Sunny's Drabbles

Hi! Sunny here! I am the one who provides the story line for @ask-piratealfie. As an inspiring writer, I decided to dedicate this blog solely for any writing drabble that I wish to share. May or may not be fan fiction. May or may not continue the story so be ready for that. I will take requests if there was a particular scene you wanted to see the next part to, and always open to critique. Thanks for stopping by!

[spacetravels]

So you want to make an OC?: A Masterpost of Ways to Create, Develop, and Make Good OCs!

i made this masterpost in hopes that it helps you in making your own OCs ah;; it can also apply to developing RP characters i suppose! if you’d like to add more resources then go for it sugar pea (´ヮ`)!

How to Write Better OCs:

basic tips on how to make your oc even better

tragic backstory? learn how to write one/make yours great

writing specific characters

a wordier, great guide on how to develop your character

kick out those vague descriptions and make them AWESOME

Character Development:

how to actually make an OC

Q&A (to develop characters)

more Q&As

giving your character a backstory

how to write an attractive character

Diversity

adding more racial diversity

avoiding tokenism, AKA, how to add diversity to your cast not just because you “need” it

writing sexuality and gender expression (doesnt include non binary, if you have a good ref to that, please add on!)

masterpost on writing more diversity into your story

cultures of the world

guides to drawing different ethnicities (not just a great art reference, but also really helpful in appearance descriptions!)

Mary Sue/Gary Stu

Test to see if your character is a Sue

Explains subdivisions of Sues/Stus

Powerful Characters Don’t Have to Be Sues

Villains

villain generator

need an evil sounding name for your evil character? bam

villain archetypes

what’s your villain’s motive for being a villain?

Relationships

character perceptions (What your character thinks of themselves and what others think of them)

how to write strong relationships between two characters

8 ways to write better characters and develop their relationships with others

OCxLove Interest Handbook 

develop your couple with good ol’ Q&A!

how to write realistic relationships

how to write relatives for your characters (this is more OC related to a canon character, but will help in writing family members in general)

ARCHETYPES

12 common archetypes

8 archetypes for male/female characters

female archetypes (goes pretty indepth from two main categories)

a list of archetypes

NAMES

how to name your character

random name generator

most common surnames

surnames by ethnicity

APPEARANCE

tips for better design

basic appearance generator

pinterest board for character design (includes NSFW and images of skeletons/exposed muscle (?) so tread carefully!)

clothing ref masterpost

DETAILS

give your character better powers

a list of professions

proactive vs reactive characters

positive and negative traits

interest generator

skills generator

motivation generator

123 ideas for character flaws

list of phobias

again, this is to help inspire you or help establish your OCs! i hope you get a lot of info and help from this ahh ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

[turnabout4what]

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW AMAZING THIS REF IS? PLEASE LOOK AT THIS PLEASE

[querty]

rebloging this because I didn’t know at least 12 of these options

[oc-and-otp-ideas]

hey guys, i know this isn’t a normal imagine your ocs post, but here’s some really good reference !!

[tag-ur-oc]

This has nothing to do with tagging your oc’s but this is really helpful!

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[half-black-phillip]

I’m so mad because this worked

[britney2007spears]

help me roger

[telanu]

Reblogging myself because

Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses

[luthienebonyx]

Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?

O_O

[riskpig]

………my friend has made me curious

[maryburgers]

help me roger

[maryburgers]

Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director

[zombbeans]

These never work for me, but here’s to trying.

[strangenewclassrooms]

I don’t believe in these things

But last time I reblogged one ten/fifteen minutes later I got a call offering me a job

But I reblogged it because I was waiting on hearing back from the job. So there you go.

Roger is cute.

[sugared-violets]

Eh Roger is cute I might as well

[secondlina]

That fish is so happy it makes me happy.

[cinnappo]

Reblogging myself because I reblogged this yesterday and got promoted today!

[mysweetminiaussie]

oh what the hell…lol.

[thefitally-deactivated20170430]

this is important

[virginiaunderthesun]

This anatomy test tomorrow lol

[sunnysdrabbles]

OOC

So scanning through here I realize it looks like I haven't actually written anything in awhile. Sorry I went into writer's hibernation. I think I want finish A Lost Revolution based on popularity, and I have some selfcest one-shots I've been working on. But if you guys have any suggestions of something you want to see, let me know because I'm motivated to try something new.

[bluesfanfiction]

You're a teacher now? That makes me wonder how many of my teachers secretly wrote or read fanfiction.

Ahaha yeah an English teacher. I will say I will not most definitely not be bringing any of my secret fanfiction life into the classroom. The students don’t need to be subjected to that at all. 

It is interesting to wonder though, how many other teachers have hobbies such as fanart or fanfiction. Probably a lot more than we suspect. 

[sunnysdrabbles]

Yes! A fellow teacher who shares the secret fandom life! Lol had to repost when I saw this.

[naity-sama]

Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

[littlestsecret]

Appetite -  craving, demand, gluttony, greed, hunger, inclination, insatiable, longing, lust, passion, ravenousness, relish, taste, thirst, urge, voracity, weakness, willingness, yearning, ardor, dedication, desire, devotion, enthusiasm, excitement, fervor, horny, intensity, keenness, wholeheartedness, zeal

Arouse -  agitate, awaken, electrify, enliven, excite, entice, foment, goad, incite, inflame, instigate, kindle, provoke, rally, rouse, spark, stimulate, stir, thrill, waken, warm, whet, attract, charm, coax, fire up, fuel, heat up, lure, produce, stir up, tantalize, tease, tempt, thrum, torment, wind up, work up

