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NaNoWriMo - Day Twenty-One:
Feeling stuck? Try this...
The fingerbones of giants past cast long shadows over the forgotten battlefields where the world's fate was once decided. It would be decided here again at sundown.
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The Astronaut
Pairing Jin x Reader
Rating 13+
Genre/Tropes Fluff, dad!tan
Warnings Just my usual heartachingly sweet dad!tan.
WC 500
Crosspost AO3 - herecomessatvrn
Summary Jin has a precious secret that he finally wants to share with the world.
AN Not betad and written for a NanNoWriMo sprint on @bangtan-oasis and as a gift to @sunshinerainbowsbtsThe Astronaut Jin has wrecked us all I think, so here’s my little tribute for the Bangtan Bomb Idol AU world I have going on. At some point, I'll have a master reference sheet or something. Please enjoy!
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It was hard to believe that the life he had known for years was changing. He had put it off for too long. But now at least, he had a family. And not just BTS and ARMY, but a partner and a daughter.
Jin considered himself lucky. More so than most, and that was the reason that for so long, his personal life had been concealed from the public eye, and only shared with the people he loved most.
Yuri had grown so much over the years, and he had many pictures and videos in his phone, on his computer, that were cherished memories. Each one of them he could remember clearly. Her first steps. When she was learning to speak. Her first day of school. When each of his brothers held her for the first time. The way she would light up when she got excited. All of them, precious memories as she grew and changed.
Together, he and his partner had decided that it would be up to her, once she was old enough to understand what it meant, whether she appeared on camera to the public.
While he was working, she approached him quietly. Bowing politely when she realized that he was on a video call and excused herself to wait outside of the office. When Jin called her back in, she looked towards the webcam perched between his monitors, noting that the little green light wasn’t on.
“Appa,” she began as she approached and twisted her fingers into the hem of Jin’s sweater. She looked down shyly waiting for his attention.
“Can I be in a video?”
Jin was a little surprised. Yuri had been content thus far remaining out of the spotlight. Even in photos, she shied away from the camera. He recalled the day at the beach, just the three of them. She had been glued to his side, but when the camera came out, she darted away.
He never admitted that it hurt a little every time she did that, but it was her decision. Asking to be in a video was like a balm to his aching heart.
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Social media blew up in an instant. The theories and speculation. What could the song mean? Was it about ARMY? No, it's about BTS. Others suggested he was married and had kids, but it was always a joke. Because the others had said as much, of course Jin would say outright for something this important.
It was when the making of the video appeared on youtube that he made a post.
From the set, the photographer had captured the moment when he was pushing Yuri on a bike, seeing her off down the road. His hand rested gently on her back, a gold band glinting on his ring finger.
And in the video, Yuri perched on his knee, laughing as they watched something not visible off of the screen. The comment with the post; “So proud of the person she's becoming. I am honored.”
AN Thank you so much for reading! Comments and feedback mean the world to me! Come say hello to me, my ask box is always open! <3
#bts fanfiction#bangtanoasis#btshoneyhive#btscarnivalnet#btswritingcafe#bangtanarmynet#kim seokjin#Jin x reader#dad!tan#fluff#parenthood#idol!au#satvrn fics#the astronaut
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I'm going to fight my past self
I decided to do some writing for NanNoWriMo today instead of stream while my boyfriend is at work and that damn bitch pat me left me with this last time
She knows I'm bad at starting chapters how could she do this to me
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I saw a few of these posts around my feed, so of course I wanted to participate myself. Thank you all for a very cool year! Even though I created this sideblog back in summer 2022, I only started using it as a true writing and reading blog in 2023.
*insert that meme “It ain’t much, but it’s honest work.”*
I’ve continued posting my reviews, but I also started writing reading journals, sharing my favorite quotes and updating my writing progress on various projects.
2023 was a creative mess for me, at least the first half of it. I did win a small local writing competition held by my city’s public library! In October I wrote a short story that’s going to be published soon, and I also managed to win NanNoWriMo! Woo!
