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tonystarktogo · 6 months
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PLEASE continue As Subtle As Cognitive Recalibration. I’m missing 2012 avengers with 2023 shenanigans so bad
Natasha would like to say that she notices something is off immediately—and if anyone asks that is what she will claim and good luck trying to prove otherwise—but the truth is it’s not until a good five minutes after Clint has woken up, heavily concussed and beat up but himself, in the back of their not-quite-stolen getaway car that she realizes it.
Which is a solid two hours after Stark catches on. Stark.
Granted, Natasha has had other things on her mind. Like the alien capable of mind-control getting a hold of the one person she might actually one day admit to count as a real friend without lying, should the stars align and the confession suit her purpose. Or the invading army that followed on said alien’s heels.
But that is no excuse to discard the many, many inconsistencies she’s observed but ignored or brushed off instead of questioned like her instincts have insisted with increasing alarm ever since she has watched Rogers and Banner hover over Stark like he might disappear the second they take their eyes off of him.
There’d been speculation in Rogers file that he might be positively inclined towards Stark on the grounds of his familiarity with Howard Stark but even if SHIELD’s attempt to discourage a connection with such a volatile asset had failed that still wouldn’t explain the depth of Roger’s emotional reaction to Stark.
Don’t even get her started on Banner.
Stark stands for everything Bruce Banner has done his best to avoid since he got his monstrous green personality addition. The way he has actively sought Tony Stark at his most sarcastic out makes no sense whatsoever. Nor does the tension between Banner and Rogers, that screams of frustration born out of long-held disagreements stretched out over years, not a twenty minutes long acquaintance.
And all that doesn’t touch on the fact that the Asgardian crown prince Thor has treated all of them—Stark and Natasha included—like long lost friends.
Not just in the way he’s greeted Stark with an actual hug either. Big, boisterous statements are easier to fake, though what aim such a pretense would serve Natasha doesn’t know, but it’s the little things that made her pause, almost succeeded in distracting her from her primary goal of getting Clint back.
The loaded glances. The unfinished sentences that were understood nonetheless. They way they stepped into formation reflexively the moment the explosion shook the helicarrier, like they knew where everyone else would stand. Like they’d been in that position before.
She set it aside because she needed to focus on Clint. So that is what she did.
Natasha doesn’t regret that because Clint needed her and now he’s alright. Bloodied and fucked-up but himself.
But she does regret letting all those hints go, just a little, because Clint may be himself but it only takes her five minutes in his company to know for sure that he’s not the same.
He tackles her in a hug that almost gets them killed the moment he regains consciousness—which is actually the most in-character thing she has seen him do so far—but he doesn’t tap their agreed upon all-clear signal out against her shoulder. He doesn’t flinch or tense when he catches sight of Loki—and yeah, the guy might be a victim too, but how would Clint know that? And even if he does, that still doesn’t mean no reaction to his presence at all.
Most damning though is that moment in Stark’s elevator, just before the doors open and they step out onto the roof and it’s a lightening quick motion someone else might have missed but Natasha is watching for it and she knows exactly what she’s seeing. Mere seconds before stepping into a potentially life-threatening situation, Clint doesn’t look to her. Instead his gaze flicks to Rogers, to Banner, to Thor, and he takes his cue from them.
He’s subtle about it and he does clock her and Stark too, as is only expected, but that first reflex doesn’t lie.
So while it might have taken Natasha longer to catch on than she’d prefer, she knows. The question now is what she’s going to do with that knowledge.
Natasha leans back in her seat, a position that reinforces the relaxed air she’s been so carefully feigning ever since they’ve stepped into this slightly run-down local restaurant whose staff has been handling their unexpected and strange customers surprisingly well so far, lets her gaze roam over their curious group—takes in the way Thor pushes more food onto Loki’s plate every time their wannabe conqueror finishes, how Clint keeps shooting looks at her, not so much like he’s trying to communicate and more like he’s checking if she’s still there, while Rogers and Banner throw unexpectedly cutting barbs at each other when they aren’t trying to pull Stark into a conversation—and does what she does best: she plots.
Let's be real, nothing good can come from this.
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petroltogo · 6 months
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I’ve posted chapter 14 of [this could’ve been] a villain’s grand master plan, so the fifth part of the flip a coin ‘verse is now complete.
Still can’t quite believe it’s over but luckily the plot demands that I write at least one more part that will conclude the story arc that I started with [this could’ve been] a villain’s origin story. For now though I hope you enjoy the current part. And if you have any thoughts, ideas or questions, let me know. I love rambling about this ‘verse :)
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rere-the-writer · 2 years
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You know, I often wonder if we didn't get the shit show that was season 5 of the Originals. If Elijah would just wake up one morning and decide to not get up to be the voice of reason. Like Klaus is yelling at Hope and Kol cause they pranked them, Finn trying to make sure Freya isn't burning down the kitchen. Rebekah and Hayley just causing general mayhem.
