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Share-It Sunday: Commas and Spacing and Style, Oh My!
Reblogged from Alex O’Connell.com Commas and Spacing and Style, Oh My! on Editorial and Authorial Choices copyediting, editing, proofreading, revision People have strong reactions to what seem like small details to others. Recently, a book project I was working on was nearly undone by a misunderstanding about commas. Commas. That little, tadpole-like punctuation mark that indicates a pause,…
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#mine#doctor who#dwedit#matt smith#david tennant#peter capaldi#alex kingston#jenna louise coleman#catherine tate#dw spoilers#ok i thought about waiting until saturday to make this#so that i could have a better quality one of fourteen and donna#but i couldn't do it!!!!!#the context for all of these kisses on the hand are so different i love it#but clara definitely got her fair share of them lol#also thought about including eleven and amy's forehead kisses but.... idk#anyways i'm very excited for saturday ahhhhh
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so what do we think fiddleford saw when he looked into the gremloblin's eyes? dude was so traumatised that stanford "oblivious to my assistant's emotional turmoil" pines took notice. it's what motivated him to INVENT THE MEMORY GUN IN THE FIRST PLACE. I'm honestly surprised i haven't seen more speculation about this
#what do we think is fiddleford's worst nightmare#I'll throw my hat in the ring and say it should be close to what actually happens to him. for maximum angst#maybe because he's away on work so often he's terrified of never seeing his family again. or his son forgetting who he is#and his response to that fear starts the chain of events destroys his family and changes him beyond recognition#because i love a good self-fulfilling prophecy#anyway please. share your ideas#tragedy enjoyers when a character's best efforts to escape their fate only leads them towards it#damn i just missed fiddleford friday#gravity falls#journal three#fiddleford mcgucket#ford pines#stanford pines#journal 3#da gremloblin#my favorite character#fiddleford...saturday?#:(#oh ig I'll tag#ford²#fiddauthor#cuz there's. potential there
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☀️❤️🎵 Kyle (i found you) by Fred again.. | 📸
#daniel ricciardo#autumn posts#bright gifs#just in case!! the sunlight is so pretty but idk maybe a strain!#ahhhhh#just love him vibing to music so much 💞#filing under things that are just new to me#v thankful for the playlists he's shared!! he should drop his last fm 🙏🙂↕️ last fm my beloved#potato gifs before some life stuff then chilling all day yayyy 💫🌇 happy Saturday y'all 🍁🍂☀️
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remembering that one q&a with maddie blaustien aka early meowth.. she has the most correct opinions ever actually
i'm sure this has been done before but au where meowth gets custody of togepi in s1 ep52
#maddie blaustien was a gift upon this earth#i say pikachu would also be a contender in wanting to keep togepi like just look at Pokemon Resort#hes got that “EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP THE BABYS SLEEPING” vibes#meowth eventually goes “yeah ok we can share” and the TRio get togepi on weekdays and the ash gang gets togepi on weekends#togepi is the resident TR baby in all future series and pikachu hates it (especially after the unova arc)#TRio still has to give togepi back every saturday to ash so he can give her to misty for the weekend#then they just “kidnap” togepi back on monday#pokemon#anipoke#team rocket#togepi#meowth#pikachu#they are exes to me#in the forever struggle of not knowing when to tag the ship#the tag is very barren fuck it im putting it in there#krazyshipping#veves ultra cool art
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Vacanze Romane playing in the background
Ankh: "I'm gonna get your ring back"
Cullen: "You better. That thing costed me a fortune"
#sketches#dragon age#inquisitor lavellan#ankh#cullen rutherford#cullavellan#primula#ndo sta l'art tag#she does have her wedding band on her necklace but the engagement ring is still attached to her left arm lol#solas give the fucking ring back it definitely didn't cost a fortune but it has sentimental value#I'm hinting at the location they are at before the following events << and I will make a post in the future but for now#have a few more wrinkles and idiots being still madly in love after years#(I don't think I'll ever finish this. I did it last Saturday to escape from stuff and it gave me The Happies so I'm sharing said Happies)#(added the blugreenish bg in 5 minutes earlier during a break and I'm happy I did lol)
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hey writerblr
Snippet Sunday? Is that anything? Post a snippet on a nice Sunday and maybe pick out a few - say, three or five - other snippets from others to comment something nice on? Could be cool and groovy? Oughhh you want to do this so bad
#Writerblr#snippet Sunday#could be cool! Could be nice!#This works specifically for me because my writing group is on a Sunday#Although this was my last one just now so. We’ll see.#But idk! I miss things like storyteller Saturday and figured. A new lil game? New thing? New event?#Also encourages Me Specifically to share my writing more aha?
