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cuntylestat · 5 months ago
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this is my cocomelon
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sfsucw · 2 years ago
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Winter Story Contest
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Winter Story Contest—for fiction and nonfiction. $5,000 in awards.
$5,000 Narrative Prize—for new and emerging poets and writers
Deadline - 31st March 2023
SUBMISSIONS of original, previously unpublished manuscripts of all lengths, ranging from short short stories to complete book-length works for serialization. Narrative regularly publishes fiction, poetry, and nonfiction, including stories, novels, novel excerpts, novellas, personal essays, humor, sketches, memoirs, literary biographies, commentary, reportage, interviews, and features of interest to readers who take pleasure in storytelling and imaginative prose.
https://www.narrativemagazine.com/submit-your-work
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rbf451 · 2 years ago
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mikkosi two ig stories 13.5.2023
‘You know what...you are the real winner’
Yes he is 😭
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smile-files · 1 month ago
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mommy let you use her ipad, you were barely two
and it did all the things we designed it to do
now look at you, look at you!
(objectober 2024 day 10: internet)
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#dandy's doodles#inanimate insanity#ii#ii steve cobs#ii mephone#ii spoilers#ii 16 spoilers#objectober#objectober 2024#okay i'll be honest. the final drawing barely fits the prompt#however! it was inspired by it#'internet' immediately made me think of 'welcome to the internet' by bo burnham#and my mind instantly jumped to 'and it did all the things we designed it to do'#and y'know... steve cobs designed mephone to be able to create things#and so in a way mephone is fulfilling his purpose by creating the contestants#he's fulfilling his purpose by doing what his dad did#and then that made me think of the garden of eden story#where god creates both adam and the tree of knowledge#he tells adam not to eat its fruit and yet adam inevitably does; thus adam gains free will#and one has to wonder if that was god's intention all along - for humans to have free will#whereby adam - through the apparent defiance of god - is able to become exactly what he was created for#and y'know... mephone making his show as a rebellion against cobs...#only for that very show to be a creation borne of his intended purpose#so yeah. my mind jumped from bo burnham to the biblical creation of man#anyway!! very very happy with how this turned out#my favorite part is the charger snakes. i'm so glad i came up with that idea#also cobs' arm! that turned out really well! i referenced my own hand for his!!#in any event... it turns out i really really like biblical imagery and symbolism huh#also yes i did stay up all night like a maniac drawing this. the idea came to me and i just had to see it through :D i'm glad i did
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lilianade-comics · 2 months ago
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My brain gaslit me into believing that Valerie got her outfit upgrade in D-Stabilized because she was the only remotely acceptable thing about that episode, so imagine my surprise upon watching Flirting With Disaster again and Technus, Lord of Drip and Shipping Gray Ghost, shoots her with the drip-upgrade beam and she (and everyone else standing around her) doesn't even question it.
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quietwingsinthesky · 5 months ago
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extremely funny how my mother is constantly trying to get me to enter into local writing contests. i write pornography online for freaks, ma’am. i’m not qualified to write adventure stories.
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violent138 · 3 months ago
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I love the idea that Bruce takes the Batfam on hikes outside of Gotham, and puts up with the arguing over who goes in what car, packs everyone's favourite snacks, will race with the other car if enough passengers in his egg him on. Bruce generally stays ridicuously quiet while the kids jabber enough to alert everything living in the woods near them but will weigh in once the kids debate who's strong enough to wrestle a bear, chime in on unsolved hiker cases, build fires, and carry anyone that gets tired, all while sneaking awful pictures of them.
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chanbig · 4 months ago
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more big kinnporsche memes! this time, with double the chanbig 💗
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marlynnofmany · 5 months ago
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Note for someone to turn into a story: one way to give the middle generation/s on a generation ship a purpose in life, aside from "raise the children whose children will eventually land on the colony world," could be as creators of art and story. Music too.
Just imagine: you have your whole life ahead of you with all the training and materials of this vast spaceship at your disposal, and all of society plans to revere the creative masterpieces you and your peers come up with.
No pressure.
But yes possibility.
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leafie-draws · 2 years ago
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touched up this old Cramorant art a bit because I still like it a lot lol
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see-arcane · 2 years ago
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DRACULA IS BACKULA BABEYYY
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rbf451 · 2 years ago
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gregorzalokar ig story 14.5.2023
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mj-iza-writer · 1 month ago
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Whumptober Day 3.
Set up for failure - Fingerprints - Wrongfully Arrested - "I warned you"
Whumper drug Whumpee through the halls to the interrogation room by a chain clipped to their identification collar.
"Stop fighting me", Whumper yelled in frustration, "I warned you already."
