Fluffed Magpie

[fluffedmagpie]

This was a bit ago but my slow ass burned 1000 different kanji, radicals, and vocabular on wanikani and I celebrated with purple cake.

The more decorated version was by my sis, who did her best to draw some turtles in icing.

The word I burned? 明日 ( ´ ▽ ` )

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Enjoy this meme I made instead of writing

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Reblog this meme instead of writing.

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*coughs*

[wordfather]

small writing exercises

make up an origin and meaning of a name

write a family history going back centuries

pick a character and make them ramble about their favorite thing

make up a fable, pretend it’s as famous as the Grimm fairytales. how does this fable affect the world and what would people reference from it? (i love this one because it can be as crazy and silly as you want)

make a commercial for something that really shouldn’t be sold at all. try to convince people to buy it.

ACRONYMS. but, like, try to have it make sense

make a poem about your story/something in your story

rewrite a classic but put your own twist on it

make up a detailed recipe

make a monologue with a plot twist or punchline in the end

create a ridiculously detailed timeline for a character

childhood memory (real one or make it up!)

improv rap lyrics

the story behind an inside joke

make up a mythical creature

pretend to be a commentary youtuber and pick a topic

the what if? pick a story and create an alternate ending to it

pick one scenario and several characters. how different are the reactions based on their personalities?

[fluffedmagpie]

Character Planing and Development List

This is just a list I created to help myself, it’s incomplete and not super solid but I good place to start, yeah?

Rating system guide:

★ - good for if you know very little about your character, want to figure out who they are on a basic level

★★ - good for fleshing out, middle stages

★★★ - good for later stage development, check up, consistency, refinement, etc

★ Myers Briggs test. This is a great place to start, at least for me! You can take a quiz from the perspective of the character to think about how a character would act, or look at the personality types and use them as templates

★ Observe the below traits and figure out where you want the character to lie. These are pretty broad, and don’t forget you can place characters somewhere in between! (Taken from CharacTour)

Chatty/Talkative <==> Reserved/Quiet

Cocky/Arrogant <==> Humble

Social Butterfly <==> Loner

Selfless <==> Very Selfish

Polite <==> Rude/Crude

Optimistic/Trusting <==> Cynical/Untrusting

Organized <==> Disorganized

Determined/Focused <==> Unfocused

Sensitive/Vulnerable <==> Thick-Skinned

Depressed <==> Happy

Hotheaded <==> Easy-Going

Uptight <==> Free-Spirited/Playful

Neurotic/Unstable <==> Emotionally Stable

Very Conventional <==> Very Quirky

Risk-Taking/Fearless <==> Risk-Averse/Timid

Genius/Wise <==> Dim-Witted

Highbrow <==> Lowbrow

Mature/Responsible <==> Immature

Often Funny <==> Never Funny

Sexy <==> Unsexy/Awkward

Drinker/Drug User/Gambler <==> Wholesome

Lustful/Promiscuous <==> Virginal

Smooth/Poised <==> Bumbling

Manipulative <==> Submissive

Dishonest <==> Honest

Homicidal <==> Not Homicidal

★★ THE planning questions. From a wikihow page!

◽️ Name(s)

◽️ Physical characteristics (eye color/shape, hair color/style, moles, freckles, skin tone, nose shape, mouth shape, head shape, jaw line, height, weight, physical anomalies (like a missing finger, etc), glasses, etc)

◽️ Nationality

◽️ Beliefs/superstitions/philosophy/worldviews/guiding principles

◽️ Flaws/other traits not mentioned (like speech style, word choice, likes/dislikes, who or what they despise, attitude, demeanor, idiosyncrasies/hypocritical points, fetishes etc)

◽️ Friend relationships

◽️ Family relationships

◽️ Enemy relationships (ANY negative relationship, basically, including people who hate the character w/o them knowing)

◽️ Love/love interests (past and present)

◽️ Talents & hobbies

◽️ Childhood/upbringing

◽️ Fashion choices (in clothing, room/home decorating, etc)

★★ / ★★★ Delve into the characters motives. This ties in to plot a bit in most cases. But given their personality;

◽️ What do they feel strongest about? Why?

◽️ What is their main goal/what are their main goals?

◽️What motivates them to achieve these goals?

◽️How do they deal with confrontation/their problems and ambitions?

