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Pictures from the show I associate with my current WIPS with little to no explanation.
I got this idea on a whim and didn’t put much time into it. Anyway.
Note this is more about like the vibe of the picture or character expression and not the exact context.
Stay
I mean this is basically the story after chapter 2. Do with that what you will.
p.acceptance (Messing around with a new working—or maybe permanent—title: A Light to Call Home, based off the song by Julia Brennan. Really just exposed my nightcore kid roots there.)
This is literally just for one scene where he’s mad. It’s a pivotal part, though. (Yes, he’s yelling at Gray.)
WYD Now?
This isn’t a Luvia story. He’s in love, just not with her.
p.debilitate
Just a small smile and watching Gray cast. That’s the context and that’s all you get because anything more will probably spoil the concept.
tolerate it
Our boy is TIRED, okay? The WYD Now picture also fits here. Again not Luvia (is that even how you spell their ship name??? Is it Lyuvia??).
Listen. I think about final season and post Alvarez Lyon a lot, okay? Almost as much as I think about him during the time-skip era.
There’s your daily dose of my nonsense. Have a good day peeps.
#fairy tail#lyon vastia#gray fullbuster#vae writes#shenanigans I guess#listen Stay is BEEFY#it’s so much longer than I thought it would be#like what happened to my silly goofy lil story#buddys over 50k currently#meanwhile p.acceptance is like three chapters and a tiny lil nugget of a story
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📝:)
I have a NaNoWriMo Dragon Age project I've been working on since last year (shoutout to The Breach). it's on its second draft (yes I wrote 50k words and then just STARTED OVER why did I DO it like THAT but now I have to see it through) and currently kind of in stasis and honestly I'll probably look for a writing buddy when I pick up work on it again because I don't think I can finish it in complete isolation
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More fic coming soon.
I am working on the final edits of some fics right now.
My fics are only posted on AO3 currently and they are available only to registered users. If you see my fic anywhere else, I didn't post it there. If you see anything referencing my fic that is not on this Tumblr, again, I didn't post it.
Many of my fics are AU. Some may follow canon up to a specific point, then diverge. I label the pairings clearly and I always label anything I think is a trigger.
Regardless of what happens on the show, I am not changing the plots of my fics. I have been working on some fics for several years, so I am slapping the AU tag on them and keeping moving!
So far, I have written only Buddie focused fics. My fics also reference Madney, Henren, and Bathena. If that is not your vibe, just skip it.
One of the fics I hope to post is another installment in a series. The other is a standalone focusing on being oblivious.
I hope to post at least one before the end of the weekend. I will be going through my massive catalog of WIPs and working on them, as well. Some are short and sweet, under 1000 words, while some are over 50k so far and far from completion.
I also embarked on an ambitious project this week. If I can handle it and complete it, I think it will easily be the longest fic I have ever written.
#911 abc#911 on abc#9 1 1 buddie#buddie#buddie 911#buck x eddie#eddie x buck#evan buckley#eddie diaz#eddie diaz x evan buckley#evan buckley x eddie diaz#Louise English fanfic#Lou Eng fanfic#Lou Eng fic on AO3
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MASTER POST
About Me:
Howdy! I go by Ace or Alex--I'm a hobby artist and author busy making coffee, assisting research into ye ol' noggin (and the thoughts inside), and thinking about turians.
I make a fair bit of Mass Effect art, and I'm currently working on a Relay 314 Incident/First Contact War fic, Storm-Chaser. You might know by my m!Shakarian content, Cabal worldbuilding, or host of mediocre doodles.
Feel free to shoot me an ask or message; I don't bite (usually ;D)!
More links, info, and such below the cut!
What's The Haps?
Storm-Chaser Blue-gray fatigues and uncomfortable-looking knees made him sure it wasn't turian, and the scope had a clear view of the down on its head. Not down--fur, maybe. That made his gizzard less upset. Poor thing was sprawled on the gravel before it knew what hit it. "Old man had a good aim, Ascensus." Keep talking. Don't think about the dead alien. Fur. Not down. -----Status: WIP -----Chapter Count: 0 -----Length: 8.1K
Commissions? More Likely Than You’d Think!
I'm not currently accepting commissions! All my slots are filled. I last opened them on 3/18. I typically do 2-3 slots at a time, and I have an update list if you'd like updated when they open! <3
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Reblog account - What it says on the tin; mostly Mass-Effect-related shenanigans!
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#acedraws - All the scribbles I've done myself!
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#aceoc - General tag for all of my original characters. I tend to tag each character's name as well for search purposes!
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#acecomm - Tag for all of my commissioned pieces!
#master post#aceouttatimemasterpost#pinned post#acewips#acedraws#acewrites#aceoc#acecomm#aceouttatime#ace is bad at tagging things
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Foster Household: Chapter 8, Part 1
Time to head back to Sulani. Harvey meets up with some buddies to go fishing, Carson and Kayleigh discuss his upcoming birthday and Keira visits only to be told off, Foster parent style (which means not really)
Low level content warning: Mentions of emotionally abusive ex
Harvey: Morning sugar, room for two
Kayleigh: Afraid not, besides lavender upsets your skin
Harvey: True. Got plans for today?
Kayleigh: Painting of course. I think I want to get started on the realism set. How about you Harv?
Harvey: Finally going to have a fish club meetup
Kayleigh: If you’re going to Ohan’ali Town let me know. Carson and I will come
Harvey’s current aspiration is to make 50k from selling his honey so he gets to work tending his garden. Kayleigh just wants to earn money, and the best way is by selling her paintings. Carson wakes up late and heads downstairs. He contemplates the painting of Oscar the Grouch while he eats. Carson is a recycle disciple so I imagine he probably sees him as some kind of idol.
Harvey is checking on his bees and collecting their latest honey when he’s hit by a wave of flirtyness. Guess I know where Reece gets it from.
Carson: But mum why do we have to go to the doctor
Kayleigh: It’s a mod trial, you want to be vaccinated against deadly things don’t you
Carson: Yeah I guess. I just don’t like needles
Kayleigh: *laughs in possession of many tattoos* there’s a way to get over that but best wait until you’re older
Harvey heads to Ohan’ali and checks out the fishing pier. It seems like an alright location and the sun has come out so he calls up his fishing club. Members are Bjorn and Shelly who have joined because they love fishing. James has joined for fun because he’s old and needs friends. We also have Reece who wants to be able to catch stuff in Moonwood Mill. Lastly Bob who Harvey has been trying to convince to catch his own fish to cook with.
Bob: Hey Reece, how’ve you been
Reece: Not bad Mr Pancakes
Bob: Harvey says you’re living with your boyfriend now in a house that needs TLC
Reece: *smiles* Yeah, in Moonwood Mill but-
Bob: Let me show you some pictures of my first place
Reece: Oh watcher that was a dump
Bob: You’re telling me. Look, if your parents complain about your surroundings just tell them, it can always be so much worse
James: Hey thanks for inviting me
Harvey: No problem, the more the merrier
James: I’ve been wanting to fish in Willow Creek but it’s always been cold lately
Harvey: That’s the great thing about Sulani. Never cold enough that the fish don’t bite. You missing the sun yet Reece
Reece: No Dad, I like the woods. But I haven’t caught anything proper there yet
Bob: I haven’t caught anything full stop
Harvey: You done much fishing James
James: Oh not for years. Ophelia always complained of the smell, even when I cleaned them outside, so we switched to supermarkets
Bob: I like supermarkets
Harvey: Oh come on Bob, give it a go
Bjorn: Here, I can show you how to cast out your line
Bob: I’ve already done that
Bjorn: Won’t hurt to do it properly
Carson: Mum, I’ve been thinking
Kayleigh: Yes
Carson: Well it’s BBQ day tomorrow. Can we have a family get together then-
Kayleigh: Oh yes everyone’s already invited
Carson: -and for my birthday just invite my friends
Kayleigh: You… don’t want family at your party
Carson: Well I certainly don’t want Reece
Kayleigh: Your brother-
Carson: Would just make fun of me the entire time and embarrass me in front of my friends
Kayleigh: How about your sisters though
Carson: You know if we invite them and not Reece he’ll sulk about it forever. He always gets mad at me existing
Kayleigh: Well if you read his diary-
Carson: I didn’t! He has a stupid loud voice that carries. I’m surprised we can’t hear it over here
Bob: Oh, oh, I think I got something
Bjorn: That’s it Bob, focus, reel it in nice and slow
James: Are you sure he shouldn’t reel it in fast
Bjorn: Absolutely not, the fish could go flying
James: But if he does it slow-
With a grunt Bob pulls up his catch. One magnificent log.
Bob: Fudge bars
Harvey: It’s okay Bob, we’ve all caught a branch or two
James: I must have fished up a forest in my time
Reece: All I can get in Moonwood Mill is seaweed
Harvey: Well what fish are there
Reece: Dad how would I know if I haven’t caught them
Harvey: You examine the water son
Reece: Oh hey, I got a bite! It’s…. nothing. That’s weird
Harvey: Keep trying
Reece: But seriously. I felt something. Where the heck did it go
Kayleigh: Look Carson, you only have one brother
Carson: One too many by my count
Kayleigh: And you’re only going to ever have one brother
Carson: I could always marry a mermaid with like ten trillion brothers
Kayleigh: In laws are not the same, you haven't grown up with them. He’s moved out now, you should try getting along
Carson: We went to see him for his birthday and what does he do? Use me as an arm rest, again
Kayleigh: *sighs*
Carson: Mum I just want my birthday to be about me, nothing is ever about me when I’m the youngest
Kayleigh: Okay. If it means that much, we can just have your friends for your birthday
Carson: Sweet! We made a good cowplant mum
Kyleigh: Yeah we did. Race you to the water?
