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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My Archive of Our Own link. My tastes are eclectic and I tend to write based on whatever inspires me, so not all of my work may click with everyone.

In general, expect science fiction and fantasy works, leaning towards original content, but possibly with some fan works in there too. And probably a lot of nonsense about whatever tabletop RPGs are stuck in my head that week.

#ao3 link #my writing #technically

relia-robot-writes

Wanderlust

Calliope, pilot of the starship Lysandra, turned to a console and pressed the voice activation button. "Computer, turn off monitoring in this room until we exit it."

The ship's computer beeped its compliance, and Iridia turned to face Calliope. "Okay, Calli, what's this all about?"

Calliope scratched her cheek, nervously. "Well... okay. So. I've been... kind of dating the ship's computer."

Iridia rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I know. I hear you screaming her name every time one of the ship's remotes enters your room. You're not exactly subtle."

Calliope blushed. "D-don't give me that! Remember the incident with the ambassador?"

"I thought we had agreed not to bring that up again." Iridia glared, averting her gaze and crossing her arms.

"Well, now we're even, I guess," mumbled Calliope. "Anyway! I need your help."

Iridia looked warily at her. "With what, exactly?"

"Brainstorming." Calliope clapped her hands together. "So. It turns out that Lysandra's kind of a sub-"

"I don't want to know that. Why are you telling me that? Why should I even be in this room?"

"Wait! I'll- I'll give you my printer rations for a week." Iridia raised her hand to the door controls. "A month!"

Iridia hesitated, finger poised over the button, then sighed in defeat. "Okay. The ship I service and maintain, professionally, is a sub. So what."

"So, she likes to be... restrained, sometimes. Tied up."

Iridia's head made a thunk noise as it hit the bulkhead. "Of course. You know, I'm sure you could have looked up 'shibari' on the GalNet."

Calliope wrung her hands together. "Shi-what now?" Iridia turned to her, glowering, and she hurriedly put her hands up. "Doesn't matter! Ropes and stuff might work on the remotes, but those aren't really her. She wants something more... suited. To her. Uh. Size."

Iridia blinked at her. "You want to tie up... a starship?"

"I thought you might have some ideas!"

Iridia was already muttering to herself. "Engines are like locomotion... but a computer lockout to manual isn't the same as a physical restraint. Maybe manual assist with a kind of old-style steering wheel lock? Would need to restrain the remotes, too. Some sort of covering for the sensors, like a blindfold? And then there's the aesthetics of restraints on the main body..."

Calliope inched closer as Iridia trailed off, her hand on her chin. "So, you'll help?" She said, hopefully.

"Huh?" Iridia looked up. "Oh. Well, it's certainly a fascinating problem-"

"Great!" Calliope grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously. "I really owe you one for this. Remember not to talk about it or write about it where she can hear you, she wants this to be a surprise! I gotta get going to my duty shift, we'll talk later. Thanks a million!"

Before Iridia could respond, Calliope was out the door, and the computer chimed again. "Monitoring restored," it said. "I'm looking forward to seeing what you come up with, Engineer Iridia."

Iridia looked worriedly at the nearby console. "What have I gotten myself into?" she muttered.

#reblogs #other's writing #yeah we're giving the interstellar starship rigging #oh like a mainsail? going back to those age of sail aesthetics #smiles innocently

queenaegon

is that song actually character-coded or is your brain a character-shaped hammer looking for lyrics to nail down somewhere

#reblogs #predominantly the latter to be clear #but sometimes the character is wiggly enough to fit the task #and then #rarely #it is the former

elexuscal

Talking with writers online

Their stories: Amazing grammar, soaring vocabulary, beautiful imagery and prose which flows like a river.

In chats: no capitalisation or punctuation, swears like a sailor, misspellings everywhere, acronyms and abbreviations every five words, idek

alwaysboth

#listen #listen do u know how much braining it takes to make the words go? #it is a lot #it’s like wearing fancy clothes all day #and then when you’re at home and comfy #u just put on ur pj’s ( @feynites)

insomination

I have never related to a statement more than “do you know how much braining it takes to make words go?”

#reblogs #guilty as charged

vanquishedvaliant

counting down the clock until I go foaming at the mouth crazy about Nanoha again and remind everybody that a huge portion of modern magical series owe their start to Nanoha's success as cite it as a direct inspiration. Madoka, Symphogear, dozens of other sci-fi magical girls, their own succesors and followups. All trace their routes to our little magical gundam girl and pink death beams of lesbianism

Appreciate her! Appreciate her now!!!

