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look, a lot of shit in my life is g a r b a g e right now, but you know what?

I fucking crushed my word count goal for the month


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Can't Get Used to Losing You
Andy Williams
Can't Get Used to Losing You

Andy Williams - Can’t Get Use to Losing You (1963)

The other day I was at a thrift store looking through piles of awful easy listening 45s when I noticed this single.  Remembering the song title from the Beat (English Beat) cover off their first album, I took a chance.  Well worth 50 cents.  Written by Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman.

For The First Time - Part 1

Authors: @down-chandelier (Aj) and @sarcasticdorkk (Kat)
Summary: While looking for a better shelter, you and your boyfriend 10k have your first time.
Warnings: NSFW, SMuT  
Word count: 1642
Requested by anon (x2)  


Your boyfriend and you had dreamed about this moment. The moment there would be a plausible opportunity to get away and be alone. The air was thick with tension. You and 10k look at each other with the same thoughts in mind; you had to get away from the group, somewhere alone and quiet.  

“We’ll stay here for the night,” Warren said. It was a small shack that was way too out in the open. There was a good chance that if we stay here, we’d be dead by morning.

“10k and I can search for a better shelter while you guys rest here,” you volunteer. Warren nodded in agreement. “Good idea.” You turn to see Doc staring at you with narrowed eyes and a smirk on his face. Uh oh, does he sense there’s more to it?  

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I have no idea why but… I want to be one of those uncool teenagers who run around in ripped leggings and jeans wearing flannels and band t-shirts and leather jackets along with jean jackets and the acception of huge sweaters. And old beat up converse and faded loose missing things vins and scruffy beat up doc martins. Listening to old 80s vinyl records while eating (pot) brownies with all my other lame af friends. And just having the best time of my life because a chill life is a great life.

Misunderstandings (Mercy76)

This one-shot is dedicated to my good friend @pviane !  Thought you could use a little pick-me-upper.  I know it’s not the same as that amazing fanart you did but hopefully you’ll find this enjoyable!


After last week’s conversation, he wasn’t sure he could look at her again. The way her nose crinkled, the look in her rolling eyes, and the edgy tone that fell from the tip of her tongue, none of it sat well with him. Perhaps he pushed the subject too hard. Perhaps he crossed a line. Perhaps…

He sighed, sinking further into his chair. Going there wasn’t going to be easy. But he’d rehearsed this a million times. If he read into her vibes wrong, he knew this was his only opportunity to come clean. To confess. From there, if she truly loathed him, he could at least sleep peacefully knowing he tried. That he got it off his chest.

Still, it didn’t make it any easier.

His heart was beating, but not in the happy-go-lucky sense. He was terrified, absolutely terrified. She was a dear friend and he really didn’t want this confession to be the breaking point. What if he really did push her over the edge? What if this broke their bond and left him lonely?

No, he shook his head. She wasn’t like that. She was kind, sweet. Always friendly, always lovely and loving. But, like all those who are born within this cycle, she was human. And humanity had its quirks. And she had her flaws and shortcomings.

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“So ... let’s talk about your father.” Dean, Denial and John Winchester’s A+ Parenting, or, Why Dean still hasn’t launched a grenade.

(CW 1: This post deals with the episode “Sam, Interrupted,” which has a fairly inconsistent approach towards mental illness and neurotypical divergence. I get a little squeamish with some of the representations and approaches towards “crazy” in the episode).

(CW 2: Talking about John Winchester’s A+ Parenting, so mild suppositions about the upbringing Dean had, with mentions of neglect).

This week’s task of The Great Meta Scavenger Hunt was to tie together two randomly selected aspects of the show. When I got past tons of con pages and Supernatural books, I was left with two things I am happy to talk to you about:

The grenade launcher

Originally posted by smartiespn


Dr. Fuller (from 05x11, “Sam, Interrupted”)

Originally posted by sam-winchester-admiration-league

More specifically, Dr. Fuller and the grenade launcher are both devices by which we engage with Dean’s sharply-honed sense of emotional asceticism.

