#you can ask for excerpts

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

First and Last appearances of Poorly-Drawn-MDZS Season 1!

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #not tagging them all here cause these are just comic excerpts #left out a quite a few characters cause they either didn't show up enough OR their first/last is a poor representation #the 'omg its Hanguang Jun' call back was intentional B*) #Surprised that no one pointed it out but now *I* can! Bursting into the scene fabulously is how LWJ starts and ends season 1! #Jin Ling has the least dramatic glow up (honestly I have been finding him harder and harder to draw) but he *does* have a moral glow up #I think *this* comparison is the one I feel best emphasizes my journey on this blog. #thank you to everyone who started following and cheering me on. Especially those who've been here since the very start #That said - no matter when you found this blog; It means a lot to me B*) #that's it for the reflective meta posting: season 2 starts back in July. I've gonna take this week to catch up on asks!

[immunetoneurotoxin]

“Not a soul assigned to their case at the Bureau could make sense of their existence. There wasn’t a single scientist, parapsychologist, doctor, or specialist with over a dozen PHD’s under the sun that could figure them out. Pyrokinesis in a human? They defy every law of nature, yet they exist amongst humanity regardless. How do you explain that?” “The truth is that there are a lot of unknown things out there in the world that mankind hasn't even begun to scratch the surface of. Everyone flocked to this case trying to find rational answers, but there aren’t any. Look at the files in your hands. By the eyes of science, Pyro should not exist. Don’t you know what happens to things mankind doesn’t understand? The Bureau has done sickening things to them in the name of research.” “That’s why I helped them escape, Conagher.”

Excerpt from the novel INCENDIARY; A TF2 Pyro origin story Read the latest chapter of 'Incendiary' on AO3 here! Artwork created by the incredible @narklos ♡ 

#tf2 #tf2 pyro #if you're reading this hello!! I'm the author of this story! #I was basically struck with an idea one day... what if I created a whole pyro origin story with deep world building and original characters #7 years later here I am :) #the pyro origin story nobody asked for but is getting anyways! #while it is on track to be a origin-type novel it is also still very much a self-indulgent fanfic #I still have a long ways to go before this fic is done but this is by far one of the most ambitious projects Ive ever done for any fandom #and I hope you all love it too <3 #also CAN I JUST SAY #NARKLOS IS A GOD #I gave him a vision and he just blew my fucking mind away with the final product that I'm still in awe about this #Narklos if you're reading this ILY and I can't wait to work with you again <3 #also I should mention that the excerpt IS in the story but in a future chapter that isn’t out yet #but it was fitting for this post :)

[doll-elvis]

Hey I was wondering what did Arlene Cogan say about the sleepovers with Elvis, that they were fairly innocent right?

I was actually gonna make a post about this but this is a perfect opportunity to talk about it so thank you so much for asking 💗!!

so I’m about 3/4s through her book (“Elvis: this one’s for you by Arlene Cogan”) and the only explicit thing that has happened so far was the panty check that I posted the excerpt of earlier this week

Absolutely nothing physical has been described besides a few kisses/general affection like hugging and cuddling (also the girls never actually slept over, they were always driven home)

I am really getting the vibe that their relationship with Elvis was more brotherly/sisterly, in fact Elvis even told them he always wished he had a little sister. He was extremely protective of them and didn’t want them paying any attention to other guys (he wanted them all to himself and basically kept them like nuns 🤧)

They even got into a few petty arguments like brothers and sisters do but I really think Elvis enjoyed having these girls around him because it gave him an opportunity to be completely unguarded and just have innocent/childish fun, like swimming, going to the roller rink, playing with firecrackers and other mischievous things

Anita Wood was dating him at this time and tbh I think whenever he needed a break from her, he would go hang out with these girls to get away and that’s why he wanted them around so often👀

here’s a little song that Frances, Heidi and Arlene sung/wrote for Elvis right before he left for army training💀:

