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Developing Characters by Threes

Whenever I create new characters - for writing, for tabletop RPGs, or for video games - I look for character creation tools and charts to help me think through their personality, but the ones I’ve found have either been too long and complicated (”describe your character’s relationship with her paternal grandmother”) or too culture-specific (”does your character believe in God?”). So I made one for myself. It’s meant to be a quick exercise, designed to get down a few important aspects of a character and a few anecdotes to flesh them out. The questions are also very broad - you can interpret them in whatever way you find useful, and they should be interesting to answer whether your character exists in the modern day or in a fantasy world. Since I’m sure I’m not the only one with this issue, I thought I’d share it here. Enjoy - and if you have any questions you think would be neat to add, please comment with them!

List or describe three…

Names (first/middle/last or first/nickname/last):

Positive qualities:

Negative qualities:

Neutral qualities:

Skills:

Things they are bad at:

Favorite things:

Things they dislike:

Hobbies:

Habits:

Quirks:

Beliefs (moral, religious, or personal):

Instincts (beyond those commonly felt - eg. an instinct to protect the weak, or to become passive-aggressive when insulted):

Important moments in their life:

Unimportant moments in their life (funny stories, anecdotes they like to repeat, or small moments demonstrative of their character):

Important relationships in their life (at the beginning of your story):

Things they want or need:

Things about them that changed before your story:

Things about them that change during your story:

Objects they own that are important to them:

Embrace

It’s 3:55 AM and I had this idea and I just HAD to write. Hope you guys enjoy it! xx

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Originally posted by 1dlarryluv

He shouldn’t do it. He knows he shouldn’t do it and yet he’s here, downing a sip of his tequila on the rocks and hearing the ice clinking against the glass in his hand, watching you from the other side of the room. You’re deep into conversation with one of the crew members as you guys unwind after a show, the fourth one of the week, which had everyone in a tizzy with all the travelling and moving from hotel to hotel on top of bad nights of sleep on the bus.

He’d invited you over to spend a few days on the road with him after learning you were off from work and you had jumped at the chance, having not seen him much after promo had started. When you arrived, after a long flight, he felt like his heart was about to burst from excitement and the hug he’d given you had lasted for about five minutes until he was forced to leave you so you could settle in.

He shouldn’t be doing this but his feet are taking him to you before he can command them to stop. He shouldn’t be doing this but he’s settling in beside you in a bench in the corner of the big hall and his arm is around your shoulder the second you smile up to him, beaming with joy at the sight of him. He shouldn’t be doing this but his heart is thundering in his chest and he’s searching his brain for ways to convince you to just let him kiss you. From the second you arrived until now, it’s the only thing that’s been on his mind and he cannot, for the life of him, stop thinking about it and writing about and talking about it (even if just to himself).

You’re there, looking at him as if he’s the most important thing in your world and you’re having fun with his friends and you look beautiful and he just wants to kiss you. He shouldn’t want this, he shouldn’t do this, he shouldn’t, he shouldn’t, he shouldn’t. And yet, here he is, with the words spilling out of his mouth as if he has no self-control.

“Embrace.” He tells you, sitting on the little bench you’ve retired to after spending almost an hour on your feet, chatting with different people on his crew. “Feel like we don’t use that word enough, don’t yeh?”

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Daddy’s Little Girl

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: dont the title gives it away? it’s such a cliche, i cant lmao

Word Count: 2330

Warnings: nsfw af! daddy kink, thigh riding, dirty talk, unprotected sex (practice safe sex, y'all)

Author’s Note: old fic; i remember writing this, and i was shook™ at how much dirty it turned out to be lmaoo enjoy! and don’t forget to write back to me ;)

Masterlist Here (coming soon!)

Bucky Barnes is a light sleeper. The Super Soldier’s super ability to hear is one of the reasons why he wakes up with dark rims under his eyes for most of the mornings.

But ever since you both started sharing a bed, that habit of his was fading away. You’d make sure you were always snuggled up to him, giving him a sense of assurance that you’re here, with him. And then even the slightest noise stopped to disturb him

That was until tonight, when the sweet disturbance was caused by you.

You had your back pressed against his front. His face buried into your hair, as he smiled and inhaled your sweet shampoo. The metal arm wrapped around your waist as you both inhaled and exhaled together, almost as if you both had practiced it.

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The Wake of War

[AO3]

So.” Stiles drops back against the side of the Jeep, elbows braced and spine sinking slow against the dusty blue metal. Derek’s hovering a few feet away, at the edge of the lot, not quite ready to vanish into the night but not prepared to join with the rest of the group, either.

