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Expert-Pomegranate-8 t1_j5fadnr wrote

Reply to comment by Quetzhal in [WP] You've just gotten home to your spouse, when a group of demons, orcs, centaurs, vampires, goblins and other monsters burst in. One of them addresses your spouse, saying "My Lord. The time has come. We are ready. We shall ride into battle by your side, mighty Godslayer." You are confused. by Einherjar-warrior

Any tips for writing romantic moments,guy?Cuz this is pretty good

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The-Name-is-my-Name t1_j5f5qgm wrote

Reply to comment by S1eepyZ in [WP] For ages the dragons & humans coexisted. Humanity waged war amongst themselves & built sprawling empires. Eventually the dragons tired of it & unleashed their furry. Humanities conquests came to a halt & became enslaved by the dragons to build grandiose castles befitting their new masters. by [deleted]

Yeah, it was one singular furry, but he brought his kids to work.

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FLAWLESSMovement t1_j5f2odi wrote

Reply to comment by rain-blocker in [WP]Nobody would look at you the same. "How did a normie like you kill three supers?" They would say. Those "heroes in training" ganged up on you, and the charges were dropped on self defence. No one seemed to take "not panicking" as the answer.... even though it was. by Yapizzawachuwant

He’d have a full suit with the dampeners and a training itinerary for super in less than 12 hours. That situation is BEGGING for bats to step in and groom…I mean train a new hero.

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Reply to [WP] You're unimaginably strong... but you're also unstable and uncontrollable. For your safety, as well as everyone else's, you're locked in a highly-fortified, secured facility. You don't mind; you know this is for the best. Besides, if serious danger threatens, you're the city's ace. by Crystal1501

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Glum-Award-2115 t1_j5ex8gs wrote

Reply to comment by Astrid-Wish in [OT] I need help understanding the subject I was given for a writing contest by gimmeyourbadinage

I understood as something like this. Weekly is a very general content. Something that happens on a weekly basis
Could be the reporter thing, an experts class your character goes to or is the teacher, a gym class, weekly meeting with your boss, weekly expedition to a place this expert makes some kind of research
could be a beauty expert and her weekly meeting with a karen.....you go for it

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lloydkarson1990 t1_j5ejfc4 wrote

Reply to [WP] You've just gotten home to your spouse, when a group of demons, orcs, centaurs, vampires, goblins and other monsters burst in. One of them addresses your spouse, saying "My Lord. The time has come. We are ready. We shall ride into battle by your side, mighty Godslayer." You are confused. by Einherjar-warrior

“What’s going on?” I proclaim, confused. My body violently shook at the beasts before me. “This is none of your concern, please go upstairs” my wife tried to push me away. I see. So the heretics weren’t lying, such a shame. It truly hurts to see us as enemies; not allies. My heart aches at the idea of what I’m about to do, but my beliefs cry out for justice. “My mother was killed by a monster just like these. A tall, bulky orc” I muttered. “What are you talking about? I though your mother left when you were younger” “Ahh yes. A lie” I unsheathed my blade. “Princess of devils, my love, I will make this painless” a single tear rushed down my cheek. Hastily, I drove my black blade through the foul beasts of hell as inched towards the love of my life. Violently, my body shook, throwing me off tempo, yet the show had to continue. This tragic end was written in blood, engraved into fate. I know there is nothing after this, no heaven nor hell, those worlds are simply fractions of ours, living and breathing parts of it. “My love” I whispered into her ear and I drove the blade of the church through her tainted body. I felt a sharp pain in my stomache as I caressed her cheek. As I peered down, I saw an orc’s tooth piercing my abdomen, held in my lover’s hand. “My…dear” I whispered, “Such pain. I haven’t even the time to process this” I received no reply, “my…dear?” I looked up to see a lifeless face of beauty. Slowly, I rested her body on the cold, wooden ground. Outside, masses of monsters surrounded our home. “It seems I haven’t much longer left” I muttered to myself, “I will see you soon my love”. Slowly, I moved my hand into my pocket, retrieving a syringe filled with an orange liquid; I moved it up to my arm, forcing the need deep into a vein, then pushing the liquid in. Instantly, I felt my genetic code alter, I was about to lose my humanity. The last hurrah of a dying man; I will kill them as the very thing I hate; a monster.

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FarFetchedFiction t1_j5eilpv wrote

Reply to [WP] Out of nowhere, thousands of voices begin presenting you with grievances and complaints from... yourself - or more accurately, your body. "Not enough iron," "too much cholesterol," and "rupture in blood vessel D-14" bombard you at all hours of the day. Your cells are now sapient. by ArseneArsenic

"I'm so sick of working under this asshole. Every day dealing with the same freaking crap left over from the day before. Why can we never seem to catch up on this work load? The stress is too much! I can't keep it together."

"You have to keep it together, Tony. We're a rectum. That's literally our one job."