Assault -  attack, advancing, aggressive, assailing, charging, incursion, inundated, invasion, offensive, onset, onslaught, overwhelmed, ruinous, tempestuous, strike, violation, ambush, assail, barrage, bombard, bombardment, crackdown, wound Beautiful -  admirable, alluring, angelic, appealing, bewitching, charming, dazzling, delicate, delightful, divine, elegant, enticing, exquisite, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, grand, magnificent, marvelous, pleasing, radiant, ravishing, resplendent, splendid, stunning, sublime, attractive, beguiling, captivating, enchanting, engaging, enthralling, eye-catching, fetching, fine, fine-looking, good-looking, handsome, inviting, lovely, mesmeric, mesmerizing, pretty, rakish, refined, striking, tantalizing, tempting Brutal -  atrocious, barbarous, bloodthirsty, callous, cruel, feral, ferocious, hard, harsh, heartless, inhuman, merciless, murderous, pitiless, remorseless, rough, rude, ruthless, savage, severe, terrible, unmerciful, vicious, bestial, brute, brutish, cold-blooded, fierce, gory, nasty, rancorous, sadistic, uncompromising, unfeeling, unforgiving, unpitying, violent, wild Burly – able-bodied, athletic, beefy, big, brawny, broad-shouldered, bulky, dense, enormous, great, hard, hardy, hearty, heavily built, heavy, hefty, huge, husky, immense, large, massive, muscular, mighty, outsized, oversized, powerful, powerfully built, prodigious, robust, solid, stalwart, stocky, stout, strapping, strong, strongly built, sturdy, thick, thickset, tough, well-built, well-developed Carnal -  animalistic, bodily, impure, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, libidinous, licentious, lustful, physical, prurient, salacious, sensuous, voluptuous, vulgar, wanton, , coarse, crude, dirty, raunchy, rough, unclean Dangerous -  alarming, critical, fatal, formidable, impending, malignant, menacing, mortal, nasty, perilous, precarious, pressing, serious, terrible, threatening, treacherous, urgent, vulnerable, wicked, acute, damaging, deadly, death-defying, deathly, destructive, detrimental, explosive, grave, harmful, hazardous, injurious, lethal, life-threatening, noxious, poisonous, risky, severe, terrifying, toxic, unsafe, unstable, venomous Dark -  atrocious, corrupt, forbidding, foul, infernal, midnight, morbid, ominous, sinful, sinister, somber, threatening, twilight, vile, wicked, abject, alarming, appalling, baleful, bizarre, bleak, bloodcurdling, boding evil, chilling, cold, condemned, creepy, damned, daunting, demented, desolate, dire, dismal, disturbing, doomed, dour, dread, dreary, dusk, eerie, fear, fearsome, frightening, ghastly, ghostly, ghoulish, gloom, gloomy, grave, grim, grisly, gruesome, hair-raising, haunted, hideous, hopeless, horrendous, horrible, horrid, horrific, horrifying, horror, ill-fated, ill-omened, ill-starred, inauspicious, inhospitable, looming, lost, macabre, malice, malignant, menacing, murky, mysterious, night, panic, pessimistic, petrifying, scary, shadows, shadowy, shade, shady, shocking, soul-destroying, sour, spine-chilling, spine-tingling, strange, terrifying, uncanny, unearthly, unlucky, unnatural, unnerving, weird, wretched Delicious - enticing, exquisite, luscious, lush, rich, savory, sweet, tasty, tempting, appetizing, delectable, flavorsome, full of flavor, juicy, lip-smacking, mouth-watering, piquant, relish, ripe, salty, spicy, scrummy, scrumptious, succulent, tangy, tart, tasty, yummy, zesty Ecstasy -  delectation, delirium, elation, euphoria, fervor, frenzy, joy, rapture, transport, bliss, excitement, happiness, heaven, high, paradise, rhapsody, thrill, blissful, delighted, elated, extremely happy, in raptures (of delight), in seventh heaven, jubilant, on cloud nine, overexcited, overjoyed, rapturous, thrilled Ecstatic -  delirious, enraptured, euphoric, fervent, frenzied, joyous, transported, wild Erotic -  amatory, amorous, aphrodisiac, carnal, earthy, erogenous, fervid, filthy, hot, impassioned, lascivious, lecherous, lewd, raw, romantic, rousing, salacious, seductive, sensual, sexual, spicy, steamy, stimulating, suggestive, titillating, voluptuous, tantalizing Gasp -  catch of breath, choke, gulp, heave, inhale, pant, puff, snort, wheeze, huff, rasp, sharp intake of air, short of breath, struggle for breath, swallow, winded  Heated - ardent, avid, excited, fervent, fervid, fierce, fiery, frenzied, furious, impassioned, intense, passionate, raging, scalding, scorched, stormy, tempestuous, vehement, violent, ablaze, aflame, all-consuming, blazing, blistering, burning, crazed, explosive, febrile, feverish, fired up, flaming, flushed, frantic, hot, hot-blooded, impatient, incensed, maddening, obsessed, possessed, randy, searing, sizzling, smoldering, sweltering, torrid, turbulent, volatile, worked up, zealous Hunger -  appetite, ache, craving, gluttony, greed, longing, lust, mania, mouth-watering, ravenous, voracious, want, yearning, thirst Hungry -  avid, carnivorous, covetous, craving, eager, greedy, hungered, rapacious, ravenous, starved, unsatisfied, voracious, avaricious, desirous, famished, grasping, insatiable, keen, longing, predatory, ravening, starving, thirsty, wanting Intense -  forceful, severe, passionate, acute, agonizing, ardent, anxious, biting, bitter, burning, close, consuming, cutting, deep, eager, earnest, excessive, exquisite, extreme, fervent, fervid, fierce, forcible, great, harsh, impassioned, keen, marked, piercing, powerful, profound, severe, sharp, strong, vehement, violent, vivid, vigorous Liquid -  damp, cream, creamy, dripping, ichorous, juicy, moist, luscious, melted, moist, pulpy, sappy, soaking, solvent, sopping, succulent, viscous, wet / aqueous, broth, elixir, extract, flux, juice, liquor, nectar, sap, sauce, secretion, solution, vitae, awash, moisture, boggy, dewy, drenched, drip, drop, droplet, drowning, flood, flooded, flowing, fountain, jewel, leaky, milky, overflowing, saturated, slick, slippery, soaked, sodden, soggy, stream, swamp, tear, teardrop, torrent, waterlogged, watery, weeping Lithe - agile, lean, pliant, slight, spare, sinewy, slender, supple, deft, fit, flexible, lanky, leggy, limber, lissom, lissome, nimble, sinuous, skinny, sleek, slender, slim, svelte, trim, thin, willowy, wiry Moan - beef, cry, gripe, grouse, grumble, lament, lamentation, plaint, sob, wail, whine, bemoan, bewail, carp, deplore, grieve, gripe, grouse, grumble, keen, lament, sigh, sob, wail, whine, mewl Moving -  (exciting,) affecting, effective  arousing, awakening, breathless, dynamic, eloquent, emotional, emotive, expressive, fecund, far-out, felt in gut, grabbed