Carson: Ready, set, bye! *sprints off*
Kayleigh: hold on, that’s cheating
The afternoon carries on and James finds Nemo. Bob manages to fish up some kind of chest. Don’t know what’s in it but hey, it’s better than nothing. Which is what Reece catches, nothing. Well seaweed and nothing. Harvey however catches a rare endangered Butterfly Fish and quickly throws it back in, hoping he hasn’t hurt the little guy. He also catches a Fighting Plakat which is another new fish for him.
Harvey: Carson, someone needs to set the table
Carson: Yeah, someone does
Kayleigh: Carson, do as your dad asks
Carson: Fine. But he technically didn’t ask anything. What’s for dinner dad
Harvey: Salmon maki
Carson: Can you make enough for leftovers
Harvey: May as well, there’s a ton of fish in here
Harvey finishes up and then calls the household to eat.
Keira: Hola family
Harvey: In the dining room
Keira: Yeah I can see dad
Kayleigh: Look honey, your father and I wanted to talk to you about your arrest
Keira: It wasn’t an arrest! It was a detainment… they let me go without charging me
Carson: Who charged what now
Keira: Marta’s idiot ex was being stupid so I punched him, seemed like the thing to do. We got into a tussle and when the cop showed up she detained us until she could figure out what happened
Harvey: You’re lucky Aaron could help on such short notice or it could have been worse
Carson: Idiot move. Should have knocked him out so you could talk before being whatever you were
Kayleigh: Carson, really
Carson: Mum, we're a family of fighters
Kayleigh: Maybe we shouldn’t be. No computer for a day
Carson: But normally-
Kayleigh: No computer for a day
Keira: Woah mum, where did these rules come from
Harvey: We got worried when Aaron called. Watcher knows we’ve all been arrested in our youth but you shouldn’t just attack people
Keira: He was verbally attacking Marta
Carson: He what
Keira: I was standing up for my girlfriend. Plus he knocked Joey down so I was standing up for him as well
Kayleigh: We’re not saying you shouldn’t look after those you love. But honey you should think before you punch
Kayleigh: Enough discipline though, I hate it
Carson: So do I
Kayleigh: What about your other news? You’re engaged now
Keira: Oh yeah, I asked Marta to marry me. I didn’t like to think of her alone after that whole incident. We have to move though. Liam knows we lived there so we’re thinking San Sequoia
Harvey: Two kids married or engaged, when do I get some grandkids
Kayleigh: Ignore your dad. Here. If you need a respite on the way there, we do have a spare room since Reece moved out
Following dinner Kayleigh and Keira do some painting and chat a bit more. Keira is not great at painting and Kayleigh wants to give her some tips. In the end Keira produces… some kind of art? Kayleigh on the other hand makes another masterpiece! The force is strong with this one.
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#sims 4#the sims#the sims 4#R0808#ChangingPlumbobStorytime#FosterHousehold#KayleighFoster#HarveyFoster#CarsonFoster#BobPancakes#ReeceFoster#KeiraFoster
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Hmm... for the WIP ask game either your current NaNo project, Stay, or Afterthoughts (or all 3 of them if you want lol). Your choice! <3
Sure, we can do all three.
Choices and Regrets is a 911/Buddie version/fusion of the novel Dark Matter by Blake Crouch (which is one of my all time favorite books and Apple is making into a TV series). I’m doing this fic for November’s Rough Trade using the second chances part of the prompt as well as a NaNoWriMo because I have the feeling the ending word count is going to be north of 70k. I weirdly have a bunch of November off because I’m switching jobs so I HOPE to have most of the fic written/out by the end of the month. We’ll see how i’m doing. It’s the 8th and I’m at 14K written out of a goal of 50k.
The basic premise is do you like the choices you made in your life or do you have regrets? I’m setting this in 9-1-1 post lightning strike in season 6 and ignoring almost anything canon after that point (no Natalia or Marisol). We start the fic with Buck being invited to go out for celebratory drinks with Connor as he managed to get his wife pregnant without Buck’s donation. Buck is maudlin about how he hasn’t found someone to settle down with and have kids with. He’s pining over Eddie but doesn’t want to upset the apple cart. Eddie talks him into going to have a drink and to close that chapter of his life then come back for a late dinner at Casa Diaz.
Buck is then kidnapped by a stranger who doesn’t tell him want they want from him. When he wakes, he’s in a different, parallel universe where the him in that universe made much different choices. Nobody he considers found family knows him. Meanwhile, the parallel universe’s Buck is taking his place and makes a move on Eddie who has also been silently pining over Buck (they’re two halves of the same idiot).
What will Buck do to get back home and to his Eddie? Will Eddie be happy with the alternate Buck or does he figure out that something’s not right?
The novel this is based on is a thriller but I’d also say it has a romance side to it. What would you do to get back to the one you love?
I am planning on putting Buck and Eddie through the wringer. All the angst and then some smex.
To read what I’ve currently got yeeted, read chapter one and two here on rough trade
And for a little spoiler, this is a line i’m wanting to use in this fic that i came up with a few months ago and has been sitting abandoned in my tidbits folder:
“You told me once to not go chasing waterfalls and I didn’t know what you meant at all. And i did. I chased the damn waterfalls big time and I’m in trouble and I think I need your help. That you’re the only one who can help.”
Stay is another one of those tidbit folders. It’s got… not much in it. Just a bit that i thought of randomly. It doesn’t belong to any fic at the moment. Could become a full fledged one-shot character study, could end up co-opted into something bigger. This is all in the head/POV of Eddie Diaz from 9-1-1. First draft.
Stay. Please stay with me.
Eddie’s used to being left behind by people who are supposed to stick with him. The army? He’d managed to pull his entire team out of a burning helicopter, taken three bullets and they’d forced him out, telling him thanks for his service but he can’t stay with them.
Nowhere to go but home, right?
Texas wasn’t home anymore. Home shouldn’t itch under your skin like a three day old bruise. Adjusting to civilian life after being dumped by the army… he hadn’t handled it well. Eddie could say that not that he had distance and time to reflect on that period of time.
No wonder Shannon hadn’t stayed—he’d been a mess.
Still was, actually. He’s just better at hiding it.
Afterthoughts is a series of codas I’ve been doing while re-watching 9-1-1 during hiatus. I’ve been doing a bad job of keeping up with it and most of this is angsty as hell.
Testifying in court is actually pretty rare for firefighters and if anything, Bobby usually is the one who gets put on the witness stand as captain.
Not this time though.
This time, Buck was the one who got the gun pointed at him and he’s being called to testify because even Chim didn’t hear quite everything Lola said to him.
He told the DA that he wasn’t going to be very helpful. The news camera footage should be enough to plead her out but evidently Lola’s traffic disturbance had upset some important people and they didn’t want it to become a regular occurrence so they wanted jail time.
Jail time for rescuing your marriage? The romantic in Buck actually thought it was kinda sweet—even if he hadn’t enjoyed having a gun pointed at his chest.
So Buck was being called.
As a hostile witness.
Why were they actually going to trial about this again?
Lola had been charged with a PC 647c, aka Obstructing Movement to a Public Place—also known as the freeway. It was a misdemeanor but carried up to 180 days. The DA wanted those 180 days. Was practically salivating over them for some reason. So they were calling Buck and Athena to testify.
If anyone wants to read the posted codas, I’ve broken them into fics by season. Read the completed season one here on AO3 or the partially posted season 2 here.
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a complete incomplete list of shit in rough order of goodness
Long-ish Fics
BATFAM
The Chronic Illness Fic that's getting way too long- Tim Drake is a kid who doesn’t Know What’s Normal, and so his health declining is just what happens, right? No one else complains about it, so he shouldn’t either! -50k
MDZS
My Boy Builds Coffins -- LWJ is a coffin builder in Yiling while WWX is trying to cleanse the burial mounds. Dirt is both a love language and a major theme, somehow? 50k [finished audio version]
Ghost Library -- LWJ is a government exorcist and his next assignment is a library. MXY is the librarian. Set after the thirteen years and with attempts at musical cultivation. 45k (WIP-ish) [finished audio version]
The Crayon Talisman Fic -- Modern Cultivation AU Burial Mounds era! WWX is a rogue cultivator Just Trying To Make Ends Meet while toting baby a-Yuan around. Shenanigans commence! WIP 60k[audio currently caught up]
The Martial Arts Fic -- WWX is a sensei and he and LWJ used to be tournament buddies back in ye Olde Days. Shenanigans commence! 420k and i still add a chapter from time to time as a bonus [audio in process]
The Narcolepsy Fic-- Canon-divergence where WWX was treating his narcolepsy with his golden core and Then He Didn’t Have the Golden Core. Shenanigans commence! WIP 80k [audio in process]
Short-ish Fics
BATFAM
Tim watched the graysons fall. Then he learns how to fly from the last grayson. nothing could go wrong - 2k
Tim is a shifter and he refuses to tell anyone in his family what his shifter form is. They find out anyway. - 4k
5 times tim passed out and the one time his brothers noticed. - 8.6k
MDZS
burial mounds modern fairytale? - 5k of historical/ahistorical nuclear winter VIBES
Wangxian breakup -- there is a plot that could be there, afterwards, but unless people want that in their lives i probs won’t write it - 4.6k
WWX is compelled to answer Inquiry -- itty bitty tiny fic 1k
JC/JZX -- i needed more variety in my life, and this might get longer if i ever get a plot bunny -6.4k
Jingyi’s perception of HGJ’s mourning - as a kid and then later as a teenager -2.7k
i lost my shit over a david bowie song -- the wangxian production complete with shittily transcribed sheet music - 4.1k
AUDIO VERSIONS:
-all have soundcloud playlists (one for each fic). this is the easiest way to play ALL of something without reaching for your phone every chapter
-and here you can download them from archive.org, because sometimes you just need an mp3. i know this and i love you!
