. Because this is something Ellie said to Carl. Something that symbolizes her, part of the moment he started loving her. Saying it again signifies the turn.)
Russel is sleeping peacefully.
C: "What have I gotten myself into Ellie?” (Looks at his floating house, the symbol of his attachment to the past and to Ellie. Knows he’s lost the battle. Russel isn’t just an annoyance anymore.)
Turn: Well, Carl is officially emotionally attached.
So! Scenes work no matter the level of conflict. As long as there is conflict present – two characters (or more) in opposition – the scene will work. Anyway, this was really fun to write. Thank you to @jailmom for the excellent question!
(Camila enters her room, surprised to see Lauren) C: Lauren! What are you doing here? L: Your dad let me in. C: That doesn’t answer my question. What are you doing here? (lauren plays chorus of i have questions) L: I listened to this. I debated about it but I did. and I realized how much I hurt you. how I have badly hurt you. Camila…Camz, I came here because I finally have it. I finally have the answer. It’s not much but I hope it’s worth something. I don’t expect you to forgive me. I don’t expect you to love me again. But, you need to know. You deserve to know, at least. I loved you too. But, I didn’t have it in me to accept myself for who I am. That I was Lauren Jauregui, the girl who is madly, deeply, irrationally in love with my best friend whom i met when i was 16. I love you, Camila. Always have. And i’m sorry for not making things right before. For pushing you away, for leaving you hurt like that. I’m sorry I denied myself the freedom to love you. Truth is, I know how I feel when you look at me. I’ve never felt that with anyone before. It’s like you see who I really am. Maybe that’s the scariest part. I look at you and your eyes…and I wanna be worth the effort. I wanna be the person you see. And it took me years to accept that. I’m so sorry Camila C: You don’t know how long I have waited to hear those answers, Lauren. So long. But it’s too late now. There’s no more Camz and Lolo. It’s just Camila and Lauren. Camz died the day you turned your back against me with pieces of my heart crushed on the palm of my hands. L: Please don’t do this. Please give me one more chance to make things right. C: I’m sorry Lauren. You’re a day too late (approaches Lauren and consoles her with one last hug) C: Goodbye Lauren
You knew Bucky wasn’t one to pass judgement solely on appearances but anytime you were around him you were nervous. Mostly because of your massive crush on him and your belief that he wouldn’t like you, not like you wanted him to at least. You didn’t have a body like Natasha or Wanda or anyone that society showed Bucky would like. Let alone your skin color, it’s true Bucky and Steve grew up in the 40′s which wasn’t the best time for people that looked like you. You didn’t think they themselves were ever offenders back then but the 40′s are very different from now and though they were both good friends with Sam and respected Nick you still couldn’t help but think they’d like someone more ‘traditionally attractive’. That was until one night at one of Tony’s galas.
my favourite series of all time. nothing more to be said. you probably already know this one but idk i LOVE
all for the game series by nora sakavic
second favourite series of all time. probably crossing over into adult with some very adult content but amazing story and characters.
carry on by rainbow rowell
favourite book of all time and though the plot is a bit iffy at points the characters make up for it seven trillion times over jfc
six of crows duology by leigh bardugo
even though the story is superbly crafted the brilliant cast of characters is the true standout
a darker shade of magic series by ve schwab
this is my favourite author of all time and hoo boy is she incredible at her goddamn job
the great library series by rachel caine
MASSIVELY UNDERRATED. JUST READ IT OK STOP WASTING YOUR TIME
more than this by patrick ness
not actually read this one but it’s had rave reviews!!!
the mortal instruments by cassandra clare
PROCEED WITH CAUTION a) we all have probably heard of this one b) if you’re looking for good representation not just a good story come to this one last c) in fact if you’re looking for good representation just watch the show
the trials of apollo by rick riordan
you may or may not need to read all of the 10 books before this to make any sense of it so good frickin luck. you can say many things about rick but he’s good with his damn representation
red queen series by victoria aveyard
there are better options bc apparantly it’s a few minor characters in the 2nd book but if you’re at a loss it’s a good story too
Here’s the last one for now. A C-S I really should have written a long time ago, between Oboro and Hinoka! I had a ton of fun writing this one, these two have a really natural dynamic, plus I stuck in DL’s hcs about them (it’s her desperate rarepair and now it’s one of mine too hehe).
This support could also be called “You can pry butch lesbian Hinoka from my cold, clammy hands.” Here’s the link~
A/N: Always remember to save your work folks, it took me three hours to write the first draft and it was perfect then my computer crashed and I lost everything. It’s four in the morning I can’t be dealing with this shit. Reminder: (Y/C/N)(Your/Characters/Name), (Y/N)(Your/Name), (Y/F/N)(Your/Full/Name)
This was so good then I had to rewrite it. Now it’s five in the morning. SO enjoy this crappy piece cause I’m Richard Speight trash and Hit me up if you want a second part.
Summary: A fan brings up yours and Richard’s relationship at a convention, while dwelling on an old scene.
