you know this is what was supposed to happen

anonymous asked:

So Ace, do you regret not confessing to Riskua before you left Dawn Island? After all, it's been years, could even be years more before you actually run into her, anything could have happened in that time. Who knows who she might meet.

“It was just a crush, I mean, it’s not like I was in love with her or anything. Wait, I mean, I do love Riskua, but not like that. She’s my best friend, and there’s all different kinds of love, right? That’s what she said anyway. I just got it all mixed up, that’s all… Wait, whatdya mean who she might meet? What’s that suppose to mean?”

You know what makes Rogue One so incredibly genius? The simplicity. It seems like a fault at the beginning, something just doesn’t feel right: the characters don’t seem like protagonists, the story doesn’t seem that important, everything feels like a side story that no one ever knew… and then you realize that that’s exactly what it is, its not supposed to be a big flashy story with your typical heroes, its a story about a bunch of nobodies who did a very small part of the rebellion, but without them nothing would’ve happened.
Nobody gave them recognition, nobody even cared, but they saved countless lives and died with no fame or recognition. Just like it happens in real life.

A bride to spring, a mate to night. 

(Tumblr messed up the quality, for a change, so I had to add the borders to post the full drawing, but please also click it for hd :D)

The 7 Elements of a SCENE

There are few things as soul-crushing in the writing process (at least to me) than getting a bunch of characters in a room with the intention of something happening, then the characters proceed to stand around and stare at each other.  

Or worse, look at you like this. 

My characters didn’t know why they were there. I didn’t know why they were there either. I had no clue what they were supposed to be doing, so I’d start throwing random instructions at them: “Fight, characters! You guys should fight now! Maybe fighting will make this event have a purpose!” Which inevitably resulted in characters going through the motions of battle for no apparent reason, like they had all lost their minds.

What was the problem? I didn’t know how to write a scene. I didn’t know what a scene was. I had a vague definition that it was something about changing scenery, or just “something happening”.

It’s not. And once I learned what a scene was, my characters got to stop pummeling each other, while wishing they could pummel me. 

So what is a scene? 

The definition of a scene is kind of like the definition of a story. Story is change, a massive change in the life of your main character. A scene is change too, but much smaller, and part of that huge story change. You couldn’t have the BIG change without these tiny changes. Thus, a scene is not switching scenery. It’s not flipping to a new Character’s POV. It’s one segment of change, which triggers the next change, which triggers the next, which gradually build into sequences, which build into Acts, which build into story. 

So what goes into a scene? How does it work?

1. Alternating Charges

If a scene opens positive, it will turn negative by the end. If it opens negative, it will end positive. Simple. 

2. Character Goals

Everybody in a scene wants something. If they don’t want anything, they shouldn’t be in the scene. And these characters, with their often opposing goals, are going to employ different tactics on each other to get what they want. Which creates …

3. Escalating Conflict

Conflict is created when one character wants one thing and another wants something else, right? So the characters in the scene are each pushing for something different, each new tactic increasing in determination. And what are these actions called?  

4. Beats

The beats of a scene are exchanges of action and reaction. One character does something, another character reacts. All exchanges (beats) are pushing the scene onward, building tension and conflict, until finally …

5. Turns & Revelations

The scene turns. The positive has changed to negative. Something has been discovered. The story has spun in a new direction.

6. Connection to Story Objective

Every scene must be connected to the BIG goal of the story, the main character is taking small actions to reach that big goal. If it isn’t obviously connected to this big plot, it won’t make sense. Your reader won’t know why the heck they’re reading the scene. Which brings us to … 

7. Logic & Necessity  

Every scene must be necessary. It must be able to be linked with the previous scene. “Because that happened in the previous scene, THIS must happen in this scene.”

So! To see how that all works, let’s break down a scene from Tangled. (Because I used it in the last post to map out how a premise works, and my little writer heart can’t resist symmetry.)

Which scene? The one right after this happens: 

Opening Charge: Positive. She’s realized everything. 

Rapunzel’s Goal: Rise up against her mother – finally. 

Gothel’s Goal: Regain control.

Escalating Conflict: They’re fighting over who controls Rapunzel, and this battle causes them to go from “mother and daughter” to “enemies”. The conflict builds nicely in this scene, causing the story turn.