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There you were. Walking down the sidewalk in your high waisted shorts, your favorite crop top, your old beat up doc martens while smoking a cigarette as a bandanna sits on around your head, tied at the top. You stopped and leaned on the fence to view the scenery.

Darry: Man, sure was a great idea takin a walk on the hottest day of the year now was it?

Two-Bit: Hey, it was just a suggestion! I was bored, okay? Mickey doesn’t come on until an hour from now, so I needed to kill some time!

Steve: You and that goddamn mouse…

Two-Bit: Don’t you dare talk about my Mickey like that!

Ponyboy: Guys, if I were you I’d cut the conversation short…

Two-Bit: And why is that?!

Ponyboy: Because Dally’s found his new lady, I can tell.

And indeed Ponyboy was right. Dally stood behind them all, ignoring the bird brained argument that was happening at the moment. He was staring at you, watching you blow smoke rings into the air. He fooled around with his cigarettes, then took one out of the pack and lit it.

Dally: God is she beautiful…

Sodapop: Welp, we’d better get goin… look who’s coming.

The socs blue mustang was pulling up behind them, but it didn’t stop at the boys, it stopped beside you. Little did you know, the greasers could hear everything.

Socs 1: Hey there pretty thing.

(Y/N): Hey there ugly thing.

Two-Bit: *snorts*

Socs 1: Well that’s not a nice thing to say now, is it?

(Y/N): I wasn’t aiming to be nice in the first place.

Socs 1: What’s wrong? Ya don’t like me?

(Y/N): I don’t even know your name.

Socs 1: Well, it’s R-

(Y/N): Save it! I couldn’t care less than I already do.

Socs 1: So, you’re gonna play the hard way?

(Y/N): I wasn’t plannin on playing the easy way to begin with.

The socs hand smacks you across the cheek and you knew you weren’t gonna let him get away with that. You punch him in the gut which knocks the wind out of him, which makes him double over. You land a sledgehammer blow on him that knocks him back up; you punch him square in the nose, on the mouth, back in the stomach when he falls over. You pull out your blade from your back pocket and kneel down to his level. You flip it open and press it against his neck

(Y/N): Looks like you were the one who was gonna play the hard way, huh?

He scrambles away and runs back to his car, which he speeds away in.

Ponyboy: Now that was something…

Dally: You boys stay here, I’ll be right back…

You sat on you bottom and played with your blade, which made you accidentally cut your finger, causing you to bleed. You took the bandanna out of your hair and wrapped it around you finger.

Dally: Hey there doll.

(Y/N): Can I help ya handsome?

Dally: Yes you can actually…

(Y/N): Oh really? How?

Dally: You can help me by telling me your name before I say anything else.

(Y/N): It’s (Y/N). How about you?

Dally: Dallas, but Dally for friends and cute girls like you.

(Y/N): Now, what can I help you with?

Dally: You can help by sayin yes on a date with me for tomorrow night at the Drive-In.

(Y/N): How bout The Dingo?

Dally: You got it. One more question…

(Y/N): Now what?

Dally: You a greaser?

(Y/N): At heart.

He smiles and helps you up. He noticed your blood stained bandanna wrapped around your finger.

Dally: What happened here?

(Y/N): Foolin around with my blade and cut myself. Couple of socs tried to jump me and I e-

Dally: You ended up beating the tar out of that one guy. Didn’t know you liked playing the hard way.

(Y/N): You saw that?

Dally: Even heard what you said.

(Y/N): Well… I’ll leave you off on this until tomorrow night…

You stand on your tippie toes to reach Dally’s lips, which you kiss passionately, to which he kissed you back. You both pull away, smiling.

(Y/N): See ya tomorrow night, Dally.

He walks back to the gang as you walk away, but you stop and whirl around when you hear him yell your name.

(Y/N): What?

Dally: What if I can’t wait until tomorrow night?

You run over to him and look at him, ignoring the other boys.

(Y/N): If ya wanna know the truth, I can’t wait until tomorrow either.

You begin to kiss again, then you jump and wrap you legs around his waist.

Dally: Sorry boys, but I have a hot girl to attend to.

(Y/N): So if you’ll let us be…

Johnny: I don’t know about you guys but I’d be more than happy to.

