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Adventures in fandom and creative writing Here, you'll find a lot of fandom-related posts...and a heck of a lot of writing. So much writing. I do writing prompts once or twice a week on average. Currently in my annual Jak and Daxter Nostalgia Phase.

This Week's Prompt Schedule:

Monday: Strange Magic Monday

Thursday: I'm going to do a randomizer for one Fandom and one prompt and see what combo I get.

Options:

A. Final Fantasy 7. 1. Sick Day

B. Jak and Daxter. 2. Recognition

C. Legend of Zelda

3. Accidental baby acquisition

OK, I'm gonna go plug these into a randomizer. I'll reblog when I have the answer.

The results are in!

We have "Final Fantasy 7", and "Sick Day"!

😈 I can work with that

This Week's Prompt Schedule:

Monday: Strange Magic Monday

Thursday: I'm going to do a randomizer for one Fandom and one prompt and see what combo I get.

Options:

A. Final Fantasy 7. 1. Sick Day

B. Jak and Daxter. 2. Recognition

C. Legend of Zelda

3. Accidental baby acquisition

OK, I'm gonna go plug these into a randomizer. I'll reblog when I have the answer.

Fic Prompts: Strange Magic Monday

(Could be read as being part of previous “fake engaged” Strange Magic Monday, or could be a standalone)

“Mariaaaaaane!”

With a garbled noise, Marianne ducked behind a wall. “Oh shoot! Did he see me?”

A portly older man in a tailored waistcoat scuttled by, fussing with a pocket watch and fretting.

“Mariannne! Oh Mariaaaane! You’re going to be laaaate!”

Dawn smothered a giggle. “Uncle Algy is right, though. And you did promise that you wouldn’t skip the Summer Garden Party this year.”

Marianne groaned. “But that was before the…thing…with Roland! I can’t go to a stuffy high society thing now! Most of the guests were probably there when I called off the wedding!”

Dawn frowned. In all fairness, it was pretty likely that Roland and his family were going to be there, too. It was the Summer Garden Party, after all, and everyone who was anyone would be there. Which meant that her sister probably suspected A Trap.

This was, admittedly, not outside the range of possibility.

“I’d be your plus one, Mari,” Dawn said sheepishly, “But Sunny found this awesome gym with a million trampolines, and…”

Marianne sighed. She understood. Sunny and his music weren’t always welcomed by their family’s upper-crust peers. Dawn didn’t like to spend more time around them than necessary either.

“You go have fun.” Marianne gave her sister a quick hug. “Be careful. I’ll…I’ll figure something out.”

Somehow, she ended up near Bog’s place. She hadn’t even been certain she could find it again if asked.

Bog got a funny look on his face when she entered. “Well, here’s trouble,” he muttered.

Marianne leaned heavily on the counter and sighed. “Got that right. I need some help.”

“Why? Is it The Guy?” Bog asked, raising one eyebrow. He gingerly moved a stack of antique books out of the way as Marianne made a flailing gesture.

“Maybe? I have to go to a high society party thing.”

“My condolences,” Bog answered dryly. “Need to fake your death and flee the country?”

Idly, Marianne picked up an old brass telescope and peered through it at nothing in particular. “Oh, it’s worse than that. I need a plus one.”

“I’ve just remembered,” Bog said, very quickly, “The shop is actually closed today, so sorry, goodbye!”

“Hey!” Marianne set the telescope down and folded her arms indignantly. “You owe me! I got you out of that speed-dating thing your mom tried to send you to!”

Curse her, she was right. That probably counted as a debt of honor or something. Bog drew a hand over his face and groaned.

“Is this going to be a painful experience for all involved?”

“Most likely, yes,” Marianne admitted. “Dawn’s not going, so I desperately need someone to sit with that I don’t despise.”

“I’m touched,” Bog snorted. “I haven’t got formal wear, though.”

“Eh, the leather jacket is probably fine. I’ll wear a primrose or something to match, we’ll shock Aunt Marigold.”