#i realized it had been like TWELVE YEARS since i'd updated this#feel free to send me prompts or questions or whatever on here
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Not following you very long, but doing because I need more ppl who mainly want to just talk about their favourite characters, OCs, headcanons, lore, post screenshots etc. Not draw gorgeous art every day (I genuinely admire all the amazing artists but I struggle to connect), not write 50k words long fics monthly (nothing wrong with those either), but just talk, answer those OC asks (huge thanks for those) and otherwise do simple fun fandom activities that don’t require particular skills. Although it’s entirely possible I misread your blog’s vibe, sorry if so :)
Sorry for the delay, I was asleep the last few days (god bless the queue feature).
Don't worry you didn't misread anything, atp even I have no idea what I'm actually doing over here lol. Used to write but currently suffering from 'I'm writing every bit and bob rn just to avoid the transition I dread which I should really write so the story actually continues but I'm weird like that' so yeah, no worries there's not gonna be some 50k Long fics anytime soon. However, give me a free week, a ton of caffeine and the ability to get my own ass up and we talking business (I wish that wasn't how I got back into writing again but oh boy).
Love that my rather effortless descent into madness brings some delight to people though, will get to hc/lore or just dumping pretty people again soon (hopefully) but rn my mood and shitty weather requires sleep, lots of it.
Also thanks a lot for telling me! Kinda validating to know people enjoy my shameless screaming into the void especially cuz my friends are so done with my obsession, showed one some of the spicy GortAss Art, he may be scarred for life now (sorry buddy)
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Hello! Do you know of any fics where Draco smokes?
Hi anon! I’m not really making reclists at the moment but you’re in luck, I love this hc so much I had to share a few faves. Hope you enjoy these! :)
Sharing a Pack by sugar_screw (2016, Explicit, 2.7k)
A fight. A fuck. A smoke. A small love story.
Trenches by sara_holmes (2012, Mature, 3.2k)
They're auror partners, smoking buddies, wine mates, co-inhabitants of a snow filled trench somewhere in western Scotland, and they've had it with being cold.
Even the Night by @tackytigerfic (2020, Mature, 3.4k)
Featuring lots of cigarettes, a Midsummer sky, close encounters in a bath, and plenty of fireworks.
oxygen [Fic & Art] by @maesterchill (2020, Teen and Up, 4k)
Draco doesn’t smoke. Except when he needs to breathe.
Maybe Just A Midnight Rendezvous by @writcraft (2018, Explicit, 4k)
Harry's back in London and he's determined to show Draco how things have changed.
push and pull you down by @bonesliketambourines (2020, Explicit, 5.2k)
Harry's resigned himself to petty, inconsequential cases and no real connection to his job at the Auror department—after all, what else would he be doing with his time? He's not happy, not really, but that hardly matters. A chance encounter with a mostly-naked Draco Malfoy exposes him to an entirely different world, one much more colourful than the lonely one he currently occupies—but at what cost?
The Spider and the Moth by marguerite_26 (2012, Explicit, 10k)
Young Auror Harry Potter is sent to Morocco to investigate a potion smuggling ring. He quickly realises he’s in over his head with both the assignment and the primary suspect.
Between Myth and Man by @slytherco (2020, Explicit, 16k)
Draco, lost and a little broken, navigates post-war reality convinced that people like him should not be allowed to make their own choices. To solve the problem of his self-sabotaging tendencies, he starts taking a few drops of Veritaserum every morning. A story about the complexity of choices, repressed desires that come to the surface when we least expect them, and the utter hopelessness of truths built on a foundation of lies.
We Might Be Too Old for a Bildungsroman by calrissian18 (2015, Teen and Up, 21k)
Harry finds something he’s been looking for since the war’s end. Admittedly, the packaging’s a bit odder than he expected.
Midnight in the City of a Hundred Spires by @shiftylinguini (2019, Explicit, 25k)
Harry Potter is a missing person. Draco Malfoy is a vampire. They are the last two people one would expect to bump into each other in a Creature Bar in Prague, yet to Draco’s absolute shock that is definitely Harry fucking Potter sitting across from him. Even more surprising is that Potter may have a case for him.
The Thrill of the Chase Moves in Mysterious Ways by @veelawings (2020, Explicit, 32k)
(Or — Draco solves crimes that don’t technically belong to him and Harry tries not to fall in love. Co-Starring: Hermione, High Heels, and Hiccups along the way. #dat 1920s lyfe)
Here's The Pencil, Make It Work by ignatiustrout (2013, Mature, 50k)
Harry thinks "Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?" is a much simpler question than, "Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don't, what will you do?"
Bonus: for those who enjoy smoking AND some Draco/Albus deliciousness, this fic is definitely a must read 👌🏼
The Alchemy of Cigarettes by meshkol (2018, Explicit, 12k)
Something about seeing Draco smoking makes him want to drop to his knees.
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are you doing nanoWrimo this year? by curiosity
I am! Though I'm being a NaNo Rebel, because I'm not writing a first draft -- I'm redrafting the sequel to The Butterfly Assassin. I've already had a chance to make quite a few changes (by which I mean I've deviated from my outline) so there's still a fair bit of new material, but it's not a brand new book.
This is my 13th November doing NaNo. Honestly, at this point, it's really just an excuse to write when I'm supposed to be doing other things -- 50k/month is slower than my usual writing speed, so I'm not really in it for the challenge, just for the justification to bunk off whatever I was meant to be doing this month. This year, my thesis is due and I'm also moving countries, so there'll be a few distractions, but I'm sure it'll be fine.
I'm @delorfinde over on the NaNo website, as always, if anyone is looking for a buddy. I'm also posting regular updates on Twitter and Instagram -- wordcount (12,089, currently), body count (3, for now), and other important stats.
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Wow, I have such a kink for 8.2! I'm cutting work to watch this again LOL!
Oh dear! Confession time, I was up until like 4 am (no that’s a lie, it was almost 5 am), and woke up to find Mr. Mittens watching it. It was the bit I’m currently watching right now, at the riverbank in Purgatory.
“Let me bottom line it for you. I’m not leaving here without you. Understand?”
In my groggy state, I blurted out, “Oh gosh, we’ve come so far since then.” And then I ran to the living room and turned on the other tv, rewound it to the beginning and watched the whole thing again.
I still get skeeved by this entire auction. Like they deliberately invited Crowley and a representative of Heaven to drive up the price of the tablet. I mean, who else would have any interest at all in the Demon tablet? It’s like Plutus just... stole stuff and held it for ransom under the guise of this freaky auction. I mean, god of greed, so it seems logical, but >.>
Another bit that’s always bugged me is not the line itself, but the fandom misinterpretation of it as a Canon Fact:
Linda Tran offers her own soul in trade for the tablet and Kevin, which Plutus accepts with this reasoning:
CROWLEY: If it's souls that you're after, I can give you a million souls.DEAN: Hey, flyboy, are you gonna get in on this?SAMANDIRIEL: We guard the souls in Heaven. We don't horse-trade them.CROWLEY: So we have a deal.PLUTUS: It's not about the quantity, chief. It's about the sacrifice. This little lady's soul is the most valuable thing she has. It's everything. Are you willing to offer everything, Mr. Crowley?DEAN: Tick-tock.CROWLEY: Fine. You win. I bid... my own soul!PLUTUS: [laughs] Mr. Crowley, you don't have a soul. [to MRS TRAN] Congrats, sweetheart.
The key here is that Linda’s soul was valuable because it was the largest SACRIFICE she was capable of making. Like Plutus said, “It’s everything.” So Crowley’s offer of a million souls, which after s6 we know would’ve been a major power trade (he loaned Cas 50k souls to smack down Raphael, but it still wasn’t enough to defeat Raphael-- hence the grab for Purgatory souls. So a MILLION souls was a significant and substantial quantity of power to give up). But in Hell, new souls are showing up every day. They’re a renewable resource. Short-term it would’ve been a high price to pay, but long-term? In the bigger picture? Meh.
But in that same vein, when Plutus points this out, he asks if Crowley is willing to offer EVERYTHING he owns, and Crowley takes that to mean his own soul... but that’s hardly everything Crowley owns that is of value, you know?
