#daily fic snippet

[bedlamsbard]

Just under 600 words written today. I'm hitting the point in the semester where I'm crashing pretty badly after having had to spend the first half of it GO GO GO, which is not great because the back half should also be GO GO GO, but my brain and my body literally cannot do it anymore. I've got tomorrow off, and I need to spend it working but I don't have to get up early about it so at least there's that.

Snippet from Of Home Near chapter 15.

Tony said abruptly, “I gotta ask you something and, you know, I am terrified to know the answer but if I don’t ask, I will wonder about it for the rest of my life and I can’t live like that.” Steve blinked, nonplussed. “Yes?” “Don’t say it like that.”  Tony took a deep breath, blinked a couple of times, and then asked in a rush, “Did you have sex with my dad?” Steve stared at him, too startled to reply. Tony stared back at him, his eyes going wider and wider.  “You’re not answering.  Why aren’t you answering?” Steve dug his thumb into the flesh between his brows and finally said, “You know, I’m really tempted to let this go on longer –” “Oh my god,” Tony said, sounding more horrified than ever. “– but the answer is no, I didn’t sleep with Howard.” Tony slumped back against the couch, thumping the mostly-empty coffee cup against his knee.  “I think you just took a decade off my life.  Don’t do that.” Steve raised his eyebrows.  “What, sleep with Howard?” “Please never say those words in that order again.” Steve felt the corner of his mouth twitch and said gravely, “I mean, we have slept together.  In the same tent.” “I’m going to kill you, Rogers,” Tony said.

#daily fic snippet #iw time travel concept #I truly wasn't kidding in that post earlier when I said I did the kiss mostly for tony's reaction

[sithfox]

Reading the old Star Wars comics with Quinlan in them accidentally spawned a new fic. This one should be shorter than the other WIPs I'm working on (please. please be shorter.)

That's where today's fic snippet comes from, working title 'oh god Quin's got amnesia'. I hope to have it posted by end of the month, but we'll see.

“Just Dooku now, Master Kenobi. My nephew is the new Count of Serenno, with my recent abdication.”

Fox doesn’t think he’s ever seen so many Jedi crack simultaneously, confusion clear in nearly every face. It’s almost funny. “Your abdication?” Kenobi’s voice is slightly strangled, though he’s one of the few maintaining his pleasant expression. He has a mask of steel, that one.

“Yes, my abdication. I could not leave Serenno leaderless when I surrendered myself to the Jedi; that would be quite irresponsible.”

Fox can’t help it, he snorts. “Truly, an exemplary leader.”

“Thank you, Commander." Dooku answers archly. "Quite the rousing endorsement."

#daily fic snippet #count dooku #commander fox #kiki writes #fanfiction #the amnesia fic

[calamity-unlocked]

wrote almost 3900 words today - yes, really. Got off the plane yesterday, arrived back home and went straight to bed. Slept for 20 hours, and every single minute after I didn't spend watching silly movies with my sister I spent writing atobaoi.

Have a little snippet!

“Lady Olivia!” the guard frowned. “Shouldn’t you be–” He didn’t get to finish his uneducated assumptions on her whereabouts, because Lady Olivia had pushed him against the wall, eyes spitting fire. “Where are Anne and her friends?” she said, though it was more a command than a question. The man blinked with surprise at the force of her grip. He glanced at her, then at Sprig and his family that looked so out of place in this opulent hallway. “Anne’s friends?” he stammered. “Two kids. They got brought in here a few hours ago.” “Tall, lanky, kinda like something you’d hear about in one of those tales your parents tell to make you behave,” Hop Pop said. “But actually they’re not monsters at all, they just have a hard shell, with a lot of kindness below it!” Sprig added.

#daily fic snippet #might do more of these updates to keep myself motivated #a theory of butterflies and other insects

[pupyr0arz]

the tulips on your pillow are sweet, sure, but they’ve been torn up from the roots and the dirt speckles your bunk. You sigh as you brush it onto the floor and carefully gather the manhandled flowers, straightening blunt stems and setting them at the foot of your bed.

Roach, for all his stealthiness, isn’t the most subtle man alive. He’s staunchly denied any involvement, but the cheeky way he sidled uo to you the first day and his bashful little smiles every-time you keep the flowers make it more than obvious. Now, if you could just get him to sit still long enough to acknowledge he’s leaving you flowers and it’s coming up to valentines, you could tell him you’ve got the weekend off and enough time for a date.

and maybe to get him to stop leaving ants in the other sergeants bunks while your at it.

#.bark #cod #roach #roach x reader #snippet #writing #doing my daily snips to keep up with my word count goals between fic writing

[headaching]

girls when um girls when divorced zukka

He nearly forgot to breathe, so when his lover broke away to kiss his neck and whisper, I’m sorry, between each one, there was no air left in his lungs to support a response.

When his lover pulled away in concern at his high-pitched gasps, he managed to wheeze, No more.

His lover’s face fell, then neutralized. You want me to stop? he asked. His muscles tensed suddenly, as if he were preparing to jump and run from the bed.