◽️What holds them back? Why?

★★★ / ★★ Write a brief introducing the character/analyzing the character

★★★ Figure out how to make them complex

◽️Understand and re-work cliches and stereotypes

◽️ Make character’s fail - figure out how to do this, what would failing mean for them? How would they react? How would they overcome?

◽️ Add conflict that pushes the character, making their previously-developed traits pop

[mostbeautifulgenji]

Chapter 13: Akashi

Genji suddenly realizes that he probably shouldn’t return to the city after only a year, given that he made such a big deal of leaving and stuff.

So he stays at Suma a little while longer, while a killer storm attacks them. One day some monks in a boat and invite Genji over to the Akashi coast. Genji is psyched and heads on over. He is doubly psyched to find out that the head monk has a pretty daughter (giggity). The Akashi girl is pretty cool, she can play various instruments and she and Genji play together for months. Genji is really into her but he feels bad about it cuz he sort of promised his wife Murasaki that he wouldn’t rape any country girls. However, the monk starts hinting that he is awfully sad for his daughter because she is lonely and has no men. Genji takes this as a father’s blessing,

So Genji puts on the moves, but the Akashi girl isn’t really into it. Genji is under the impression that country girls throw themselves at city men, but this girl defies stereotypes. So he rapes her. 

The emperor invites Genji back to the city! But Genji is still thinking about the Akashi lady so he sends her a koto and one of his robes. He tells Murasaki about her and asks how she feels about it to which she responds, “ Fine.”

Genji writes some letters to his other ladies to let them know he’s back in town.

[fluffedmagpie]

,_, I had enough of Genji’s (rather uneventful) antics away from the capital, and this summary was a gift! All Must Behold!

[violet-studying]

Reading in your target language just got so much easier

This cool little website, called readlang, allows you to upload your book, in your target language, from epub form into their website, right? And you just read your book from there. When you don’t know a word, what do you do? Do you go to google dot com and type in that word? Nope. You fucking click it. And it tells you the word. 

I am currently reading the 100 (this is the book that the tv show came from) and I can already tell reading this way is so much easier. I highly suggest making an account. It’s free, and works for more than 80 languages!

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Repost #2

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Tag yourself

Pencil boy- soft, gets (heart)broken easily, always smells nice, a bit hectic, tea drinker(no milk or sugar or anything)

Pen boy- calm, stoic, quiet, quick to cut out toxic people, loves asmr, classical music fanatic

Eraser queen- makes a lot of mistakes, switches between sweet and chaotic, loves long sleeve shirts, hyper

Scissors pal- destructive(@rapmonster, I’m looking at you pal), loves spooky stuff, hates people of all kinds, perpetually has hands that smell like pennies (or copper), puts milk in before cereal, enjoys pineapple on pizza

Washi tape friend- always wears bright colors or fun patterns, loves to cheer people up, forces themself to try to have good handwriting, hot chocolate drinker

Stickers gal- hyper, loves pink, has a love-hate relationship with glitter, clingy, childlike, rainbow and pastel aesthetic, possible kidcore aesthetic

[fluffedmagpie]

I love these o3o

[fluffedmagpie]

Spoopy Story

Author’s Note: I know it’s not quite October or whatever month is scariest for you all out there, but I got into a scary-story mood and wrote this. I hope you all enjoy! Read under the covers at night for the most authentic, scariest experience! Thank you for reading!

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WARRNING: THE FOLLOWING IS A VERY SPOOKY STORY THAT IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!

One night, there was a man walking through the wood. He was out camping on a camping trimp, with his dog named Scott. The man, Bernard, was fond of camping and often camped when the leaves turned to bright hues of blood red and a yellow like that of a corpses waxen face. These of coursse were the leafs of the October month, the month of, Halloweens. But Bernard did not like the month of Halloween, because it was far too scary to him. So him, and his dog Trixie, liked to hde out in woods where no scary ghouls or ghosts or goblins could finnd them. But this time, all of that would be changed.

Bernard set up his camp for a good night of camping. The camping grounds were wide, full of tree, and no one else was around. “Perfect” thought Bernard. He did not like company and was here to be alone so as not to be bothered because he did not like people.

“Felix,” he whistled for his dog, “here boy.”

The dog came trouting up with a leaf in his mouth.

“Oh silly boy, don’t eat the leaves they arent good for you.”

