Challenge #02000-E176: Biorhythm and Blues — Steemit
If there is one thing more annoying than a morning person, it is a morning person who is at peak sunniness in the pre-dawn hours. Four in the morning becomes four in the fucking morning with extra singing.
To his credit, Barry knew that his fellow shipmates liked to lie in, especially the most wonderful woman in the multiverse - Lup. His main squeeze. His snuggle-buddy. His absolute light of his life and his reason to continue despite the better part of a century’s worth of death, revivification, disappointment, and just… watching worlds die, year after year after year.
Therefore he at least tried to keep his volume down in the wee small hours. Tried being the operative word. There are some feelings that just cannot be contained and the joy of love is one among them. Another is abject terror, which he will be experiencing shortly.
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A crossover between arcs that I promise I’m still actually working on… honest.
What the Fuck, Taako? - InterNutter - The Adventure Zone (Podcast) [Archive of Our Own]
Companion piece to Drought Breaker. Because Lup needs more screen time.
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I have an ongoing series that’s chronicling the twins’ shitty, shitty childhood.
Challenge #01482-D021: All the Luck
“If my life wasn’t funny, it would just be true, and that is unacceptable” - Carrie Fisher – @recklessprudence
Kyle was a Lucker. One of the unfortunate few with the Luck gene. His bad luck was everyone’s good, and vice versa. His ‘range’ was five Standard Distance Units, or he would be isolated on a small station just big enough for one. The universe, it seemed, liked balance.
Fortunately for Kyle, he had found an ‘out’. He moonlighted as a stand-up comic. All he did was tell tales about his own bad luck and audiences were in gales of laughter. The Minutes showered in. And everyone who laughed at him got some good fortune coming their way. He earned, and they benefitted, and he kind-of made a living.
He despised being laughed at.