man i heard you were a wild one
Stoled from shiny_silver--Supposedly, it's #777 challenge day?! Who knew?
You go to the 7th page of your WIP, 7th line down, and copy/share the next 7 lines.
Curiosity bit me on the ass and, well. Okay.
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Charles-once so effervescent, lighting up every room-has suddenly expressed a sharp dislike for interacting with more than one person at a time. He is a bat with its ears clipped off, tripping over sentences, stumbling blindly into sore subjects left and right. With one person he stands half a chance, though Erik keeps catching him casting resentful glares at the helmet when Charles thinks he isn’t looking. With the children-the students, Erik automatically corrects himself-Charles dislikes appearing less than perfect.
And yet his…interest in Erik, for lack of a better word, seems wholly undiminished. He has always watched Erik like this, wide-eyed and searching, as if Erik is fascinating, or something unique.
“Well,” Erik tries to smile, “you’ll be happy to know it’s not constipation. Your instincts are good, if underdeveloped.”
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It's...pretty damn random. But I hope intriguing? IDEFK.
The Arthur/Eames fic should be up in the next day or so, I have an essay due that's kicking my ass D: BUT IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE WRITING FUN THINGS AGAIN jgtfdfk
You go to the 7th page of your WIP, 7th line down, and copy/share the next 7 lines.
Curiosity bit me on the ass and, well. Okay.
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Charles-once so effervescent, lighting up every room-has suddenly expressed a sharp dislike for interacting with more than one person at a time. He is a bat with its ears clipped off, tripping over sentences, stumbling blindly into sore subjects left and right. With one person he stands half a chance, though Erik keeps catching him casting resentful glares at the helmet when Charles thinks he isn’t looking. With the children-the students, Erik automatically corrects himself-Charles dislikes appearing less than perfect.
And yet his…interest in Erik, for lack of a better word, seems wholly undiminished. He has always watched Erik like this, wide-eyed and searching, as if Erik is fascinating, or something unique.
“Well,” Erik tries to smile, “you’ll be happy to know it’s not constipation. Your instincts are good, if underdeveloped.”
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It's...pretty damn random. But I hope intriguing? IDEFK.
The Arthur/Eames fic should be up in the next day or so, I have an essay due that's kicking my ass D: BUT IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE WRITING FUN THINGS AGAIN jgtfdfk