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supervisormeero · 9 months
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Not me outlining a Syril x Dedra gothic romance AU while having no experience with writing period dialogue or historical fiction
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acepalindrome · 9 months
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My toxic trait is when I catch a shiny pokemon, I immediately need the entire evolutionary line shiny. In color appropriate pokeballs, often apricorn balls, because I need to make this as hard for me as possible.
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tiger-moran · 4 months
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One problem with seriously considering writing a longer modern AU fic involving Moran is I don't understand any of this British army stuff, like what sort of age roughly people would attain certain ranks and what would get you chucked out the army without it being some sort of major crime that would see you thrown in prison for years. Nothing I can find gives you straight answers about any of this and most of what comes up in searches is not even about the British army it's referring to the US army or else you get these pages using dry as fuck technical and legal terminology that is totally incomprehensible to me. (And dishonourable discharge, is that even a thing in the British army? You find people saying it isn't and others saying yes it is)
In the Victorian era you can just fudge a lot of it because it happened overseas and it was the Indian army and you can just make shit up but when this is the modern day British army, not so much (unless I still take the line that a lot of shit was covered up for Reasons and I suppose there is the possibility of Moran being dismissed supposedly on health grounds but this kind of being a cover up for something else. Although true his mental health is probably pretty fucked).
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littlesolo · 2 years
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The Mist (2007) is on Netflix
What else is there to say???
I might have to make a day of it... watch The Thing (1982) and then The Mist (2007) Could be good...
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collieii · 11 months
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someone probably said this already but in spiderverse i think it's interesting how when pavitr was first introduced everyone thought something bad was gonna happen to him bc of how confident and optimistic he was. and then in the actual movie we see that something bad was supposed to happen to him (police chief dying!) but it doesn't! miles stops it! and miguel berates miles for this, says it's going to cause the universe to collapse or whatever.
there's this idea that tragedy is inherent to spidermans growth, and while it's true that some spiderpeople learn important lessons through loss, no one stops to ask, is it really necessary? yeah, maybe the chief was supposed to die. but why does spiderman have to be formed through tragedy? why do we (as heroes) have to let people die? pavitr didn't lose anyone, and he's still a good spiderman! maybe, if he doesn't suffer, he'll end up better off for it!
so while miguel is arguing for all this big picture stuff about saving the multiverse he's lost sight of what it really means to be a spiderman, he's not looking out for the real individual people. yeah it's just one person who would die, but that one person means something to someone. shrugging and saying "stuff just sucks sometimes, we can't do anything about it" is the opposite of what superheroes do. pretty obviously, miles arc is also a reflection of the struggles people face in real life, working within unequal systems, where it's easy to shrug and say "that's just the way it is" and not ask "but why does it need be this way? can't we do something about it?"
miguel is arguing that you can't have your cake and eat it too. presumably, miles and co. are going to find a way to get around that and change things for the better (and maybe that's why miles has that line about two cakes in the advisors office!)
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egophiliac · 10 months
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We ARE going to bring up Captain Amelia. You have good taste! GOOD TASTE I SAY! *aka I just rewatched Treasure Planet and got hit with, "Oh yeahhhhh... that explains a lot!"*
honestly, the Meg/Jasmine/Amelia trifecta tells you 90% about me as a person. (the rest is covered by Sailor Jupiter and Sailor Uranus and, uhhh, I'll stop baring my soul to the world now)
and speaking of Amelia, this is tangential, but like -- there's one Twst comic I have been kicking at for a while where I needed an RSA sports/flight teacher and, uh, well
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someday I will wrangle this stupid comic into coherency and she'll get to make an appearance (in the background of a single panel, half-obscured by a tall hat) (but I will know she's there and that's the important thing)
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sketchyracoon · 6 months
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I'll admit it I watched Nimona and it changed my brain chemistry.
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flesheatingmoth · 7 months
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jokes on matt and trey, the panderverse is EXACTLY what i wanted
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heyyyy who wants some lowish-resolution Lights Out angst scribbles before i go sleep!!!
(gonna put this under the cut bc im not sure if it can be considered spoiler-y or not? does this au even Have spoilers if there's no shared cohesive plot yet? who knows! i'm doing this impulsively i don't know what i'm doing ever! ! i like drawing characters in distress and anguish! thank you!)
