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Align with the humans or Supernaturals.
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A blank chat popped open and Damien stared at it for a second. He had honestly not expected it. The girl actually swiped him right. He looked at the clock impatiently; he did not have much time left in the library. There was a loud shout from the hallway, his muscles tensing, ready to hide the phone and bolt at any second.
He regretted that last question right as he pushed send. It sounded so bitter in his head now. It was a dating app after all and she was a good looking young woman.
you there?
...
hello?
busy flirting with your other matches, huh?
And there it was all about to end, the hot topic of his whereabouts. And the swift and cruel rejection that followed. It had already happened one too many times! Could he go through his again? Was it worth it? His palms were sweaty, but he never felt so cold. If the ground could just open up and swallow him whole before she finished asking...Â
No, sorry
Just a little surprised we matched
you can unmatch if you want
Well, what I want is to talk with you đ
Your profile caught my eye
what part?
Your profile pic at first.
Most guys can't pull off the broken, deep and scowling thing
But... looks good on you.
you don't look so bad yourself-
but then I read your description...
and I have to know something
shoot đ
It was a simple Yes/No question, but it took Kate way to long to answer. She bit her lip, thinking hard on the possibilities. It was such an unfair question though. She was not going to leave, but was not going to pursue anything with him until she knew what he was in for and how long he was going to be locked up. She'd wasted enough years waiting up on others...Â
I'm just a little confused đ€
Are you really in jail?
you gonna leave if I say yes?
It really depends...
A bittersweet smile spread on his lips. What was he expecting from a girl like her? She probably had a nice job, a supporting family and tons of friends and... an actual future. Why would she even consider wasting her time with him? The little time he had left... Better to just pull off the band aid!
She felt to bad! She hadn't meant to disregard his feelings, but wasn't it fair to let her know what she was getting into? She didn't even know what he was expecting from the conversation they were having... She was curious, but she didnât want to lead him on.
okay, let's just say...
the orange pants and barbed wire are real
OMG
I have so mane questions đ±
here we go...
What did you do?
Wait, where do you even hide your phone?
STOP!
enough with the interrogation, alright?
I'm just curious...
sure, but i'm more than just a prisoner
a little respect goes a long way
Kateâs heart sank. He was hot, but the prison was a serious issue... She supposed people were not lining up to get to know him. He seemed pretty well rounded and mannered, but he was very defensive about his crime. Did that mean it was something really bad? But he was on a dating app... so maybe he was getting out soon?Â
You're right!
I'm so sorry đ
Let's change the subject
Why don't you tell me what you're looking for
hmmm
What?
i'm thinking...
nobody's really asked me that before
Seriously?
most people stop talking to me when they find out i'm locked up
i don't really blame them. i'm rough around the edges.
She didn't say anything for a while and Damien started wondering if he should just close the damn phone and leave. He should also probably take a break from Lovelink after this... it clearly wasn't doing him any good. Dark thoughts swarmed his mind and he had to close his eyes and head his head back against the bookshelf to get rid of the harrowing feeling. Like he was falling in an endless pit... Â
The screen showed him typing and deleting several responses. Kate pursed her lips, impatient. Had she said anything wrong? Sheâd never spoken to someone whoâd been locked up, she was still unsure what could trigger painful memories, or just remind him that he was... not free. But he said he just wanted to chat and his profile mentioned 'deep conversations'...Â
Okay, I'm not running away, for now
but...
But I can't really make up my mind
If I don't know anything about you
So...
alright
honestly I'm just looking to talk to someone from the outside
it can get pretty boring in here, just waiting around the clock
Let's be friends then đ
I'll be your window to the outside world
If that's alright with you...?
Damien sighed on the other end. Beggars canât be choosers. It was a step in the right direction though. Maybe he was not going to find the love of his life at the very fucking end of said life. He was not living in some fairytale! He was still going to die, alone and forgotten.