And Marcel is trying to get Elijah out of bed because New Orleans is under threat of burning down again due to all of the chaos. Gia gets sent in by Marcel to try only to be pulled into Elijah's arms and now stays.
Just imagine all of the chaos that would happen, both Finn and Freya are trying to clean up everything trying to understand how does Elijah do it. Just thoughts I have.
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words-and-coffee · 7 months
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Alice Te Punga Somerville, Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised - Kupu rere kē
[ID: A poem titled: Kupu rere kē. [in italics] My friend was advised to italicise all the foreign words in her poems. This advice came from a well-meaning woman with NZ poetry on her business card and an English accent in her mouth. I have been thinking about this advice. The convention of italicising words from other languages clarifies that some words are imported: it ensures readers can tell the difference between a foreign language and the language of home. I have been thinking about this advice. Marking the foreign words is also a kindness: every potential reader is reassured that although you're expected to understand the rest of the text, it's fine to consult a dictionary or native speaker for help with the italics. I have been thinking about this advice. Because I am a contrary person, at first I was outraged — but after a while I could see she had a point: when the foreign words are camouflaged in plain type you can forget how they came to be there, out of place, in the first place. I have been thinking about this advice and I have decided to follow it. Now all of my readers will be able to remember which words truly belong in -[end italics]- Aotearoa -[italics]- and which do not.
Next image is the futurama meme: to shreds you say...]
(Image ID by @bisexualshakespeare)
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"My friend was advised to italicise all the foreign words in her poems."
Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!
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wordswithloveee · 7 months
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Different people have different thoughts
Height differences about a foot above
And all the other poets in the world
Write like they would like to be heard
With a message and a confession
But what have I written — what do I write?
I write lyrics with empty melodies
I write myself into a tragedy
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ofmdtereomaori · 10 months
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I'm begging you, please stop italicising te reo Māori words in your fics.
There's a really excellent article by Khairani Barokka on why italicising non-English words in general is not a great idea. (tl;dr: it's very othering)
For te reo there's an additional reason, which is that most of us in Aotearoa stopped italicising te reo decades ago and now when we see it it looks fucking weird. It feels like you're holding the word with tongs; like you're saying "hey I found this weird foreign word and I don't really know what to do with it!"
Which is a pity, because there's some really good fics out there exploring Ed's Māori identity, and the italicising makes them look less good than they are. (I'm planning a specific recs post, but want it to be 100% positive, also there's stuff I haven't read yet.)
I don't want this to be a call out post, because I hate that shit, and I know that everyone's coming from a good place. If you've been italicising te reo words, you're probably doing what you were taught was the right thing, and I genuinely don't want you to feel bad about it. This is just a learning experience; go forth and use italics as they should be used in fan fiction:
"Oh. Oh."
PS I can't write about italicisation and te reo without mentioning the brilliant Alice Te Punga Somerville and the especially her poem Kupu rere kē.
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alarmalade · 7 months
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"Kupu rere kē" by Alice Te Punga Somerville
from Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised
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Writeblr Re(rere)intro that's a year late!
Hi! I'm Pax, and I write Big Books that keep getting darker and darker in subject matter 🎉🎉
Basics about me:
he/him or they/them, Mid 20s
Favorite genres: Fantasy, SciFi, Horror, Mystery
Favorite authors: N. K. Jemisin, Tamsyn Muir, Brandon Sanderson, Pierce Brown, Samantha Shannon
Other things I do: Digital art (including commissions!), Twitch streams (usually art or writing sprints, occasionally video games), digital art assets and fonts (PWYW on Ko-Fi!)
Basics about my WIPs:
THE MILLENNIUM SAGA
High fantasy/Steampunk epic, 8 books planned. Book one: Firebreathers (160k words; ~700 pages) Book two: Echoseers (148k words; ~600 pages) Book three: Goddess-Touched (15k as of posting; 3rd attempt at drafting) First person, Multi POV What starts as a simple rebellion against their local Citylord becomes a flight - and fight - for their lives, as Ember Timber, their family, and their newfound friends are forced to flee overseas from the vengeful general who will stop at nothing to earn her Eternal King's favor, and will in fact relish hunting her own son and grandchildren for sport. But along the way, the crew learns that the Eternal King's immortality was not granted in return for his success as the Chosen One long ago, as they have always been told - and the sacrifice for such a thing is not only paid dearly in blood, but on its way to being repeated.
