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artsyunderstudy · 5 days
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Six Sentence Sunday
Hey friends! Long time no post. I feel like time is absolutely slipping away from me recently, but I finally finished a big project I've been working on since last year and I'm both so excited to share it with you soon and also SO glad to just be done so I can focus a bit more on other projects.
Like this one! My fic Apres which I really can't share much about until it's posted. But here's some relatively spoiler free Niamh and Agatha.
I grab some pants from the floor and get them halfway up my legs before realizing they’re Niamh’s. When I turn to face her she’s giving me a quizzical look, and I just keep tugging them up. She raises an eyebrow. “You can have mine. If you like.” “You’re strange,” she says, and it sounds (and feels) more like, “You’re deeply attractive.” Which, well, I know. But she never lets me know it, so I’ll bask in it, thanks very much. I find my own lacy knickers and toss them into her lap. She doesn’t comment as she pulls them on. “Do you wear these all the time? [redacted]? They can’t be comfortable long term,” she grouses, snapping the waistband. “You’d be surprised.”
And here is a teeny preview from my Big Secret Project (that a handful of people have sussed me out over already ahahaha)
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@shemakesmeforget @stitchyqueer @rimeswithpurple @imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @moodandmist  @shrekgogurt  @whogaveyoupermission  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier @captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @best--dress @messofthejess @mooncello @orange-peony @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @youarenevertooold @that-disabled-princess @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @theearlgreymage @blackberrysummerblog @nausikaaa @thewholelemon @cutestkilla @emeryhall @hushed-chorus @forabeatofadrum
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kiwiana-writes · 2 months
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Six(ish) Sentence Sunday
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Thanks @welcometololaland @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @junebugclaremontdiaz for the tags!
*weary sigh* So I'm still sick, which means I've been doing a lot of lying on the couch feeling sorry for myself and scrolling tiktok, and I... may have fallen down a rabbit hole. Between this and all the clamouring on sex club spanking for a sequel, my WIP list is now up to an even 60. Send help.
Alex is grinning as he reads the name he’s drawn, but Henry sees it—the way his smile goes fixed and brittle, the smallest of twitches between his eyebrows—and he knows what’s coming even before Pez leans over Alex’s shoulder and smirks, microphone pressed to his lips. “Alex Claremont-Diaz dancing with… Henry Fox-Mountchristen.” Alex practically stalks over to where Henry’s sitting, thrusting a hand out with the air of a man feeding one of his favourite appendages to a particularly hungry lion. Henry wonders if anyone else recognises how much fun Pez is having with this when he adds: “We are in for a treat with this one, folks.” “Why the fuck do you follow, anyway?” The words barely escape through Alex’s clenched teeth. “Don’t you think it would be more appropriate for you to lead?” “Because I’m a man?” Henry has his competition face on as much as Alex does, so he hopes when he quirks his eyebrow it looks teasing rather than challenging. “Bit of an outdated position to hold, don’t you think?” Alex rolls his eyes. “Not because you’re a guy, Jesus. Because you’re fucking eight feet tall with legs for days.” Henry blinks, suddenly unclear as to the exact turn this conversation has taken.
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letraspal · 6 months
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Hello besties! It’s been a while since I had been active (in a interactive way) around here. Thanks a lot to @orange-peony for tagging me in today six sentences!
Inktober and life keeps me busy but here a sketch of Simon and Baz that, one day, will be a full illustration, background and everything. Till then, here the sketch, inspired by a Simon’s quote where he says he likes to hold Baz with everything he has or that he would like to grow extra arms so he can hold onto Baz (?) something like that. I’m not even sure it’s canon or fanon. Hahaha. Happy Sunday besties!
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Tagging but not pressure: @skeedelvee @cutestkilla @martsonmars @captain-aralias @shrekgogurt @palimpsessed @artsyunderstudy @ileadacharmedlife @johnwgrey @wellbelesbian @confused-bi-queer @bazzybelle @nightimedreamersworld @stardustasincocaine @tea-brigade @orange-peony @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @facewithoutheart @ivelovedhimthroughworse @fatalfangirl @aristocratic-otter @rimeswithpurple @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @carryonsimoncarryonbaz @johnwgrey @j-nipper-95 @bookish-bogwitch @imagineacoolusername @alexalexinii and anyone who wants to share <3
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tessa-liam · 5 days
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...Marabelle Series
Crown Prince Liam Rys & Lady Sophia Taylor
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Six Sentence Sunday
...future chapter
...Liam's heart was racing as he leaned in, his lips a fraction of an inch away from hers. But suddenly, he felt Sophie's hand pushing him back, her expression sad.
