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[onyxsboxes]

First line analysis

Rules: post the first lines of up to 10 of your last fics/chapters posted on AO3 or your WIPs and try to draw some conclusions.

Thank you @alienoresimagines and @rambleonwaywardson for the tag (I'm very late at this 😅)

Okay, so here the last one i posted

Monoceros Buck lets himself be enveloped by the scent of the forest, the bark biting into his back and the pin-leaf beneath him. It's cold, wisps of smoke escaping delicately from his mouth and nose into the dark.

So tell me is there somewhere else that you wanna go? Bucky just finishes putting a bottle of water in his backpack when he hears the familiar sound of Buck's footsteps coming back into their shared room. Ah, he's just in time.

My love for you burns like a thousand suns Bucky lets out a hiss at Buck's touch, trying to escape the fingers running over his sensitive skin.

Mom Harding and her two sons Beth has been married to Neil for almost twenty years now. They married right after graduation, their love obvious from the start. And their love has only grown stronger with each passing year. More than love, they've come to share an understanding and respect for each other that makes her smile every time she thinks about it.

Dad Harding and his two sons Everyone in the unit has heard of Colonel Harding's sons. Two boys he and his wife adopted during the war. Two sons who needed a better family. The eldest, John, always full of joy and ready for adventure, and Gale, the youngest, more reserved and smart as a whip.

100th founds out (Meatball's chapter) Food Giver gives Meatball leash to a new human. Oh, so Food Giver has enough of Meatball. Food Giver has always said that if Meatball isn't good, he'll give him to the Nanoq (polar bear), whatever that means.

Let's take a walk in the woods Today has been a long, interminable day. The training was hard and difficult, the instructors never satisfied with their results. Normally, after a day like this one, he likes to hang out with the guys. He relaxes with a joke, makes a bet or two, drinks alcohol: a beer or a whisky, and lets the pressure off. Being surrounded by people always helps him to relax, to focus on something.

Wait, WHAT ? One of the 100th's most well-known secrets isn't what anyone might expect. Everyone on the base knows about it, but none of them openly discusses it.

Buck meets Gale (Bucky's chapter) Bucky is so excited. The boys landed just a few minutes ago. After all those weeks of waiting, his Buck is finally here, right next to him. After weeks, he can finally reach out and touch him. To feel the warm skin of his arms and not the cold of the empty leather seats.

Bucky meets Gale The first time Bucky met Gale was ... a hell of a day, to put it simply. He had just returned from his first flight into the war zone. He still doesn't know what happened up there. How to understand the chaos of the situation? The desperation, everyone trying to stay alive in these flying coffins.

I'll say I like to start in the middle of scenes or actions, quiet vaguely before stepping back a bit and explaining little by little what's going on. Or start with generalities/rumors and then either validate them or shake them up. I love misdirection and when something is not what it seems a bit to much 😅

If you want to do it, consider yourself tagged 😉

[realnoun]

i swearz on me mum one of deez days ill get tumblr compression down but i guess [ FULL VIEW ]!! instagram stickers for @/woudim and @/pepsstorm on twitter for their shop, WOUPS !!

[apocalyptic-byler]

WHEN EL DROPS THE BOMB THAT SHE HAS HER POWERS BACK THEN WHAT???? WHEN WILL DROPS THE BOMB THAT VECNA IS STILL ALIVE AND HE CAN STILL FEEL HIM THEN WHAT???? WHEN KAREN FINDS OUT ABOUT THE UPSIDE DOWN AND EVERYTHING ELSE THEN WHAT???? WHEN THE PARTY GETS A SIGN THAT MAX’S SOUL OR WHATEVER IS STILL PRESENT THEN WHAT????? WHEN MIKE FINDS OUT EDDIE IS DEAD AND THE TOWN BELIEVES HELLFIRE IS A CULT AND HE IS A TARGET THEN WHAT????? WHEN NANCY FINDS OUT ABOUT JONATHAN’S COLLEGE LETTER THEN WHAT???? WHEN MIKE FINDS OUT ABOUT THE PAINTING THEN WHAT???? WHEN WILL FINDS OUT THAT MIKE TRIED TO CALL HIM THEN WHAT????? WHEN VECNA STRIKES AGAIN THEN WHAT???? WHEN MONSTERS START DESTROYING HAWKINS THEN WHAT????? WHEN WILL REALIZES HE HAS POWERS THEN WHAT????? WHEN DUSTIN STARTS LOSING HIS USUAL HUMOR AND BECOMES MORE QUIET BECAUSE OF EDDIES DEATH/GRIEF THEN WHAT????? WHEN LUCAS FINDS OUT EL SAVED MAXS LIFE THEN WHAT????? WHEN MIKE FINDS OUT VECNA TARGETED NANCY THEN WHAT????? WHEN WHEN WHEN