But maybe... just a little less alone at the very end of his road. One friend meant more than none and maybe, just maybe... he could tell her his side of the story. Eventually. She seemed patient and understanding enough. Let at least one person out there know he did not murder his own father.Â
sure
that's more than most
Of course a pretty thing like her got a lot on attention... She was only chatting up with him because the others were offline-Â
but it must have been pretty bad to be such a long sentence
you still can't tell me what the crime was?
look, i've been making my own rules my whole life
you better ask what crimes I DIDN'T do
wow...
i'm no bragging or anything, just letting you know where I'm at
anyways, I'm more interested in what you're all about
what are you doing on an app like this?
Honestly...
I was about to uninstall it right before we matched đ
Oh
you already found the one?
or no luck at all?
Well, I went on a few nice dates...
i see
Suddenly his experience on the app seemed less awful. Maybe it was not the right place. Or perhaps it was just the place for a misfit like him, here with all the weirdoes and con artists.Â
And then they ditched me for their exes
Just my luck đ
Oh and I swear to god if I see one more vampire đ đ đ đ đ
vampires?
Yeees
You wouldn't believe some of the things I saw...
OMG, one dude was actually dresses up as a centaur
I...
don't even want to ask
There's also the 'prince' scam going around
Dudes claiming to be the heirs of some Â
Made up countries and asking you for money
It wasn't quite a rejection, but it still hurt a little. She already mentioned twice she was only interested in him as friends. She didn't need to spell it out every few minutes! But she was the only one...Â
Met some nice people too âșïž
Actually became good friends with some
Which is nice since I just moved here
were did you come from?
Pallay đ
you're a long way from home
I know đą
I suppose it was getting kinda lonely
My friends and family come visit when they can
But that's not a lot...
what brought you here?
Got a really good job opportunity
But I didn't quite realize how far away I'd be
So yeah, to answer your question from before...
I'm kinda just chatting with new people
Made more friends than anything else lol
Hope that's aright with you đ€
A smile crept on his lips. An actual, genuine smile. How long had it been since he had any reason to? God, it felt good to talk to someone! Someone who didn't know him, who didn't shout 'walking corpse' after him, didn't judge him. He almost felt like his old self. Almost.Â
i'm cool with that
Great!
Looking forward to getting to know you, Damien đ
so let's get to it
tell me about yourself
hobbies, favorite food, anything
my hobbies are always changing đ€
I start something new every month or so
Oh, and I started volunteering at a vet lately
đ±đ¶đ
With a friend I made on this app
it suits you
Hmmmmm how would you know?
We've only just met
just a hunch
I could secretly be evil đ
you couldn't hurt a fly
besides, I've seen evil and believe me
you're not it
I'm guessing you're not going to elaborate on that
Are you?
see, you know me so well already
Smartass đ
 At lest until she finds out.
And I love food đ€€
Who doesn't? lol
But picking a favorite is like... impossible
I do have one hell of a sweet tooth đ«đŹđŠ
I'm soooo jealous
I miss making my own meals
That's right! You probably just have a cafeteria.
I'm so sorry đ
it's cool
i'm glad we have something in common
Is there any food you miss?
Wait... was there even steak in that picture? Kate felt her ears burning, the fluffy pajamas studently itching at her skin.
just makin my own in general, being in charge in the kitchen
Damien scrolled quickly through his phone, the memories leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. He nearly didnât send the photo. It felt like so long ago, a different time...a different person. But it felt so good to remember! To be reminded of the more happier moments when he had all his life ahead of him! And showing her a piece of his past may make her curious enough to stick around for a while longer.
He hit Send.
-Tap to download photo-
Oh
Looks... delicious
you like steak?Â
Oh yeah, the food đł
Wish I could have a bite of that hahaha
So not so shy and innocent as she claimed. Good to know. Even if it didnât lead anywhere, which he had to be realistic about - he was on death row after all - it was still fun. The most fun heâd had in a long while. It felt...nice.
HA!
i wish you could too đ
The door of the library swung open hitting the opposite wall. The guard in charge could be heard arguing with someone. At least four voices. He had to move fast.
