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lairn · 2 months
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Writing Patterns (Tag Game)
Rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern!
Thanks for the tag, @tragediegh! I only have 7 works, but thought this would still be fun to check out. It seems I either write really short first sentences or they're about winter, haha.
I don't know who to tag. @whatevsbla @aerialsquid or anyone else who would enjoy it!
Violence raged aboard the Paragon.
It was a warm spring morning.
My brother is gone.
Reader, call me Fitz.
Winter was only just fading into spring and the morning was so cold, Peladine was sure it would kill her.
“He’s late, and I’m cold. I wish we could wait inside.” 
Withywoods could be a difficult and lonely place for a tiny, unusual child, and in my seventh year I found Winterfest was no exception.
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the-kipsabian · 2 months
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hey. immortal fears
on the sideblog
on ao3
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analyzingadventure · 7 months
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You know I actually never realized this before-- so you remember how tri. retconned Original Chosen fighting and defeating Apocalymon into them fighting the Dark Masters instead? (To be fair it is possible they could've ALSO fought Apocalymon afterwards but that isn't the Epic Final Showdown tri. decided to depict so it's borderline a retcon)
If the Original 5 Chosen fought and defeated the Dark Masters once in the distant past, doesn't that mean that
A) They survived and hid for just a few thousand years until they came back for a Round 2 at conquering the world
B) They died, were reborn, and THEN went for the Round 2
You know I've just DYING with curiosity, desperately wanting to know if any of the villians in Adventure would ever be reborn after Adventure, right. Because according to the lore they should, right (unless their data was like somehow absorbed by Apocalymon and destroyed along with him (though that would still leave Piemon as an exception (and Vamdemon but we all know what happened to him) and the sole survivor))
And what tri. has essentially done is confirm that most of them should, in fact, be reborn sooner or later
But that just raises the question of if Apocalymon was lowkey driving the Dark Masters nuts (as suggested by the novels), and if tri. was kind of about destroying the last remnants of Apocalymon's data (within Meicoomon), if they were reborn this time would they be free of Apocalymon's influence
If so, would their third (?) lives then turn out different? Would they still try to take over the world all over again for funsies (this time just without Apocalymon giving them power etc), or were they just the same as Ken was in Zero Two? I mean Apocalymon was supposed to be a spawn of Milleniummon and Ken was infected with Mille's malice directly, so while it may have been a bit filtered it was still the same source of malice and corruption, right
And like regardless of how their next lives would turn out, shouldn't the kids (OR AT THE VERY FUCKING LEAST GENNAI) like realize that this is going to happen eventually and like. Go and see if they can find them (either as their pre-Ultimate forms or even when they're still in their Eggs) and try to figure out what to do BEFORE shit hits the fan
I JUST
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#Sorry I'm rewatching the second half of Adventure while working (it improves my focus actually) and#Oh the brainworms are real#Text post#I'm sorry I'm just thinking about Pinocchimon. My sweet poor murder child just needed friends 😭#But even if he was reborn without the craving for blood- who would be friends with him. After all he did in his past life#Who would want to be friends with him. Who would forgive him#IS HE GONNA BE DOOMED TO BE ALONE FOREVER. I'M 😭😭😭#Meanwhile for all we know Piemon is still stuck in that other dimension 10 years later lmao#Depending on if tri.'s reboot ever affected him at all or not because god fucking knows we'll never find out#(Or if he even COULD be affected by the reboot to begin with. God knows Wizarmon seemed to be fucking IMMUNE to it)#(Even though it was supposed to reset EVERYBODY)#But also that could have horrifying implications too if Piemon was just left to cook overnight with a part of Apocalymon#Like Apocalymon is just a collection of grudge and hate from Digimon who've gone extinct right#What's stopping that part of Apocalymon from just restarting the collection of hatred and grudge all over again#This time using Piemon as a vessel to just contain it#Like Apocalymon came from beyond the Wall of Fire to begin with so it's not like dimensional barriers should stop him either#I mean the good news is that there probably haven't been that many Digimon species that've gone extinct after Adventure#But still kids. Y'all might have a timebomb on your hands#Edited to remove some of excessive cursing lmao. I was feeling very intense when writing this sorry lmao
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quinn-pop · 3 months
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aishite aishite aishite is a very magolor song that’s the post have a nice day :)
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smimon · 6 months
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Don't talk to me today guys, there is only one thing I can think about and it's that damn hug from Häärijä
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player1064 · 3 months
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WIP ask, AU Gary as United manager please and thank you for your service :D <3 <3 <3
(WIP game)
YESSS okay so in this AU gary didn't get fired at Valencia like he doesn't do AMAZING there but he doesn't flop quite as hard as he actually did.