by, gripping, heartbreaking, heartrending, impelling, impressive, inspirational, meaningful, mind-bending, mind-blowing, motivating, persuasive, poignant, propelling, provoking, quickening, rallying, rousing, significant, stimulating, simulative, stirring, stunning, touching, awe-inspiring, energizing, exhilarating, fascinating, heart pounding, heart stopping, inspiring, riveting, thrilling Need -  compulsion, demand, desperate, devoir, extremity, impatient longing, must, urge, urgency / desire, appetite, avid, burn, craving, eagerness, fascination, greed, hunger, insatiable, longing, lust, taste, thirst, voracious, want, yearning, ache, addiction, aspiration, desire, fever, fixation, hankering, hope, impulse, inclination, infatuation, itch, obsession, passion, pining, wish, yen Pain -  ache, afflict, affliction, agony, agonize, anguish, bite, burn, chafe, distress, fever, grief, hurt, inflame, laceration, misery, pang, punish, sting, suffering, tenderness, throb, throe, torment, torture, smart Painful -  aching, agonizing, arduous, awful, biting, burning, caustic, dire, distressing, dreadful, excruciating, extreme, grievous, inflamed, piercing, raw, sensitive, severe, sharp, tender, terrible, throbbing, tormenting, angry, bleeding, bloody, bruised, cutting, hurting, injured, irritated, prickly, skinned, smarting, sore, stinging, unbearable, uncomfortable, upsetting, wounded Perverted -  aberrant, abnormal, corrupt, debased, debauched, defiling, depraved, deviant, monstrous, tainted, twisted, vicious, warped, wicked, abhorrent, base, decadent, degenerate, degrading, dirty, disgusting, dissipated, dissolute, distasteful, hedonistic, immodest, immoral, indecent, indulgent, licentious, nasty, profligate, repellent, repugnant, repulsive, revolting, shameful, shameless, sickening, sinful, smutty, sordid, unscrupulous, vile  Pleasurable -  charming, gratifying, luscious, satisfying, savory, agreeable, delicious, delightful, enjoyable, nice, pleasant, pleasing, soothing, succulent Pleasure -  bliss, delight, gluttony, gratification, relish, satisfaction, thrill, adventure, amusement, buzz, contentment, delight, desire, ecstasy, enjoyment, excitement, fun, happiness, harmony, heaven, joy, kick, liking, paradise, seventh heaven  Rapacious-  avaricious, ferocious, furious, greedy, predatory, ravening, ravenous, savage, voracious, aggressive, gluttonous, grasping, insatiable, marauding, plundering Rapture -  bliss, ecstasy, elation, exaltation, glory, gratification, passion, pleasure, floating, unbridled joy Rigid -  adamant, austere, definite, determined, exact, firm, hard, rigorous, solid, stern, uncompromising, unrelenting, unyielding, concrete, fixed, harsh, immovable, inflexible, obstinate, resolute, resolved, severe, steadfast, steady, stiff, strong, strict, stubborn, taut, tense, tight, tough, unbending, unchangeable, unwavering Sudden -  abrupt, accelerated, acute, fast, flashing, fleeting, hasty, headlong, hurried, immediate, impetuous, impulsive, quick, quickening, rapid, rash, rushing, swift, brash, brisk, brusque, instant, instantaneous, out of the blue, reckless, rushed, sharp, spontaneous, urgent, without warning Thrust -  (forward) advance, drive, forge, impetus, impulsion, lunge, momentum, onslaught, poke, pressure, prod, propulsion, punch, push, shove, power, proceed, progress, propel (push hard) assail, assault, attack, bear down, buck, drive, force, heave, impale, impel, jab, lunge, plunge, press, pound, prod, ram, shove, stab, transfix, urge, bang, burrow, cram, gouge, jam, pierce, punch, slam, spear, spike, stick Thunder-struck - amazed, astonished, aghast, astounded, awestruck, confounded, dazed, dazed, dismayed, overwhelmed, shocked, staggered, startled, stunned, gob-smacked, bewildered, dumbfounded, flabbergasted, horrified, incredulous, surprised, taken aback  Torment - agony, anguish, hurt, misery, pain, punishment, suffering, afflict, angst, conflict, distress, grief, heartache, misfortune, nightmare, persecute, plague, sorrow, strife, tease, test, trial, tribulation, torture, turmoil, vex, woe Touch -  (physical) - blow, brush, caress, collide, come together, contact, converge, crash, cuddle, embrace, feel, feel up, finger, fondle, frisk, glance, glide, graze, grope, handle, hit, hug, impact, join, junction, kiss, lick, line, manipulate, march, massage, meet, nudge, palm, partake, pat, paw, peck, pet, pinch, probe, push, reach, rub, scratch, skim, slide, smooth, strike, stroke, suck, sweep, tag, tap, taste, thumb, tickle, tip, touching, toy, bite, bump, burrow, buss, bury, circle, claw, clean, clutch, cover, creep, crush, cup, curl, delve, dig, drag, draw, ease, edge, fiddle with, flick, flit, fumble, grind, grip, grub, hold, huddle, knead, lap, lave, lay a hand on, maneuver, manhandle, mash, mold, muzzle, neck, nestle, nibble, nip, nuzzle, outline, play, polish, press, pull, rasp, ravish, ream, rim, run, scoop, scrabble, scrape, scrub, shave, shift, shunt, skate, slip, slither, smack, snake, snuggle, soothe, spank, splay, spread, squeeze, stretch, swipe, tangle, tease, thump, tongue, trace, trail, tunnel twiddle, twirl, twist, tug, work, wrap  (mental) - communicate, examine, inspect, perception, scrutinize Wet - bathe, bleed, burst, cascade, course, cover, cream, damp, dampen, deluge, dip, douse, drench, dribble, drip, drizzle, drool, drop, drown, dunk, erupt, flood, flow, gush, immerse, issue, jet, leach, leak, moisten, ooze, overflow, permeate, plunge, pour, rain, rinse, run, salivate, saturate, secrete, seep, shower, shoot, slaver, slobber, slop, slosh, sluice, spill, soak, souse, spew, spit, splash, splatter, spout, spray, sprinkle, spurt, squirt, steep, stream, submerge, surge, swab, swamp, swill, swim, trickle, wash, water Wicked -  abominable, amoral, atrocious, awful, base, barbarous, dangerous, debased, depraved, distressing, dreadful, evil, fearful, fiendish, fierce, foul, heartless, hazardous, heinous, immoral, indecent, intense, mean, nasty, naughty, nefarious, offensive, profane, scandalous, severe, shameful, shameless, sinful, terrible, unholy, vicious, vile, villainous, wayward, bad, criminal, cruel, deplorable, despicable, devious, ill-intentioned, impious, impish, iniquitous, irreverent, loathsome, Machiavellian, mad, malevolent, malicious, merciless, mischievous, monstrous, perverse, ruthless, spiteful, uncaring, unkind, unscrupulous, vindictive, virulent, wretched Writhe -  agonize, bend, jerk, recoil, lurch, plunge, slither, squirm, struggle, suffer, thrash, thresh, twist, wiggle, wriggle, angle, arc, bow, buck, coil, contort, convulse, curl, curve, fidget, fight, flex, go into spasm, grind, heave, jiggle, jolt, kick, rear, reel, ripple, resist, roll, lash, lash out, screw up, shake, shift, slide, spasm, stir, strain, stretch, surge, swell, swivel, thrust, turn violently, tussle, twitch, undulate, warp, worm, wrench, wrestle, yank 

