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obiscribbles · 10 months ago
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Week 50 - March 10th, 2024 'Hold On Loosely' - 38 Special Spotify / YouTube
If you recognize this one then you aren’t crazy, because this is pulled from a photo shoot of Ewan McGregor where he was absolutely young and without a care. Perfect padawan Obi-Wan material.
Enjoy!
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sipofsnips · 11 days ago
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Week 50 and 51 sips!
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You can reblog this post and do em all now, save 'em and find 'em as you have the energy/time, or just use it as a heads up for what's comin'.
Up to you!
All I ask is that you use the #sipofsnips tag so people can find each other's snips and get excited about writing.
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Welcome to a very special edition of Sip of Snips!
Wherein we have two weeks in a row of words posted at once. You are encouraged to use these words as prompts to write something new, no matter what it is. Poetry, flash fiction, a drabble, whatever you wish to do to answer the holiday poets.
Mari Lwyd has come seeking spirits for the holidays, and to warm herself by your hearth--she's willing to sing for the privilege.
She's said her starting line already. Now it's your turn.
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Below the cut you will find the 'Cân y Fari Lwyd', or 'The Mari Lwyd Song', in case you wish to know it. Though only the outside part. You can deal with her on your own once she's inside.
Cân y Fari Lwyd
(Oddi allan) Wel dyma ni'n dwad Gyfeillion diniwad I ofyn am gennad i ganu.
Os na chawn ni gennad, Cewch glywed ar ganiad Beth fydd ein dymuniad - nos heno.
Agorwch y dryse, Mae'r rhew wrth ein sodle, Mae'r rhew wrth ein sodle - nos heno.
Os oes gennych atebion, Wel, dewch a nhw'n union I ateb prydyddion y gwylie.
(Ateb oddi mewn) O, cerwch ar gered, Mae'ch ffordd yn agored, Mae'r ffordd yn agored - nos heno.
(Oddi allan) Nid ewn ni ar gered Heb dorri ein syched, Heb dorri ein syched - nos heno.
(Oddi mewn) Mae ffynnon yn tarddu Ym mhistyll y Beili, Trwy ffafwr cewch lymed i brofi.
(Oddi allan) Nid yfwn o'r ffynnon I oeri ein calon I fagu clefydon - y gwylie.
(Oddi mewn) Rhowch glywad, wyr doethion, Pa faint y'ch o ddynion A beth yn wych union, (x3) yw'ch enwau.
(Oddi allan) Rhyw bump o wyr hawddgar, Rhai gorau y ddaear Yn canu mewn gwir air (x3) am gwrw.
(Oddi mewn) Os llymaid bach melys A geisiwch dros wefus Dewch atom yn hwylus (x3) i'r aelwyd.
The Mari Lwyd song
(From outside) Well, here we come Innocent friends To ask may we have leave to sing.
If we don’t have leave, You can listen to the song that tells of our leaving - tonight.
Open the doors, There’s ice under our heels, There’s ice under our heels - tonight.
If you have answers, Well, bring them exactly To answer the holidays poets.
(Answer from inside) Oh, go walk, Your way is open, Your way is open - tonight.
(From outside) We won’t walk away Without breaking our thirst, Without breaking our thirst - tonight.
(From inside) The fountain originates In the Bailey’s spring, As a favour have a drink to taste.
(From outside) We won’t drink from a fountain To colden our hearts To breed fever - [of] the holiday.
(From inside) Listen, wise men, What size is your party (of men) And what exactly is great, (x3) are your names.
(From outside) Some five pleasant men, Some of the best on Earth Singing true words (x3) for beer.
(From inside) If there’s a small sweet swig [of beer] That you can try on your lips Come to us in good spirits (x3) to the hearth.
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happywebdesign · 1 year ago
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Amy Currell
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gallawitchxx · 2 years ago
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🖤 barber!mickey & (not so) shaggy!ian 🖤
here's the 51st installment for this week's @galladrabbles prompt: "eins sein" by wilhelmine, specifically the lyrics: i want to be so close to you / i want to kiss you more / you're driving me crazy by our sweet mods, @energievie & @look-i-love-u
catch up/read in full HERE -- updates weekly! [ read scenes one & two in their entirety ON AO3 ]
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They eat, unable to take their eyes off of each other for more than a moment. They throw jokes back and forth, barbs that nip, but don’t sting. Eyebrows dance. Lips quirk. Grins match. All wordlessly confessing, I want to be so close to you. I want to kiss you more.
“These are the best fucking tacos,” Ian praises, sauce dripping from his chin.
“Don’t tell anyone,” Mickey says, tossing him a napkin. “Can’t be waitin’ in line all day.”