Here's the first section of the fic where it's sorta setting things up:
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finxwrites · 11 months
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Eleven hadn’t known people had so much blood in them. She was used to bleeding, of course, but usually just from the nose, when she did things for Papa. Sometimes she bit through her lip, and once or twice her tongue, so she knew that blood welled up when you were cut; and when she was younger, she’d sometimes beat her fists against the walls of the dark room until her skin broke, so she knew that blood seeped out sometimes if your skin was broken. But she didn’t know people had so much blood in them that it could spray against the wall and paint it red, and still have blood left over to form a bright, spreading pool on the floor around them when they fell. 
She wasn’t used to death. She’d seen it before, even caused it before, but that didn’t make it any less awful to see life leave a body, to see a person become a limp, empty thing. The blood made it more awful still. And the tearing. She hadn’t known you could tear people. People weren’t paper. You shouldn’t be able to tear them apart.
But the monster clawed deep gouges in the scientists and orderlies, and they turned red where its claws dug in. The monster bit into them with its huge, white fangs, and it pulled pieces out of them, and its black face turned red. The monster dropped their lifeless bodies to the floor full of holes, or missing pieces—an arm, a hand, so much of the neck that the head flopped to one side and its own weight nearly pulled it free—and everything was red.
It happened so fast they barely had time to scream. But they did scream, awful shocked screams that cut off abruptly or trailed off into whimpers or gurgles. They screamed, and they died, and the monster moved through them in a single graceful sweep of violence. Blood sprayed on the walls, and it sprayed equally on the immense, slightly see-through trees that stood throughout the room, both there and not there. The blood seemed to make them more solid. More real.
Eleven stood rooted to the spot. Her every muscle was rigid, locked in place. The smell of blood was overwhelming. The screams did nothing to drown out the squelching, ripping sounds of flesh, punctuated by sharp snaps of bone. 
The monster turned. The monster looked at her. Its mouth fell open, and its red, red tongue lolled out between the bloody teeth.
Eleven knew, somehow, that it was grinning at her.
It turned away and bounded through an open door. 
Something too frightened to be relief made Eleven stagger. One foot landed in something hot and wet. She looked down and saw red, rolling gently toward her along the floor. 
Eleven forced one leg to move, and then the other. She backed away from the open door, and from the spreading pool of blood. She turned to the trees, which had always been her friends, and willed them to be more real. 
She pulled them to her, or pulled herself to them, until she could barely see the blood-spattered walls. Then she ran.
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Misc. photos from the past year or so ~
#image commentary in tags once again since they don't allow captions anymore and I feel weird using the alt text for that --#1. napping bapy boye sneeping on his own foot as if it were a pillow#2. The little primrose that I have seems to bloom sporadically all year around as long as I bring it inside and don't let it freeze#in the winter. This was a flower that came up randomly like mid november lol#3. Rainbow where you can see a little bit of a second rainbow near the bottom of it :0#4. CHILDREN.... love to see them.....#5. Halloween Candy ranking tierlist. not important enough to post on it's own. so throwing it in with one of these I guess lol#I am also not really a candy person at all and prefer bready stuff like cakes rather than chocolate bars (if I even have to have sweets#at ALL which usually I prefer savory food). I suspect the apple is controversial but.. I do love apples .... huzzah#actually am having applle and peanut butter snack right now as I'm writing this lol#6. Various bowls/cups/etc. that I got from a store at COMPLETELY different times like.. years apart from each other#yet at some point realized that they all mostly match in paint color and seem to be part of the same pattern#But I totally didnt make that connection until a few years ago when I was putting up dishes. I just bought them all invidually because it's#like 'oh cool! a cat' *1 year later* 'oh cool! a cat!' etc. lol.. I guess it must be a popular design if it's been around being sold that#long.#7. carne asada burrito and matcha bubble tea... oughhgh.... again one of my very rare meals where I actually go and get something..#probably my favorite meal currently. Something about the Chronic Anemia makes me crave beef burritos madly despite only having one#maybe twice a year or so ghjbhj.. plus the beans.... onions.... many of my Diet Forbidden foods... Also of course the little aishas#are there.... somehow they shall split the meal together even though it's like 10x bigger than their bodies.. they are also hungry#and vastly anemic... huzzah to them...#8. I've had this shirt for a long time but it fits very weird so I can never find a way to use it in outfits?? But I recently had#an appointment where a doctor needed to be able to look at my back and it's one of the only actual Shirts that I have (mostly i just own#long robes or tunics or jumper dress type of things that would be hard to lift up or etc. like... I dont even own a single normal 't-shirt'#or anyting aside from one giant tshirt that I sleep in in the summer lol.) So I wore this there.. I forget how much I love the pictures on#it.. how pleasant... little hummingbird... AND I think one of the flowers is supposed to be columbine ... !#photo diary
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rusycchi · 2 years
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lunami without context
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girlvinland · 9 months
