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dollyllama108 · 2 months
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New BG3 headcanon just dropped
Obviously Wyll needs to chill out with his like, morals and personal journey and stuff, so Astarion gifts him a pair of comfy camp pants
They just happen to have "BITCH" embroidered on the backside, oops, who would do that anyway he has no idea
Wyll starts unironically walking around Baldur's Gate in them in Chapter 3, because after all it has been established that they are legitimately comfy
Excuse me, Karlach also wants a pair
What's more insulting to a devil, to be killed by two geared-up level 16 adventurers, or two besties on vacay wearing matching tacky camp pants?
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purble-gaymer · 1 year
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how many children can one man have
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cricketnationrise · 1 month
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writing patterns baybee
rules: list the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern
thanks for the tags @kiwiana-writes, @cha-melodius, @doggernaut, and @montrealmadison! since i've been posting mostly ficlet fest fills you're getting some bonus fun: 6 most recent ficlets and 6 most recent non-ficlet fest fics. lets see whats up with my writing below the cut y'all 💜🦗
8:30pm, the brownstone: “…then the donor said something about riding ‘requiring the right equipment,’” Henry giggles, warm from the bottle of wine they’re splitting.
8:00pm, red room: Alex might legitimately be going insane — it’s the most likely explanation for how fucking good it feels to be making out with Henry.
9:42pm, nyu apartment: If you’d told Alex ten years ago that he’d love being pinned to his own couch and kissed to within an inch of his life by Henry fucking Fox, he’d have laughed in your face.
2:19am, alex's apartment: HRH Prince Dickhead 💩: Are you awake?
1:30pm, nyc panadería: Don Paco López, Panadería, established 1991, in the heart of Brooklyn, New York, smells absolutely fucking amazing.
3:47pm, lake lbj: It’s a special kind of surreal seeing both his kids in love.
~~~ Set in Platinum: DrWhomst: *Rafiki voice* IT IS TIME
NFWMB: “Yes, I understand that, but unfortunately it was your less-than-well-moderated website that locked Henry out from submitting his roommate request until after the deadline in the first place.”
the super sick(s): Bea will take the knowledge that she was the one that brought the cold to the Super Six to her bloody grave.
so, kiss me: “Dude, you’re on the Kiss Cam.”
burning brightly through the night: Jon fervently wishes he had any words to offer Alanna as they approach the Great Throne Room.
Downburst: “Alex! Alex, over here!”
~~~ SO. Some patterns: 4/12 are dialogue 2/12 are texts/chat log 4/12 have italics (honestly lower than i thought) 6/12 feature some introspection 7/12 you can tell who's POV it is immediately
idk it's interesting that they aren't more uniform--apparently i like to mix things up!
tagging: @the-lincyclopedia, @missanniewhimsy, @xthelastknownsurvivorx, @firenati0n, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @dumbpeachjuice, @smc-27, and @leaves-of-laurelin, as well as anyone who hasn't done this yet and wants to play! 💜🦗
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aristocratic-otter · 21 days
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Stars, Flowers, and Children
A new SnowBaz fanfic by Aristocratic_Otter
A few weeks ago, I posted here that I had two stories in equal stages of completeness (aka, more than half done) and asked for opinions on which I should post first. The winner, by one vote, was TikTok dancer. Except, in the weeks since then, I've decided that the beginning of Tiktok Dancer is not necessarily complete, so sorry to those who voted for it! The first twelve chapters of this story are not going to be changed, so you get this one. I'm pretty proud of it, and I hope you all like it too!
Summary:
To Simon, Baz is a stuck up brat he has to put up with in between his duties as cabin boy on the HMS Watford. To Baz, Simon is the chavvy, illiterate savage of a boy who won't bow and scrape the way he's supposed to. Marooned together because of a disaster at sea, they'll have to come together as allies in order to survive. But they're destined to become so much more than that.
Chapter 1: The Cabin Boy and the Aristocrat's Son
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“Three things remain with us from paradise: stars, flowers and children.”
— Dante Alighieri
Part 1: The Storm in the Caribbean (West Indies)
Chapter 1: The Cabin Boy and the Aristocrat’s Son
Simon
The sky is a perfect blue, the breeze is licking against my cheeks like a happy dog, and Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch is the biggest arsehole on all of the seven seas.
You’d think he was five years older than me, the way he acts, not a measly few months. He’s standing across from me, frowning fiercely as I take my time thinking through the order he’s just given me.
“Show me the cargo hold, cabin boy!”
The command, coming as it was in the high voice and posh accent of the SS Watford’s most obnoxious passenger, caught me by surprise. Tyrannus Basilton, or Baz, as I’ve heard his mother calling him, has ignored me for the most part, since we set sail from the port of Southampton. When he’s come across me in his explorations of the ship, he doesn’t say anything, he just stares at me like I’m something particularly foul that he’s just stepped in.
I hate him.
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albatris · 9 months
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I'm going to make a discord server for Friends
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yuriprince · 6 months
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i should queue some cloud posts
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pyroreadscomics · 7 months
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I've finally reached No Man's Land in my Catwoman read through and...
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itsachocolateslife · 9 months
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just realized we are not seeing ranpo again for a LONG time from now on 🥲
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skipppppy · 1 month
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“You shouldn’t self-ID as ADHD/autistic, you’re turning a very real mental condition into a trend” Ok then stop saying delulu. Stop speculating on which cluster C personality disorder the criminals you hear about on the news have. Stop saying “schizoposting” and “acoustic” and “is it restarted?” Stop using “psycopath” and “sociopath” as catch-all ways of calling someone a bad person. Stop saying “the intrusive thoughts won” when you bleach your hair and then turn your nose up at people who suffer from very real, very scary urges of physical/sexual violence. Stop saying “I’m so OCD” as a way of calling yourself neat. Stop treating BPD/ASPD/Bipolar as inherently abusive. Stop saying “OP I am living in your walls” without tagging for unreality. Stop diagnosing complete strangers you’ve never met on r/AITA with NPD.
You first. If you don’t want our disabilities to be treated like trends then stop belittling and minimising them. I’ll NEVER judge a person for trying find labels for their symptoms when an apathetic, racist, sexist, ableist healthcare system refuses to. But I will absolutely judge a hypocrite. Which a lot of you are
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antlerlad · 24 days
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happy tdov my loves. don't let anyone else define your transness for you.
help trans women evacuate gaza
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opt1gan · 5 months
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:)
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happyheidi · 8 months
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𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍
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temporalteardrop · 3 months
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bass makes a dollar. i make a dime. that's why i think about lesbian sex on company time
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stonelions · 1 year
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he thinks he's being so smooth with his little face on my leg. i SEE you, villain
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crabussy · 1 year
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hey. don’t cry. crush four cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and pasta of your choice ok?
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thoodleoo · 3 months
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it's me boy, the medieval scribe speaking to you inside your brain. listen to me boy. draw in the margins of your notes instead of paying attention
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