Eunmi: Is Stabbing Someone Immoral?

Eunmi: Is stabbing someone immoral?

Samuel: Not if they have it coming

Siren: Depends on who you ask

Ingrid: Absolutely not

Melanie: YES?!?

what people think is hard about writing: describing the joy, love, beauty, grief, loss and hope that form the richness of human experience

what is actually hard about writing: describing basic actions such as turning, leaning over, reclining, gesturing, saying something in a quiet voice, breathing, getting up from chairs, and walking across rooms

I imagine Minhyuk just being freaked out by Satan bc he would look like Jae to him.

And hes like

Wait no that's a man what is happening eomma im scared

Tips for Describing Characters’ Appearances

Use active descriptions. Passive voice can leave details feeling dull while active voice gives them more personality.

Sprinkle details instead of info dumping. Otherwise, readers may feel overwhelmed or lose interest.

When introducing a new character, stick to their most striking details and/or details that say the most about their personality. Make that first impression count!

Avoid using food related terms to describe people. They can be seen as fetishizing and dehumanizing.

Keep in mind how a character’s environment shapes how they look. For example, what would they wear in a casual setting as opposed to a formal one? How is the weather affecting their clothing choices?

Use color to compliment or contrast with the character’s mood.

Think about how much each character cares about the opinions of others. Do they put more effort into their appearance when certain people are around?

Consider how much time and effort characters can afford to spend on their appearance.

Research location and time period specific attire as needed.

Give readers enough details to give them a basic idea what characters look like but leave enough unsaid for readers’ imaginations to fill the gaps.

Always

Flipping through his sister's notebook he found on the floor, eyes scanning over the weird scribbles over maps and chats with what he presumed to be other demons. Minhyuk knocks on Melanie's door, not moving his eyes from the pages. When she didn't answer, he decided to let himself in. The door creaking open in the slightly rusted hinges.

"Mel? Hey, I found your book. What is all this about?" He spoke to the quiet room. He glanced up and now scanned over the teal walls decorated with pictures of her family. Most of Samuel and her than him. He scoffs under his breath. Looking to the rest of the room, he didn't see her; bed still made and neat save for an outfit thrown onto the sheets for later. He decided to check the connecting bathroom. Opening that door, he was just in time to see Melanie yanking off her necklace once again.

Panic immediately ran through his mind. Dropping the book, he rushed to her side and caught her before she hit the yellow titled floor. Melanie gasped for air as he held her. He didnt know what to do. He only knew that she would come back. She always did. It was a sick thing her grandfather did to her, but at least the scene never lasted long. Yet, she had no idea. This wasn't the same Melanie from the first time. Her mismatched eyes were filled with fear as she felt her body giving up on her. Minhyuk only smiled solemnly and hugged her.

"It'll be okay. I'll wait for you again, okay? You'll be back, just close your eyes..." He let out a shaky sigh as he felt her body turn to dust, dropping into a sand pile in front of him. He wiped a tear that threatened to leave his eyes. He may have seen this probably ten times already but it never got easier.

Almost by muscle memory, the Korean boy swept up what remained of his older sister and carefully placed the sand in a bottle. He set the old, glass Coke Bottle on the shelf lined with nine other bottles. The house has decided that each Melanie deserved to be remembered. It was Minhyuk that decided to hold them in her favorite drink.

Walking out of the room with the odd journal, he made his way to Lucifer. That's where she always came back to.

Always.

Eve: What has you in the downs, Brother?

Satan: Have you ever wanted to strangle one of your kids?

Eve: Goodness no! Reprimand, surely. But I could never be cruel to my children as you are yours.

Satan: Yeah yeah, Good and Merciful God I get it.

Eve: So tell me what clouds your mind to anger?

Satan: Lilith and L6 just fucking up that girls life... Do you ever feel like Fate put too much in her?

Eve: Perhaps. But we cannot interfere, Brother.

Satan: I might have to soon, Evie.