Word count: 2,071
Warnings: Single!Rich, Alive!Gabe, Mentions of domestic abuse(ex boyfriend). Richard Speight Jr x reader
You loved doing conventions. Spending time with the biggest, funniest, kindest idiots you’ve ever met for a good few weekends a year was usually the highlight beside doing the actual show. Your character had been the highest reoccurring face in the supernatural series and was considered a main character beside the Winchesters and Cas. During season 4-9 your character had a thing going with a special archangel known as Gabriel and that’s how you and Richard Speight Jr became best friends.
One of the main reasons you loved cons so much was because of Rich, Rob and Matt, along with the rest of the cast, of course. But Rich and Rob are the closest friends you’ve nearly ever had. And the whole fandom knew this.
They loved hearing about your experiences with the boys and the mischief and trouble the three of you have gotten into. They especially loved hearing about you and Rich. Since your relationship bloomed on screen, fans have been dying for something to happen off screen. In which you and Rich were happy to tease and joke about it, but you both thought nothing of it. Supposedly.
“And now welcome the beautiful, the talented, the undeniably irritating (Y/F/N)!” You hear Rich introduce you on stage, giving you your cue to enter through the curtains.
You smile brightly as the audience screams and applauds, flashing lights off cameras and waving hands flooded the area below the stage. You stick your tongue out at Rich as you skip over to Rob, who was playing your intro song, you hug Rob as he sings and he returns the hug equally as tightly while Rich fakes a look of utter betrayal.
When Louden Swain finish the small intro song, you head back to the middle of the stage where you pull up a chair.
“Hey honey.” Rich lips upturn into his usual smirk which is visible even through his bushy facial hair. The audience screams at you both.
“Hey Dick.” You respond through your microphone with a shit-eating smile on your face. The audience all laugh.
“I see you looked pretty comfortable over there with Robby.” Rich’s comment make the audience erupt again.
“Oh, don’t worry Sugar, I was.” You chuckle quietly, Rich swaggers towards you and drapes his arm over your shoulders. You willingly lean into his side, subtly breathing in his warm scent which sends goosebumps over your skin.
You always had an attraction towards Rich, when your character started developing feelings for Gabriel on set, you developed feelings for Richard off set. Yet you chose to hide it. You like to think it’s because you don’t want to ruin your friendship but in reality you were quite often scared of rejection. Even as a full grown woman, your mind wondered ‘What if he doesn’t feel the same and it’s awkward?’
“Why don’t we get started with questions?” Rich suggests, cocking his eyebrow.
“Sounds good to me.” You nod and look towards the audience to where they have a small teenage girl waiting with microphone in hand.
“Hi (Y/N), just want to say that I am a huge fan and I love your character (Y/C/N) on the show.” The girl beams a toothy smile up at you, she must be about seventeen but the excitement on her face makes her seem younger.
“Thank you!” You adored your fans, they were your everything (besides the cast). Without them you would have never met some of your life long friends.
“My question is about (Y/C/N) and Gabriel. We know you and Richard have been best friends for a while now, and a lot of the fandom ship you two in and outside the show so I was just wondering was it hard to film the ending of those two?” The girl asks. You look over at Rich who had made it half way across the stage by now but was also looking over at you. Simultaneously you both grimace jokingly and say “Nah!”
The last scene between (Y/C/N) and Gabriel:
A while after Gabriels supposed death, (Y/C/N) had managed to get over the loss of Gabe. The two weren’t officially together but even Cas could see the two cared for each other and after the angel died, it ruined (Y/C/N) for months. So when Gabe temporarily came back, things weren’t exactly sunshine and rainbows.
(Y/C/N) was curled up in her bed inside the bunker, she had just come back from a hunt with the boys and was far from exhausted by this point. However, no matter how tired (Y/C/N) was, one flutter of wings was enough to wake her.
Her eyes shot open as she reached for her angel blade and the light switch.
“Gabriel?” (Y/C/N) gasped, her heart stopping at the sight of the dead angel.
“Hey cupcake.” Gabriel smiled weakly at his favourite hunter, heck, his favourite human.
(Y/C/N) paused, she didn’t know if she were dreaming; she has had many dreams just like this it.
After a split second, she threw the angel blade across the room and it hit something solid. Gabriel wrapped his fingers around the blade and pulled it from his chest, being an archangel, he needed an archangel blade to do any actual harm.
Realisation snapped through (Y/C/N) as she scrambled to her feet and edge closer to the angel, her eyes studied every aspect of the man she once longed to see and touch again.
“Where have you been?! I thought you died!” (Y/C/N) shoved Gabriel with both hands, “this is definitely real…” She whispered to herself. Gabriel could see the pain in her glassy eyes, even when he tried to avoid her gaze.
“I know, I’m sorry. But…” Gabriel was stopped when (Y/C/N) crashed hard against his chest, knocking the wind from them both. If you could even do that to an angel. He engulfed her in the hug and the familiar scent of each other both made one another hurt.
