do you guys ever have very vivid ideas for characters, relationships and settings, but you have like 7% of a plot together, yet you want to start writing it so badly, despite the fact that it’s not your main wip? welcome to my life right now.
(This drabble is set in the Thief Without Faith world)
Tap. Tap. Tap.
They meant for it to get under her skin. They wanted her to break. It would take more than annoying her to give them what they wanted. She kept her eyes closed, focusing on her breathing as the masked man tapped the blade against the bars of the cell.
In. Hold it. Count to eight. Let it out.
He had been at it for almost half an hour. His patience would snap soon and then the game would change. The deep sigh that left him at that point warned her that the shift had begun. She tried to slip deeper into the meditation and breathing exercises, but the pain in her arms made it difficult.
Her knees were beginning to complain too where she knelt on the hard cement floor, her arms chained behind her at a painful angle. She could deal with that, if she could just keep her mind centered and focused.
The door of the cell opened and the sound of the man’s heavy boots vibrated in her sensitive ears. She resisted the urge to lift her head and look at him. Her heart began to speed up as the steps grew closer. Her eyes scrunched up to help her resolve to keep them closed.
Resources For Writing Deaf, Mute, or Blind Characters
Despite the fact that I am not deaf, mute, or blind myself, one of the most common questions I receive is how to portray characters with these disabilities in fiction.
As such, I’ve compiled the resources I’ve accumulated (from real life deaf, mute, or blind people) into a handy masterlist.
Deaf Characters:
Deaf characters masterpost
Deaf dialogue thread
Dialogue with signing characters (also applies to mute characters.)
A deaf author’s advice on deaf characters
Dialogue between deaf characters
Mute Characters
Life as a Mute
My Silent Summer: Life as a Mute
What It’s Like Being Mute
21 People Reveal What It’s Really Like To Be Mute
I am a 20 year old Mute, ask me anything at all!
Blind Characters:
The 33 Worst Mistakes Writers Make About Blind Characters.
@referenceforwriters masterpost of resources for writing/playing blind characters.
The youtube channel of the wonderful Tommy Edison, a man blind from birth with great insight into the depiction of blind people and their lives.
An Absolute Write thread on the depiction of blind characters, with lots of different viewpoints and some great tips.
And finally, this short, handy masterpost of resources for writing blind characters.
Characters Who Are Blind in One Eye
4 Ways Life Looks Shockingly Different With One Eye
Learning to Live With One Eye
Adapting to the Loss of an Eye
Adapting to Eye Loss and Monocular Vision
Monocular Depth Perception
Deaf-Blind Characters
What Is It Like To Be Deafblind?
Going Deaf and Blind in a City of Noise and Lights
Deaf and Blind by 30
Sarita is Blind, Deaf, and Employed (video)
Born Deaf and Blind, This Eritrean American Graduated Harvard Law School (video)
A Day of a Deaf Blind Person
Lesser Known Things About Being Deafblind
How the Deaf-Blind Communicate
Early Interactions With Children Who Are Deaf-Blind
Raising a DeafBlind Baby
If you have any more resources to add, let me know! I’ll be adding to this post as I find more resources.
Summary: Anya and Craver head out and do some patrol.
Fandom: Eldarya
Rating: E
Warning: Just some cute friendship interactions <3
Thank you @fictober18 for having some amazing prompts!
A large gust of wind swept under Craver’s shirt, forming goosebumps on her pale skin. She gripped her black scarf in one hand while holding Anya’s shoulder with the other. The duo was on patrol for the night around HQ. Well, technically it was Craver’s turn, but she still wasn’t a huge fan of the dark. So Anya offered to go with her, as long as she got to crunch some leaves along the way.
“This is fun!” Anya said as she stomped in a pile of leaves, “I underestimated my talent for leaves crunching.” She giggled while kicking another pile, some of them flying into Craver’s face.
“Thank you for coming with me.” Craver took some leaves out of her black hair, “I’m trying to get over my fear, but I still get relapses…” She blushed, eyes lowered to the ground. Plenty of horrifying things can come out of the dark. Giant spiders, banshees that could scare them to death, zombies… Craver’s active imagination boosted her fear. But her friends were trying to help her one step at a time.
“Oh, it’s no problem.” Anya waved it off, “I wished it wasn’t so cold though.” The half-dwarven fixed her red sweater before getting a leaf out of her purple hair.
“Yeah…” Craver let out a breath, seeing it in the air. “I don’t think I could feel my arms.” She rubbed them to regain some warmth.
Anya smirked before tackling Craver with a tight hug, “Can you feel this?”
The sylph laughed, “Yes, so that means I’m still alive.”
“For now…” Anya let out a creepy laugh, giving Craver another chill up her spine.
In celebration of our cozy online community, I present to you WHUMPTOBER - 31 Days of deliciously painful prompts for your creative pleasure. Visual art, writing, editing - post whatever inspires you!