Connection to Story Objective: Throughout the movie, the big thing Rapunzel wants is freedom, she wants her life to begin, she wants to have a new dream. This is the moment she figures out how to do that; it’s not escaping the tower, it’s escaping Gothel’s control over her.

So! Here’s the scene.

Beat 1

“Rapunzel? Rapunzel, what’s going on up there?”

Ignores her. Still processing the tremendous implications of this revelation. 

Beat 2

“Are you alright?" 

"I’m the lost princess.” (Dumbfounded. Almost whispering it to herself.)


Beat 3

“Oh, please speak up Rapunzel! You know how I hate the mumbling.” (Bullying.)

“I am the lost princess! Aren’t I?” (Fighting back. She will not be bullied anymore.)

Beat 4

Gothel stares, stunned. She’s rendered temporarily speechless, because her secret’s been revealed finally, and her victim is actually fighting against her.


“Did I mumble, Mother? Or should I even call you that?” (Accusing. Drawing herself up taller. Looking down on Gothel and glaring. She’s seeing her clearly for the first time in her life.)

Beat 5

After a pause, thinking up a tactic. “Oh, Rapunzel, do you even hear yourself? How could you ask such a ridiculous question?” (Laughs. Ridicules. Attempts to make her feel childish, dumb, worthy of being mocked. Tactics which have always worked. She even begins to hug her.)


Rapunzel pushes her. “It was you! It was all you!” (Still accusing and angry, but pain is beginning to show. It’s almost like she’s giving her a chance to explain herself.)


Beat 6

“Everything I did was to protect you.” (And Gothel doesn’t say anything redeeming. She’s holier than thou, regal, bestowing kindness on an ungrateful, stupid child. Trying to control through guilt.)

Rapunzel rams her out of the way. 

Beat 7

“Rapunzel!” (Shouting. Now trying anger.)

“I’ve spent my entire life hiding from people who would use me for my power …” (Leaves her.)

Beat 8

"Rapunzel!” (Still trying the anger angle.)

“But I should have been hiding from you.” (Throwing the truth at her.)

Beat 9

“Where will you go? He won’t be there for you.” (She’s tried everything else. It’s time to attack her heart.)

“What did you do to him?” (Fear)

Beat 10

“That criminal is to be hanged for his crimes.” (She’s keeping up the disapproving mother act, but striking her right where it will hurt her most.)

“No.” (She’s stopped. Shrinking in on herself. Staring, horrified. And Gothel thinks she’s won.)

Beat 11

“Now, now.  It’s alright. Listen to me. All of this is as it should be.” She goes to pat Rapunzel’s head, a gesture symbolic of her superiority, her physical, mental, and emotional control over her victim.


Rapunzel grabs Gothel’s wrist. “No! You were wrong about the world. And you were wrong about me! And I will never let you use my hair again!" 

Beat 12

Gothel wrenches free, stumbling backwards in shock and anger, breaking the mirror in the process. 

Rapunzel walks away. She’s escaped Gothel emotionally now.

Beat 13

"You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. Now I’m the bad guy.” (Well, now emotional control is over. It’s time to start stabbing Rapunzel’s boyfriend.)

This action has no reaction, interestingly. It leaves us hanging, a cliffhanger created with only beats. 

Closing Charge: Negative. She’s now a full-fledged villain, the motherly persona shed, and she’s determined to get what she wants whatever the cost. 

Turn: It changed from positive to negative,  and now we’ve got a Flynn-stabbing witch to deal with.  

Revelation: She’s always been evil. She has always been the bad guy. The motherly act was just that, an act. 

Logic & Necessity: This scene fits with the previous scene, and the one that follows.     

Though I’ve seen these concepts in many books, the place I first learned about it (and the best resource for scene design in my opinion) is the book Story by Robert McKee. It’s helped me countless times, is one of my favorite books on storytelling, and I highly recommend it if you write anything.

I realize that these definitions were a little vague, so I’ll be explaining things more thoroughly in subsequent posts. 

omfg!

Are the Amethysts seriously trying to provide emotional support? This is so not what they were designed… for…

You ever say (or type) something out loud, and it triggers a sudden inspiration? Yeah, I know. Usually that only happens in the movies (or on any given episode of House) but here we are.