[aghostnotaguardian-archive]

//MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS - HERE IS THE ANSWER TO THE PROBLEM OF FINDING THAT RIGHT WORD!!!!!

[shades-of-orange]

I’ve reblogged it before, and I’ll reblog it again

[sunnysdrabbles]

Sorry I didn’t do my Munday thing today if any of you were particularly looking forward to that. I just got internet back and that’s the tornado in the background that took it!

Luckily, I’m okay. Things definitely got scary here for a little bit. Other than minor damage, my apartment is still good too! Hope to get things posted soon when it's not as crazy here. ;)

[sunnysdrabbles]

Character Development

This is my favorite part of the writing process! Making your audience want to love your character is most of the battle, and it drives me nuts as a beta reader to read characters that aren’t remotely likeable. You want your MC to be a villain? Awesome! But even if he’s a bad guy, I still need to find some way to root for the bastard. Deadpool is probably the best example I can come up with. He is a narcissistic asshole with a big mouth and a bigger love for violence. Yet, he is one of the most popular characters in Marvel, why? Because he’s relatable, he’s fresh, he’s funny, and he’s likeable.

So how can you make your character likeable?

Step 1: Avoid One-Dimensional Characters

So what is a one dimensional character? It’s when your character is solely focused around one thing. For instance, if I wanted to make America a one-dimensional character, I make him a hero and done. He goes around screaming I’m the hero! And saving everyone even if they don’t want to be saved, and that’s all you get out of his story.

Here’s how you add the next dimension: Why is he the hero? What compels him to want to save people? Has he ever come across someone who didn’t want to be saved? How did he react in that situation? These kinds of questions develop your character as someone with ranging emotions, goals, a background, and now America isn’t just the hero.

You can keep building up from there. If he’s the hero because of some misplaced obligation to others, where did he get that from? If he’s compelled to save people because he believes it’s his duty, who assigned him that task? Not only does it develop your character, but it also develops your plot.

 Step 2: Avoid Mary Sues

Look, I’m not saying don’t make your character smart, attractive, athletic, etc. because there are actually real people in the world like that. I, personally, am one of those people who literally want to try everything. What you have to bear in mind is, they may not be the best at everything. Girls, I’m all for feminism, but let’s be honest, if you were going to wrestle with a man twice your size, I don’t care how badass you are, you will probably lose if the man is any type of decent fighter. Sure your character is incredibly smart and talented, but that probably means they are also incredibly stressed out and pressured to be the best.

What we are trying to get at here is life can’t come easy for your character because life can’t come easy for anybody. Everyone has fears, everyone has moments of self-doubt, everyone has obstacles they can’t overcome on the first try or the second try or the fiftieth try. If your character has been accused of being a Mary Sue, but you have developed them with these trials then you need to show it more in the story. Let their fears shine through. Even if they keep up a strong front with the other characters, there shouldn’t be a front with your audience. Let the readers pick your character apart. It’s our favorite pastime.

Step 3: Play with Your Character

If it’s a character I’ve fallen in love with, I am practically torturing the poor soul. A good place to start is a writing meme. Let it revolve solely around your character. Put them in a different AU. Take another character you love that they have absolutely no way of interacting with, and write out what would happen. RP with it. I love Miitomo right now because some of the questions they ask are difficult to answer unless you’re really inside the head of your character. If you come to a question you can’t answer, that usually means you have some more development to do either with your character or with your plot. The important thing is we won’t love them if you don’t love them.

 Character Development Sites:

http://www.writerswrite.com/journal/jun98/how-to-create-a-character-profile-6986

http://fuckyeahcharacterdevelopment.tumblr.com/post/50825149893/character-sheets-and-character-creation

http://www.epiguide.com/ep101/writing/charchart.html

Also if anyone is looking to RP on Miitomo, I use my @ask-piratealfie and my Twitter is sunshinew_rain. I’m always looking for more friends! :)

[sunnysdrabbles]

Greener on the Other Side

Punk England AU

Summary: Arthur thought making it big and becoming a rockstar was his dream come true. However, he begins to reflect on what he gave up to get there, and comes to the realization that his old life wasn’t so bad. Now that he’s back in London, he wants to make amends and find what he’s been missing in his new life.

((Clearly, I’ve decided to try my hand at England fics. Don’t know if I want to continue, but it’s a plot bunny I’ve had for awhile.))

              The sweat dripped from his blonde hair down into his face as he danced and wailed song lyrics under the harsh spotlights. The plugs in his ears kept him from blowing out his eardrums as he moved his fingers expertly along the amplified guitar in his hands. He smirked at the thousands of fans screaming his name, but the sentiment didn’t reach his piercing emerald eyes. This was his third concert this week, and he was tired. Tired of the traveling, tired of the long hours, and just tired of the repetitiveness of it all.

               The final note rang out from his axe, and he held his hand up for emphasis as the deafening crowd continued to cheer. He knew they wanted more from him, but one quick glance at the rest of the band and he knew they were as tired as him. Hell, they played five encores already. Union Jack grabbed the microphone in front of him waving to the crowd.

               “Thank you London!” He shouted above the roar. “I always love coming back home, and you’ve been a great audience to play for! Cheers!”

               With that he walked off the stage where the crew was waiting to take his guitar and hand him a towel and water.

               “Nice work Arthur. I especially loved the patriotism.” Yao remarked dryly.

               Jack responded by flipping his agent off as he finished his entire drink.

               “In case you’ve forgotten, Ivan wants me to be called Jack at all times.” Jack scolded.

               Yao raised an eyebrow. “You were the one who wanted an alias if I remember correctly.”

               Jack rolled his eyes. There was no point in getting into an argument with him right here.

               “Come on Jack, we’ve got awesome autographs to sign!” Jack’s drummer announced slapping him on the back.

               Jack resisted the urge to groan as the albino raced ahead. Even Kiku, their silent keyboard and bassist, performed the next of their duties without a fuss. It just wore Jack out even more. It was like having to go to a second job after pouring all of your energy into the first one. The blonde gave Yao a pleading look, but the agent shooed him away as well. Jack sighed loudly as he pulled a pair of sunglasses out of his jacket pocket and put them on. This was going to be a long night.

               After an hour and half of signing anything given to him and taking pictures with his fans, Jack was finally given some relief as he slipped into the back of his limo. He wanted nothing more than to go back to the hotel and pour himself some scotch, but unfortunately his night wasn’t finished yet.

               “To the after-party Sir?” The driver confirmed.

               “I suppose.” Jack grumbled his face in his hand as he stared out the window into the city he used to know so well.

               It had been four years. Four years since he gave up his life as a businessman and entered the world of punk rock. It had always been his dream to play and write music for a living. However, lately he found himself wondering if it was actually all it was cracked up to be. Not that he regretted quitting his job. Business had definitely not been his first choice and probably wouldn’t have been an option at all had his brother not gotten in trouble with the law and he felt like he needed to provide for his mother at that point. Still there was something from that life that he knew he was missing now. He just wish he knew what it was. The driver cleared his throat jolting Jack out of his thoughts.

               “We’ve arrived Sir.”

               Jack rolled his eyes at the obvious statement thankful, not for the first time, he had started wearing sunglasses in public. Day or night. For one thing, he was still self-conscious from when he used to have large thick eyebrows. For another, he was far too cynical and sarcastic and the media had enough of his faux pas. Without another word, he stepped out of the vehicle and headed for the penthouse suite that had been rented out for the occasion. Flashes began to go off in his face. Just more paparazzi. He calmly walked past them and entered the building. A large man in a black shirt waited at the bottom of the elevator. Jack didn’t say a word to him as he pressed the button and rode to the top. People, loud music, and downplayed lights are what bombarded Jack’s senses as he stepped off.

               “Bloody hell! It’s Union Jack!”

               “Union Jack, over here!”

