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One way to add excitement to your story is by adding lots of bad-guys, also known as EXTERNAL Conflict. Another way is by adding INTERNAL Conflict, more commonly known as Angst. I'm sure most of you have noticed by now that most movie characters, and far too many book characters, are One-Dimensional. They do stuff, but they don't face any personality issues: a hang-up, a fear, paranoia, a moral code, a love interest, a strong dislike… Or worse, they do have all these things, but they never really affect the story. There's a Plot Arc, things happen, but no Character Arc. The things that happen don't affect the characters emotionally. W

Stronger together~ Your P.O.V Condensation spread in a irregular shape as you kept you held both your nose and mouth against the clear surface. Your (e/c) orbs gleamed in yearning and expectation while you watched the flying aeroplanes  going up and down at the airport. 'Soon...soon Viktor will come home, I'm sure of it. * gasp * Is that his plane?!' you thought when you noticed  an aeroplane stop next to the gate where you and your aunt waited patiently for your cousin to arrive. Or rather, that was what you were aiming for with you six-year-old penitence. “Is Viktor here soon auntie? I want him to be here NOW!” you whined and

❥ Thranduil x reader ❥ Modern AU ❥ Genre: Romance, drama ❥ Warning: implied sex themes ❥Word count: 2462 heartworm n. a relationship or friendship that you can’t get out of your head, which you thought had faded long ago but is still somehow alive and unfinished, like an abandoned campsite whose smouldering embers still have the power to start a forest fire. "There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. " ♫ Main theme ♫ Rich. If someone was asked to describe the party in one word, there was a great chance they would use exactly that one. And it

Castor’s club was the only solace in the dark realm that C.L.U resided over. The sky torn with lightning, streets filled with forgotten programs that would later be terminated, all surrounded the glowing beacon of a tower that was the house of pleasure and distraction. Even the glorious leader himself needed time to unwind a little. Which was how I suppose I, head of C.L.U’s elite guard, ended up here, leaned against a wall, drink in hand as I silently observed the programs that attended the club. The lighting was harsh and white, flickering to the beat of the music as bodies swayed and floated around. The domineering figure was

Mal sat on his bed, holding the picture. God how he had loved her. If only… No. He can’t let himself hold on to her forever. She left him a long time ago, and he was marrying Inara in a few hours. It was true, he loved Inara, but he wasn't sure if he could really, truly, let go. He heard footsteps coming down the ladder. He looked up to see Zoe climbing down into his room. “You okay?” She asked. “Yeah.” He replied, putting the picture face down on the bed and standing up. “You know, this is what she would’ve wanted.” Zoe said, gesturing to the photo. “Yeah, I know.” Mal sai

When you can only look back, I will be there to help you forward. Elvish Common speech    Something wasn't right. The air was heavy with fear, and the wind tossed and turned restlessly as the sky dyed it black. It felt as if the sun would never rise again, forever hiding behind the veil. The animals hid themselves in the forest, almost desperate to hide from a force that even she could not see. She, who stood still in Rivendells garden in utter confusion, was beyond the nature of other elf's and wizards alike, a gem of light and darkness in a single form. Her dress shined like a light at the end of the tunnel, giving her an almost heavenly

:bulletred: Tony x Reader: Consider me Gone :bulletred: I sat silently upon the bed I shared with my lover, eyes staring off to a spot only I could see. The gigantic bedroom was currently freezing, matching my mood and emotions quite perfectly as I absently plucked the corner of the red and gold comforter in a broken rhythm. I couldn't say how long I had been in this position, but as I felt the goosebumps on my forearms rise to an incredible height I called out for assistance.   “Jarvis, can you turn up the heat please?” “Very good, Miss (L/n). Will there be anything else?” I thought for a long moment before answeri

We were young, and drinking in the park, there was nowhere else to go. And you said you always had my back, oh but how were we to know that these are the days that bind you together, forever? And these little things define you forever, forever? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Two young children, around the age of six, sit on the swings in their favorite park, drinking Capri Suns as they talk without a care in the world. One of them is a boy, with dirty blond hair and startling blue eyes. The other is a girl, with (h/l),