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You watch what you love and you write the rest.

@writetherest / writetherest.tumblr.com

Fandoms include: Agents of SHIELD, Grace & Frankie, Supergirl, Once Upon A Time, The Devil Wears Prada, and others.
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Anonymous asked:

Swan Queen - 24 & 51

24 was soulmate AU and 51 was accidentally married. 
I had actually also started a fic that would fit that prompt aaaaages ago as well. So I went ahead and finished it. Set in a timeline where Emma doesn’t travel to the past and bring back Marian in 3x22. 

"We need a groom." Tink says as her eyes scan the small crowd gathered. Everyone already has a position, though. Everyone, that is, except…

"Emma!"

"Huh?" Emma's head snaps up from where she's been hiding on the patio, playing on her phone and distinctly trying to avoid taking any kind of notice to what is going on around her.

"Emma, come up here, please. We need a stand in for the groom."

"I – you need – what?" Emma asks, praying that she's somehow just misheard what Tink is asking of her.

"Really, Miss Swan, have you gone deaf?" Regina asks from where she stands in the doorway, Henry in tow, ready to walk her down the carpeted aisle that's been laid out in Regina's back yard. She's only teasing though, Emma can tell by her tone, and so she smiles before she glances up to where Tink stands in the center of the wedding arch.

"No, I just – why me?"

"You're the only one that doesn't have a job yet! Come on, it's just for rehearsal. You don't have to do anything but stand here, really." Tink coaxes.

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me: i’m a good writer. i know my worth and i’m confident in my skill set and i know i can do this.  me, five minutes later: what if i’m terrible? what if everyone who has ever read my work and thought it was good was lying? too afraid to tell me the truth? blackmailed by aliens? what if everything i write is terrible and too scattered/forced/hollow what if i don’t know how to make a sentence. where do verbs go. how do u emotion

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Philinda & Timelines

I wrote most of this in a more disorganized form a few months back, but now I’ve fleshed it out and done some more calculations. I hope it might be interesting to fans of these characters or useful for those who write fic for them.

I like to have some dates and characterization timelines to look at when writing fic for a set in the “real world” type show, so I generally keep some notes for myself in word docs. Here I just kinda dove into it. 

I don’t go into plot timeline details here because I just don’t care. Marvel does an incredibly shit job taking travel time and medical times into account. They can try and convince me something happened in two weeks, but I’m always going to ignore it. Props to y’all who have that kind of energy.

This uses info from the show itself and from an online date calculator. I am mostly not pulling from the wikis. The wikis are great, but they are massively self-contradictory due to tie-in comics and stuff said in various interviews, etc. It’s Marvel.

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Phil Coulson was born July 8, 1964. He was an active and outgoing kid who wished he had a brother to play with. His dad was killed in 1973. Coulson was only 9 years old. They’d either finished restoring Lola together earlier that year or in 1972. It is implied in season 2 that he and his mother moved after the death, either to a different part of the town or somewhere else entirely. Coulson finished high school and went to college to study history, both because that was the subject his dad taught and because he was always a giant history nerd. He worked as a lifeguard as a teenager. A research project into the S.S.R. brought him to Shield’s attention. He was recruited from college by Nick Fury, an agent at the time.

Melinda May was born November 20, 1965 (a reference from the scanned back-page of a tie-in comic I cannot find again). Obviously, they’ve just used Ming’s birthday with a different year to parallel the actors. Her birth location is always listed as classified, so it’s possible her mother was involved with something for the CIA at the time. May always picked up new physical activities quickly according to her dad. She started ice-skating at 7 and quickly began skating competitively. At 12 she switched from skating to martial arts. May decided to join Shield despite her mother’s disapproval. We know nothing of how she was recruited.

Star Wars Episode IV came out in May of 1977. Coulson was 12 and May was 10. This is totally relevant information.

May is just shy of two years younger than Coulson. More precisely, Coulson is 17 months older.

We know they were at the Academy (Comms and Ops shared some classes) together and graduated at the same time. Comms and Ops would have been in different facilities, though reasonably close together for logistics. They probably wouldn’t have seen each other every day. They probably usually saw each other multiple times a week, depending on classes.

They also shared classes with future Agent Blake and Agent Garrett. (It’s important to remember that Agents Hand, Hartley, Sitwell, and Hill are younger and did not attend the Academy until the previous four Agents had already left.)