"You know back in the mitosis days, I thought I'd be somebody. I remember when we first formed the cavity, thinking this is it, we're making a mouth. Then the freaking stem cell committee tells us we're at the opposite end of the chute and it's been nothing but chaos since."

"Life's what you make of it, Tony."

"Wouldn't you have liked to know? Did they ask you before they gave the taste buds to the other guys?"

"Be very grateful they didn't give us taste buds."

"I'm just saying. Of all the jobs out there in the whole wide organism, why the rectum?"

"It does no good dwelling on what could have been, my friend. Now stop talking shit and start talking some shit, alright?"

"Where do I put all this sugar, boss?"

"Just with the regular shipment, right there in the blood intake."

"No problem."

"Hey, wait a minute. What's with all the extra hydrogen bonds going on there?"

"Ain't that normal?"

"No, that's not normal! Is that alcohol?"

"Could be."

"What!?"

"Maybe."

"MAYBE?"

"Probably."

"Where the hell did we pick up alcohol? We're just a kid!"

"I don't know. Must've come in on the same delivery as the nicotine we picked up earlier."

"You didn't!"

"We didn't the first time. Sent it back up with a load of stomach acid. But by the third try we had to let it through."

"What is this organism coming to?"

"Should I still unload the rest of this-"

"Scuse me, coming through. Hey there fellas. Where should I unload all this sugar?"

"Are you kidding me! Can't you see all the hydrogen hanging off that stuff?"

"Pardon me everybody, just got in with this load of sugar. Hey where should I drop this off-"

"Gang way everybody. Got some fresh sugar here to unload."

"No! No. Everybody back. Turn around right now and take it all back up where it came from. I don't care where the kid is, or who he's trying to impress with this. We're not doing this right now."

"Hello friends! Does anyone need some sugar?"

"Ah damn. I got a chunk of dirt stuck in my pore again."

"Just flush it out with some more oil."

"I'm trying, but it's just settling in deeper."

"Well get it out of there, quick!"

"It's too deep! I can't push it out!"

"Oh no! Ohh God, what if it's an infection?"

"You think it's gonna make us sick?"

"Just nuke the thing. Better safe than sorry."

"Alright. I'll just drown it in pus and let the immune system handle it."

"Hey, that's what they're here for."

"Yes! Good morning beautiful world! I've finally made it to the surface. Hello sky! Hello sun . . . oof, hello sunlight."

"First day?"

"Oh yes. I'm so excited! I've always wanted to be a part of the waterproofing layer."

"Ha! You're a funny kid."

"What?"

"Waterproofing. Haha! I haven't heard that one in ages."

"Are we not doing that up here anymore?"

"Oh sure, once in a blue moon when the kid will take a shower. But lately our role has been redefined as . . . cosmetic, you could say."

"Cosmetic how? And what's going on with this heat? Why are we out here in the direct sunlight without any sunscreen?"

"Oh you sweet summer child."

"It feels like burning. God this is really starting to hurt!"

"Take a look at my face kid. This is the face of a perfect, shriveled, crusty tan."

"Ouch! Good God, why can't we just move over to that shady tree? Someone has to put in an emergency reflex order to the legs! Jesus Christ. This is torture!"

"Beauty ain't easy."

"Ah! Aaaaaah! It burns!"

"Hey Steve, you ever think about what it's like at the other end of the chute?"

"Hmm . . . Nope. Can't imagine."

"Me neither . . . Hey pass the butter."

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Quetzhal t1_j5ehjrf wrote

Reply to comment by Quetzhal in [WP] You've just gotten home to your spouse, when a group of demons, orcs, centaurs, vampires, goblins and other monsters burst in. One of them addresses your spouse, saying "My Lord. The time has come. We are ready. We shall ride into battle by your side, mighty Godslayer." You are confused. by Einherjar-warrior

"Nathei..."

My voice is soft. The Dark Lord kneels in front of the crushed bed of flowers, staring at them rather despondently; I sigh. I know how important they are to him, and it kills me that I didn't think to install some sort of protective ward over them.

Though to be fair, I hadn't exactly expected an entire invading force to land on our doorstep.

It's fine, he tells me. We'll just grow a new one.

"This one was important to you, though." I take a flower from the bed - the one that seems healthiest and least crushed. The stem is a little broken, but the petals are nearly entirely intact; they're a wonderful mixed shade of blue and pink and white. It's one of his favorites, if I remember correctly, because they remind him of me.

A small application of healing magic heals the broken stem. "We'll keep this one for the next flowerbed," I say. "And install some wards next time."

Thank you. Nathei composed himself. Some would say I care too much.

"Yeah, well, fuck 'em." I shrug. "They didn't spend thirty years under a perception curse that prevented them from seeing anything positive about the world."

Nathei is silent for a moment. Do you have any leads yet on that?

I don't look at him when I respond.

"Yeah," I say. "I think... I think it might be one of the gods."

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