Treat (or rather, torture) your whumpees to some tantalizing tropes and tag your work with “whumptober“ so others can enjoy your stuff!
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Summary: Clementine and her goofball, AJ have to face what’s along the road in their run-down car. (Before the events of the Final Season)
On the road, two walkers feasted on an animal. It was almost picked clean as bones stuck out against the sunlight while they slurped up the intestines. Clem stopped the car far away so the dead wouldn’t notice them. Her face scrunched in disgust at the sight while AJ popped his head to the front to get a good look at what she was seeing.
“Ew. What are they eating?” AJ asked while resting his chin on her shoulder.
“I think it’s a rabbit.” Clementine said, “That could’ve been our source of food for the night.” She sighed, pushing the intense growling her stomach released.
“The monsters ruin everything…” AJ sat back in his seat. Clem saw his eyes lower in disappointment from the rearview mirror and turned around with a smile.
“Hey, I’m sure there’s better food somewhere else. Cheer up, goofball.” She giggled as she tickled his ribs, making him laugh while trying to push her away.
“Okay, okay.” His smile was one of the few things that kept Clementine going. Something she had to protect, to her last breath. She got out of the rusty car, gripping the knife in her hand. Clem looked around at the woodsy atmosphere for walkers. None that she could see or hear nearby, besides the ones in the street, but she still had to be careful.
“Be my eyes and ears while I go take care of those two.” She said to AJ, who moved to the passenger’s seat. He nodded, holding up his small gun at the ready. To be honest, Clem didn’t like leaving AJ out of her line of sight, but he was a good lookout and an even better shot.
Clem whistled, getting the attention of the walkers. They got up, their decomposed mouths covered with rabbit blood and bits of intestines. One was a dead woman in a torn wedding dress and the other wore an old police uniform. Man, it’s been a while since she’s seen those uniforms.
Aim for the legs, then take out the brain. Clementine kicked the police officer in the knees, knocking him down on the ground before finishing with a final blow.
The one in the wedding dress created complications as her dress was big enough to protect her knees. Clem backed away as she figured out a plan that didn’t involve getting her face chewed off. Nothing in sight for her to use, besides the police guard’s body.
“There’s another one coming!” AJ alarmed her from the car, pointing at the new walker who was coming out of the woods.
“Got it!” Clem maneuvered and led the bride towards the guard. The walker bride tripped over the corpse’s body, hitting her head against the pavement. That didn’t stop her as she crawled towards Clem’s legs. Clementine sent the knife straight through her skull, wiping the blood on her dress.
The walker that AJ warned her of, suddenly came up from behind, knocking Clementine down on the ground. She quickly turned around, backing away while searching for her knife. The walker got on top of her, it’s rotting flesh wrinkling her nose in disgust. Clementine used her strength to try and push it away from her neck. It was heavier than she thought, her arms burning at the sensation. She gritted her teeth and used all of her strength to push it off of her, getting up to go back and get her knife.
A gunshot went off as Clem looked back at the source. AJ had got out of the car, shooting the heavy walker in the head. He lowered his gun, running to Clem and hugging her tight.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Thanks.” She hugged him back, “Nice shot, kiddo.”
“I have a pretty great teacher.” AJ pulled away while looking up at her with a smile.
The duo hurried up and went back to their car, driving away before any more walkers could show up. Their quest for food continued and was becoming difficult as time went on. Most of the food they’ve discovered had been spoiled or contaminated by walkers. Good thing they had water, but it wasn’t food.
Sunlight slowly diminished and Clem was running out of options. She couldn’t keep driving along this road as there was a possibility that they wouldn’t see anything by nightfall. But they were hungry.
“Why can’t we eat grass?” AJ asked while he stared out of the window. “Maybe it doesn’t taste that bad…”
Clem snorted, refraining from crying her eyes out from laughter as she was driving.
“We can’t eat grass, goofball. I forgot why but I think it has to do with our stomachs.”
“Have you tried eating grass, Clem?”
“Nooooo,” Clem then glanced up at the rearview mirror with an eyebrow raised, “have you?”
For a moment, she saw AJ’s eyes dart around in suspicion, not making eye contact with her. He then scoffed, continuing to look out the window.
“No...”
Clementine shook her head, her eyes focusing on the road before seeing a woman walk across the road. She was limping, carrying a backpack. She stopped the car as the woman’s eyes came into contact with her vehicle.
“H-Help me! Please!” She waved her arms around. “I-I don’t know where to go!” Clem to see that her face was covered with blood stains while her right pant cuff was torn. Her blonde hair was tangled and caked with dirt. And she was skinny like she hasn’t eaten in days.
“What should we do?” AJ asked, peering over Clem’s shoulder again.
“I’ll go out and talk to her. Have your gun on hand, just in case.” Clementine had her knife on the ready, not knowing what that woman was up to.
