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trying to convince my coworker's swiftie wife to watch one piece with a note that says "Luffy is a mirrorball. Ace is The Archer. You gotta watch it to figure out what I'm talking about." and just hoping it works

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realtor whose entire career is just selling (and re-selling and re-selling) the same haunted house

it transpires this is a longstanding con, in which the house (which is hugely haunted) is an active participant

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The notes are broken. This is what tumblr is all about apparently.

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me, reading a fic i wrote six months ago: i can do better

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Like a new friend!

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99% of all murders committed by women in ancient greek plays are completely justified

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ok, but, like Skyway Avenue in an AceLu way

modern AU where Ace is a grungy garage band singer-songwriter

i'm about to get a little carried away, stay with me

Ace's band still does a lot of covers at their gigs

Luffy likes the fun songs, Ace likes playing ones Luffy will dance to

no one can really tell Ace is singing for Luffy until there's a girl in the mix

Ace meets her after a gig at a smokey bar

(Ace is only 18, should not be in a bar, but is a great singer and brings in a lot of business, so people look the other way. Luffy is only 15, should NOT be in a bar, but Ace somehow successfully sneaks him in every time, usually with Franky or Robin's help)

Luffy gets a little jealous of this girl almost instantly, but he doesn't really know why, so he quickly processes the feeling and forgets about it

Ace gets closer to this girl and she's attending practically every gig with them

except

Ace breaks out into Skyway Avenue one night after saying it's "for someone special out there"

she obviously thinks it's for her, her heart fluttering bc that's so sweet

but she watches where Ace's attention seems to be drifting as he performs, always skipping over her and finding Luffy as he dances and laughs

and tick, tick, boom—oh...oh!

well, that's a surprising development

i'm insane and i apologize for my insanity i just can't get this out of my head like

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Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

Ao3 wasn't made for antis it was made for proshippers

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it is honestly amazing how much of writing and editing is just. logistics. like... do i use a name here or a pronoun? if i move this dialogue tag to the middle of this line and break it in half, does the end of the line hit harder that way? what if i move the tag to the front? what if i remove it entirely? ...wait, whose point of view am i in; can i reasonably say this character is appalled, or must i say they look or seem or sound appalled? is this a deliberate action or a step-removed one; is her hand closing on his shoulder, or is she closing her hand on his shoulder? environment environment environment, we need to break all this dialogue up with some narration, the scene is coming untethered. what! are! they doing! with! the rest of their bodies that are not hands! fuck fuck fuck FUCK i forgot we covered this two chapters ago and now i either need to cut this whole chunk or find a reason to reprise the conversation from earlier. name or pronoun? name or pronoun? name or pronoun? move this clause around in this sentence? oh i'll add this phrase-- nope, never mind, past!me added the same phrase two lines down. okay, if i add too much environmental narration it's going to take away from this bit, but not enough and it won't feel grounded. what if i move this to its own line? where the FUCK are their hands?

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not to be a number nerd on main but 2025 (45^2) will be the only square year most of us ever experience. the last one was 1936 and the next one will be 2116

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this is, as the kids say, frying me (a glasses wearer)

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I want one of those scenes in a dude bro film where “tomboy” chick has to wear a dress to go undercover or whatever, but instead of the guys drooling as she walks down the stairs, they’re like “k. U need to stop. Go put the cargo pants back on. You look super uncomfortable and awkward in that. Brutus, you go be the fake prostitute.”

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The problem is I always want to dm my mutuals some shit like "I consider you an ally to my cause"

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i miss my wife

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Do y’all think cats would like Ace?? Like just in general.

Cats like warmth and sleeping on humans, (at least mine do, they’ll just lay on top while im sleeping) and Ace passing out every once in a while due to his Narcolepsy would make him a perfect resting place for cats.

He’s warm, he’s asleep and he can handle a lot of sun = purrfect cats napping place.

I would just assume that every once in a while he’ll fall asleep and then just wake up with a cat laying on his chest, another one right beside his head and the last one, is just casually chilling leaned up against his waist from the side :3

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You know when you're not fully disabled, but you aren't fully healthy or able-bodied either? It's a lot of fun, you get all the problems and no accommodations, just because you aren't visibly/noticeably impaired.

On top of that, you get to wrestle with yourself too, for the guilt of not being able to do the things that are expected of you. Also the whole dilemma of "am I even allowed to claim myself to be disabled, when others have it worse?"

Too healthy to be sick and treated, yet too sick to be healthy and able.