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Writing meme, stolen from yeska_noka: Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!
(MY DIVERSE TASTE IN FANDOMS AND UNGODLY AMOUNT OF UNFINISHED FIC, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM. sob, and this isn't even including all the ideas I have planned out and not written yet. SIGH.)
1. It's like the motherfucking City Is At War video all over again, except they're not all wearing white and Pete Wentz isn't a policeman.
2. "We appear to be headed toward a glacier, our food supplies are running low, Mr. Sulu has three broken ribs and a sprained wrist-" ("I've been worse!") "-and there is a hole in the Enterprise, which, if not repaired in a timely fashion, will sink us."
3. She frames Kelsi's face with her hands, angling their mouths to pull her into a deeper kiss, and it's as if the last month of composing and planning and agonizing over lyrics, yearbook design and redesign and re-redesign never happened; suddenly it's as if their obligations haven't forced them to go four weeks without their hands on each other.
4. The young ladies would ask him why - aren't we pretty enough? aren't we sweet enough? - and Toshiya would say, "I'm sorry, I'm waiting for the one I love."
5. "Tama-chan doesn't have to shoot people, he just has to look pretty."
6. "Don't patronize me, jackass," he snaps, and bites down hard on Sano's shoulder.
7. Sometimes, Milo thinks he could keep kissing Myde forever, feel Myde's tongue stroking his, taste every inch of Myde's mouth and never get bored.
8. Like a flower turning toward the sun or something, Morgan thinks, or a cat waiting to have its ears scratched, and then he realizes Reid's shaking.
9. He's going to smell like Ringo's fruity-ass green apple shampoo for a few days, but right now, the prospect of smelling like a chick sounds a lot better than the alternative.
10. Gerard is in the middle of a very nice dream about Christina Ricci and a flock of butterflies with little skulls on them when he is rudely awakened by someone yelling his name.
11. A breathy, familiar laugh sounds from somewhere near his hip, and Sei can feel the cool air on his skin and he's sure he was wearing more than this when he fell asleep.
12. "Would it kill you to not screw someone at least daily?" Uhura had asked, despairing, and Gaila said, very seriously, that it probably would.
and your dose of randomspam for the day:
(I can watch that gif all day, you guys, for reals. FISHYFACES EEEEE.)
(MY DIVERSE TASTE IN FANDOMS AND UNGODLY AMOUNT OF UNFINISHED FIC, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM. sob, and this isn't even including all the ideas I have planned out and not written yet. SIGH.)
1. It's like the motherfucking City Is At War video all over again, except they're not all wearing white and Pete Wentz isn't a policeman.
2. "We appear to be headed toward a glacier, our food supplies are running low, Mr. Sulu has three broken ribs and a sprained wrist-" ("I've been worse!") "-and there is a hole in the Enterprise, which, if not repaired in a timely fashion, will sink us."
3. She frames Kelsi's face with her hands, angling their mouths to pull her into a deeper kiss, and it's as if the last month of composing and planning and agonizing over lyrics, yearbook design and redesign and re-redesign never happened; suddenly it's as if their obligations haven't forced them to go four weeks without their hands on each other.
4. The young ladies would ask him why - aren't we pretty enough? aren't we sweet enough? - and Toshiya would say, "I'm sorry, I'm waiting for the one I love."
5. "Tama-chan doesn't have to shoot people, he just has to look pretty."
6. "Don't patronize me, jackass," he snaps, and bites down hard on Sano's shoulder.
7. Sometimes, Milo thinks he could keep kissing Myde forever, feel Myde's tongue stroking his, taste every inch of Myde's mouth and never get bored.
8. Like a flower turning toward the sun or something, Morgan thinks, or a cat waiting to have its ears scratched, and then he realizes Reid's shaking.
9. He's going to smell like Ringo's fruity-ass green apple shampoo for a few days, but right now, the prospect of smelling like a chick sounds a lot better than the alternative.
10. Gerard is in the middle of a very nice dream about Christina Ricci and a flock of butterflies with little skulls on them when he is rudely awakened by someone yelling his name.
11. A breathy, familiar laugh sounds from somewhere near his hip, and Sei can feel the cool air on his skin and he's sure he was wearing more than this when he fell asleep.
12. "Would it kill you to not screw someone at least daily?" Uhura had asked, despairing, and Gaila said, very seriously, that it probably would.
and your dose of randomspam for the day:
(I can watch that gif all day, you guys, for reals. FISHYFACES EEEEE.)