From common practices in American educational law, Coulson very likely started school (kindergarten) in the fall of 1969 (at 5). He would have graduated in 1982 and started college that fall. It is also possible he started school in 1970 (at 6) and graduated in 1983. May likely started school in 1971 at 5 and would have graduated in spring 1984 at 18 or she possibly started school at 1970 at 4 and graduated in 1983 at 17. (At the time, starting kindergarten at 4 years old was common if you would be turning 5 soon. Start ages were lower in the 70s.)

Here’s where a couple different things could have happened.

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How To Stay Motivated On Your Writing

Whether you’re writing a novel, a poem, a short story, or the writing project equivalent to the Sistine Chapel you need to get AND stay motivated to write.

Writing isn’t always easy. It takes a lot of hard work and self discipline to do. And at the end of the day, just like 99.9% of everything else in life, you cant rely on anyone but yourself to get it done.

1. Hold Yourself Accountable.

No one else is going to write for you. No one else is going to take YOUR dreams as seriously as you do. Don’t give yourself premission to fail and not get your s*** done. YOU and only YOU are going to accomplish this. You are in control. There’s no excuse. Yes, life gets to be a pain the a** sometimes but there is a whole 24 hours in a day. AT LEAST half an hour of those can go toward your writing. Trust me, I know all about life getting in the way. I am a 33 week old pregnate person and I still am holding only myself accountable for what I do and how I spend my time. Motivation doesn’t write for you, YOU write because you are a writer.

2. Make It A Habit.

If you tell yourself everyday that you’re going to write and actually do it everyday eventually you will make habit of it. Once it becomes a habit you will feel weird and incomplete not writing. Isn’t that the point? You want to write everyday because even if what you write needs A LOT of editing you can fix it later. And if you write everyday your skill level becomes better. Writing everyday will also ensure that you are always progressing. Who cares if you wrote ten pages of bull****? You can edit and rewrite that. You cannot edit a blank page. Making writing a habit everyday only makes you better and all you have to do is … Wait for it…. WRITE EVERYDAY. Even if it is only for thirty minutes. Get it done.

3. Set Daily Goals For Yourself AND Reward Yourself for Getting Them Done.

By setting daily goals you will know that you are on the right path to accomplish what you are trying to do.

Trying to write a book? It will not happen overnight so you have to set goals. Trying to write that short story? Set goals to get it written. Trying to gain a bigger reader audience? Set goals. The list goes on.

Anything is possible when you set reasonable daily goals for yourself.

And be sure to reward yourself when you accomplish a goal!

Did you write that chapter like you wanted to? Did you write that poem or short story like you wanted to? Reward yourself with something you like like a movie, a snack, or even a break.

Your brain will associate being productive with feeling good and that in itself is motivation to continue. Plus, you’ll feel good just knowing you accomplished a goal.

4. Commit.

I don’t want to hear about the sob stories about “commitment issues.” You wanted to be a writer SO BE ONE. Commit to writing and accomplish your dreams! Tomorrow is not guarranteed to anyone. Do you want to look back on your life and think: I could’ve written that but it’s too late now.

No. I didn’t think so.

It is one thing to have a hundred unfinished writing projects. Thats okay. Giving up and not writing is a completely different thing.

Don’t be a quitter, be a winner.

5. Perspective.

You’re life could be a lot harder than this problem of not being motivated to write.

Let’s be real here.

There are people in this world who don’t even know how to read let alone write and the fact that you know how to spell your name is a luxury some people will never know.

That alone should motivate you to write.

The fact that you can and will not because you would rather binge watch Breaking Bad is literally a smack in the face to people who would chew off their own leg to be able to know how to write.

I don’t say this to make you donate 25 cents to that commercial you saw. I say this because it’s real.

*No offense to Breaking Bad– I love the show like I love oxygen.*

6. Don’t Doubt Yourself!

Quit being so mean to yourself! Now! Stop It!

Quit telling yourself you’re a sh**** writer. Quit telling yourself you won’t succeed.

Like I said before, YOU control your writing. Need to get better at something? Learn. It is as simple as that.

You also cannot compare yourself to other writers.

Stop doing that.

You are your own writer. Don’t be discouraged because you think you don’t “fit in” or something. Originality is not being like everyone else. Originality comes from being YOU.