"I can't do this," she whispered, her voice breaking.
Liam froze. "Why not?" he asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.
"Because we can't be together, Liam," she replied, her voice cracking with emotion.
"What are you ... but why not?" he persisted, his heart sinking.
"Because you will be king, and I ... I am just a commoner." Sophie covered her now tearful face, as she broke down in despair.
"I don't belong here..."
Marabelle Series Masterlist
❣️art commission by @/artbyainna❣️
📌taglist in notes
👑Whatcha working on?! @ao719 @ladylamrian @kristinamae093 @jerzwriter @karahalloway
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itsmaybitheway · 19 days
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Several Sentence Sunday 03/07
Hello my loves, another Sunday and May is working again. Honestly at this point it’s homophobic that they’re making me work on Several Sentence Sundays but thank you @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @sophie1973 @nocoastposts @theprinceandagcd @sunnysideprince @onthewaytosomewhere @wordsofhoneydew @duchessdepolignaca03 and @priincebutt for the tags ily all <3<3<3
This weeks snippet is from one of the next chapters of How Dare You Want Me
A little snippet for an upcoming chapter of my accidental tweet au
So… Alex’s latest tweet has garnered over two million likes- making it one of the most liked tweets ever and Zahra didn’t appreciate it when Alex has simply corrected her by saying he didn’t tweet “fuck the monarchy” but said ‘’fuck monarchy”.
He is now sitting in one of the meeting rooms in the White House, waiting for his inevitable doom- whether Zahra will kill him herself or if his mom’ll sic the FBI on him and ride the dead kid train to her second term is unclear. But both of these options seem better than the alternative, facing Henry who had called and sent many, many text messages none of which Alex actually read.
Just when he accepts the fact that the third option is the best- setting himself on fire, the door slams open, the scary clanking of Zahra’s heels filling him with dread.
It might take me some time to see y’all posts but I love you all. As always open tag to anyone who wants to and some no-pressure tags under the cut <3
@agame-writes @affectionatelyrs @absolute-audacity @anchoredarchangel @anincompletelist @bitbybitwrites @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @cheesecurdsgravyandfries @clottedcreamfudge @daisymae-12 @dumbpeachjuice @emmalostinwonderland @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n @gayrootvegetable @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes @inexplicablymine @indestructibleheart @indomitable-love @i-am-freyja @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @msmarvelouswinchester @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @orchidscript @porcelainmortal @read-and-write- @rmd-writes @sweetmidnights @sherryvalli @smc-27 @suseagull04 @songliili @zwiazdziarka
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fellowshipofthefics · 4 months
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Happy Sunday, Fellowship! 💜
Writers, now is your chance to tease one of your works! Share with us (approximately) six sentences on the story you're working on. If you don't have anything to share just yet, go add six sentences to your current WIP!
Readers, do you want to participate? Challenge yourself to leaving a 6 sentence comment on a fanfic, or even one of the six sentence snippets shared by your favorite writers!
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hbyrde36 · 26 days
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✨six sentence sunday✨
rules: post 6 sentences (smutty or not!) of an unfinished work
Tagged by the lovely @hitlikehammers and @sidekick-hero 🥰
“Eddie wait,” Steve called out. He ignored it, continuing to walk, but far from giving up Steve continued to chase him down, his footsteps crunching on the dry grass as he tried to catch up. “You called me sweetheart–” It stopped Eddie dead in his tracks. Everything froze. He held his breath—he was pretty sure his heart even skipped a beat or two. Still, he didn’t turn around. “Last night when you were—”   “Stop, Steve. I didn’t—it just slipped out. It didn’t mean anything.” Eddie urged his legs to move, to put one foot in front of the other—to run, but he only managed a few stumbling steps. “Just leave me alone.”
No press. tags (and sorry if you've already been tagged I am SO late to this game! )💜: @eriquin @starryeyedjanai @penny00dreadful @pearynice @finntheehumaneater @thefreakandthehair @shares-a-vest @kikidoesfanfic @rocknrollsalad @vecnuthy @momotonescreaming @withacapitalp
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theotherhufflepuff · 5 months
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Something Sunday!
