character motivations:
fear
hurt
survival
failure
being pressured
instability
desire / hunger
guilt
belief they are doing something good
love
loyalty
vengeance / revenge
inequality
unfulfillment
hatred
honour / dishonour
pride
jealousy
death
humiliation
pain
greed
shame
rejection
loss
power
matt just fired half the remaining tumblr support staff lmao
so embarrassing when i forget im checking someone's blog and i start scrolling through and liking and reblogging shit as if it's just my dash. it feels like wandering into someone else's apartment and not noticing and making myself lunch
(These can shape their behavior, choices, and arcs... until they’re forced to confront them.)
✧ I’m hard to love.
✧ If I don’t succeed, I’m worthless.
✧ People only stick around if I earn them.
✧ If I show weakness, I’ll be left behind.
✧ Everyone eventually leaves.
✧ I’m just like my father/mother—and that’s a bad thing.
✧ I’m too broken to fix.
✧ Happiness isn’t meant for people like me.
✧ The worst thing I ever did defines me forever.
✧ If I’m not useful, I’m disposable.
✧ My anger is dangerous. I have to bury it.
✧ If people really knew me, they’d leave.
✧ I don’t deserve forgiveness.
✧ Love is weakness.
✧ Control is safety.
✧ I can fix everyone else but not myself.
✧ I owe it to them to suffer.
✧ If I rest, I’ll fall apart.
✧ Hope is a trap.
✧ This is the best version of me they’ll ever get.
» They witness a crime but helping the victim means exposing a secret that could ruin someone they love.
» They could save someone’s life… but only by hurting someone else.
» They’re offered everything they’ve ever wanted, by the worst person they know.
» They have to lie to protect someone, but the lie costs someone else dearly.
» They can bring justice, but only by breaking a promise.
» They’re given power, but to keep it, they have to become what they hate.
» They have the chance to take revenge, and it would be so easy. So satisfying.
» They’re the only one who knows the truth, but telling it would destroy someone’s faith.
» They could protect the many, by sacrificing the one. And the one matters to them.
» They promised not to get involved, but walking away would haunt them forever.
» They were wrong and admitting it now will shatter their credibility.
» They’re asked to forgive, and they know the person doesn’t deserve it.
» They have to pick a side, but both sides are flawed. Both will cost them something.
» They want to help, but they’re not sure it’s their place.
» They said they’d never become their parent and now they’re staring in the mirror, wondering if they already have.
» They catch their friend doing something terrible, but they owe them everything.
» They can’t tell if they’re protecting someone, or controlling them.
» They get what they want, but someone else suffers for it.
» They promised to keep a secret, but now someone innocent is getting hurt.
» They fall in love and realize it compromises everything they believe in.
No character is going to live unscathed.
We writers seem to be an expert at getting our darlings bashed up, beaten and abused (sometimes to the point of insanity). That' great, and let's make sure we are doing it right.
The area will immediately begin to swell up.
Blood rushes to accelerate the healing process, and that makes the skin around the wound look red and swollen, and it will feel warm (though not hot).
Most wounds wouldn't bleed too much, unless it's a head injury.
Try to give indications of how severe the wound is.
How wide is the injury? How far does it stretch across the character's body? Can bone be seen? Is blood seeping into their clothes or pooling underneath them?
Is it a clean slice, or is it torn open? Have parts of the flesh been pulled away?
How much does the wound frighten the injured character?
When the injury is first sustained, it will look swollen and red.
Over time, the bruise will darken to a shade of blue, purple, or black.
After that, it will gradually turn yellow or green. Then it will turn brown and eventually fade away.
The word choice matters!
Describing a bruise as a "contusion" creates a violent connotation, while "blemish" doesn't sound so harsh.
Describing bruises as "discolored" or "shadows" comes with a more melancholy connotation.
An injury from blunt trauma, such as a bruise, is going to feel dull, and like it's throbbing.
It will feel stiff and firm from the swelling, and it may sting if touched.
As the bruise ages, it may feel tender and sore, but only when pressure is applied or the area is moved.
A wound from a sharp object, however, is likely to feel hot, tingly, or numb.
The pain may be delayed, but after the initial rush of adrenaline wears off, the pain from this type of injury will be fairly constant.
Scrapes tend to feel hot and itchy, and the scab from a nasty scrape can cover a wide area. It will also get itchier as it heals, motivating the character to pick at it and delay healing.
The time it takes an injury to heal is going to depend on the severity of the injury.
As a general rule, however:
Bruises take about 2 weeks Scrapes take about 1 week
Minor cuts take about 2 weeks
Surgical incisions and sutured wounds take about 4-6 weeks
A bad wound that doesn't get stitches could take up to 3 months
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“I’ve been on the other side of dying for a very long time.”
“You mean the wrong side?” Derina’s voice teases and then leans in closer to murmurs, “This one’s much more fun.”
Her voice drawls on the last word, and Laila retorts, “Is that your plan? Die, resurrect, seduce an innocent man to depths of the ocean?”
“Hardly. You’re not a man, Ms. Kivris, or innocent for that matter.”
By the spirits, she’s an incorrigible flirt and probably responsible for a dozen stereotypes about sirens. Laila leans back to look at Derina better, the blood in her face running hot and keeps her mouth shut. She doesn’t trust her tongue enough right now.
The corner of Derina's lip curls up knowingly, her eyes wild and tipsy as they focus on her. Laila wets her lips and whispers, “What are you playing at?”
“Just a dance. We’ve got plenty of time until Marty kicks us out.” Derina tugs her hand but makes no motion to get up, brushing her thumb across Laila's knuckles.
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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
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