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emesesworlds · 11 months ago
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THERE'S A THIEF AMONG US
I think I speak for many people when I say, I DISPICE thieves.
I find it absolutely disgusting that there are people out there who steal.
Someone else worked hard for the things they have and there you are, a slimy disgusting bug, stealing it.
@yautjabeast this one is for you, sweetie.
Or should I say POPPYTANJI123 ?!
The poster (because you are not the writer, hun) of Yautja Imagines off of Tumblr
I noticed recently while I was reading Wattpad that a supposed number 1 book is a freaking REUPLOAD.
How absolutely disgusting.
51 chapters of pure stolen content.
51 chapters most of them NOT EVEN CREDITED.
But it doesn't matter, since I saw NONE of the authors gave permission.
THE BOOK SHOULD BE DELETED.
YOU reuploaded other people's works and then decided to take credit for it, take likes for it and views!
HOW DARE YOU.
In one of your Wattpad posts you even ADMIT that @mintymarabell has too many and you won't copy that! your words! COPY.
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"Authors note"
You have balls... some kind of an "author" you are when none posted is actually yours!
People like you are the reason many amazing authors have stopped posting or deleted their blogs!
So many amazing works LOST. Because of people LIKE YOU.
DON'T DO THIS.
And if you are a follower/reader of the above-mentioned person find the actual writers and give them the credit. NOT the thieves.
And now, to credit all the authors like you are supposed to.
@thefoldedbird
@mintymarabell
@partofmycharm
@multific
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If you like a post, you are not showing your support by stealing it and republishing it! You are doing the opposite.
You are harming their page by taking views and feedback from them.
This will NEVER BE OKAY.
And we, as readers have to stand up and do something about this kind of people!
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luckynightdinosaur · 1 year ago
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Yautja HCs: Relationships, Courting, Mating, Pregnancy and Children
Bit of a long one, these kinda got away from me. I tried to keep these in the right sections but if they seem disorganized I apologize 😭
Mature themes, kiddies dni
HCs under the cut 👇
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Relationship
•I think that yautja are not monogamous, as their society is very focused on breeding/producing offspring. However, I do feel that pair bonding/developing affections for one particular partner isn't uncommon, and two yautja will settle down, especially as they get older.
•Because their society is so focused on breeding, I feel same-sex relationships can get quite a variety of reactions. Especially taking into account clan traditions, some being more lenient, and others not so much. I feel that most yautja in same-sex relationships will try to keep it quiet, because depending on the reactions (not caring as long as offspring are made/ if you're a high enough rank and have lots of kids already, to having it be outright looked down upon and risking being ostracized/exiled).
Courting
•Males will do a lot of posturing. Flexing, displays of strength, fighting other males to prove themselves to females.
•I also like the idea of them being somewhat like peacocks and dressing up to catch a potential mates' attention.
•While I feel like males are more active in trying to win mates, as there are more of them in the male:female ratio... I feel like females will also participate as well. Particularly young females pursuing a higher ranked male that's sired strong pups in the past. They will also do the same type of things that males do to gain attention.
•Offering not only trophies, but also small trinkets as courting gifts. The latter for cases where the yautja are closer, such as friends or trying to be life mates.
Mating/Breeding
•Males interested in the same female will fight for the right to her. They then have to fight the female in question, in order to prove themselves. I don't think females interested in the same male will fight one another for him. While I'm sure it can happen, particularly for the younger ones, there are too many males to pick from. And anyway I just think that most yautja women are the embodiment of "girls' girls" and therefore won't be caught dead fighting another woman over a man of all things.
•Mostly in the case of two females interested in the same male, the older more experienced one gets him by default.
•Females are definitely more aggressive and assertive during sex, especially during breeding season. Males go into it expecting to get banged up - and they do.
•"Submissive" males are looked down as a whole, but behind closed doors I absolutely believe that there are males that enjoy being dominated by big females- and that there are females that enjoy it just as much.
•Sex is a very casual thing in yautja society. It definitely happens outside breeding season, depending on an individual's preferences. Some don't see it as necessary outside mating season, others enjoy it too much not to do it.
Pregnancy
•My personal bc is that yautja females are pregnant around the same amount of time as humans. So roughly nine months. Breastfeeding period is also the same, at roughly 6 months. (credits to @partofmycharm for helping me with this part!)
•Most of the women don't let their pregnancy get in the way of their day to day life. Though as their due date approaches, they are definitely more mindful of their activities. No fist fights in the kehrite for sure.
•One of the most dangerous yautja females is a pregnant one. Their mood swings are very extreme, especially as the delivery date gets closer.
•When the time comes, yautja women give birth in a nest they've already had arranged, and are assisted by other females. Males aren't involved at all.
Children
•Females are the primary caretaker of children. Usually a group of them will all raise their offspring together in a community type deal.