I also got a certificate from the European Science Fiction society??? The Chrysalis award??? Which I often forget about, but when I think about it, I pretty much can’t believe it happened?? I mean, wow. That’s pretty cool.
And I also started working as a co-editor on a speculative-fiction magazine, which has been very educational and also very fun! I still sometimes find it a little surreal, but overall it’s a cool experience!
Ok, seems like this year wasn’t that bad as far as reading/writing goes after all. Hopefully, 2024 won’t be too bad either!
Thanks for all the likes, reblogs and follows! I appreciate it.
And I wish you all the best in 2024! <3
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ssh, I'm off to work on my fanfic instead of my NanNoWriMo, don't tell anyone . . .
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“Finally,” she spat. “I am not going to let this be the day Ssythe claims me for my ancestors, Vaela. The rest of those sliss-stunned pelm-siths can sit there and ready themselves for death, but not us. Do your weapons work?”
I had to let the sentence run through my head twice before I heard the question. Numbly, I scanned my instruments and found that my cannons were registering as loaded. I flicked a switch, and the ‘on-line’ bulb snapped to life. “Thankfully, it’s the only thing that is working.”
My favorite few lines I've written today for NanNoWriMo.
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Get ready Chrysalis readers, I'm finna participate in NanNoWriMo, hopefully I am successful
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New chapter of As The Valkyries Sing Their Song is up. Yes it’s not Friday, and yes I’ve been behind, but as part of a nannowrimo challenge I got the story finished last month.
Chapter 16 is here
Also please check out the many other wonderful Sylki fics completed as part of this challenge here.
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Because I’m in a mood to share (and more than one person actually interacted with the post from before so I’m taking that as an invitation so HA) I took the time to FIGURE OUT HOW TO LOG ON TO THIS ANCIENT-ASS BLOG ON MY COMPUTER to post this.
I hope you frickers enjoy this little snip-it, and let me know what you think!
“So,” sitting behind the desk, he gestures to one of the cushioned chairs across from him. “Here’s the deal,” he pauses while I fight with the thick carpet to scoot the chair the few inches closer to him. Solomon pauses for another beat, sees I’m situated, and continues, “office is supposed to be open at 8am, but whenever Mary shows up is when we open. Grant was coming in at 9. Monday through Friday. Might need you on a Saturdays, depends on the workload and clients.” He leans back in his chair. “I’d ask that you don’t smoke inside the office space but Stella lights crap on fire in here constantly, so I guess do what you want when I’m not here. You’re and adult. And don’t worry, you’ll probably just be here in the office the whole time.” He pauses again and meets my eye. “Any questions?”
“You really want me to do this?” He makes a noise that sounds sort of like a laugh.
“Would make me an exceptional ass if I said otherwise right now, huh.”
“Okaaay, but, I mean, you know I don’t-”
“Listen kid,” he puts a hand up to stop me. I shift in my seat. “I’m not stupid. I know what was posted is already not what you technically signed up for. Mary added too many frills to the description, honestly. It’s a desk job. I’m looking for a pencil-pusher. And I have no preconceived notions about your, uh, ‘interactions with the supernatural’, either.” Air quotes. “I’m looking for that. Your job is to question everything. I mean everything, you get it? We need- and I mean we, the folks in this office are great but they’ve got their own quirks, you’ll find out soon enough- but we need, to put it bluntly, a skeptic.”
I blink at him. This is not what I was expecting him to say. “I find that in this like of work, you have to have a healthy dose of skepticism behind the scenes. Otherwise everything is their dead aunt and nothing is a faulty fan belt. You get me?”
“Yes, I think.” Solomon is not convinced.
“Where did I lose you?”
“When you said the part about wanting someone to poke holes in your work.”