“Oh, we’re the girls of Graceland, And we don’t give a damn, We’re out to have a helluva time, And get into a jam, The hell with Pat Boyd, Anita Wood, too, If you don’t like our little song, To hell, to hell with you”

“Elvis rolled over laughing and clapping his hands. He loved it. The laughing calmed down a little and I noticed there were tears in his eyes. “God knows how much I am going to miss y’all,” he said, “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you. I love you”

Though they were always with Elvis as a group I think they all had their own special relationship with him and it was all very sweet and innocent

also since this book is so hard to find and is so disgustingly expensive, I’m gonna be working on scanning the book and posting it as a pdf so everyone can read it !! (don’t worry it will be for free, I’m not charging people like that one girl did for the Kathy book smh👀)

sorry but I love these quotes 😩

“Honey, what you’ve got to realize is that I’m a human being just like everybody else. I want you to treat me like you would anyone else”

“Love me”, he said, “but don’t worship me. I’m not a God”

I think that is what Elvis wanted out of every woman he was with 😭 like how he told Larry Geller he could never know if a woman loved him for who he was or if they only loved Elvis, the performer/star

#thank you for the ask #once again Alanna Nash found jobless #I’m so excited to get this book out so y’all can read it #this book just feels so immersive and you really get to see Elvis and his real personality #I love reading female perspectives of Elvis because we get to see such a different side of him #i think he kind of put on a front with some of the memphis mafia #but when he was around women he was just so uninhibited 😭 #ahhh I love this man #Arlene cogan #elvis presley #elvisaaronpresley #elvis #Elvis history #Elvis asks #elvis book excerpts

[mjjune]

🧠 Brain Ask Game

Because I am a NERD who has taken multiple neuroanatomy classes and love brains!

Send me a part of the brain 🧠 and an OC (or I'll pick) to find out...

I have their (over)simplified functions listed, for your Education.

Frontal lobe (executive function) - What is their defining personality trait? What is the trait that, if lost, this OC would become unrecognizable?

Parietal Lobe (physical sensation) - Are there any physical sensations (e.g. temperatures, textures, etc) that your character extra loves and can't get enough of?

Temporal Lobe (auditory, emotion, memory) - What is their most emotionally poignant childhood memory? (good or bad)

Occipital Lobe (vision) - What do they consider the most beautiful thing to look at? (e.g. colors, scenery, a person)

Cerebellum (motor coordination) - Has there been a time where they were just an utter clutz? Please tell us.

Hippocampus (memory) - Are they the kind of person who can remember things easily, or do they have to write everything down?

Basal Ganglia (lots of shit, including learning & motor movements) - How quickly does your character learn a new skill, and what kind of help/teaching style do they benefit from the most?

Thalamus (signal relay, attention, consciousness) - How is their attention? Can they multitask well? Do they have ADHD?

Broca's Area (language expression) - Do they express themselves well? Do they communicate better in writing or speaking?

Wernicke's Area (language comprehension) - Do they prefer to listen or read? Are they speed readers or very slow?

Meninges (support, protection) - Tell us about a time when this OC protected someone or something they care about.

Midbrain (pain signals) - What is the most physically painful thing they have ever experienced?

Pons (cranial nerves for eyes, face, & hearing) - Do they have an hearing or visual deficits? Do they wear glasses or need any supports?

Medulla Oblongata (heart, breathing, unconscious functions) - Who or what is their lifeline?

#writeblr #writblr #writers on tumblr #writeblr community #writers of tumblr #amwriting #writing #fantasy #dark fantasy #excerpt #wip #mj posts #brain ask game #new ask game!!!!!!!! #hope people like it #finally my neuroanatomy classes can be used for good #feel free to reblog or send an ask even if you don't know me :3 #ask game

[brother-emperors]

Hi. I want to read Camus' Caligula. Which translation have you read (if you read it in translation)? I would search under tags but my tumblr is currently acting up. If you've read more, which one would you recommend, or what did you like about each one?