I'm really hungry now đ
good
Kate stared at the screen, the little green light besides his profile picture going grey. She scrolled through the conversation as if to make sure she hadnât just imagined it. She tapped the picture heâd sent, a small smile creeping on her lips. He looked so... normal. Well, more like smoking hot, but she expected some kind of dump, or some greasy repair shop, not Greek sculpture level abs. The boy should come with a warning! She was a sucker for bad boys, but had she gotten so bad that she was now considering a fucking convict? What if he was a murderer or something??
shit!
???
someone's coming
gotta hide my phone
talk soon
Be careful! đđ»
Her ice cream, forgotten on the coffee table, had turned to soup.
So Iâm bored in quarantine and started playing Lovelink, who knew my favorite character would be the convict :))
Iâm now writing small snippets with Damien Jones, for my own amusement. Also moodboards... I am BORED!
Look, dude, you're hot
But not worth the hassle
Good luck finding...
whatever it is you're looking for
-User unmatched-
His fingers curled around the phone, the cheap plastic cover letting a small crackle and he had to resist the urge to punch the nearest bookcase. Last thing he wanted was to be kicked out from his little safe haven. But the pounding in his head was getting worse, his face set in a permanent scowl for as long as he could remember.
-Swipe for more profiles-
What was he even doing? This was stupid! He was stupid for thinking anyone would stick around to talk o him after making sure the prison was not just a joke, a way to get attention. And maybe it was better this way... what was the end goal here anyway?
No goal. Just his imminent end, ever lurking in the back of his mind, crawling towards him slowly. A tidal wave of darkness somewhere in the distance, but so massive it made his stomach churn. Vision blurred and he closed his eyes. He could hear his drumming heart in his ears, it was all he could hear.
'They should just kill me already and get it over with!' The thought got him spiraling even deeper. Seven years with the notion that death was coming made Damien numb to the concept. He had nothing left to live for after all, he had no one to keep up the façade for and there was no one fighting for him. His pop was gone, his crew abandoned him...
...and then there was him!
His entire body shook, breaking at the seams with anger, but at the same time heavy as lead, too tired to do anything about it. What was there to do, except wait for it all to be done, to die knowing that the evil bastard got to live unpunished?
Damien cared little if he died. He'd accept right there on the spot an eternity of torture if he could drag Bennie down with him. Justice for what he'd done...
The phone cracked a little more in his hand and the screen flashed open.
-Love might be just one swipe away-
He scoffed outload, the sound, low as it was, breaking the silence in the library. He was still for a moment, listening for movements. He felt silly for a moment, overly paranoid and scared.
'Like a wild animal in the wild in captivity.' But he remembered all the close encounters he'd had over the years and listened just a little more. Silence, no one was coming after him, this time.
He was about to hide his phone and go back to wallow in his cell when his eyes landed on the screen.
He tapped on the info.
Kate Summers
Daydreamer and a bit of a clutz. pretty shy but always up for a little adventure. not very good at this.
Hi! Just moved to town and looking for other lonely souls, be it for friendship or love. I adore cats and sweets and everything in the fantasy genre. Kind spirits welcomed to chat and get to know each other! What do you have to loose? âĄ
He stared at the picture, the colors vibrating  through the small display. The vivid green of the grass peppered with pretty white flowers, the blue of the sky that went on forever. Free! The smile on her face, small and genuine. She was... cute.
"looking for other lonely souls"
'She's gonna be eaten alive on this app.' A little naĂŻve lamb that stumbled into a den of hungry, hungry wolves. Finger on the screen, he moved to dragged left. She was not his type at all. Some soft, bubbly, romance loving girly like her would never even look his way.
He took his finger off and the picture snapped back in the center. Such gentle eyes...
"What do you have to loose?"
Kate was sad. She plopped onto the couch, fluffy PJs and big bowl of ice cream in hand. Second date to ditch her for their suddenly returning ex. One more and it would become a pattern.
He swiped right.
'Maybe it was just an excuse, like, not to hurt my feelings?' But rejection still hurt, especially since she thought the dates were going prey well... There was nothing to be done. Better tings were surely waiting on the horizon!
'Or maybe a dating app is not the answer...' She took her phone out and tapped the uninstall button. As if sensing her intention, the notification popped up right as she was abut to hit the OK. A sign?
