Meme again! (Do I ever have anything else to post? XD;;; )
Hi 8D
Time for another meme! I stole this one from the fabulous missselarne~
Meme: Post a single sentence or more from each WIP you have, or from as many WIPs as you want. Provide no context/explanations.
Just about all of this is from my original stories. 8|;;; sorry, I don't write much fanfiction. There iiiis one snippet from a fanfic I have been stuck on for yeaaars, I'll let you guess which one that is, and what fandom. xD like you didn't read the tags lol
I also took a lot more than one sentence from some of them, but WHO CARES HERE WE GO! /bricked
1. Kuri returned home that night feeling like veritable crap. He’d said the wrong thing to the wrong person at the bar and things had gone far beyond ‘out of hand’. A simple karaoke night to unwind became a night in which he showed up on Alexander’s doorstep covered in broken glass and the smell of booze. Needless to say, he’d be avoiding that bar for a good long time, if the aftershock was anything like he was predicting.
2. “Never! I’ll stalk you for eternity, and even after! And,” The man gave his best innocent smile, which was hard to pull off with his overall lack of innocence, “…even if I didn’t follow you, you’d still come home to me.”
3. “Hey, don’t look at me, toots,” the redhead smarmed in that annoying tone of his, “Bro just threw his bag at my face and ran. Can’t imagine why he’s so upset.”
4. "Sir...ah.." he shook his head, "..I should stop calling you that when we're not working, Starsky." The name was shaky, he'd gone so long without using it. He scratched his chin nervously, hoping this wasn't as awkward as it felt. The blond just laughed in response.
"As much as I love feeling all-important, I think my name has a nicer ring to it. Now if only you'd tell me yours..."
5. Gabbi and I were tidying up the room and that dead kid -I’ll remember his name eventually- went to check out a loud sound that came from the back of the mansion. I suspect a drunken brunet was the cause. When I was sure it was just me and Gabbi, I finally let out what I’d been trying to keep to myself the whole day.
6. “Eh? Who’re you?” The man asked, running a hand through his hair to tame it.
“Do you know Mariah Vian?” The hooded man’s deep brown eyes pierced the other man’s green. He seemed to be smiling, though his tone was that of a man on a serious mission, and besides, the majority of his face was well hidden.
“Oh, I see, you must be that kid the old lady took in. Victor, right?”
7. “I’m old enough to take care of myself, you bum.” If there had been anyone nearby, they would have sworn she was talking to herself. From an outside view, she really was.
You may think you’re big and tough, girl, but there are things in this world even you couldn’t face…like a pervert for example. Little girls simply cannot protect themselves. Hey? Are you even listening to me?! Hello!
8. “Shit… at this rate we’ll never pay up our debt.” said the other girl while holstering her handguns. Her hair was black with blonde tips, easily separating her from the rest of the curious passersby. “That creepy Yakuza priest will be disappointed in how little we’ve actually managed to collect…”
Pfff and that's about it.
I hope you're all having a great holiday season!!! >u< ♥
Time for another meme! I stole this one from the fabulous missselarne~
Meme: Post a single sentence or more from each WIP you have, or from as many WIPs as you want. Provide no context/explanations.
Just about all of this is from my original stories. 8|;;; sorry, I don't write much fanfiction. There iiiis one snippet from a fanfic I have been stuck on for yeaaars, I'll let you guess which one that is, and what fandom. xD like you didn't read the tags lol
I also took a lot more than one sentence from some of them, but WHO CARES HERE WE GO! /bricked
1. Kuri returned home that night feeling like veritable crap. He’d said the wrong thing to the wrong person at the bar and things had gone far beyond ‘out of hand’. A simple karaoke night to unwind became a night in which he showed up on Alexander’s doorstep covered in broken glass and the smell of booze. Needless to say, he’d be avoiding that bar for a good long time, if the aftershock was anything like he was predicting.
2. “Never! I’ll stalk you for eternity, and even after! And,” The man gave his best innocent smile, which was hard to pull off with his overall lack of innocence, “…even if I didn’t follow you, you’d still come home to me.”
3. “Hey, don’t look at me, toots,” the redhead smarmed in that annoying tone of his, “Bro just threw his bag at my face and ran. Can’t imagine why he’s so upset.”
4. "Sir...ah.." he shook his head, "..I should stop calling you that when we're not working, Starsky." The name was shaky, he'd gone so long without using it. He scratched his chin nervously, hoping this wasn't as awkward as it felt. The blond just laughed in response.
"As much as I love feeling all-important, I think my name has a nicer ring to it. Now if only you'd tell me yours..."
5. Gabbi and I were tidying up the room and that dead kid -I’ll remember his name eventually- went to check out a loud sound that came from the back of the mansion. I suspect a drunken brunet was the cause. When I was sure it was just me and Gabbi, I finally let out what I’d been trying to keep to myself the whole day.
6. “Eh? Who’re you?” The man asked, running a hand through his hair to tame it.
“Do you know Mariah Vian?” The hooded man’s deep brown eyes pierced the other man’s green. He seemed to be smiling, though his tone was that of a man on a serious mission, and besides, the majority of his face was well hidden.
“Oh, I see, you must be that kid the old lady took in. Victor, right?”
7. “I’m old enough to take care of myself, you bum.” If there had been anyone nearby, they would have sworn she was talking to herself. From an outside view, she really was.
You may think you’re big and tough, girl, but there are things in this world even you couldn’t face…like a pervert for example. Little girls simply cannot protect themselves. Hey? Are you even listening to me?! Hello!
8. “Shit… at this rate we’ll never pay up our debt.” said the other girl while holstering her handguns. Her hair was black with blonde tips, easily separating her from the rest of the curious passersby. “That creepy Yakuza priest will be disappointed in how little we’ve actually managed to collect…”
Pfff and that's about it.
I hope you're all having a great holiday season!!! >u< ♥