And with that, the others left while you and Dally stood on the side of the road, sucking each others faces off.

Dally: (Y/N), last question…

(Y/N): Now what? you giggle

Dally: Will you be my girl?

(Y/N): You bet your ass I will.

Okay, I think this is the longest one I’ve written, but I kinda really got into this one. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

~Stay Gold~

staygold-fandom (Malory)

The Harvey Beaks Writing Process!

This post is to show a little bit of the process the writers go through as well as a peek into some of the documents they create!

The writer’s main job on Harvey Beaks is to come up with adventures for Harvey and his friends. The HB writers room has a Story Editor (the head writer), three Staff Writers, and a Script Coordinator (someone who takes notes during story meetings, manages the schedule, and creates record scripts). Harvey Beaks is a “Board-Driven” show, which means the writers come up with the stories and how they play out, and the storyboard artists and directors continue writing the same stories while drawing out the action.

Once one of the writers has an idea, they pitch it to C.H. Greenblatt and the rest of the writers. Everyone talks about it and pitches ideas on what could happen in the story. Eventually, the main bits of the story are present, and one writer goes off to write a BEAT SHEET.

A beat sheet is usually around a page long and features quick, short story beats that explain the entire story in as few words as possible. The idea is to keep it simple and clear without too many details cluttering the backbone of the story.

C.H. Greenblatt and the other writers all weigh in on the story with pitches and ideas, constantly working to improve the story. The writer in charge of spearheading an episode will make the changes and eventually the beat sheet goes off to network for approval.

Here’s a link to the official beat sheet for the episode, “Princess Is Better Than You”:

Once the beat sheet is approved, it’s time to get more detailed! The writers flesh out the document into an OUTLINE and incorporate any network notes.

An outline is usually around three pages and features more details, jokes, and sometimes a tiny bit of dialogue. This document goes back to the room where everyone pitches on it again. The writer continues improving the document until it’s the funniest, best version they can make it! Then it goes back to network for approval.

Here’s a link to the official outline for the same Harvey Beaks episode, “Princess Is Better Than You”:

Each writer is working on at least one episode, so the room is constantly discussing around three or four episodes at a time.

Once the outline is approved and any further network notes addressed, the story is sent to the storyboard artists (who are also writers). These folks take the story and continue fleshing out the specifics. They write the dialogue, jokes, and figure out exactly how the scene is going to play.

An animated story has many hands working to improve it and every story is constantly being rewritten. Even in editing, the supervising producers will be rewriting bits of dialogue!

After the storyboards are complete, the Script Coordinator compiles a document with all the dialogue written in the storyboards to create a recording script. This is what the voice actors read while doing the voices for the show.

And that’s about it! Hopefully you now know a bit more about what the Harvey Beaks writers do! For more info, follow the @HarveyWriters on Twitter!

Walter Baumhofer, 1934. One of the 14 Doc Savage novels set around polar regions and polar expeditions, in an era when aviators and others regularly made headlines and newsreels for going over the pole. I’ve read all of them, and the only one I clearly remember is the one where Doc beats a polar bear with his bare hands. That sounds beyond insane, but it makes sense if you read it, for instance, polar bears are left handed, so Doc always dodges to his right.

Props to Baumhaufer, who regularly made Doc Savage the most beautiful man in the world. True story: I used to have this one as a poster in my apartment, and every time my ex passed by it (who didn’t really care for pulp or scifi or comics or geek stuff that much) she looked at it and said “oooh.”

This episode makes me so happy. I am going to list the reasons why
-CAROLINA SAID WE she is part of their family and I love
-dr grey. Just everything. Dr fuckin Grey
-sarge is such a fuckin dork and I love it
-Washington. You are literally never not cryptic. Like ever. Calm down. (I still love you tho)
-Felix. You got so much asshole into like two lines.
-tucker called Santa Kringle
-caboose somehow knew sharkface’s name?????
-tucker making fun of sharkface’s name
-DOYLE GOT THE FUCKING SWORD. I had to like pause for a full minute while I processed that
-caboose had a guinea pig named mr. Fiddles. I might make a whole other post just for that tbh
-caboose laughing while doc beats up tucker