No one tagged me but I'm excited to show you some baubles I made yesterday so I'm kicking things off early.
I basically haven't touched the baubles at all since I showed you the Barbie one last week... They're just not a lot of fun to make. But I sat down yesterday, put Brooklyn 99 on (again) and did some work. So here they are:
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I'm very pleased with the pride bauble, I just need to work on adapting some other pride flags now. There's only 2 weeks until the faire though so other flags might have to wait until next year, I just have too much left to do for this one!
Share some of your creative genius friends!
@rimeswithpurple @onepintobean @captain-aralias @martsonmars @backgroundhufflepuff @urban-sith @forabeatofadrum @ileadacharmedlife @gingerethereal @una-voidable @hushed-chorus @sillyunicorn @mostlymaudlin @babethepig @blackberrysummerblog @uselessstardust @facewithoutheart @artsyunderstudy
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anglophiletraveler · 2 months
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The week just suddenly got better!! BAFTA pre awards party!
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nocoastposts · 2 months
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Thank you for the tags, @getmehighonmagic @junebugclaremontdiaz @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and @kiwiana-writes!
Today's six(ish) sentences are from a new WIP I started last night. It's another round of Soft Dom Henry, but unlike Praise & Supplication and Silence & Sound, this one is Henry's POV. The tentative title is Set Me On Fire.
“On your knees.”
Henry watches Alex sink down without a second thought and knows that he’ll never grow used to the sight of Alex kneeling before him. His whip smart mouth is completely silent, his eyelashes fanning out as he blinks slowly. He’s totally malleable like this, ready to bend and fold without any resistance.
For the briefest moment, Henry struggles to maintain his hardened exterior. The knowledge that no one else will have Alex like this makes him melt inside. Still, he keeps his resolve, motivated and determined to give the man in front of him exactly what he needs. No one else, Henry thinks, no one else.
No-pressure tagging some wonderful writers @wordsofhoneydew @anincompletelist @firenati0n @littlemisskittentoes @sparklepocalypse @bigassbowlingballhead @eusuntgratie @theprinceandagcd @priincebutt @itsmaybitheway @agame-writes @lfg1986-2 @meraki-yao @songliili @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @three-drink-amy @happiness-of-the-pursuit @ninzied @gayrootvegetable @ladyknightellen @bitbybitwrites @sunnysideprince @captainjunglegym @anchoredarchangel and an open tag to any and all other writers!
(Sorry if I've missed anyone; tagging on mobile is the bane of my existence.)
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artsyunderstudy · 2 months
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Six Sentence Sunday
Thank you to everyone who tagged me this morning! I'm excited to read all your WIPs!!
Great news, I did indeed finish drafting the final chapter of Your Fragile Bones Are Mine and so I'll be posting that once it's through edits. I'm excited to wrap it up, this fic definitely became a lot more than I initially expected. But it's been lovely.
I manage to turn myself in his arms to face him, hooking an ankle around his calf to draw his leg back between my thighs. He’s huffing hot little bursts of air across my mouth, still resolutely asleep. I’ve been sure that I loved him for such a long time, but it keeps surprising me how many times I've fallen in love with him since then. (The firebird, the first time I coached him through breathing, on the train back from Lancashire.) How I’m falling in love with him again right now. I watch him. The way I’ve done for years.  There are deep bruises under his eyes, and he’s too pale. I didn’t let myself properly look at him yesterday, not in the light of day, but he looks even worse than he does after the summer. At least he sleeps in the care homes, which it seems he’s foregone in my absence.  I’d hoped he might feel the empty space, as fucked up as it is. It helped to think of him missing me. Missing me enough to look for me, to not take it all lying down. (He always found Agatha.) Seeing the way he’s worn all that worry … I don’t know. It’s complicated.
