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send me a made-up fic title and i'll tell you what i would write to go with it
send me an ask with a fake title and ill tell you what that would prompt me to write!!
I feel called out.
me as a writer: Oh no I can’t write that, somebody else already has
me as a reader: hell yes give me all the fics about this one scenario. The more the merrier
This one is so hard to accept. Reblogging to knock that into my brain.
Me as a writer: I feel like I’m repeating myself, I’ve already used that theme, I’ve already written that kink, that other character uses that speech pattern so this one in another fandom can’t, I feel like I’m writing predictable things, is this different enough from that other thing I wrote, are people filling out bingo cards by my work? :sobbing:
Me as a reader: oh hell yeah this hit the spot exactly, I hope this writer has written 20 more just like it
As one friend said when I felt I was reusing a theme too much, nobody ever says, Did Agatha Christie write about murder again?
my writer-dudes, if planning a plot outline on your own is too daunting, find a plot worksheet! if one is too detailed, try another. here are some at different levels of detail:
Novel-Factory — The Premise
Novel-Factory — The Skeleton
Writer’s Digest — At-A-Glance Outline
Save the Cat by Blake Snyder — Beat Sheet
Story Engineering by Larry Brooks — Story Structure
Jami Gold — Basic Beat Sheet
Annie Neugebauer — Novel Plotting Worksheet
happy plotting!
I forgot Tumblr doesn't like links let me try again
Four shots, four kills (Drabbles in Terrorist Town #1)
Summary: Micheal brings back Ryan
Fandoms: Achievement Hunter
Warnings: it's TTT, so shooting, murder, etc
Characters: Micheal, Ryan, Gavin, Jeremy, Jack
AN: can't believe there's no fics for TTT
ao3
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Micheal fumbled with the device over Ryan's dead body.
"How the fuck does this work?" He muttered, hoping that the coms wouldn't pick it up.
He turned the device around once more, and again it emitted a negative beep.
He was so close to just throwing it off the helicarrier.
"Jack, is it you?" He heard Gavin ask from where the remaining survivors were standing.
It wouldn't take long before they realized that Micheal was the traitor, which meant that he didn't have much more time to-
There! The machine finally gave a positive beep, and Micheal helped Ryan back on his feet.
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Jeremy and Jack kept arguing, the former one claiming Ryan's killing as proof of his innocence. Gavin was with them and Fawkes when he caught movement on the top of the other roof. He pulled out his sniper rifle to look closer.
"Ryan is sneaking around over there." He called out as he took a shot, but his warning got drowned by the arguing.
"Ryan no!" He screamed, as a sniper shot launched him down into the clouds below.
Jeremy turned around, he and Jack asking the same question: "Wait, Ryan is alive?!" But he had shot him down himself-
Fawkes fell down without a sound as he got hit, and Jeremy realized what was happening.
"Oh there's a fucking-" he never finished the sentence as Ryan kept aiming with cold blood precision, Jack immediately falling after him.
"Woo! Four shots, four kills!" Celebrated Ryan, raising up from his hiding spot.
The four terrorists didn't even realize what had happened before dropping dead.
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Video: Hiding in a Helicopter
AH fandom, how do you tag the fics on Tumblr? I don't want to overstep some boundaries by accident. I know we're not supposed to tag people if we write shippy stuff but if it's not shippy? Can we just tag it "Achievement Hunter" or are we only supposed to tag it "ah fanfic"?
@kingpattillo thank you so much!
AH fandom, how do you tag the fics on Tumblr? I don't want to overstep some boundaries by accident. I know we're not supposed to tag people if we write shippy stuff but if it's not shippy? Can we just tag it "Achievement Hunter" or are we only supposed to tag it "ah fanfic"?
Reunion
Fandoms: Game Theory, NateWantsToBattle, Escape The Night
Warnings: Fight Scene, a bit of blood, hints of a panic attack, mentions of death
AN: self indulgent story for a self indulgent au. Big big thanks to @margarita-is-the-answer for listening to me ramble no matter how improbable the idea is; to @altegos for staying up late with me while writing and helping me write; and to the etn cult on Tumblr for motivating me to post more content and finish this fic.
Characters: MatPat, Nate, NateMare. Others appear but they're just secondary
Summary: Mare is paranoid, Nate just wants a peaceful weekend, Mat stayed away for one month and just came back. Their reunion doesn't go quite as planned
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There's something wrong with Mat.
Nate waved at the mentioned man walking to the opposite side of the convention, while at the same time sending a mental eye roll to Mare.
Don't be mean. You heard him, he said he's just tired. He had to fly in immediately after finishing working for his project, he hadn't had the time to rest yet.
Hmp. I don't trust that. Even if Mare didn't had a body, Nate could feel him still looking at where Mat had disappeared between the people. He could probably still feel his soul or some other spirit way of keeping track of people.
