#i'm lucky

[shinakazami1]

Nobody is gonna read this prob but I today wrote some The Beginner's Guide snippets to kinda try to see if I like this style for a fanfic I plan

Short one here, more under the cut:

In a way, he knew what he was doing. Deep down, not even he could hide that his intentions were not just a pure concern and worry. But, just like the Coda he made in his mind, he himself had nobody to look for help for.

Maybe that's why, in the room full of people he knew and kept saying he loved and cared for, he couldn't bring himself to say a single word. Because the moment the eyes looked at him again, he knew he had to keep the act going.

'But there is no act. It's just me.'

It's just me and my depressed friend's games.

And I'll get him out.

Because nobody else will do that for him.

---

Davey stared at the wall and listened to the clock ticking. It seemed the mechanism was not a typical one - there seemed to be a small delay, making the rhytm uneven. Pam, pampam, pam... it did match his breathing pattern. In, hold for a second, out and quickly in again. Or maybe, he matched the mechanism.

It was hard to tell what inspired what at this point. Everything blended into one shape, no matter what creator of either intended.

Everything had a purpose in a way that maybe nobody even desired.

But that would be sad, wouldn't it be? For your work to grow up from the idea into a grotesque fleshened out monster of what it was supposed to be?

Was it what it was to be a creator? A loving embrace of a child you'd never be able to look at, that will never grow up to an image of itself that it was never supposed to really reach.

He didn't notice that he stopped breathing until he coughed out.

It was four pm. He still had three hours left.

And it felt like waiting for the guillotine to fall. For the choir to stop singing, for the last scene, when the director would say, cut.

Was he cut out for all this? He didn't know and he didn't dare to question it. He knew that from some spirals, he couldn't get out.

So how did Coda do it? How did he just, leave his creations, to die, to never be appreciated and seen? To be able to tell others of what it was supposed to be?

Why couldn't he consider the feelings of his creation?

Why couldn't he appreciate the code?

And why did he invite Davey over, for the first time?

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20092311_230320.mp4

"I still don't get it. It's supposed to be a self expression but why would you self insert in a way that's supposed to be accessible, supposed to be PLAYED if you don't give it to others? Video games show a story in many ways. Sound, sight and most importantly - interactibility. So what's the point of a language when you keep it to yourself? We would not go far enough if-"

Hearing some knocking on the door make him pause the recording. He hated that - he typically picked an hour when others were away just so he could have a moment of peace to write everything down with his voice.

Davey sighed and turned around, asking his brother to come on in.

Whatever was the topic of the conversation was probably not important, as Davey didn't mention it in the recording at all.

The last time he mentioned anything beside game making was around a year before.

The game jam wasn't a start - it was only an aftereffect.

Just as what was going to come next.

---

"(...) It's Friday already. And I still have 23 more games to check. He had to hide an easter egg somewhere, right? It's not just a hundred of copies of the same room. He always shows some nuiance in routine, in the whole madness.

It's... 2:33 now. I have to wake up in 4 hours.

But I won't be able to fall asleep until I find the key.

The puzzle IS here. It's in here, somewhere, and I am probably not seeing it correctly.

Ok. Just, maybe five more games. And I'll try to look through the code.

Davey, out."

20091301_052330.mp4

"It's me again. I don't know what I am missing. Probably some coffee. Just two games left, it's probably in there.

I'll take my laptop with me to work. They shouldn't mind, I did stuff like this before, I'll just pretend it's work related.

I'll crack the code until midnight. And I'll show him I've done my job correctly.

Now, I have to pack and hope the vending machine works.

Davey, out."

---

"Consumption is for consumers, not for the actual food enjoyers. But the enjoyers only are up their own theories of what the flavours really represent."

"But we're talking about game develo-"

"Which one are you? Do you enjoy food?"

Davey was not prepared to be put on a spot. Coda rarely asked him anything, or even said hi back - so, such forward question was not typical.

He wasn't dumb - he knew it was all a metaphor. And he wanted to just start his point showing that it isn't a perfect one. Now, he only had one true option to choose from because there would be no resets.

Or so he thought.

He heard a sigh and looked up at Coda as the man already turned his back.

"It was an illusions of a choice."

One that Davey once again couldn't make.