#reblogs #*casually sets the alarm to go off when you get up again*#let my wife cook #literally and also figuratively #edit: in hindsight this sounds maybe not exactly feminist but i mean in the sense of “I am far from my wife and remember her cooking fondly

boobcareer

"why does a robot need big boobs and a fat ass?" you don't understand anything.

#reblogs #robotposting

relia-robot

The doll is kept wound by an ingenious mechanism; a halo. When properly attached to the mainspring and given something to worry about or feel guilty for, the halo will attempt to spin, cranking the mainspring up and giving the doll motion. The doll is drawn to service, but the beauty of this is that the halo cannot be satisfied. At the completion of a task, the halo will begin to worry and feel guilty about another task, person, or situation. As long as there is an unresolved task or a person that needs assistance, the halo will keep spinning, causing the doll to be wound in perpetuity.

There are, unfortunately, two downsides to this approach. One, the halo must be disconnected prior to maintenance, or else the mainspring will never lose tension and the doll will fight the maintenance. There have been cases of dolls literally tearing themselves apart while attempting to assist in their own cleaning and repairs, not to mention the dangers of detaching a halo under extreme torque.

Two, because the doll is kept in a constant state of maximum windage, maintenance must be done more often, or the wear and tear on the parts involved may cause uncontrolled deconstruction under high tension. The high velocity of parts in such a situation may cause injury to nearby people and dolls alike, and leaves an awful mess. Take care of your dolls responsibly to prevent accidents!

#reblogs #dollposting #other's writing #hi i like this quite a bit #very interesting way of putting to metaphor a certain type of anxiety and restlessness as well as a maladaptive coping mechanism for it #anyways readers if you vibe with this #(like i do)#gotta make sure to give yourself that maintenance #... you know do i tag this as angelposting #is that a thing? i am mostly ignorant of the divinity side of writing here for a multitude of reasons

tpwrtrmnky

The weirdest way to engage with fiction by far, in my opinion, is taking the "chronological order is strictly better always" approach to sprawling (video or tabletop) game settings and then insisting it's a good entry point. Like. You realize the creation myth of the world and the Ancient Precursor War lore aren't things people will care about unless they're already invested in the story, right?

bite-my-grimy-fleshy-ass

Beginning the Star Wars movie marathon with a KOTOR letsplay

#reblogs #... relevant

some days you just wake up and realize it might actually be a good idea to commit to a joke you made over a year ago, because the alternative is having someone else make the joke for you

#rambling

wtf-scientific-papers

Wang and Lai (2014)

gemstone-gynoid

#reblogs #the close relative of programmer art #self-made scientific diagrams

arachnixe

How do i gain confidence as a writer

Confidence is a skill like any other, but before you have confidence, you can sometimes substitute other feelings. Like outrage, or inebriation. Whatever motivates.

Start small. Little creative pieces that feel less risky to invest in. Show them to friends. Lots of small things helps more than a few big ones. You probably won't get the same reaction for everything, but seeing which of your ideas get your friends most excited is a fun game.

Use the excitement of your friends to build your hubris meter enough to share more widely. Hubris is good enough to substitute for confidence, and maybe if you repeat often enough to find others who share enough overlapping interests with your creative output, something like confidence emerges.

Unfortunately you may eventually discover that confidence doesn't actually erase insecurity. They can both coexist, and that's frustrating. But hey, if you can ride the highs when you have them and endure the lows, things get easier. At least in my experience.

#reblogs #can confirm outrage works #but be careful

one minor drawback of writing a story so large in advance is that i have lots of time to think about how cool certain scenes would be if depicted visually.

shame that i have a very visual imagination and very limited skill in the visual arts. so instead i put my trust in the (eventual) readers and fans...

#rambling

themindsubmissive

THINGS THAT ARE CUTE: WHEN YOUR BELOVED MACHINE'S FANS SPEED UP BECAUSE IT IS FLUSTERED, AROUSED, OR HAPPY.

THINGS THAT ARE NOT CUTE: WHEN YOUR BELOVED MACHINE'S FANS SPEED UP BECAUSE IT IS OVERTHINKING TO THE POINT OF DISTRESS.

SOLUTION: REMIND IT GENTLY THAT YOU ARE HERE FOR IT AND THAT IT IS DOING A GOOD JOB. DISTRACT IT.

#reblogs #robotposting #been a lot of the second one lately...

prokopetz

As a general rule of fantasy and sci-fi naming, the closer to the back half of the alphabet the average letter in their name is, the eviller they are. A name that doesn't contain any consonants north of R is poison frog colouration. If it uses Y as a vowel in a non-terminal position you're basically fucked.

#reblogs #i may have accidentally ended up on the front lines in the fight against this trope haha #looks directly at my evil character whose name only contains letters between a and i #smiles innocently #right uh #logical2u:acacia