I've read camus' caligula in french and a couple of translations in english, the only one I like is Stuart Gilbert's translation, the other ones aren't even worth talking about tbh

I'm incredibly obsessed with phrasing of 'this ghoul-haunted wilderness of mine,' 10/10

#a very good fried (hi bel!) also once translated an excerpt of it that i keep saved on my desktop #(if i ever win the lottery i would throw money to you in a heartbeat for a new translation of it) #gilbert's translation is the only one that captures this sense of. fraying? frenzy?? that i get when i read it in french #like i can feel caligula picking at the threads and tearing at the walls #GOD i love this play. absolute fucking favorite of all time #i spent literally 40 minutes trying to decide which excerpts to use as a little teaser of the translation #bc its so so so good from start to finish how can i pick just one!!!! #this might be my favorite caligula speech in the play tho #i DEFINITELY think about it almost day. definitely when im drawing the dead romans #ask tag #rec tag

[jamietwat]

Omg wait. I didn't even Think about the possibility of Roy and Trent having a discussing as fellow queer men who figured out they aren't straight later in life. I cannot WAIT for that possibility!

They’ll have more of an actual conversation about it later on when Roy specifically goes to Trent, but this is the scene that gets Roy thinking in chapter 31

And don’t worry, Roy only puts off the thinking about it for a matter of hours, but later that night he’s going to be lying awake thinking about it and the kiss and the impulse to offer a redo and the fact that Jamie is a category of his own separate from everyone else

#Trent like I will pepper in the fact that you can figure your sexuality out later in life to see if I can speed this up at all #while not directly interfering or outright telling Roy he’s not straight #and Roy’s like I see what you’re doing but we don’t have time to think about if I’m gay for #Jamie because I’m too busy chasing after him rn #And like with all future excerpts that I post pics of I have edited nothing #So there may or may not be typos or things that will get fixed or changed in minor ways before posting #huntforachievements #Ask #Mine #BLT #Bizarre Love Triangle

[badassindistress]

Help me choose:

I'm going to an educational dance event tonight that will include some waltzing and I can't decide what to wear...

#i thought you could set up polls to last an hour but apparently not #so i will simply have to rely on a friend to tell be the result on 7pm #a talia original #talia's adventures in dressmaking #excerpts from my life #dancing outfit #silly polls #this is not binding i just can't decide #almost my face #it's not a historical event so picking what to wear is much harder #i can waltz enough to lead at informal occasions so I'm anticipating twirling girls around #more than i think i will be twirled #but the dress has matching shorts for twirling purposes #i have one one pair of dancing shoes #so it'll be the same black heels either way #asking for opinions

[magicalgirlmascot]

Today's fanfic excerpt brought to you by Tahu "supportive but confused ally" Mata

Still. Tahu wasn't into guys, but he could see what someone--Kopaka--would like about Pohatu. He was hot, for one thing, and the friendliest guy Tahu had ever met. Easy to hang out with, a big heart and a bigger smile. Hell, that was why Tahu was friends with him in the first place. Pohatu was just a good dude. By contrast, Kopaka? Tahu couldn't figure out what Pohatu would see in him at all. He didn't really get why they were friends to begin with. Kopaka was maybe kind of good looking if you were into twinks, and his students all seemed to like him well enough. But he was sour, standoffish, rude, and generally just kind of a dick. Pohatu could do better.

#fanfic excerpt #bionicle #ficblogging #knps #it's a good thing kopaka never eats with the rest of the staff can you imagine #kopaka: telling me to fuck off is homophobic. pohatu tell your friend to stop being homophobic #tahu: I'M NOT HOMOPHOBIC. POHATU TELL YOUR SHITTY BOYFRIEND IT'S NOT HOMOPHOBIC TO HATE SOMEONE #pohatu: is anyone going to ask me about my day