---

#The beginners guide #The Beginner's Guide #Coda #Davey #Davey Wreden #Writing #Fanfiction #My writing #Tbg #Ngl I feel way happier when someone comments on my writing than on my drawings ajshsh #Cus i feel it needs more brain power but alas #If this gets read by one person #I'm lucky #Skhshs

[onihcinimkcin]

#joan armatrading #i'm lucky

[lady-potato-ninja]

Ouf today has the worst weather :( and I missed my bus :( I feel like a wet kitten

#fortunately my gf is already making it better 🥺 she's making grilles cheese for us #I'm lucky

[soaps-mohawk]

i just saw the list the ingredients u couldn’t be without or whatever it was and cilantro is on ur list

u dont have the cilantro soap gene?? i do it kills me so much literally anything i eat that has cilantro has such an overpowering soap taste and it ruins it all for me😭😭😭

-📿

Nope!!! I freaking love cilantro!! Tastes so good to me. I put it in everything that I can lol.

#i'm lucky #answered

[bryancba55]

i'm lucky

#i'm lucky #march 2024 #march 20th 2024

[thebooktopus]

for the @drarrymicrofic prompt "I'm Lucky" (M, 350 words)

Being the Master of Death came with an especially peculiar side effect. Harry had become, for lack of a better term, really fucking lucky.

As he strolled Diagon Alley, Galleons glimmered on the sidewalk.

Over the din of the crowd on pub night, Madame Rosmerta announced him as the winner of a year’s worth of free drinks.

He lost his money pouch one night and thought the streak was broken, only to have it returned by a handsome Frenchman named Jean-Luc who made him see stars. Three times.

A visit to Eeylops turned into a tearful reunion with Hedwig, who had been found over a year ago with a broken wing and rehabilitated. “I’m sorry for making you wait,” Harry choked out as she nipped at his finger.

Who needed Felix Felices?

–

But Harry’s luck came with consequences. His friends refused to play Quidditch with him. “It’s no fun when you find the Snitch within 10 minutes every time, Harry,” Ginny had apologised before launching herself skyward.

Creeps came out of the woodwork, asking for “a little advice” on that afternoon’s Puddlemere game. 

Ron’s jealousy was worse than ever, even as Harry plied him with free broomsticks, free box seats, free dinners.

He had the Black fortunes at his fingertips, but missed Sirius with every inch of his being.

And the intuition that drove his luck, putting him in the right place at the right time every moment of every day? It kept forcing Draco Malfoy into his path. It didn’t stop Draco from sneering at him, lashing out and causing a scene, spitting Potter like an obscenity.

It didn’t stop the two of them from getting trapped at Grimmauld Place, the house holding them hostage. It didn’t stop Hermione from recognising their entrapment as ancient sentient house magic, with irreversible sexual requirements. It didn’t stop Harry from stumbling into a freshly-showered Draco in the narrow, dim hallway, clutching a small towel around his waist.

But as he blinked sleep from his eyes the next morning, greeted by soft sunlight that highlighted Draco’s freckles, Harry whispered to himself, “Lucky me."

<<previous microfic>>

#booktopus writes #drarry microfic #drarry #i'm lucky #drarry fic #master of death

[nanachiita]

it's so strange when someone likes the thing in me that everyone else hates in me.

"I love that she are so obsessed with everything" - when I read this I felt about to cry because the peoples sometimes abused me because of this. like they're nervous when I live in my dreamworld with hard adhd and obsessing anime or kpop or something else. I forget everything and it's hard for me to pay attention when people talk to me.

and she loves this in me.

when someone leave me because I live in my own strange dreamworld and that person think this is sick and after this she said like this... melted my heart.

i always think realtionships or friendships it does not exist without acceptance, but the peoples don't like when someome is different - silly and goofy(?) - from them so I tried to to behave according to their expectations. that was hard. when you are want to dance or sing or laugh or scream with happiness or give everyone a big hug but you can't do it because they gave you only side eye with "why are you act like this? you're crazy?"

but when I with her I just being myself. and she love it. this... this is beautiful thing, right? yes. absolutely.

I'm lucky with her.

AND I WANT TO GIVE EVERYONE A BIG HUG.

I HUG YOU IF YOU READ THIS, HAVE A NICE AND WONDERFUL DAY AND I HOPE YOU FEEL MY WARM HUG.

I hope you're as happy as I am.

I love you and you should live for life that you want.

💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

#sorry for my english #my english is bad #love #relationship #she loves me #i'm lucky #girls love #happy days #i love her #i love life #life is beautiful

[teledyn]

TALENT VERSUS LUCK: THE ROLE OF RANDOMNESS IN SUCCESS AND FAILURE | Advances in Complex Systems

https://archive.ph/2022.11.09-034520/https://www.worldscientific.com/doi/abs/10.1142/S0219525918500145

"Sometimes, we are willing to admit that a certain degree of luck could also play a role in achieving significant success. But, as a matter of fact, it is rather common to underestimate the importance of external forces in individual successful stories."

#i'm lucky #you're lucky #we're all LUCKY #if only we were among friends #or sane people…

[starlight-hope]

I'm F2P and I was checking my luck on Star Rail Station and...

I'M ONE OF THE TOP 0.1% WHAT THE HELL??!

Beat that lol

There are all my charecters btw

Good luck on your pulls!! ^_^

#honkai star rail #star rail #i'm lucky #f2p #how am i so lucky #0.1% #Seele #jing yuan #silver wolf #luocha #8 5star charecters in total

[ailelie]

#me #selfie #just because #I'm lucky #i generally like my appearance #i love the sound of my voice #i like being alone with myself

[2offayyo-kzt]

@godfuckingnamehelp continues to create memes for me to wish me a good night, except that now they decided to make GIF so it has reached another level 🤣🤣

#I'm lucky #kztpost

[accidentallyatekneecaps]

Guys look at what I got from the project sekai anniversary

#i'm lucky #project sekai

[misespinas]

Things about my boyfriend I enjoy:

He's funny and smart and always calls me beautiful/pretty/cute

He's really fucking cute

When I cut my hair short he said it's his favorite style on me and kept playing with it

He dresses really well and uses a bunch of different colors (he does not own any sweatpants)

He watched Brokeback Mountain with me on Valentine's day last year

He calls me when I'm on my way home at night to make sure I'm safe

He lays his head in my lap/on my shoulder when he's tired even when we're with his friends

When I ask for help with my homework or practicing Spanish he always does

He has never said anything bad about his mother the entire time we've dated

When I complain about the men that are creepy, weird, and/or predatory, he never takes offense or tries to assure me he's not like that

We've dated for 3 years and we never had sex because he knows I'm not ready for it, he has never once tried to talk me into it or convince me to

I talk about the men in my life I'm afraid of, hate, or uncomfortable around most the time. But there are men in my life I am best friends with, like my boyfriend

#feminism #relationships #straight relationships #wlm #bisexual #radical feminism #radfem #liberal feminism #libfem #feminist theory #intersectionality #intersectional feminism #gender roles #relationship #romantic relationships #romance #in love #I'm lucky #he's the sweetest #he's lucky too #because I'm so sexy

[justali-anne]

I have a question.

Autistic people (and neurodivergent people in general) are expected to mask their symptoms and fake being neurotypical so the NTs can feel more comfortable.

So how come NTs don't have to? Think about it. NTs don't understand ND people? Well, guess what? NDs don't get you either!

You want us to chance for your convenience. Well, you know what? I say YOU change for our convenience!

See how you like that! NTs!

Stop it! Stop being neurotypical right now! And for once try to act like us. Mask your neurotypical symptoms! Start being neurodivergent, gosh!

#not undertale related #autism acceptence month #actually autistic #satire #i'm lucky enough to be surrounded by people i don't need to mask around for the most part #in fact i didn't learn that masking was a thing until much later and by then my friends had already accepted me #here's the thing though #I'M LUCKY #so many autistic people aren't #you're stressed around them? well they're stressed around you #for the nts that do try to understand and care i appreciate your efforts #never stop trying to accept and include nds in every setting #in this diverse world there's really no need for a system of exclusion #so let's get on it!

[duncan-vizla-honeybee]

My mom gave me a knife that belonged to my stepfather who died a year ago. So I decided to carry it with me as my lucky charm. I promise, I won't stab anyone... :D

#Present #My mom #Knife #I'm lucky #Pretty memory of my dear stepdad Jarda

[celinou]

I’m crying. I woke up this morning to the sweetest comments on AO3 my heart is full of joy and I’m just sobbing with a stupid grin on my face. Never would I ever thought I would be praised for my writing and yet, here I am, having people tell me they are waiting for the next chapter, that the fic is their favorite. How???? It fills my heart with warmth. Honestly, if I could go back in time and tell my past self to be patient and to just continue. There will be a time for happiness and validation.

#I'm lucky #and feel so grateful for the support #it's been a wonderful journey so far #can you imagine? people read my story!!! #It's wild to me!!