"Sorry... can't breath", Whumpee winced as they tried to catch up to Whumper's long strides.
Whumpee finally fell to the ground.
"Please sir, I ca-can't keep up with you", Whumpee gasped for air, "have mercy, I don't know what I did to make you mad, but please, have mercy."
"Get up", Whumper commanded, "it's what you didn't do."
Whumpee quickly stood, "sir, what didn't I do?", Whumpee almost pleaded, "wait, please."
"Shut up. You are not to say another word until we are in the interrogation room", Whumper yelled.
"Interrogation?", Whumpee gulped, "please no, anything but interrogation."
Whumper backhanded Whumpee, "what did I just say?"
Whumpee shook in fear as they followed Whumper into one of the rooms for interrogation.
"Sit over their and don't move", Whumper pointed.
Whumpee quickly obeyed. They watched Whumper leave. Chills ran down their spine as the door was locked.
"What.... what didn't I do?", they whispered, "I was", they thought, "I was obedient, my manners, everything", Whumpee looked around the room, "I-I don't want to be interrogated."
Interrogation meant Whumper was going to torture them until they confessed to what they had done to deserve this. Then they would receive their punishment for their crime.
The worst part was the wait.
Whumper would leave them in this room for hours as the torture was planned out. The anticipation was enough to drive someone mad.
Whumpee hugged their knees to their chest, "what did I do?"
"Sir, may I have a word", one of Whumper's guards interrupted.
Whumper sighed, "I guess."
Whumper glared at the bloody, beaten Whumpee as they walked past to speak to the guard.
"This will give you time to really think about what you did", Whumper spat, "I'll expect an answer when I return."
Whumpee kept their eyes to the ground. Their body shook as it tried to hold itself up.
'I don't know if I can keep up much longer', Whumpee thought to themself, "I don't know what I.... did."
Whumpee almost blacked out from the pain.
Whumper stepped outside with the guard.
"I'm busy, can't you tell. This better be important", Whumper frowned.
"Sir, you grabbed the wrong prisoner", the guard said apologetically, "we had Whumpee out in the hall to stretch their legs. A reward for good behavior. You grabbed them instead of grabbing Prisoner D from solitary confinement."
"You are just now figuring this out. I've been going for almost two hours on them", Whumper screamed, "no wonder they have no idea what I'm talking about."
Whumper frowned, "get me the correct prisoner, and tell Medic what happened. They're going to need medical attention after this."
"Yes sir I apologize", the guard quickly ran to follow the orders.
Whumper groaned as they opened the door to the interrogation room.
Whumpee looked up weakly.
"Please, I can't take anymore. Please tell me what I did so I can learn. Please have mercy on me, I can't...", Whumpee felt their body slump into the restraints. They cried out at this added pressure to their sore muscles.
Whumper quickly lifted them up and undid the restraints.
They cradled Whumpee in their arms and lowered themself to the floor.
"Whumpee, there has been a big mistake made, and I am so sorry it was not found out until just now. You were grabbed by mistake, someone else was supposed to be here, not you", Whumper gently stroked Whumpee's head.
Whumpee shook in fear but had no strength left to try to fight out of Whumper's hands.
"I'm going.... going to pass o-", Whumpee's body went limp.
Whumper sighed as they got up to carry Whumpee to the medical wing.
Whumpee weakly squinted at the soft light that was suddenly turned on.
"Hmmmp, what's happening?", Whumpee whispered.
"Oh good, we were beginning to wonder if you'd wake up", someone said in a happy voice, "Whumper did quite a number on you."
Whumpee weakly looked around, "where am I?"
"You are in Whumper's living quarters", someone now stood by where Whumpee lay, "after you left Medic, Whumper wanted to make sure you were in good hands still, so he brought you up here. He asked me to take care of you. Would you like some water, you've been unconscious for a few days."
Whumpee nodded weakly, "how long... have I been unconscious."
"A few days", she repeated and helped Whumpee sit up.
Whumpee gasped in pain until the person had pillows propping them up just right."
"My name is MarMar", the person smiled as she helped Whumpee drink from a cup, "I can imagine your hungry as well. Whumper said anything you want, you get. He feels awful for what happened."
Whumpee looked down, "I am a little hungry, but I don't want to be a bother."
"You're not a bother at all, I'll be back with some food", MarMar set the cup down and left the room.
Whumpee weakly reached for the cup. A pain went through their arm, causing the cup to slip from their fingers just as the door opened.
Whumper stepped in and eyed the small bit of water now on the floor.
Whumpee panicked, "no no no, please sir forgive me", they started to climb out of the bed to clean it. "I'm so sorry."