She took a big spoonful of ice cream and opened the app instead. She had nothing to lose. And nothing better to do... Chatting to some new people seemed like the best way to pass the time.
-Swipe now for potential matches-
The first profile was... intense.
She giggled. He took that bad boy look to perfection. And those arms... She tapped the profile.
Damien Jones
a little rough around the edges. swipe left if your dad's a cop.
unlike most guys on here, i'm not gonna rush into anything. i got all the time in the world and just wanna talk. prison is giving me so much to think about, so i'm up for deep conversations. looking for an open mind and one that doesn't scare too easily...
Her face fell a bit, sad but not entirely sure why. She couldn't even imagine how hard it must be in prison. How did he even have a phone??
"so i'm up for deep conversations. looking for an open mind and one that doesn't scare too easily"
He was cute. And had such pretty green eyes... But who knew what he was in for. He could be a serial killer for all she knew. He could also be there for getting his taxes wrong.
'No way to find out except to talk to him.'
She read his info again, fixating a bit too long on the 'deep conversation' part. She shook her head. She was overthinking this. Worst case scenario she just unmatched him and moved on. Or his ex popped back in the picture... She couldn't quite decide which would be worse, but either way, she was curious about he guy.
Due to it being very fricking hard to find Nicky fanfic, I have decided that it would be easier if all of his fanfics were put into one master list!
Please enjoy what many people have worked on and please like, reblog, and maybe comment on your favorite fics!
đŠ @lemon-trap đŠ (aka: me!)
Saved by a Kiss (gender not explicit for reader)
This is a short fluffy fanfic that has no other reason for existing except making your heart go soft.
SMUT Plot Twist Nicky Valentino is a Bottom (female pronouns)
The title says it all. If you want just straight porn with Nicky as a subby bottom then this is the fanfic for you!
âïž @bursvalentino âïž (the oh so lovely)
Two Against the World | Nicky Valentino x Sabrina Belladonna (ongoing, female pronouns) - prologue , chapter one , chapter two ,
Charming Nicky Valentino and the alluring Sabrina Belladonna are two sides of the same coin with one thing in common: escapism. But, our stars seem to be entangled in their game of cat and mouse. Will they ever possibly make it out alive after their truth unfolds?
⟠@nickyyvalentino ⟠(the ultimate queen to go to for spicy Nicky things *chef kiss*)
SurrealtĂ Â | Nicky Valentino x Heaven (Assassin!OC, ongoing, female pronouns) - prologue ,
Cheers to the mess (female MC) - part one ,
Strip Poker (female MC) - part one , part two SMUT
Bella mia SMUT (female MC)
Sweet nothings fluff
đ @valentino-red đ
Sinnerman | Nicky Valentino x Soledad Diaz (ongoing, female pronouns) - prologue , chapter one , chapter two ,
Nicky Valentino has seen a lot of women waltz into his speakeasy, but when a certain Soledad Diaz comes in from the future trying to escape her past, hearts are exchanged and the mafia boss starts to reevaluate what really matters to him.
đ» @raggedy-dxctor đ» (thereâs a lot here)
Gumusservi
Wonderland Upon a Hill
The World Was So Dull Without You
Alone
Hug
Iâll always choose you
Nicky Valentino With a Short S/o
Nicky and Miguel With An Easily Flustered S/o
Nicky Valentino with an s/o that has a tattoo
Ice Skating with Nicky Valentino Headcannons
Nicky Valentino with an S/o that has a amazing singing voice
Nicky Valentino + Fluff Alphabet
Nickyâs s/o comforting him after a nightmare
Nicky meeting is s/oâs supportive parents
Nickyâs s/o teaching how to use a phone
Nicky with a High School Crush
đ @missusvalentino đ (their stuff needs more attention)
I just canât get a enough of you (no specific gender)
Just a short fic that involves the MC adoring and appreciating Nicky. Lots of fluff.
Iâm sorry. (female pronouns)
Nicky and MC have an arguement when she tells him she wants to be part of the Valentino family.
