prompts based on lines from fanfics that hit different after the tenth read
Slayer, Slayer, Monster Killer//Into the den//A blazing Inferno//Defender of the Innocent
Cauterize the wound.
Blood quickly began to fill the water.
Blue tint surrounding the lips.
He'd take jazz over a symphony, rock over jazz, and a crazy buscar in the tube station creating something insane with a violin, a beat box, and a pedal drum over rock.
I also wrote a gay version, if anyone wants it.
The thinness of the shoulder bothered him.
The curse was simple but badly done; convoluted and too mixed up with his own energies to be easily removed.
"Your parents are fucked up. I'm serious, that's Fucked Up."
With a coat like blood. Like cherries. Like candy.
"...Correction...I might be bleeding."
It was the best protection he could give.
"I can't believe you just called your own behavior petty harassment."
Cleaner than he'd been in eight months.
"Go curse somebody else. He doesn't belong to you--you can't have him."
Never had to initiate a virgin before.
The thought was idle.
Imagine if you will...
"The game is over. Do you understand?"
He was pissing blood.
"You asked for respect, I'm giving it to you."
Too tired and weak to fight properly.
"I haven't felt any strong emotions since I was a kid."
"What color is the sky right now?"
"So they will be the same age. So they can have adventures."
"I'm done keeping secrets for you."
"Sure. Why not take away the last thing I have left."
'Pretend.' It rattles in his brain.
No wonder people talked.
"Although this totally explains why you were in love with me like once a year for three years in a row."
"No, I do not have a scrunchie."
He'd never been brave enough.
"It's basically a game of sexual preferences."
It wasn't the personality serum, but it was some form of mind control.
It had been so goddamn long since they had heard any sort of tune at all.
"It's one of my grounding techniques."
"Please. Never say anything like that again."
He was also good at being randomly, devastatingly kind.
"I bet I could pick you up. Wanna see if I can?"
"I will not elaborate."
Carefully lit gym thirst traps.
He bit his fist, dried his eyes, and didn't make a sound.
"Because I am through with you. You aren't worth the effort."
Sees them glimpsed in mirrors and reflective surfaces; and the newest ones most often.
"Thanks for letting me feel alright for a bit."
It was homemade, and heavy, and hurt.
"You're not afraid?"
It was just as well.
"If I planted something on him there's a chance it could get lost."
"You're too good for me."
"Please. I don't want you to disappear again."
With an awkward, coltish sort of grace that makes her look decades younger than she is.
'Strange' is a family trait.
"Just want to rest with you. This is good."
"I shot my dad when I was fifteen."
Refreshing. Invigorating--where the fuck are these words coming from?
"Go find a nice ditch to crawl into and die there, not on our floor."
"I'm used to the cold, darling. Don't worry. There are worse things to endure."
"They gave us twenty dollars for nothing."
"Amazing, for once, your remarkable ability to repulse and horrify women saves the day."
"...Okay, okay, don't look at me like that; I'm a huge asshole. But not in that way."
"Like organizing your pornography collection."
"I just need some time. Right now, I don't know what I'm feeling."
They started it out like the leads in a bad B Movie.
"I said that about Jaws. That movie was terrible by the way."
"You're still my first choice."
Three years in the womb.
To be honest, they'd expected to die.
Looking back on it now he felt like the biggest idiot for not realizing what a huge Red Flag that had been.
"You want to come with us?"
"Back then I didn't even know about consent."
"If my dad ever comes back from his 'business trip' you kill him and we're even."
They have no idea what their Tragic Backstory is, so they make up a new one every time someone asks.
Don't want to train today? Too bad, you either fight the giant centipede or DIE.
"They ain't that bad compared to some of the shit I've eaten."
"I hate being brainwashed. And mind controlled. And sold, and handled without asking, and...being a thing for people to have."
"The research I took to find the gag I was thinking of was very uncomfortable. No, Google, I don't want BDSM gags, please stop giving me that option."