First off, he really doesn’t HAVE a soul. Demons ARE souls. The smoky thing we see is what Hell does to that bright and shiny human soul we’ve seen before numerous times. I don’t think Plutus was saying that Crowley really had no soul, but that he didn’t have one to TRADE, because it was his entire BEING, you know? And it’s certainly not the extent of the things Crowley COULD sacrifice-- like the entire realm of Hell.
Plus, that matter of the fact that the “Mr Crowley, you don’t have a soul” line was a direct quote of something someone once said to the real-life Aleister Crowley. (a fact that is now impossible to google because of the millions of results it returns about this scene...).
SAM: Dean, were you really going to, uh...DEAN: What? Slit soccer mom's throat? Yeah, I was. I wish I had.SAM: Dean –DEAN: It was Crowley, Sam. No matter what meat suit he's in, I should have knifed him. I mean, yeah, it would have sucked, and I would have hated myself, but what's one more nightmare, right?
And Dean’s takeaway after Kevin runs for it? That people he doesn’t “need” anymore tend to die.
Which gives a HELL of a lot of weight to the statement in Purgatory to Cas:
DEAN: We'll figure it out. Cas, buddy, I need you.
But Cas still ended up stuck in Purgatory anyway. As if Dean’s “need” for him wasn’t even enough to save Cas from that fate. And then months later in 8.17:
Dean: This isn’t you. Cas, I know you’re in there. I know you can hear me. Cas, it’s me. We’re family. We need you; I need you.
And... it WAS enough to “save” Cas that time, but still not enough to get him to stick around. Heck, so much of s8 was about need...
I mean, while I was typing this up, I let 8.03 run in the background.
We already know from the jump in s8 that Dean’s pissed off that Sam walked away for an entire year, leaving Kevin running and fighting for his life alone. It came up again in 8.02, with Kevin still not really trusting Sam and Dean, and running off on his own again (with Linda this time).
And in 8.03, Dean finds yet another thing to harp on Sam about his own year off:
DEAN: All right, man, look, I get it. You took a year off to do yoga and play the lute, whatever, but I'm back. Okay, we're back, which means that we walk and kill monsters at the same time. We'll find Kevin. But in the meantime, do we ignore stuff like this? Or are innocent people supposed to die so that you can shop for produce?
Because while researching, Dean discovers the pattern of deaths repeats every six months, and Sam had’t even noticed it, let alone investigated to try and save these people, meaning the three people who’d died that week were on Sam for not having ganked the thing that killed them the first time it went on a killing spree... Yeah, Dean was angry, but meanwhile Sam had been in that “I don’t fight anymore, I watch the bees” sort of state of mind during that whole year.
Nothing says family like the whole family being dead (or as near as... )
But then Dean discovers Sam was considering going back to college. He tells Sam that this is where they’re best-- hunting down monsters together:
DEAN: I know where I'm at my best, and that is right here, driving down crazy street next to you.SAM: Makes sense.DEAN: Yes, it does.SAM: Or... maybe you don't need me. I mean, maybe you're at your best hacking and slicing your way through all the world's crap alone, not having to explain yourself to anybody.DEAN: Yeah, that makes sense, seeing as I have so many other brothers I can talk to about this stuff.SAM: Look, I'm not saying I'm bailing on you. I'm just saying make room for the possibility that we want different things. I mean, I want my time to count for something.DEAN: So, what we do doesn't count?
And this is so important, the first suggestion that Sam and Dean want different things in life, and that eventually that might even be okay. But hooboy does it ever cause a lot of conflict between now and that impossibly distant potential future:
DEAN: Wow. Back in business. Got the win. Admit it – feels good, huh? You know, I was thinking about what Randa said about, uh, you know, what it feels like to be a warrior. I get it, man, I do.SAM: I know. I know you do. I don't. Not anymore. Hell, maybe I never did.DEAN: Come on, Sam, don't ruin my buzz, would you?SAM: Dean, listen, when this is over – when we close up shop on Kevin and the tablet – I'm done. I mean that.DEAN: No, you don't.SAM: Dean, the year that I took off, I had something I've never had. A normal life. I mean, I got to see what that felt like. I want that. I had that.DEAN: I think that's just how you feel right now.
And that’s setting up everything that’s come after in the brothers’ relationship with each other, the first chip knocked out of the giant mountain of codependency. It comes roaring back with a vengeance by the end of the season (granted, via the end of their close brush with hubris in their attempt to close the gates of hell), but at least all of this brings those issues glaringly to the surface where they can’t really just keep on keeping on the way they always have anymore.
Need vs want
I think this is also foundational to Dean NEEDING people rather than being able to admit that he WANTS them in his life. That he wants people to stay in his life because he loves them, not because he needs them for a specific purpose.
Because when Dean doesn’t need people anymore, they tend to end up dead... And just loving people, needing them just because he loves them, he sees it as selfish. And his personal needs aren’t enough to keep people he loves from dying.
Boy howdy did he ever internalize that to a toxic extent.
Dean has clearly not shed the “I’m Poison” thing from s7, and in some ways it only gets worse over the next few seasons, like he’s got to get to the very root of that feeling, plumb the depths of his own self-loathing and become the absolute worst possible version of himself (hello, Demon Dean), and come through the other side with a healthier sense of self, a healthier sense of his relationship with Sam, and an acceptance of his personal need for Cas.
Now he just has to find the right words to express all that. Saying his piece to Mary in 12.22 was a good start.
And oh gosh, 8.04-- Michael gave up his personal time with Kate to go along with Brian, because apparently Brian had no one else to hang out with. At the time, it sounds like Sam agreeing to go along with Dean on these hunts, leaving Amelia behind because Dean had no one else to hang out with... And the whole situation turned into a toxic mess. But the parallel isn’t perfect. Dean wasn’t motivated for the same reasons Brian was. Brian wanted what Michael had. Dean didn’t want what Sam had.
Dean just wanted everything to stay the same. But again, his needs are poison.
Heck, this got away from me again didn’t it?
#spn 8.02#s12 hellatus rewatch#spn 8.03#sam sympathizes and dean empathizes#breaking the codependency#spn 12.22#spn 8.04#Anonymous
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5 Reasons You Should Consider Participating in NaNoWriMo
Leaves are changing colors, the air is crisp, and pumpkin spice lattes are available to the masses. Do you know what that means?
NaNoWriMo season is almost upon us!
That’s right – the nonprofit writer’s program National Novel Writing Month, commonly known as NaNoWriMo – is getting closer!
“Wait,” you might be saying, “What exactly does this mean?”
WELL! Allow me to tell you!
National Novel Writing Month is a writing challenge in November with a simple goal: write 50,000 words of a novel in 30 days.
NaNo is also far more than that – it’s a community, it’s a way of life, it’s – okay, I’m probably getting ahead of myself. I’m just really passionate about the program – in fact, I even wrote my college admissions essay on the life-changing power of NaNoWriMo!
1. Having a Deadline is Incredibly Motivating!
I don’t know if you’re anything like me, but if you are, then you struggle with procrastination. A lot. If procrastination were a major, I’d have a Ph.D. in the study. Yet every year when NaNoWriMo season rolls around, I find myself eager to write and hit my daily word count goal. I’ll wake up early, go to bed late, and even get my regular work done faster to have more time to write. The NaNoWriMo website also provides you with badges as you hit specific landmarks – your first 25k, writing for 10 days in a row, etc. – which I love to try and collect throughout the month.
2. A Sense of Community!
This is one of my absolute favorite parts on NaNoWriMo – the community! Currently, the site boasts over 370,000 participants between the Young Writer’s Program and the main NaNoWriMo program! Every November, Twitter, Bookstagram, and BookTube is flooded with posts and #WIP updates for WriMos to encourage, inspire, and support one another! The NaNoWriMo website also hosts forums for writers to flock together and form a community. I found some of my best friends through their website and am still heavily involved in local events too!
That’s right – not only is there an online community, but there are also offline ones as well! Most cities host NaNoWriMo events put together by your local Municipal Liaisons – MLs for short. Depending on your location, libraries, coffee shops, and bookstores have been known to hold NaNoWriMo meetings for writers to gather and participate in word wars and chat about your book. It’s a blast!
3. No Time for Doubt!
The basis of NaNoWriMo is writing 50k in 30 days – this means you’re writing 1,667 words every day. If you’re a fast writer, this might be easier for you, but it’s definitely not for me! This will be my fifth year participating in the annual event, yet the word count still catches me every time! When you’re writing so many words per day, you don’t have time to stop and edit what you’ve written! There’s no time for writer’s block! If you want to make it to the finish line and claim sweet, sweet victory, you have to trudge through it one foot – or word – in front of the other. Eventually, the writer’s block or problem-scene will end, and it’ll become smoother sailing once more.
For those of us who struggle with self-doubt or perfectionism, this is also super helpful. I tend to go back and fret over my writing style, “is this too trope-y?”, and all the lovely fears caused by our inner editors. During NaNoWriMo, I have an excuse to say, “Nope! I’ll deal with that in December! For now, just write!”
4. Author Pep Talks!
Look, if you haven’t read the NaNoWriMo author pep talks, you’re sorely missing out. My personal favorite is Lemony Snicket’s, written entirely in satire. I crack up and get inspired every time I read it! If irony isn’t really your cup of tea, they have tons of other pep talks cataloged in their archives, and new ones are sent out during NaNo season!