“C’mon, you’ve clearly got an in.”
He shrugs. “What can I say? I’m lovable.”
It’s enough to drive Ian crazy.
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exotoxoxo · 1 year ago
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Even when I'm looking at you, I want to see you - To You, Seventeen
@userdramas Secret Santa 2023
Happy holidays @sivvan!!! I hope you have a fantastic holiday and a great new year! I wanted to combine your favorite drama with a SVT lyric! I didn't plan on it being DK's verse but love how that worked out. I hope you like this!
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choicesflashfics · 1 year ago
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Week 51 Prompts:
“There isn’t anything that I wouldn’t do for you.”
“Please tell me that at least a part of it was real.”
“I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you!”
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Turning the Page Chapter 3: Regrets - @tessa-liam (The Royal Romance; Liam x F!MC)
Midnights Like This Part 10: Harder to Hide Than I Thought - @queenrileyrose (The Royal Romance; Leo x F!OC / Liam x F!MC)
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zencurious · 5 days ago
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frees my soul —
The thought starts in the top of my head by the back right side
Then travels down my throat to my heart and back to mind, metamorphosed.
The numbers dance a frenzied rumba in my head
ultimately wanting to add up to love and freedom.
The thought starts in the top of my head more toward the back
It travels down my throat to my heart, back and forth
Though I hate the complaint of unburdening my soul
I’m relieved by the validation the process provides.
I feel that restlessness,
when the will refuses to quit
and the manic drive monetarily match my desperation, my eagerness.
I no longer want a different skin, a different life
I’ve grown attached to these ones
protecting them, nurturing them
as best I can
the feeling frees my soul.
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Day 21. December Series
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52drabbles · 10 days ago
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Week 51
One last song prompt for the year - Chuck Berry's 'School Days'.
Happy Drabbling!
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lilidawnonthemoon · 4 months ago
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mtk4fun · 5 days ago
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I wrote 165 words @mega-aulover. I'm not much in the writing mood, like you it's mostly Christmas prep.
Week 51 2024
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Happy Nearly Christmas.
It's been a whirwhind of Christmas shopping and wrapping paper, oh so much wrapping paper!
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We only have 3 days left until Christmas and a week until the new year. How did you guys do?
(ps get your calculators out next week I'm going to post all that I've done)
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annabelle--cane · 1 year ago
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I like the subtle world building implications in the differences between the usher foundation and the magnus institute. if the usher foundation and the magnus institute were meant to be direct parallels to each other, then the usher foundation would have been established in like the 1870s in boston or nyc, but no, it's in dc and was founded no earlier that 1955, and that gives me less "old respectable academia" vibes and more "insane reagan era project comissioned to weaponize the supernatural in the cold war that didn't work but was never officially shut down."
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obiscribbles · 9 months ago
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Week 51 - March 17th, 2024 'Tequila' - The Champs Spotify / YouTube
“Well, our mothers tried to put us in public soccer, but apparently that was too much of a contact sport-“ “That- Anakin, he elbowed you hard enough to make your nose bleed-“ “And you gave him a concussion and sprained wrist, Obi-Wan. So am I wrong?” “Well I- y-you-.” “So, my point made, we were just better for baseball. Obi-Wan even made himself a jersey, wrote a number and his name with marker on the back-“ “Anakin-“ “Hand stitched a dojo patch Sensei Qui-Gon gave him on the side and everything like they sponsored him-“ “Anakin!” “But we couldn’t really afford to be on the baseball teams, so those ratty fields were where we played.” “Hm, we always came home a mess.” “No, you came home a mess, and I came home grinning behind you. Do you still have that shirt?” “Oh, I… wouldn’t know where to even start looking for it.”
Short pieces from the Light Through Liquor AU, which I have spent a lot more time thinking about after watching the Sandlot recently hehe.
Enjoy!
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wispexists · 26 days ago
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Hate these freaks
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happywebdesign · 1 year ago
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Austin Rowan Grove
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aakipple · 1 year ago
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rewatched episode 5 of the radio drama
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carolrain · 1 year ago
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an invitation to say yes to
Hi, so NaNoWriMo starts in a week, and maybe you’re thinking about doing it? (Or maybe you’re not, but keep reading.) I thought it was a good time to share this thread by Linda Holmes. She wrote it on Twitter on October 31, 2022. I read it a year ago and have thought about it often since.
She starts by saying that sometimes NaNoWriMo (or just using the occasion of NaNoWriMo to do your own thing) is useful because some of us have to psych ourselves into writing. She says, “If you have to bet yourself, trick yourself, bribe yourself, that is fine. Especially at first.” Then:
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I just really like the framing she’s giving us—to think about invitations to write, and to think about saying yes.
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