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New Pink Fairies album with Paul Rudolph, Alan Davey (Hawkwind) and Lucas Fox (Motorhead)? Ok!
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omg i just found out that i don’t have the file of one of my fav drawing
#i guess i forgot to back it up or something#kinda sad rn#but i think i still have it on my phone#it just won’t have all the layers so that sucks#but hey#whatchagonnado#donnie rambles
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The boys (not in the Seinfeldian sense) #whatchagonnado (at West End Ymca) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpdYGa4Pd_u/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Whatcha gonna do? 🧐 1) Drinks at the Kroghs Nest, our rooftop bar and Emily’s Hearth wood-fired pizza creations? The Krogh’s Nest is open from 4-10:00 pm and @emilys.hearth is here with her set-up from 4-9:00 pm. Pizza pies are for rooftop guests, the public and take-out orders only. The Krogh’s Nest adheres to a 21 and older policy. 🧐 2) Pre-dinner drinks at the Krogh’s Nest and then eat dinner inside? Craving nachos or a burger? We also have 5 weekend dinner specials (prime rib au just is one of them) and they can be found online at kroghs.com/food. 🧐 3) Make a dinner reservation to eat inside and then head up to the Krogh’s Nest for after dinner libations? We hear the firepit up there sets the mood, and the weather is cooperating. 🧐 4) Take a seat at the Krogh Bar and enjoy some music by DnA? Dani Zanoni will be performing in the pub from 5:30-8:30 pm and her crafted melodies will start your weekend off right! 🧐 Like we said, decisions, decisions, decisions, decisions. Whatcha gonna do? 🧐 @emilys.hearth @danizanonimusic #kroghs #kroghsnest #kroghbar #rooftopbar #rooftopcocktails #rooftopdrinks #drinksontheroof #pizzapopup #whodoesntlikepizza #organicpizza #woodfiredpizza #pizzaandbeer #fridaynightmusic #pubmusic #decisions #decisionstomake #whatchagonnado #brewpub #brewpubnj #whitedeerplaza #takeintheview #bestviewintheplaza #lakemohawk #lakemohawknj #spartanj (at Krogh's Restaurant & Brew Pub) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkjFzb9povf/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#kroghs#kroghsnest#kroghbar#rooftopbar#rooftopcocktails#rooftopdrinks#drinksontheroof#pizzapopup#whodoesntlikepizza#organicpizza#woodfiredpizza#pizzaandbeer#fridaynightmusic#pubmusic#decisions#decisionstomake#whatchagonnado#brewpub#brewpubnj#whitedeerplaza#takeintheview#bestviewintheplaza#lakemohawk#lakemohawknj#spartanj
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@hulkhogan #hulkhogan #whatchagonnado #tampons #tampax #wwe #wwf https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch7cBB9LX9i/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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#Life is what #You #MakeIt #Choices #ItsUpToYou #WhatchaGonnaDo #DoYou #HonorYourself #LoveYourself #ThePowerOf60+ #Yes LadyFlava of LadyFlavaNews https://www.instagram.com/p/CgB95f1r3-5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#life#you#makeit#choices#itsuptoyou#whatchagonnado#doyou#honoryourself#loveyourself#thepowerof60#yes
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Shipping Challenges
Are you getting a bit tired of the same old pairings? Would you like to see something new and different? Do you want to see how many people you can piss off, freak out, or have proclaim you their new best friend?
May I make some suggestions*:
1. Thomas Barrow x Jack Courtnay
Yes, everyone knows what a crush Thomas had on our dear blind soldier boy, but have you ever considered the irony that maybe Edward was the straight one in the family? That maybe Thomas would have even more in common with Edward’s hated little brother? What’s Jack really like, anyway? Mary and Edith would probably have said similar things about each other, but their fans - and neutral parties - agree they’re pretty decent people...or at least one of them is. What’s going on there anyway?
