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Haha babe ur so sexy~

Read more Crow Time @ crow-time.com 💙

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Anti-voting rhetoric will be the death of the left. Literally.

Not a single fucking Republican voted to protect roe. It was fucking overturned in the first place bc trump got three Supreme Court appointments.

Every fucking thing wrong in this country is almost certainly the result of Republicans being in power. In 2020, Texas cut half of the polling places in black neighborhoods, and doubled them in white ones, regardless of population. It was Republicans bitching about mail in voting, and constantly, constantly fearmonger about voter fraud. Literally, their platform is about making civil rights harder to practice.

Would you like to know why? It’s because Republican politicians know better than anyone that higher voter participation means higher republican loss.

But what do I see from the online left, champions of the oppressed?

“Voting doesn’t do anything, the parties are the same, the system is rigged, etc, etc”

Don’t sit here and tell me you give a fuck about marginalized people if you aren’t ready to march your ass to the voting booth and vote out the party actively stripping their rights away.

Protest, donate, community build, unionize, and vote, vote, vote.

By the time direct action is the only option, it will be too fucking late.

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Last Line Challenge

Rules: Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like). 

Got tagged by the indomitable @laurabwrites, and a flare-up has kept me up long past my normal bedtime, so... what better time?

He hears a huff of laughter before Helix rises to his feet. “Drink your hot chocolate, kid,” he says, not unkindly. “Needle’s recipe. Get some calories in you. We’ll talk after about how we can stop that from happening again.” “Okay,” Ben agrees. Exhaustion is creeping up like ivy. “You should check Needle’s arm, though.” His vision is blurry enough that he can’t make out Helix’s expression, but the sudden stillness tells enough. Next to him, he feels Needle sigh, and pokes him. “You carried me.” “And I’d do it again, you horrible little gremlin,” Needle grumbles, and Ben turns his head to the side and smiles into Needle’s shirt. “Just you wait until you’re better. I’ll teach you hand-to-hand and then flatten you into the mat.” “You could try.”

Tagging @themonopolyhat, @drauthor, @shadow-pixelle, @aquaticflames, @foreverchangingfandomsao3, and... an open tag to anyone who wants the motivation! Best of luck!

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I just reada really good fic but halfway through I realized "oh shit this is really familiar.... didn't I write something like this once?" And as I kept reading I kept predicting what happened next and the further I went the more convinced I was that they'd ripped off my story-

like, copied the ENTIRE plot and re-written it, just better than I had? The characters were more fleshed-out than mine were, and the POV was more interesting, and the pace made more sense- but it was MY STORY?

So close to the end I was like "holy shit.. do I message them? Ask if my story inspired theirs? Should I be angry? Flattered?" Cause their tags and description didn't mention me AT ALL, which, sure, it's fanfiction to begin with, but if you're using my work than at least credit me as inspo, right? Just to be courteous?

But I get to the end of the final chapter, and it's not finished, and I'm kind of disappointed cause I never finished my story and I was really immersed in their version now and had been looking forwards to seeing how they tied up my loose ends- so I scroll to the bottom to leave a comment, and.

It's MY URL.

IT WAS MY STORY THE WHOLE TIME.

THE ONE *I WROTE*.

In *2013*.

And FORGOT ABOUT

BECAUSE I WAS SO INSECURE ABOUT MY SLOPPY, SHALLOW, AMETEUR WRITING

And I'm just sitting here now staring into space thinking about every shitty story I've ever written now like

IT WAS ALL GOOD?

IT WAS GOOD THIS WHOLE DAMN TIME??

I'M A GOOD WRITER?????

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In time travel movies, when the time traveler asks 'What year is this?!?' they're always treated like they're being weird for asking.

When in reality, if you go 'What year is this?!?' people will just say '2024. Crazy huh.' and you go 'Wtf where has my youth gone.'

And if you ask 'And what month??' people won't judge you, they'll just go like 'SEPTEMBER!!! Can you believe it?!?!' and you go 'WHAT?!? Last time I checked we were in May?!?'

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when you’re out at a restaurant or a coffee shop or a target or whatever with your friends and you overhear/eavesdrop the same snippet of some stranger’s conversation, and you look at each other for a second to check that you both heard this stranger say the same weird/funny/baffling thing and just break out in knowing grins and quiet laughter… that’s a love language

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WIP Game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

@shadow-pixelle tagged me with the word ECHO, and I'm finally getting back into the groove after an absolute bastard of a writer's block, so let's see what I've got...

All of these are from the new chapter of like lightning changing hands- there's a LOT to choose from!)

