🧑‍🍼100 Question OC Family Dynamics Ask Game👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

🔢How many parents/guardians did they grow up with? How many do they have now?

🤝Did they get along with their parent(s)/guardian(s) in childhood? Do they now?

💞If they had more than one, which of their parents/guardians did they get along best with in their childhood? Is that still the case?

⚠️Do they go to their parent(s)/guardian(s) for advice regularly? Only in emergencies? Never?

📞Do they speak with their parent(s)/guardian(s) regularly?

🪢How did they bond with their parent(s)/guardian(s) in childhood? Do they still bond that way?

🏈Did they pick up any hobbies or interests from their parent(s)/guardian(s)? Which ones?

😤Did they ever intentionally go against their parent(s)/guardian(s) in a fit of defiance? What did they do?

🫵Were they often grounded by their parent(s)/guardian(s)?

📖What values did their parent(s)/guardian(s) really drill into their head?

🤔What are things they picked up from their parent(s)/guardian(s) that weren’t intentionally taught?

✂️Have they completely cut off one or more of their parents/guardians? Why?

🚼How many siblings did they grow up with, if any?

🛝Did they get along with their sibling(s) in childhood? Do they now?

📅How far apart in age are they and their sibling(s)?

😡What’s the dumbest sibling argument they’ve ever had?

😇What’s the fondest memory they have with their sibling(s)?

😋Do they have any goofy inside jokes with their sibling(s)?

💝What do they like most about having sibling(s)?

💔What do they dislike the most about having sibling(s)?

👍What’s a situation where they really appreciated having their sibling(s) around?

👎What’s a situation where they wished they’d been an only child?

1️⃣If they’re an only child, have they ever wished they had siblings?

⚔️Are they protective of their sibling(s)? Are their sibling(s) protective of them?

📢Do they speak with their sibling(s) regularly?

🎹Did they pick up any hobbies or interests from their sibling(s)? Which ones?

🙅‍♀️Were they the type to do the complete opposite of whatever their sibling(s) did? Why?

🚩Have they completely cut off one or more of their siblings? Why?

⭐Did their parent(s)/guardian(s) show favoritism between siblings? How did that impact the siblings’ relationships? The child-parent relationships?

🫴Did they have trouble with being asked to share their friends with their sibling(s) growing up? Vice versa?

2️⃣Are they a twin/triplet/etc.? Identical or fraternal?

🌍How did being a twin/triplet/etc. impact their relationship to their parent(s)/guardian(s), their twin/siblings, and the world?

♊If twins/triplets/etc., did their parent(s)/guardian(s) obsess about making them exactly the same? How did that impact their relationships/personalities?

🧓Do they have living grandparents? Did they ever meet their grandparents?

🫂Were their grandparent(s) a big part of their childhood?

🏠Did they go over to their grandparents’ house often?

🪑Were their grandparent(s) regular caretakers when their parent(s)/guardian(s) weren’t available?

✨Did their grandparent(s) show favoritism between siblings? How did that impact the siblings’ relationships? The child-grandparent relationships?

🌪️Did their grandparent(s) show favoritism between their parent/guardian and one of their siblings? How did that impact the family?

⛈️Have they completely cut off one or more of their grandparents? Why?

🤯Do they have aunts/uncles/piblings and/or cousins?

🥳Do they get along with a particular aunt/uncle/pibling best?

🙋Do they get along with a particular cousin the best?

👋Were they close with their aunt(s)/uncle(s)/pibling(s) in childhood? Are they still?

🫰Were they close with their cousin(s) in childhood? Are they still?

🤪Do they have a “fun uncle” type family member?

❌Have they completely cut off one or more of their cousins? Why?

😵Have they completely cut off one or more of their aunts/uncles/piblings? Why?

📏Do they know their extended family well? Are they basically strangers?

👀How often do they see their extended family members? Which side of the family do they see most often?

💗Do they prefer one side of the family more?

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦How would they define “family”?

‼️What’s the most important part of having a “family” to them?

🙏Are there things about their family they wish were different?

💪Do they identify strongly with any family terms? (i.e. big/little sibling, a parent, Aunt/Uncle/Pibling [name])

💒How do their cultural values inform their relationship with their family?

⁉️Do they have a family relationship that’s considered unconventional in their culture?

🫄Do they want to start a family of their own one day? Have they already?

📝Do they want to emulate their family’s dynamics? Do they want to avoid it as much as possible?

🏫What would they teach their kids about what family means if/when they have any?

🚸Would they want their kids to be involved with their other family members, or as far away as possible?

🎭Are they worried about “becoming like their parent(s)/guardian(s)” as they age?

🤐Are they keeping any “family secrets”? How serious are they?

🙊Are they keeping any secrets from their family? Why?