[kingofattolia]

why are writers THE most annoying people in the entire world

#grace for ts #my quest for a writers group continues...... #step one. don't be the most annoying person in the world #so far all of these have failed at step one #writers: i'm really really looking for feedback pls take a min to read my latest excerpt!!! #narrator: he was not. in fact. looking for feedback. he was in fact looking for fangirls #step two is be good at writing. but honestly that's sooo negotiable #you can be really bad and GOOD AT LISTENING and WILLING TO ACCEPT FEEDBACK #instead of asking for feedback then getting really defensive that everyone didn't just fangirl all over your story #AND THAT WOULD ACTUALLY BE GREAT #why does this happen. so often #this is why i have written in a vacuum for so long

[kenobster]

Okay! I sort of dropped off the grid in terms of like.... working on Five Peggats Each for a while. And unfortunately, chapter 10 needs a lot of changes. :( So it's still gonna be a hot minute.

But I'm back! I'm alive! And it looks like I haven't posted an excerpt for this fic since the last chapter, so enjoy some proof that I am working on the remaining chapters :)

The world comes back into view.  Anakin sucks in a breath and dares a look. The [species] is flat on his back, screaming and convulsing, and the activator for Anakin’s collar lies next to his wrist on the ground. Although every single cell in his body writhes in protest, Anakin shoves himself forward and hits one of the buttons with his chin. The collar around his neck clicks open. He wriggles out of it, and the weight of the Force slams back into his body. Like whiplash, it hurts. Obi-Wan, Anakin growls, even as a throbbing shoots through his chest. Stop. I’m here. I’m okay. At once, the pressure around his heart vanishes.

#see!? see!? they're escaping! #but what chapter is this from you ask? who can say? me but i won't. i'm too afraid. #and no i won't tell u what species it is >:"( #lol sorry i wish i wasn't like this #obi-wan & anakin #anakin #obi-wan #five peggats each #fic #excerpt #mine

[boltlightning]

4, 8, 16 for the boltwritinggame

4. with dialogue i'm proud of

i am never not banging pots and pans about steadfast & dependable, and this little bit (where they're really saying what the other should say, and simultaneously saying nothing of consequence at all) is one of my favorite things i think i've ever written

Elizabeth set a hand on [James'] chest, felt the beat of his heart and quickness of his breath, and said, “You could have broken the engagement.” He frowned up at her. “And leave you destitute? No, I could not," he said, like it should be obvious. "You could have left at any time.” “No. I couldn't. It would have been a disgrace to us both, and my father as well.” She paused. Then, thoughtfully: “You could divorce me, then.” “No,” James said once more, “I cannot,” more softly. 

8. that hurt my own feelings to write

god. so much. a swerve from potc into my weird assassin's creed death loop + greek mythology longfic, from the penultimate chapter, which completes a 30-chapter-long running thing where persephone asks "when will i see you again?" and ezio answers with some flirtatious invocation of another god:

Lightly, she asks, “When will I see you again, shadow?” When, indeed. Ezio sets his shoulders back. He watches the petals fall from the laurel tree above them, swaying in the gentle current that flows against logic here in the Underworld. He draws in that clean, cool air, lets it warm in his chest, and releases it. “When I sever the threads that have woven my lives,” he answers slowly, “and Hermes carries me home on the swiftest of Aeolus’ winds, my queen.” “May it be many, many years from now, shadow.” “Have I finally overstayed my welcome?” Ezio asks, a laugh curling his words. Persephone does not smile at him, but tilts her head, considering the man who sits before her. “No,” she answers, her voice serious but light. “No, I will have your eternity, someday. Until then, I will not deny the world above the pleasure of loving you. Live well, Ezio. Live long.”

16. from a recent piece i want to brag about

from any means:

Desperate for something, anything to do with his hands, Norrington removes his hat, sets it on the desk. He lights an oil lamp and hangs it on the wall. He draws a bracing breath and turns to face Elizabeth, in private at last, and— Elizabeth has silently moved closer. Before he can react, she draws his sword from his scabbard and swings at him with all her might. His sword is one-handed and meant for lunging, and her grip is weak; Norrington catches the sword at the base of the blade just above the hilt before it can cleave his shoulder. The edge bites instead into his palm, spilling hot blood down his wrist. Norrington grits his teeth against the pain. “Elizabeth, I am not your enemy!”

excerpt asks!