•Males aren't involved in childrearing, and unless they are higher ranked yautja (who make more effort to have an impact on how their offspring develop) usually only active in their kids lives once they've reached their late teens, if not later than that.
•Females are very protective of their young, to the point of maiming/killing anything they perceive as a threat to their offspring. This includes the males of their species.
•Females handle the discipline of children. Anyone who disciplines their kids without express permission (even the father) is in for a world of hurt.
Misc
•While all yautja are able to breed after reaching the appropriate age, it's not as simple as that. While they're old enough to be considered, it's just that: considered. Usually the ones most involved in breeding are higher ranked warriors - ie, those who've already produced strong offspring and are therefore most sought after.
•Most clans view mating with anything other than their own as dishonorable. While half-bloods with other species are possible (if unlikely) they are usually viewed as abominations, and the ones who aren't killed and are allowed into the clan usually don't have a very good time of it.
•I feel like there's no way yautja don't know what BDSM is, even if they don't have a name for it. They're freaks, period. 💅
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craftylittlenerd · 1 year ago
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Snippet Sunday
Tagged by @westernlarch for another snippet Sunday, or more like snippet Monday as I got to spend the day with the family yesterday 😁 Tagging @kalliesa @luciferbecons @partofmycharm @misseffect  @serendipitys-teapot @hauntedjellyfishtraveler to participate if you are so inclined.
So I have a few projects in the works and I debated on weather I post a snippet from one of my fanfiction or from one of my original works. After some debate I figured I post a snippet from my oldest fic that I’ve been taking a break on as I’ve hit a bit of a road block with it. 
Working Title: New Life “So, you’ve been staying here with the Commander?” Castis asks outright; he was never a man to beat around the bush.“ Until she wakes up, I don’t...we’re in this together... I...”  Castis nods understandingly, “Towards the end of your mother's illness, I never left her side.”  His voice grows soft as he remembers Laurus, how Corpalis Syndrome robbed her of being able to do the simplest of tasks. The subtle shake of her hands, the smallest stutter or slurring of words in her otherwise eloquent speech, the weakness she felt in her body. It was too late before either of them realized that these were all early symptoms and not just signs of old age. The disease took its time, taking Laurus away from him slowly over two and a half years, the preventive medication barely doing anything but prolonging the inevitable. Robbing them of their golden years together.  Garrus remembered how his dad hovered over his mother every chance he got while he and Sol had to coax their dad into simple tasks like eating or sleeping. Now the tables were turned, and it was his father’s turn to do the same to his son. Castis could see the weariness on his son’s face, how his clothes fit loosely around his frame.  “I cannot fault you for wanting to do the same, but I will fault you for the smell. When was the last time you showered? Garrus felt like he was thirteen all over again with that question and the look, spirits his father knew how to make him feel like a child.  His father grined, knowing he’d gotten Garrus right where he wanted him. “Wash up; your sister will be a bit longer with the doctor. Then we can go grab a bite to eat.”  Garrus looks around, unsure of what to do or even if he could use the shower in Shepard’s hospital room. He didn’t have a clean change of clothes either, not having returned to the Normandy in the last few days. Miranda and Dr. Chakwas were always able to shoo him away when Shepard was heading into another surgery. Even primarch Victus was able to persuade Garrus out of the Commander's hospital room while one of the other crew members visited.  Usually, he returned to the Normandy to shower, if not quickly buff his plates before changing his clothes. Sometimes he was able to get some sleep; other times, Garrus had enough of an appetite to eat a small meal.  When someone couldn’t visit, or no surgery was needed, Garrus stayed by Shepard’s side no matter how much the staff grumbled. He didn’t want her to wake up alone thinking she was resurrected again; it was her biggest fear. Something Shepard had confided in Garrus early on if not Cerberus, then the Alliance, or worse, some other fringe group would try it again.  It made her uncomfortable in hospitals — even the med bay on her own ship made her skin crawl. Yet she pushed that down anytime any of her crew was injured, or doctors at Huerta needed supplies they wouldn’t otherwise be able to get in Reaper-controlled territory. It's why Garrus never left because he knew Shepard would never leave any of them. Even when Ashley was in the hospital and the two women were at odds, Shepard still looked out for her friend.  “I can’t; there’s no one...I don’t have...” Garrus stammers as his father tossed him a small travel tote.   “I made a call, was able to pull a favor and get you an overnight bag, and your pilot friend Joker said he’d be by momentarily.”   One of these days, Garrus told himself he’d stop being surprised by his father. Today wasn’t one of those days, and tomorrow wasn’t looking any better. Garrus looked at the bag he had just caught mid-air like it was some puzzle to be solved. Upon opening it, he found a change of clothing, some toiletries, a sanding stone and buffing brush, and a few other needed items.  “I’ll watch over her until you’re done washing up. She won’t be alone, son I promise.” Garrus nodded and went into the small bathroom with a mundane shower hoping to get enough hot water to drown the ache in his muscles.   Once Castis heard the bathroom door latch, he pulled a necklace out of his pocket. The slim golden chain of turian design had a simple locket holding an image of his beloved. “Laurus, what do I do? You were always better at these things than me.” Sighing, Castis sat in the all too familiar uncomfortable hospital chair, watching over the woman who captured his son’s intrigue. Castis wasn’t ready to call it love yet. He’d only heard Garrus’s side of things. Made the connections during those long conversations when Garrus first arrived back home. He even approved of the human commander; she was more turian than the two of them combined. Castis knew the feelings were mutual, Victus had told him as much when they talked that morning. There were rumors of a taboo hand-holding incident with a high-ranking Reaper Advisor and the famous Commander on Menae.  Though here she was frail and in a hospital bed — Commander Jane Shepard of the Normandy, first human Spectre, hero of the Citadel, conqueror of the Collectors, Savior of the Galaxy. Her image on the extranet and vids didn’t do Shepard justice, painting her as a larger-than-life figure for humanity to live up to.  Something Castis was sure even she couldn’t live up to. Maybe it would have been better if she had died in battle — to die for the cause, be the legend she had been built up to be. An honor for any family. What more could the Alliance ask for? Yet what kind of world would she be waking up to? What impossible pedestal would she be put upon? All of that didn’t matter to Castis, what mattered was his son, as selfish as that was — but he knew Garrus. No matter where Shepard went, he knew Garrus would follow.  “I’m not good at these things. Garrus's mother was the delegate and worked in the diplomatic corps back on Palaven. She turned down a council position after the kids were born, wanted to give them some form of stability. Something Citadel life doesn’t always allow. I know my work didn’t allow that even after joining C-Sec. Duty always came first. It’s the turian way, but Laurus could always find the balance.” 
Castis sighed again as he looked down at the locket in his hand. “You two would have gotten along. From what I’ve been told, you're a strong, confident woman, eloquently spoken, and have a wicked sense of humor — all things my Laurus was.”A hitch in Casti's voice. “If not for you, I have a feeling I would have buried a child and my wife. It’s a debt I can never repay, yet I owe you my thanks, Commander.  You brought my son back to our family. He was able to say goodbye to his mother,  but if you could just do one more impossible thing and wake up.”  Castis leaned over Shepard’s bed and placed the locket next to her head, pinning it to the pillow so it wouldn’t get lost.“Laurus, watch over our son’s mate. Help the commander find her way back to the world of the living. I’ll watch over our boy — make sure he keeps both feet on the ground.”  Garrus had exited the bathroom, washed and dressed in the items his father had brought him. The clothing hung looser than Castis liked, his brave child wasting to nothing. Still, he didn’t blame Garrus; he knew too well what it was like to wait in this hell. How it aged your soul and left you a shell of who you once were. 
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cuntasaurus-rex · 1 year ago
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A short story
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Me running to save my pookie
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How I feel when someone attacks my pookie
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Me successfully retrieving my pookie
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Me spending time with my pookie
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Me when someone tries to take pookie for themselves
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Me attacking the person who bullies my pookie
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Pookie is missing. Where are they?
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Me looking at the person who hurt pookie's feelings
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Me after killing myself when pookie doesn't respond
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ardurinn · 11 months ago
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AVP "The Final Rest"-PDF Novel Download
  I started this fanfic in January 2023, then I finished it in February and posted it on my blog and on AO3.   It's mostly in Mandarin (Taiwan) and then translated into English, which is the first time I've ever written a fanfic in English, and I've gotten a lot of writing help from @partofmycharm and her community, who's also an amazing author of predator fiction.   When I finally finished the English version, I needed either WORD or PDF to share the novel on AVPG, so I was lazy and delayed until today to finish the PDF conversion, and now I can share it with you!   The following is a brief introduction, you can skip it.
The basis of this fanfic is that Scar died in the movie and woke up in the background of the official fic, but he went through a process that was different from the official fic to reach a somewhat different ending.