Nate thought back at when he had meet the theorist that morning: he had indeed looked a bit paler and had the start of some dark circles under his eyes, but they were all things that could be blamed on a busy schedule due to the month-long project Mat had disappeared for, and not whatever Mare was worried about.
It's nothing Mare, let me just spend this weekend in peace for once! Conventions are already tiring enough without having to worry about your supernatural stuff!
The spirit didn't answer, but Nate could feel him retreating to his corner of the mind, even if he still had his attention towards where they as last seen Mat.
Continues on ao3 because it's 5000+ words long and I don't want to destroy anyone's dash
I haven't posted in so long I don't even remember how to do it hold on
I have written exactly two kinds of fan fiction:
Type A
I LOVE THIS STORY SO MUCH, IT’S BEAUTIFUL AND CLEVER AND AMAZING AND I AM GOING TO WRITE ABOUT THESE CHARACTERS BECAUSE THERE IS JUST SO MUCH TO EXPLORE AND APPRECIATE
Type B
I have to do everything myself.
*re-reads own fics when having writer’s-block* Wow I wish I could write like this :/
*re-reads previous chapter to try to figure out what to do with the current one* Wow I wish I had this good of a grasp on these characters
You’ve heard of one shots, now get ready for none shots! It’s when you think of an idea for a fic and then don’t write it
Fic Prompt List
A prompt list! Repost this to your blog. Followers send you a number in your ask. Write a fic or drabble or ficlet or one-shot using that line or inspired by that line. Rinse and repeat!
Do not give me that look.
I don’t think I can do this anymore.
I’ve been waiting to get to know you from the moment I first saw you.
I don’t think that’s how that works.
Kidnapping them was the only way I was going to get them here.
Let’s make a deal shall we?
Stop acting like a child!
I know of your reputation all too well.
How long have you been standing there?
Stop it! You’re only making it worse!
Have you seen the rest of their family?
I just like proving you wrong.
I always sleep best when you’re next to me.
Am I scaring you?
Oh god, you’re just like your dad.
I let you win.
I can’t do this even though everyone says I can.
Looks like we’re going to be stuck here for a while.
Scream all you want. No one can hear you.
Do you even know what subtle means?
Listen, I haven’t exactly been truthful with you.
Oh, you’re just grumpy.
No, we’re going to talk about this now.
I just came to say goodbye.
Why do you have a picture of me?
You don’t hate me.
Tell me what I can do to help.
You call this luck? No, this is all skill.
Well we have two options, both of which you’re not going to like.
I already tried talking to them! They won’t listen!
Please don’t tell me we’re lost.
Are you aware of how much money you spent?
Great, now the electricity is out.
Truth be told, I forgot they were even here.
I believe I can be of some help here.
Did you honestly think that was going to impress me?
This is all your fault by the way.
If you move from that spot, so help me, I will tie you down.
You don’t have a choice in this matter.
How many times have you viewed this?
Can you teach me how to do that?
Can you be honest with me for once?
Trust me, you don’t want to meet my family.
Why are you still awake?
You may technically be an adult, but you’re still my child.
They have amnesia?
Fine, you can drive.
Do you have any idea who you just pissed off?
That cute act is all just a lie.
I was not expecting that to work as well as it did.
Can you two save the kissing for later?
I am a really bad actor.
You’re right. I have no idea what I’m doing. I’m just making it up as I go along.
Yeah well dying generally puts a damper on things.
It’s nothing but a bunch of old guys.
Ok, but have you tried the dessert yet?
The only thing I want is for you to come with me.
Ok, who gave out my number? I have 12 missed calls, 4 voicemails, and 75 unread texts!
No, listen, hear me out. All we need is some really good disguises.
Is it greedy of me to say I never want you to leave my arms?
That is not a good hiding spot.
Oh sweetheart, that was an act.
I believed you! I stood up for you! Defended you! And you lied!
I may have eaten seven of them already.
What are they doing here? I thought it was only going to be us.
Do you know what you’re like when you’re drunk?
My father may look like the scary one, but it’s my mother you need to be afraid of.
What’s the password? No, wrong one.
You see that death glare means she likes you.
Was this supposed to be a romantic gesture?
When you aren’t paying attention, they watch you.
Don’t you dare.
You’re putting an awful lot of trust in them.
It’s only just a little bit illegal.
It might be a little silly, but I still like to believe in fairy tales.
It could be worse. They could be dating. Wait? They are?!
What you just asked for is impossible.
If I had three wishes, I’d spend all of them to make you smile.
How did you get that scar?
What do you mean they escaped?
Someone is writing a fic inspired by Lazarus and now I kinda want to continue that au, either with finally finishing Fallen King or with writing one of the fic ideas with Monster Mat
me? letting an entire fic play out in my head from beginning to end and not writing a single thing down, thus forever sealing it in my brain as a self-indulgent relic that will never see the light of day??
it’s exactly as likely as you think