               “We love you Jack!”

               Jack forced his mouth to twist into a small smile as he waved to the people who had rich enough families to buy their way in. Occasionally, he had to sign a few things or take more pictures, but he never stopped his journey to the VIP section in the back. When he got there, the first thing he did was hit the bar.

               “There you are Jackie.” A high-pitched voice squealed as they wrapped their slender arms around his neck.

               “’Ello love.” He greeted emotionlessly as he turned to face the woman.

               She had beautiful sun-kissed tan skin, large bright chocolate eyes, and gorgeous wavy brunette hair which was all accented by the slimming cream colored dress she was in. In short she was breathtaking, but such was to be expected from the most highly paid international model, Michelle Delorie. She shot him a dazzling smile before leaning in and kissing him softly. Jack temporarily forgot his troubles as he deepened it slipping his tongue in through her defenses before finally pulling away.

               “That was naughty.” She murmured in his ear seductively.

               “Then do I have a surprise for you later.” He responded in the same tone.

               She giggled latching onto his arm affectionately which allowed him to drink his whiskey. He was probably going to need it.

               Jack didn’t know how many hours he sat there drinking and socializing. Everything just seemed to blur together. It just seemed so monotonous at this point. He knew he had to have left somewhere close to six that morning. He took Michelle back to his hotel room like he said he would, but she had to leave later that morning for a photo shoot. By the time Jack woke up at two in the afternoon, he was completely alone and very hungover. He didn’t want to, but he knew he had to get up.

               The first thing he did was pull out his phone to see he had several missed calls and voicemails from his agent. The first couple were Yao ranting about how the paparazzi got some less than glamorous photos of him from his night out, and how he was going to have to do damage control. The next one, he had finally calmed down enough to explain that even though he was on break, he shouldn’t treat his month in London like a vacation. There was still work to be done.

               Jack instantly deleted them all, and headed towards the living room of his suite to order room service. When he first started out, he would have been embarrassed that he had been caught drunk, but he hardly considered it news anymore.

               Jack plopped down on the couch rubbing a hand through his hair when he noticed something odd on the coffee table. There was a small brown package, not addressed to Union Jack, but to Arthur Kirkland. Almost too eagerly, he ripped into it pulling out the letter on top. He scanned over it rolling his eyes before furrowing his eyebrows as he continued. Then he froze. He gripped the letter tighter reading through it again, and again, and again, but unfortunately the words didn’t change. The horrible wrenching sensation in his heart didn’t let up. And for the first time in a really long time, Jack wasn’t thinking of himself.

               Dear Jackass,

                               This is your brother, Alistair. Just thought you would need the reminder. Since you haven’t answered any of our calls lately, it would surprise you to know Mum has been sick for the last couple of months. Real sick. Because of that, we were asking if you wanted to come home and see her for the last time. Unfortunately, you missed your chance. Mum died last night, ironically while you were in your precious concert. Her funeral is next week, but we don’t expect you to show up. Congratulations on your new life. I hope it’s been worth the sacrifices.

               Your former brother,

                               Alistair Kirkland

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Sense of a Spark

Happy Munday! This is my writing advice piece for the week. Like I said, I’m no expert, but this works for me and my hope is that I’ve helped at least one person out of the writing hell of writer’s block.

So you have been inspired to write! Congratulations! You’re next question is what to do from here? Some people say there are two types of writers: those who meticulously outline and those who wing it. From someone who does both, I think it has more to do with the way you were inspired.

When I’m inspired by a setting:

I’m one of those people who have a dream, look at a piece of artwork, or read a particular world-building setting, and I’m hooked. I have an entire story idea ready to go. For example, I recently was reading the top ten most underappreciated paranormal beings and came across the rusalka. For any of you who have read my new story idea, clearly I was inspired.

I’m slow with it though because I’m in the meticulously planning stage which is usually what happens when I get inspired by something I see. Basically, I sit down and plot out each of the following:

·         Characters- personalities, relationships, goals, development in general

·         Interactions- when do I want them to meet, how they meet, their thoughts on the other characters

·         Places- does the story take place in several different spots or one in particular? What does it look like? Do we meet any new characters there?

·         Background Stories- I will plan out background stories for my most minor characters on the off-chance it’s necessary to the story because even if it’s not, it’ll help you create a more compelling character when you need to use those one scene characters.

·         Timeline- Everything from the earliest background story to the ending gets placed in a timeline

·         Plotline- Make a summary for each scene using your timeline. This will give you a more complete outline. It certainly doesn’t have to be five pages worth of prose either. That will come in your actual story. Just one or two sentences to remind you of what is supposed to happen at that moment in time.

·         Maps- If you do use a lot of fictional places, you’re going to want to know where point A and point B are and how the characters go about getting there.

·         Anything else that’s going to help you in creating this story, get it plotted out. I was working on an AU where all the Disney kingdoms were linked together in a steampunk universe, and I felt like it would help me get into the story by making their costumes. You don’t have to do this. It’s easier for me to write if I have a visual of what I want.

PROS and CONS

Pros: It’s done. Writer’s block will never be an issue because all you have to do is copy down exactly what you have adding in the minor details and dialogue. It may change as you write the story and that’s okay! Your story will develop a mind of its own the more you delve into it and really see how your characters interact.

Cons: It’s done. Sometimes my motivation at this point goes right out the window because essentially I’ve already written the story. In my head, I’m ready to move on to the next one. If you are like me and feel complete after this part, set it down. You wanted to write it for a reason. You love these characters and plot. Just like the Harry Potter books, you will want to pick it up again. Leave it alone, and come back with a fresh mind, and it becomes much easier.

 When I’m inspired by a scene:

So this is where you have a conversation with somebody or you watch a funny line of dialogue, and this scene runs through your head and you construct an entire story around this scene. I’m always bad about having mental conversations, and think “that was a great comeback no one will ever hear”. Sometimes it may be events in my life that I think, that would be really cool if this character was doing that instead. Alfred falling out of the tree in my AmeBela drabble was one of these events.

Now with this kind of inspiration, I want to knock out as much of the story as possible. I write a whole bunch of scenes in no particular order, and then go back to try to piece them together. In my notes it may be something like (outline from my Lost Revolution):

·         (America gets taken by France into the resistance.)

·         America greets Great Britain.

·         Canada asks for America’s help.

·         (Great Britain shows up to America’s house.)

·         ….

The ones in parentheses are already written out, and the one liners just remind me of what I need to add to really make one scene flow into the other.

PROS and CONS

Pros: Flexibility. There’s a freedom to how you want to write it that doesn’t require you to sift through your outline like in the first method. It keeps it exciting and new in your mind which helps with keeping it alive.

Cons: Flexibility. Once you get the parts that are in your head down, I have the worst writer’s block when it comes to filling in the gaps. It part of the reason why part 2 of anything on this blog is a major timeskip. So my advice on this is similar to my earlier advice. One, plan out the parts in between better to make it something you want to go back to, and two, leave it alone for a while.

