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But I was young, and I thought, you know, why not shoehorn philanthropy into this app for chicken wings? Everybody loves chicken wings. I'll just Trojan horse that shit right in between the sauces and seasonings. And I thought maybe somebody might use it for good. So I stripped all mention of Buffalo Wild Wings, took my name off of it, and uploaded it to Open Source from Nana's kitchen table, right downstairs.
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Sup Folks!! Shrimpie Spotlight time!!
Surprise Challenge 003: get lucky was all about luck! Fills had to be under 1k words. Bonus: exactly 777 words.
A Little Luck (Mass Effect) || @mrsd-writes
Ash hooks her fingers in Vic's curls and wonders how she got so fucking lucky.
Lucky (Mass Effect) || Missjlh
Against all odds, Garrus survives a rocket to the face and reflects on how lucky he is.
equally lost (Mass Effect) || @korblez
Dexivia doesn’t know what to do with herself without someone to fuss over. Luckily, Maelia knows just what to do with her.
Don't Blame Yourself (Mass Effect) || @sparatus
Years after Shanxi, the dust has settled, and Desolas and Valis are able to enjoy simply having survived together. Unfortunately, no matter how much time and distance (and therapy) they get from the disaster, recovery isn't a linear path.
Down Below (Mass Effect) || @thetrashbagswasteland
Luck, sometimes, is something to share.
Wanna come hang with us? Check out this post!
#server fics#bestie’s writing#cast’s writing#j's writing#mrsd's writing#my fic#discord.txt#writeblr community tag
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I sent this post to
my French sister-in-law and
this was her reply:
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
“French is such a beautiful, romantic language.”
“Cat, I farted.”
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ANYWAY I was just rereading some of us have childhoods that aren't poems on sight (but darling, you're doing alright) by @mrsd-writes and realized I never recommended it over here??? Cannot let that stand. SO. Basic premise is that Tim comes to Wayne Manor as a foster kid instead of as Robin. Please read if you like:
Timmy angst (with special guest star, issues he refuses to acknowledge)
Bruce Wayne trying his best but floundering and completely out of his comfort zone, we love to see it
Stalking as a love language
a c h e s
like really so many aches but in the best way
10/10, it is one of my favorite WIPs currently going. I always love the dynamic shifts that happen in AUs where Tim enters as Tim vs. as Robin, and this one plants itself in that sandbox and is currently mid-way through building a castle out of it.
#note--you gotta be logged into to ao3 for this one#I also haven't really seen this one rec'd that much#which is a travesty that cannot be allowed to continue#ANYWAY#Tim Drake#Bruce Wayne#batman#batfam#DC#fic stuff
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WIP Whenever/Last Line
Tagged by @bioticbooty and @mallaidhsomo for a WIP Whenever, and @cr-noble-writes and @rotschopf-thedrow for a last line. Thank you!
Tagging @vakariansvixen, @moosemonstrous and @mrsd-writes to share anything you like if you feel so inclined!
I made myself really sad about Sam and EDI, so now you get to be sad, too.
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Shepard gets up and retreats to his desk. At first he just sits, gazing at a painted model ship variant of the Normandy SR-1 perched inside the otherwise empty oversized glass case above his desk. But then he opens the case and takes the ship out, running his hands over the seams where the pieces fit together.
--Query: Yeoman Chambers felt that addition to your quarters would be significant. Why? Why do organics create monuments to objects that were not self-aware?
--Block: Illusive Man Protocol Override – Unprompted personal inquiries are impermissible.
Without saying a word, he puts the ship back in the case and rests his nose between steepled fingers, exhaling deep. For one minute and fifty-eight seconds, he remains still.
EDI turns her attention elsewhere. Most of the organics are engaged in their sleep cycles, however Dr. Solus, as usual, is awake and at work adapting the nanomachine countermeasure to krogan physiology. Grunt paces the crew deck and discovers the cold food storage. She considers paging Mess Sergeant Gardner, but instead merely watches with interest, curious to see how Gardner will chooses to reinforce standard social customs to their newest crew member. She has not had the opportunity to observe the learning process.
