"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."
Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.
Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.
Writers, ever struggle with what colour you’re picturing in your head, or what name it is, or how to describe it, even?
Here’s a tip.
What I do personally is use HTML colour codes, or really any colour scale graph that gives out #xxxxxx.
Link of the site I use: https://html-color.codes/ Afterwards, I proceed to copy paste whatever colour it is that I’m picturing, so I’ll copy paste for example, #82dc9e.
Once I do that, I will put: “#82dc9e color name” into the search bar, and it gives me the shade name, so now I know the name of the colour that I was thinking of!
Plus, sometimes, it’s best to just have the name rather than use flowery language, especially when it’s a quick analyzation rather than a slow scene to set the mood and surrounding location.
I hope this helps, even a little bit!
(The name and colour I used for the example is medium aquamarine if you’re curious.)
BBNO$ is the kind of guy to write a song about cheques and name the song "Chequemate." The song would probably be about money idrk. Maybe like. How he's cornered the "King"/Banks with no escape.
Keigo with open back shirts to show off his wings. That’s it. That’s the post.
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I would over explain but it’s normal now for me to say something out of context then go back to what I was doing.
Hawks: “I can’t sleep.”
Dabi: “Why?”
Hawks: “Just a lot on my mind.”
Dabi: “…”
Dabi, throwing a blanket over Hawks’ head.
Hawks: “What are you doing?”
Dabi: “I don’t know. Don’t bird owners cover their cages so they’ll sleep?”
Hawks: “… And you just assume that’s going to work on me? You know not everything about me is bird related?”
Dabi: “Keep whining like that and you’ll never fall asleep. You know, I can think of other ways to tire you out—”
Hawks: “…”
Dabi: “… Hawks?”
Hawks, snoring.
Bruce has a strict 'no metas/powers (except duke) allowed in Gotham' policy in place but it has a clause, BYOR (Bring Your Own Robin)
No one is allowed entry untill and unless they can produce their very own certified robin-shaped identity card
Whenever someone with even a hint of supernatural powers in them arrives at Gotham, they're first met with Bruce standing at the city border with a notepad in hand
Bruce: State your name and purpose.
Kon: Kon-el, here to hangout!
Bruce: Your Robin?
Kon, flourishing Tim from behind him: Ta-Da!
Tim, waves: Hey Bruce
Bruce: Approved, you may enter
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Bruce: Name and purpose?
Hal: Here to investigate a case, Hal Jordan
Bruce: Your Robin?
Hal: I.... don't have one?
Bruce: Denied
Hal: What?! But-
Bruce: Denied.
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Bruce: Yes, Wally, where's your robin?
Wally: Oh shit lemme just- *zaps away and returns with Dick, who was in the midst of brushing his teeth, in a bridal carry*- Here!
Bruce, grumbling a little: Fine. Approved.
Dick: You gotta stop using me as a key already, man
Wally: Blame Bruce.
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Bruce: Name and purpose?
Clark: Clark Kent, here for our monthly barbecue
Bruce: Robin?
Clark, producing an actual robin bird: Does this count?
Bruce:.....yes
I know I need to stop with these but I just can't stop
Midoriya : i would take a bullet for you
Todoroki : please don't, taking a bullet would hurt me less than seeing you hurt
Kirishima : i would die for you
Bakugo : don't you fucking dare
Shinsou : i would sleep for you
Kaminari : *tears up* you would ?
Aizawa : i would smile for you
Yamada : MIRACLEEEE
Dabi : i would kill for you
Hawks : you would kill for fun
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