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total-drama-brainrot · 3 months
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i just posted a silly impulsive headcanon in the discord off the top of my head, but now that i'm thinking about it...
let's say, during their stay in jamaica (or maybe in a later season/different show altogether?) the contestants are staying in hotel rooms for simplicities' sake. and due to the number of them, they're paired up. not an issue, right?
noah goes to join owen in his room, but he's already partnered up with tyler (or whomever), so noah's left with only alejandro as an option. great. again, it's whatever, it's only temporary. at least they'll be able to sleep in proper beds, so things are still looking up!
oh, they've been given the last available room? it's got the queen bed? oh sweet! so they've got bigger beds than the others? no?
wait. what do you mean "only one bed?"
oh shit oh fuck he's totally doomed.
well, they'll just have to make do. noah isn't about to cause a fuss about his sleeping arrangements, he's already tired enough from the plane crash itself and the challenges they competed in. what's the worst that could happen?
(he steadfastly ignores the Very Possible Outcome of his unfortunate sleeping habit, even when various headlines pertaining to a certain awake-a-thon incident race across his vision like spectres. because it's NOT going to happen again.)
alejandro also takes the news with his usual levels of grace and poise- all of that social training as the son of a diplomat has done him well- though noah can just tell by the tenseness in his shoulders and the stiffness of his posture that he's not as calm about the situation as he'd like the others to believe.
whatever. it's just a bed, who cares?
when they're getting ready to sleep- in an actual bed, what a luxury!- noah and alejandro gingerly climb into their respective sleep wears, both facing the opposite direction. this is the first time the whole season that they've been allowed the opportunity to sleep in their actual pyjamas. you know, since they haven't exactly had beds.
alejandro, dressed in his tank top and sleep shorts (he'd usually sleep in just the shorts, but the thought of doing so whilst sharing a sleep space seemed inappropriate), turns to climb into their queen bed only to see noah, who is already dressed in his own loose t-shirt and shorts, stepping into a pair of sweatpants and pulling a thick looking sweater over his sleepwear. what the fuck?
the room they're in isn't even cold, they're in jamaica?
even worse, noah's actively putting on a pair of fluffy socks. who wears socks to bed?
and then, then, the absolute mad lad reaches into his luggage and pulls out an equally fluffy dressing gown (or bathrobe/housecoat, same thing tbf), wrapping it around himself like a winter coat as if he's somehow cold in his two- now three- layers. it's almost 26°c out there! (80°f)
and the psycho smiles to himself, breathing out a sigh of contented air (and, alejandro notices, uncurling from his slightly hunched over posture, as if he'd been trying to conserve heat), as if he's not sweating his ass off under his three weather inappropriate layers!
so, as a concerned team leader, alejandro points out the obvious; he shouldn't be wearing so many layers to bed, he's going to get heat stroke.
but noah argues back; he naturally runs cold, especially when he's asleep.
and alejandro briefly recalls the amount of times he's noticed a napping noah shivering in his sleep despite wearing his usual three layers of clothing and the jet itself being kept a consistent room temperature for all it's faults, but his logic reasons that even so noah still doesn't need to wear socks to bed (it's immoral).
eventually noah gives up defending his (objectively wrong) decision to wear thick layered clothing and socks to bed and just climbs under the covers (discarding the dressing gown on the way, he's not completely insane), huffing in annoyance as he curls up at the edge of the mattress and makes a point of ignoring his company.
alejandro also sighs to himself, though whether it's in defeat or exasperation he isn't entirely sure, and carefully slots himself onto the opposite edge of the bed.
the two fall asleep in a tense silence with almost a meter of space between them.
which is why it's surprising when alejandro wakes up a few hours later, absolutely boiling under the heated weight practically glued to his side.
noah's iconic hair, softer in texture that it's usually neat waves would imply, tickles at his neck whilst the cynic's face is pressed firmly into his chest. his sweater-clad arms and wrapped almost possessively around his shoulders and his legs and tangled between the latino's own. whilst the added pressure is nice bearable, alejandro is sweating his life out beneath the warmth of another body.
