umbershift  asked:

(Sorry if you've answered this before, I can't find it anywhere) how do you plan out what happens the comic? Like do you just write down "Oscar does this, Cliff says this?" Do you do a general overview of the series and each chapter, or what? (I want to make a webcomic but have no idea how to plan out something like this)

It’s been awhile since I talked about my process! I make scripts using celtx. That program has a format for comic books and it’s super easy to use. 

Structurally, the scripts for the chapters go by page, then panel, and then the events in the panel. My ideal panels per page number is 7, and most of my pages have 6 - 9 written panels. (Figuring this out for yourself will be huge in terms of learning how to write for yourself) 

But for the whole writing process, I generally start with research. For WL, I did a lot of reading on local history and mythology and also casually interviewed friends about what monsters they’d like to see, and that sort of gave me a backdrop for the setting. Then I worked on the timeline/outline for the plot, and once I had the events planned out, I started writing the chapters themselves. 

So, for me, I like to work from general down to more specific. That may not be what works for you, though! I know lots of people who like to just dive in and plow through a first draft and then go back through it and clean it up. And lots of people just figure it out as they go, with only a rough outline in mind, and that’s totally fine too! Especially if it is your first project. You won’t know what works for you until you just start trying things.

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Sherlolly and number 7

7. fake relationship au

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this is one big cheesy, cliché yuckfest but honestly #sherlolly mood

It started with flowers and chocolates, sent anonymously to her workplace; bouquets piled high with her favourite flowers from daisies to hibiscus and the finest Belgian chocolate. There may have been no distinctive indication as to the sender but Molly was no fool. This was why, when Scotland Yard’s finest arrived that morning, she was huddled over a microscope, running all sorts of tests on a halved chocolate truffle.

“Everything alright, Molly?”

The pathologist turned to the Detective Inspector, a wild look in her eyes, “Greg, thank God. Look, I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important. Could you run a check for me?”

Sherlock and John, who’d taken up position at the consulting detective’s preferred microscope, paused to listen as Greg took out a notebook.

“Yeah, sure, what’s their name?”

“Pete Truman. He…was arrested six years ago and was serving time for assault in Leicester. I just…I want to know if he’s out yet,” the way she was wringing her hands had Greg biting his lip, pulling his phone from his pocket.

“I’ll run him through the system,” he said before leaving the lab, his phone pressed to his ear as he spoke to his colleagues.

An awkward silence descended on the room. Molly turned back to her results, finding the chocolates clean; she wasn’t surprised if she was honest. Paranoia. John was the first to address the elephant in the room.

“Er, an ex, Molly?”

After a moment, Molly took a deep breath and faced her friends – it was for the best that she explained, they’d only worry. That, or Pete’s mangled corpse would end up on her morgue slab if she’d kept the information to herself. Who knew when it came to them two.

“He was my lab partner in Uni. I thought he was my friend but…that wasn’t how he saw things. When I told him I was moving to London for work, he was hell bent on following me,” as Molly explained, she recalled her relationship with Pete – how overly sweet he was, how reluctant he was to let her out of his sight. Towards the end, he’d virtually become her shadow. She continued, “I told him he’d misunderstood and he turned nasty. He got drunk, trashed my flat and got into a pretty vicious bar fight. After he got sent down, he promised he’d find me and ‘make things right’. I haven’t seen him in years but if he’s the same person…he’d never have forgotten. He was never violent to me,” she hastened to add at the look on their faces; the morgue slab ending was looking more likely the more she spoke. She ran a hand through her hair, “I can’t go through all that again. What am I going to tell him?”

“Tell him to sod off,” John nearly shouted, gesturing angrily, “you don’t owe him anything.”

Molly shrugged, “I’ve tried. He’s not the sort of man you say no to.”

“Tell him you have a boyfriend.”

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Why does Mashima like the number 7?
Why the 7.7.777 ?
The answer is here!! :)

And this number represents… LUCY HEARTFILIA!!!
+ Confirmation theory Eclipse is Back!!
Lucy vs Zeref soon ?The Carla’s prediction of 7/7/2017 ?

