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beatleswings · 1 year ago
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HAPPY GLOBAL BEATLES DAY (June 25)!
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chocolatequeennk · 2 years ago
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NaNo update, 11/24-11/27
Usually the Thanksgiving weekend is a great writing weekend for me. Not so this year! I had a lot of things going on, and I ended up getting behind almost three whole days.
Today, however, today I caught up.
So, over the last 4 days, I have:
Written the whole scene of them actually capturing Gallifrey in the stasis cube
Figured out a few issues in Forever Timeless--I'm eager to do some editing tomorrow, now that my word count is caught up
Plotted out several of my Ficmas fics and written a couple of them
Ficmas took most of my energy today. I needed stories where I could just sit down and write a huge amount of text all in one go, without having to hop around in the story for a paragraph here and there.
Oh! I almost forgot the word count update.
Today's words: 3949 Total wc: 45002
I think for a sneak peek today, we're going to go to a scene I wrote last week. This is in the 50th rewrite, between Ten and the younger Rose.
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Rose looked at the TARDIS her Doctor had just entered, along with her older self. She wasn’t exactly jealous, but it was weird to watch him with another woman—even if it was herself.
“Ah!” Pinstripes pointed at her in jubilation. “You always tease me when I’m jealous of myself, but now you get it!” 
Rose blinked. “How did you know what I was thinking?”
He blushed and tugged on his ear. “Welllll…” The word dragged out in a way she’d already become familiar with, but this time she had a feeling he was stalling for time. 
She crossed her arms over her chest and he looked over at his younger self. “A little help here?” he muttered. 
The younger Doctor shook his head and laughed. “Oh no, Doctor. You got us into this; you can get us out of it.” 
The Doctor sighed and turned back to face her. “Ah… you remember I’m not human, right?”
“It’s hard to forget when you keep insulting humans every time you cut yourself shaving. ‘Stupid apes!’” she said, in what she felt was a pretty good imitation of him.
If possible, the pinstriped Doctor turned even redder. “Yes, and… you know Time Lords are telepathic. I told you that on Platform One,” he added.
“Yeah, I remember. After you told me—or let slip—that the TARDIS was in my head.” He flinched, and she smiled. “S’ok, Doctor. I forgave you for that a long time ago.” 
“So… would you maybe forgive me if I told you that some day in the future you and I form a telepathic bond and it means that even right now I can kind of follow your train of thought? I’m not trying to read your mind, I swear, it’s just that I forgot that you didn’t know that I could do this and—”
Rose stepped forward and put her hand over his mouth. His brown eyes widened even further as he looked down at her. 
“Can my Doctor… Does he…” 
A furrow appeared in the Doctor’s forehead. “Ish it okay…” He pointed at her hand.
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soranatus · 8 months ago
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STARFIRE: Then & Now
George Pérez (1980) Joshua Swaby (2024)
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transparentdreamruins · 11 days ago
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Jamie & Claire
"I love you without knowing how or when or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride." Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII
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teathattast · 3 months ago
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Well, it's a sharp shock to your soft side
Summer moon, catch your shut-eye
In your room, in my room
In your room, in my room
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milesworld96 · 2 months ago
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AEW is for the freaks that love the taste of their eternal rivals blood
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dohynjae · 1 month ago
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 𝜗𝜚ྀི  𐔌   Oh girl you are so amazing
나쁜 건 알았지만 그냥 모른체할게   𐦯     ༘
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᪲  𓈒     ྀི ꒰͡⠀제발 내 곁에 있길 cause I'm going crazy⠀͡꒱  ༘  
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newestcool · 5 months ago
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Jean Paul Gaultier s/s 1994 couture Creative Director Jean Paul Gaultier Model Naomi Campbell Newest Cool
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graciehart · 7 months ago
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because I believe that we were supposed to find this.
for Belle @only-freaking-sunflowers ♡ happy birthday!
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pragmatic-optimist · 5 months ago
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Sierra McClain. 👑👑👑
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juliaswickcrs · 1 month ago
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oops another oc :: amara prince in "timeless" ( pre-cacw - tfatws )
Everything in time, fades. That much James Buchanan Barnes knew, even if the rest of his life was scattered to the winds while his past comes to him in unwanted flashbacks amongst the cobblestone streets of Bucharest, Romania. He earns what he can and keeps his head low to the ground, wishing never to be found. Until an antique shop filled with memorabilia from the war draws him out of his shell and into contact with a woman that triggers a memory long forgotten. Of nights in a German prison camp and an unfulfilled promise. But Amara Prince, despite bearing the same resemblance to the woman he once knew, has no memory of him or the war. Her artwork, however, reveals a different story entirely. He sees the exact camp he was imprisoned in, the exact men he served beside, he sees Steve and Peggy and the Commandos painted in red, white, and blue splattered across the canvas, and he knows--despite all impossibility--that Amara Prince is the woman he made a promise to all those years ago.
but before they can go home, the two must discover what makes Amara timeless.
BONUS
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chasingrainbowsforever · 11 months ago
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~ Purple and White ~
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chocolatequeennk · 2 years ago
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NaNo update, 11/21-11/23
Things are shaping up nicely over here! First, I've written 8520 in the last three days. That's more than I'd written in the previous week combined. I'm almost caught up to the par word count, so I think I'll be okay.
Second, I think the 50th rewrite is largely done. There are a few scenes I need to write while watching the ep so I get things right, but other than that... yep, done.