"No please don't get out of bed, it's okay", Whumper stepped closer to them, "just some water, no big deal."
Whumpee couldn't hide how visibly shaken they were to be in Whumper's presence.
"MarMar said you just woke up, I just came in to check on you", Whumper sat down beside the bed, "are you feeling okay?"
"It-it hurts sir, everything hurts", Whumpee whispered, "but I'll be okay."
"I feel terrible that this happened to you, I honestly didn't even know who you were. You never seem to cause any issues. Your name has never come across my desk. The person who I was supposed to take to interrogation is a new face here, so it was a bit of a mixup and lack of communication. Though that is not a good excuse at all for what happened", Whumper watched Whumpee's breathing hitch, "I would like to make it up to you, I'm not sure how yet."
Whumpee listened, "please, you don't have to worry about it", Whumpee winced as more pain went through their arm, "it was an honest mistake."
Whumper watched Whumpee rub their arm.
"I think it's only fair. I ended up looking for your file after this incident. You haven't had to receive any correctional beatings or anything. We couldn't even find your record though. I have no idea what you are in for", Whumper sighed, "they think it was destroyed accidentally. We are looking into it."
"Prisoner of war", Whumpee whispered.
Whumper's heart skipped, "I-I'm not supposed to have any POWS in my prison... they were all released, and records des...troyed."
"Yes sir, I was overlooked", Whumpee winced.
"Why didn't you say anything?", Whumper stood, "everyone from your group was freed a while ago."
"I was going to, then I heard my country was destroyed... I didn't know what to do.... where to go", Whumpee looked down, "my family died with my country. What would you have done?"
Whumper frowned, "I need to think about what to do with you. You can't remain a prisoner", Whumper frowned, "that's not fair to you, but I don't think they are doing the processing anymore to help you settle into this country."
Whumpee frowned, "I'm sorry... I'm afraid I've caused more trouble then what I'm worth."
"It's not your fault that you were overlooked. I just wish you had said something a little sooner. I can't just throw you in the street either", Whumper thought out loud, "you won't be able to fend for yourself, and you're not technically a legal citizen. "
"I'm sorry", Whumpee tried to hide a tear.
"No need to cry", Whumper reached for a napkin, "I'll figure it out. MarMar should be coming back with a meal for you shortly."
Just then MarMar brought in the food tray.
"I'll be back to check on you", Whumper started to leave.
"I'm sorry sir", Whumpee watched them.
"It's okay, just get some rest. You are very injured", Whumper made a slight grin, "I'm sorry about that."
MarMar entered Whumper's office.
"What do you want Mar?", Whumper didn't bother looking up.
"Whumpee told me what happened. Why don't you let them live up here in your quarters. You have plenty of rooms. I could use some help cleaning it even", Mar stood in front of the desk, "you did that for me."
"You were a different case. You did something wrong, and you were brought here. They didn't realize you were female or didn't care at least, and I run a male prison. They refused to come and get you. That's why you serve your imprisonment up here", Whumper sat back in his chair, "Whumpee was supposed to be free a year or so ago. They didn't do anything wrong. They just happened to be on the enemy side during the war. Government allowed those prisoners freedom with assistance because their country was destroyed. Just as I feared, that program is no longer available."
"If I may be so bold... that was the first mistake your prison has made in Whumpee's case. Now look at them", MarMar prodded, "you left them unconscious for several days after that. You owe them something. They aren't supposed to be here, but neither was I, and you figured that out."
"You know I'm not above putting you in solitary for being outspoken", Whumper grumbled.
"Who would keep you company then?", MarMar grinned.
"I'll buy a puppy", Whumper replied with a grin.
MarMar talked with Whumpee for a while before Whumper came in.
"Excuse me, I have a few things to take care of before bed", MarMar got up.
"Whumpee I think I figured out what to do with you", Whumper sat down, "Mar gave me the idea... how would you feel about living here in my living quarters. You wouldn't have to do service work like Mar does, but you could help out if you like. I can't leave you as a prisoner, and I can't let you leave. Both would be illegal."
Whumpee looked at Whumper in shock.
"I know you said your family was probably no longer around. We could work at getting you legally in this country and if you wanted to leave after that, you can. I need to make up for what I did to you and also that my prison overlooked you."
"I'd be bothering you though, and MarMar", Whumpee looked at their arm and rubbed it.
"What is going on with your arm?", Whumper watched them rub it, "thats the second time you've rubbed it in my presence."
"I keep having sharp pains go through it", Whumpee whispered.
"I'll let the doctor know, they'll check on you in the morning. If it gets really bad during the night let someone know", Whumper stood up, "the Medic is gone for tonight, but I can pull a few strings if you need to be seen. Think about my offer."