I have a ton of “abandoned works” that just sit in a file on my computer waiting for me to pull up again. Some of them will never get revived and I keep them solely for the learning experience. Others, I pull back up, remember how excited I was, and find a way to improve them and get me back into them. The main idea to pull away from this is to just write. I have to remind myself constantly that the only way anyone can see the awesome world I built is if I put in words for them because I am crap at public speaking. So that’s out. Don’t worry if your way isn’t like mine or another writing blog’s. Find something that works for you, that gets yourself organized, and create something magical.

[sunnysdrabbles]

OOC

Sorry guys for having not updated in a while! We're moving so I've been busy with packing and throwing crap away. So I had a thought, and I've decided on Monday's rather than do the usual about the mun posts, I was going to give writing advice.

Now I am by no means an expert, but I've certainly picked up enough do's and don't's in the years I've been writing to pass it along. You can certainly ask me about anything I post if you want to know more about it, and if you disagree with anything I post, cool! This is just stuff I've found that has worked for me, and if you want to debate it with me I'm all ears.

If you don't want to hear my ramblings, I'll tag it as #sunnysadvice and you can blacklist it. Of course, I'll still be open to Munday stuff if you guys want to ask personal questions. Hopefully I'll get back to posting more stories soon. Thanks guys, and I'll see you tomorrow!

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me, the motherfucker with over 50 abandoned works in progress: i have another idea

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Captain Kirkland Meets Elizabeth

Gonna change pace real fast and post a little England one-shot I had made long ago while I’m still trying to get over being sick.

Setting: It’s mere days before the invasion of the Spanish Armada, and while the pirate life has been treating Captain Kirkland well, he finds himself captured and trapped in an English prison to await judgement until a certain royal pays him a visit...

Historical Plot- Canon England/Queen Elizabeth I

              Arthur pulled at his shackles one more time before giving up on the futility of it. He let his head hit the back wall wincing slightly as something cool and wet latched itself into his golden locks. He couldn’t help smirking bitterly at the irony of it all. He claimed no cell could hold him, and yet he was trapped in none other than a British prison.

               Arthur tried to work up some anger at his position or at least a drive to escape, but he felt so empty and lost. Was he actually losing touch with his country? Could something like that happen? He broke away from his thoughts at the sound of a heavy wrought iron door being open from above. He looked away disinterested at the addition of another prisoner. The footsteps that echoed against the rocks were only a singular set though. One that was getting closer. Arthur tensed knowing exactly who it was now, but still refused to give it his attention. Even after the footsteps stopped outside his cell.

               “Hello Mr. England.”

               Arthur flinched at being called by his country name, but otherwise didn’t react. This didn’t deter his visitor though.

               “I can’t imagine it’s too comfortable down here. We could go back to the castle if you prefer.”

               “What do you want Elizabeth?” Arthur groaned in annoyance.

               The beautiful auburn queen glared down at the blonde before her with her piercing chocolate eyes.

               “You.” She snapped. “As much as you bloody well haven’t been acting like it, you are my country. I pledge my allegiance to you, you damn git.”

               Arthur finally faced her, the smirk on his face not reaching his eyes. “What prize do I get for making a queen swear?”

               Elizabeth stood there smoldering with pity, disappointment, and hurt swirling in her eyes. He turned his gaze towards the ceiling trying to ignore the tug at his heart.

               “I’m sorry.” She finally spat haughtily. “For whatever I did to offend you. But I am trying to be a good leader for you and our people. All I want is a little bit of respect and your acceptance.”

               Arthur took her rant in stride still finding the stones above him to be the most interesting thing. It was silent for a beat before he heard her audibly sigh.

               “Fine. You would not be England if you weren’t stubborn, and I understand that.” She stated sounding more regal. “Normally for your crimes as a pirate you would be hung, but since we both know I can’t give that order, I bid you ado Captain.”

               Arthur couldn’t stop himself from chuckling which in turn caused Elizabeth to pause in her departure. He knew she would wait there to hear him out anyways so he grudgingly stated what was on his mind.

               “You were always my favorite. You remind me of your father which is why I always knew if you took the throne…it would be the right choice.”

               Arthur shifted uncomfortably. At this point it felt like he was speaking more to himself than what he was her.

               “It hurt me when your father died.” Arthur admitted softly. “Then little Philip had to go far before his time…Mary taking the crown was my breaking point though. She was foolheaded and too rash. That’s when I took up the Kraken as Captain Arthur Kirkland. It felt good to be able to take matters in my own hands and…I can’t go back to being what I was.”

               He turned to Elizabeth pleadingly noticing the surprise in her eyes at this point.

               “I have more respect now than I ever did as a nation. I can’t go back to being that little brother everyone likes to bully.”

               Elizabeth slowly lowered herself down to his level, getting on her knees in that dingy prison, and grasping the bars of the cell tightly. She didn’t care if she didn’t look like a queen in that moment. She had found herself connecting more with her nation in the last five minutes than she had in all her years growing up beside him.

               “I know what it’s like to be the black sheep of the family.” She implored.

               Arthur winced at her wording, but she could tell she had captured his attention. She took that as encouragement to continue.

               “I don’t want to just bring you back to your former self England. I plan to make you great.”

               Arthur’s resolve wavered with the strength of her words. She seemed like she meant what she said, but he quickly diverted his gaze laughing skeptically.

               “Pretty words Lizzy, but that’s all they ever are.”

               “That’s because when most people say it, they don’t have a plan.” Elizabeth stated confidently.

               Arthur raised an eyebrow. “And you do?”

               She nodded. “One that involves getting back at a certain Spanish friend of yours.”

               Arthur’s smirk returned along with the fire in his eyes.

               “I’ll need a crew.” He conditioned.

               She got up brushing off her knees. “I figured.”

               “That’s a lot of pardons to write.” He teased while his enthusiasm grew.

               She unlocked the cell door. “If I manage to stop the entire Spanish armada, who’s really going to notice?”

               Arthur rubbed his wrists after she unlocked his shackles. The ruthless part of him realized that he was free now, and the only person standing between him and his freedom was a soft noble. However, he realized there was something incorrect in that. Lizzy wasn’t soft, and he didn’t have to steal back his freedom this time. He slowly got to his feet, and she handed him his hat.

               “So Captain?” She questioned a light in her eyes.

               Arthur smiled widely accepting his hat and bowing deeply.

               “I am at your service, Your Majesty.”

((But seriously? The Virgin Queen having no love but for her country? I ship this hard!))

[anon-omis]

To all of you writers who produce 5,000 word chapters, kudos to you.

To all of you writers who produce 1,000 word chapters, kudos to you.

To all of you writers who do multi-chapter fics, kudos to you.

To all of you writers who do one shots and dabbles, kudos to you.

Original works? Kudos to you.

Fanfiction? Kudos to you.

Just started writing? Kudos to you.

Been writing for years? Kudos to you.

Write stories that you don’t share but look at fondly because you love it? Kudos to you.