Does this count for Bog Day? 😆

got tagged by @justtken to list five songs that have been on repeat 💗 thank you for tagging me 🥰🫶🏽

  1. hey mickey - baby tate
  2. passionfruit - mabel 
  3. take my breath away - berlin (🫣)
  4. wasabi - little mix 
  5. smoke - victoria money & lucky daye

tagging: @jcusack @emmatmackeys @thompsonstessa @moonspiritgf @loumands @morgana-pendragon and anyone else who wants to do it!! (just say i tagged you 😁)

Ty for the tag!!!✨

Five songs that I’ve had on repeat? :3

1.The Moss

2.last of the real ones

3.come along

4.born of the Lion

5.waiting for love

(⁠ノ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ノ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

Phone be laggy so Little taggy

No pressure tags!

sheeby deeby

  1. the last beautiful thing i saw was the thing that blinded me - Paris Paloma
  2. Take Me to War - The Crane Wives
  3. Drinking Song for the Socially Anxious - The Amazing Devil
  4. From Eden - Hozier
  5. Green - Ivory Layne

Hahaha yeah :D

1. Miss Wanna Die - JudyPhonic & Master Andross

2. Moonlight - Geoxor

3. Michelle - Sir Chloe

4. bad idea - girl in red

5. Problems - Mother Mother

  1. Overwhelmed by Royal & The Surpent
  2. We Don’t Have To Dance by Andy Black
  3. Thunder by Gabry Ponte
  4. Coin Operated Boy by The Dresden Dolls
  5. Jenny (I Wanna Ruin Our Friendship) by Studio killers

Tha k you for the tag!!!

1. Code Red by longestsoloever

2. My Rumble from FNF One Shot Mania mod

3. Sacrifice from FNF One Shot Mania mod

4. Monster by Fight The Fade

1. Gotham's Reckoning by Hans Zimmer

2. Tough Crowd by Lin Manuel Miranda

3. Sisu Swims by James Newton Howard

4. Exodus! by John Powell

5. The Hidden World by John Powell

Fic Prompts: Free Day Thursday

Adopted Dadmas using the prompt from the poll: Damas vs Teen Driver

Damas Ariidas Maridius had many regrets in his life.

He regretted ever trusting Aldrik Praxis.

He regretted putting his faith in Onin when she told him it would be safe to bring Mar with him into Haven.

He regretted not learning to cook sooner.

He certainly regretted wearing a kilt the first time he learned to ride a Leaper.

And currently, he very much regretted ever letting Jak get behind the wheel of the Slam Dozer.

"Jak, the cliff- the cliff-!"

Feet pressed into the floorboards, back braced against the seat, Damas wedged himself in place in the passenger's side with wide eyes.

The oracle hides a terrible secret: She's a time traveler from the future, none of her prophecies are prophecies they're just things she remembers about history

She also has an even more terrible secret. She's from really far in the future, and history wasn't her best subject in school.

"Oracle I beseech you. I am King Elorü XII and I plan to wage war against the Empire of Elsun. How will this war go?"

The oracle, only vaguely remembering hearing something about a long-lasting Empire of Elsun and having no clue who Elorü is:"Uhhhhh, badly?"

This Week's Prompt Schedule:

Monday: Meddling Mar Monday

Thursday: either Adopted Dadmas shenanigans or My Unrepentantly Self-Indulgent Rift Apart AU

(Aka where Ratchet's Dimensionator swaps a version of Mar in from Rivet's universe and Everyone Everywhere is Very Confused, but rolls with it)

Actually, let's flip a coin, y'all!

The coin has landed on Heads, it seems! Lol I wasn't expecting many votes for Tails, so that was a fun surprise.

That poll was an exercise in "poll giver has no idea what the outcome will be". In a second, instead of Flip A Coin, I'm going to do what I call Blind Bag Poll: three unmarked options for what the chosen Heads option entails, and this time only I know what they are 😉

This Week's Prompt Schedule:

Monday: Meddling Mar Monday

Thursday: either Adopted Dadmas shenanigans or My Unrepentantly Self-Indulgent Rift Apart AU

(Aka where Ratchet's Dimensionator swaps a version of Mar in from Rivet's universe and Everyone Everywhere is Very Confused, but rolls with it)

Actually, let's flip a coin, y'all!

Fic Prompts: Meddling Mar Monday

About time we checked in on the Demolition Brothers! The chapter index can be found HERE

Alma's kitchen was full of spices and vegetables that Jak had never seen before -- or maybe he had, but they'd been pickled and preserved beyond recognition in Haven. These were fresh, filling the room with vibrant reds and yellows and greens, and Jak couldn't help wondering what they tasted like raw. He gave his hands a perfunctory rinse at the sink and stood awkwardly beside a long strand of hanging peppers, waiting to be given some kind of direction. Daxter seemed far more comfortable, cracking his knuckles and opening cabinets without so much as a by-your-leave.

This Week's Prompt Schedule:

Monday: Meddling Mar Monday

Thursday: either Adopted Dadmas shenanigans or My Unrepentantly Self-Indulgent Rift Apart AU

(Aka where Ratchet's Dimensionator swaps a version of Mar in from Rivet's universe and Everyone Everywhere is Very Confused, but rolls with it)

Actually, let's flip a coin, y'all!