Here are several of my favorite pep talks given in the past few years:
Brandon Sanderson, Erin Morgenstern, Gail Carson Levine, Holly Black, James Patterson, Jenny Han, John Green, Kate DiCamillo, Maggie Stiefvater, Marie Lu, Marissa Meyer, Meg Cabot, Neil Gaiman, Rainbow Rowell, Scott Westerfeld, Stephanie Perkins, Veronica Roth, and Lindsey Grant.
5. YOU WRITE A FREAKING NOVEL!!
There is absolutely no better feeling in the world than this:
You’ve been writing nonstop for the last 29 days. The end of your novel is in sight – you’ve been through ups and downs with your characters, you’ve cried with them (or because they refuse to stick to your outline), you’ve plowed through writer’s blocks, and you stuck with it for an entire month.
And here it is.
Stare at those words for a moment.
The End.
You’ve written a novel. A NOVEL! It might be terrible – goodness knows some of my NaNoWriMo drafts are so awful that I have to laugh at myself – but you’ve done it. You wrote a novel. You’re a novelist. A writer. An author – published or not, it doesn’t matter. You’re an author to a first draft.
“But Ally…”
“But Ally…I just don’t have the time to write a novel.”
This is by far the most common reason I hear from people for not participating in NaNoWriMo – and who can blame them? Life gets in the way!
I totally understand – but it’s only for thirty days! After the month you can go back to the sanity of having free time – but for NaNo, we buckle down, we prioritize, and we drink our caffeine by the gallon.
The best advice I ever heard for this problem comes from Chris Baty, the founder and former executive director of the program. He’s written three books about NaNoWriMo and started off the whole event in 1999.
Write in the small moments.
Can you wake up twenty minutes earlier? Go to bed ten minutes later? Write during your lunch break? Jot down snippets on the ride home from work? It’s incredible how many small moments you can find when you prioritize your writing and how much they add up!
“But Ally…doesn’t quality matter more than quantity?”
This is definitely the second most common reason I’ve heard for being nervous about participating in NaNo. The naysayers insist that writing so many words in a month creates a chaotic mess of words with no real quality in writing (no, honestly, I’ve heard someone say this).
Yes, I’ll admit – my drafts are a chaotic mess of words. They’re messy, wonderful, sometimes rambly first drafts that absolutely suck – isn’t that beautiful? First drafts are allowed to be terrible. Usually, they aren’t all too bad – there’s enough to go off of for a second draft. Then maybe a third. Then a fourth, and soon enough, you’re well on your way to getting ready to query for an agent.
Don’t believe me? Check out some of these novels that started off as NaNoWriMo projects:
Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
Wool by Hugh Howey (soon to be a movie!)
Water for Elephants by Sara Gruen (already a movie starring Robert Patterson and Reese Witherspoon!)
The Beautiful Land by Alan Averill
Cinder, Scarlet, and Cress by Marissa Meyer (all three NaNoWriMo projects went on to become best-selling books!)
That’s a pretty dang successful list right there. I think it speaks for itself – NaNoWriMo clearly doesn’t skimp on quality for quantity.
I hope this blog post has been enough to convince you to start thinking about joining NaNoWriMo! I’ll let you in on a closing secret:
Even if you don’t make it to 50k, you still have more words than you started with!
If you only manage to write 200 words during the month of November – guess what? THat’s still 200 more words than you had before NaNoWriMo! At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter how fast you write or what your word count goals are – it’s that you’re writing. And having fun. And probably losing some of your sanity but that’s beside the point.
I really, really love NaNoWriMo and hope I’ll see you on the website! If you decide to join, feel free to add me as a writing buddy to get started! I’m kineticbugsy on NaNoWriMo’s website and @natureofpages on Twitter, where I screech about word wars and character aesthetics throughout the month.
Go forth and write!
Are you thinking about participating in NaNoWriMo? Are you a veteran NaNo back for another season or a newbie? Tell me about your upcoming project or feel free to drop any questions about the annual event in the comments!
TNOP out!
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One Hell Of a Time at The Calgary Stampede
One hell of a time. I don’t know how else one can describe the Calgary Stampede. The Greatest Outdoor Show on Earth is how the CS brand describes the Calgary Stampede, and they don’t diss a point. There’s so many things involved in the Stampede that some you see from afar, most you don’t. Food that you wouldn’t believe, tents where you can party until the sun comes out. All this accompanied by the daily rodeo and evening Chuckwagon races. The Calgary Stampede is something that if you have never experienced, put it on your damn bucket list right now and get out here! I honestly don’t even know where to start to when describing the Calgary Stampede.
Hundreds of thousands of tourists flock into town days before, and the city evolves. How does a city evolve you ask? The 10 days that are the Calgary Stampede, the whole city is in the spirit. It’s not like a Flames playoff run, or a Mooseheads memorial cup run (for those East Coasters tuning in), this is off the charts. Just think of it as a party for 10 straight days. Day and night. Then get up and do it all again. Cowboy boots, western wear, hats you name it. It’s Halloween in July. Legit, I’m sure the true cowboys around just sit back and laugh at everyone dressed up in skinny jeans and cowboy boots. In skirts that your ass will hang out of (male and female, we don’t discriminate).
The common goal though, is the whole city for once is on the exact same page. Everyone is involved, and everyone is bought in. How often these days does the city come together no matter who you are, what you do, what race you are, what car you drive, what brand of underwear you wear. We’re all the City of Calgary for these 10 days putting on the Greatest Outdoor Show on Earth. Like I said, there’s so many parts and pieces to Stampede, but does anyone really care about the fried food, the midway rides and games and the G Rated parts? Absolutely not. Every city has midways some time or another, but Stampede. Man oh man.. Stampede. You can do Stampede many different ways. I remember chatting with a buddy just before the week kicked off and told them that I had never personally been on a midway ride during Stampede. Their face dropped and couldn’t believe it. As I laughed, it’s just not how we’ve ever done Stampede. Let me introduce you to the main reason why most locals dislike the Stampede. It’s one big piss up, which I guess isn’t a lie, but I guess it’s what a lot of people love.
Personally I’ve been in Calgary for 4 years in December, and I just finished my fourth Stampede. I won’t lie, the first one was pretty calm and uneventful. We took in a few events, but never were exposed to the nitty gritty. The second one.. well yup, now we’re going. The third one, well that was just a gong show, and this year, another one for the books. I’ll try not to bore you with stories of every time I’ve ever been to the Stampede. We can save that for the autobiography, but lets dip into some fun events. A lot of Stampede is corporate outings, events, piss ups you name it. We entertain customers, we gamble on the Chuckwagons, we throw money around at the bull riding. 2017 was when I started my current gig. Cowboy’s tent. I can just stop there and the majority of you will know where that goes. But lets dive in. I’m the newbie, the rookie, the kid.
We have some customers out to the Cowboy’s tent on a Sunday night, the Chainsmokers are in town. Now we’re not just in the tent, but we have a Super Suite, raised above the crowd with bottle service, VIP the whole 9 yards. Following pre drinks we all head to the Suite, waltz right in like we own the place right up to the suite. Yea, it is kind of a big deal because all the pigeons hang out below. I’m kidding, Cowboy’s is a blast no matter where you are. I can’t remember the security guards name, but he was a gem. On our way up to the suite, he looks at a few of us and kind of pulls us aside. “If you see any ladies that you want up here, let me know. We’ll get them up there”.
Alright then. Yup, buckle up here we go. Side note, now hailing from Halifax, we just don’t have parties like this. Sure you can get ‘guest list’ at the Dome, or give a bouncer at Reflections a twenty to get in, but this is right in line with Vegas shit. This doesn’t happen where I grew up. Moving along though, we’re in for a night. I was thinking to myself I don’t know what I’ve gotten into, but I love this. Keep in mind, Cowboy’s is probably THE PLACE to be during the Stampede. Partying it up with customers. I remember how awesome Neon Dreams was that evening, and that’s about it. Being above the crowd, lots of girls want to come up, lots of people want to be involved. Having some stand down below trying to grab your attention to bring them up, you feel like Sidney Crosby or something sitting up here. Now I’m not that naïve in thinking they want you. They just want the free drinks dumbass, but lets be honest, it’s still funny as hell in that situation. I can go on and on about this night, but it literally black outs after Neon Dreams (great Halifax boys). Leaving Cowboy’s, waking up on the front step, paying a $400 limo bill with the company card, and that story still gets told through the workplace today. That’s Stampede. Well I guess not everyone’s Stampede, but that was my first exposure to how I know Stampede. So with my work we do a lot of customer entertaining, and 2018 we actually bought a tarp and sponsored a Chuckwagon driver. So it goes like this. Every year there is a canvas auction where companies will bid on tarps that will be on the Chuckwagons for each night they race.