I am a firm believer that no one type of writing is better than another. The love and energy you put into your work is what matters. You all deserve kudos. So just know that if you feel like no one is reading or no one cares that I am, and I do.

Keep up all the great work you brilliant people.

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Disney/Sin M!A Fanfic

This is for @askthe2pamerica for showing me their awesome fanfic over the M!A I put in their ask box. So here you go Bear! I just figured this would be easier. Also going to tag @askthe2pcanada cuz its their muse too. Like I said Bear, I owe you one original moment after this, but enjoy. 

Disclaimer! : Please do not influence the M!A based on my drabble, that was for you guys and I want you to do it your way not mine. ;)

2p!Ame/2p!Can

A hitch in his breath was the only sign to the sobs threatening to escape. The curse had advanced past the point of hope, and both nations knew it. Allen stared pitifully down at the solid, crystal version of his friend, and hated the darkness that seeped out of him threatening to break the perfect statue.

                 “Don’t cry, Allen.” The breathy remnants of the blonde’s once clear, deep boom ordered.

                 Allen winced in fear as the glass vibrated unable to process how delicate he was. Everyone knew Andrew was not a fragile person, but his body no longer reflected the spirit. Or according to the Enchantress perfectly reflected it. Allen could feel his anger flare even thinking about that witch. Sure, they weren’t good, but they weren’t bad either. Not enough to deserve this fate. He could and would crush her if they ever met.

Allen bent over clutching his heart as a new wave of darkness washed over him subjecting himself to a power boost that was not comforting. When he felt he could look up again, he saw Andrew’s glass head turned towards him. There was just a slight bit of color left to his face and eyes. The rest was see-through. Even as deep under the curse as he was, Andrew was still able to morph his expression into the smallest tinge of worry.

“Go. You don’t have much time left.” He persisted.

This was a conversation they’ve been having for what felt like the last five hours. Allen gave a humorless chuckle shaking his head.

“Neither do you.”

“I have none left.”

Allen looked at the clock. There was still three minutes until midnight. He didn’t know if that was supposed to be taken literally or figuratively like the Doomsday Clock, but so far it was shaking out to be the previous. Allen racked his brain as he felt himself hyperventilate. Selfless deed. Selfless deed? What could Andrew possibly do in three minutes worthy of breaking the spell when he could barely even talk? He wasn’t an optimist though, and it was taking all of his strength not to accept the reality before him. He fell to his knees tightly clutching the sheets underneath the cold body of his friend and lover closing his eyes against the unsettling sight.

“Please. Don’t.” He begged so softly he wasn’t sure Andrew heard him.

Something smooth and light slid across his hand, and Allen held stock still knowing any move he made could break Andrew’s hand clean off. He knew the effort it was taking the Canadian as he heard the pops and cracks from his joints.

“Be humble.” Andrew rasped in a way that sounded like a breath of air passing through a whistle.

“I’ve tried.” Allen spat bitterly.

“No.”

Allen had to hide a smirk imagining the annoyed groan that would have accompanied that little word had Andrew had the ability to put emotion in his voice.

“I know how to fix it.”

Allen met his gaze guiltily as he was overcome with anticipation, amazement, and distress all at once.

“You don’t…I don’t need you to…” He tried to argue weakly but instantly shut up when Andrew started speaking again.

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while now. It’s partly why I’ve accepted this fate.”

For a moment, Allen could of sworn he was the one turning in the statue as he stared unmoving, unable to think, and unable to breathe. Accepted this fate. Andrew had given up on himself, given up on them ages ago. He was the only idiot who still thought they stood a chance at a happy ending.

“You have to lose the one thing you want to hold onto the most to truly learn humility.” Andrew expressed. “If I’m gone, you’ll be free.”

Allen gawked at the blonde’s awful words. He was going to sacrifice himself, for Allen? No, no, no! That wasn’t good enough! That wasn’t fair! Allen felt tears stream down his face at Andrew’s tired face with the soft, ironic smile. This was his moment. He would never get another moment to tell him how he felt if he didn’t take it now.

“Andrew, I…”

Suddenly, the other man froze. The light began to leave his eyes as the color forever drained from his face. Allen was horror-struck. His ruby eyes darted back to the clock right as its digital face changed to the time he dreaded most. It was midnight.

“No! Andrew, NOOOOOO!!” He wailed waiting for some small moment from the statue to let him know he was still in there somewhere.

Allen searched the face he knew so well for a sign of life, but none came. Sobs poured from his throat in an emotional sympathy he was all but deaf to hear. Pangs seized his heart, but these felt different from the darkness. It was sharper and cut deeper, full of agony and despair. Because honestly, what a stupid and worthless cause to have died for. Even if it did free Allen, how was he supposed to live with the fact that his curse killed Andrew. That he wasn’t strong enough save the other man. That he was…utterly and totally powerless.

He felt it more than saw it. A bright light filled the corner of a room growing brighter until it took the outline of a woman. She had fair hair and skin, and there was an ethereal quality about her that made her seem foreign and intangible. He knew, despite having never seen her before, that this was the woman who had ruined all of their lives. This was the Enchantress.

“You bitch.” He growled placing himself defensively between her and Andrew.

She didn’t even seem phased as she advanced towards him.

“Hello, Allen F. Taylor, I’m glad we are finally able to meet.”

Her voice was hollow and yet musical at the same time. He grit his teeth against the adrenaline rushing through his body pushing all his nerves on end. He had been around for centuries, and yet had never met another being that could set him on edge by merely saying his name.

“G-Go away!” He tried to assert holding his ground. “We’re sick of your fucking meddling.”

Her head tilt slightly giving him a view of her pure gold eyes as she seemed to size him up. Finally, she nodded satisfied.

“You have learned your lesson splendidly.” She noted as her delicate fingers brushed against his chest.

Allen’s breath caught at the sensation her touch left. It was as if she had gone straight through his body and stroked his very being. It was unnatural, and the way his heart clenched assured him, unwanted as well. While he was frozen in place trying to get over that pins and needles feeling that he was left with, she glided towards the bed. He watched her hand cup Andrew’s face and growled venomously giving her a dark look. Once again, she was impervious to his threats.

“Don’t fucking touch him.” He challenged.

She didn’t look back at him as she stared sadly down at Andrew’s form. A small crystalline tear slid down her perfect face and landed in the middle of Andrew’s forehead. Finally, she looked back to Allen.

“You think me cruel.” She accused.

“Yes.” Allen answered an eyebrow raised in question.

She shook her head softly as if he were nothing more than an unruly child.

“I am harsh in my lessons, but gentle in my rewards. One selfless act deserves another.”

Allen watched in awe as the tear that fell onto Andrew rippled through his body with a golden light akin to the Enchantress. His cold, glassy exterior began to melt revealing his Andrew once more how he used to be. Allen couldn’t even hardly believe it. It was too good to be true. However, when Andrew began to blink those gorgeous lilac eyes open, Allen couldn’t resist throwing himself onto the blonde body wrapping him tightly in a desperate hug.

“You’re back. You’re okay.” He cried.