"I have a room and extra blankets. You'd probably fit into a few of my shirts, too."
"You're not trying to burn my apartment down?"
'Oh. Oh, it's going to kill me.'
"You refuse to take a shot at Adolf Hitler because you are not a murderer."
"Because she totally didn't punch that guy to defend your honor, and you totally didn't swoon."
It's a perfectly common ingredient in a lot of cultures! There's blood pudding, blood soup, blood tofu--that's a real thing and it's delicious.
"Did you just make them tell us about their sexual awakening?"
It's red berry jam. It's not really blood at all. They just call it that to make their kids think they're tough blood-eating warriors.
"Now stop having a crisis about being an eldritch abomination."
And that's exactly why broken bones are a testament to their mercy.
"I've been gone a long time, haven't I?"
Seems like a normal breakfast, right?
They are not friends. And yet.
"They're innocent. They never asked for any of this."
"I thought you loved me, but you're just like everyone else."
The candies are always gone within a day.
Backpacking across the end of the world.
"I should be worth, like, at least two goats. Or even one of those cute mini pigs, maybe."
"Apparently I'm from the past and you're from the future."
"Well, I drove an ice cream truck and didn't die."
The common areas became populated with candles, dishes of salt near the doorways, little piles of pennies in crevices.
The small bruise they expected to see is not small at all. It's huge and almost black and it's spread against the entirety of the left side of the stomach.
"You mean because you beat the shit outta me? Nah. I've got a pretty high tolerance for getting beat up. Seems like I just end up friends with them, even when I lose my S/O to them."
Your characters are allowed to be bad people. Your story is allowed to have no moral lesson.yyour ending is allowed to be sad. The villain can win. The good person can do something unforgivable. The lovers can destroy each other. You are allowed to write the thing that no one asked for and everything that everyone told you doesn’t work and you are allowed to not explain yourself.
Two things absolutely changed my life as a writer. You ready?
One- as OP said, your characters can be bad people, they can do bad things. There doesn't have to be a reason or a moral. You can make them bad if you want to. No other reason needed.
Two- it doesn't have to be good, it just needs to be written. On my last book i literally wrote the words "dumbest version" on the top of the page because I had seen some advice to do that. It changed everything. I stopped trying to make it perfect, I just tried to make it. Period. Full stop.
And honestly? Defiance is the best writing I've ever done. All because I let my characters be bad and I gave myself the freedom to write it badly.
as a writer, it’s very important that you know this: whenever you tell yourself “this will only be one-chapter-long” that is a lie. your brain is lying to you. it won’t, in fact, be just a short one-shot
probably unpopular and easy to dispute but I like to think that the beginnings of their friendship is devoid of any sexual tension or awkwardness, still weird but Cas is so devoid of any sexuality in the beginning that Dean doesn’t really think about him like that like that's just how Cas is, and purgatory is so liminal and lawless in general that conventional boundaries are completely lifted why yes let's get naked and scrub our backs in this river let's spoon so Dean can rest a bit while Cas can make sure nothing happens to him this is what friends & comrades do. Dean is also touch-starved and craves normality so he doesn't mind Cas' insistence to wrap him in his stinky trenchcoat and watch over him while he rests idk it’s a mess and Benny thinks it’s very funny and oddly endearing and so do I
purgatory has great yaoi potential too but i feel like even that can co-exist with whatever I doodled today, nothing makes sense in purgatory
been a little while since I've done one of these, and I decided I'd focus on my favorite queer pairings of Mystery Matters lol. None of these are official...but they should be. Starting the month strong with Tony/Leonard, and need to ponder Elizabeth/Andrea more lol. they have a lot of the same songs for me, but they deserve to have all their own songs per playlist.