⌠@miguellbravoo âŒ
I love you too, Toots (female reader)
When Nicky came home with a hand over Ralphâs shoulder, you gotta know what happened. Ralph also seemed pissed off. Extremely. As you bandaged up Nicky, you gotta go on a wild goose chance before he can get what he wants.
âHEY HEY HEY!â (gender not specific)
As both of you and Nicky were in at different ends of the house, you started yelling at one another about the news that came up. Itâs gotta be good.
We are going to be together through all of this (gender not specific)
Youâve been feeling like shit all week. When you started being a part of the Valentino family, you didnât know how much work you had to do and how much it would take a toll on your whole being. You have no clue what to do next. Letâs be honest with ourselves.
đ @velvetl1ght đ
Nicky + OWNING a dog headcannons
Nicky headcannos because Iâm in Love
Good Intentions | Nicky x Josie (ongoing, female pronouns) - chapter one ,
𩩠@millennial-pinks 𩩠(my personal favorite)
Cooking time! (male MC) After a night out, Nicky and Shiloh enjoy some time in the kitchen.
Crisis of Confidence (male MC) Shiloh feels a little bummed out. Heâs just some guy and Nickyâs... Nicky.
I got it bad but itâs all good (male MC) Shiloh and Nicky share a dance and some tender words.
Alone together SMUT (male MC) Shiloh and Nicky have their first physical encounter.
Like Someone in Love SMUT (male MC) A bath leads to a very sexual night.
â @themissingstar â
Nicky helps MC feel better after a depressive episode
Taking care of Nicky after he gets banged up
Soulmate AU were you wake up in your soulmateâs bed
You hadnât imagined traveling to a speakeasy during the Roaring Twenties when you walked through the doors of Murrrayâs Movies for its annual all-night movie marathon. Much less meeting a cunning gangster with a million-dollar smile and the bank account to match.
But now youâre back in your own world and it seems your silver screen Romeo has followed you through the eras just to be with you. How will this 1920s gangster adjust to your 2020s lifestyle?
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I really doubt that this is all so if you have made fanfiction of Nicky Valentino then please privately message me.
Please reblog this ïżŒso more people find use in it!
First time animating, but since weâre all missing Nicky right now, hereâs a lilâ animated gif I made for you guys of the moment when he first sees you walk back into the speakeasy after choosing his movie đ€â€ïž Enjoy!
I have countless ideas in my head that I want to write but I have such a hard time because they play out as movies in my head, like with the right angles, music and such. How can I over come this and be able to put these visual ideas from my head into words on a word doc? (Sorry if that isn't the correct grammar, I'm not a native English speaker)
**Note: This question has an answer on the blog, but due to it being in the âGeneralâ tag with no indication of its presence and broken up into many posts, Iâm not counting it as a repeat and the answer will be copying some info from the older asks.
First you need to come to terms with that fact that imagining a scene with perfect angles and music is not something that directly translates to writing. The mind loves to make stuff up but it doesnât mimic writingâ it mimics something more like a movie and what works in movies doesnât always work with the written word. Imagination can put a haze of glory over ideas/scenes and it creates the same issues that trying to too heavily use movie or song inspiration does (link embedded). Itâs not that you canât use those things or canât be inspired by themâ just remember that theyâre pieces of media that donât fully line up with the written word and they should not be considered to have equal transfer of ideas.
Nobody ever truly gets the exact everything that a vividly imagined scene has on paper. General ideas, definitely, and many of the specific ones can work too, but thereâs a big difference between a writer using the âmovieâ in their head as a draft to and a writer trying to mimic exactly what they imagine. (Some writers who have the head-to-paper translation skill may say things like âI see a movie and I write itâ, but thatâs only because their âhead moviesâ have over time become tailored to work with the written word.)
Imagination is a good tool, but it doesnât write anything for you. You shouldnât write to directly mimic whatâs in your mindâ you should write to create a story on paper. Here are some ways to get better at doing that:
Start writing down ideas and concepts.