when he tries to unpeel his clingy companion from his side, a sleeping noah seems to take that as a challenge and digs his hands into the taller's shoulders, which is when alejandro realises that despite everything noah's hands are freezing to the touch. how?! the two of them end up even further entwined than before, as his escape efforts only lead to noah wrapping his body even tighter around alejandro like a particularly stubborn boa constrictor until he had the shorter practically sleeping on top of him- as if alejandro himself was the mattress, or some oversized teddy bear.
it's... not an ideal situation.
alejandro kicks the duvet off of the pair, prompting a shiver from the wannabe koala attached to him, but the freedom from the oppressive heat outweighs any remorse he would've felt for depriving his companion from potential heat stroke. without the oven-like heat of the duvet, having the warmth of another curled up against him is actually pretty nice, and alejandro soon finds unconsciousness washing over him like the (comparatively) cool air of their room.
noah wakes up as sunlight filters into their suite, his face tucked firmly into alejandro's neck as the taller cradles him between his arms, deep slumbering breaths making his chest periodically rise and fall against noah's own. his arms are wrapped around the spaniard's waist, cold hands gripping loosely at the fabric of his tank top, and their legs are to tangled together that it takes the bookworm a few moments to figure out which ones are his.
he's warm, for once, and it's wonderful. he barely spares a thought at how awkward the situation is going to be when they're both awake and just presses himself further into alejandro's inviting warmth, mouth twitching into a smile, as he drifts back to sleep.
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sonicexelle-junkary · 2 months
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Realized whenever I’m in distress, my brain makes an AU to help vent out my feelings.
…… ANYWAYS IM MAKING ANOTHER AU—
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jade-of-mourning · 3 months
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support your brother / sport brother
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viric-dreams · 2 months
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Title: The Geriatric Geodian
Name: Graham
Age: ???
Occupation: New Sequencer (Probably... no one's ever seen him do any actual work)
Main Skills: Dreaded, Persuasive
Main Quirks: Ruthless, Heartless
-Nobody knows how long Graham has been on Grand Geode. He's simply always been there.
-Most Dreaded Man in Zelo's Town. Not because he's scary, but because he's absolutely exhausting and unpleasant to deal with.
-Has been around for seemingly every historical event, and always has the most rank take on it.
-Not even dawnpilled, just believes in the Dawn Machine's goals.
-Spends his days sitting on his porch in Zelo's Town and judging you personally.
-Once had a companion, who's since moved on to the Tomb Colonies. If you try to express sympathy at his loss he'll call you a sentimental ninny and hobble off. His companion is probably wreaking equal havoc in the Tomb Colonies.
-Has personally victimised each and every sequencer on Grand Geode at least once. (stories welcome)
Graham has been Roberts' nemesis on the Geode since the 70s. Roberts enters every encounter swearing he'll put the old man in his place. He usually ends up apologising and assuring him that of course he'll ensure that the zailors stay off of his lawn in the future. He then spends the next several hours after the encounter kicking himself for it. He's personally repaired Graham's roof at least twice. He tried to suggest delegating this task to another officer, but was immediately insulted and told "not to faff about and get up on that ladder." Roberts was utterly furious after the fact that he actually did it.
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wisteriagoesvroom · 2 months
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ao3 writers who drop like 50k of landoscar story at once and then disappear off the face of the planet........ who are you? do you know the splendor and generosity of what you've just done??
anyway, reading this, really good so far--
you be time, i'll be space
pairing: landoscar by littleplumtree 50k words (!!!!!!!!) landoscar. IN SPACE!!!!! rated m
moodboard for the vibes--
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fucked-up fic idea:
Y'know that one hannigram time travel au where they both travelled so far back in time that Will woke up as a 10 year old and Hannibal was able to rescue Mischa??
Well what if: A) Hannibal was much younger when Mischa died (more like 12), and B) they had the same age-difference as Mads and Hugh?
That would mean Will waking up, potentially, trapped in his infant body rather than his child body?? and being stuck that way for years until he can grow up again? 😬 And what if Hannibal knew that would probably happen, but did it anyway??
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aleki-lives-here · 27 days
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