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House pride!

Ravenclaw moodboard✨🌑✨ I will do one for each house🌛

Mikey Appreciation Post

🧡How can one not love this bundle of happiness🧡

This will be a fandom blog. Mostly my own OCs, Biker Mice and Ninja Turtles. I’m also going to doing stuff for Marvel, DC, Disney, Voltron and my other fandoms. 

You can request short scenarios or headcanons. Just tell what fandom, who and what and i will see if it is possible.

don't talk to me or the dozen fictional characters i've absorbed into my personality ever again

Young stoker is training 🥵

Stoker

my youthful sweetheart, stoker is described as vinnie the older, he is the source of the creation of the freedom fighter movement, like vinnie, in his youth he was funny, fiery, self-confident and loves to flirt

This is such great advice and beatifully written. Thank you.

The 1 Element Your Flawed Character MUST HAVE

If you’re a reader, you’ve probably experienced this before: you pick up a book, it seems pretty interesting, you nonchalantly decide to read it – “whatever, might be good” – and then … 

A paperback explodes life as you know it.  

Encountering a book like this can give life sudden clarity, it can change the way you look at the world, it can help you overcome something and grow, it can give you new purpose, it can inspire you to change your life, it can transform your future. By the time you’ve finished that book, it has become a part of your life – and will probably remain that way forever. (*Holds up my battered copy of Narnia as evidence*)

This magical experience is pretty much the ultimate goal for a reader. But if you’re a reader AND a writer, the fulfilling moment is inevitably marred by one depressing thought:  

“I’ll never write anything that good.”  

To which I say:

I beg to differ, little discouraging voice. With dedication and persistence, anyone can write a story that will be deeply meaningful to a reader. 

The trick? It needs to be deeply meaningful to the writer first. 

If a writer is going to give a reader a life-altering piece of knowledge, that means the writer already has that knowledge to give. We have all experienced things worthy of a story. We are all characters, journeying through arc after arc, becoming better or worse. From living these stories, we learn and see things more clearly, just as protagonists do. Which means we have something to say, something to write about, something to give. 

But to do so, we have to shoot for art.

The word art seems terribly vague, unattainable, and intimidating. But I don’t think it has to be. By “art” I’m going by the definitions given in two of my favorites quotes about writing (writing is art, so these apply): 

“Art is born when the temporary touches the eternal.” – G K  Chesterton

and

“…It is an art. It is the best of all possible art, a finite picture of the infinite.” – N D Wilson  

Both quotes state the same thing, in different ways. Art is about depicting and communicating something true, something universal, something everlasting about life and humanity, through something tangibly created. A definition which sounds an awful lot like the definition of metaphor: “a thing regarded as representative or symbolic of something else, especially something abstract.” Which sounds a lot like storytelling, because story IS metaphor. It’s life, condensed and magnified, all of its components there for a specific reason – to represent and convey some deeper meaning. So storytelling is naturally suited to being art. Which is good news for writers.

But it can also mean trouble. Storytelling is proven to be one of the most powerful teaching methods there is; a story actually has the power to get into someone’s head and heart and change everything, because to a reader’s mind the events on the page are actually happening. They’re living another life, a life that seeks to prove whatever the author wants to say. So writers have a responsibility to make sure the meaning of their story is true, morally and logically. 

BUT HOW DOES THIS ALL RELATE TO THE MAIN CHARACTER?!

Your main character is flawed, both in ways that only hurt themselves, and in ways that hurt others. These flaws are causing them to ruin their own lives. If they don’t awaken to this unwelcome truth about themselves, they will be lost. What happens to them over the course of the story, as they go after their singular goal, is going to apply pressure to these flaws until someone new – and most of the time, better – is made. The journey will teach them something, and that knowledge will enable them to overcome their weaknesses and forge a better life. 

And I bet you can guess what that story will teach them. That thing that is deeply meaningful for you, so meaningful you want to share it with readers? Yup, that’s what your main character is going to learn.

It’s going to be the SOLUTION to their inner problems. When it comes to characters, the meaning can be wrestled into three parts, adding up into one concise sentence. 

1) To achieve *a better state of being*

2) One must *moral and mental requirement*

3) Or else *the inner stakes*

To see how this works, let’s look at a fairy tale, the most straightforward example of this concept: 

Let’s see Cinderella (the live-action 2015 version). 

The meaning of the movie is summed up in this scene, and the story seeks to prove it throughout: 

“Have courage and be kind… It has power, more than you know. And magic.”

The story revolves around this notion, and everything seeks to represent it and prove it, in true Fairy Tale fashion.  

So in one line, that Ella’s arc proves: To achieve victory over abusers, one must hold onto their courage, kindness, and goodness no matter what – or else succumb and turn into someone like them. 

Exemplified in her last words to her stepmother, that truly defeat her forevermore:

So! Constructing these sentences can help give our flawed characters a destination to motor towards. Which makes writing their arcs much easier. And maybe we can construct a character arc and story that will become one of those magical reading experiences for a reader. And then, maybe one day, we’ll get letters from our reader, telling us exactly what our stories gave them and how it has saved their life in some small way (or maybe not so small way.) 

If finding a book like this is ultimate goal of a reader, I think getting a letter like that is the ultimate goal for a writer. 

Well, there’s my motivation. Time to go figure out what the heck I want my book to say. 

Just the Two of Us (Michelangelo x Reader)

((We need more Mikey content, so here’s a quick something 👏 I’m listening to Grover Washington Jr’s “Just the Two of Us” btw. Reader’s gender is neutral.))

You knew he was a flirt.

The way he spoke to April, and then to you, there was no denying that being a loverboy was as easy as breathing air for Mikey. There was this ease in his feelings, not one ounce of shame in his words and actions. He wore his emotions on his sleeves and at some point you couldn’t help but wonder if it really was just a game - if he was just constantly throwing a line in hopes that someone would bite down to it and reel up to him.

Yet you could notice some differences whenever he spoke to you. The light touches, the warm smiles, that delicate attention to the every words coming out of your mouth. You probably bit that line at some point, without knowing, … and you didn’t mind.

The more time you spent with him, the more you found yourself thinking back about those sweet words of his whenever you were alone.

“Everything just feels so right whenever you’re around.”

“I could spend all my evenings like this…”

“Just you and I. Just the two of us…”

Just the two of us. You could feel a tingling sensation at the nape of your neck whenever you reminded yourself of those words. There was this way he said those, in a tone you knew he never used whenever speaking to anyone else - not even April.

“We can make it if we try. I mean… what’s the harm?”

That single question, echoing in your mind. You only wanted to fall into those arms, feel the warmth and security only him could give… He wanted to be yours, just as you wanted to be his.

Just the two of us…

To lose yourself in that love. To fall for that smile of his, those baby blue eyes. That radiance amongst the shadows he had to hide in… Imagining yourself by his side. For him to be the first thing you’d see in the morning. To whisper sweet words and get bewitched by his charms. To feel that pride in his gaze whenever he’d look at you - and no one else. To sense that shift in the air whenever one of you was around, uplifting the mood.

Yes. You knew now that he was more than a flirt.