#woof i wrote so much of that ac fic in short spurts and it never got edited as much as i wanted it to #i'm very proud of it and also hope i forget it exists and also am surprised i can read this very niche thing i imagined for years #anyway. thank you bud. love to make the other two idiots in this post suffer too #johnbly #ask game #excerpt game

[capybaraonabicycle]

Trick or treat!! 🦴🦴🦴

Is that a skeleton costume? 😍

I am sorry, I am out of mini fics now. But you can have a spoiler as a treat! I have been working on a lkh rewrite and I can show you some transformed Pond family dynamics and Doctor x Mels flirting from the beginning of the episode!

Rating: Teen

Genre: Fluff (not the fic, just this excerpt; the fic is angsty as hell)

Warnings: nothing worse than what happens at the beginning of lkh, I think. More flirting, less guns (for now)

“That wasn’t us” Amy said, pointing at two long stripes striking through the word ‘Doctor’ their crop cycles were spelling. On cue they could hear sirens approaching the field. “Are they here because of us?” Rory asked. “They can’t possibly know about the crop cycles already, can they?” Amy said. Mels knew the crop cycles were unlikely the reason for the officers to show up. There was a much more likely explanation. “Oops” she said. “I think that’s on me.” “Mels” Amy groaned. “What did you do?” “You know, when I said I ‘borrowed’ the car?” she asked, nodding over to their blue vehicle. “Yeah, that might have been a slight euphemism.” “Mels!” Amy exclaimed. “Not again!” “You can’t keep doing this!” Rory scolded her. “You’re gonna end up in prison!” The sirens were drawing nearer, undoubtedly on their way to leave those marks on the field. “Uh, just an idea, but why don’t we pop inside the TARDIS” the Doctor offered. “You can continue your fight there.” “Good idea. Rory!” Amy grabbed his hand, hauling him towards their ship. The Doctor and Mels trailed behind. “Stealing cars now, are we?” the Doctor elbowed her, clearly excited. He always liked it when she was bad. Sometimes he was better at hiding it. “You can talk” she retorted, nodding towards his own ‘borrowed’ vehicle. He grinned. “I like the colour you picked.” “Likewise,” she said. “Guess who inspired me.” “Are you trying to flatter me, Ms Zucker?” “I don’t know” she purred. “Is it working?” He was so close to kissing her, she knew it. But then the TARDIS door opened into their faces, a ginger head poking out. “Huhum” Amy coughed strictly. “Police? Time machine? Getting away? Ring any bells?” The sirens were really loud now and Mels thought she could even hear the engines roaring. “Spoilsport, I haven’t even gotten my kiss hello!” she pouted and Amy glared at her. “Inside the TARDIS!” she commandeered. “Now!”

Happy Halloween!

#Thank you so much for the ask! #Sorry I don't have a fic at the ready anymore #I hope you like this too even if there's no Halloween theme to it #The background of that fic is that I have issuesTM with lkh in general and Mels' character showing up for 5min only specifically #And this is part of my quest to make her a proper companion in my mind #Also is this too long an excerpt? I can try to keep them shorter in the future should I get further asks

[brother-emperors]

Reading through some of Cicero s letters to Atticus, and in one he says that the sight of Pompey sulking is so pathetic that "only Crassus could enjoy it" and it's like a Golden Girls skit really. (It's Cicero to Atticus 2.21)