🔮Do they have any “family curses”? Are they real?

😉Did they have any family friends growing up that they saw regularly? Do they still?

🏆Is their family well-known where they grew up? For good reasons or unfortunate ones?

💊How much caretaking did/do they do for their older family members? Is it more or less than is expected of them?

🧼How much caretaking did/do they do for their youngest family members? Is it more or less than is expected of them?

🩺Do they expect their kids or other family members to take care of them when they get older?

😱How would they react to being asked to care for an ill and/or elderly family member long-term?

🏡When did they move out of their childhood home? Have they moved out? Do they plan to?

🏢Would they ever want to live in the same house with their family members long-term? For their whole life?

📌Do they live close to their family? By choice?

🗺️What’s the maximum distance they’d ever live from their family?

🦺Can they count on their family members to help in an emergency?

😢Have they ever disappointed any member of their family?

😔Have any of their family members disappointed them?

🎖️What’s a time they felt extremely proud of their family?

🎉What’s a time their family celebrated one of their achievements?

💢Do they argue with their family a lot? About anything in particular?

🙈How many embarrassing stories would their family be able to tell about them?

🗣️How many embarrassing stories could they tell about their family?

📚What’s a family story they always tell people?

💛What’s their favorite story that their parent(s)/guardian(s) have told?

🪦Were any of their partners given the “if you hurt my kid, they’ll never find your body” talk from their parent(s)/guardian(s)? How embarrassing was it?

👌Were their parent(s)/guardian(s) accepting of their partner(s)?

✌️Did their sibling(s) accept their partner(s)?

🤗Do they consider their partner’s family to be their family too?

🤢What kinds of traits in other families are they jealous of, if any?

😄Is there any trait they particularly appreciate about their family?

🫡Are they proud to talk about their family to other people?

👂Do they enjoy listening to other people talk about their families?

🎳Are their friends welcome among their family? Only certain friends?

🎈Do they celebrate any extremely specific holidays that their family pretty much invented from scratch?

🐕Did they have any family pets growing up? Do they have any now?

🐈Were their parent(s)/guardian(s) opposed to having a pet? Did it ever change?

🐸Did having a family pet encourage them to have pets if/when they moved out?

🐭Do they consider pets to be a part of the family?

🃏Wild card! Ask anything you want!

OC INTRODUCTION - Chessa

(Above is from the original tale and not written by me)

Chessa lies in the ruins of a castle, on an island in the centre of the Sleeping Lake surrounded by thorns. Where she came from is unknown; some say she’s been dead for years, not sleeping. Others say it’s simply a legend to keep frightened sailors away form the isle of briars. But in the castle Chessa lies, waiting to be woken.

See more about The Seal and the Ravens here! Leave a comment or send an ask to be added to the taglist.

Make The Word Tag

tagged by @void-botanist, thank you!

Rules: Using the 3 random words given to you, you have to write a scene either using all 3 words in one scene OR write three separate scenes using each word separately.

Sicne this got a little long, I'll tag everyone right up top.

Your words are: organ, jump, cold

Tagging: @foxys-fantasy-tales @noblebs @vacantgodling @taranorma @sigridhawke @ink-enchanted @hallwords @leahnardo-da-veggie @rachaellawrites @wintherlywords @ettawritesnstudies and anyone else who wants to write something!

My words were: volcano, heaven, and means, and I wrote the following scene(s) for P&J!

~

The awkward silence grew exceptionally long. Pride stared at a stain on the wall, pretending to wonder where it came from. He didn’t know why he was still sitting there, listening to Justice sniffle into a tissue an arm’s length away, but couldn’t force his body to move. All his muscles clenched, waiting in suspense for permission to slink off the couch and forget this ever happened.

“Thank you,” Justice suddenly mumbled.

Pride almost jumped. “For what?”

“For listening, I guess.” He crumpled the used tissue in his fist, staring down at it with a wet smile. “I can’t really talk to humans about this, so.”

“You probably could. Just don’t say you’re homesick for Heaven. Let people fill in the rest themselves.”

Justice scrunched his nose. “I don’t know, I’m not a good liar.”

“It’s not lying, technically.”

“Sure, but it feels better to be able to tell the truth.” He gestured between them, the empty cushion on the couch even more exaggerated. “To talk to someone who gets it.”

“I don’t.”

Pride’s mouth answered so quickly he didn’t have time to think about what it said. Justice blinked his puffy eyes, taken-aback.

“What… do you mean?” he ventured.

“I’m not homesick,” Pride said. “I don’t miss anywhere, really.”

“You don’t?”

“Nope.”

“You don’t miss anyone?”

Pride snorted. Justice would never know how funny that question was. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. Hell sucked ass and I’m glad I’ll never be able to go back.”