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SLEEP TOKEN – MONTREAL 25.05.2024
#em: edit#decided to edit some pics i took last saturday!#this is how i cope with pcd#please credit if you share them anywhere#montreal#teeth of god#sleep token#vessel#iii#iv#ii
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Share-It Sunday: Dialogue Tags
Reblogged from Self-Publishing Advice If You Need Fancy Dialogue Tags, There’s Something Wrong with Your Writing Dialogue tags are always a controversial topic among writers. While some like to ring the changes with a wide vocabulary, Giacomo Giammatteo, indie author of over 70 self-published books, makes the case for keeping dialogue tags simple, and explains his reasoning. See if you…
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Just want to say that you’re genuinely one of my favourite artists. Would decorate my home framed images of your work and walk around looking at them like I was in a posh gallery with a fine wine.
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#thank you!#answered#anonymous#no for real I relate a lot#that's what I do at my place#I collect pretty and unique and inspiring objects and then just sort of walk around looking at them and feeling good about it#thinking how lucky I am to share my living space with them#I went to a small antique fair last saturday and bought a stack of old photos and postcards (mostly from late 1800's)#an anatomical school chart with dog skeleton on it (from first half of 1900's)#a pewter brooch (from early 40's)#an enamel mug (from late 60's or early 70's)#and a spoon carved from reindeer antler (from 1976)
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June 2024☀️💦✨️
#weekend off#me#my pics#sharing time#june#2024#summer#sunscreen#tanning foam#gradual tan#aloe vera#after sun#swimming pool#Saturday#skin care#body posititivity#body positive#latina#sfv#818#valley life
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✨ Silent Saturday Sunday Tag 🧞♂️✨
Thank you for tagging me here @lamuradex and here @willtheweaver ! 💖✨
Rules: Write something without any dialogue, inner dialogue aka thoughts is allowed but that's it, thoughts and actions, to keep the scene/snippet/whatever you wish 'silent'
I believe I have a strictly prose snippet in YWIMC I would like to share 💖✨
There were no ill intentions that Noah could tell, but again….by his own admission….he had trouble reading what others really wanted.
And what did he want? What would cause his fractured soul to glue back together again? If even his friends failed him, if even society failed him all those times that everyone took advantage of his weaknesses….Could anyone….anything help him at this point?
As always, this tag is +open and I am gently poking my tag list if they want to join as well! Have a great week, everybody! 💫✨
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actually no i can't be normal and stop thinking about this post and this post and hurting my own feelings because like
here's eddie diaz who's not very good at making friends he doesn't work with and who's so repressed even the pope thinks it's a tad bit much and he's meeting this older firefighter pilot who's so fucking cool and he's got so much in common with and he actually wants to be friends with him. and eddie's never had a friend he can actually talk sports and martial arts with, someone who actually understands the trauma of being in the army, and maybe tommy also comes from a family like his that's not without love and it wasn't exactly bad but his parents never truly understood him or supported him in anything. maybe tommy is also an older brother who had to take the mantle of "man of the house" because his dad was too detached from it, had to take too many responsibilities at an early age.
and eddie just connects with this dude in a way that he's never connected with anyone besides buck and even then, there's things buck can't never understand but tommy does. so he starts hanging out with this guy, starts texting him and talking with him basically anytime he's not on call or with his son
and one day he brings up this fight he's excited for and asks tommy if he'd want to watch it with him and tommy's like "actually, i've got a mate who got me two ringside tickets for it and i've been looking for someone to go with, you'd be interested?" and eddie is over the moon about it. he's nearly giggling and kicking his feet up as he calls carla to ask if she can look after chris overnight because he's going to fucking vegas with a friend. when he arrives at harbour to get on the chopper tommy is flying them to vegas in he's just a bit disappointed to see buck is there too but it's also great because buck is his best friend and he loves him and he's the only person who ever made eddie feel this way once upon a time (and he's trying so hard not to think too much about that) so it's great they're friends too but actually, no, buck's not coming and eddie feels only a little bit bad that he's relieved about it.