WHISPERS
Dark fantasy Noir. Currently with beta readers. 172k words; ~750 pages. First person, Dual POV. Set in the same world as Millennium Saga, ~5 years after the series concludes. Marika Swiftfoot owes her life to the Shadow of Fowden, the sorceress leader of a terroristic crime syndicate based in the north pole. When the man she once loved finally comes to collect on that life debt ten years later, she plans to kill him the moment it's safe. Too soon, after all, and everyone else she's ever loved will join him beyond the Veil. But hate isn't the only feeling that lingers between them, and when they're offered another way out of their debts, the lives of a few innocents looks like a bargain compared to the life of cruelty ahead of them. Lorelei has been hunting the Shadow for twenty years, and looking for the sister who disappeared for thirty. And here, names are legacies: she wants to earn Hopebringer before her legs give out for good, to erase the stain her father's name has left with Vowbreaker. And for that, she sees one way forward: she must never break her vows, no matter how small. The Shadow must die, and the Whispers with her. Her sister must be found, even if all that's left to find is a story. She must find answers for every case she takes on, even if she doesn't know so much as the name of the man who's gone missing.
THE LOST
Space opera webcomic. First scene fully illustrated; will release once the first chapter is complete, a week after Patrons receive the final scene. In the far reaches of space, the term "Media Empire" is quite literal; the Watchers have extended their influence throughout their galaxy filament with the help of their beloved Coliseum, and the Champion therein. After all, having a shapeshifter capable of replicating anything leads to some gruesome, spectacular fights, made all the more heartrending when they are the last of their kind, trapped in the ship molded from their kin's corpse. But while the Watchers have total control over what happens in the pit, they cannot predict the audience. And they certainly cannot predict the malfunctioning psychic implant of an assassin in the front row, and the loss of both opponents and a long-time prisoner of war to the escape.
I also post art of all of these semi-regularly, including in-progress stuff, as well as excerpts and rambling braindumps!! I'm also a huge worldbuilding nerd, so if you ever want to learn more about the worlds I'm writing, don't be afraid to ask!! I love talking about them :D
Boosts are appreciated <3 tell me about your own WIPs in the tags/replies/wherever!! I love learning about what people are working on!
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sour-ggrapess · 1 year
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Your writing is so good, thank you for sharing it with us :)) I’d like to request a drabble with step daddy or just mean ceo Jin where he’s already married. The premise is Jin and the reader are having freaky nasty sex and he’s being reckless cumming inside her, they’re just both being stupid but it’s hot
kook-net answered:
DADDYS GIRL
seokjin x fem! reader
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A/N: I was doing a Jin one but then got this request so i shall serve this masterpiece as requested.
I DELETED IT AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
Summary: step-daddy fills you up good tonight
warnings: Cheating, daddy kink, size kink, belly bulge, degrading kink, impregnation kink, impregnation.
RERE WAS LISTENING TO; that way by lil uzi vert💫
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“F-fuck daddy don’t stopp” you moaned loudly as he rammed his cock in you, you could feel his tip hitting your cervix. “Shush baby you don’t want mommy to hear now do you?” You nod ur head signaling no “use ur words, cockslut” “n-no daddy, no”. “How would mommy feel huh? How would she feel that you betrayed her and fucked her husband? Huh? You could feel ur legs getting weaker, shaking and closing as he kept slamming his cock into your cervix or even deeper because you could feel him and see all the way in your stomach.
You were instantly in love with him because he was the man you so desperately needed in your life due to the lack of good men in your life. He was your ideal man, tall, older, sexy, responsible and just everything your life needed. Jin felt it was wrong to do this but he felt you loved him and deeded him deeply and he was nothing but right.
Jins thrusts got even sloppier and harder making the feeling come back, back arching off the bed and you face now buried in the pillow behind you catching you sweat and tears. Your cum spilling out on his cock as you let out a muffled moan. The sight of your fucked out little body underneath him makes him weak. His thrust sloppier as he looks at your pretty tits bounce under him. "Im gonna fill you all up with my baby's" jin growled as he bit his lip. Moans escaping your mouth left and right as his words make your walls clench around his cock.
Sweat dripping down his forehead as his mind is full of thoughts of you and him raising a family and leaving your mom to rot as he shoots a big load in you. Your eyes rolled back in your head as his semen runs into your uterus. You didn't give a fuck about pregnancy right now but jin sure did as he stuffed his cum back into you with his fingers after he pulled out.
"Good girl" he praised you as he kissed your forehead and laid back on the bed beside you.
"JIN, WHERE IS THE SUGAR!?" your moms voice traveled through the house as her foot steps were heard coming closer to the door.
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tonystarktogo · 2 years
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I'm gonna go with a small fluffy ask. Tony Stark wearing pink bunny slippers. And why not holding a stuffed animals as warm bottle (*whispers* I have a fox and a racoon). I mean... Isn't it fucking adorable, cute and soft? Now, if you have to put in a relationship, maybe some winterironwidow ? Or ironwidow brotp, winteriron... well, you know me 8D. Thank you for everything and have all the best for those holidays! Best wishes!