E

(Execution-style.) The 501st had been his. Would it have been Rex, marching next to him? Blank-eyed, thin-lipped, blaster overheating? Fives and Echo, all their sunlit joy snuffed out? Kix, medic turned butcher? How many others would he have needed here? How many others, across the galaxy– with their Jedi, their Jedi, who had been– torn apart, set in command of their own murderers, isolated from their own– Sidious had wanted one genocide, yes. The second would have been entirely incidental.

C

“Can ducks smell?” Obi-Wan laughs, bumping Cody’s shoulder. He looks better, here. More solid in the daylight. More real. “Good question,” he says. “Not entirely sure about that.” “Splashing, maybe,” Cody says thoughtfully, and kicks at the water. The echo of an inquisitive quack drifts towards them. Cody grins, kicks again, and tosses in a pea.

H

He looks up, drops a hand to his waist– Skywalker emerges from the shadowed corner like a ghost. He looks–  Not right. Maybe it’s just the darkness that lends a sallow look to his face. The odd nature of the lighting that causes such a crooked shine in his eyes.  Then Obi-Wan’s hand closes tight around his shoulder, and Cody glances at his face and realizes he sees it too.

O

Offering citizenship to the clones is one thing– the question is already there. The Republic has no place waiting for them, not unless the passage of the CRA makes one. But the Jedi already have a role, one thousands of years in the making. To offer them a place outright would be a whole other level of destabilizing. But with this– The offer is suddenly, quietly there.

Tagging @drauthor, @themonopolyhat, @aquaticflames, @swbumblebee, @bumbledees, @laurabwrites, @theredscreech, and anyone else who feels like participating! Your word is MYTH.

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had a fun experience on the subway the other day

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Not all clones are technically the same . Some workout more than others.

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WIP Game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word. My word is MYTH.

Got tagged by @shootingstarpilot so let's see what I've got. I am only kind of confident.

These are all coming from chapter five of It Takes a Village that I am still working on, which is going well, but also slowly and infuriatingly.

M

[...] Make sure Stitch doesn’t need any medications or fluids.   Dread drips down his spine, faster and faster, as every word out of his mouth seems to drain whatever spark Needle had coaxed back into Stitch’s eyes.   Something is very, very wrong. 

Y

“You don’t!” Needle’s voice echoes through the room. His outburst seems to surprise him as much as it does Cody. He swallows, eyes wet, and says, “You don’t have to. Stitch’s parents don’t love him.”  Oh.

Oh.

So that’s what having the shards of your heart ground into fine dust feels like.   Cody is not a fan. 

T

There’s a reason silence is a brutally effective interrogation technique.   “We usually keep the syrups and the pills stocked at home. They all work pretty fast so you should go with whatever your kids can stomach.”  Obi-Wan opens his mouth right as something small and moving at a high velocity crashes into the back of Cody’s knees, which immediately buckle. Cody flails, biting back the swears that leap to the tip of his tongue. He jerks forward, desperately trying to get his feet back under himself, but instead of finding his balance, he crashes into something tall and warm. His hands clamp down of their own accord, and he feels fabric give under his palms with harrowing clarity.   Shit—please don’t tell me— 

H

Helix is seized with an abrupt and horrific dread, one that he gathers up and shoves as far away as he can so the emotion stays off his face and he can keep working. Stitch had handled the lidocaine injection well enough, but that could have been where the injection was given, or perhaps even the efficient way Helix had been taught to administer the medication. Or maybe he just dissociated so hard Helix hasn’t known he was terrified.     Helix swallows around the lump in his throat. “Thank you, Stitch,” he says, offering him a small smile. “That’s very helpful. Who gave you the medicine?” 

Tagging—

uh—

hm  

shootingstarpilot already tagged anyone I can think of, the bastard, so, honestly, anyone else who feels like messing around with a wip game. Optional word for the game: OPAL

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*bleeding to death because the paramedics can’t break the windows to get me out of my stupid fucking truck* heha well at least i dont have to worry about the friggin Zombie Apocalypse… awesomesauce 😎

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It's Dropout's 6 year anniversary!

To celebrate, we've finally made a trailer explaining what Dropout's whole deal is. Got a friend or relative you want to explain Dropout to, but need some visual/audio aids?

This should cover you.

Dropout has improv, game shows, specials, gaming, and SO much more - and all on a streaming service that is extremely cheap AND wants you to share your password with friends who can't afford a Dropout subscription themselves.

And if you're still not signed up, you can do so right here!

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i love following richard siken on twitter