2. Thomas Barrow x Richard Clarkson
Yeah, okay, you may have run across this one. I have, but is it just me or is it nearly always toxic? Generally comes with a non-con tag, which is fine in and of itself, but there’s so much more you can do here! Lady Edith was ready to marry a man her father’s age, and in the queer community age differences were pretty common. Why not explore what, exactly, makes the good doctor so sympathetic to ‘that sort’? I have seen one (1) person try this in a healthy manner! I challenge everyone else to try it!
3. Guy Dexter x Chris Webster
C’mon, you know you want to!
4. Guy Dexter x Richard Ellis
Because there are only about a million fifty ways you can do this! Prequels! Sequels! Straight up AUs! And only about three quarters of them will get you banned from the fandom! LIVE DANGEROUSLY! Odds are good you will win the Fandom Love Of Your Life and a Fandom Arch Nemesis all in one go!
5. Thomas Barrow x Charles Blake
Is there a single thing about this pairing to hang your hat on? Near as I can remember, no! Not a damn thing! That means there’s nothing stopping you! Imagine all of the fun that the working-class-bloke-who-wants-to-be-a-toff and the toff-who-wants-to-be-a-working-class-bloke could have together!
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And I think that will do me for now. Knowing me, I’ll probably be back at some later date with more later**.
* Before everyone asks why, if I want to see these so badly, I don’t write them myself. Have you seen my WIP folder? I’ve actually started some of these - multiple times! - but they are buried under.......everything else. If we have to wait for me to do it, it’ll never happen.
** No, I have not had too much sugar, why do you ask such a silly question? This is definitely not me crashing from a sugar high.
#downton abbey#downton abbey fanfiction#shipping challeng#mad multishipper on the loose!#thomas barrow#jack courtnay#dr. clarkson#guy dexter#chris webster#richard ellis#charles blake#SAIL ALL THE SHIPS!!!!!!#also i have sinuses#i hate my sinuses but whatchagonnado?
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so look I still wanna answer folks today like
best of intentions, GOLDEN intentions
but having a minor pest problem today soooooooo......sorry if I don't get to y'all
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ohhh ahhh woe is me and so forth
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For a book who's tag line is literally "the grim reaper and the angel of death are gay for each other" On Angel's Wings honestly doesn't have much to do with Gabby and Julius' love story. It's just kind of there. I need to fix that in the sequels. Honestly I'm not gonna crit OAW too hard, it was our first book, but I think we could do better.
#i mean it was based on an old undertale fanfiction so whatchagonnado#but yeah... i think finally getting into good omens got me thinking about gabby and julius again because they remind me of#the dear ineffable husbands lol#oaw#on angel's wings#my book#gabriola grim#julius thymes
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Always
Prompt in the Big Place discord server: write a scene using the words survivor, cluster, and friend.
Instead of a scene it turned into a 2k fic, whatchagonnado.
In which Kaidan and Kara Pendergrass have a very ace conversation.
~
It’s late morning before Kara stumbles out the screen door, blinking into the sunlight, to find Alenko swaying lazily back and forth in the porch swing. A smile touches his face as the voices of Shepard and Aslany carry up the hill from the barn, followed by the whinny of a horse.
Kara sits heavily on the swing beside him, disrupting his moment of quiet contemplation, but she makes up for it by handing him a coffee thermos. “I threw out Shepard’s shit and made this.”
“Thanks,” Alenko says, flashing her a grin. He smiles a lot more these days. They all do, really. Even Aslany.
Alenko takes a long, grateful sip from the thermos. No matter how much you love a guy like Shepard, you can’t love his coffee.
“Think the real survivors of the reapers were everyone who had to drink his bullshit,” she remarks, pushing her foot off the ground to start the swing again and tucking her leg underneath her.
“Yeah, maybe,” Alenko says with a chuckle. He always indulges her stupid jokes.
They sit in comfortable silence. The wind makes the trees wave. The orchard is a lot…friendlier in the summer. The leaves and the blooms and the sun and the warmth make it feel a lot different than that cold winter where reaper cannibals and husks crept in the woods.
Now there’s just deer.
“Surprised he got her in the barn,” Kara says, nodding down the hill. After that string of terrible nights sleeping on haybales and keeping a sniper’s perch in the loft, staring at the clusters of trees and waiting for nightmares to emerge, Aslany had sworn she’d never come here again. But here they are.