“When a gem is made, it’s for a reason.”

“They burst out of the ground already knowing what they’re supposed to be.” 

“And then that’s what they are.”

“Forever.”

Rose was made to take care of humans.

Rose rebelled to protect humanity.

This makes entirely too much sense.

alright if keith becomes the leader and lance does indeed become his second in command, i want this to happen.

supposedly, if keith’s the leader it will be now his job to introduce who they are to the aliens they meet.

“This is Lance he’s my right-hand man. I cradled him in my arms once”

“keith how is that supposed to be an important information”

“so that they know how much i trust you???”

The Party part 12/?

L: Oh yeah? I WILL enjoy the rest of the party!!!

L: ugh, stupid Keith, I run all over for like an hour looking for him and this is how he thanks me, Unbelievable 

L: that thing on his face look painful though, how the hell did he manage to get a burn like that? I hope he knows where the burn cream is….

L: Although, even if he did know where it was, it would be hard to bandage an injury like that on your own.

L: (don’t chase after him don’t chase after him don’t chase….)

L: dammit

L: The hell? How’d he manage to get that far, he must of bolted.

“But Mom!”

Chloe Beale disappeared on the face of the earth right after graduation. Her Bellas thought she’d be the one to initiate all their reunions; not their other captain - Beca Mitchell.

Their resident DJ was reluctant about the whole hanging out thing but she’d rather be the one organising it than let Fat Amy do the planning. Who wants to see crocodiles and dingoes every year? Clearly, not her!

Also, if she was being honest, she was hoping someday Chloe would show up to one of their reunions.

She still has the redhead’s number and e-mail so a month before the first week of the summer, she’d send out the group e-mail to everyone containing their itenerary: where to, when to get there, how much they’d spend (in estimate), where they’d stay, and the other activities they’d be doing once they’re all together.

The brunette never got a reply from the redhead though. This year, the Bellas decided that Maldives would be the place they’d go to.

“Legacy, you really think Maldives would be the right place for us?” the brunette asks Emily.

“Everyone thinks so! Maybe this year, she’ll show up.” Legacy gives her a goofy grin.

After a year of working in Residual Heat, Beca was asked by one of the biggest music production company to come work for them in LA. Needless to say she was ecstatic and took the offer immediately.

She promised Chloe she wouldn’t LA go. So she made the promise happen.

As soon as Emily finished college, she asked her to be one of her artists and just like her Aca-Mom, she didn’t let LA go.

Stacie works with NASA now.. well she basically runs the whole place. Fat Amy’s had a billion jobs since she graduated but she’s currently a tour guide in Paris (this girl has tons of money). Flo was never deported and is now running her own organization supporting puerto ricans in New York. Lily opened up a Ninja Academy (which really was just a parkour gym) and has 15 branches all over the US. Jessica and Ashley are both starring in their own broadway shows. Cynthia Rose works as a song writer in one of the branches of Beca’s label in Maine. Aubrey.. well they didn’t talk much after Chloe left.

So she sent out the e-mail as soon as she got Emily’s ‘approval’. She got her 9 yeses immediately, including Emily’s.

When there was a 9th 'ding’ from her laptop, Beca hurriedly opens her mail.

'Message Sending Failure: this e-mail address is no longer active’

“Damn it, Chlo.”


It was already the first week of summer and Beca was the first one in Maldives. Emily had to stay with Benji for one more day before flying out.

The rest of the Bellas were set to arrive the next day. Beca just wanted some time to herself. It was already sunset but she still decided to put on some sun screen if she doesn’t want to end up looking like a tomato.

She was just sitting by the shore, watching the sunset and writing some lyrics when a beach ball hit her face.

She growls at the interruption but was met by a giggle.

“You got hit by the ball!” The little boy giggles again.

Beca puts up her sunglasses and stares at the boy, “You think that’s funny, kid?” She was ready to attack him if it weren’t for his kind blue eyes and light red hair.

“You’re grumpy.” The kid knitted his eyebrows together.

As much as she hated taking care of kids, Beca couldn’t help but ask him. “Okay kid, where’s your mom?”

“I dunno.” The kid shrugs.

“Okay what’s your name?”