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I’m feeling emotional about my Characters tonight 🥹
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littledeadling · 1 year
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Cant get over how hard they’re biffing it with the Mandalorian. God. Ouchie
#THEY HAD THE PERFECT SHOW GOING & THEY RUINED ITTTT#s3 should have been him on his own slowly realizing he can’t live without Grogu /knowing he’d never be able to see him again#and ON SCREEN we see him go back to argue w the Jedi & take him home. beautiful family reunion ON SCREEN. w the BREATHING ROOM IT DESERVES#& both of them learn to value each other & their connection more than anything else.#& Din’s repression & rigid barriers are slowly but surely eroding#it should have been a story abt how not everything needs to be tied up in destiny & the skywalkers!!!#it should have been the story that demonstrated that star wars could be more & the world can have space for different types of stories!#smaller scale stories!#bitch this bro literally does not care about the darksaber or any of that shit?!#he should have left that thing on the ground somewhere and dipped. or dropped it in the ocean#Now Din is just a guy who doesnt care abt the marvel plot he’s stuck in. *jenny Nicholson voice* oh what a good trait for a protagonist!!!!#they didn’t stop at any point and go hm... maybe that means we’re taking this in the wrong direction?????#literally so stupid#it should be about Din realizing he craves love and connection more than he is beholden to his creed#and going back to Tatooine to fuck a cowboy sloppy style#who said that#bz bz#mandoposting#oogh do u see why i had to go and write a 10k+ word fic to do something about all this#if u agree w me i think u moight loike it 🤭
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goldenhypen · 2 years
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after writing so many short drabbles i feel like i don’t even remember how to write long fics anymore DJSJDJSJ <//3
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noxtivagus · 1 year
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i'll read more from now on again
#🌙.rambles#so much to just think about n i'm lost in my own lil world#tmrrw gna have to face reality again bcs of school :c but. yk lately this year i think i've already developed lots#this past week has been especially formative.#i crave n yearn.. intimacy so much. i want to just be free like that. bcs i'm safe in my own self n. too much to say but#i think it's lonely. being out a lot today made me realize that. all these barriers in communication is so.. lonely#i want to read so much more for so many reasons but here with what i've already laid out the first reason i'll say is#i want to understand others better i want to even further expand my own thinking n just learn so much more#n then.. goddamn i want to write too. write so much so i could#it hurts. it hurts so much i feel like i know n think n feel more than i should n the wisdom is breaking me apart i don't know how to put it#into words. maybe that's why i've been afraid to start new things despite my insatiable curiosity n passion.#afraid of how it'll fill me with even more & i'm not sure how i'd manage. i feel as though i understand life differently than most..#most people around me at least. i see myself in musicians. artists. writers.#people who create once they've taken in much as well. people like me but.. it's been rather disturbing when i realize how most of them end#up like. n i wonder. i just wonder so much. n wish n dream that maybe i could end up differently.#i want so desperately to break out of the chains of reality of society of.. all those. idead that are taught to us n internalized ever since#we were born? i don't know how to write it and i don't think words could ever do it justice. but i want to truly be who i am at heart.#and yet being self-aware i suppose is confusing in such a bittersweet way. there's so much more that i do not know and cannot grasp#& then sometimes at the end of the day i just wonder n dream about if ever i would be more connected with reality. with this world.#regardless of how much one may put out to the world.. it'll never be understood or known in the same way as the one it originates from.#it's lonely. sad. but it makes what we can convey and relate with much more meaningful. n i'm so grateful for those things#n there's also just so much that relates to it n. yeah. is part of it like#the unconscious subconscious n conscious mind#for fuck's sake i want to learn so much it's overwhelming. psychoanalysis n neuroscience n#i want to learn more of others too. i want deep conversations. i want to read more books n listen to more music n just consume more n more#to learn more of the people who created them. everything around us is just so full of life n. it's so beautiful n so overwhelmingly painful.#my helplessness in doing more. i'm aware of why. n it just hurts. it hurts so much but i'm#glad at least that lately i've been more free. more myself. more self-aware n aware of the universe in general. n i look forward to#so much more. but.. yeah i still crave to be 'real' n part of this world in a more 'normal' way at times#i. have so much to write. but for now i'll return to reality with the this.. odd feeling in my chest. not enough too little too much. life
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oldestking · 1 year
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     /  Thinking about cleaning a little my inbox; in one hand i’m like noooo i’ll def answer to this! but on the other hand, i’ve been hoarding some asks since ages so its that conflict RIP
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firefated · 2 years
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It’s me, ya girl back at it again 🙃
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sakunyas · 2 years
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going to bed at 3:30 am because i love not being able to sleep and getting the sudden need to write the sweetest genshin stuff
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