“Oh.”

Justice sat back on the couch, confusion overtaking the homesickness that Pride discovered mere minutes ago. The longer he sat there, eyes far away in thought, the more a suspicion grew in Pride’s mind. A suspicion that seemed completely ridiculous.

“You don’t think demons actually like it in Hell,” he said, “do you?”

Make The Word Tag

tagged by @void-botanist, thank you!

Rules: Using the 3 random words given to you, you have to write a scene either using all 3 words in one scene OR write three separate scenes using each word separately.

Sicne this got a little long, I'll tag everyone right up top.

Your words are: organ, jump, cold

Tagging: @foxys-fantasy-tales @noblebs @vacantgodling @taranorma @sigridhawke @ink-enchanted @hallwords @leahnardo-da-veggie @rachaellawrites @wintherlywords @ettawritesnstudies and anyone else who wants to write something!

My words were: volcano, heaven, and means, and I wrote the following scene(s) for P&J!

~

The awkward silence grew exceptionally long. Pride stared at a stain on the wall, pretending to wonder where it came from. He didn’t know why he was still sitting there, listening to Justice sniffle into a tissue an arm’s length away, but couldn’t force his body to move. All his muscles clenched, waiting in suspense for permission to slink off the couch and forget this ever happened.

“Thank you,” Justice suddenly mumbled.

Pride almost jumped. “For what?”

“For listening, I guess.” He crumpled the used tissue in his fist, staring down at it with a wet smile. “I can’t really talk to humans about this, so.”

“You probably could. Just don’t say you’re homesick for Heaven. Let people fill in the rest themselves.”

Justice scrunched his nose. “I don’t know, I’m not a good liar.”

“It’s not lying, technically.”

“Sure, but it feels better to be able to tell the truth.” He gestured between them, the empty cushion on the couch even more exaggerated. “To talk to someone who gets it.”

“I don’t.”

Pride’s mouth answered so quickly he didn’t have time to think about what it said. Justice blinked his puffy eyes, taken-aback.

“What… do you mean?” he ventured.

“I’m not homesick,” Pride said. “I don’t miss anywhere, really.”

“You don’t?”

“Nope.”

“You don’t miss anyone?”

Pride snorted. Justice would never know how funny that question was. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. Hell sucked ass and I’m glad I’ll never be able to go back.”

“Oh.”

Justice sat back on the couch, confusion overtaking the homesickness that Pride discovered mere minutes ago. The longer he sat there, eyes far away in thought, the more a suspicion grew in Pride’s mind. A suspicion that seemed completely ridiculous.

“You don’t think demons actually like it in Hell,” he said, “do you?”

found out apparently if you want to consume content of your own original characters and stories you usually have to make that content? fucked up if true

Make The Word Tag

tagged by @void-botanist, thank you!

Rules: Using the 3 random words given to you, you have to write a scene either using all 3 words in one scene OR write three separate scenes using each word separately.

Sicne this got a little long, I'll tag everyone right up top.

Your words are: organ, jump, cold

Tagging: @foxys-fantasy-tales @noblebs @vacantgodling @taranorma @sigridhawke @ink-enchanted @hallwords @leahnardo-da-veggie @rachaellawrites @wintherlywords @ettawritesnstudies and anyone else who wants to write something!

My words were: volcano, heaven, and means, and I wrote the following scene(s) for P&J!

~

The awkward silence grew exceptionally long. Pride stared at a stain on the wall, pretending to wonder where it came from. He didn’t know why he was still sitting there, listening to Justice sniffle into a tissue an arm’s length away, but couldn’t force his body to move. All his muscles clenched, waiting in suspense for permission to slink off the couch and forget this ever happened.

“Thank you,” Justice suddenly mumbled.

Pride almost jumped. “For what?”

“For listening, I guess.” He crumpled the used tissue in his fist, staring down at it with a wet smile. “I can’t really talk to humans about this, so.”

“You probably could. Just don’t say you’re homesick for Heaven. Let people fill in the rest themselves.”

Justice scrunched his nose. “I don’t know, I’m not a good liar.”

“It’s not lying, technically.”

“Sure, but it feels better to be able to tell the truth.” He gestured between them, the empty cushion on the couch even more exaggerated. “To talk to someone who gets it.”

“I don’t.”

Pride’s mouth answered so quickly he didn’t have time to think about what it said. Justice blinked his puffy eyes, taken-aback.

“What… do you mean?” he ventured.

“I’m not homesick,” Pride said. “I don’t miss anywhere, really.”

“You don’t?”

“Nope.”

“You don’t miss anyone?”

Pride snorted. Justice would never know how funny that question was. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. Hell sucked ass and I’m glad I’ll never be able to go back.”

“Oh.”