Whumpee nodded.
The next morning Whumpee woke up when they heard a door slam.
Mar came into the room with a grin.
"Is Whumper angry?", Whumpee made a concerned look, "that door being slammed startled me."
"It was Whumper, he slams it as he goes into the prison. He says it spooks the guards", MarMar giggled.
"Oh, I see", Whumpee nodded.
"I'm working on your breakfast right now", MarMar knelt by the bed, "did you think about Whumper's offer?"
"A little, I feel like I'll be in the way up here, but I don't think I have other options", Whumpee watched MarMar for a bit.
"You won't be in the way", MarMar comforted, "it's really nice up here. Oh, the medic will be up to check on you after breakfast. I hope your arm is okay."
Whumper came in and sat next to Whumpee.
They eyed Whumpee's arm, which was lifted in a sling and wrapped in a cast.
Whumpee looked at it then at Whumper.
"I broke it", Whumpee whispered.
"No I broke it", Whumper sighed, "I am so sorry."
"It's okay", Whumpee smiled weakly.
Whumper leaned back in the seat, "no it really isn't. I don't normally go that far with anyone, I have no idea why I got so mad. It keeps rolling over in my head, and I can't even explain why I did this. I don't even know how to make it up to you. Everything was messed up for you."
"Just unlucky, I've always been unlucky", Whumpee tried to laugh, but winced when a sharp pain went through their abdomen, "oww."
Whumper watched them, "I am so sorry Whumpee, uhm, have you thought about my invitation to stay here. We can set up a better bedroom for you. You can heal, and we can work on getting you to be recognized as a citizen. Plus work on some other things that you may need."
"Yes, I thought about it. MarMar also helped me. If you are okay with it, and I promise not to be a bother. I can stay with you", Whumpee looked for any movements in Whumper that showed they were dissatisfied with that answer.
"That's great", Whumper only smiled, "I was a little nervous about your choice. I promise everything will be alright. We'll get you to feeling better."
"Th-thankyou", Whumpee looked at them flabbergasted at how Whumper's personality was completely different from the other day.
"You're welcome, alright, MarMar and I will get your bedroom ready. You'll be so comfortable", Whumper hurried to get up and to the door.
"Mar you owe me $5, they said yes", Whumper yelled as they left the room.
"Dang", MarMar called back with sarcasm in their voice, "wait I helped talk them into it."
Whumpee listened to the two of them go back and forth.
"What just happened, and who is that?", Whumpee questioned in a whisper.
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cactusnymph · 1 year ago
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i have decided that gale reads to the group before bed in camp. it starts with only tav and karlach and then wyll and halsin, because everyone else is too cool and aloof but shadowheart eventually gets curious "just because it's a story about shar, of course" and then astarion starts bitching about feeling left out and bored so he joins and lae'zel is the last one who, after prowling around the group in circles "in case of danger approaching while all of you are being ridiculous", finally settles down next to shadowheart with a grumpy 'tchk'
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1wren · 8 months ago
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Grist's climate fiction contest - Imagine 2200: Climate Fiction for Future Ancestors is now open!
Submission deadline: June 24th, 2024 11:59 U.S. Pacific Time (UTC-7)
Submission Length: 2,500 - 5,000 words
Submission language: English
Author(s) must be 18 or older
International submissions accepted
Stories may be co-authored
Story must not be published
Story must not have received a prize or recognition in another contest
Prizes:
1st place — $3,000 2nd place — $2,000 3rd place — $1,000 4th - 12th places — $300
Oregon State University’s Spring Creek Project will also offer the winning writer (or a runner-up, in the case the winner cannot accept) the opportunity to participate in its Environmental Writing Fellowship and Residency, including a writing residency at the Cabin at Shotpouch Creek. The Fellow will receive a $3,000 honorarium from Spring Creek Project.
Full rules and submission form
@solarpunkani @alpaca-clouds
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eluriart · 1 year ago
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Flirting Contest
Start - Previous - [END]
Killer belongs to rahafwabas
Cross belongs to jakei
Ccino belongs to black-nyanko
Author ramble note under the cut:
I first wanna thank you all for your support. It was a long project for me but all your reblogs, taggs and comments helped me finish it (i need to learn how to answer comments gbjjfgk!!!) It made me so happy to know that people liked this silly comic.
I learned a lot. Like… A lot. And my artstyle changed quite a bit which was a challenge because i kept trying to not change the artstyle too much during the final steps (the final part is a good exemple huh). I hope it did not bother you too much. I also hope you could easily read the text (terrible english and terrible handwriting but i’m trying).
Anyway… More comics are planned. I hope to improve more and share even better one’s with you all!
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