But when Shepard switches his terminal on, she eagerly refocuses additional processing power to his cabin.
--Query: What will you read about tonight?
--Block: Illusive Man Protocol Override – Unprompted personal inquiries are impermissible.
His initial queries center around biotic usage, favoring asari sources. He types, ‘biotic teleporting’ before muttering under his breath and deleting the search without sending it.
EDI runs her own searches, compiling results that qualify as atypical biotic phenomena.
--Query: Shepard, I have some data that might interest you. If you like, I could assist further.
--Block: M. Lawson Protocol Override – Unprompted assistance to non-emergency crew matters is impermissible.
She files the data away until it is needed.
Words can hold such power with organics. What would Shepard say if he could hear hers?
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Out of context line tag
Thank you @thewritingautisticat for the tag! Trying to hit my writing goals for the day, but gosh I’m in a creative slump. Can’t words 😫
“I found her afterwards, but, I promise you, all we did that evening was talk.” He declines to mention exactly how he found her, the details of which did not belong in a song.
Tagging: @willtheweaver @sparkles-rule-4eva @dontjudgemeimawriter @squarebracket-trickster @sarahlizziewrites @space-writes @mrsd-writes
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WIP Wednesday Thursday
TY @mrsd-writes for tagging me!
Tagging: @deepwithintheabyss @ladytauria @1dragon-mustard1 @disniq @zeroducks-2 💕
Here's some dialogue between Joker and Jason from "Death & Resurrection" (WIP title). This snippet isn't very dark—the torture is only implied 🤡
“Hmm. This is probably gonna get a bit messy,”Joker muttered to himself. “Don’t want to have this suit dry cleaned again. Arkham orange is not a good color on me. Washes me out, y’know? Ah, here we go!” Jason hears the snap of latex gloves being stretched over hands. “Now, to find the right tool for the job. Garden shears might do. No, too unwieldy. This is a delicate procedure. A bone saw perhaps? Nah, not enough room here for the sawing. Need to borrow one of those smaller electric gizmos they got upstairs. Hey Siri, add ‘surgical saw’ to my shopping list.”
“Ok, added.” a muffled female voice replies.
He’s got a fucking phone in here. The inmates really are running this goddamn asylum.
“That’s my kind of woman! No whinging about the patriarchy or that one time I tried to blow her up because she was getting too clingy. Just does what’s she’s told, no questions asked. Only speaks when spoken too…”
“Hurry the hell up, Clown.”
“Shh! You can’t rush an artist at his art.”
“Oh it’s so nice to have my old Jason back!” Joker giggled. He was fucking giddy for someone who destroyed the “old Jason” in the first place. “I never thought I’d miss that rabid pup so much. Maybe you can bite me again for old time’s sake?”
“Gladly. Untie me and I’ll bite your fucking ear off like I did that other asshole.”
“Tempting,” Joker said flatly. “Truly. But first… Oh look, there it is! My handy dandy scalpel. This should do nicely, yes indeedy. Say, did you miss your old friend?”
Jason winces. The cuts on his back and chest seem to come alive with fresh pain.
“Can we get this over with already?” Jason spits, trying to mask the rising panic that’s bubbling up inside him. This maniac is seriously gonna do this.
Joker sighs, then: “If only you had been a good pup and obeyed your master it wouldn’t have come to this.”
#my wips#wip: death & resurrection#series: ruined#my arkhamverse#jason todd#robin#joker#arkham knight#arkhamverse#arkham asylum#dcu#wip wednesday#batman arkham knight#jason todd fanfiction
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choose between my babies!?!
make a poll with five of your all time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same. see which character is everyone's favorite
thank you @sindirimba for tagging me! I'm tagging @laviejaguardia @gaal-dornick @hazelnut-rosewater-pomegranate @mrsd-writes @mongoose-bite
can you tell I like traumatized paragons 😭
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15 questions for 15 friends
Thank you for the tag @elveny!
ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: I am deliberately NOT named after my ex-aunt; my parents picked a different variant of the same name just to be sure nobody would ever get that impression
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: It's actually been over a week which is a recent record!
DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: My husband and I are infertile together. It is the most horrible, dehumanizing, and soul-destroying thing I have ever been through. I'm still trying to figure who I am after this experience, because it's sure as fuck not the person I was before.
WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: I swim and weight lift
DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Less than when I was younger 😅
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: Their clothes for sure. Not in a judgmental way. They just interest me.
WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Green
SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: I don't totally understand why these are being juxtaposed as opposites? But happy endings. Horror is not my thing.
ANY TALENTS?: I'm a decent writer and a good cook :)
WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: Outside of Boston
WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Writing, reading, home improvement, crochet, cooking, gardening, being a pest
DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: Five cats and a bunch of fish!
HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5'6"
FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: I loved being in school. The only subject I hated was PE (and that was mostly down to how it was taught; the summer PE class I took was great actually). I loved everything else. I just love learning things, no matter how random.
DREAM JOB?: Not having one
Tagging: @bioticbooty @salamanders-please @painterofhorizons @ripley95 @jellisdraws @hawkeykirsah @vulpixelates @biotic-boshtet @mrsd-writes @lhs3020b @whimsyswastry @swaps55 @favoriteblogonthecitadel @pushingsian @master-gatherer
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Last Line Challenge
Tagged by the wonderful @mrsd-writes <3
Rules - In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like.)
“Reaving is never pretty,” [Kaidan] finally said, when his victim died as he closed his fist.
Tagging @cr-noble-writes, @vorchagirl, @mallaidhsomo, @otemporanerys, @clericofshadows & @swaps55 - if you want to ^^
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Post a gif from 10 favorite films without naming them, then tag ten people. Tagged by @flightofthefaeriedragon, thank ya kindly!
Tagging (if you want to take part)!: @theoriginalladya @shadoedseptmbr @keriweird @lottiesnotebook @vorchagirl @acciokaidanalenko @cronusamporaofficial @teamdilf @mrsd-writes @strongheartmaid
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15 questions for 15 friends
Tagged by @pigeontheoneandonly!
ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: My birth name, no. My coming out as they gayest fucker without a gender you've ever met, yes, but oddly, after myself??? Because I decided to write a self-insert (SaOS) and writing my birth name felt WRONG (for reasons I didn't understand at the time) so I made a new name that felt "right," examined those feelings over the course of a decade, and when it came time to change my name, I already had one thanks to my weird Mass Effect-loving, fanfiction-writing, stumbling-into-an-epiphany-yet-completely-missing-it self. In other words, I named myself before I knew who I was.
WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: Saturday, April 6, between 7:30 pm and 9:15 pm, watching Star Trek: Discovery Season 5, episodes 1 and 2
DON'T LOOK AT ME
DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: I have zero offspring and sometimes I feel a way about it and sometimes I don't.
WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: Track. And I am also going to include marching band because we walked for MILES with HEAVY INSTRUMENTS wearing SHITTY SHOES THAT ARE DEFINITELY NOT MADE FOR HIKING and WOOL UNIFORMS in the fucking HEAT (and also in the cold, in which case we were stuffing little heat buddies into the toes of our shoes).
I do not play a sport now. But I do go on little mental health walks and occasionally hike a volcano.
DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Not once in my entire life.
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: How they look at other people. Which is such an incredibly autistic thing, but I fucking studied the shit out of how other people communicated with and looked at other people around them in an attempt to understand it myself because I was always missing these cues that everyone else acted as if they were immediately obvious to the point they didn't need to be said. Communication became one of my special interests as a way to understand and survive in social situations.
WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Hazel. When I was 17 and on a picnic with a friend I was incredibly gay for (but who was tragically straight), she gazed into my eyes as the sun sparkled around us and said my eyes looked like sunflowers in a meadow.
Naturally, I fucking love sunflowers.
SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: Happy endings. Both are good, and scary movies can have happy endings too, but I like soft and kind stories more where people don't have to suffer in order to experience or earn joy.
ANY TALENTS?: Writing (though writing that makes me feel an imposter), cooking, building, and the ability to stand in a room and spatial reason the shit out of it without moving a muscle to come up with the perfect layout.
WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: Portland, OR
WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Writing, reading, painting, home improvement, gardening, photography, rock-hounding, traveling, being a professional asshole.
DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: Three cats!
HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5'6"
FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: I loved history and literature the most at the time.
DREAM JOB?: I don't know. This is a complicated question. I don't like that jobs are tied to our ability to thrive. I like doing a lot of different things, and most of those things at the rate I like to do them are not sustainable for paying my bills. It's hard to divorce "dream job" from the hellscape that is living under late-stage capitalism, where everything we do is monetized and categorized according to how productive we are. In which case, the job I have now as a labor organizer, actively combatting this system, is my dream job. But I wish I didn't have to do it and I wish it didn't exist.
No pressure tags: @cr-noble-writes, @pushingsian, @therev28, @eletaniia, @galtori, @mrsd-writes, @rotschopf-thedrow, @swaps55, and anyone else who feels so inclined
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Last Line Game
Rules: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.
Thank you @rotschopf-thedrow for the tag!
Her laughter cracked through the room, drawing the stare of every eye to the sound of her sun.
Oh, boy this is a long one 😅
Tagging: @malabadspice @girlstandstill @elfjpeg @polarlys @dandenbo @halesshepardn7 @acciokaidanalenko @mallaidhsomo @crescentbunny @ljandersen @bluewren @vela-ad-astra @unicorn-farm @mrsd-writes @cryo-lily @cr-noble-writes @sushee @miniature-space-hamster
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Writing Patterns Tag Game
Tagged by @cr-noble-writes and @rotschopf-thedrow, thank you!!
Rules: list the first lines(s) of your last 10 fics and see if there's a pattern.
Tagging @urrone, @vhenadahls @sorchacahill @mrsd-writes and anyone else who may feel so inclined, no pressure!
Dark Star:
Unlike most of the soirees Garrus has been to lately, the food is actually good.
Mezzo:
At first, you think you can survive this.
The Light We Make:
What little light makes it through Altahe’s thick clouds fades without fanfare as night closes in.
Fugue:
The first salvo hit with Shepard in mid-laugh.
The Stories We Tell:
The nice thing about Shepard’s alien menagerie is that they leave Joker alone.
Capriccio:
Forget relays and first contact wars and discovering aliens. The real test of courage and mettle is having an eight-year-old named Sam Shepard.
Heartstoppers from Beyond the Veil:
Shepard thunders through the ‘Yang’s airlock like it’s a day of reckoning, and every single person between him and the crew deck makes the quick and wise decision to get the hell out of his way before they wind up being the one he reckons with.
Space Talk:
Kaidan nearly slips going down the hill towards the prothean artifact.
Concerto:
New Message, Shepard, Sam, Staff Commander, 5923-AC-2826: -You awake?
Warm With You:
The pale light of Shepard’s fish tank casts an eerie glow around the otherwise dark cabin.
Hm. I tend to use my opening lines to do a lot of scene setting. I rarely open with dialogue, because until the reader knows where they are, the dialogue is just kind of hanging in space. I will break that rule on occasion, but I generally want a good reason.
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Silent Saturday
Thank you for the tag @willtheweaver from nearly a week ago. Had my first major surgery this week, and was very disappointed to discover heavy duty pain meds do not make me more creative. Boo.
Rules: Write something without dialogue. Inner dialogue is allowed, but that's it. Thoughts and actions, to keep the scene/snippet silent.
He gazed down at her, and saw himself — his whole life, laid out before him like a map, a battle plan, a strategy implemented by the gods. The answers he had prayed for were all abruptly vouchsafed him in one moment of brilliant clarity, like the sun had broken through the stone overheard in a concentrated beam. There was no fear in the knowledge, no rage, no tears. The twists and turns, the inexplicable horrors… they had all been necessary to lead him to this place, this moment. And he knew what to do next. What he was meant to do. What he could do, once again.
Tagging: @sarahlizziewrites @mrsd-writes @tildeathiwillwrite @rjcopeseethemald @dontjudgemeimawriter
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