“What’s your name?” The boy crosses his arms.

Beca finds it cute how grumpy this child is. First, he didn’t even apologize. Now he has the guts to act all badass when he was the one who hit her??? That sounded a lot like… yeahp. This could be the tiny version of her if only he had a darker shade of blue eyes and brunette hair.

“I’m Beca. Now will you tell me your name so I can get you back to your mother?”

After much reluctance the boy answers, “I’m Charles, momma calls me Charlie.”

“Now that wasn’t so bad! Come on let’s go look for your mom.”

Beca starts packing her stuff and wore her clothes over her swim suit. When the boy doesn’t move, she rolls her eyes before turning to him with a smile. “Okay Charlie, what do you want now?”

“I want milkshake, fries and burger!!!” The boys says, still with his arms crossed.

“You could at least say please young man!” Beca glares at him. “Come on, fine!”

And that was it. The boy came running towards her and hugging her as if they knew each other since he was born.

'Who knew food was the only way to get you to like me?’ Beca thinks to herself. 'Just like me, huh?’

The two walked to the floating restaurant and Beca got them both burger and fries. She got herself a beer and Charlie his milkshake.

“Why are you grumpy?” Charlie asks while munching on his fries.

Beca smiles st the question, “I’m sorry, buddy. Just the way I am, I guess. How old are you?”

“I’m five.” He puts his hand up to show the number four and Beca fixes it for him.

“That’s five, dude.” She chuckles.

The boy smiles at her, “Are you working?”

“What? Is this 20Qs? You’re too young to know that game.” Beca smirks remembering a certain redhead who loved this game.

Charlie glares at her, “Just answer itttt!” he whines.

Damn, this kid is toooooo spoiled. His mom must be having a hard time so she let him go.

“I’m a DJ and a music producer.” Beca answers casually after sipping her beer when a phone started ringing.

Beca looks around for her phone only to find that it wasn’t hers that was ringing. She shot a look towards the boy who was happily eating his burger. “Charlie, you have a phone???”

Acting all innocent, “Um… i forgot?”

Beca rolls her eyes at the boys antics, “Well go pick it up!”

Charlie picks up the phone and puts a good distance between the device and his ear. “CHARLIE WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU YOUNG MAN?” The two wince at the voice.

“I’m sorry momma! I got lost… I’m eating at the restaurant with the super cool dj and music par… praduder.”

“Producer.” Beca corrects the kid with a smirk.

“I’M GOING TO COME AND GET YOU CHARLES ANTHONY. DON’T MOVE A SINGLE MUSCLE!” The woman shouts through the phone.

“But mooooooooom!!!” The boy whines.

Then the line was cut off. The boy looked like he was about to pee in his pants but instead he ran off before Beca could even stop him.

She tried running after the boy but was left behind so she decided to go back to the restaurant and get the kids phone.

Seriously, what five year old would own an iPhone 5? Well at least it’s not the one with the the thumbprint thingy?

She slides it open. “Thank god there’s no passcode.” She browses through call log and saw 'Mom’ on it. She got the number and dialled it on her phone.

“Hello? I’m so sorry about Charlie but this is the DJ he was with. I lost your kid. He ran as soon as you put down the phone but I’m looking for him right now.”

When she only heard silence from the other end of the line..

“Hello? Um. Okay please please don’t hate me. I’ll look for him I promise.” Beca hangs up before she could even hear the response…

“B.. Beca?”

1. you will lose friends over time,
2. you’ll gain a few back though
3. most of them are just there to have a laugh with, that’s okay
4. for those you do have more than meaningful conversations with, keep them
5. because if people find a way to your soul, they are meant to be there
6. Family will always stay family, you do not have any obligations towards them though
7. make the best of every situation, make sure you can leave with pride.
8. if the people who are supposed to love you don’t really show it, show it to yourself.
9. Being your own best friend is not always the best thing but it sure can help you out a lot
10. If you love someone, tell them.
11. Share what’s going on inside your head, it won’t make it go away, but believe me, it’ll be less heavy
12. Sometimes things happen to you and you don’t really know why, it’s okay, you don’t always need to know everything. Let it go, you’ll figure it out along the way
13. sometimes the biggest changes lead to your best self, it is scary but you’ll gain a lot
14. never stop figuring yourself out
15. keep learning from others
16. stay focused on your goal, it’s hard and somedays will feel like the end of the world but tomorrow is just a new beginning.
17. It’s okay if you stay in bed
18. but try to at least shower, it’ll be something really energie-taking but i promise you, it’ll make you feel better
19. being 20 years of age really says nothing, it’s in the way you approach things and your additude towards the world
20. be yourself, be more yourself than you have ever been, fuck what others think. Be you, be you, be you, be you.
21. You got this
22. You got this
23. You got this.
—  2017 advice for myself