“You know Shepard,” Alenko says, lost in thought now. “He’s hard to say no to.”
“She trusts him.”
Alenko gives her the look he gives when he’s putting some pieces together she’s not gonna like. “She trusts you, too.”
Kara shakes her head and draws her feet up onto the swing, wrapping her arms around her legs and resting her chin on her knees. “But she doesn’t think she has to protect him. Me? She has to protect me.”
“We all protect each other. Always have.”
“Maybe. I don’t know. It’s just…different with her.” She scowls in frustration. She’s never been good at explaining things. “I can’t take care of her the way she takes care of me. It’s not just a squad thing.”
“Kara, we haven’t been ‘just squad’ in a very long time. Any of us.”
She snerks. “You mean since you started getting naked with one of the squad?”
A flush creeps up the back of his neck. It’s so easy to poke at him sometimes she can’t help herself. “You know what I mean.”
She does, sometimes. But other times…she doesn’t get it at all. She spends about as much time with Aslany as Alenko does with Shepard. If she didn’t have Aslany to spend all her time with and talk her ear off over bad Chinese food that Aslany loves for some reason, she probably wouldn’t spend her time with anyone.
And living alone sounds…well, she’d rather not think about living alone. Too many monsters in her head. Aslany’s, too, based on some of the nights they’ve spent sitting in front of the holoscreen at three in the morning, watching one of Shepard’s stupid B movies and not talking about what happens when they fall asleep.
Friend doesn’t feel like the right word, which is why she’s always fallen back on squad. But they have no orders to follow anymore, and the only fighting they do these days are chicken fights in the lake. She’s never had a sister, and Aslany shuts down whenever the word ‘sister’ gets thrown around, so that one’s out.
They’ve never fucked. It’s never come up. But it didn’t come up for Shepard and Alenko for a long time before they finally did, and despite all the details Beaudoin shared on the ‘Yang, she doesn’t actually understand how these things work.
She blows a puff of air out the side of her mouth. “When did you know you wanted to fuck him?”
Alenko chokes on his coffee. She pats him patiently on the back until he stops.
“Um,” he manages.
She gives him an expectant look. He hems and haws for a while. Sometimes you just have to be patient while he works things out in his head.
“Why do you want to know?” he says finally.
“Well, at some point you changed from just being squad to sucking his dick, so—”
He holds up one hand to stop her and rubs the bridge of his nose with the other. “Can you just…can you call it…something else?”
“Sucking face?”
“Okay, fine. Sure. I’ll take what I can get.”
He stops talking. The swing creaks. She raises an expectant eyebrow. At first he pretends he doesn’t see it, but eventually he swears under his breath.
“My feelings, uh, changed a few months into the first tour.”
“Damn. You already wanted to fuck him just a few months—”
“No. I don’t work like that. I need…time before that happens. But—” He gestures helplessly. It shouldn’t be so funny to see Alenko so pitiable. He sighs in defeat. “Do you remember Mavigon?”
“Mavigon.”
“Yeah.”
“The ice storm? That his dumb ass got us stuck in?”
Alenko’s face gets redder by the second. “Yeah. Uh. Well, you know, when it got cold that night and we all had to..."
She dissolves into laughter. “Wait, wait wait wait, no. You wanted to fuck him on Mavigon?”
Alenko’s face does all the stuff it does when he plays out an argument in his head, loses, and concedes without opening his mouth. “Yeah. Okay? Yes. I wanted to fuck him on Mavigon.”
“Still, like, a decade before you actually fucked him.”
“It wasn't a decade.”
Kara shakes her head in admiration and then sniggers. “You are the only person I know who can have both literal and figurative blue balls.”
“Wow, I am really feeling the love and support after offering up some very personal information I’ve never even told Shepard, so—”
“Wait, he doesn’t know how close he came to getting railed on Mavigon?”
“Kara.”
She holds up her hands in surrender. “He won’t hear it from me. On purpose.”
Alenko groans. She grins.
She kicks her feet to get the swing moving again. “Okay, so. What does that…feel like? Wanting to have sex with someone?”
