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opalhonors: Hey guys, please reblog if you would like a book with an autistic main character. I'm thinking of seeing if I could get my...

opalhonors:

Hey guys, please reblog if you would like a book with an autistic main character.

I’m thinking of seeing if I could get my NaNoWriMo work published, and I would like to show any agents/publishers that there would be a market for such a book.

Oh please. My littles need hero(ines) like them .

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Her hands and legs were throbbing by the time she came out the other side. She took a look at them while the masters checked her cart and...

Her hands and legs were throbbing by the time she came out the other side. She took a look at them while the masters checked her cart and the other things they put on her.

Her hands and legs were red with blood.

And dripping.

One of the higher masters noticed and made a squawk of disgust. “Clean that animal up.”

A young male, judging by the newness of his boots and the sharpness of his claws, grabbed her roughly

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Proooobably a Mad scientist, rather than the regular kind

I am somewhat preoccupied telling the Laws of Physics to shut up and sit down. – RecklessPrudence

(#00301)

It took Kev most of the year to work out that Katie Walker was smarter than she seemed. When the dawn came, it was like watching a gigantic fusion energy generator rise over the horizon.

She was coding in her notebook again. Gibberish to Kev’s eyes. She used to count and mutter when writing in there, now, she just wrote in a

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The info-station squawked and sputtered, making half her family jump. “…blow for freedom,” said the low voice of...

The info-station squawked and sputtered, making half her family jump.

“…blow for freedom,” said the low voice of someone. “our agents… (sizz) …victorious.”

Everyone was looking at everyone else. Sahra sat there with her mouth open and her hands pressed flat on the table. She’d never heard anything like this before. No-one was allowed to get up without Mama or current-Papa’s say-so. It was the rules.

“Tonight… (whreeee) …

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Weapons-grade Vocabulary.

My stomach is in my throat right now. It’s trying to spit acid on the parts of my brain that remember reading that message. – RecklessPrudence

(#00300)

It had been an ordinary chat in Shayde’s office until Blenkinsop arrived with the lead-lined lockbox.

“Oh joy, it’s a nastygram from Greater Deregulation. Fan-fookain’-tastic…” She got out and donned a pair of gloves, goggles, and a filter mask.

Then, with ceremony and aplomb, carefully

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In response to a sight.

Can somebody help me find my retinas?
Last I heard, they were screaming and trying to hide under a table.

I leave it to you to determine if the sight was physically, emotionally, or mentally traumatic. – RecklessPrudence

(#00299)

She had been intending to say, “I’m no tryin’ tae escape, ye ken, but somethin’s gone wrong wi’ the air in there.”

She only got as far as, “I’m no trying’

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There were others waiting for the feeding room doors to open when she got there. Large others. Brown-skinned ex-pets from maybe four years...

There were others waiting for the feeding room doors to open when she got there. Large others. Brown-skinned ex-pets from maybe four years ago, when the masters liked the brown-skinned ones to make their places prettier. Sahra slowed. Sometimes thrown-away pets could get mean. Mama said that every skin kind got their turn, sooner or later; and nobody liked going back to the grind when the masters were done. Because being pets was the good life.

One of them noticed her. “

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temperpaints: tenaflyviper: sifinia: castalischiaro: tcmcgee: I've posted it once and I'll post it again. It should be a rule of...

temperpaints:

tenaflyviper:

sifinia:

castalischiaro:

tcmcgee:

I’ve posted it once and I’ll post it again. 

It should be a rule of Halloween that you must honor this man in some way or another.

I think I laughed too hard, everyone in my class is staring at me omg


I will never not reblog vampire Kermit biting Vincent Price.

Oh fuck yeah!

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Sahra stuck to the path the Masters had set her, wincing a little at the sharp bits she couldn’t work loose and into her cart. There...

Sahra stuck to the path the Masters had set her, wincing a little at the sharp bits she couldn’t work loose and into her cart. There was no light. Sahra expected none and was more than used to finding her way around by feel.

The inside of this tunnel was sharp and crumbly. It hurt her fingers to scrabble it loose on the floor, but it was better than hurting her knees and legs crawling over it. It smelled of

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