Dear @markiplier,

I don’t know if you know about what happened on Friday. I woke up early to get the bus to get there “On time” like many others might’ve. Since the line up for your signing wasn’t supposed to be until a hour and a half before as a bunch of people said and in the past the cap was at 200 people. I got there around 9:32 AM just about. We rushed down to the Queue Room as fast as we could go. 

When we got there we discovered that they gave out tickets at 8 am and they were gone by 8:30 am because the Center opened a hour early for some reason. We tried to bargain, we tried to sneak (like a few I know had done who ended up seeing you), we tried so many things to no avail. It felt so unfair that me along with so many others were kicked out because the line up time wasn’t correct for meeting you. 

I was heartbroken, devastated even knowing I could never meet you. I promised so many good friends I’d ask things since they couldn’t go. I had letters, art even one from @simpleagle that I printed out to give you. But I failed my promises. I failed my friends. I failed to be a messenger. I began to sob as I sorted through the pile of things I had printed for you my stuff I drew, wrote and other things my friends made. My face was so red from crying I felt like a idiot in front of all those people waiting for you.

After I came back from getting food my mom was there following the line saying a Enforcer let her in but another came to get out or we’d be flagged to even going near you he sounded almost cheerful saying it. They made us give them our gifts to them because “he wouldn’t care/he won’t even look at it” that hit me with a sinking feeling of dread. 

I don’t know if you will see this @markiplier but hopefully you will. Hopefully others will share this so you can see the mess that happened.

Quote Writing Prompts
  • 1: "Yeah uh - Yeah no, that sounds awful."
  • 2: "Please... Don't leave me here. Don't leave me alone, without you."
  • 3: "So, that went well."
  • 4: "You're awful. I love it."
  • 5: "What the hell do you think you're doing, exactly?"
  • 6: "Is that... lipstick, on your collar?"
  • 7: "Did you do this?"
  • 8: "You know what? This place feels like home."
  • 9: "Oh shit. Am I - Am I in love? That's not supposed to be happening. That's not right."
  • 10: "Who are you? Where am I? What is this? WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
  • 11: "Dear (name), First of all, I'm so sorry. I really am."
  • 12: "I can't do this anymore."
  • 13: "So what, you're just gonna leave?"
  • 14: "Did you honestly think I wouldn't figure it out?"
  • 15: "You really think you can beat me? That's cute."
  • 16: "I'm tired of you. I really am, at this point."
  • 17: "Oh, just digging myself a nice grave, you?"
  • 18: "Shhhh. This is my favorite part."
  • 19: "Hey, can I hold your boobs for a sec?"
  • 20: "I think I may have found a song that accurately describes how I feel toward you."
  • 21: "Is that necessary?"
  • 22: "I don't like it."
  • 23: "I'm getting bad vibes... We should go."
  • 24: "HA! Loser!"
  • 25: "You wear me out, kid."
  • 26: "Is this a joke? This is a joke, right? You're joking."
  • 27: "The washing machine broke, I almost lost my keys, the car got dented, and a wasp got into the house and hijacked the bedroom for four days! Four. Days."
  • 28: "You're the greatest thing that's ever happened to me."
  • 29: "You kiddin'? That's brilliant, c'mon!"
  • 30: "So what do you say to this: you, me, a nice big glass of milk, a thing of cookies?"
  • 31: "My hero."
  • 32: "That was harsh."
  • 33: "You better pipe down. I'm not laughing."
  • 34: "So you're really gonna do this, huh? And nothing I say can change your mind?"
  • 35: "So uh. I noticed you're kinda naked. Is that intentional, or... ?"
  • 36: "Why is there a dog in the living room?"
  • 37: "They mixed up our reservations. One room. One bed."
  • 38: "Oh boy. I'm on the weird side of YouTube again."
  • 39: "You, my friend, are a filthy sinner, and I approve wholeheartedly."
  • 40: "Did you mean like... this?"
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cat using supergirl airlines (begrudgingly cause apparently cat's afraid of heights but she has no better alternative since she's shit late for a meeting or something i dunno then they have a moment and oh right that whole j'onn j'onnz thing never happened and cat knows about kara being supergirl and she takes advantage of that of course but only on the rare occasions that people don't need saving)