He needs their voices, maybe, to block out the ones in his head.

“Looks like I saved your ass again,” Stiles is saying, flashing him a crooked grin. He looks warm and bright like the rest of them, a glow of victory dancing around him that can’t quite seep into Derek’s bones. “What’s the count, now? ‘Cause I think I’m getting pretty close to earning a victory ride in that sweet new Camaro.”

Derek’s lips twitch, a snort slipping out.

“I seem to recall saving you last time.”

“Hey, we’ve been through this. At best, that was a tie.” Stiles looks so smug Derek can’t bring himself to argue, and maybe that’s the reason Stiles’ grin falls. His eyes go soft, flitting over Derek’s frame.

“I’m glad you’re ok, man. …I mean, as nice as it would have been to have my very own, hot guy lawn ornament––”

“Why did I look at her?”

He doesn’t mean to say it; flinches at his own words. His hands are too-tight fists he stretches straight with an effort, and when he looks at Stiles again the bright expression’s gone, replaced by tension and an edge of a grimace he’s trying to fight down.

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Countdown

BACK WITH ANOTHER ONE-SHOT!!! I told you guys I’d have some canonverse klangst, so here it is! Longer than my usual one-shots, and while I don’t want to give a vague summary… there’s a bomb involved. So. Yeah, that’s a thing.

This one is actually inspired by this absolutely gorgeous, angsty art/mini-comic by @littlecofiegirl who is an amazing artist that you should definitely check out!!

I saw this comic on my dash and I loved it so much that I was immediately inclined to write for it? Anyway, here it is! I hope you enjoy!


The plan had been going flawlessly.

Key word being had.

Shiro and Lance were both searching opposite sides of the base for their captured teammate, and Pidge and Hunk were too occupied giving Shiro directions through the maze-like corridors that they neglected to warn Lance of the approaching Galra heat signature.

A cat blocked his path in the hall, staring at him with large, yellow eyes. It didn’t move to attack, but it also didn’t run away.

“Um… guys?” Lance tried over the coms, lowering his gun just a bit. He wasn’t about to shoot a cat, but he still wanted to be on guard.

He didn’t hear the Galra behind him until her hand was on his shoulder.

That was mistake number one.

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godd BBC Merlin is so gay that Merlin and Arthur are willing to sacrifice themselves to save the other by episode 4.

Like in episode 1 they ‘hated’ each other (but like Arthur couldn’t stop staring at Merlin when he saved his life ;) )

In episode 2 Arthur decided to trust Merlin’s word. And when Merlin said he’s just a servant so his word doesn’t count, Arthur gives him this look that just screams that he thinks the opposite.

In episode 3 Arthur defends Merlin, saying there’s no way Merlin could be a sorcerer even though he admits to it. He even says Merlin is a wonder while staring down like… that’s so gay

Then in episode 4 Merlin drinks from a poisoned cup, one he knows is poisoned just to save Arthur and then Arthur goes and risks his own life to get that damn rare plant and almost dies in the process and when Uther crushes the flower Arthur reaches for it through the bars because he’s so desperate and like DID ANYONE INFORM THEM THAT IT’S JUST EPISODE 4 OH MY GOD

like they were so attached to each other by that point that losing one another was unthinkable like… whatttt??? XD

I mean, they’re canon soulmates but like come onnn, let me live.

is Tom Holland a boobs or butt type of guy...

  • i’ve said this before and i’ll say it again
  • he don’t discriminate, he love the tiddy and the booty imo
  • i mean i think he’s the type of guy who goes “why not have both” 
  • ya know what i mean
  • hear me out okay
  • so
  • as much as Tom loves having you in him arms, snuggled to his chest he’s always a sucker for lying his head on your chest because boobs make some great pillows 
  • but what if you’re lying on your stomach 
  • OH WAIT THAT’S RIGHT THE BUM 
  • he’s perfectly happy to just lie his head down on your bum and take a nap right there
    • “tom that’s my butt not a pillow,”
    • “what’s your point,” before drooling all over it 
  • best nap he’s taken let me tell you 
  • of course there’s also the mornings where you’ll wake up with bruises littering the tops of your bust
  • tom smirking as he admires them 
    • “i just can’t help myself, they’re perfect,” and 
    • “they’re out little secret,” as he places small kisses over the bruises
  • but don’t get me wrong, he’ll playfully bite your bum if he’s lying on it making you squeal 
    • “sorry babe,” sheepishly as he blushes a little realising what he just did
    • but you kinda love it 
  • he’d make grabby hands at you when you leave the bed to get ready in the morning
  • and your give in, walking over to him expecting him to pull you back in bed
  • but that cheeky fucker just gropes your breasts
  • with zero shame 
    • “squishysquishysquishy,” as you burst out laughing 
  • he’s the type of guy to give your bum a tap when you’re in line and the line moves
  • or he’ll just use your bum as a makeshift drum, tapping random rhythms while he watches TV and you read
  • whenever his arm is wrapped around your waist his hands always migrate towards the booty
    • “you’ve wandered a little low there, Holland,”
    • “I know,” with the cheekiest smirk ever
  •  he’s definitely stuck his head in between your boobs on multiple occasions
    • like if he’s tired 
    • or needy 
    • or horny 
    • or just bored  
  •  honestly he just wants to love each and every part of you 
  • because he believes everything about you is perfect 
  • and he tries to prove it everyday 
  • and he does a great job at it
  • (’:
for science