SO LET’S GO !!!!!!!!


Ser Haumeric de Peulagnon

Ser Haumeric the Valiant

“Only the Fury can absolve us of our sins. Take solace in the scripture, for it shall not lead you astray.”

Having graduated from Saint Endalim’s Scholasticate as one of the Trinity, Ser Haumeric’s future among the Vault’s elite was all but secure. After joining the clergy, he campaigned for the reforms. His destiny lay elsewhere, however, for Ser Zephirin, having observed Ser Haumeric’s exceptional conjuring abilities, bid him join the Heavens’ Ward.

Although he once considered resignation, he eventually decided, after reflecting on his past experiences within he clergy, that he could not forsake his position within the Heavens’ Ward, as it would afford him oppotunities to entret the archbishop directly.

A man of strong principles, Ser Haumeric has long strived to walk the righteous path, and so he holds men like Ser Charibert in great contempt.


In this video, I talk about my top 10 favorite Sun and Moon Pokemon and ALSO my favorite Alolan forms, HERE WE GO

Seven Seconds in Heaven

Words: 5.8k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, smidgen of Smut
Summary: In the moment of your death, Heaven drops the hammer of punishment; making him travel back in time to relive memories that can never be changed. Seven memories. Seven minutes in each. Seven seconds before they are ripped away. 
Warning: Mentions of death and other sensitive things. Tread carefully.


It’s another argument.

He is helpless. Frustrated. He’s caught in a blind rage that doesn’t allow him to understand why you said the things you said, why you did the things you did but then the words spew out of his lips without mercy. When the tears cloud your eyes and you rip your gaze away from him, before he can even utter ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it’, you had already said in the calmest voice-

“We are not doing this here.”

Without looking once back, you ran ahead of him, picking up the pace as much your legs could muster while leaving Jin behind you, feeling helpless and frustrated. He watches as your form disappears meters ahead, amongst the crowds as the glow of the street lamps cast shadows on the pavement; they laugh mockingly at him and follow like tails as he begins to race.

“Y/N. Y/N! Y/N, wait!”

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170615 Kyungsoo - BIFAN 2017 Room Number 7 Highlight

School Announcements

Richie ran along the sidewalk that circled around the plain, tan school building, his backpack hung off his shoulder and smacked against his back as he transferred smoothly into a sprint. Normally, Richie would never be in such a hurry to get to school but as of the last month he’d been given the opportunity to do the announcements by the schools media teacher, the only teacher who liked him, ‘meaning they were the only teacher with their head on straight’. Richie chuckled and shoved past his classmates. 

He smacked his hands against the double doors but failed to remember that the ‘Watch your step’ sign was sitting just above the small step into the building. Richie tripped right over the small yellow pain in the ass and kissed ground. He hissed but just had to chuckle at the fact that he’d managed to hop easily onto the small platform but nailed right into the warning sign for it. He pushed back up, dusted himself off and kicked off again. 

He slid right past the office, catching himself by grabbing the doorway and pulling himself backwards. He caught his breath for a moment before shooting and pouncing onto his assigned wheely chair. He slid himself too far, crashing into the wall before he managed to get into the proper position. “Meryl, Leslie, Anna!” He shot unappreciated finger guns to the secretaries who shook their heads and went back to their desk work. He glanced up at the fuzzy security cameras and watched students flood in just before the bell. 

He waited patiently until the end of the Pledge of allegiance before he was given the ok. 

He pulled his tiny xylophone from the desk drawer and tapped out his signature four warning dings before speaking into the old microphone. “Good morning Ladies and Germs, it is I, Richie Tozier with your morning announcements.” He hummed happily, looking up at the surveillance tvs of the classrooms. The kids were all rolling their eyes. He chuckled.

 “I’ll hold for your groans of annoyance.” He paused for a few seconds before launching into the list he’d been given of topics for the day. But once he ran out, Richie went into his own script per usual.

