Something that took forever for me to learn with fanfiction dialogue.
it’s okay to make your character stumble over, and to think about their words.
It’s okay to give characters speech patterns and let me tell you why;
Every single person has a speech pattern. We all speak differently, we speak like our personalities and it’s a good way to get to know a character.
Something I’ve noticed in YA books in the characters speaking without filler words like ‘well’, ‘anyway’, ‘like’, ‘literally’.
And remember: it’s okay to use these! Make your dialogue more realistic, and more human!
Sometimes, people talk slower, and have to think about what they want to say.
Sometimes, people stumble over their words because they’re anxious.
Sometimes, people talk really fast and blur their words together because they’re afraid to forget what they want to say!
Selective people prefer not to talk at all, and like to stay mute for their own safety or comfort, and the best you can do is respect them for choosing it.
It’s okay to use phrases like, ‘yknow’, ‘uh’, ‘uhm’, ‘mhm’ because it’s how we speak in the real world.
It’s okay to have characters hum in thought, or use their body to portray that they’re thinking!
Some people fiddle with something in their hands while thinking!
Some people bite their lips in thought.
Some people hum under their breath while they think.
Silent ways of telling the reader that your character is thinking words that they’re not ready to say yet!!
It’s okay to have your character repeat words and or phrases when excited and when they can’t contain it! Sometimes, we just get so excited, that we aren’t thinking about how many times we say things.
It’s okay to write a character repeating themselves, especially if they want to get their point across to someone/if someone didn’t understand their point in the first place.
Shrugging of the shoulders, incoherent mumbles, hand gestures, use the power of writing to describe a reply or phrase with facial expressions, or physical movement!! Silence is okay too, if it’s needed!
Silence can speak just as much as words!
Dialogue is important.
Dialogue that flows and is human is i m p o r t a n t!!
Part 1: I’ve had this blog for a little over a year, and it truly is one of my biggest sources of happiness. I’ve gotten the chance to make wonderful friends, and join fandoms I never thought I would. Even though this blog had many many rough patches throughout, all the good times by far takes the win. Not only was I able to show my support to all the groups I love, I was also able to spread my support to many other fans as well, and I feel like thats a great accomplishment. Not only that, this blog has support from over 10 thousand of you!! Something I definitely don’t deserve. Anyways, this follow forever is me saying thank you to all the people who have blessed my dash with beautiful posts, talked to me when I needed them the most, and just supported me despite all the things that happened. Thank you, and I hope all of you are staying safe and healthy. <3
and thank you @changkyuh for the beautiful graphic. I love you!!! <33333
(bolds are mutuals- I probably missed a lot of you since I follow a lot of sideblogs, and also many of them don’t show up in my search so I wasn’t able to check if we’re mutuals. Sorry in advance!)
@130jeon: You have been one of those blogs that I’ve been mutuals with since forever (back when I was wonwoo-wow) and I sometimes wonder why you still follow me when all the other seventeen blogs unfollowed haha, but honestly though, I love you and your blog so much! Like your aesthetic is out of this world and I would actually reblog your whole blog if I could (I probably will later on). Your blog is a blessing to my dash and my tumblr experience wouldn’t be the same without you <3
@17tvs: another wonderful, beautiful human being that I’ve been mutuals forever with. You’re a actually one of my favourite seventeen blogs , and just everything about your blog is goals I also wonder why you haven’t left me haha, but I love you for blessing me with your beautiful seventeen posts (and I also follow your monsta x blog so thats 2x the quality on my dash!). I love you a lot <33333
@babyz: My angel, YOUR BLOG IS LITERALLY GOALS! I still remember when you randomly popped in and sent me a message asking me if I would like to use the URL jeup, when I made a post saying I wanted to use a canon url haha. That was so sweet of you, and I’ll never forget that. Not only that, you gave me the amazing opportunity to be bangyongguk, aka my dream url!! I owe you so much, and your such a kind person. You literally deserve the world to be honest. Anyways I love you a lot <333
@changkyuh: I don’t know what I would do without you. Your such an amazing human being from head to toe and your SO EASY TO TALK TO! I probably would have deleted if I hadn’t talked to you. Not only that, YOUR HONESTLY SUCH A SWEETHEART AND YOUR GIFS AND EDITS ARE GOALS I MEAN HOW??!! long story short, you’re one of my MOST FAVORITE mutuals and I love you SO SO SO!! much