Tarps range from 50K – 150K depending on the driver. But the catch is you get 10 nights of entertainment, having access to a tent setup in the barns with food, drinks and more fun. Your driver will take you on a barn tour to meet the horses, their staff. It’s a pretty cool experience. So in 2018, I’m the only rep in my division, so we had one full night this event. You get 40 tickets a night, and I had 25 of my guys, the boys, you name it. I felt like a frigging event planner trying to piece this together and set it off without a hitch. Now Cowboy’s was awesome, but I think this was better. Had a phenomenal crew, unbelievable laughs, shit tons of beer and lots of money being tossed around. Yea, we gamble on the races. Very common practice, around the grandstands with cowboy hats full of money getting passed around, pots growing and more. It’s an absolute riot. We had a great crew out that night. Keep in mind I have anywhere from divisional managers of these huge companies, to site superintendents. Like I said earlier, everyone is in this together though. It doesn’t matter who you are, we’re all here for the party. We lost a few people over the course of the night, but there’s always those stragglers that don’t want to go home, so we head to Nashville North. Country music. Nashville North is a tent on the Stampede grounds which is free to get in, and is just another huge party. They have nightly country shows that gets some decent acts in not to mention everyone is lit. I think about 8 of us made it over there out of 25 that night. Mind you, I had a fellow East Coaster with me who I knew would stay out all night. I might as well end this right now, nothing crazy happened. Dancing, drinking, whatever. It’s just another story of standing at the table, looking at the stage and it being a blur.
That’s Stampede. This year was, well just another year at Stampede. Nights ending at 3:30 in morning, back to backs. It’s just another Stampede. We did the same thing this year, expect I got a few other nights to head down and enjoy the same thing. Opening night this year, it’s kind of like standing on the blue line during the national anthem. The anticipation before the game, your amped, your antsy, you just want to get going. Let’s go boys, let’s fucking go! That was my whole day Friday July 5th , 2019 and it did not disappoint. Replace blue line with office, and it was basically the same thing. I was lucky enough to only have a few boys with me the first night which is a lot easier to manage. Night started pretty tame, but when you look down the tarmac and see one of your largest customer’s who also sponsored a Chuck is here, you know you better buckle up. The bets were made between companies when we went head to head and we came up short.
I guess the drinks are on me for the night, fine. Man oh man. What happens when your crew in Alberta is made up of a couple Nova Scotians, and a handful of Newfie’s. Need I say more? That night ended with sharing a cab home with a customer, no idea where this guy lives. He’s passed out cold in the cab trying to wake this guy up to get him home. Night one was a success. Luckily this kid had 6 days off before heading back down for our big night yet again. Fast forward to Thursday, a lot of the same crew from the previous year but a lot of us know each other better, and it’s like everyone looked at each other at the same time and said “We’re getting #InOne”. Yup, here we go. Shot gunning at the tent opened up the evening, bottomless drinks filled in the middle. So we head to the barns after the races to drink some more. The boot came off. So we have a rookie employee that joined us this year.We started putting it in ears around that the rookie each year has to drink from the boot.This was a lie, but we wanted to get this guy. The boot came off, my right boot. Let’s fill er up! Poured a few cold beer in them, and kicked it off.
I got my boss drinking from it, we got our vendors. What good sports we had here. We even had a couple of military gents that joined our tent for a beer. Asked them for a favour to play along and take a sip? These guys were absolute fucking beauty’s finishing a boot each. Like I said, the boot. Far from new. Might have been threw a few Stampede’s with god knows what on the ground. Would this new guy do it? Nope. Not a chance. A long lasting tradition ended. Now if only one person took a sip, yea whatever it’d probably die off and think nothing of it. But EVERYONE in the tent is chugging from this thing. C’Mon man, grow a set. We partied the night away at Nashville North again until the wee hours of the morning.
I remember waking up with a text from one of our vendors who comes in to town for our event every year. Word for word, “The way that you started the drinking from your boot, was nothing short of heroic. I think you single handedly started a new tradition. Fucking good on ya!”. I didn’t think it was heroic by any means, just a little drunken fun. But looking back now, and what transpired the next night I think we’re onto something. So I did end up back down at our tent the next night as well, and to make a long story short. The boot story from our night before had already gotten around to some of our higher end managers and they ate that shit up. “When’s the boot coming out tonight!”, “Come on Murrant, let’s get that boot going!”.
Yup, we definitely started something. You’d think the boot would be soaked. Nope. I walked around with that thing on the rest of the evening, it was bone dry. Doesn’t take much to finish a few beer out of the size 12! One hell of a time. I can go on and on about Stampede. I know these stories are strictly about partying and drinking, but who wants to read a blog about a kid who picked up a duck out of a floating pond and didn’t win a prize? Didn’t think so. Stampede is one if not the greatest party on earth.
As I said early on. If you ever get the chance to go, you MUST. Don’t think about it, just get your ass out here! If you’re sitting there thinking well I don’t know anyone out there, or know what to do out there. Stop making excuses. Let’s go! Get your ass out here, you will not be disappointed. If you’ve even made it this far, I commend you. Round of drinks on me when you get out here for the party. All I can say to sum up Stampede. Stampede, man.
-Mike Murrant
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Last days before the trail
When I said that there was only one other major partner in crime when it comes to this upcoming journey, I have to admit I straight up lied.
To pull of a big adventure like this there are many contributing factors: people who I couldn't do it without, gear that will have a big weight (hahha, get it?) in the success of this hike, logistics that need to be figured out.
And since we started this blog with introductions let's just keep this going. I don't know if you will meet all my gear and all their names but a must have introduction goes out to my dear friend: Olive. Also know as the answer to my parents prayers, the longterm best buddy throughout high-school, the queen of literally almost anything, the extra-analog badass.
Olive and me
When I told her about me wanting to do the trail literally 2 hours before the registration for the permit took place she immediately was down to join and signed up with me :) super stoked to have a real partner in crime along and to share both the ups and the downs of this journey together.
We are currently driving down the Westcoast which has been absolutely wonderful because we get to take a bunch of stops along the way and see many dear friends again and also just to get a sense of the distance that we are intending to hike back. Olive is dropping me off in Campo in less then a week and will meet with me on the trail a couple times until Mojave, a town 550 miles north of the border, where she can leave her car and then fully get into hiking mode.
I've been back in the US for just over a week now. Managed to get here through some struggles because of Sturmtief Eberhard (a big storm) which caused almost all trains to be canceled. After over an hour of trying to figure things out I had to cramm into a way too overcrowded train and eventually managed to get to the airport with a ton of delay but luckily it was still just the right amount of time left to go through all the airport stuff. After that the rest of the journey was super smooth. One straight flight to Seattle, getting picked up by Olive and then heading into the city for some dinner (which was more like a 4 am night snack for me). Met up with Juhi, another very dear friend from my time in PT almost 10 years ago. And since then the reunions just have kept happening.
Spent 4 amazing days back home in Port Townsend strolling around, taking walks on the beach, eating Elevated Ice cream, Waterfront pizza and Rose popcorn (all the foods I've been missing for years), finally being able to go into bars and spending time with amazing people catching up and reminiscing. Also prepared some more for the trail. Olive got to borrow this cool dehydrator and we stocked up on fruits and fruit leather. Saturday we took the ferry and drove to Bellingham to see two of our friends race in a 50k (yes, they are awesome). Later I finally bought my hiking shoes for the trail, we spent some time in the city with Juhi and after that drove to Portland in Oregon. One state down, two more to go :)
View of Port Townsend from the ferry
Portland treated us with beautiful weather and even more beautiful people. Super fun to spend time with you guys!!! :) We went to a soccer game, got an exclusive tour of the brewery where Daniel, my cool cousin (I said that on purpose), works, hiked to gorgeous waterfalls with Ethan, also my cool cousin, enjoyed the food stands and did some more trail errands of getting the last gear together. Also hung out at this really sweet soaking pool in a backyard of an old school, probably the last warm bath in months haha.
Hiking Wakeena falls and the crew :)
We left Portland yesterday and are currently on the way to Monterey, where Olive went to college. Beautiful scenery on the way and I am still in denial that I will be hiking back through these areas in a couple months. We will spend about two more days in Monterey before driving the last stretch to San Diego where I will start my hike Sunday morning. IT'S REALLY HAPPENING GUYS :)
That's about it for news. Super fun days, super full, super happy. Don't get too used to these crazy long updates though. Probably more pictures and less words in the future. Miss you all and hope you are having a grand time. Cheers, Jana
Deutsch:
Ihr Lieben, mir geht es sehr gut. Nach einer recht turbulenten Reise durch die starken Winde letzte Woche bin ich zum Glück trotzdem wohlbehalten in Amerika angekommen. Ich bin jetzt seit ca. einer Woche wieder hier und hatte fantastische, prappelvoll gepackte, wunderschöne Tage. Ich war für 4 Tage in Port Townsend, meiner alten Heimat von vor fast 10 Jahren, Samstag sind wir mit der Fähre nach Bellingham gefahren und dann abends weiter nach Portland. Montag Abend ging es weiter nach Corvallis und heute sind wir 12 Stunden im Auto unterwegs um nach Monterey, California zu fahren.
Wir werden noch ca. 2 Tage in Monterey bleiben, bevor es dann Freitag nach San Diego geht. Und Sonntag geht es los. Freue mich über jeden der mit dran denkt und mir was nettes schreibt.
Die letzten Tage waren gefüllt mit herzlichen Begegnungen und Wiedersehen, kleinen Wanderungen, letzten Erledigung und Vorbereitungen für den Trail, jeder Menge gutem Essen und vielen tollen Gesprächen.