7. Amp Yourself Up To Write!

Writing is a kickass thing! Pump yourself up to do it.

You know how those big brawly hockey players hype themselves up before a game to boost their performance?

Pretend to be one of those gladiators!

Listen to music that gets you pumped up and jam out to it like nobody’s watching.

(My top three lately have been Bodak Yellow by Cardi B, Under the Influence by Eminem, and Survivor by Destiny’s Child. Judge me.)

Read success stories to pump yourself up.

You can even start keeping a notebook of positive reviews and comments on your writing to look back through to amp yourself up. Trust me, this works because I have been doing it since I was fifteen years old.

If you have to drink thirty energy drinks to pump yourself up. (I am kidding, don’t do that.)

So there you have it folks, motivation is only part of the writing process–motivation really comes from self discipline. So listen to my advice and get out there and write!

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Happy writing you guys!

*bobbing head to Survivor by Destiny’s Child as if I am Sasha Fierce* Don’t mind me, we have established I have a few screws loose. 😙

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Anonymous asked:

Swan Queen - 34 Vacation Fic & 75 Bed Sharing

I started a fic that fits this prompt aaaaages ago. So I dug it out and finally finished it. Hope that’s okay, anon. Set after Season 4 but before Season 5, assuming that they somehow saved Emma from being the Dark Swan and Zelena’s pregnancy was normal length. If it’s terrible, I apologize. Like I said, it’s been aaaaages.

"Wait a minute. What do you mean this is the key to our room? We're supposed to have two rooms. Plural."

"I'm sorry, Miss Swan, but according to our reservation information, you only booked one room with us." The desk clerk offers with a pasted-on smile.

"No. I know that I booked adjoining rooms for all of our hotels on this trip. I know that I did." Emma insists, feeling Regina's eyes burning holes in the back of her head.

The clerk hits a few buttons on the keyboard and clicks the mouse once before looking back up with the same expression. "I'm sorry, Miss Swan, but we only have you listed as having the one room."

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you wear white (and I’ll wear out the words I love you) - Philinda

Tahiti really is a magical place.

Even with Phil’s illness looming over them, a week passes in relative bliss. They ‘parasail’ - a lot - and just spend their days together. Phil watches her do tai chi on the beach in the mornings before he cooks them breakfast that they’ve taken to eating curled together on one of the chaise loungers on the deck. They go for long strolls on the beach, their hands clasped together, fingers entwined. They lay on the beach and swim in the ocean. They soak up the sun and each other and it is about as perfect as it could be.

Except that with every hour, every day that passes, the sharp fear that resides in Melinda’s heart and mind grows larger. Each day, they get closer to the time that Simmons has estimated. And each night, Melinda holds on just a little tighter, petrified that she’s going to wake up and Phil will be gone.

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Performer AU and Hair brushing/braiding - any ship you feel like writing but you know I'm nudging for Supercat or Swan Queen if you feel it.

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So I ended up writing a fic because of course I did. I may also have a Swan Queen version started too. Oops? 

But here’s SuperCat! Performer AU = Broadway AU in this particular instance.

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“Why is it that you show up to the stage door every night looking like a homeless person? Are you a homeless person?”

Kara startles at the sound of someone at the dressing room door and spins around to catch sight of Cat, standing there staring her down. “M-miss Grant!” She squeaks in surprise, not even catching what Cat has said. She is the last one in the dressing room, everyone else having already headed out.

Cat’s eyes move over Kara’s body, taking in the beat up old Converse shoes, the leggings, the hoodie that dwarfs Kara’s frame, and the beanie shoved onto her head. “My god, you really do look like you’re homeless. Honestly, Kiera, what is that outfit?”

“Uh, it’s actually Kara, Miss Grant. And um, I don’t know what –“

Cat sighs, as though this discussion that she started is the biggest waste of her precious time. “How do you expect anyone at stage door to recognize you, let alone want to take a photo with you when you leave looking like that?”

“Oh.” Kara glances down at herself and then back at Cat, immaculately dressed with her hair somehow looking perfect despite the wig she wears in the show and her stage make up removed and replaced with perfect contouring and shading. Kara thinks that she could understand why some people hate the self-proclaimed Queen of Broadway if she wasn’t so damn amazed by her. “I – I’m not someone people really want to see at the stage door, Miss Grant. I mean, everyone is there to see you so –“

“And no one will ever be there to see you if you don’t start acting like you’re a star. I see what you do on that stage every night, Kiera. You have real talent. But you’re never going to go anywhere if you don’t start acting like you know it. So buck up and for god’s sake, start dressing better.”