[akatsukitrash]

It's the UZUMAKI CLAN'S JUTSU NOT MINATO'S UGH

[threepoint14art]

Trust in your local student council!!! The president and the vice president!

You can tell them anything and they'll pretend to care!

[gummy-worms-in-my-brain]

totally didn't type out happy birthday before this by mistake anyWAYS treat or trick!!

You get... trickmissingtexture !! Placeholder Text

[roitaminnah]

aheemheemwimper.... um. oh (falls over and starts crying)

[flashbic]

Cartouche a le don de se faire des amis, vraiment... Une petite illustration pour aller avec le dernier oneshot!

Avec des closeups sous le cut parce que lol

[opalins-scrumbled-blog]

New pinned post, ig

GREETINGS!

Name's Opalin, a colour-crazed man with some spicy neurons. I might start yapping about things and posting whatever I feel like, buut that's the charm of it! Now, you probably remember this blog as viera-may-in-emerdon, right? Well, I decided to change it up. Didn't feel like being a one-time advert for Project Emerdon anymore, buut don't tell Tim that!

Anyway, I have some grounds to establish.

1: No politics. This blog is light-hearted, and I couldn't care less about the people in power. If you care and think I should, then I will ask you politely to go elsewhere, and then block you if you ignore that.

2: This is not a blog of bigotry. If you come here disrespecting the neurospicy or the genders, I will simply take action without warning.

3: This blog operates in the GMT timezone, so even with my messed up sleep schedule, I may not respond for a few hours depending on the day.

Well, I'm yapping. More below.

There are 3 OCs in this blog.

The main one, Opalin, will generally appear with either white text or, in the case of a real life post, orange text. Can often be shortened to Ozzy if you wanna be silly.

Then there's Spammage, who I will best describe as Spamton, but friendly and female. She will often speak with purple text and is basically a chaos gremlin on this blog. She likes the nickname Spammy.

And lastly, th- I'll do this myself, THANKS. Glacia, not a pleasure to meet you. You'll probably see me enacting Opalin's blog rules, but you can ask me stuff. Dunno why he's treating this shit as a roleplay blog though. And if you want a short name for me, Ice.

Hiiiiii! I'm Glacia's new friend, Aoife! You'll probably see me commenting a LOT with Glacey! I'll be talking with PINK text! Oh, they all forgot to mention they have their own tags! I'm not bothering with that though!

[onyxsboxes]

Reading fanfic on a plane is fine and all until you have to meet back your coworkers eyes red and teary. 

How the hell i'm gonna explain that 😅

[realnoun]

silly thang ( woups shop mascot!)

[sticcies]

mmnh i love my autumnal pot of slop

[redfordf150]

google docs is awesome because it'll be like why the fuck did you write soup in this normal sentence about food or whatever then not correct some bullshit like "giving the low lighting"

[gummy-worms-in-my-brain]

exploding forever!?? this is so cool?!?? everyone should go trick or treat in this guy's inbox RIGHT NOW!!!! he has cobalt-60 rods if that's anything

Bug was sent to your door for trick or treating

For the second day in a row, a figure was standing before the old submarine-style bulkhead, and once again it announced itself with a knock, what would have been a loud, hollow clang muffled by a thick pair of dark brown gloves, resulting in a dull metallic clunk.

"Trick or treat!" a rough yet polite voice called out in an enthusiastic yet contained half-shout, as if trying to make up for the weak knock but not wanting to full-on yell.