LITERALLYYYYY THAT LETTER IS ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVORITES BECAUSE OF THE CRASSUS MENTION

Yet see how soft-hearted I am. I could not refrain from tears when, on the 25th of July, I saw him making a speech on the edicts of Bibulus. The man who in old times had been used to bear himself in that place with the utmost confidence and dignity, surrounded by the warmest affection of the people, amidst universal favour—how humble, how cast down he was then! How ill-content with himself, to say nothing of how unpleasing to his audience! Oh, what a spectacle! No one could have liked it but Crassus--no one else in the world! Not I, for considering his headlong descent from the stars, he seemed to me have lost his footing rather than to have been deliberately following a path; and, as Apelles, if he had seen his Venus, or Protogenes his Ialysus daubed with mud, would, I presume, have felt great sorrow, so neither could I behold without great sorrow a man, portrayed and embellished with all the colours of my art, suddenly disfigured.

I love it when Crassus appears in the narratives of others, he's so fucking funny

#(posting the excerpt so other people can read it) #he's such a bitch and i love it so SO much i want to buy him drinks like you wouldn't BELIEVE #when he's being a dick about pompey tho. pompey deserves it. #if he didn't want crassus to be thrilled at whatever misfortune strikes him. he shouldn't have taken credit for defeating spartacus #lucullus called pompey a vulture and he was correct #ask tag

[lazinesswrites]

CrossRex for wip wednesday, please!

Of course! Not exactly three sentences, but here you go:

A hand on his face. “Crosshair?!” He knows that voice. Hand on his chin, under, checking his pulse. I’m here, Crosshair wants to say. Can’t. “Crosshair?” the voice asks again. Of course he knows it, he’s heard it a million times. “Get me Impact.” Harsh, now. What? “It’s alright, Crosshair.” Oh, gentle again. “You’ll be alright, I promise. We’ve got you now. We’ll help. You’ll be okay.”

Find the rules and titles for this week's WIP Wednesday ask game here.

#I promise it ends well #can you believe this was supposed to be just some quick smut? #yeah me neither #Ask Laz #WIP Wednesday #WIPW AG #WIP Excerpt #Star Wars: The Bad Batch #Crosshair #Captain Rex #CrossRex

[poetinprose]

🎶 share a happy moment. ANY happy moment. You must have ONE.

I have several lol. But I asked my co-writer Bailey which one I should share and she asked me to take this one which she wrote (it's from our wip Aeternum where I write Thanea's pov and she writes Nevras' pov).

It's a flashback to the day Nevras met Gwenny for the first time. 🤍

In the next moment he didn't trust his eyes. A tuft of red wavy hair popped up from behind the rotten handrails. A young girl in a too long nightgown peaked over the rails.

Nevras kneeled down and said: "Hello, my little one. Who are you?"

Her head turned around and her piercing red and tear-stained eyes browsed the hallway, apparently searching for who he was talking to. Tears rolled over her cheeks when she turned around and ran through a closed door.

So the family's daughter has turned into a banshee. Poor little one, he thought as he approached the door through which she had disappeared.

He cautiously knocked at the door and asked: "Do you not like visitors?"

To his surprise the door slowly and creakingly opened after a click. He entered the room which was the only one that still had an intact window and a door that was still in its angles despite the long weathering. A dollhouse stood on a table in the one corner and in the middle a broken canopy bed made out of light pink silk. Everything was covered in dust as if one had locked the door and never gone into it again.

The little girl was hiding behind her wardrobe and flinched when he kneeled down on the floor and held his open arms towards her. It didn't take a minute of eye contact until the little one ran into his arms and started to weep bitterly.

"You held on so well, my little one", he said softly and stroked her back until the weeping let up.

(Little spoiler because I didn't want this to get too long: Nevras will buy this property and basically adopt Gwenny. ^-^)

#we love a nice found family 🤭 #thank you for the ask!! ^-^ #I know it's not like Happy happy but I hope it's happy enough 👀 #Gwenny has been alone as a ghost no human can see for so long #and now she has finally found a new family again that will care for her and love her! #wip: aeternum #oc: nevras #oc: gwenny #btw I hope the english isn't too.... weird sounding #I just translated it #'^-^ #writing snippet #writing excerpt