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2P!s as Brandon Rogers’ Quotes

2P!Italy:  “Yeah, we sell organic kale chips. They’re on the homosexual hipster aisle next to the recycled toilet paper, you glitter dick.”

2P!Romano: “Try me, bitch.”

2P!Germany:  "Three years ago my husband went out one night for a beer, but that beer was all the way in Tennessee and had much bigger tits.”

2P!Prussia: “Oh, what are you supposed to be, a disappointment?”

2P!Japan: “You know what happens to little girls that wear skirts that short? A white van picks them up and they get all their holes resized.. Not you, Melissa, you’re never getting molested.”

2P!America: “Boy, pull up yo’ god damn pants. The spookiest thing in the store is that a dick that small is in my gene pool.”

2P!England: “I’m making copies. MOVE, I’M GAY.”

2P!France: “Hello, welcome to Mashie Mart/the park, thank you for bringing your fucking kids.”

2P!Russia: “Why don’t you get your math done before you get pregnant?” OR “You, in the slutty outfit - you’re not getting pregnant on my jungle gym.”

2P!China: “You wanna become what? A doctor? I wanted to become a ballerina, and you know what I became? HIV Positive.” OR “You, in the yellow - if you find drugs you better count me in.”

2P!Canada: “It’s fucking colder than a witch’s tit out here.”

Dear Ultima Almighty

You know, I really don’t like drama. I hate petty fights and arguing over things that don’t matter. I hate not forgiving people over simple MISTAKES.
Because mistakes do happen, they really do. You might forget to do that thing your friend asked you to, or you might cheat on a test because you were so stressed out you couldn’t study. Those are mistakes. Those are things that can be forgiven easily.
Let me make this clear: Sexual assault is not a MISTAKE. Sexual assault is a crime. Sexual assault is abuse. Sexual assault is something that cannot be forgiven simply or easily, if ever.
Telling people you made a “mistake” is bad enough. Telling people that you’ll learn from it is even worse. Because clearly you haven’t learned, considering you COMMITTED THE SAME CRIME AGAINST 8 WOMEN. The only thing you’ve learned is what happens when you get caught.

Did you really think you were above consequences?

I suppose you did. But know this.

Every single one of those women are better off without you. You say you needed Stephanie. You say she made you feel complete. You say it was the perfect relationship. A perfect relationship doesn’t rely on manipulation, force, and abuse.

You say you needed her, but you don’t deserve her. Or anyone, if you decide to treat them like that.

And to every single person he’s ever harassed, abused, stolen, or copyrighted: you deserve much much much more than his lies and abuse.

And to the people who helped and supported the victims of his, thank you so much. Thank you for being there when we, the fans, couldn’t.

In response to this video: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jHp6mx4HnkY and the text post written by @starbotdubs

Natsu's heart conclusion
  • Sting: You've got to find the light that drives back your darkness. *walks away*
  • Natsu: Wait! What the hell is that supposed to mean?
  • *dream fades out*
  • Lucy: Natsu! Wake up, please!
  • Natsu: ...Lucy?

anonymous asked:

I really want to come out as nonbinary, but I feel like I'll never have the courage. I've been putting it off for years. I'm sick of hiding my identity from everyone, but the idea of telling even close friends is terrifying. what if they don't understand? what if they're dismissive? i just really don't know how to do this. do you have any advice?

My advice is this: WAIT.
I know, I’m supposed to say Bust that closet door open, be bold, tell the world!
But that doesn’t work for everybody. If you’re terrified, just wait. It’s ok to wait.

What you’re waiting for, is the moment when being closeted and pretending feels LESS SAFE than anything that could happen when you tell people. 💛💛💛💛