Author: somewhatavidreader

since we’re talking about mean and his acting, the scene where he just has the s o f t e s t smile after reading cans letter??? how does one even exude that sort of… softness …. it was such a small, tiny scene, with only a brief amount of movement in terms of facial expression but it affected how the viewers related to and percieved tin’s character so much and basically i might be biased but means acting gives me FEELINGS jsksjsksksksks

fkyb:

andwebegin:

I AGREE! Just when I thought I couldn’t have hated him even more after the scene by the football field, he went ahead to make me fall for his softness as he crushes hard on Can. The character development for Tin is A++++++ and I couldn’t be happier. Mean did an excellent job in portraying his character and I stan him so much.

Yeeeeeees this! I also hated him at first for being such an elitist asshole, but look at me now. He grew on me and his acting is forever on point ❤

brynwrites:

Making your angst hurt: the power of lighthearted scenes. 

I’m incredibly disappointed with the trend in stories (especially ‘edgy’ YA novels) to bombard the reader with traumatic situations, angry characters, and relationship drama without ever first giving them a reason to root for a better future. As a reader…

  • I might care that the main siblings are fighting if they had first been shown to have at least one happy, healthy conversation. 
  • I might cry and rage with the protagonist if I knew they actually had the capacity to laugh and smile and be happy.
  • I might be hit by heavy and dark situations if there was some notion that it was possible for this world to have light and hope and joy to begin with.

Writers seem to forget that their reader’s eyes adjust to the dark. If you want to give your reader a truly bleak situation in a continually dim setting, you have to put them in pitch blackness. But if you just shine a light first, the sudden change makes the contrast appear substantial.

Show your readers what light means to your character before taking it away. Let the reader bond with the characters in their happy moments before (and in between) tearing them apart. Give readers a future to root for by putting sparks of that future into the past and the present. Make your character’s tears and anger mean something.

Not only will this give your dark and emotional scenes more impact, but it says something that we as humans desperately, desperately need to hear. 

Books with light amidst the darkness tell us that while things are hard and hurt, that we’re still allowed to breathe and hope and live and even laugh within the darkness.

We as humans need to hear this more often, because acting it out is the only way we stop from suffocating long enough to make a difference.

So write angst, and darkness, and gritty, painful stories, full of treacherous morally grey characters if you want to. But don’t forget to turn the light on occasionally.

Support Bryn’s ability to provide writing advice by reading their debut novel, an upbeat fantasy about a bloodthirsty siren fighting to return home while avoiding the lure of a suspiciously friendly and eccentric pirate captain!

Can you do Tincan, prompt #1 or #13, pretty please? <3

freshandnewwie:

Why not both, dear? ❤️

#1: “we’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

Tin sat beside Can in the parked car. The only sound heard was the sound of the engine running. Can gulped at the dead silence he was getting from his boyfriend.

“I’m sorry,” came out of his mouth before he could stop himself, even though he didn’t know what he was apologizing for.

“You told your mother we were friends,” Tin glanced at him, predatory eyes locking with Can’s. Can just gulped again, pretending not to notice that Tim’s eyes followed the movement.

“I don’t think she’ll be accepting of me dating a boy. She barely lets Ley watch her shows,” Can have his reasoning behind why he said what he did.

“We’re not just friends, and you fucking know it, Cantaloupe,” Tin’s voice had deepened an octave and Can felt his body react to it, submissing almost naturally. “Don’t you?”

“I know,” Can nodded, eyes wide and jaw slack. Tin smirked, turning off the car and getting out. Can followed him, jumping with his door was snatched open and his seat was pushed all the way back. Tin hovered above him, in between Can’s legs that spread open wide for him.

“You’ll be a good boy next time, right baby?”

“Yes sir, I’ll be good.”

“My good boy,” Tin hummed, pressing hot kisses against the column of Can’s throat. Tin’s only response was a moan, even if the only thing going through Can’s head was “yoursyoursyours.” He didn’t have to say it out loud, Tin already knew.

#13: “you can’t keep pretending it didnt happen because guess what? It did.”

Can huffed again, throwing his body on the sofa. Tin followed behind him with an amused smile, pulling the smaller boy close, holding him tightly when Can struggled.