With that, Cat is gone in a whirl of perfume and Kara can only stare after her. “Yes, Miss Grant.”

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Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

  1. Historical AU 
  2. Royal AU 
  3. Modern AU 
  4. Coffee Shop AU 
  5. Bar/Restaurant AU 
  6. Bookshop AU 
  7. Florist AU  
  8. Hospital AU 
  9. Dance AU 
  10. Airport/Travel AU 
  11. Neighbour AU 
  12. Roommate AU 
  13. Detective AU 
  14. Bodyguard AU 
  15. Criminal AU 
  16. Prison AU 
  17. War AU 
  18. Circus AU 
  19. Summer Camp AU 
  20. Teacher AU 
  21. Dystopian AU 
  22. Space AU 
  23. Performer AU 
  24. Soulmate AU 
  25. Fairy Tale AU 
  26. Massage Fic  
  27. Sick/Injured Fic 
  28. Proposal Fic  
  29. Wedding Fic  
  30. Holiday Fic  
  31. Birthday Fic 
  32. Pregnancy Fic  
  33. Baby Fic 
  34. Vacation Fic  
  35. Bathtub Fic 
  36. Text/Letter Fic 
  37. Coming Out Fic   
  38. Grief Fic  
  39. Survival/Wilderness Fic  
  40. Almost Kiss 
  41. First Kiss 
  42. The Big Damn Kiss 
  43. Dance of Romance  
  44. Flowers of Romance 
  45. Chocolate of Romance  
  46. Blind Date  
  47. Not a Date  
  48. Fake Dating 
  49. Fake Married 
  50. Arranged Marriage  
  51. Accidentally Married 
  52. Marriage of Convenience 
  53. Mutual Pining 
  54. Secret Relationship  
  55. Established Relationship 
  56. Awful First Meeting 
  57. Forgotten First Meeting  
  58. Accidental Eavesdropping  
  59. Interrupted Declaration of Love 
  60. Poorly Timed Confession 
  61. Love Confession 
  62. Love Confessor (Character A confessing their love for Character B to Character C)  
  63. Everybody Knows/Mistaken for Couple 
  64. Star Crossed Lovers  
  65. It’s Not You, It’s Me 
  66. It’s Not You, It’s My Enemies  
  67. Character in Peril 
  68. Heroic Sacrifice 
  69. Flirting Under Fire 
  70. Locked in a Room 
  71. Twenty-Four Hours to Live  
  72. Stranded on A Desert Island 
  73. Stranded Due to Inclement Weather 
  74. Huddling for Warmth 
  75. Bed Sharing  
  76. Did They or Didn’t They? 
  77. In Vino Veritas  
  78. Above the Influence  
  79. Anger Born of Worry  
  80. Green-Eyed Epiphany  
  81. The Missus and the Ex 
  82. Second Love  
  83. Intimate Artistry  
  84. Married to the Job  
  85. Innocent Physical Contact 
  86. I Didn’t Mean to Turn You On 
  87. Aroused By Her Voice  
  88. Erotic Dreams 
  89. First Time 
  90. Unexpected Virgin 
  91. PWP 
  92. Kink 
  93. Makeovers 
  94. Hair Brushing/Braiding 
  95. Sleep Intimacy 
  96. Scars  
  97. Time Travel  
  98. Curses 
  99. Magical Accidents 
  100. Accidentally Saving the Day   
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There’s One Thing Left To Do - Philinda

Because I couldn't resist, and I'm choosing to live in a happy Philinda bubble right now.
Title taken from the song Marry Me by Train.

They stand on the beach until the sun begins to set, just holding hands and holding on to each other. It’s only when the sun finally sinks down below the horizon and the darkness creeps over them that Phil releases her hand, reaching down for the duffels at their feet instead.

“Let’s go check out the house.”

Melinda grabs both of the bags from him, heading towards the single bungalow standing on the long stretch of empty beach and ignoring his calls to her back that he can carry his own bag.