But when Bernard taken the leaf he noticed a strange gooey substance over the leaf. The leaf, he noticed, was covered inn blood. “Gasp!” he gasped, and dropped the leaf. He rubbed his hand on his flannel camping shirt he often wore when he went camping as it was his camping tradition to do so. “Oh wait!” he regailed, “that was ketchup from the hotdogs we had eaten, huh Casey?” he cood at the dog.

Caset barked and they went back to the camp. Little did Bernard know that it was not, in fact, ketchup but was in fact blood.

Later that night when Bernard went to sleep, he heard a strange rustle from the bushes out the tent. “Biscuit?” he said groggy. “Is that you?”

But there was no answer. Not that dogs could speak anyways but it was deadd silent and made him feel dread.

He got up to investigate and there outside the tent was Gumdrop, his dog. She wagged her tail and barked.

“Follow you?” Bernard questioned aloud. He rubbed sleep from his eye. He could speak easily to his dog as they had known each other for many years and often spent time together and now he could tell that she wanted him to follow her. He shrugged. “Well ok.” Because maybe she had to tinkle and didn’t want to go alone. The woods were dark and full of trees that lookked liked faces and creatures peering at them in the dark like evil. It was like the evil from halloween had been following them since they left for their trip and he could tell this made her anxious.

“It’s ok Gumball, I can tell your anxos about this so lets go.”

So she led him down the woods through many trees and bushes and through dark places.

“Gumface I’m not sure this is a good idea,” he said scared.

“Bark.” His bark was worried like but quiet as if conveying purpose and meaning to him because he knew they had to do this.

“Whatever you say Gummie boy.”

But then they came to a large hole in the ground covered in thick fog like Kraft Jet-Puffed Marshmallow Creme the kind that was thick.

“Whoa,” Bernard awed at the sight of the hole. He leaned forward and his foot caught on the edge and down he slid down the hole a steep one that led him down to the bottom. “Noooooo,” he groaned as his body slid against the steep dirt hole. He stood at the bottom and called up. “Natalia?”

“Bark!” his dog slidd with grace into him.

“Haha,” he laughed, “good boy!” he praised for the dog had made the slide all by himself. “But where are we?” he questioned and peered at the darkness surrounded him. Dark like a demons soul or tar. Dark so he could not see very well in it.

They walked forward and the darkness somewhat lifted and there in front of them loomed a dark castle like palace that was very tall and overshadowed them, Window quaking in her fur.

“Don’t worry Fenestration, it’s just a bunch of bricks!”

But just then, the bunch of bricks Bernard had jokingly referred to even though he was scared began to quake and groan. They thought the whole thing was going to crash dow but it did not and they sudenly felt very unwelcome by the beast of a castle in front of them.

“Let’s… let’s just go inside, someone nice enough to give us directions must be inside!”

Windex growled and shook and though not wawnting to she moved forward with Bernard walking up to the large castle that became clearer with each single step. What a large castle it was as it stood towering over them very tall and menacinng because of its grand stature and dark bricks not a single light to be seen in any of the pitch blackened windows.

The door began with a knock knock by Bernard. He was scared but sure there would be help inside.

Then the door opened but no one was seen inside.

“H-hello? Bernard questioned. But no one was there.

He stepped forward ignoring Tulips, his dog, who had begun to whimper a lot.

“Who dare be here?” A voice rose up quietly but very eerily from somewhere in the entrance to the castle.  

“I… I’m a little lost?” Berarnd spoke in a shaky voice that was obviously scared.

“You are not lost… YET!” The voice laughed mocked.

“We just need some help getting back--”

But before Bernard could finish speaking a shadowy figure like moonlight rose from the floor and screeched loudly like nothing he had heard before. Stuck in his fear he could not move and succumbed to the monster as it spoke to him. “There is nothing you can do to escape my castle!” it bellowed in a loud booming voice. Then is looked at the dog. “Thank you, Damien, for bringinng him to me!”

“What?” Bernard questioned. But it was to late as his neck snaped from the beast tearing innto his flesh with long twisted claws and Damion the dog barked his work done.