so they go to the fight and it's fucking great and tommy gets into it just as much as eddie is. after the fight they go out for drinks with tommy's promoter friend and they get a little drunk and in that drunken haze he lets himself think about the things he usually tries to keep at bay. he thinks about how cool and impressive tommy is but also about how fucking hot he is, he's 300lb of muscle and the strength he's got, how easily he'd manhandled eddie when they were practicing muay thai the other day, how when he looked on top of eddie when he pinned him to the floor and how eddie had wanted to taste the sweat on his muscles, lick the vein in his neck, get those hands that were holding him touching way below. but he gets a hold of himself and when they get to their hotel room with the two queen size beds he makes himself stop thinking about they way he wants to touch him everywhere, find out if he can make him make some of the noises from their sparring session in a different context. tries not to think about how his cock would feel on his hand, how tommy would look as he came.
so anyway, they get back to LA the next morning and eddie tries his best to pretend he never thought any of that and then the basketball game from hell happens and tommy tells him he's gonna talk to buck, try and make peace and eddie doesn't think twice about it, they're both his friends and they would get along well. when he sees them hanging out at the restaurant he pretends that what he feels at the pit of his stomach isn't jealousy, and later that week he only wonders a little bit if marisol being a nun before truly is the only reason why he can't have sex with her anymore, if the fact that sometimes when he sinks into her deep in his brain in a corner he never goes to he thinks about a different person, one with broader shoulders and strong pecs instead of breasts isn't part of it too.
and then he's in buck's kitchen and buck's telling him "it was a date" and when eddie asks "wait, tommy's gay?" it has nothing to do with buck and all to do with him knowing in an instant that if he'd known that back in vegas he might have risked it, might have followed his deepest desires and touch tommy like he wanted to. but now his best friend is talking about him with that doe eyed look in his eyes and eddie knows that means he really likes him and eddie does his best to push his own feelings aside because that's what he's good at and buck needs him to be supportive, that he's being vulnerable and confessing something scary to him and eddie wishes he could be like that, too, so he tells him to call tommy even though eddie wants him to do the opposite, wants to be the one tommy kissed in the kitchen and took on a date
he's not lying, exactly, when he tells buck he also likes tommy but not in that way, because whatever buck feels for tommy can't compare to what eddie's going through. he doesn't know if his desire outweighs the shame, doesn't know if he'd be able to be like buck and jump straight into it with blind hope, he knows he'd never be able to talk about it tho. not for a long while. and when he goes home that night and he's laying on his marisol-free bed staring at the ceiling he gives himself permission to be fucking angry that buck gets to have what he wants so bad, lets himself be a shitty friend and wish tommy maybe also wants eddie the way he wants him, want him more than he wants buck.
in the morning he'll feel guilty about it, in the morning he will be the supportive friend buck needs. but tonight he wallows in his jealousy and his anger and his shame and if he comes from jerking off a little too hard with tommy's name in his mouth no one has to fucking know about it.
#be normal about eddietommy challege! epic fail!#anyway!!!#911#eddietommy#buddietommy#it obviously all ends in a happy ending where it turns out buck is more than happy to share his boyfriend with his bestie and tommy's got#enough heart and stamina to love and fuck both of them#tv:911#ship:eddietommy#ship:buddietommy#//hayden#//fanfiction#bucktommy#i am planning on writing this i just feel wrong doing it at work and won't be free until saturday and i still have my other qpr buddietommy#fic i need to finish before i do this one :/
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#detective conan#meitantei conan#名探偵コナン#dcmk#detco#polls#detco posting#i've been curious and i just... i guess i just want to see ppl's thoughts#and hear what they think#i don't think many ppl will see this but anyways#only those movies made it in here after some consideration that i like overall#so anything not here: i liked certain details in those but the whole or almost the whole movie#(i have a strange relationship with movie 13 bc of 1-2 details but overall? still awesome good watching experience)#anyway: PLS SHARE THOUGHTS I AM CURIOUS#reference for myself: posted saturday 12 sharp
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"C'mon," Eddie said as he twisted the doorknob and grabbed Steve's hand.
The smell of rain hit Steve's nostrils when they stepped through the front door onto the porch to experience firsthand what they had been watching from behind the door. It was breezy and warm out due to the late spring storm rolling through their Indiana haunt, making the big metal wind chimes clang in low tones. The rain fell thick but with far more grace than Eddie did onto their glider, pulling Steve down with him and making him land awkwardly with an oof that Eddie definitely felt, judging by the wheeze he let out.
"How's your spleen?" Steve joked, shifting into a more comfortable position, his back against Eddie's chest, feet up on the footstool.
"A little banged up," he groaned out with a voice of somebody who had lived centuries, but that melted away when Eddie wrapped his arms around Steve's waist and held him close and spoke, grin evident, into the shell of his ear, "but I've got my favorite heating pad."