pairing: reader x jimin

rating: m

◦ word count: 7.7k

m a s t e r l i s t


Originally posted by parkjmzl

Absurd. Absolutely fucking absurd. It was 2am during finals week and the cafe was out of coffee? You had some colorful words for the person responsible. Dragging yourself up the stairs with sleep-ridden eyelids, you muttered curses under your quickened breath. You clenched and unclenched your fist. It was safe to say that your fifth espresso shot had officially just worn off. Despite the troubling rate of heartbeat and the fact that your hand was shaking all on its own, the subtle pounding of a migraine lingered between your temples in demand for something to keep it awake.

There was still a menacing stack of papers left to grade. If something could pull you away from it all, you would have been thankful. It was almost nauseating, actually, how much work you had yet to complete. Who the hell said grad school was a good idea? The urge to scream rippled in the back of your throat, tempting you to let everything out and just empty yourself into time and space.

It did you no better to return to the study room –the very cramped one that you had booked privately for the entire day– to find a regretfully familiar face emptying his bag across from your belongings. “What do you think you’re doing?” You felt lightweight as the angry jitters travelled through your body. The heavy door slammed shut behind you. It sent a deafening sound cracking through the library.

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Ethan and Grayson as Boyfriends Would Include

Ethan

Originally posted by punishmedolans


✰ Being the “low key couple”

✰Ethan not being big on PDA outside of the house, but when it’s just the both of you, he can’t keep his hands off of you

✰Don’t get me wrong he’ll still grab your ass in public though

✰ Him being super protective over you

✰Playing video games together

✰ Him occasionally letting you win

✰ Playfully insulting each other

✰ Butterfly kisses

✰ Long makeout sessions

✰Roasting people together

✰Generally just being savages

✰wheezing at his shitty jokes

✰ pulling allnighters together constantly

✰Late night “adventure walks”

✰Little surprise dates

✰ Him teaching you how to skateboard

✰ Spoiling you as well

✰ Playing with his hair all of the time

✰ Forcing him to grow his hair long again

✰Long roadtrips, with just the both of you

✰Hiking together

✰Embarrassing him all the time

✰Ethan attempting to cook for you, and end up burning the entire house down

✰Going to grocery stores together and being the loudest people in the building

✰ Piggyback rides

✰ Lazy days would consist of finishing entire tv series together

✰ Playing with his hands

✰Musical jam sessions together

✰Hugging him from behind

✰Him resting his head and cuddling into your boobs

✰ Cute couple instagram and snapchat pictures

✰Stealing all of his hoodies because they smelled like him

✰Making his baby picture your homescreen

✰Rap battles

✰Going to themeparks together

✰ Being his entire world

Grayson

Originally posted by tuesdaygirl8055


✰Being the “Clingy Couple”

✰Literally Grayson would not want to leave your side, ever

✰ Working out together 

✰ Him getting jealous over literally everything that isn’t him

✰”Baby he’s gonna steal you from me!”

✰”Gray, he’s five that’s illegal.”

✰Surfing dates all the time

✰Little surprise beach picnics

✰Ethan third wheeling you constantly

✰I feel like Graysons more of the romantic one all the way around

✰ little surprise gifts

✰ spoiling you all of the time, even though you tell him not to

✰ dad jokes

✰Getting matching tattoos together

✰Him always kissing your cheek

✰Hoding doors open for you

✰“ If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute cumber”

✰ “GRAYSON STOP”

✰ cooking together, ending up in a food fight every time

✰ grilling “hotdogs” together

✰ him being completely whipped

✰ Like he’d drop everything for you, example if you were walking

✰Gray falling asleep on your lap

✰ You being his homescreen

✰ Him “serenading you” with a bad rendition of your favorite song

✰Cuddling all of the time

✰Long hugs

✰Him spinning you around

✰Being on his insta/snap story nearly daily

✰Showing you off to literally anyone he meets.

