#tap out whenever

[periodically-puzzled]

[tap out]2, 4, 5, 11, 14, 15

If anyone else had asked me about tap out I’d have ignored it. But you… you I can answer.

2: What scene did you first put down?

I wrote this one in order and with no planning whatsoever, which is not true of the vast majority of my writing, but in a PWP there is very little organization required.

I should note that in early drafts, the story lacked an introductory character-study section where Peter gives you a glimpse into his frame of mind. We started right on the rooftop at two in the morning, and right away we were off to the races. Once I got to writing, though, I realized which themes I wanted to focus on and what energy I wanted Peter’s POV to have, so I went back and let Peter sort of defend his own valor before it was ever challenged.

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

Wade has to explain the concept of a safe word to Peter, and Peter indignantly responds:

“You want me to cry uncle?”

5: What part was hardest to write?

Specifically this section, because it fucked with me then and it fucks with me now:

Peter really didn’t want to imagine the next few nights right now, couldn’t conceive of a world where right now had any kind of ripple effect out onto the future. There was no future, there was just him and whatever fresh circle of hell Deadpool thought to put him through next.

11: What do you like best about this fic?

It reminds me of Jen. I was going to make up some garbage to say about the actual writing (which I am proud of), but the real reason is I wrote it for my friend and it made her happy. I’m very grateful to have had her friendship and her mentorship for as long as I did, but she’s been on indefinite hiatus from fandom since February, and unfortunately, I’ve lost touch with her in that time. I think of her often and pray that she’s doing well.

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

Anyone who would view tap out as a cautionary tale is already informed enough by their own experience not to need further education.

15: What did you learn from writing this fic?

Authorial intent and audience experience often have little to do with one another. By handing ownership of a story to an audience, you give them the creative freedom to interpret it in radically different ways than you intended. You cannot get in their minds and change their perspectives to match your own. Your options are to let them have the story or to not let them have it.

Read the fic here!

[litnerdwrites]

If Cassian was so desperate to find his mother's grave, why did he not just have his mind reader bestie rip into the minds of them who killed her to find out if she had a burial or not? Like he was right there. He helped with the slaughter. He sanctioned the slaughter. Also, did Rhysand not offer? If he did, did Cassian refuse? Why?

If you want me to believe Rhysand is a morally grey character, maybe utilise his willingness to blur (read cross) the lines of right and wrong in situations where it's necessary and appropriate. Like mind controlling the men in Illyria and the HC to not abuse women/let them train, instead of trying to protect a city that nobody knows exists and SAing a girl nobody gave a damn about until you took an interest in her.

[saltoru]

gojo “go get my card, sweets” satoru

[jkpng]

day 135/547 of missing jungkook

[19871997]

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[palms-upturned]

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[bluejaybytes]

IT IS DONE. I 100%'D SIDE ORDER IN EVERY POSSIBLE WAY. Cleared the tower with all palettes, bought all hacks, bought all items from Cipher, got the Low Hacks Eight badge, got all Jelleton entries, and got all chips entries as well as maxing out the chips that max out at ten and NOT five. My fastest clear is 17 minutes with DJ Octavio's palette, and highest score is Marina's palette with 83k points. My favorite palette and palette with the most clears is Frye's palette with 6 clears, and my least favorite palette is Big Man's palette with only a single clear, tied with Eight and Murch's palette for the spot of least clears, and my first clear was with Sheldon's palette.

Genuinely I could not be happier with Side Order. The only critiques I have are minor and not hugely impactful on how I feel about the DLC as a whole. Easily worth the money and despite the fact I've now done every conceivable thing the game has to offer in terms of completion, I absolutely expect to continue playing and having fun with it for a while further

[sangcreole]

No but the thing about Louis is that he has such a wild range that I feel like I need to constantly over-explain in all my threads whether you're getting Cool Louis or Grandpa Louis

[slocumjoe]

Horrible thought that is mildly oc related but like

Underwater feral ghouls, maybe non feral too

A ghoulified scubba diver, people who were on a boat and fell into the water, now forever roaming the sea floor. I don't know how they got the ability to breathe under water but we can ignore that for now because I hate to think

But just underwater ghouls. Hate the idea it's scary. Imagine going for a swim and you run into a ghoul whole legs have fused together and said ghoul is swimming toward you WAY too fucking fast hm hate that thought

GHOUL MERMAIDS?!?!