to be clear, now that I've seen Tony interact with Leonard more, I think it's more Tony thinks he himself is poison when it comes to Leonard. Tony's kinda...aloof? detached? like yea he's friendly but oh man he does not readily give out much information about himself. And everything we DO know seems to indicate shame of his past, fear of it catching up to him, and not wanting that to hurt people. Including his friends. However it usually does because it's that very distance that hurts them. Especially Leonard. Tony's one of 3 people allowed to call him Leo. Leonard's grandmother and Elizabeth Nash being the other two allowed to call him that. Tony only uses the nickname when he's worried and trying to hide it. Tony's gone back to Department 17, a government group he used to work for that he's clearly traumatized by, because Leonard called him and asked for help. And it was the only help Tony could give. It clearly killed him to have to admit he used to work for them at all, and I get the feeling because of 17 Tony's convinced whoever he does fall for who's human he'd be incredibly BAD for. A poison in their lives.
Your mouth so hot
Your web, I′m caught
Your skin so wet
Black lace, on sweat
I hear you calling, and it's needles and pins (and pins)
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you, but you′re under my skin (deep in)
I wanna kiss you, but your lips are venomous
Poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison
I don′t wanna break these chains
the problem is is Leonard's into toxic people who hate themselves lol. But he's also got pride and self doubt. Telling Tony "I love you and don't want to see you hurting" even if it's platonic, would be like pulling teeth with him. Leonard's also convinced he's bad for everyone around him, because he's a cop and his job dictates a professionalism...even if his former work partners or friends are the suspects. And that kills him. They're making up intricate rituals to touch each other even in something as simple as a handshake while their eyes are more than likely tracking every movement the other makes. Queerplatonic or otherwise they're bad for each other, in their minds, are aware of this, and are fine with it.
quick addendum but I don't like Bon Jovi much. However I have to admit You Give Love A Bad Name fits them very well lol
I think the funniest thing with these two is the fact one of them shot the other and the other's response was only "oh buddy. you killed me" before dropping like a stone, and then the one that doesn't believe in the supernatural went like this:
shapeshifting ghost witches getting veiled love confessions up in here. the guy on the ground is indeed Tony, Leonard shot him.
again a song that plays from both their perspectives easily. Tony is a wild card with an adrenaline addiction problem. He's a type of psychic and a monster fucker. He falls in love easily but he never attempts to make them stay. When it's over, he seems content to let it be done. And yet. He followed Leonard Gomez to a small town. They have each other's numbers. Even if Leonard can't get ahold of Tony immediately he calls back the second he can. But they're both so so bad at romance. Leonard gets in his own way every single time in other relationships. Forces himself to switch the topic, lie, suppressing his feelings. And Tony gently deflecting into wild stories from his past that don't actually reveal anything. They're bad at this but oh they want it so deeply, too and I can't get over how betrayed the text bubble came across for Tony, saying "you killed me" and Leonard just about losing his mind.
Shot through the heart and you're to blame
Darling, you give love a bad name
An angel's smile is what you sell
You promised me heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free
Whoa, you're a loaded gun, yeah
Oh, there's nowhere to run
No one can save me, the damage is done
Tony's also situationally immortal and I can't help but wonder if he actually was wearing a bulletproof vest like he claimed...or if he lied to protect Leonard from his own guilt. There's a lot of conflicting feelings between the two, I think. Dangerously tangled emotions between two people who are resolutely, through duty or otherwise, unable to be completely honest about their own feelings or personal lives
I've got to give Tony this, and it's that he seems to adore life and all it's experiences, and dancing. He's always inviting his friends to dance with him. He wants the highs and lows of being alive, and I do wonder if that's just because he knows this won't kill him.