✰Wearing his shirts

✰And him occasionally stealing yours

✰Him treating you like an absolute queen 

✰ or the way Ned from try guys treats his wife same thing

Kiwi

Originally posted by fearless-man

Inspired by Harry Styles’ song ‘Kiwi’. Just an one shot without any connections to other stories I’ve written. Hope you enjoy!

Warning: Smut

She’s driving me crazy, but I’m into it, but I’m into it
I’m kinda into it
It’s getting crazy, I think I’m losing it, I think I’m losing it

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“Dean…. Dean.”  A gentle voice pierces the dream-scape, pulling Dean back to consciousness.  There’s a hand on his back, guiding him, pulling him in.  There’s a body pressed along his side. It’s warm and comforting, and despite being pulled from his precious sleep, he smiles.  

“I don’t wanna be awake,” he murmurs, and there’s lips against his shoulder.  “I don’t wanna move.”

“Things to do, people to save.”  Cas’s voice is quiet and low.  There’s a smile in his voice, though Dean can’t see him.  Dean pulls Cas’s arm around him and tugs him closer, chest flush against back.  

“Not now.  Not yet.”

“Dean,” Cas says, a kiss pressed to Dean’s hair.

“It’s not time to go yet, Cas.  I can’t.  You’re here.  I’m not ready.”

Cas’s face is buried against Dean’s neck, and Dean breaths in deep.  “I’m always here with you, Dean.  Even when you can’t see me.  I’m here…”

“Come back to me.”  Dean’s words echo in the empty room as he opens his eyes.  The warmth he felt from Cas is gone, replaced by cold pillows and a mess of sheets.  But no Cas.  Never Cas.  The air is musty and heavy with the scent of bacon.  Sam’s trying to lure him from his room, as he does often these days.  

He sits up, grudgingly, and scrubs a hand through his hair.  He steels himself for the day ahead – another day without Cas.  Another day of going through the motions.  Pressing his fingers to his lips, he leans back and presses those fingers to the folded trench coat beneath his pillow.  “I mean it, Cas,” he murmurs.  “Come back to me.”  

As has every day since, he allows himself a moment before he’s up and off, the patented Dean Winchester mask firmly in place.  Later tonight, he’ll down a bottle of whiskey, hold the trench coat against his chest and cry himself to sleep.  But for now, today, he’s Dean Winchester, the legendary hunter.  He pushes forward, like Cas would want.  He tries to be the man Cas always believed him to be.  A good, heroic, strong man.  If nothing else, he can be that for Cas.  If nothing else, he can do what it takes to earn the love Cas so willingly gave him.  