It doesnât matter if they arenât complete or perfectly logical. By getting your hand to the paper (or fingers to the keys) youâre taking the first step in bridging a story from your head to the written medium. Usually a physical journal works well because itâs portable and doesnât need a computer to access, but these days most of us have phones that can be used in place. Some people use both: phone for quick ideas that they take home and âsketch outâ in the journal with idea webs or other graphics. Â
And this can be more than just ideas, include pieces of dialogue, a cool line you thought of, a specific visual that you want to get out of your head to save for later. You can use the idea journal for anything writing related. Â
Read, read, read a lot.
By reading regularly you exercise the part of your mind that creates scenes from the words on paper specifically in the way that the written media allows for. Reading provides examples of grammar, concepts, plot structureâ everything about writing you can arguably learn by reading a variety of books from a variety of authors in a variety of genres. For more reading, I recommend traditionally published fiction because it goes through an editor. Traditionally published fiction isnât necessarily better than other forms of writing, but anyone looking to improve (especially non-native speakers of a language they want to write in) should use examples that they can genuinely trust to teach. Â
You can only critique at a similar level that you can write, so while you can certainly read fanfiction or self-published stuff, keep in mind that you may not be able to pick out the issues that tend to be more rampant than in traditionally published fiction and you donât want to end up copying them without realizing it. Â
Recognize that every media choice has strengths and weaknesses that make certain story choices better or worse in execution.
Media is interesting. Many creative people turn to writing because they have a story to tell and itâs more accessible as a craft than movie-making, yet majority of what we consume in daily life is closer to movie media. This can create a disconnect as we tend to imagine things like movies but we canât write that way or itâs not nearly as engaging or successful. Â
Some common things that movies use that donât work as well (or at all) in writing are:
Violence as a spectacle â In movie fight scenes, youâre not actually enjoying the violence, youâre enjoying the art of choreography and music with whatâs usually little reality to how a fight would actually unfold. The fights donât need meaning to be entertaining. In writing, you have no music, you have no fancy actors, all you have are words. Violence in writing requires much more reason and tension to be entertaining than in visual media and it doesnât have the ease of spectacle to just throw it in to make things âinterestingâ. Â
Specific sound and music â Movies thrive on music. The right soundtrack can make anything epic, sad, funny, scary; itâs a unique and effective way to enhance a mood that writing completely lacks. Thereâs nothing wrong with imagining scenes to a song or with ambient sounds, but you cannot replicate that exact everything that sound gives to a scene in writing.
Exact pictures â The audience can see visual media without the camera having to draw attention to things. Fancy outfits can be shown off without being overwhelming, backgrounds can stand out, the protagonist doesnât have to draw attention to anything for the audience to see it. In writing, trying to write like you need the reader to see 100% of the detail is ridiculous and would never leave any room for a story. The goal of description is to give the reader an impression or concrete idea, not to note literally every detail.
All that said, the written word has access to an entire plane of thinking that movies donât:
The wonders of language control and word choice â I have an entire tag dedicated to this for a reason. You may not be able to give readers a 100% clear picture, but you know what you can give: a word with a clear meaning. Now that may not sound amazing, but think of it this way: In a movie, a character can look away in disgust at something they donât like. The audience can read the disgust on the characterâs face, but they canât really read that character like they could in a novel. In writing, you can give an exact word for a feeling. You can describe it beyond a facial expression using connotation to shift definitions, connect ideas more easily, allow the character to think instead of just physically react.
Narration and point of view â Yes, movies can have narration, but not nearly at the level that writing allows for (and movie narration more easily comes off as cheesy or an exposition dump). Point of view, in particular, thrives in the written narrative that guides the reader through a story in place of the character. In writing, you have access to the inside of a character. You have their thoughts as opposed to just their actions, all five senses, inner workings; thereâs a direct line from the narrator to the reader that visual media cannot perfectly replicate.
Literary techniques â No, they arenât just for school. Lit techniques can be applicable to visual media but their strength of use comes from writing and what they can bring to a story.
A narrator tells the story to the reader: Learn to narrate.
Part of the barrier between imagination and paper is what I keep mentioning: the imagination does not mimic writing a story, which can be intimidating to those not used to it.