“No no no no,” Solomon rubs his face and sits forward. He’s changing tactics. “It’s like this. Someone goes to their doctor because they’re in pain. They go, ‘Doc, my ribs are killing me’, yeah? Well there’s nothing there that proves there’s a problem. But they need the once-over to feel better anyway. We’re the doctors for their damp cellars and inherited estates. Do I think these people are idiots? Depends. And yes, you come across some gamey shysters from time to time. But for the most part, people come to us for genuine help. So, we package the help in a way that sounds like what they want to hear. A well-dressed parable and all that, you know.”
“Wow. If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re the real skeptic here.” This garners a laugh, a real one.
“Kid, it’s how I built my business. Now, making others think they’re telling the truth?” A knowing look, a pause. “That’s how you keep it. The cheap knock-offs you see now adays don’t either don’t know how to shut their trap or they just don’t know what they’re looking at. Too busy counting views and raking in followers. The ‘transparency’ of it all.” He gives a grand gesture with both of his hands, and I am certain he has a specific person in mind when he says this. “Where was I going with this. Anyway, there you have it. Sound good?”
I take a few moments to process this. So. The story I drummed up won’t be needed. A wave of relief washes over me. Fact check for a once-famous paranormal investigator and his crew of characters? I think I can swing that. “Alright. When do I start?” He smiles, sticking out his hand.
“Welcome aboard, kid.”
#gg ramble#the inbox is open#By Book Or Shovel#Home Is#I need a better name for this...#original idea#ghost story#NanNoWriMo#story time
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How’s NaNo going, you ask?
Instead of writing, I’ve spent the last hour making a book cover for my story.
So, not great?
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Halfway there!
And still going strong! I’ve fallen into a schedule, and I’m really proud of what I’ve done so far! Here’s to another 25k!
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Seeing that it’s NanNo time again, I’ve decided I’m basically just going to try and write some every day. I’d love to get ‘Adjusting - August’ done this month, but I’m not going for a 50,000 word count.
To everyone doing NanNo, good luck! You can do this!
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#NaNoWriMo2019 at 15K Cheers and Happy & Reading & Writing! Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic in Romance!
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anyone else competing in camp nanowrimo this july??
#writerblr#writers#writers life#new writer#writer blog#nanowrimo#camp nannowrimo#nanowrimo survival kit#writing buddy#writing friends#writing from home#writing july#writing challenge
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Day 5 Review
(Divali’s tomorrow, which means no school then!)
Number of Words Completed today:
3,939 words
Current word count:
29,983/50,000 words
Chapters completed today:
Chapter 9 - Glorious
Chapter 10 - Songburnning
Next chapter:
Chapter 11 - Something Better
#nanowrimo#nannowrimo 2018#rock dog#rock dog movie#tibetan rock dog#rock dog: the retold story#2 parts out of 4 completed#no school tomorrow!
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The Saddest Thing About Betrayal - Chapter 3 - Part 2 of the Crime is a Logical Extension Series - James Bond 007
Sorry this is a little late, but as you can see, this chapter got a little long! Most of the story is wrapped up, and the final chapter will be exploring that new dynamic I teased in the notes of this fic. And yes, Q and Bond are angsty right now, but they're going to work it out. I hope you like this chapter, and be sure to follow me on Tumblr. I'm trying to regularly post previews of this story. Also, this isn't going to be 50k, and it's not going to be done by the end of the month; shocker!
It's been five years since criminals Q and James Bond escaped MI6 and Agent 007, Eve Moneypenny, and they have been hard at work. Now the two of them are focused on breaking down drug cartels, terrorist cells, and trafficking rings and robbing them blind, then leading Moneypenny to round up the stragglers. Moneypenny continues to focus on trying to bring in the notorious criminal duo. However, something comes along that disrupts the careful game of cat and mouse the three of them are playing and is going to change all three of their lives forever.
#00Q#00Q fanfiction#James Bond#James Bond x Q#Q#Quartermaster#Skyfall#spectre#Nannowrimo 2021#my writing#safaia's fics
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