The thing is, when Bucky bought the slippers, he didn't really consider that they're bright pink, have huge, cartoonish eyes painted on and little, flappy bunny ears.
He just... thought they looked soft. And they are.
(They're so soft, Bucky spends twenty minutes just standing in the middle of the store, petting the bunny ears. And when an attendant comes up to him and hesitantly asks if he needs help, Bucky just blurts out "I take them" and that's that.)
And look, it's not that Bucky didn't want to keep them because the slippers are the softest thing he's ever touched and he loves them. He'd totally keep them. But he's been out shopping for a reason and that reason was Tony.
Tony whom Bucky needs to get a Secret Santa gift for. Tony who has pretty much everything and can buy even more.
Tony who deserves soft things.
So Bucky gave him the slippers. (The were the wrong size for him to wear anyway.) And he didn't realize how they would look to others until everyone opened their present and Clint cracked up so hard, he almost fell off the chair.
(Until Natasha stretched and accidentally kicked him out of it.)
And well.
It was too late to take them back so Bucky didn't. He just... didn't look Tony in the eye and pretty much got out of the common room as fast as possible. Without making Steve worry, that is.
With any luck, Tony would put the slippers away on some forgotten shelf and no one would ever mention them again. Then maybe the urge to bang his head against the wall -- or steal the slippers back -- would fade.
It hasn't so far but Bucky's trying to adopt a more optimistic outlook on life.
And if the eggs he's serving Clint are ice cold, that's certainly a coincidence. Bucky would never be that petty.
It's very gratifying to watch him choke on the first bite though.
Although when Bucky turns around, he realizes that may have less to do with the eggs and more to do with Tony. Who has just strolled into the common area, dressed in a greasy t-shirt, sweatpants and the pink, fluffy bunny slippers, looking utterly unconcerned by his team mate's gasps for air.
"You're wearing them?" Bucky doesn't mean to ask -- doesn't mean to make it sound like an accusation -- but the words don't ask for permission. They just... streamroll right ahead.
"Yes?" Tony blinks up at him, a little confused. "They're comfortable and pretty. Why wouldn't I? And before you ask, Barton: no, I don't share."
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petroltogo · 9 months
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Aaand the next chapter is ready:
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rere-the-writer · 1 year
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Hey guys.....I am taking a few days off. My cat had suddenly passed last night and I just need time away to morn. I apologize if you sent a request in.....I just can't right now.
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words-and-coffee · 7 months
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Kupu rere kē My friend was advised to italicise all the foreign words in her poems. This advice came from a well-meaning woman with NZ poetry on her business card and an English accent in her mouth. I have been thinking about this advice. The convention of italicising words from other languages clarifies that some words are imported: it ensures readers can tell the difference between a foreign language and the language of home. I have been thinking about this advice. Marking the foreign words is also a kindness: every potential reader is reassured that although you’re expected to understand the rest of the text, it’s fine to consult a dictionary or native speaker for help with the italics. I have been thinking about this advice. Because I am a contrary person, at first I was outraged — but after a while I could see she had a point: when the foreign words are camouflaged in plain type you can forget how they came to be there, out of place, in the first place. I have been thinking about this advice and I have decided to follow it. Now all of my readers will be able to remember which words truly belong in Aotearoa and which do not.
Alice Te Punga Somerville, Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised - Kupu rere kē
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wholoveseggs · 5 months
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♡ One hundred followers ♡
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First off, What. The. Fuck. Second, Oh. my. god. Third, ♡♡Thank You ♡♡
I started posting my fics *checks calendar* November 14th, and the response has been nothing short of amazing. Seriously, this is such a passion for me, and it's incredibly gratifying to see how many people enjoy it.
♡ A special shout-out to @amournoir for reaching out via direct message on, like, day two of my posting. Your kindness and wonderful feedback mean the world to me. ♡
♡ As well as @perseephoneee for being the first one to send me a request. {I'm writing something for Kol, I promise} And thanks for saying I'm one of your favorite Elijah writers—it warms my heart! ♡
♡ @majesticcmey for commenting "more more more!!!" on Warmth. It was the first piece of writing I have ever put out, I posted it, went to bed and panicked about it, then woke up the next day and to see that comment, and I'll never forget it. ♡
♡ Same goes for @gorgeouslydangerous, a fellow Elijah lover, whose comments always make me smile. ♡
♡ Also Hiiiiii to @klausysworld @spnandtvdudeservedbetter @rere-the-writer I'm a massive fan of your fics, and when you liked my posts, I melted into the floor a little. ♡
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♡♡ As a token of my gratitude I will be writing some hopefully short smutty little one-shots for Klaus, Kol, Marcel and Elijah ♡♡ ~Coming out sometime this week~
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♡ THANK YOU SO MUCH ♡
♡ I LOVE YOU ALL ♡
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