Hoffe es geht euch gut. Ganz liebe Grüße, Jana
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Harsh Aggarwal, Shoutmeloud
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Shoutmeloud initially went live in December 2008 as well as currently OptinJoy has been virtually a years of blogging.
Suffice to state that Harsh is the poster kid of the Indian blogosphere.
He mainly shares what he learns about WordPress, holding, plugins, blogging etc. It's intensely individual which's what makes him so inspiring.
Just how this internet marketing professional got going
Harsh started blogging as a pastime yet it quickly ended up be his profession. He launched his very first blog on the Blogpost platform and within three months of doing so, he started obtaining a cozy action from the neighborhood.
Boosted by his success he moved to WordPress as well as acquired a premium domain. During that time he didn't even have a credit card to get the holding package and also used that of his pal's daddy's.
His blog started as a way to kill his boredom. After falling short in 4 campus option interviews he was finally approved into Accenture. He was put however then he can join just a year later on.
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Risk to be the daydreamer
In India, it's a lot harder to seek a career in blogging. Many people don't understand what blog writing is. It's even harder for them to recognize if generating income with a blog is feasible.
If you're a blogger lots of people would certainly think that you waste your time the entire day before the computer.
Which was 2008. An individual in India going the non-traditional route would certainly face tight resistance from relatives, household, and also buddies as we have a much more closely weaved household framework below.
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It took him time to persuade his moms and dads but he finally made it as well as there has actually been no looking back since.
If he had been a designer, he 'd been making 5k annually, yet as a blog writer, he makes more than 50k and also lives the life of his selection.
Yet not everything has actually been smooth
I additionally reviewed his individual blog site Denharsh( See Troubles with Functioning From Residence Full-time) where he describes the challenges of being a full time blog owner. The greatest issue is the loneliness that you deal with. Bloggers exchange hundreds of emails. Yet when it involves satisfying people, they rarely fulfill anyone brand-new.
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I do concur with the blog post however I really feel that a great deal of these troubles can be resolved conveniently. Getting a group or remaining as a paying guest can introduce some firm in the life of the lonely blogger.
It's not essential to make every person recognize every little thing. For the most investigative family members, my solution has actually always been that I make more working from house than at a workplace.
( See After 1826 days of blogging all I can state is Blogging is amazing).
Matthew Woodward, MatthewWoodward.co.uk
Matthew Woodward is among the leading internet OptinJoy marketers in the UK. His blog site is provided among the most effective 100 blogs in Technorati, has actually won numerous awards like being noted on Problogger as a top blog site, and has actually likewise been featured on Unbounce's listing of top 75 blog sites.
It was launched on 5.02.2012 and currently takes pride in an International Alexa ranking of 5800.
Allow's see how he tackled it and attained all this in less than a year.
Acknowledging the chance
I had additionally felt the exact same things which stimulated Matthew to produce a blog site that contained workable material. During that time, guest blogging remained in much vogue with established sites like Problogger, Copyblogger, Johnchow accepting filler material in the name of visitor messages. If 6 posts went online every week, 5 of them would certainly be guest blog posts with rehashed content.
There was even a term for that kind of web content-- epic crap.
There was a requirement for content that was new and refreshing. Matthew generated Search Engine Optimization video tutorials that showed for the first time what it took to rate a site on Google.
Well, to put it simply, the videos had to do with tiered link building, article rotating, hacking visitor blogging and so on
. Finally, Matthew decided that the function of the blog was to help individuals. He wanted to achieve that whenever a person requested for Search Engine Optimization assistance, claim in online forums, his tutorials would be the ones shared.
Matt Cutts constantly said that fantastic web content is something that works to the community, something one-of-a-kind and something that has original research study.
Developing an exterior web link is against Google's guidelines. The funny thing is that although Matthew is a specialist on web link structure, he did not develop web links to his blog.
I find that the least common tutorial on his blog site, on locating your OptinJoy target market is one of one of the most useful ones. (See Exactly how to find and also involve your target audience online commercial?). In Matthew's case, he set about listing the leading most online marketing discussion forums and also established Google alerts to find people who required assist with or were discussing Search Engine Optimization.
Producing a tale
Individuals love stories as well as can relate to them. A blog site is a more major organisation, but I have commonly really felt that Matthew made use of the power of narration amply on his blog. By developing a video collection of Tiered Web link building tutorials, he made people return for even more. For more months than I can count these tutorials were one of the most shared as well as checked out products on his blog.
Introducing a discussion forum that additionally fueled the concept helpful individuals and at the very same time indulged in the advantage of user-generated material was an additional master stroke.
The outcomes
Matthew is now a component of the top net marketing professionals and makes most of his revenue via associate sales. He does appointments also, yet the majority of the time he's hectic taking a trip and also has little time to devote to the numerous people who intend to throw money at him.
His success for the past year:.
632,452 page views
31,715 hours/3.6 years invested reading my messages
Won 5 significant honors
$ 73,334.09 revenue
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1. Plan, yes strategy
I have actually seen a lot of us who would begin an on-line OptinJoy organisation or blog site with no thinking. They would throw away six to 7 months on it as well as would then abandon it with a bitter heart. The key grievances would certainly be that there is no web traffic, no money etc
. Prior to beginning his blog site, Matthew invested months thinking of what the content technique would be. He intended on exactly how to get traffic. He likewise realized where his target audience lived online as well as performed his actions on reaching out to them.
One of his visitors in Costa Rica Yeison started a blog site mytanfeet.com which is totally about Costa Rica. In less than 6 weeks this guy that can not compose English correctly had his blog site featured on two newspapers and made $350. Over 90% of blog writers do not make a cent. Currently, it does over $1000 every month. As well as they have gone on to release among the very first multilingual marketing blog sites yeisonkim.com.
2. Don't stress regarding the cash
Don't begin a business or blog site in which you do not have your heart. Passion regulations every little thing. Nowadays one can make money from anything. I heard that some person offered a fish for $10,000. The cash will come if you construct something that individuals like and intend to associate with.
3. Play by your crucial strengths
According to Noah Kagan (later in this article), everyone on the planet is an incredibly human. Everyone has superhuman strength in some field. Some succeed at advertising, some at composing, still others in Excel. At the age of 13, Matthew constructed his first site on computer game. He made these trendy video clips which showed people just how to play the game appropriately.
Quick forward a couple of years later he makes these uber amazing tutorials with elegant graphics and also CTAs rolling in and I resemble, "Wow, just how does he do that?" Few individuals put in that much effort right into what they are doing. But with his experience making videos it's a crucial stamina that Matthew has.
Think of what you can do much better than others as well as you will certainly find your essential toughness. ( See Just how I constructed a leading 100 OptinJoy blog site in year as well as how can you do it also?).
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First Lines
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See if there are any patterns. Then, tag your favourite authors.
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Outlaws. Yuri on Ice. 6k
It’s all going to shit.
That’s about it. He’s had enough of it. This is the third country he’s tried to excel in and he’s still anything but distinguished. Fuck, he’s gone all the way to the other side of the world for this and he’s still a forgotten name on the list. Not forgotten on the coach’s lips, though, as he seems to fail at about everything he tries today. Every jump over rotated or way too small, every step sequence too stiff. You need to loosen up , she says, and Otabek flinches at the idea. ‘Loosen up’ sounds like letting his walls crumble down in his ears: he cannot do that. He’s gone to the city with the “land of opportunities” bullshit engraved in his head, only to receive a slap on the face. Well, several, more like.
When our Souls fly high Above: Yuri on Ice. 8k
Chris might be bit too much to handle sometimes. Well, more often than not. But something sends cold shivers down Yuri’s spine at the sole mention of the city.
“Amsterdam? Are you sure that’s a good idea, Chris?” Viktor hums quietly over his coffee, letting his head rest on top of his husband’s to nuzzle against his shoulder.
A scoff on the laptop speakers cuts out the sugary moment like a razorblade. A messy mop of blond hair peeks out of a washed out black hood, eyes sparkling green underneath the golden locks. “Isn’t that the hooker district city?” Yuri snorts, running a hand through his hair. It doesn’t go far through the tangles. “That does fits you.”
A golden link: yuri on Ice. 7k
“Are you out of your mind?!”
The people at the diner are starting to stare at the really loud table; it’s surprising that three people can cause such a racket. Well, one of the three, really: a particularly loud, angry blond currently sputtering out insults in two different languages just so his point come across clear enough. “I am not taking you both old embarrassing drunken idiots to the club with me! There’s no way!”
“Come on , Yurio! It’ll be fuuun.” Viktor hums in a stupidly childish manner and Yuri needs to fight the urge to crawl onto the table and strangle him right there. “We’ve never seen him at work, you know?”
You’ll never walk alone. Yuri on Ice. 9k
He’s seen a lot throughout the years. Damn, he’s been one of them. He moved from Astana to Almaty on his own while still in high school, dropped out to work and find himself a place. Learnt all he needed to from the streets.
He never learnt how to deal with someone like this.
A kid shivering in the cold, dressed in all black workout clothes and carrying nothing but a gym bag, completely mute. Nuro can tell the boy is not from around here, even when he refuses to say a word, or at least a gesture, only maintaining eye contact. There’s something about his stance, the way he moves, that’s too graceful for the slums; he’s born and raised on the nice side of town, and yet…
Reaching out for Silver Linings. Yuri on Ice. 65k
“You’re hanging around him a lot.”