This visitor, unlike the last person to knock on that door, was not looking around confused, nor was it unsure of how it got there. It had come to the old door willingly, its trick or treating intentional rather than being commited in some sort of hazy fugue state. Indeed, this person was much unlike the last, not only in behaviour but in appearance as well, not looking at all out of place in the dimly-lit concrete hallway clad in crumbling institutional tiles, foul green slime accumulating under leaking iron pipes that snaked up and down the walls like metal ivy.

In other words, the creature standing there looked like a freaky-ass mad scientist.

It stood with its heavy-gloved hands behind its back, legs straight and chest forward with a polite grin that would have been charming if its teeth didn't look like it routinely gargled with pesto. Its broad, stout frame was clad in some sort of boxy lab jacket which hung down to its knees, made from a thick material coloured in a dull, unpleasant off-yellow reminiscent of creamed corn or rotten old wallpaper glue. Splatters of snot green something-or-other clung to its scuffed surface, long since having dried into rubbery, crusted-on stains. The jackets black buttons were fastened up to the top, a large circular collar snugly obscuring the wearers entire neck. Its sleeves were tucked into the gloves, and baggy canvas pants of army green were tucked into a heavy pair of brown leather work boots. No skin was showing below the chin, and the thick, loose-fitting nature of the entire outfit made it hard to discern much about the body underneath, aside from it being of a short and stocky sort. Its stature communicated confidence, intelligence and poise.

The thing inhabiting the outfit, of course, was a complete fucking freak.

Olive green skin clashed against ginger hair, sitting dry and frizzy against the back of the neck in a shoulder-length side part and growing on the face in thick yet uneven patches. Acne pocked the orcish humanoid's face, red pimples clashing against the earthy green and copper. The eyes were obscured behind opaque black welding goggles that rested atop a large nose and were fastened with a grey strap. With a broad rounded jaw, short forehead and prominent canines, the being simultaneously looked like a mutant created in a lab and like he created mutants in a lab, and would have looked just as natural being the monster strapped to a metal platform as it would being the mad doctor who flipped the switch, bringing the monster to life.

This goblin-like creature, reeking of formaldehyde and burning rubber, stood patiently just outside the metal door, its eyes lighting up with excitement as the valve in the center began to turn. With a series of mechanical squeaks and the creak of metal hinges, the door slowly slid open, revealing a familiar freak with wild pink hair and skin the colour of a spent fuel pool. Fitting, since he was munching on a stick of enriched uranium like it was a cucumber, glowing crumbs of neon yellow clinging to his lips as his face lit up with the joy of seeing a friend.

"Eh, Bugbug! Happy Halloween!" the blue thing said, wiping dangerously radioactive flecks of pure cancer onto his shirt with his hands, it lifting to reveal a definitionless belly with a slight nuclear glow shining through it from the inside, murky shadows of anomalous organs briefly visible before a curtain of thick green fabric obscured it once more. "It's not often you come to my door looking for a tasty treat!" he joked with a slight chuckle, the entire inside of his mouth stained flourescent highlighter yellow. Bug was less than amused, but it held its tongue. It and he both knew that it just couldn't stay mad at the little scamp, no matter how often he broke into its lab to slurp radioactive waste from sealed nuclear barrels, chug unattended beakers of biohazardous ooze, or munch on Bug's secret stash of yellowcake briquettes. The guy had a good heart, it knew, and as often as Bug grabbed him by his shirt collar to scream obscenities in his face and threw test tubes at him, it knew he was just a silly little guy, a lovable goober particularly prone to the toxic munchies, and its furious reactions were all in good fun, a slapstick game of cat and mouse that they both enjoyed.

Or at least that's what the blue thing believed. It was possible that Bug felt different, but he wouldn't know. He'd just assumed Bug hadn't really meant any of it, and fully anticipated his little snack seshies.

Pinching its nose, Bug took a deep breath and regained its happy expression. It was trick or treating, and it was out here to have fun; no use thinking about all the locks it still had to replace. "Happy Halloween, Conky!" it said, its cheery grin truly genuine. "Ah, hold on, I've got just the thing for you!" Conky said, holding up one finger as he reached behind the door, set his fuel rod down on something, and grabbed something else, plopping it down in Bug's hand with an excited grin.

It was a single breakfast sausage, cooked but cold, with little bits of dirt stuck to it.