@chensguns: YOU ARE LITERALLY ONE OF THE ONLY REASONS WHY I STAYED ON TUMBLR, AND I WANNA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR STAYING UP AND TALKING ME OUT OF GOING INACTIVE. I love you to the moon and back, and your soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo special to me. You’re such an amazing and selfless person, and did I mention that I love you? <333
@daehyuns-uneven-buttcheeks: you’re one of my favourite mutuals <3 even though we don’t talk as much as we used to, the times that we actually talked were amazing and I’ll never forget that. You do so much for our B.A.P babies and they’re so lucky to have such a dedicated fan like you. I love you <3
@got7europe: Your honestly one of my favourite blogs and actually screamed out loud when you followed me. All of your gifs give me so much life, and your love for jaebum is the cutest thing ever. Your also so sweet and easy to talk to, and I’m sooooo lucky to be mutuals with you despite how many changes this blog went through. I love you <333
@httpxseventeen: I just wanna say thank you for following me since forever. We’ve been mutuals for as long as I remember and you’ve been with me through all my blog changes haha. Even before I accidentally deleted!! Every time I see your notification in my notes, it gives me a smile on my face knowing that I have mutuals who actually care for me and will support me through it all. Thank you <333 I LOVE YOU
Master Dooku has the highest standards and only chooses the most elite of the elite as his apprentices. Initiate Jinn is a prodigy and looks perfect on the records and is also exceptionally gifted in sensing the Living Force. Master Dooku thought he would make the perfect Padawan. Sometimes, Master Dooku is wrong.
Or, Master Dooku has to bribe a young Padawan Qui-Gon with Obi-Wan’s company in order to get him to do anything.
[A/N] In this AU where everyone is happy, almost no one is evil and everyone lives, Master Dooku is that grumpy grandpa who looks super scary but is actually ridiculously soft once you get to know him. Qui-Gon is his third apprentice, and all three of his Padawans are ridiculously rebellious (and spoiled) in their own ways. You’ll meet the other two soon <3
(slams hands on table) hoshidan royal fami l y + k i d s
Oh my god I thought I was never going to get this done this took forever. Based off this sketch, but unfortunately I had to cut mikoto and sumeragi because… well, you can see this picture is pretty crowded as is. and they all wear similar colors so it’s really hard to make them distinct from each other. But omg I’m so glad I got this done, I had to do at least one pic of this because I love the family dynamic. Most importantly, it has shiro and kiragi who are always missing from the birthright royal fam fanart and I love them. I need more art of them as a big family because it warms my soul.
other thoughts I had while drawing this:
-spotify randomly opened and started playing different strokes at some pint and it was just like a sign from god to keep going
-”what the fuck is their damage with bows this whole family wears more ribbons than a goddam joann fabric store”
This took forever to make XD Simply because I drew the lineart by hand and then had to clean it up individually in Photoshop! Geeze!
This is how I myself imagine the chibi exppression of these characters if they were… well… Annoyed/angry XD Sorta. I imagine them saying “Go to Hell”. (And pssht, I think Fresh has that expression towards the one who made Jam look like that o3o)
i decided to make kiu cards/pictures for valentines day tomorrow!!
these took me all day to finish. i never want to pick up my tablet again (just kidding). im actually really happy with how these turned out though! ive had the idea for a while but just got around to doing it. i know valentines is an empty holiday but i always like making art for it.
i hope you all like these as well! feel free to use them as gifts to people if you want (with credit ofc). also i just kinda made up words for them;;
8 10 and 25 for chanyeol if possible! Thanks<3
This one took forever but I think I will be making this into a series ♥ I really liked this one so much :)
Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader
Warnings: No warnings
Word Count: 764
“You can’t just run away from this!”
“I think you like me.”
Your door was thrown open and slammed in a matter of seconds,
you heard the sound of your door being locked and you raise your head to meet
the eyes of Chanyeol’s. Chanyeol was your brothers best friend but you two were
good friends as well, being in your brother’s life since EXO started you two
grew pretty close in a short amount of time. “Hey Chan-”
“I think you like me.” He interrupts you causing you to suck in
a breath. Your eyes widened momentarily before normalizing in size again. You
breathed out and just let out a quick little laugh trying to deny his allegation.