Yuri almost falls off the bench he’s resting on after the podium at the sound of Viktor’s voice behind him. The old pervert must have been peeping in on his conversations again.
“Why the hell do you care, geezer?”
“I don’t mean it as a bad thing, Yurio,” Viktor almost sings to him, both hands pressed on Yuri’s now stiff shoulders. The blond still clenches his cellphone hard on one hand, hiding its screen from view. As if it would make a difference now: Viktor has read enough to know which buttons to push. It’s not like there’s anything interesting there to read, is there? Just some audios and small talk and stuff like that. But it’s still private, for fuck’s sake.
He shifts further to the edge the second he feels the hands on his shoulders move and the weight of Viktor on the bench. He scoffs for good measure: let it never be said that he hasn’t shown enough his reluctance to maintain the conversation he knew he was about to have. That he knew he couldn’t really avoid: after all, the gala is tonight and Yuri could either let him speak now or he’s gonna be looming around him all throughout the fucking party.
to Open doors, to Tear Down Walls. collaboration with @kavrola. yuri on Ice. 6k
The idea started forming in his head as soon as he heard the bastard has reached the GPF again. Yuri wants to see that jackass Otabek Altin to mop the floor with him one more time, just as he did in Barcelona.
There has been a subtle war going on between them since the last Grand Prix, taunting each other subtly on Instagram back and forth. They don’t need to tag each other: the day Yuri took a photo with a guy’s leather jacket on at the rink and saw Altin posted one like it a few hours later, he knew it was a call to arms. And he’s not one to lose a battle.
Even though he won’t ever admit how good the photo turned out. The sun kissing Otabek’s tanned skin, making his pitch black leather jacket contrast with the bright black and chrome of his bike. The buildings of Almaty reflecting on the lenses of his shades. He looked like a bad boy straight out of Grease, with the bleachers as a background. And Yuri will most definitely never admit he actually felt the need to save the picture.
And he hasn’t erased it yet.
On Love: Storge. Yuri on Ice. 2k
Yuuko puts the last pair of skates up on their respective place on the shelf and sighs deeply: it’s been a long day. Ever since Yuuri won silver at the Grand Prix and finally moved in with his now fiance, days at the Ice Castle have been exhaustingly busy .
Which is great, of course, but even the girls are exhausted; they're helping out as best they can, trying to help others their age stay upright on the ice. In some ways that's not so bad, since they don't struggle so much at bedtime. She’s glad they’re being helpful.
They are, of course, until they casually loom over her shoulder while she is texting a really close friend (she'd called him that, even if he doesn’t reciprocate). A really close friend the girls adore .
Right now the ice rink is a whirlwind of people going in and out and renting skates and asking for turns and… and the girls constantly asking “when is uncle Yuri coming”.
Soon enough, she knows, according to his last Instagram photo at an airport, tagged Hasetsu. She’s so glad he’s finally visiting again.
She’s not so happy that he’s posted it for the world to see. She can feel the migraine building up again.
Carpe Diem. Yuri on Ice. 5k
They practically run off, Otabek holding Yuri by his wrist, through the hotel hallways. Yuri can feel the cellphone going crazy in his pocket; Yakov must be freaking out as well, there’s a reason why Yuri is never left alone with any nosy reporters around. These things can happen if he is.
They take the stairs to avoid as many curious stares as they can, almost giggling with excitement, unsure of what will unfold between them.
Otabek lets him go to unlock his room, stepping into it just to push Yuri’s body against the door as soon as he walks in, slamming it closed. His hands tangle in long, blond hair, tugging slightly, and Yuri feels his heart's gonna burst out of his chest; panting, he runs his fingernails through Otabek’s chest, grabbing fistfuls of that damn tight shirt to support himself as he reaches out to his mouth…
And gets yanked down by the hair, clashing against the door.
To Judge a book by its Cover. Yuri on Ice. 7k
Yuri was happy. Ecstatic even.
He finally had gotten the chance to skate with Otabek Altin, not only at Worlds, but at one of the competitions leading to the GPF. The Rostelecom Cup specifically.
Which meant he could probably take Otabek Altin finally home to meet his grandfather.
He was euphoric.
Two of the most important people in his life were finally going to meet. After two years of Yuri’s incessantly rambling about his friend to his grandfather and viceversa, it was finally going to happen.
He just had to ask first.
He didn’t quite know how.
Growing up, growing in. Yuri on Ice. 50k
I mean, it never have happened before. Well, let’s be serious I didn’t really know how to do this. now: has it happened to anyone else? I mean… who the hell gets on a motorbike with practically a stranger and ends up all “buddy-buddy” with them? I didn’t even know what that reference MEANT. I’ve barely met the guy some days ago, and we haven’t talked since he got on that plane back to Almaty the day after the Gala. I could text him though…. That’s why we exchanged contact info at the airport after all, right? We haven’t needed it before since he knew where I was staying: he walked me right up to my room that first night at Barcelona. Just like friends do, right?
Warrior. Yuri on Ice. 6k
He browses his social media accounts, uninterested, while lying sprawled on his hotel bed. Otabek couldn’t meet him this time, so they just settle for texting cat videos and small talk. Taunts, really. The first GPF they spent together, the one they met, Otabek couldn’t reach the podium, yet next year they were side by side, silver and gold together, Viktor clutching his own bronze by their side on his first appearance since the hiatus. That was quite a stunt to pull, specially beating Katsudon for less that one point after months of not training at all.
Not that Yuri will ever tell him that.
Now, the twice GPF gold medalist, as he likes to remind people, the champion -not the fairy - is waiting for the next morning to finally have a chance to secure his place, bringing him one step closer to pulling Viktor’s legacy down.
And he’s sure he can make it, especially with Otabek by his side, who has encouraged him and cheered for him since they have met. Who always has the right words to say at the right time when things go all shades of wrong.
New Faces, New Hitches. collaboration with @kavrola. yuri on Ice. 38k
Leo was ready to fall asleep right on the rink. His coach had been brutal these last few weeks. Yes, he’d made a few… quite serious blunders in his senior debut, but he hadn’t been that bad! This is what happened when you had rinkmates like the obnoxiously talented prodigy JJ.
He saw the new guy skating away on his own while he was unlacing his skates. The Junior skater been here for a week already, but no one had tried to welcome him, or approach him in any way.
Well, truth be told, no one dared. Not even Leo.
The guy was always polite and quiet, yet forcefully distanced himself from the others and had a permanent murderous scowl on his face. He was terrifying.
Fine, he was younger than Leo. Shorter, too. And yet, he still looked like he could rip someone to shreds with his bare hands.
Lazy Morning. Yuri on Ice. 300 words.
The sun’s shining through the half way closed curtains on Yuri’s apartment.
That’s the very first thing he did when he turned eighteen: finding himself an apartment. Modest. Tiny. Cramped as hell. But his.
He wakes up and realizes he’s been sleeping sitting up again. Did he put on a movie and doze off? He needs to stop doing that: his back’s sore all over from the couch wooden frame clawing into it.
But this is not his couch: he’s enveloped by a special warmth, a scent of strong coffee and aftershave, a soft hot breath on the top of his head.
He remembers.
It was just a phase. Yuri on Ice. 8k
Ok, so MAYBE he was expecting to see him before the competition started. Maybe he does miss him, and all the photos, and texts, and videocalls during the past two years weren’t enough, since they have only seen each other during the GPF competitions. Maybe he has planned to appear out of nowhere and jump into his arms and send him ass first against the ice, and laugh at his face.
Maybe he’s more eager to see him after such a long time than to skate.
But maybe that’s why seeing him talking to someone else, smiling at someone else felt like a stab through his heart. He never smiles at anyone. Otabek’s usually uncomfortable with random people walking up to him, or standing too close, yet he’s smiling to some guy that is holding his wrist. And he looks comfortable. He never does. What the hell?
Scenes from a Memory (100 words drabbles collection). yuri on Ice. 4k
Edge
“Do you wanna be friends or not?”
He felt like he was skating on the surface of a perfectly polished lake on some mountain top, without looking down; a vast immensity of abyss under his feet.
The treacherous wind would leave him breathless, trying to push him off limits but it was exhilarating, cleansing. Worth it.
It was a long way down from here. Greater than he could’ve ever known.
He took his new found friend’s hand.
He skated right over the edge, confidently.
Happily.
It was a long way down but it didn’t matter. He wouldn’t let him fall.
Take me away from here. Yuri on Ice. 1.5k
“Take me away from here”. It sounded like pleading, he knew it, but it was a matter of life and death: the Angels were everywhere. Otabek looked at him, a smug smile plastered on his face. He knew what that smile meant: it’ll cost you. And it will cost: he’s had troubles with Lilia already for not showing up on time to the public warm up and having to ask mila to cover the hickeys that stood out even through the translucent fabric of his costume, almost following the transparencies to his chest. It was almost like the bite marks were calculate. Cheeky bastard.
I don’t have 20 works in yet, but I’ve got a couple still in process, so let’s ee what happens. This turned out to be a bit of a masterpost?
Anyways, i’ll tag @modernart2012 @kavrola @sarah-yyy and @severeminx and whoever wants to play
#fanfic#yuri on ice#i specifically avoided the saint seiya one#too much edit to do#oh well#otayuri#mostly
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