She climbs the few small wooden steps without much issue, even as her leg aches a bit, and stands on the large open wrap around porch. There are a few comfortable looking chairs spread around on the porch and a large glass door that stands open, leading into the house. Gauzy white curtains blow around as she moves through the door, taking in the large open living room area. Large windows will let plenty of natural light into the room. Attached to the living room on the left is a kitchen that she is sure Phil will love, but which she barely registers as she continues her scan, her eyes instead catching on the small hallway that leads away from the living room.

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when love picks its shade (it demands to be seen) - Grace & Frankie

Written for Grace and Frankie Week - Day 1 - Soulmate AU. I am, as ever, slightly late to the party.

Grace is seventy years old and her world is neutral.
Not black and white. It’s not like she doesn’t love anyone and no one loves her. It’s just… neutral. Pale shades and hints of color. Grays and mauves and beiges. The palest hints of blue and pink. No yellows or purples or oranges or reds.
Frankie is seventy years old and her world is colorful.
Grace knows this - knows that even after being left by her husband, Frankie is still loved enough and loves enough to see colors that Grace can’t even imagine - because Frankie talks about color more than anyone Grace has ever met.
It’s one of the reasons that Grace (pretends she) can’t stand Frankie.
She doesn’t need a hippy who sees - and paints with - every color of the rainbow living with her, flaunting her ability to see color in Grace’s face.
But of course, that’s what she gets.
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I wish this happy day would find me beside you (supercat)

I wrote a thing for Lola’s birthday. Because she is the best and deserves all the fic. And also because SuperCat.

Her heart begins to beat at super speed as she realizes exactly who this birthday treat is from, and her eyes begin to sting. She shakes her head and grabs her phone, opening her text board and typing in a number that is as familiar to her as Alex's.
There are so many things that she wants to say and for a second she considers not saying anything at all, but today that doesn't seem like an option. It also doesn't seem like an option to play it safe right now either. Today, Kara is going to dive.
'Where are you?' she types out and hits send before she can think better of it.
Three little dots show under the message almost immediately and Kara swallows hard, wondering what kind of biting reply she'll be receiving.
'Beach house' is all it says and that's enough for Kara to open her window and take to the sky.
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There are markers spread all over the floor in a trail towards the living room when Cat gets home, which she finds out when one catches under the heel of her too high heels.

"Carter! What have I told you about leaving markers laying around?" She calls as she slips out of the shoes. "And why didn't you tell me you have a project due?"

Carter's head peeks around the door frame of his bedroom, a grin on his face. "I don't. But apparently Kara does."

"What?" Cat walks into the living room to find Kara surrounded by markers, paint, and poster board. She's wearing leggings and a sweatshirt that's stretched out and hanging off her shoulder. Her hair is up in a messy bun with strands falling down into her face and there are color smudges all over her face and arms.

"What is going on here?" She crosses her arms, her eyes taking in the sign that's in front of Kara.

"I'm getting ready for the march."

"Yes. I can see that." Cat's eyebrow lifts. "But you are not carrying that sign."

"Of course I am."

"Kara Danvers, if you think this is funny -"

Kara looks up at her, somehow going from wounded puppy to ferocious wolf in a matter of seconds. "I don't think it's funny at all! That's the point. I'm supposed to be a role model for National City. For the world. And how am I doing that if I stay silent? If I don't march?"

Cat can't argue with that, and honestly she doesn't want to. "Am I to assume that Baby Lane helped you with the sign?"

"Maggie. Although, Lucy helped with yours."

"Mine?"

Kara holds up another sign, this one with a picture of a cat dressed like Ulysses S. Grant  - Cat Grant - in the middle and the words 'This pussy grabs back' surrounding it.

Cat actually laughs out loud. "It's very subtle."

"So?" Kara asks, holding up the sign and waving it back and forth.

"You always have to be the hero, don't you?" Cat kneels down, takes the sign out of Kara's hands, and kisses her.

"Not all heroes wear capes. We're gonna prove that tomorrow." Kara smiles into the kiss.

"Yes, well, perhaps we should change your sign."

"To say what?" The ferocious wolf is gone, replaced by the confused puppy that Cat adores.

Cat grabs a blank poster board and a marker and scrawls a new message across it in bright red.

"Hey, Donald, don't try to grab my pussy," Kara reads, laughing, "it's property of Cat Grant."

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