The following day the only thing that remained of Bernardains campsite spot where he usually camped was a dog collar that no one could identify and Damione went on to find another owner because he was actually a devil ghost dog who had made Bernards THINK that they had been dog and owner for years when really it was only for that day beccause DAmian was ACTUALLY the caslte deomns dog who brought the souls TO him so next time you go camping BE WARE of what animal is with YOu. You may never know when your “””Best friesnds’’’ are actually trying to get your soul EaTEN.

THE END

[fluffedmagpie]

I got around to writing a poem based on one of poetryprompts prompts. Here ya go:

Over the shoulder. “We will be there for sure.”

Staring across a wide expanse.

A black surface, freckled by piercing light. Flickering. Pleading.

“For sure.”

Close.

Across channels--filled with rolling black, tumbling rocks, splashes of dust. Quiet, most of all--

One,

Single,

Lone,

Pale blue dot.

Between them and this small blue hope,

Roving rocks, dusty surfaces, cold nights,

One broken engine,

And a sea.

“We will be there.”

[parfilonastya-deactivated201910]

Hello, my name is Nastya Parfilo.

I am 22 and I am an artist.

I don’t have higher education but it hasn’t put me off from what I am. You can check all my works on the website.

http://www.parfilonastya.com instagram - https://www.instagram.com/nastya_parfilo/

On 1 May 2017 I started a new project called 365 Horse Portraits in 365 Days. This

is a challenge to myself.

I’ve needed to draw a painting every day.

I use canvases (15 x 15 cm) and oil paints.

Horses…

Why horses?

Because I care for these animals.

They are beautiful, graceful, intelligent and incredible.

But they are not always treated well. Some owners are cruel; they exhaust them, beat or train them out of their age group.

I want this to stop.

This project is an attempt to draw people’s attention and teach love to these animals.

I have been drawing horses of real people, bloggers, trainers who take care of them, love and cherish. Such people sparked this idea in me.

After the project end, 1 May this year, all the small paintings will combine into a large painting – a mosaic, a horse portrait. 

My dream  to publish an illustrated book about this project with the pictures of all

365 paintings. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Здравствуйте, меня зовут Настя Парфило. Мне 22 года и я художник . Живу в Украине в городе Сумы. У меня нет высшего образования, но это не помешало мне стать тем кем я есть. Все мои работы вы можете посмотреть на сайте. 1 мая 2017 года стартовал мой новый проект под названием “ 365 портретов лошадей за 365 дней”. Это был вызов самой себе. Для этого мне нужно было рисовать каждый день по одной картине. И это оказалось не так просто как казалось Я использовала холсты на картоне (15 х 15 см) и масляные краски. Главное герои картин - лошади. Почему именно лошади ? Потому что я не равнодушна к этим животным. Они красивые, грациозные, умные и невероятные. К ним не всегда правильно относятся. Некоторые владельцы жестоко с ними обращаются, морят голодом, бьют или же тренируют не по возрасту. Я хочу, чтобы это прекратилось. Этот проект - это способ привлечь внимание людей и привить им любовь к этим животным. Я рисовала лошадей реальных людей, блогеров, тренеров, которые заботятся о них, любят их и берегут. Именно такие люди вдохновили меня на такую затею. После окончания проекта, 1 мая этого года, из всех маленьких работ будет сложена огромная картина - мозаика (портрет лошади) И сейчас мне нужна ваша помощь, чтобы осуществить мою мечту. Я хочу издать иллюстрированную книгу об этом проекте с изображениями всех 365 картин.

[fluffedmagpie]

Fireworks? Yeah I sure hope they do

[thecryinglizzard]

I drew awhile ago on my tray stand instead of drawing in my sketch book that was literally right on it. Guess my hand didn’t want to restrain itself; the world is my canvas! Ha ha ha ha, take that mother!

[fluffedmagpie]

Listen to ur momther

[fluffedmagpie]

Who can resist that face?

[fluffedmagpie]

“You gotta work harder mother Nature! You can’t beat me! Come on!!”

- the young child across the way, standing in the intense wind and facing the oncoming storm

[fluffedmagpie]

I was having a crisis mid-study one night. Look at these basic kanji, mocking me

[thecryinglizzard]

The frog army is coming along nicely. I’ve been placing them around the neighborhood on windowsills and have seen them shuffled around a bit— so someone’s been touchin em… was it you, Kyle!?

[fluffedmagpie]

Oh, she frog

[fluffedmagpie]

Y’know, sometime nature just has to be like that