He doesn't really grab for what he wants, but he's pursuing it anyway. Even if it's for the love of the chase. When Leonard lost his memory we did learn he loves dancing too, dancing and ice cream and star watchinc and midnight walks in the park dates-which given the world they live in is gutsy as fuck but I digress.
if they got together, it'd only be through actually dancing together, I swear. Taking what they want instead of just...skirting it. It's also worth mentioning they're both bi, and from the alien event of Leonard's at least I get the sense they're both fine with open relationships. At least tony is. I think the main crux is simply needing the trust if they let the other wander...they'd come back. And trust is something they both are a little lacking in. Tony, at least, has faith...but it's not quite the same thing.
And when I see my friend put something on her tongue
I'm gonna ask for one
'Cause that's just what I want, want, want
What I want, want, I want
I've spent way too, too, too many years not knowing what
What I wanted, how to get it, how to live it and now
I'm gonna make up for it all at once
'Cause that's, that's just what I want
I want the full effects, I wanna hit it hard
I wanna dance in the middle of a gay bar
Ooh oh oh, that's what I want
There's nothing wrong with what I want
Yeah, yeah
I want the fireworks, I want the chemistry
I want that girl right over there to wanna date me
Ooh oh oh, that's what I want
There's nothing wrong with what I want
Yeah, yeah
they both, also, need to learn that there's nothing wrong with wanting, and asking, and getting. It might be good!
I have been starting to get the sense Tony sees himself as a weapon still. As mentioned, he's a monster fucker. He's also a paranormal investigator. He is hunting, researching, investigating, something he's got attraction to. I don't know what he was doing in 17, but it's clear he learned to use his body, mind, beauty and feelings as weapons. And now he's so so so careful about simply handing people affection. However Leonard's the acception. Because Tony met him a few times before he left 17, and when Leonard moved from a big city to a small one, Tony, crucially, followed him. You don't uproot your entire life for just anyone.
While Leonard is the opposite, in a way. He's very much aware any relationship he has could be used against him if that person ever becomes a suspect. His former mentor Mako Chen was once framed for murder of someone who killed the partner before she trained the then rookie Leonard. And Leonard, despite being absolutely torn up over it, proceeded to lead the manhunt. He's arrested friends. While apologizing but still. He's also had his affection used against him, and withdraws further whenever it happens. His heart is on his sleeve, a dagger conveniently sewn in such a way people use it to stab him in the back. So he tries not to care, to pull away...But with Tony he can't. Tony calls him Leo. When he hurts him Leonard nearly breaks down. He may or may not have a picture of him on his motorcycle in front of Leonard's house. (It's unclear if the "bad girl with long dark hair in leather leaning against a motorcycle" is Tony or not. Leonard was just rightfully upset someone rifled through his wallet and found the picture. But from a certain angle...Tony could be mistaken for a woman). They're too entangled together. Every single action betrays some sort of deeper feeling. They could absolutely be platonic. They could absolutely be friends with no romantic or sexual inclination. But oh man. Friendship is still a form of love and the love they have for each other is so devastating.
Love is just another way to die slowly
So slowly
I told you to leave that dance, so you owe me
You owe me
There is nowhere to hide
This is not a safe place
There is nowhere to hide
I am not a safe place
'Cause my love is a weapon
Of massive destruction
My love is a weapon
Ooh, you better run
'Cause my love is a weapon
Of massive destruction
Ooh, you better run, better run, run, run
Only one thing can kill Tony, and I feel like it'd be Leonard who'll find the body. It doesn't matter how long, far or fast Tony runs. He's running headlong into his own death knowingly. And all Leonard can do is run after, knowing he's never going to catch Tony in time.
cute song this time. I just love the fact they're following each other around. Tony moving when Leonard does and all Leonard is is happy his eccentric friend is still nearby. Cute friends waiting on the other and following. I think it's worth noting Leonard's police partner has nicknames for people Leonard's close to he uses to tease the younger man. Leonard's canon love interest Elizabeth is "your red head" and Tony is "the curly one". Yea lol. Tony's got a nickname on the same level as Leonard's canon love interest. Tony and Leonard are cute friends who come through for each other first and foremost. Helping each other on each other's cases, joking and hanging out after, knowing each other better than most.