He arches an eyebrow. “Are you wanting to have sex with someone?”
“No. I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking. How do you know?”
Now he actually looks thoughtful. “Well. It’s different from me than for a lot of people.”
“You mean Beaudoin?” She snickers into the back of her hand.
“Yeah,” Alenko says, though something sad flicks across his face. Guilt flashes through her. She always forgets that the others still think about his death before they think about his life. “For me I tend not to notice the physical stuff beyond aesthetics, at least not right away.”
“And then, what, one day Shepard’s ass is all you can think about?”
Now he actually cracks a smile. “No. Not quite like that. I just…couldn’t stop thinking about him. All of him. Not one particular piece. Wanted to be around him all the time, hear everything he had to say. When he wasn’t around I just had this…knot in my chest. At some point I started imagining what it would feel like to kiss him and then it, uh. Went from there.”
She scrunches her nose. Kissing Aslany is such an alien thought she can’t even picture it when she tries. Probably not a good sign. “Okay.”
“Why do you ask?”
Her turn to hem and haw a little. She considers lying, but lying never works with Alenko, so she just says it. “I don’t want Aslany to leave me.”
He sits up straighter. “What do you mean?”
She shrugs a moody shoulder. “I don’t know. She’s my Shepard. But we’re not like you and Shepard. We don’t fuck. We don’t even hold hands, and yeah, I’d kinda like to hold hands sometimes but I don’t wanna get punched and I don’t think I wanna fuck, but I don’t know what it feels like to want to fuck someone, and she does like fucking people and I don’t want to lose her because we don’t.” She stops to catch her breath.
Alenko looks at her for a long time without speaking. She squirms.
“How long have you been worrying about this?”
She stares out at the trees. “Dunno. A while, I guess.”
“Kara. Hey.” He waits until she meets his gaze. “Just because it doesn’t look like what Shepard and I have doesn’t make it mean any less. To you or to her. Everyone’s different. Sex isn’t a requirement for a relationship. Or whatever you want it to be. You get to define it. Even if that means not defining it.”
She nods, and looks back down the hill as Shepard leads his horse out of the barn, Aslany walking a safe distance away. Shepard may be hard to say no to, but even Shepard isn’t going to get Aslany to not be afraid of a horse.
“She cares about you more than most people care about anything,” Alenko says quietly, like he’s seeing a few of his own monsters. “She’s not ever leaving you behind.”
They’ve all seen a lot of shit. Lot of it they’ve seen together.
Shepard leans lazily against the fence, watching the horse graze. He says something and Aslany laughs. Kara’s heart tightens. But…in a good way.
“Thanks, boss,” she says quietly. He puts an arm around her, and she snuggles up to his side. Maybe he’s right. Maybe they’re all more than squad. But squad was pretty good, too.
~
That afternoon they shake the chicken teams up, and it’s Aslany and Alenko against Kara and Shepard in the lake. Shepard complains about her bony ass on his shoulders the entire time, but it’s affectionate, and he does a lot of crowing when they finally manage to dethrone Aslany. After they’ve had enough, Shepard uses his biotics to throw Kara around in the water for a while. They finally climb out when the sun starts to get golden but there’s still warmth in the air. Aslany and Kara lay on their towels and stare up at the sky while Shepard pins Alenko to the ground and makes wisecracks between kisses, grin the size of a planet every time Alenko laughs.
Kara watches them idly, then looks over at Aslany, who ignores them completely. Instead the folds her arms behind her head, her dark hair splayed out behind her head in a wet clump. She closes her eyes and sighs in contentment, her usual standing scowl replaced by not quite a smile.
She might be the most gorgeous person Kara has ever seen, but. Nope. Doesn’t want to kiss her. Or anything else.
“Hey, Aslany. Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
Kara chews her lip. There’s a cloud in the sky that looks like a pyjack. “Are you ever gonna leave me?”
Aslany lolls her head to the side, the contentment replaced by the look she gives someone who asked a stupid question. “The day you tell me to go, I guess.”
“I’m never gonna say that.”