dating tom holland...pt. 3
  • if i’m being honest, he’d probably smell amazing 24/7
  • not even his cologne just like his scent, there’s just something so comforting about him too
  • the day before he had to leave for press or filming he’d cling onto you like a koala
    • “I’m not letting go until I absolutely have to,” he’d whine as you tried to push him off
    • “tom I have to pee,”
    • “no you don’t that’s false,”
    • “GET OFF ME BEFORE BAD THINGS HAPPEN”
  • reluctantly letting go of you so you could go pee
  • hearing your name through the door
    • [Y/N]!!!”
    • “come baaaack”
    • “….I can hear you pee” followed by loud giggling as you flush the toilet and quickly was your hands
  • he promises to call, text, and facetime you as often as possible when he’s away
  • and obviously he sticks to his promises cause he’s that guy™
    • “I miss yoooouuuu”
    • “harrison doesn’t cuddle like you”
    • “I miss your cooking” 
  • reuniting with each other is both your favourite things
  • you’d be waiting at the airport, trying to be as lowkey as possible since there was already a swarm of paparazzi’s
  • him noticing you as soon as he stepped through those doors
  • running and jumping into his arms as he threw down all his belongings
    • multiple kisses all over your face
    • whispering “i’m gonna make up for all our lost time when we get home”
  • and he so does
  • not being able to keep his hands off you the second you step through the door
    • “what gotten into you, tom?” you ask as he nips at your neck and collarbones
    • he freezes before shyly looking up at you, “I-I had a dream…about you…” he trails off
  • you nearly moan at the thought of him having dirty dreams about you
  • sloppy makeup sex 
    • both your actions would be so rushed, just wanting to be connected with each other
    • “fuck, I missed you so much babygirl,” 
    • him trying to make you come at the same time as him
  • as happy as he is to see you, he’s also exhausted and starving so you tell him to take a nap as you make something for dinner
    • “but I wanna nap with my girl,” he’d try to coax 
    • “after dinner,” you bargained as he let out a huff but agreed
  •  waking him up with head scratches 
    • whining when you stop and throw the blankets off him
    • not at all fazed by his naked body
    • him being surprised at you being unfazed because ????? 
  • him always trying to get you naked
    • “let eat dinner…..naked,”
    • “let’s play strip monopoly!” “not a chance tom,” “strip uno?”
  • “tom no”
  • “TOM YES”
  • he can be such a child, hiding all your left shoes or the toothpaste because it’s only a minor inconvenience 
  • whenever you’re at home with him and his family he becomes so much more british
    • “tom I can’t understand what you’re saying anymore”
    • “WHADYA MEAN M8″
  • him getting genuinely jealous when you pay more attention to tessa than him
    • “I’m spider-man though!!!!” he’d whine as you rolled around with tessa
    • having enough of your shit and picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder and bringing you to him room
  • when tom is sick its so much worse because he’s so much more clingy but you also don’t wanna get sick
    • “just a kiss on the nose, please darling” he’d beg as you sighed, finally giving him
    • tilting his head up so you end up meeting his lips instead
    • “if you get me sick i’m gonna kill you, holland”
  • you sitting on his lap because he loves having his arms wrapped around your body
  • if you were in public he’d always be checking behind your back for paparazzi’s because it was date night 
  • baking together becomes a tradition with you guys
    • him smearing icing down your nose before licking it
    • “you taste amazing, sweetheart,” him winking before you choke on a breath  
  • you lying in his lap in bed on nights you can’t sleep
  • so he begins playing with your hair and softly singing to because he knows that’s what puts you out like a light
  • waking you up with slopping kisses all over your face
  • you’re not a morning person so you don’t appreciate being woken up and put your pillow on your face
  • so he ends up eating you out and you can’t even get angry cause it was one of the best orgasms ever
    • “still hate me for waking you up?” he asks cheekily as you roll your eyes playfully
    • that day ends up full of sex, cuddles, and food
  • working out with him but he just ends up getting distracted by all your movements 
  • which leads to post workout sex
    • “your ass looks amazing in those pants, but it looks even better without them, darling,”
  • he secretly loves being domestic with you
  • like he loves doing laundry or cleaning the apartment and even going grocery shopping because he’s imagining your future
    • “you ever think about us? in the future?” he’d ask one day and he immediately regrets it thinking you’ll start freaking out
    • “all the time, bubs,” you say with a smile and he thinks his heart is gonna leap out of his chest
  • his parents and brothers already call you an old married couple
  • both of you agreeing that you’ve still got a long ways ahead of you before you wanna get married or start a family 
  • but you both want to 
  • you’re both each others rocks, always there no matter what time it is
  • sweet little kisses throughout the day 
    • like on the nose
    • or the forehead
    • of the top of your head
  • if you’re wearings rings he’s 100 percent going to play with them when he’s holding your hand 
  • he makes sure to bring you back a souvenir from each place he visits, even if it’s a magnet you love it so much 
  • sharing headphones while waiting for the plane to start boarding 
  • playing ‘guess the song’
    • “i lose every time though,” he’d whine but you just stuck your tongue out
    • purposely playing songs he doesn’t know just to see him pout
    • “you’re just too cute,” “i’m not cute, i’m hot,” “okay, tommy, whatever you say,”
  • him getting tipsy on the plane 
    • “let’s join the mile high club,” while giggling
    • “tom i’m trying to watch a movie,”
    • “and i’m trying to get laid,”
  • he’s actually such a child sometimes and you have to threaten him with no more sex until he finally calms down
  • if he has a random question he will ask you as if you have the answer
    • “how long are giraffes necks????”
    • “how do dolphins sleep with one eye open??”
  • poking your cheeks whenever you’re ignoring him 
    • “pay attention to meeeee,”
  • lying in between his legs on his chest because he insists on having you as close to him as possible
  • YOU’RE BOTH HEAD OVER HEELS FOR EACH OTHER AND ADORE ONE ANOTHER 

A/N: i died and came back then died again i h8 myself