“Can…you can’t keep pretending it didnt happen because guess what? It did.”

“No, let me go!”

“Come on, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“Not that big of a deal?!” Can pouted, and Tin resisted the urge to capture his lips, held back the want to nibble them until they turned cherry red. “It is a big deal! You ruined my reputation!”

“It was one game, baby,” Tin mumbled, fighting back the laughter that was bubbling inside him. He didn’t dare laugh when his baby was sulking like this. It would only make matters worse.

“One game and you slaughtered me! Mario Kart is supposed to be my thing! And it was your first time! This is ridiculous!” Can screamed before slumping against Tin, wanting comfort but refusing to admit it. Tin didn’t mind, pressing soft kisses on his hair as he calmed down.

“Rematch?” He offered quietly, groaning when an elbow met his ribcage in Can’s hurry to get up. The smaller boy was suddenly full of energy and Tin felt his heart race when he noticed the wide grin on his lover’s face.

“I’ll beat you this time! I promise!” Can hollered and all Tin did was smile and nod, following closely behind Can as they made their way back to the bedroom where the gaming console was set up. He loved this man child with his whole being.

“Get away from me!” and/or “You didn’t miss me at all?” for TinCan, but can you make it fluffy, funny, or sexy instead of angsty? Thanks!

fkyb:

Anon, my dear, turning angsty prompt into something else is my favorite thing right now 😀 😘❤

The door opens with a bang, Can making his entrance like a champion touring the stadium after a winning goal.

“Honey, I’m back!” Can shouts as he jumps on the couch, landing neatly on his knees beside Tin.

“I didn’t even notice you were gone,” Tin says, not looking up from his book. Can would be offended, except Tin’s eyes are unmoving and there’s the ghost of a smirk hiding in the corner of his lips.

“You didn’t miss me at all?” Can gasps, hand shooting up to his heart.

“Nope,” Tin says, very seriously, and oh, it’s on.

“Well, I know I missed you. I missed your hair,” Can kisses it, “I missed your forehead,” another kiss, “I missed your eyes, and your nose, and your cheeks, and you chin,” he continues, kissing each part in turn.

“You missed something,” Tin says flatly, as if Can hadn’t noticed his blush.

“Ah, of course, how could I forget your ears,” Can says, leaning forward to make up for his mistake.

“Wrong,” says Tin, but he doesn’t evade the gentle bite Can leaves on his earlobe.

“I’m pretty sure I’ve got everything now,” Can smiles innocently.

Tin quirks his eyebrow and Can relents easily.

“Fiiiiiiiine, if you insist,” he says, rolling his eyes before leaning in for what he intented to be a quick peck, rapidly hijacked into something messier as Tin surges up in his space, crowding him up into the arm of the couch, his hands finding their way underneath Can’s t-shirt.

“I missed you, Cantaloupe,” Tin says before resuming his attack on Can’s virtue.

behindthegrooves:

On this day in music history: November 1, 1980 – “Master Blaster (Jammin’)” by Stevie Wonder hits #1 on the Billboard R&B singles chart for 7 weeks, also peaking at #5 on the Hot 100 on December 6, 1980. Written and produced by Stevie Wonder, it is the thirteenth R&B chart topper for the Motown superstar. Actually recorded during the sessions for his previous album “Journey Through The Secret Life Of Plants”, the song is included on the follow up release “Hotter Than July”, and is dedicated to Stevie’s friend reggae legend Bob Marley. Two had been planning to tour together when Marley falls ill with cancer in October of 1980. The track is cut at Wonder’s newly acquired Wonderland Studios in Los Angeles (formerly Crystal Studios) with his band that includes Nathan Watts (bass), Dennis Davis (drums), Ben Bridges and Rick Zunigar (guitars), Isaiah Sanders (organ), Earl DeRouen (percussion), Hank Redd (saxophone), Larry Gittens (trumpet), Angela Winbush, Shirley Brewer, Marva Holcolm, and Alexandra Brown Evans (background vocals). Released as the first single from “Hotter Than July” on September 12, 1980, it is an immediate smash, racing up the R&B and pop singles charts simultaneously. The chart success of “Master Blaster (Jammin’)” propels the “Hotter Than July” album to 2x Platinum status in the US.

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