You may imagine an entire scene with a backdrop, creative angles, slow motion, etc., but if youâre using 3rd limited or 1st person narration, then that entire scene doesnât matter. The writing should mimic what the narrating character experiences and what matters to the plot, not the entire scene you may see in your head. If you use an omniscient narrator, then youâre getting closer to the âmovieâ visualization, but that narrator still has a focus and the focus isnât describing every single detail of the scene. You also canât re-create the exact effect of music in a book, so thatâs a pretty big issue for a lot of writers who rely too heavily on sound for inspiration or scene enhancement.
It doesnât matter that the writing doesnât focus on everything you see in your head because that would make the entire story full of unnecessary detail. Detail and Description in Writing: The Law of Conservation of Detail (link embedded) mentions âif you give the average reader 200 things to notice in a scene, they are going to get stressed and everything will blur together to the point of where you may as well have said nothing at allâ. Good scene writing is not about getting all the details from your imagination onto the paper, itâs about tailoring ideas to work on paper.
Try some writing exercises and practice without consequences.
Iâm working on getting out some more concrete ones in my tag, but youâd probably need to just let go of that anxiety and try something. Itâll probably suck, for a while too, but if you donât let yourself be bad then youâll never get better. Just write. Find prompts, try stream of consciousness, rewrite famous scenes with your own twist, there are many, many ideas for writing out there and any one of them is a good place to start.
The thing is, at the core of your question youâre just asking me how to write a story in generalâ itâs just shrouded by that disconnect of the mind and paper. There are a lot of resources on this blog that help with actual writing as opposed to just concepts or ideas, so I suggest you spend some time really looking around.
Donât overthink it. Donât imagine so hard that you get it âperfectâ and then get disappointed when the writing canât 100% convey it. Itâs often much better work the specifics of a story out while writing rather than trying to force such a rigid idea from the mind. Imagination and the reality of writing never perfectly align, and thatâs okay. The more you write, the better youâll get!
(Oh and seriouslyâ READ BOOKS. That point got overshadowed but itâs arguably the most important bit of advice specific to your question. It teaches you through example!)
Good luck with everything!
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Currently, the submission form is being reworked so the site is asking people to e-mail their games, which I did recently. I hope, with the help of my beta testers, Iâve been able to catch all the errors etc. If not, Iâm hoping I can still correct it in an update ;; but now weâll just have to wait and see.
Thanks for being patient and for your support â€ïž
When Iâve gotten word back from HG, Iâll let you know what the state of the game is!
So, N would get jealous about sentimental stuff? So, if they found in the MC's stuff a letter, dated six years ago, and in that letter the MC wrote to someone with the most wonderful words, calling them their other half, their soulmate,saying that even if they break up the MC will always love them, would N get at least a little bit jealous? And how would they react when the detective explained that it was something innocent, like a writing prompt for a creative writing class or something?
Theyâd be unlikely to get jealous as it was something in the MCâs past. Theyâd probably have more interest in finding out about it.
I suppose if it was to someone like Bobby, and Bobby was still hanging around after N found that, then they might get more antsy.
But as long as the MC assured them there are no feelings there anymore, then N would be fine. Relationships are all about trust, after all, and N is very trusting :D
How would the RI react to an incubus trying to seduce the MC? Or any sort of sex demon?
A would be more concerned for the MCâs safety than anything else! An incubus trying to seduce anyone is not a good thing!
N wouldnât be too pleased, lol. But if the MC wasnât in immediate danger, then they wouldnât interfere incase it worsened the situtation.
I think F would think it was hilarious, just because they know that an incubusâ powers wouldnât work on the MC. So they would have a good chuckle when the incubus finally realised that, hehe :D
MâŠwould react poorly. And Iâd feel very sorry for the incubus, lol.
In the world of Wayhaven, incubi and succubi are kind of a relative of the vampire. But instead of blood (which they can ingest but it doesnât really power them up) they gain their powers through sexual climax of their partner. It recharges their abilities. But it has to be willing.
Their ability to charm or seduce is actually only about as powerful as a vampireâs, where they are more physically attractive and stronger pheromones to draw a person in.
But their other abilities can only be used on being rechargedâstrength, speed, pheromones, etc.