“You’re such an asshole.” (Y/C/N) whispers as tears fell past her delicate eye lashes. Gabriel’s heart squeezed since he knew he couldn’t stay. He didn’t even know why he came, he guessed he just wanted to see you in person one last time.
“(Y/C/N), I..I can’t stay long. I just wanted to see my favourite hunter one last time.” Gabe struggled to admit it aloud. (Y/C/N) pushed away from Gabriel in a blink of an eye, she stared at the man in disbelief.
Gabe didn’t know or want to say anything.
She scoffed and shook her head at the angel. The look of hatred that flashed in her eyes made him feel physically sick.
“I can’t believe you would come back here just to leave again! Don’t you realise how many nights I spent crying over your death! Don’t you realise because of you I almost drank myself into a coma!” Tears streamed passed her cheeks, uncontrollably.
“(Y/C/N), I’m so sorry…” Gabriel regretted visiting (Y/C/N), all he had done was hurt her further. He reached out to cup her cheek but she moved back as if his hand were as hot as a branding iron.
“Don’t…Don’t touch me.” She used all her power to turn her back on the angel. “I want you to leave Gabriel.” Her voice was as small as she felt; she wrapped her arms around herself and squeezed her eyes.
“(Y/C/N)…” Gabriel stepped forward.
“Just leave!” and with that, she heard a flutter of the angels wings. Gabe was gone. Forever.
“I’m just kidding, it was actually pretty hard filming that scene, yes. It took a lot of my emotional energy filming that scene over and over. Near the end I started to really cry, and I believe that’s the take they used in the episode. I guess the thought of losing Dick, here, was a bit overwhelming.” You try to laugh it off as the audience ‘aw’s’.
You catch Richard staring at you from across the stage, before he speaks up. Agreeing wth you. “Yeah, well, when this weakling broke, I guess it did get harder to film.” Rich winks over at you, you simply roll your eyes in response but laugh anyway.
“So did that effect your relationship at all?” The fan asks us both. I chuckle at the question and shake my head.
“Sorry to tell you this but Rich’s heart belongs to Robby. We’re just friends.” You tease everyone. The audience laughs as Rich blows a kiss over to Rob who tries to shoo it away.
The next questions throughout the panel ranged from relationships between actors and characters, your characters delevopment, J2M, R2M and much more. Jensen and Jared even joined you near the end. However your mind stayed stuck to the question of your relationship with Rich.
After the panel you retire to the green room before your photo op. You pour yourself some coffee just as Jared and Rob walk in.
“So?” Rob smiles over at you as you both take a seat.
“So what?” You furrow your brow at the man. Almost amused at his happy look.
“More questions about you and Rich. You know ever since you left that asshole, these types of questions have been coming at you, left, right and centre.” Rob shifts seats so he is beside you. “Careful Robert.” You warn the boy as he pokes on a sensitive subject. You recently broke up with your boyfriend, the boys made you as soon as you showed up on Rich’s door one night a couple months ago with one hell of a shiner.
“He just means why haven’t you made a move yet. You two have been chasing each other for years now and even the fans can see you like each other.” Jared adds in, you shoot him a glare for taking Rob’s side.
“It’s not like that. Rich is just a flirty guy.” You deny it, both the men look at each other with the same look.
“Look, perhaps if you just…” Rob is abruptly cut off when the door swings open to reveal Rich entering the room.
“If you just what?” Rich asks, you shake your head yet smile at his constant nosiness.
“Perhaps if I just went to head to my photo op now then I’d be on time. Thanks for reminding me, Robby.” You jump up, and head towards the door.
As you pass Rich, he touches your forearm. Stopping you.
“Hey. You okay?” Rich asks, his whiskey coloured eyes swimming with concern.
“Fine, why?” You ask, almost too quickly.
“You just seem a little distant since the panel…” Rich starts but you swiftly cut him short by pulling your arm away and throwing on a smile.
“I’m fine, Rich. I promise.” You lie, before heading down an empty hallway. You still have twenty minutes or so until your photo op so you decide to slow down and sit yourself against the empty hall’s wall. You lean back, closing your tired eyes - sitting there peacefully for a few moments.
“Heya gorgeous.” You hear Rich’s voice as he approaches you, you open your eyes to see he has two cups of coffee in his hands.
As he plants himself beside you, you gratefully take it. Resting your head on his leather covered shoulder.
“Look, I know when something is wrong and if you don’t want to talk about it. Tough shit. We’ve been through enough shit to hide anything anymore.” Rich tries to be light about it but fails. You take a sip of your coffee and remain silent. “Fine. Be like that but next time…”
You interrupt Rich’s sentence as you act on an urge you’ve been desperate to act on since Gabe was killed off.
You crash your lips against his, running your hand up the back of his neck and into his hair.
His lips this time feel even more amazing than any of your on screen kisses with him. It’s a soft kiss, sweet. Unlike most of your on-screen action. Rich’s hand cups your cheek while the other grips his cup tightly.
Richard is the one to pull away, the kiss lingering between you.