It's been a long long time since the stars aligned
And they sent me back, again
And every day I dream maybe things could be
Like they used to be back then
Cause it's dark, and cold
And the scattered stars are the only friends I know
Oh, but they tell me that there's hope
That's why I'm standing out in the moonlight
And if you follow me I follow you
Standing out in the moonlight And if you follow me I'll follow you. I'll follow you
Shouting out in the moonlight
And if you follow me I'll follow you Shouting out in the moonlight
And if you follow me I'll follow you I'm right here,
I'm right here
Out in the moonlight
And you know I'll always follow you
I'll follow you
if nobody else has Leonoard, Tony has Leonard. and vice versa, and this seems to be how the two prefer it honestly.
I think it's interesting how these two are so...secretly broken, for lack of a better way to explain it. Leonard lost his parents, his aunt, and both uncles due to being a military family in the "all the myths and horror stories are true" universe. Despite being Jewish coded his aunt, because she was captain of a navy ship, is currently serving in the fleet of spirits ferrying the dead run by Charon. Apparently it seems to be a general understanding in the job. If you die in service you've got to finish the tour with Charon, religion notwithstanding. After service yea...you go to whatever your afterlife should be. So you have Leonard grappling with that and his only living relative being his grandmother while also living with a best friend who's literally trying to get gored by a wereboar to get his rocks off.
And then you have Tony, mentalist, living weapon, ex government agent, who freely admits he had a great childhood but also has open distaste for the government and their processes. And part of why he left is because he couldn't do enough in the government. As freelance he can get around the red tape and do what and who he wants. But his stint in Department 17 actively traumatized him. To the point of being borderline suicidal.
This bloody road remains a mystery
This sudden darkness fills the air
What are we waiting for?
Won't anybody help us?
What are we waiting for?
We can't afford to be innocent
Stand up and face the enemy
It's a do or die situation
We will be invincible
This shattered dream you cannot justify
We're gonna scream until we're satisfied
What are we running for?
We've got the right to be angry
What are we running for?
When there's nowhere we can run to anymore
We can't afford to be innocent
Stand up and face the enemy
It's a do or die situation
We will be invincible
And with the power of conviction
There is no sacrifice
It's a do or die situation
We will be invincible
they both do what they have to however they can for the greater good. Together, or alone. They're so exquisitely broken. They can't fail so they won't. For everyone who depends on them. Because the alternative is literal fates worse than death.
If you're ever worried about whether your writing is too self indulgent, I just want you to remember that Sharknado had 5 sequels. I'm only partway through watching Sharknado 6: It's About Time, but already they've traveled through time and ridden a pteronadon into a Sharknado so they could use the magic teleportation portal inside of it to travel forward in time to King Arthur's time, where they are currently battling a Sharknado full of fire-breathing dragon sharks with Excalibur, which is a chainsaw sword that calls lightning. You're fine. In fact, be a little more self indulgent if anything.
Theres this thing that happens with a few too many franchises, where the constant need to one-up and raise stakes makes each entry slightly more unhinged than the last. Until you reach a point where what started as a fairly simple/grounded concept has become completely ridiculous(see Dragonball, Fast and Furious).
Sharknado is what happens when you have that tendency of escalation, but your starting premise is 'a tornado full of sharks'
You can put down the shovel, bud. It's The Asylum. Every movie they make is like this. And was like this before Sharknado and will be like this long after, because that's the kind of movie the company makes. They were making terrible horror movies before Sharknado, with just as weird and ridiculous premises. Sharknado was never grounded (and if you think so, you must not have watched it), nor was it meant to be. The POINT of their movies is to be ridiculous. They literally named the company The Asylum because they knew they were gonna make "crazy" stuff. It's not the same as a serious first movie that jumps the shark in a sequel or something. The shark was jumped way before they threw it into a tornado.
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