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lynzine · 3 hours
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Short update! Debating if I should be updating every other week.
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lynzine · 2 days
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Update: I managed it. (Well halfway. Leaving some of the drawers for another day.) I took EVERYTHING off my desk and put it on a coffee table and then picked something up and turned to the desk and very pointedly left the distracting story scraps and books for last so they weren't right there tempting me.
I want to clean my desk, but I keep getting distracted by the things on my desk...
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lynzine · 3 days
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To run with you
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lynzine · 4 days
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I want to clean my desk, but I keep getting distracted by the things on my desk...
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lynzine · 5 days
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Momo as Gyatso
I read somewhere that one of the original plans for Momo was that he was the reincarnation of Gyatso. If I'm completely honest, this was one of the inspirations behind the fanfic A Strong Bond. I've tried to come up with ways to write Momo as Gyatso a few times, but they never feel quite right. I'm still open to it, but I think that it's best if I let it sit and see if it comes up on it's own. That might let it naturally fold itself into another story. Though I think that I could maybe write this if I were writing from Momo's POV, but it by itself... needs more...
I didn't really have a reason to bring this up except for that I realized I've never mentioned it before and it might not be that common knowledge.
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lynzine · 6 days
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RB if you think CD drives in computers are not obsolete, but in fact still necessary, despite being artificially phased out
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lynzine · 6 days
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Aang: *trying to be nonchalant*
Zuko: “I don’t know what you feel guilty about, but get that look off your face before you get arrested.”
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lynzine · 6 days
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See the cave with the quartz? For one of my stories I have a plan for Poppy to show up in Ba Sing Se (if you have read my Crystal Flowers story you know where this is going). This version of Poppy (unlike Crystal Flowers) had her feet bound from a young age, so NO ONE is expecting how OP she is going to be in a cave full of crystal.
The Dai Li are going down. 😏
Caves are weirder and more varied than you think
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lynzine · 7 days
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F in the chat for the bread.
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lynzine · 7 days
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Mail Call: The Prison
This is a sneak peek at a bonus chapter of the fanfic Wayward (Book One of The Avatar's Ward), which hopefully will have a regular update schedule soon!
Ozai’s son sent him reports, but never letters. So it was infuriating that letters arrived at the prison for his brother more often than reports made it to Ozai. They never reached Iroh’s hands, of course. Sometimes Ozai perused them, but it was a galling exercise as it was becoming increasingly clear that the boy’s reticent behavior was not from the burn or the banishment, it was a result of Iroh’s imprisonment.
In a fit of rage at a letter signed ‘your loyal nephew’, Ozai seized the pile and paid his dear brother a visit.
“Your nephew has been writing to you.” Ozai forced his snarl back behind a smirk as he held out the scrolls. His brother gazed back at him stoically. Not even the prison garb could rob him of his proud posture and calculating eyes. “Don’t you want them? To see how he’s doing?” Ozai taunted, moving closer to the bars. Iroh wanted the letters. Ozai could see it in the way his eyes flicked to the scrolls. How his hands tightened beneath his sleeves. How he barely held himself back from lunging for them. “Well, if you aren’t interested.” Ozai’s fingers flexed and all of the carefully penned scrolls burst into flames.
For an instant, Iroh’s carefully cultivated mask broke. Ozai smiled in warm satisfaction as charred scraps of paper and ash sifted through his fingers. It had vanished as quickly as it appeared, but for a second Ozai caught a glimpse of the shattered man who had lost his son. The fool who tried to replace him with what was his.
“Pity.” Ozai’s grin grew. “Maybe you’ll want to read the next one.” Ozai swept away, sending ashes dancing in his wake.
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lynzine · 7 days
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omg the sneak peek!!!! omg!!!!! loyal nephew zuko!!!!!!!!
Thanks so much! I didn't want to reply until I had an update, but I hope you enjoyed the new chapter that went up. (Next one up next week.) I'm going to be trying to feeding you bits and pieces of what happened with Iroh (and some other characters) but one thing is for sure. Zuko's loyalty to Ozai has been turned to his Uncle and Ozai is not happy about it.
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lynzine · 7 days
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Kendra or Seth from Fablehaven. (I relate more to Kendra, but I act more like Seth.)
(This was hard because, um, not to be too cringey, I usually created character inserts who were friends with the main characters in my daydreams. But if I had to pick? Kendra and Seth are characters that I can relate to, who don't have too tragic a backstory and had an amazing sibling bond despite being very different... You know what, I will take Seth so my little sister can be Kendra because I refuse to do this without her and I think she would rather be Kendra. But also, she still has to know I'm actually the oldest. Yes. I will stick with this as an adult.)
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lynzine · 8 days
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Yes, I wasn't planning to post this until after I'd gotten far enough a long I could post weekly. But I really wanted to post something. I'll post the next chapter next week. Though I'm not sure if I'll be keeping up that posting schedule for this. (I am a little bit stuck on chapter 8.)
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lynzine · 8 days
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Oops
“Oh spirits.” Sokka and Katara exchanged horrified glances before looking back at the toddler. 
“We need to call Zuko.” Sokka said, just on the edge of hysterical. 
“He’s going to kill us.” Toph stated flatly. 
“Maybe he won’t. He might like her better this way.” Katara was unconvincingly hopeful. “Right, Aang?” Aang was staring at the toddler with a soft but foreign expression on his face. “Aang?
Aang lunged forward and, in a blinding flash of light, was replaced with a beaming old man, scooping up the toddler who shrieked in joyful excitement. 
“Hello Azula.” He smiled down at the giggling child. “I’m your grandpa, Roku.” 
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Slightly dedicated to @newbieineverything who cheered me up yesterday and reminded me of this challenge I used to give myself where I would see what I could fit on to one smaller than normal sheet of paper (which is what I did here). 
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lynzine · 8 days
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Baby Bending
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Animated by me.
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lynzine · 8 days
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…there has to be something I can do with this… story wise…
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Jeremias Ritter - Nautilus Snail, c. 1630 (Nautilus shell, silver-gilt)
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lynzine · 9 days
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Two-year-old Albert Apsassin feeling the spirit at National Indigenous Peoples Day in Camrose, Alberta.
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