Quick snippet from the next House a Habit chapter!
They are soft and Maxim is trying to court be a good friend
"I see you've finally decided to come down and say hello," VR-LA teased, before continuing on more softly, "I have been missing you I have to admit."
Maxim winced, shifting where he had awkwardly stopped a few feet away. "Ah, well, my apologies. It is not to avoid you though. Please do not think that. I have merely been occupied with... well, a few things. But you're right, I have perhaps been a bit neglectful, now and in general, though I hope to make up for that." He glanced down at what was in his hands, fiddling with it for a moment before closing a fist around it and gesturing for VR-LA to step forward. "Here, I have something for you. It is not much but I hope it is to your liking."
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Fuck yeah why not
Feel free to ask about any of these or any other random prompt if you want! I probably won’t write anything super long but I really need to get back into the swing of writing
Note for before reading: Please don't send OP asks based on this until I've finished the Dani fic. I just had this idea and wanted to share it with the community despite not having time to participate myself
RWD Fic Prompt Game!!!
Reblog this post if people can ask you to write fics based on these prompts. Also feel free to add prompts when you reblog this
1: Dani wakes groggily to the sound of a sending stone
2: Kyana lays on the deck looking up at the stars of the Astral Sea
3.Vhas clashes his sword with another as he faces down his opponent
4.VR-LA stares at his conspiracy board
5.Finbar walks into the Sprite Spring
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Dhhdhdhf okay okay let’s see!
1) VR-LA hummed to himself as he walked along the docks, dodging sailors hauling cargo, travellers from worlds all over, and scittering modrons who risked being caught under foot.
2) A hazy indigo sky dotted with awakening stars peaked through the gap in the curtains, the dying hearth sputtering as a faint breeze rustled the window drapes.
3) The eternal ticking and turning of the Clockwork Nirvana resounded throughout the halls of Maxim’s sanctum.
4) Veerle rubbed his hands together, trying to massage some warmth back into them as he stepped into the Sprite Spring.
5) VR-LA let himself relax, feeling the intense energies of the Weave fade from him.
6) Heat shimmers rippled across the cobbled laneway, like trickles of water running across a nearly dry stream bed.
7) It had been a few days since VR-LA joined Maxim in his sanctum, and he was finally growing used to the companionship.
8) The training hall of the Cenobium was dimly lit, the violet glow of moss on the ceiling doing little to chase away the writhing shadows in the corners of Ione’s vision.
9) “Move it a little back!” Dani called to Kyana, who was crouched on the ceiling of Maxim’s foyer, “You don’t want it to get caught on the door, plus, Maxim isn’t going to go outside.”
10) An incessant, gnawing thrum ate away at the back of MR-SN’s consciousness.
The answer is, I like starting with setting description or character action? I have no idea, but also, so many robots
Uhhhhhhhhhh who to tag
@stars-in-a-jam-jar !! If you so wish :3
Writing Pattern Tag Game
Thank youuu @telegraphavekiss for the tag, this was fun!!!
Rules: list the first lines(s) of your last 10 fics and see if there's a pattern.
1: -You’re all here for Anthony?
2: A sharp ring woke him up suddenly. He could see the light of the phone screen on his nightstand, hands moving messily in the dark as he couldn’t manage to find his glasses.
3: "It’s been a long time. I don’t really know what to start with, I’d like to ask you so much, I need to know so much. Instead, I just ask you, beg you to not throw this away, just stay with me until the end of this, please?"
4: He should’ve really seen it coming. Should’ve expected when no answer came through, or when the line up came out and the name was missing, and still he jumped out of the van, running around the already parked ones, hopeful.
5: -Hi Anthony, it’s uhm… it’s Tim, again.
6: The road moved slowly under his eyes, the low rumble of the engine settling a soft constant rhythm in his head. Steve and Geoff were asleep, Tucker drove silently as Andrew, sat next to him, held up the map that had miraculously avoided getting them lost for the past six years.
7: He stumbled a little on his feet when he got up, head spinning just enough for him to know he had to take it easy. He usually never drank, or at least never drank a lot, so he wasn’t really used to the warmth that kept spreading through his chest, nor to the way his whole body just felt light and very heavy at the same time
8: Warped Tour felt as some kind of fever dream, it was the parallel world the characters get shot into and that takes the shapes of everything they’ve been warned against.
9: They should’ve talked about it. He cursed himself throughout the whole next day, when both them and Circa finished their July shows, when he gave Anthony a hug goodbye and felt him sight against his chest.
10: Maybe it wasn’t the best idea, but he wasn’t sure what else he could do.
Is there a pattern? I'm not 100% sure, I mean all these are chapters off from the same fic so I wouldn't be so surprised if some elements were similar, they all seem a little boring though so I got to work on making the first phrase catchier. I guess I like, where I can, to start off with dialogues, I try to never make the scene too obvious and usually don't say right away who's the main character/who has the pov in the chapter. I find it funnier to hint it for a little before actually writing down the name, but I guess it shows less here since, again, it's all from the same fic.
I literally know 3, 4 to exaggerate, people on tumblr and two have already been tagged so uhm, I guess I can go with @hibiscusteabag and @tony-ruunaser-alighieri , have fun!!! Plus anyone else that would like to do it and wasn't tagged, go ahead!
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