“Anyways, my best friend, Mrs. Harper is holding book club after school in room 202! Be there or be square.-Speaking of square! Stanley Uris this is your official invitation to battle me at lunch. You may be good at Monopoly but let’s see how you fight-” 

Richie pulled back as he got tapped on the shoulder and was mumbled something. He nodded with a smile, giving the principal an ‘ok’ hand signal. 

“I’ve just been informed that I can’t challenge you to an actual fight on school grounds so Stan, I’ll see you at lunch for our Pokemon battle.” Richie corrected himself and waved cheekily at the principal before moving on. Stan was glaring up at the speaker in his science classroom. 

“If you weenies have any school spirit, you’ll come cheer on the baseball team after school today for the big game! Which reminds me! Number 7,  Are you in the outfield? Because you’re an angel.” Richie giggled as he looked to the screen that showed him the classrooms. 

Eddie’s cheeks turned pick as he sat in his chair, baseball jersey with the big black 7 written across the back. His classmates laughed and wolf whistled. 

“Ha, in all seriousness-” Richie paused. “I think I’m falling in glove with you.” 

Richie swore he heard the collective groans of his classmates and laughed his ass off. 

Eddie glared at the security camera, mouthing something. Richie narrowed his eyes and spoke. “What was that Eds? I can’t read your lips from this fuzzy tv.” 

He watched Eddie’s classroom burst into laughter and Eddie slammed his head down on his desk. The principals hand clapped down on his shoulders and signaled that he was done until the afternoon announcements. He chuckled and signed off before making his way to first period science. 


Richie bopped down the hall, half a sandwich hanging out of his mouth as he crossed through the doorway into the office. He shot a goofy smile to the secretaries before plopping down in his chair. He swallowed his food and twirled his xylophone stick around before turning on the speaker and banging out his rockin’ four dings. He shook his hand, waving the rock n roll sign. 

“Aaaaaand DJ Tozier is back and better than ever!” He shouted and chuckled to himself. Anyway, Mr. Willis wanted me to say that he knows people are smoking in the bathrooms and anyone who’s caught will be put in detention.” Richie paused to find the right screen. 

“So Beverly, our meeting is postponed until farther notice.” Richie chuckled as Beverly rolled her eyes and shot a finger gun into the security camera in her class. Richie smiled at the principal, who looked like he was about to come get him until Richie waved the list in his hand, mouthing that he’s almost done. 

He skimmed the list with his eyes and opened his mouth like he might read something from the bullet points but he wasn’t one to do what he was suppose to do. “Attention everyone in classroom 105, there is a cheater among you.” Richie put on a serious tone, the teacher in the classroom looked over the test taking class nervously. 

“Michael Hanlon, you know you cheated at Life last night when you should’ve had a fifth child and I want a rematch. You left that poor blue peg child to live alone in the orphanage which is just a dick move-”

Richie had to stop himself before he choked on his own laughter when Mikes teacher looked momentarily relived only to glare up at the speaker with intense rage. Principal Willis looked like he’d had enough and got up to tear Richie away. 

He pushed Richie’s chair to the right, and leaned into the microphone “This has been your afternoon announcements-”

“Oh shout out to my boy Ben who’s in the library right now cause he’s a nerd-!”

Principal Willis chuckled begrudgingly and continued. “Remember to be prepared daily, have a good attitude, set goals for yourself-

“Give Richie Tozier the answers to Mrs. Duncan’s test-” Richie tried to but in once again. 

“Follow your dreams-”

“Does that mean we can sleep in class-?” 

“Richard Tozier!” Mr. Willis rolled his eyes and Richie put both hands in the air in mock surrender, pushing away in his wheely chair. Mr. Willis deemed it safe enough to return. “That’ll be all for today-”

“Wait!” Richie cried and the exasperated man turned around. 

“What is it Richie?” He asked and Richie reached over to his xylophone and hit it in his signature 4 dings. 

“Ok, we’re done now.” He smiled. 

(This was based on a post by the amazing, @toziertrashmouth ! I hope this was ok?? I just loved this idea and I almost want to do another one but ??)