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@shemakesmeforget @stitchyqueer @rimeswithpurple @imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @moodandmist  @shrekgogurt  @whogaveyoupermission  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier @captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @best--dress @messofthejess @mooncello @orange-peony @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @youarenevertooold @that-disabled-princess @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @theearlgreymage @blackberrysummerblog @nausikaaa @thewholelemon @cutestkilla @emeryhall @hushed-chorus @forabeatofadrum
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kiwiana-writes · 12 days
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Six(ish) Sentence Sunday
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I said I wasn’t gonna share any more of the Anastasia AU considering how much I’ve shared already. Turns out I lied 😂 After publishing two fics in the last week, including the snippet y’all salivated over on Wednesday, I just straight up didn’t have any more new words in me this weekend. So have some slightly older—but I believe as yet unseen—words instead 😉
“Do you have any idea,” Alex starts, no greeting or acknowledgement that these are the first words they’ve exchanged in three years in sight as he runs a hand through his curls, “how many James Smiths there are in the DMV?”
“A great deal, I should imagine.” James’ eyes absolutely do not follow the way Alex’s fingers run through his hair before disappearing into the pocket of his chinos. He’s well aware that his name is nothing special; he’ll never know if the choice was a deliberate on, picked to ensure that he would be lost in a sea of anonymity.
“About 738, according to my friend Nora. It sure fucking felt like it when I was combing through social media profiles to find out where you worked.” He glances over at Tiff, whose gaze is flickering between the two of them; James can now more easily interpret the expression he couldn’t before. It’s something that’s half holy hell, he’s even more attractive in person and half what does the First Son want with you?
James can’t bring himself to disagree with either assertion.
Tagging @agame-writes @anincompletelist @celeritas2997 @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @cricketnationrise @dumbpeachjuice @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n @getmehighonmagic @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @indestructibleheart @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @jellibuns @junebugclaremontdiaz @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @matherines @myheartalivewrites @ninzied @nocoastposts @nontoxic-writes @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @piratefalls @read-and-write- @rmd-writes @sherryvalli @ships-to-sail @smc-27 @sparklepocalypse @stereopticons @tintagel-or-cockleshells @welcometololaland @whimsymanaged and, as always, anyone who wants to play! (If you take the open tag please tag me so I can see!!)
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smoosey · 7 months
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My one word:
selfless
"Maybe the Council could send someone else," Cody suggests quietly, his dark eyes concerned, "You're barely recovered from your last solo mission, and we have a campaign to plan. Surely it would be reasonable to ask." 
"I asked," Obi-Wan says, "There is no one else." 
Obi-Wan watches Cody accept it, sees his expression go troubled and resigned as he nods. Obi-Wan is needed, with urgency. Lives hang in the balance. Cody understands duty, above all things. 
He really is, Obi-Wan reflects, a good man. A good man who loves him. Obi-Wan feels it like a knife in his gut. He has a bad feeling about this mission, and any words of comfort or farewell he might have to offer feel woefully inadequate when he can feel the way Cody's tender devotion shines steady and bright and precious and rare.
Still, Cody is going to let him go.
"Look after the men while I'm gone, Commander," Obi-Wan says finally, "And be safe."
Be safe, be safe. It beats in his chest like a prayer.
"I will," Cody says with a fond half-smile, but his eyes are sad. "Keep yourself alive, for me."
Obi-Wan wants to go to him again. He wants to kiss the corners of his eyes where he tucks his sadness, and run his fingers through his short curls, and feed him honeyed bread from his own hands. He wants to fold himself up into the steady light of this man's heart, and be held there. He wants to stay. He wants to love him the way he deserves. 
But he is a Jedi. And there is no one else.
He walks out the door. He knows he takes Cody's whole heart with him.
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hgejfmw-hgejhsf · 2 months
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Six Sentence Sunday
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Greeting and happy Sunday, all. Val has been Busy with a capital B lately, but the other day, while at work, I sat down and was able to write almost 4,000 words, and I'm so grateful for my muse being inspired, because I needed something to get me through another long week at work, and writing more of At the end of a bar was just the thing. So in honor of me being able to write more in one day than I've written so far in the new year, I'm gifting the timeline with 8 sentences today, behind the cut for a touch of NSFW content.