Andrew paused in surprise before he returned the gesture planting a gentle kiss to the brunette’s temple.

“I am. Thanks to you.”

Allen wanted to argue how that wasn’t true. That Andrew was the one to have figured it out, but instead he settled for planting his lips on the other in a passionate display of longing and relief. It was probably the best kiss they had ever shared, but for whatever reason Andrew pulled away early. Allen looked up questioningly only to see his eyes narrowed behind him. The brunette turned to see the Enchantress retreating back to the corner from where she first arrived from.

“Wait.” Andrew demanded.

Allen looked at him warily before watching the witch turn to them with a carefree smile that Allen was sure was supposed to be akin to joy.

“Why?” The blonde continued with a curious lit to his normally stoic voice.

She hummed in thought, and the very air seemed to vibrate.

“You immortals have learned many of the gifts this world has to offer, but cherish is not one of them. Time is both your enemy and your friend because when you walk many lifetimes, anything worth cherishing you take for granted. The love you two share should be cherished forever. It will be your greatest weapon against the evils of mortal sins. Do not fall prey to such lowly tricks again.”

Allen and Andrew shared a look blushing slightly. Had they really been taking each other for granted? Allen thought of all the fights they’ve had through the centuries, and how he had never been quick to reconcile because he knew they could fix it later. He supposed there was some truth in her words. It still didn’t mean he trusted her.

“What about my curse?” Allen questioned wondering if the darkness was truly gone.

“Your soul belongs to you, and whomever you deem worthy enough to share it with.” She assured.

Allen couldn’t help releasing the sigh of relief. Just like how she appeared, her body began to glow in a strong golden light before dissipating. He thought maybe that was it when her disembodied voice shook the room.

“As per our deal, I will be your friend on the other side.”

With that pleasant thought hanging over them, Andrew and Allen sat there for several seconds trying to absorb the fact that it really was over.

“Well it sounds like you have some powerful new friends, don’t let it go to your head.” Andrew teased.

Allen groaned. “I am so over power for a while.”

“In that case…” Andrew voice grew husky before he flipped their positions pinning the brunette beneath him.

Allen blinked in surprise before a smirk twisted his features, and he reached up pulling the Canadian’s mouth closer to him. Cherish, huh? He could do that.

((Thank you muns for letting me trash your muses! I really did have fun writing this, and to anyone reading who doesn’t follow them...go do it right now!!))

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Good Man

   Songfic based off “Good Man” from Devour the Day (which I do not own nor have rights to).

2p America, 2p Germany- friendship/angst

Warning: language, blood mention, general 2p- ness

            For the personifications of the countries of the world, they had life pretty much figured out. There wasn’t much they couldn’t get away with. They killed and plumage and enslaved each other the same as their people. However, just because they were above the laws of humanity didn’t mean they didn’t have their own set of rules. In fact, there was one major law that they clung to above all else: Never put your desires before that of your people. Because if you did, you succeeded in tearing yourself away from your purpose in the world, and would be doomed to a special form of hell. An eternity trapped in your sins since you died as your land did. Every country heeded this warning with the utmost caution. However, two fairly young countries were going to learn the hard way the details of this transformation.

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((Shameless reblog while working on things.))

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Disney Princess Sins M!A Masterlist

((So I made a thing...and then I started sending it out to a bunch of blogs signed as the Enchantress. O.O

If you want to use them, please tag me!))

Prickly MA: You want what the others have. You wish you were just like them, and that envy is transforming you. For every envious thought you have, the green fire will consume you little by little. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. Once it has taken control completely, you will become a black, cold-blooded reptile feeding off other’s happiness. Only a selfless act of kindness from a soul you know well will break the spell.

Just One Bite MA: You gluttonous behavior leads less to be desired. All you do is take and take, but never give. For every selfish desire you have, you will find yourself transforming more and more into a crippled, ancient shell of the man you once were. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. There is no hope unless someone’s temperance is enough to entice a selfless act from you. Only then will the spell be broken.

Cave of Wonders MA: Treasure comes in all shapes and sizes, and you thrive off yours. The pain and sorrow of others is meaningless in your greed. Therefore, every time you seek out your treasure, you will gain more. How is this a curse? After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. That greed will take hold until no longer do we see a man, but a cold blooded snake. Charity is the key. Only after someone is brave enough to show you an act of true kindness that can thaw your icy heart will you be set free.

Unfortunate Souls MA: It is not wrong to love another, but to lust after them is a different story. For every passionate thought you have that does not equate real love, your bottom half will start to transform into a scaly, aquatic being. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. No, poor dear, you are not to be a mermaid, but a devilish siren that thrives on bloodlust. To save yourself from this lowly existence, find someone who will kiss you for chastity, not lust.

Change Your Fate MA: You are the guiltiest of all. Your arrogance and conceit will be your undoing as it forces you into a lowly existence. Any egotistical thought that passes through your head will lose you your humanity. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. You will be dragged back to a primitive state as a four legged animal living off nothing but your instincts. I hesitate to offer you such mercy, but should you find someone who can appeal to your humility, your fate will be changed.

Midnight MA: The clock is ticking. You’re running out of time, but that probably doesn’t bother you. You are a lazy and apathetic person, and just like the pumpkin, it all runs out at midnight. All it takes is simply ignoring another person’s strife or pure abandonment, and your transformation begins. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. You wish to laze about? Then slowly you will become immobile until you are nothing more than a glass statue. The one who is diligent enough to coax you into a selfless deed will be the one to set you free.

Beastly MA: I have seen your anger…and I am unimpressed. You will not find a wrath as beastly as what I can conjure. For your lack of patience, I have lost mine. Every time you choose to act hot-blooded, it will release the beast inside. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. After your transformation is complete, your hideous, monstrous form will remain true. Remember, patience is a virtue, and it is this virtue you must act on with the one you despise the most in order to be free.

Frozen Heart MA: What do you think life has given you, that it has no one else? You are afraid because you demand from others that which cannot be taken. A bully acting on a sense of self-entitlement. You will learn true fear because your punishment is not aimed at you. For every harsh act you perform, I will freeze the one you hold dear until they’re nothing more than a block of ice. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. Show me you are courageous enough to accomplish an act of true love, and I will release my spell.

What Once Was Mine MA: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. To me, your narcissistic tendencies make you the worst form of ugly. So let the outside reveal the inside. At any point you choose to act on vanity, your natural beauty ebbs away. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. The finale of this transformation will reveal a hideous, miserable witch. Want a way out? Sacrifice your conceit for generosity in the eyes of someone close to you, and the spell will be broken.

 My Friends on the Other Side MA: Absolute power corrupts absolutely. You have yet to learn this yet as you continue to wheel and deal. I have a friend who goes by the name of the shadow man. See if you can accept his deal: every attempt at gaining power will be met with darkness. After the initial trigger, it will become increasingly difficult to resist. At the end of this game, he gets your soul. Should you show to someone close to you that you can be humble, then you will be free and have gained a new friend in me.

((Virtual cookie for anyone who can name the sins and the movie!))