Steve's skin prickled to life and he smiled, eyes closed as Eddie rocked the glider into a slow motion. Thunder rolled lazily in the distance.
This was new. Not the two of them being together, but the two of them having this. A big porch. A glider. Those ridiculous wind chimes that Steve thought he'd never get used to but would now miss if they were gone. Their modest plot of land sprawled with more trees than lawn, but there was a big enough clearing to have a garden that they had taken full advantage of. There was privacy there. It was home, and Steve melted into Eddie's hold as they took in the steady, heavy patter of rain around them.
They stayed out there for a while and watched the way the rain bled down the tree trunks and saturated the soil. The leaves already looked more vibrant due to them soaking up the nitrogen the lightning provided, while the taller flowers sagged under the weight of the water trapped in their throats and coating their foliage. Despite the added weight, there was no denying how much better they looked already. It had been a couple of weeks since the last rain, and, honestly? Faucet water just wasn't the same.
"We needed this," Eddie muttered quietly into the crook of an all but dozing Steve's neck.
The only sign of life was his breathing and the lazy drag of his fingertips over the skin on Eddie's arm, still wrapped around his waist. Steve hummed in agreement, unable to resist adding on, "Alright, gramps."
He could feel Eddie's smile against his skin, could feel his teeth nip at what was probably a mole because Eddie was predictable and weak.
Which Steve couldn't say a thing about, because as Eddie's breath washed over and heated his skin, adding to their own humidity, Steve couldn't be paid to move.
And, god, that thunder. Every time it rumbled, Eddie's lips brushed against Steve's shoulder. Steve didn't even know if Eddie was aware he did it, and there was no way Steve was going to point it out and risk it stopping. The fear was totally unfounded (it's Eddie), but still he would keep it close, shelter it like a greedy dragon, because, like clockwork: thunder; feather light kiss. Or a nose rub. And sometimes, Eddie would sigh with contentment, too, chest rising and slowly falling, making Steve sink back into him. No troubles, no worries. Nothing but the rain, thunder, humidity, and mutual adoration.
Eddie was right. They needed this.
#you know they shared little petrichor kisses too#the only went in after their cat Dio started scraping his claws against the glass on the security door like a washboard#because how DARE they get outside smells without him#soft boys saturday with sneaky caturday in the tags#steddie#steddie fluff#steddie ficlet#it's raining here btw. me n who when
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Fuck it Friday
Tagged by @diazsdimples who posted a whole ass fic! Go and give it a read, it’s a fun one 😁
Have some more from when your heart releases, you won’t fall to pieces aka the Eddie breakdown fic. The writing beans aren’t beaning for this wip, even though I’d really like them to be. Still .. thought I’d share something I wrote for it a little ways back (this is just after the scene from canon where Eddie says he’s scared he’ll never feel normal again.)
“What if I can’t find normal again? What if this is my new normal, Buck?”
“I’ll still be here. I promised to have your back and I meant it. Nothing is going to scare me away from you.”
Away from loving you.
Eddie’s eyes widen slightly, his mouth going a bit slack as he stares at Buck in a way that looks an awful lot like awe. Buck’s starting to think maybe he said that last part out loud. It doesn’t matter though, because it’s true. Nothing he learns about Eddie will scare him away. Every bruised and scarred piece of Eddie that he’s ever been shown has been carefully gathered up and placed with the others, all held within the safety of Buck’s heart, their edges slotting in perfectly beside his own.
Buck clears his throat to break the moment, now is not the time for Buck to cut himself open and pour his love and devotion for Eddie out at his feet. Not when Eddie is so fragile and Buck has a girlfriend.
Girlfriend.
He has to keep reminding himself of that, which is probably not a good sign about the vitality of their relationship. But now is not the time to think about that either. Right now he needs to focus on Eddie and making sure he’s okay. Hopefully convince him to get some sleep, because he looks like shit. Buck thinks there may be bags under the bags under his eyes.
“Right. You’re going to shower and then you’re going to sleep. Everything else can wait until the morning, okay?”
“And you’ll be here? In the morning?” Eddie’s voice sounds so small. Buck’s heart cracks at the sound of it.
“I told you,” Buck reaches across the table and squeeze his hands, “m’not going anywhere.”
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#fic: when your heart release you won’t fall to pieces#daffi writes#Idk how I’m feeling about this snippet#but I didn’t know what else I could share cos I don’t wanna share all the really good stuff ya know?#buddie wip#buddie#we’ll see what my Saturday morning run brings tomorrow .. inspiration seems to strike during that
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