“Then I’m never leaving.”
Kara grins. “Good.”
Aslany nods in satisfaction before turning her attention back to the sky.
Alenko always makes things make sense. Aslany always makes things so simple.
“Ready to head back to the house?” Shepard asks.
Kara picks her head up. Alenko is still pinned beneath him and looks quite happy to be there.
“Dunno, you done sucking face yet?” Alenko gives her the finger, but he’s grinning.
Shepard considers her question. “For now.”
“Then yeah, I guess.” She gets to her feet and offers Aslany a hand to pull her up. They gather their towels and the bag Alenko always brings, because part of him will always be a medic prepared to take care of them when they’re far from home. Shepard starts talking about the B-movie he’s going to inflict upon them when they get home as they walk, Kaidan’s hand gripped firmly in his.
Kara falls into step beside Aslany, like always. But not like always, Aslany reaches out and laces their fingers. It’s awkward, like she doesn’t really know how to do it. Neither of them do, really, and that’s why it’s perfect. Kara beams. Aslany squeezes her hand, with a tiny, tentative smile.
Maybe from some angles, it does look like Alenko and Shepard. From others, it doesn’t. But whatever it is, it’s theirs. And it’s good. And it’s always.
It’s the always part she likes the most.
#mass effect#mshenko#kaidan alenko#otp: after all this time#my fic#opus!verse#kara pendergrass#muriel aslany#i have a lot of feelings about the yang crew post war#very ace feelings XD
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At some point this coming week I’ll start back up my Naruto readthrough here on Tumblr. Dunno if I’ll be able to port over any of the prior stuff from twitter but whatchagonnado
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jfc. a while ago i had a stomach infection and i went to my doctor and i didn’t know what was wrong, but i just asked her to please prescribe me some amoxicillin. she said that she couldn’t (bc why??) so instead she prescribed some other antibiotic medication that had a list of possible side effects as long as my forearm. most of the side effects were actually pretty severe and serious, but she was dead set against prescribing amoxicillin so i went with it. the one thing she said was, “listen odin, the side effect you’re most likely to have is strange weird dreams, and those can last anywhere from 4 to 6 months after you take the last pill in your regiment”
i was like lol wtf, but whatchagonnado when you need some immediate relief, right??
long story short, i took the pills she prescribed and they began to work almost immediately
but fam, the weird ass dreams !!!
i cannot even begin to tell you how weird they were
i usually dream about normal regular boring shit. you know, girls im currently crushing on (or ex girlfriends), being a superhero or being able to fly, the wellbeing or the death of loved ones, family squabbles, subconsciously working through problems at work … ya know, the usual boring mundane shit we all dream about
but man did these pills (clarithromycin?) really deliver on the “weird dreams” warning
i was dreaming crazy ass psychedelic shit like my feet being made out of cheese and/or bread(?!) or my ears emitting colorful huge balloons and people trying to put “sounds” in the balloons??
and the other day when i went to stay with my mom thru hurricane idalia, my mom woke me up in the middle of the night and i was literally screaming in my sleep!
i **know** that wasn’t a regular schmegular “nightmare” bc i don’t have nightmares (or at least, i haven’t had a real nightmare since my father died in my arms), and there was no feeling of fear or shock or anger that normally accompany nightmares
that weird shit ain’t my dreams
i’m certain it was the meds
like jfc, i’m only two months away from my last ingestion of those pills and i do not feel like another 2 - 4 months of this shit
i feel like i did drugs or shrooms or something
and this is coming from someone who has never done any drugs ever
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#FarmersCarry #WhatchaGonnaDo https://www.instagram.com/p/CpOD96PJ2On/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Often feeling like a failure for not being more productive with my art but then I remember I only have about 45 hours per week of good useful energy and I have a 40 hours day job + need to do basic maintenance chores (laundry, food & dishes management, taking showers etc.) so like. Whatchagonnado ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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the Eichlers fanbase name results r in!
my fans r officially IKESTERS™️ tbh pretty bummed its not IKEBEASTS but whatchagonnado ¯\(º_O)/¯
thanx for voting, ikesters :)
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