Third, I figured out two things about the next section of Forever Timeless that have blocked me for 2 years. It's meant rewriting an entire chapter today, but I could actually do it! And it's much more in character and the story is flowing. I know how to fix the character issue in the next two chapters as well (without rewriting) so I should be able to whiz through those, filling in the blanks.
All in all, it's been a good three days of writing.
And now, an excerpt! This is from the 50th rewrite (tentatively titled Time and Again). It's almost at the very end, but it's not spoilery if you read the excerpts from the first few posts.
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Alone at last, the Doctor wrapped an arm around Rose as they stood once more in front of the painting that had been the start of the whole adventure. “Time to go home?” he suggested quietly.
Rose nodded, but to his surprise, she stepped forward and took the painting off the stand. 
“What are you doing?” 
“Well, I painted it. I might have loaned it to the Crown for 500 years, but I figure they’re done with it now and I can take it back. I painted it for you, Doctor, not so it could be hidden away in a gallery where the only people who would look at it would never understand the meaning.” 
“But we have one on the TARDIS…” He paused. “That we have to drop off with Queen Elizabeth. So, she gets the new version and we get the one that’s now 500 years old?”
Rose nodded. “Help me with this?” she requested. “It’s heavier than it looks.”
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quietwingsinthesky · 4 months ago
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Theta/Koschei
Koschei decides to ‘force a regeneration’ to see if it gets rid of the drums.
I’ll let you decide at which point in that process Theta finds him.
>:) (<- evil)
The first thing Koschei hears is Theta-
No, the first thing he hears is the drums. He cringes in on his new body, its limbs awkwardly long and its hair in his face. He claws at his head, and when his nails aren’t strong enough to get inside and scratch the noise out, he starts pounding at his temples. It only encourages the drums to get louder. All he can smell is bitter metal, on his skin, in his mouth, soaked through. It was supposed to be cast off a new regeneration, so why is his blood still clinging to him?
He feels the hands wrap around his wrists and force him to stop. He feels the body kneeling next to his. “You jumped,” Theta hiccups. “You jumped!”
Koschei peers up at the cliffs above. The skies look like they’re burning overhead. Good, he thinks, good, burn down with me.
Him at the edge. Theta frozen feet away. An expression on their face he’d never seen, no matter how much they’d gotten into trouble in the past.
He scared his friend.
“I- I couldn’t move,” Theta says, like they need his forgiveness. “I tried! I couldn’t move! You jumped!”
“It didn’t work,” Koschei says, unable to summon up more reaction than a statement of fact. Theta shivers and wraps around him. They’re shorter than him. He didn’t think about that—only the blessed promise of relief. It’s all that he can hold onto now, Theta’s terrified expression as he tilted over the edge and their body, too small to bundle him up in their arms anymore like they used to. They bury their tears in his hair.
“Of course it didn’t work. You can regenerate, you can’t-” Their voice shatters. Koschei tries to be gentle, but he flinches at the pounding in his head, shoving Theta’s shoulder. Stubbornly, they hold on tighter. “I won’t let you go back up there. I won’t.”
“It didn’t work,” he repeats, like it’ll make sense to them. It hits him, suddenly, what he’s done. The obviousness of it, his whole body a betrayal of a moment’s grasp at peace, how could he- He wants to hide in Theta’s arms, but he can’t, he’s too tall.
“I did this,” Theta says. “It’s my fault. I did this.”
“No,” he snaps. He won’t have it taken from him, even as he can’t look at the shame of it. It was his choice; he jumped. “You told me to get away from the edge.”
“Shut up!” Theta is trying to crush him. His ribs ache from the way their fists jam into his sides. “I pushed you, understand?” He wriggles.
“You didn’t-”
“Koschei, you jumped,” Theta says, voice gone near a whisper again, and he listens to that more readily than he does when they match his volume and fight with him. “I don’t know what they’ll do to you if you jumped.”
He understands.
“You pushed me,” he agrees.
“It was an accident,” they build.
“The wind was too strong. I lost my footing.”
“And I pushed you too hard. We shouldn’t have been this close to the edge.”
“I forgive you.” Theta’s breathing stutters.
“You have a stupid amount of hair now,” they mumble. Koschei agrees. His head hurts so much, and he can’t place what’s worse: the drop after sudden regeneration, or the fresh bruises from hitting himself, or the drums, they’re louder now, he made them louder-
“It didn’t work,” he says a final time, no longer numb to it. His vision blurs, and his breath is coming one-two, three-four, one-two, three-four, stop it, stop it, stop it!
Theta touches his face, smearing his tears over his cheeks. They jam their forehead forward, close the distance until the entire universe is the two of them, alone.
He has to escape somehow. He grasps at Theta’s mind, not calm, always whirring and humming but quiet compared to his. He sinks into them with a sob.
They’re still there, in the back of his head, beating away.
He tries to pretend it’s only the sound of Theta’s hearts.
Maybe, for a moment, he even believes it.
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transparentdreamruins · 3 months ago
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Jamie & Claire
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the-patrex · 11 months ago
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I love whovians, we are the most annoying pricks in the world, im kissing all of you w tongue, I wish I could kill most of you without repercussions, you are soooo right besties, I need you shut the fuck up right this second, lets get married, we should not be allowed internet connection, you guys are so so fun, I desperately need a divorce.
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