TODD COUGH THEM THE FUCK UP 🔫🔫🔫

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

im replaying lil bits of shb instead of progressing the msq bc i love it and man the really REALLY awkward little walk urianger has to do to when you enter rak'tika, to get y'shtola to twig what's going on with you without saying anything TOO revealing, is so fun to me.

you can see the moment where it clicks for her, too. in the moment you assume she's just surprised you're still doing hero bullshit but that was not an "it cannot be" of surprise or admiration. bc going back to that cutscene with context, she literally already couldn't tell you were a person until you spoke. and then urianger was so brazenly like "yeah we're here to throw more lightwardens at them. you'll help, right?" there was no way that she wasn't immediately running the numbers on how you looked already and not even halfway done with your ostensible mission, and going hmm, nope, don't like that. don't like that at all. don't know what the fuck urianger is thinking but i am absolutely not a fan.

[lesamis]

mary shelley is really so extraordinary. "little england" & "little englandism" became an entire political discourse in the late 1800s (best as i can tell from c. 1870 onwards) & denoted those - often, not always, anti-imperial - thinkers who advocated for economic isolationism and wanted to limit the british empire's expansion, administration, and aggression, maintaining that england was best when contained to its own borders. the term is still in use - nowadays in brexit contexts - and was throughout the entire twentieth century.

it is also, in much the same sense in which it'd come to be used fifty years after the novel's publication, somehow in The Last Man - which shelley finished writing in 1826.

The plague was in London! Fools that we were not long ago to have foreseen this. We wept over the ruin of the boundless continents of the east, and the desolation of the western world; while we fancied that the little channel between our island and the rest of the earth was to preserve us alive among the dead. It were no mighty leap methinks from Calais to Dover. The eye easily discerns the sister land; they were united once; and the little path that runs between looks in a map but as a trodden footway through high grass. Yet this small interval was to save us: the sea was to rise a wall of adamant—without, disease and misery—within, a shelter from evil, a nook of the garden of paradise—a particle of celestial soil, which no evil could invade—truly we were wise in our generation, to imagine all these things! But we are awake now. The plague is in London; the air of England is tainted, and her sons and daughters strew the unwholesome earth. And now, the sea, late our defence, seems our prison bound; hemmed in by its gulphs, we shall die like the famished inhabitants of a besieged town. Other nations have a fellowship in death; but we, shut out from all neighbourhood, must bury our own dead, and little England become a wide, wide tomb.

[beldaroot]

blue period: chapter 63 - summer vacation part 9

[mahou-no-momo]

People really think I'mma argue back and forth with them. Nope, I'm almost 30 years old. I'm not 12 no more. If I air out grievances about shit you've done to annoy me just recently and you decide now is the time to air out yours you're just gonna get an "ok" as a reply or I'mma tell you about yourself. Because I'm not doing that shit. The time to talk about stuff I may have done to upset you was BEFORE not at the same time you done pissed me off.

"I'm DoNe tAp DaNcInG aRoUnD yOu." Who's fault was it that you were tap dancing? Who told you to do that? Certainly not mine, certainly not me lmao. I'm very easy to talk to about problems especially if I've done something wrong. I don't enjoy people being mad at me so if you chose to do that it's on your dumb ass, truly. If you had a problem with me the time was whenever you started being mad about it to tell me. The time isn't when I tell you that what you did just now upset me.

Now, I don't give a fuck if you're mad at me tbh and that's when people really done fucked up because if I stop caring then it's over and done. We can never talk for the rest of our lives and I won't give a fuck again lmao.

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

I kind of want to try making mead or ambrosia 👀

Obviously not right now because I have Shit To Do; but maybe during the summer after I’ve moved

[unproduciblesmackdown]

Jingle your nuts and tingle your butts and put on your fancy collar… It’s almost Christmas and today we’re celebrating the Jackalope Holler way! Enjoy this clip of Flashback Joe Iconis and the Family Band singing this original Christmas Tune. [Not pictured: a full-ass Ensemble dance break happening in the house at @54below ! If you want to see that, you’ll have to come check out the 14th annual next year!]

[coloursofaparadox]

lil rant about dog training oops