It's all just a consolation I'm giving myself because of my reluctance to AVP. :'(
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partofmycharm · 1 year ago
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ask me questions
about me or my fics
or don’t (BOOGIE WOOGIE🕺🏼)
or share your deepest darkest secrets 🫶🏻
yahoo!!!!!!!!🤯🙋🏼‍♀️
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musclemummyautja · 1 year ago
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sideblog solely for drabbles/prompts, challenges, and extra content for my fics
main account: @partofmycharm
sagittarius, infp-t, writer, gamer, artist 🙇🏼‍♀️
bad blood, fitness enthusiast, student nurse 🥀
talk to me about biology, yautja, tlou, health, arts & crafts, or my fics and characters 👋🏻
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year ago
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Gristle and Bone
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tfgxUN0 by partofmycharm Ruth Moyer is an adjudicator for Carmine Falcone. A surprise turn of events catapults Ruth through an uncontrollable snowball effect that permanently alters the lives of not only her but everyone else around her. Words: 3713, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of "It's About Sending A Message." Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman (Movies - Nolan), Batman: Arkham (Video Games), Gotham (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Joker (DCU), Carmine Falcone, Bruce Wayne, Oswald Cobblepot, Dick Grayson Relationships: Joker/Original Character(s), Joker (DCU)/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Joker (DCU) Played by Heath Ledger, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Misogyny, Corruption, Political Campaigns, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Organized Crime, Crimes & Criminals, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Blood and Violence, Unhealthy Relationships, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tfgxUN0
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craftylittlenerd · 1 year ago
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Thanks for the tag @kalliesa
This is from my long fic which I haven’t given an offical title to yet:
Yet in her dreams Shepard was visited by an older turian woman who was eloquently spoken, and had a wicked sense of humor. She had the same eyes as Garrus and hummed songs that she heard him quietly sing when he thought Shepard wasn’t paying attention. 
Tagging @skadi-gemini @luciferbecons @partofmycharm @jl-kazz ​ @sparkandwhimsy ​
Last Sentence Tag War
Tagged by @ablatheringblatherskite. Thank you!
I think this is the last one I wrote, but it’s tricky because it was in a round of edits and I was writing a lot out of order. This is from my Inklings Challenge WIP, The Tiffany Problem, which will hopefully be done before next October.
Goodness knows I can’t repay the debt I owe you, as you probably saved my life—even though you ignored my instructions to do it, I’m not so bent on chiding you for it as I was earlier.”
No pressure tags for @musewrangler, @kraytwriter, @afaroffsong, @catkin-morgs, @brievel, @called-kept, and ha! Back to you @ablatheringblatherskite
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mvcourchene · 9 years ago
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#profanity #inappropriate #partofmycharm
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luckynightdinosaur · 1 year ago
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My discord:
Yautja biology by partofmycharm:
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craftylittlenerd · 1 year ago
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Tagged by @westernlarch for this game 🙏
The Rules:  give us the links to your wonderful words with the Most hits/Most kudos/Most comments/Most bookmarks /Most words/Least Words  
I'm still new to AO3 and most of my stuff is not Beta read so eh here we go 😆
Most hits/Most kudos/Most comments/Most bookmarks /Most words: Title: Blowing Off Steam  Fandom: Mass Effect Summary: Commander Jane Shepard and Garrus Vakarian finally test their reach and flexability. Set just before the attack on the collector base. Lots of sexy stuff and confessions. 
Least Words   Title: Darkness Fandom: Mass Effect Summary: I finall got a drabble at 100 words.
Tagging @iheartgarrus @luciferbecons @partofmycharm, @annwayne, and @kalliesa to participate of you like. Anyone else wanting join please feel free 😊
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year ago
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Gristle and Bone
by partofmycharm Ruth Moyer is an adjudicator for Carmine Falcone. A surprise turn of events catapults Ruth through an uncontrollable snowball effect that permanently alters the lives of not only her but everyone else around her. Words: 3713, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of "It's About Sending A Message." Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman (Movies - Nolan), Batman: Arkham (Video Games), Gotham (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Joker (DCU), Carmine Falcone, Bruce Wayne, Oswald Cobblepot, Dick Grayson Relationships: Joker/Original Character(s), Joker (DCU)/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Joker (DCU) Played by Heath Ledger, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Misogyny, Corruption, Political Campaigns, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Organized Crime, Crimes & Criminals, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Blood and Violence, Unhealthy Relationships, Other Additional Tags to Be Added via https://ift.tt/tfgxUN0
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craftylittlenerd · 1 year ago
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Heads Up 7 Up
Tagged by @westernlarch to share 7 sentences with 7 people!  Tagging: @luciferbecons @thefloatingstone @partofmycharm @annwayne @shretl @animaignea @jl-kazz
So this is part of a non-fiction piece I wrote for my English class over the semester that I may or may not continue with. It’s about my time in the military and about a militay wife I butted heads with.  Patch him and the boys up when they're hurt; that was an understatement. Victoria will never understand what seeing an injured Marine through a medics' eyes is like. How a torn ACL ruins the career of those barely beginning their journey—thinking their life is over cause they signed up to give their lives for their country and the corps. How illness ravages the bodies of strong abled bodied men and women, not caring how old they are or what they have accomplished. I remember a commanding officer who survived breast cancer not once but twice asking me if my breast were really worth my life? As I couldn’t, even as a medic, begin to imagine a life with a double mastectomy. Vanity is the pleasure of youth that slowly fades when confronted with the beauty and the hideousness of the human body and what it can do—how it can betray you.  
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