"Happy Halloween!" Conky said, before pulling his door shut and turning the valve from the inside, leaving Bug alone in the gloomy little concrete box that Conky called his front doorstep.

After staring at its small greasy "prize" for a few moments, Bug started back up the stairs.

[threepoint14art]

Loon drawing :D love her im killing her

Heavily inspider by the song "Bouquet Garni" by nilfruits! it's really good I reccomend checking it out :9

hey girl, ever have breakdowns and the only way you can somehow hold yourself back from going full insane is thinking back to all the shitty videogames you consume in the comfort of your own room? if so then you have something in common with her !1!1! hasashgihasg breakdown (videogame flavored)

I'll go a bit more in depth on him under the cut since I figured we changed quite a tad about her and I want to spread wisdom (our AU) to the world

So I'll start with design choices and then I'll move to his general character ヾ(≧▽≦*)o So:

The things coming out from his neck are antennae! they make her have really good hearing which SUCKS when you are overwhelmed (which she is, always) so rip!

His eyes have no pupil because arthropods and insects have them freaky eyes now <3

He has blue and red dyed hair to match the animatronics color scheme (thought the red is not very obvious here since he's tilting his head), though the white bits of his hair are not actually dyed! they are like that because he's a ladybug and they have those white spots on the sides of their little heads!

-His hands are segmented like that because of an arbitrary rule I made to make arthropods more recognizable amongst them bears and foxes and allat, since a arthropods are segmented I applied that to their articulations! fun fact, insects like Loon or Cami (We made her a mantis I'm sorry) have a division on their neck, while arthropods that are NOT insects, like Owynn, completely lack that! that's because insects are divided in 3 parts (head thorax and abdomen) arachnids are divided in 2 (thorax and abdomen) ((not exactly called that but semantics)).

-He has little ladybug earrings and actually he matches with Malva!(Usagi) ((we changed her name lol)) ((her last name is visco haha get it malva-visco))

-In general I made his hair darker, gave him a bit of acne amongst the freckles and made him more tan because we love melanin in this house

Now for,, character changes,,,

So first of all, he/she swag, bigender, Loon when masc and JJ when fem though it fluctuates too, good for her gettem. We obliterated that Malva crush, gone, exploded into pieces, and also she's ecuadorian now, gettem.

We turned that pathetic nervous shy thing of his into something way worse </3 She is still introverted and all that, but the main thing is that she does not like going outside! gamer goes outside challenge impossible, she does NOT like leaving his house shut-in guy who if outside for long enough has a breakdown, clings to Malva because they are best friends and she's like "safe" she's like a safe zone. Loon cannot function in social/public settings at all and just clings, which is also why a lot of people mistake him as "having a crush on her" even though they are a bajillion percent platonic

He's a bit of a cringefail loser and also a bit creepy lmao, always on her phone always trying to zone the hell out and think about a silly videogame, but also just nosy, hit antennae and insect stuff lets him 1) look wherever without people being able to tell, and 2) listen to stuff. So yeah, his ass sorta psychoanalyzes people and snoops through stuff to kinda distract herself from the horrors of being outside, which is why in this AU she's dating Owynn T-T sorta like the animatronic she isn't like actually out to get you, but instead acts like some sort of aid for the real enemy, which is Owynn, so yeah. Enabler and snoops through shit AKA has good info for Owynn's insane as shit ideas, insane of her but whatever.

Also given how in this Au we cranked the animal motifs to a thousand, being a little "bug" and then being next to like, a bear is terrifying to her, so besides being scared of just existing outside, she's also scared of people as a whole because little insect vs big animal, rip.

And i think that's most of it, if anyone read all of this and has any questions feel free to ask T-T sorry if the formatting SUCKS it's the first time I've tried putting something this long on tumblr <//3

[devilmeows]

nouvelle copypasta française vient de drop

[ID: un tweet de Boing Boing Woupla Woup qui dit "hier. des jeunes. ils préfèrent aller a la JAPAN🇯🇵 expo. plutot que fêter la fête nationale. notre si grand et beau pays. ils achètent. des yaois. oui vous m'avez bien entendu. des yaois. le 14 juillet la fête nationale de notre grande patrie. ce jour-là ils achètent du yaoi."]