“What? Where would you get that from?”
Just deny it.
He won’t be able to
see through your lies.
“I think you like me.” He says again, his eyes boring into you
with such intensity you shift in your spot on your bed. “I don’t like you
Chanyeol, where are you getting that from?”
Good. Just deny it.
“Honestly,” You speak up again. “Is this supposed to be some
kind of joke? Did Baekhyun put you up to this? And why do you look so mad?” Your
head tilts to the side seeing his chest heave up and down while he listened to
your words. He did look mad. He looked angry yet you couldn’t understand why he
was so upset. He couldn’t have known you were denying everything, he couldn’t
know that you actually did like him, if ‘like’ was even the proper term. No.
Cross off the last thing, you don’t like him. You can’t like him. That’s right,
there’s no feelings what so ever for Chanyeol.
You shake your head at your thoughts looking back at the
angry boy in front of you. His customary warmth that he always had was gone, he
was cold and stiff and you couldn’t understand why him thinking that you liked
him caused this. “I don’t like you Chanyeol, you can go-”
“You can’t just run away from this!” He yells at you quickly
cutting you off. You jump slightly at the low roar from him but compose
yourself swiftly. You huff out a hard breath and now your eyes are the ones
that look angry, though you weren’t angry. Your eyes narrowed at him. “I’m not
running from anything!”
“I’m not lying Chanyeol! Things are…You see it’s-”
“It’s complicated yeah yeah your brother told me you’d say
that.” Chanyeol waved off your words as if they didn’t matter to him.
“It is compli- wait…what?” A laugh escapes Chanyeol at your
confusion. “Your brother seems to think you like me too, he’s the one who told
me to confront you about it because you won’t act on your feelings.” You
instantly shake your head at his words, you were only shaking your head because
honestly, you were a loss for words. Your brother? Sehun? It completely baffled
you that Sehun would even say this let alone tell Chanyeol to confront you
“You like me, just admit it.” Chanyeol smirks making his way
to you. Despite all your nerves racking up in your body you manage to stay
still on your bed. Eyes staying on him the whole way he walked towards you,
you’re able to shake your head. “No.”
“You’re in denial.” Before you know it Chanyeol was in front
of you, he was dangerously close, he had a smirk plastered on his face though
you couldn’t see it from the closeness between you two.
You can’t deny from the close proximity you two were in that
your heart wasn’t racing, it was, but it’s just because of how close he was, it
was just because of the way his breath fanned your face and it was just because
you could feel his fingers ghosting over the fabric covering your lower back.
It wasn’t because you liked him, you don’t
like him. Yup, as long as you keep repeating it, it has to be true right?
Still, you have to deny it. You shake your head at him
slightly. “No I’m-”
And just like that your words were halted by his lips. Your
eyes close in instinct feeling the way his lips moved against his, his hand
pressed down against your back pulling you in closer. Your hands ran up to your
chest and you pulled back while pushing his chest. Your eyes fluttered open and
he was still close to you, the same smirk plastered on his face. “Not.” You
breathe out. “I don’t like you.”
Can we stop for a moment, and give him a little love? I know many people do not like and borderline hate Jung, and I understand. It’s really easy to feel frustrated by his actions. However, one thing I will always appreciate about him is his loyalty and love for Hae Soo.
When you think back, Jung had that nod from Yo a while ago but only used that decree when Hae Soo indirectly approves it. He could have forced her into marriage if he wanted, but he didn’t because he knew his love was unrequited. Still, when she agreed, he was so happy that he would be living his married life with the one he loved, although knowing deep down that it would always be his brother that would hold her heart forever.
Jung treated her so well whilst she was alive. He took care of her, tried to make her happy and laugh, listened to her and treated her like she was his half. When Hae Soo asked him to protect her daughter, he did and loved her as his very own. You obviously see how much he loves her daughter when he meets So a few years later.
Okay, he might have screwed up the spies and the letters but in the end, all his actions, although sometimes selfish – were for Hae Soo.
So I’ll never be able to be fully mad at him… Perhaps, only annoyed as fuck.