Justice sat back on the couch, confusion overtaking the homesickness that Pride discovered mere minutes ago. The longer he sat there, eyes far away in thought, the more a suspicion grew in Pride’s mind. A suspicion that seemed completely ridiculous.

“You don’t think demons actually like it in Hell,” he said, “do you?”

It's important, especially for beginner writers, but to remind those who have been writing long term as well, that your writing, your stories, your characters and plots, they cannot be all encompassing, they simply cannot address every issue we individually and collectively face in the world today. They cannot completely and flawlessly represent every single person's lived experience in absolute depth and nuance, and that's normal, that's okay! What's important is for you to lean into the story you want to tell and the experiences and passions (themes, opinions, hobbies even) you want to share and explore, and make every effort to tell those things to the best of your ability — and tell a bloody good tale while you're at it 💕

Make The Word Tag

tagged by @void-botanist, thank you!

Rules: Using the 3 random words given to you, you have to write a scene either using all 3 words in one scene OR write three separate scenes using each word separately.

Sicne this got a little long, I'll tag everyone right up top.

Your words are: organ, jump, cold

Tagging: @foxys-fantasy-tales @noblebs @vacantgodling @taranorma @sigridhawke @ink-enchanted @hallwords @leahnardo-da-veggie @rachaellawrites @wintherlywords @ettawritesnstudies and anyone else who wants to write something!

My words were: volcano, heaven, and means, and I wrote the following scene(s) for P&J!

~

The awkward silence grew exceptionally long. Pride stared at a stain on the wall, pretending to wonder where it came from. He didn’t know why he was still sitting there, listening to Justice sniffle into a tissue an arm’s length away, but couldn’t force his body to move. All his muscles clenched, waiting in suspense for permission to slink off the couch and forget this ever happened.

“Thank you,” Justice suddenly mumbled.

Pride almost jumped. “For what?”

“For listening, I guess.” He crumpled the used tissue in his fist, staring down at it with a wet smile. “I can’t really talk to humans about this, so.”

“You probably could. Just don’t say you’re homesick for Heaven. Let people fill in the rest themselves.”

Justice scrunched his nose. “I don’t know, I’m not a good liar.”

“It’s not lying, technically.”

“Sure, but it feels better to be able to tell the truth.” He gestured between them, the empty cushion on the couch even more exaggerated. “To talk to someone who gets it.”

“I don’t.”

Pride’s mouth answered so quickly he didn’t have time to think about what it said. Justice blinked his puffy eyes, taken-aback.

“What… do you mean?” he ventured.

“I’m not homesick,” Pride said. “I don’t miss anywhere, really.”

“You don’t?”

“Nope.”

“You don’t miss anyone?”

Pride snorted. Justice would never know how funny that question was. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. Hell sucked ass and I’m glad I’ll never be able to go back.”

“Oh.”

Justice sat back on the couch, confusion overtaking the homesickness that Pride discovered mere minutes ago. The longer he sat there, eyes far away in thought, the more a suspicion grew in Pride’s mind. A suspicion that seemed completely ridiculous.

“You don’t think demons actually like it in Hell,” he said, “do you?”

I’m writing right now too and struggling a little, but I’ll keep going along with you two

Every time this post comes up on my dash i feel so fucking called out.

I dug up an old WIP yesterday and read through the entire thing, it was some 180 pages of an original story and I actually really fucking liked it??

[Of course, it was still transcendentally weird. On one hand there was a painfully beautifully scene where the trans boy comes out his crush and is worried he'll be rejected. On the other hand I discovered lines that i just. Who let me write them. Said crush, Rian, walked up to Avi who was getting flirted with by a bunch of people while preparing soil. And he just fucking says "I thought we were supposed to be using shovels for gardening, I see Avi's using hoes instead." Ngk????!!!!! 😭]

BUT WHO'S GOING TO WRITE THE REST OF IT? ME???? THIS IS HOMOPHOBIA.

Someone encourage me to write please so that my two idiot gays can have their enemies to lovers happily ever after and I can sit and be stupid with them.

WE CAN DO IT EVERYONE WRITE. IT MAY NOT LOOK GOOD TO YOU. IT DOESN'T MATTER. THE ONLY THING YOU NEED TO DO TO BE A WRITER IS, WELL. WRITE.

Alright you know what? Today's the day I drag that WIP out from its dusty little hole and write. I'll set a timer for an hour and just fucking do it.

For the record, that thing I was writing last week that I was convinced was the worst thing in the world...? I kept going. I finished it. I revised it. I sent it in. Everybody loves it so much. Even me.

if you've never engaged with a creative art on a regular basis you need to understand that it requires concerted effort to get into "the groove" to make something and every second that it takes to get into that groove causes physical pain, but the only thing worse than doing it is not doing it.