“Will she hurt us?” He wondered, his brown eyes bore into hers.
“I don’t know...She looks weak but it could be a ruse.” Clem squinted her eyes as the blonde woman constantly looked around in fear.
“I won’t hurt you. I just need a ride away from here!”
Clementine got out of the car, one hand behind her back and her guard up. The sun was slowly setting and AJ and she had not even found a place to sleep yet. She had to make this quick.
“Who are you?” Clem asked.
“Y-You’re a young girl…” The woman appeared to be shocked, her green eyes wide.
“Who are you?” Clementine insisted. If this woman had plans to go after her or AJ, she would gladly be mistaken.
“I’m Cindy. I had just run away from a camp nearby, but I need a ride somewhere so they won’t track me. Please…” She slowly limped towards Clementine, who pulled out her knife as a warning.
“A camp? You were with some people?” Clem had a bad feeling about this. “Why do you look like that then? If you were with people, then they would’ve had food. Kept you fed.”
“They had found some of my supplies I was stashing when I was planning to run away before. They locked me up and decided to starve me for almost a week. Please… Take me with you.” Cindy crept towards her again.
Clementine was unsure what to do. Sure, she could take Cindy along, but she didn’t know about her group. Why was she planning to escape? What kind of people was she dealing with? If she had let her in, there would be a possibility that her group would follow them and hurt AJ. But it was also possible that woman had food. And AJ needed to eat or else they’ll go another night starving.
“...alright.” Clem sighed, “Sit in the front seat. I’ll put your bag in the trunk.”
“Oh thank you!” The woman almost dropped to her knees to praise her. “You’re a gift from the heavens.” Clem took her bag and led her to the passenger seat, helping her into the car before pausing as she observed the torn on her pant leg. Her eyes widened as she saw a bite on her ankle.
“You’re bitten!” Clem said.
“W-What? No, it’s not a bite. I-I’m not infected!” Cindy frantically looked at her ankle. “A dog bit me! I swear!” She said as she stared straight into Clem’s eyes.
“I know what a dog bite looks like.” Clem pulled up her left sleeve, showing the nasty scar she got when she was eleven. “You’re not fooling me.”
“No! Please, take me with you! I won’t turn yet, just take me a mile away from here!” She grabbed Clementine by the jacket, jostling her around in desperation. The action made her drop the backpack before Clem pushed her away, pulling out her gun and aiming it at her head.
“Go, I’m not having you bite my kid.”
“T-Take me before they--” A bullet went straight through Cindy’s eyes, making her drop to the ground. Her blood splattered on Clementine’s face, bullets whizzing by her ears before she had a chance to drop down against the car.
“We got two more in that old ass car, boys!” A man with a deep, commanding accent shouted. The men placed themselves on one side of the woods, the impending dark giving Clementine a hard time to see anybody. Bullets continued to hit the car as Clem opened the driver's seat. AJ pointed the gun at her head, before lowering when he saw it was her.
“Get in the back seat and buckle up.” Clem rushed. AJ did as he was told while Clementine noticed the unattended bag by Cindy’s corpse. She had to grab it as that could be the key to her and AJ’s salvation. Walker growls made the hair at the nape of her neck stand up. Clem looked behind the car to see a bunch of them come out from the trees, the gunshot sounds attracting their attention. Most of them made their way towards the sound while two decided to approach the car.
Clem had to hurry.
She tightened the hat on her head, eyes on the bag while waiting for the right moment.
“What the fuck?” One of the shooters shouted as they diverted their attention to the incoming walkers. Clementine quickly ran out and grabbed the bag from the road, running back to the car. A walker was a foot distance away from the car before Clem stepped on the gas and drove away from the scene.
Clementine didn’t stop until the adrenaline stopped coursing through her veins, steadying her heart before looking back at AJ.
“You okay?” AJ simply nodded, his lips forming a pout. “What’s wrong?”
“...did those men kill her because she was turning into a monster?” Clem bit her lip because she didn’t know what to say. Her mind didn’t realize that AJ saw the gory detail of a woman getting shot in the head. It happened so fast. And Clem still had blood on her face.
“I...don’t know, kiddo.” She said while wiping the blood off with her jacket, “That woman had issues with those men before she got bitten.”
“Are they going to come after us? If they do, I can protect us, including the car. I’ll sleep with one eye open.”
Clementine chuckled, “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll keep us safe.” She glanced up at the rearview mirror and gave him a satisfied look. Clem didn’t realize how dark it was on the road. With no street lights around, AJ and she would have to park somewhere and rest for the night.
“Hey, see if there’s anything useful in here.” Clem gave AJ the backpack, crossing her fingers if there were at least some cans that would last for a few days.
“All I see is...a gun, two water bottles, 5 cans of beans and...a book.”
Clem relaxed her shoulders when she heard food, “Good. We won’t starve tonight.”
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