- Part four of my Inquisition Baroque Portrait Series: Cullen Rutherford -
FINALLY. There he is. At 1:30 in the
morning, it’s finally done.
Ignore the fact that his skin still
sort of looks like wax. I tried to make it shiny. And a little
sweaty. But well, we can’t have everything we want, can we and all i
wanted was to finally get done with this one, jesus christ it took
So, where a my fellow cullenites? <3
(btw does anyone have advice for
painting beard stubble? And does it show how much trouble I had
painting this piece? My mundane brain just can’t seem to grasp the
extent of cullens handsomeness and pure perfection)
since we are invited to ask more then one: could you do #15?
Ugh sorry this took literally forever. I had finals. Hope you enjoy!!! Here’s #15: “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”
Derek doesn’t remember why he said yes to this, but he did, now here he is at a too loud too smelly night club. The bass is rattling his ears and chest, cologne and perfume engulfed his nose making his eyes water, and the too tight too warm outfit Lydia shoved him in wasn’t helping the experience.
Over half of their group was sober, unable to be affected by regular alcohol. The humans within the pack they were stumbling and tripping over objects and words alike. Most of them were clinging to someone else or in small groups, yet Derek couldn’t help but noticed the severe lack of Stiles.
Annoying flashing lights and hands rubbing up on him every so often made it difficult for Derek to get a lock on the younger man. Eventually when one too many hands found their way to his back pockets Derek moved away from the large crowd and over to the bar in hopes to avoid it from happening again.
That’s how he ended up finding Stiles.
He was downing a shot with a lazy grin on his face, eyes hooded and dark yet unfocused. Stiles was in too tight black jeans and a red shirt that clung to everything. Derek caught himself staring and eventually he stared long enough to catch some jackass trying to lean too far into Stiles’ space.
Except Stiles was accepting the space breech, long fingers finding themselves in the other guy’s belt loops.
Derek growled and walked over, doing his best to keep his eyes human as he approached. The slimy guy didn’t waste time looking over Derek and making the smart decision to back away and find someone else. Stiles mouth twisted into a pout as he looked to Derek with glassy eyes.
“You scared him away! Wha’–why did you do thatttt?” Stiles slurred, his voice gravelly and deep.
Derek swallowed, “uh, you weren’t with the group.”
“I was here…with him…Derek get him back.”
Stiles gawked, “what do you mean no? Come on p’ease–?”
Before Derek could respond with a hard no, Stiles was bent over and vomiting up a rather colorful mess of food and alcohol all over the floor and their shoes. It smelled vile and Derek had to force himself not to gag as well. Club goers around them were stepping back either to get away or to get a video on their phones without getting in the splash zone.
Derek, despite the gross wetness of his shoes, stepped over to Stiles and helped him stand straight. Once Stiles seemed a little less likely to vomit again Derek started to lead them towards the exit.
“My drink,” Stiles whined.
“No more for you,” Derek started.
“I wa’nna stayyy.”
“Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not. You’ve had too much to drink.”
Stiles raised his eyebrows, shivering when they got outside, “ooooh coming home with you doesn’t sound too bad.”
“Knock it off,” Derek said, opening the passenger seat to the Camaro for Stiles to get into. Thankfully there was little protest about leaving the Jeep as Derek took about ten minutes to get Stiles sitting right and buckled up. He paused for a moment before slipping off their shoes and throwing them into the back of the car before getting in himself.
A hand was on his thigh the second he was buckled up and Derek paused, looking to Stiles with what he hoped was a menacing glare.
“Hellllllo Mr. Wolf,” Stiles teased.
“No. I don’t wa’nna knock it off. Let’s knock it on.”
“Stiles that doesn’t make any sense,” Derek said flatly.
The younger man rolled his eyes, “‘M drunk, can’t always be suave.”
Derek grabbed Stiles’ hand to move it, but instead fingers linked between his and held firmly. He felt his chest tighten and his heart beat a little faster from the contact. Stiles had the nerve to look smug as he curled into his seat with heavy eyes.
“Are you takin’ me home or what?” Stiles asked.
Derek couldn’t stop the small smile that crossed his face, “loft. To the loft. I don’t want you throwing up on yourself.”