Mere hours before, Alex was neck deep in paperwork, drowning in a sea of red tape and bureaucratic bullshit. And as frustrating and heartbreaking as it can be to churn his legs even a fraction of an inch forward for his clients, he’s always felt at home in a courtroom, fighting for those whose voices have been silenced. But now. Now, he’s three fingers deep inside Henry, drowning in heavy-lidded blue eyes and intoxicated by every sweet sound that escapes his lips, and he isn’t sure he’s ever felt more at home in his life. It should scare him - this thing with a perfect stranger. The way it feels like he’ll die if he has to walk out of this apartment under the cover of darkness or in the dim haze of the mid-morning light, never to lay eyes on the person currently writhing beneath his every touch. But it doesn’t. In fact, what scares him even more is the thought that this could be the first and the last time that Henry cries his name and it reaches up to the ceiling, through the glass of the skylight, and into the heavens stretching far and wide above them.
Going to gently send some no-pressure tags out and into the world for some of my lovelies, but if you're reading this, and you have something to share, please do, and PLEASE tag me. I want to see what we're all up to!
@affectionatelyrs @agame-writes @anincompletelist @barbiediaz @bigassbowlingballhead @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @daisymae-12 @duchessdepolignaca03 @firenati0n @gayrootvegetable @getmehighonmagic @guillermosfamiliar @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @indomitable-love @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @itsmaybitheway @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @msmarvelouswinchester @mulderscully @ninzied @notspecialbabe @onthewaytosomewhere @priincebutt @rockyroadkylers @ships-to-sail @songliili @sophie1973 @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @stereopticons @suseagull04 @theprinceandagcd @thinkof-england @tintagel-or-cockleshells @typicalopposite @user-anakin @vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew @zwiazdziarka
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pagsys-writings · 19 days
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I woke up with a headache and decided to make myself feel worse cause that’s how I vibe. I might try bringing back six sentence Sunday which I used to do once upon a time. Might be fun to post some wips or little blurbs. Though it’ll probably be Six-ish Sentence Sunday cause I can never stick to any sort of guidelines. Here’s the blurb I wrote. Very much based on this fanart because it’s been stuck in my brain and it makes me feel all the feels.
It’s gone. Cody can’t believe it. Where Obi-Wan’s eyes had always resembled the bright sky, now all he sees reflected in them is that of a tumultuous sea. Storm clouds have smothered the light of this man and it breaks something inside of Cody.
The blaster in Obi-Wan’s hand shakes and he struggles to keep it lifted as a barrier between them. The look of anguish and fear upon his face makes it difficult for Cody to breathe. This man…
This man had been so full of life and hope and light that he had unknowingly pulled Cody into his orbit with his bright laugh and witty banter and utterly brilliant mind. Now, as Cody watches Obi-Wan’s eyes widen in a panic, he realizes that Obi-Wan is just a shadow of what he once was. And Cody knows without a doubt, that he’s to blame.
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cutestkilla · 19 days
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Good morning and thanks for the tag @thewholelemon, I'm living for your quippy V!Baz narration. Since I was already here procrastinating the procrastination ask post, I figured I might as well not procrastinate this post. So, some more from the upcoming Ch 5 of Hiding Out in the Open, for which I have my full POV-by-POV zero draft of done (P.S. thanks for that term @valeffelees it perfectly encompasses my process).
The question hangs in the air, and I wonder if I’ve got it wrong. If I were the old me, I’d just take the plunge. Take what I want. Steal the kiss. But I’m not, and the me I am now is terrified. Not because I might be gay. (Or whatever this would mean I am.) Not of kissing a boy. Of kissing Baz. And fucking this all up, this thing between us. The part of it that’s working.  The part of it that feels like the only thing keeping me alive.
^^SUBJECT TO CHANGE because I just took my dirty zero draft and wrote that chunk properly 3 minutes ago.
Anyway, some tags for my lovelies under the cut!
@artsyunderstudy @shrekgogurt @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @creepyspice @bookish-bogwitch @whatevertheweather @aristocratic-otter @emeryhall @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @valeffelees @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @moodandmist @forabeatofadrum @mooncello @monbons @angelsfalling16 @best--dress @blackberrysummerblog @brilla-brilla-estrellita @captain-aralias @chen-chen-chen-again-chen @confused-bi-queer @ic3-que3n @ileadacharmedlife @j-nipper-95 @larkral @letraspal @martsonmars @messofthejess @nightimedreamersworld @onepintobean @orange-peony @palimpsessed @prettygoododds @raenestee @rimeswithpurple @run-for-chamo-miles @stitchy-queerista @technetiumai @that-disabled-princess @theearlgreymage @urban-sith @whogaveyoupermission @youarenevertooold
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