He shook his head. No more apologies, baby. Say, ‘I love you,’ instead, his rough voice pleaded back, causing his lover to thaw beneath him.

His lover’s slight smile lit up his eyes, which gradually closed as he leaned into the crevice of his neck once more. I love you, he said, then kissed below his ear.

Selfishly, desperately, he gasped, Again.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

#from sokka’s pov #ive posted so many snippets of this that by the time i finish it y’all will be like we’ve read it already #anyway hiii this fic deals me mentional damage on the daily ❤️ #<- i think i tried to combine 'mental' and 'emotional' and im keeping it. i like it #zukka #divorced zukka #cw divorce #my work

[cherrie0707]

Strange but never unpleasant.

#excerpt from a book i'll never write #excerpts #spilled feelings #spilled thoughts #writers on tumblr #love #daily prompt #romance prompts #story prompt #writing prompt #romantic #romance #fic prompt #monologue #his pov #snippet #fluff prompts #falling in love #writerscorner #writing #fluff #fanfiction prompts #fall in love #imagine your otp #literature #books & libraries #writing practice #spilled ink #spilled love #spilled emotions

[nepobabyeurydice]

“Brandon will rule.” Jon reminded. “Robert will rule and you—”

“Will serve.” Ned finished solemnly and for a feverish moment he wished Jon Arryn had a daughter so the man could truly call him his son. That he could be equal to the firstborn that surrounded him. But like a wind, it passed, and all Ned was left with was shame.

#ned stark #fic snippet #i’m cooking #daily writing update #jon arryn

[halonicheart]

𝓜𝓪𝔂𝓫𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓪 𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮 ‘𝓱𝓲𝓶’… 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼, 𝓲𝓽 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷’𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻. 𝓘𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓽 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽.

“He’s here! He has to be!”

The chase led all the way to the Crystal Tower. The streets thankfully barren. “Please Mosha! Listen to me!” By the time Lovette catches up, they are already in the ocular. She grabs Mosha from behind and apologizes, all the while trying to calm her down.

The Exarch is there, stunned by the sudden intrusion. Mosha stills at the sight of him. Lovette mistakes it for her being calm and lets go with another apology on her lips. But the apology quickly turns into a gasp when she sees Mosha throw herself at the Exarch, arms wrapped tightly around him.

She is whispering to him. Lovette can only watch as her dear friend has her heart shattered.

‘You’re him aren’t you? It’s you G’raha isn’t it?’

The Exarch is silent for too long. ‘I am sorry. I am not’

#Mosha Leotih #crystal exarch #I’ve no clue what else to tag this so I’ll just deal with that demon later #this is a snippet of a fic I wrote that I need to heavily edit and will probably never see the light of day #cause I hated how it turned out and also I’m clown #we’ll see how it goes #I fight demons on the daily but I write none the less #Mosha is my non WOL oc but she does have a very weak echo through convoluted reasons I’m too tired to get into #also the tags is probably no a very apropro place to do that #her and lovette are buddies #lovette is also her impulse control most of the times #other times she is the endorser #just friend things lol

[acaciapines]

👀👀 tell us more, tell us more 👀👀

I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW THINGS…. (reply via @visdiefje)

THIS IS SO SWEET OF YOU BOTH BUT I NEED MORE DIRECTION DFKJGDFGDF i do not know what to yell about unprompted. what have i not talked about yet. have i talked about how witches and palistrom trees are symbiotic entities. im very proud of that particular lore :3 but also a lot of it is stuff unpacked across the series so maybe i shouldnt spill everything djgkdfg

but what i CAN say is that. palistrom trees are 100% sapient they simply exist on a time scale we mere mortals cannot comprehend. and they love their witches so so much you guys. they love those funky little guys SO MUCH.

#ask #daily interaction ask #yes tho i do need like #a bit of a prompt lol even if its just a character #unfortunately i do forget Everything i have ever written when someone asks me a broad question lol #uhhhhh some topics i think could be fun to talk about issss firefly/the owl beast... #more palistrom tree lore... #alternate history of the boiling isles... #alternate history of the HUMAN realm..... #some of my like. reasons for writing this #more daemon-au specific questions about how the world works w daemons #or anything you want me to talk more about in the many lil snippets i posted during nano #or my song drabbles i do sometimes!! #thank yall for being so interesting tho it makes me :) #this fic has been my life for two years and will be for two more n i love 2 TALK #and a grove of palistrom to you

[oldsouldreamer85]

So, I’ve been tagged by @elvensorceress several times over at this point. And I finally, finally have a little snippet to share. *happy squaking* 🤗💕 As some of you may know I’ve been going through it recently. So, I’m very much releasing/projecting my emotions onto Buck. Also, not sure quite yet, but this might turn out to be a Thanksgiving future/slight AU fic? Enjoy.

             He looked upward at the brilliant blue of the sky, his eyes watering slightly as the sun’s brightness suddenly became too much to bear witness to a passing cloud. He swallowed thickly, a lump rising in his throat despite his best efforts to keep the overwhelming feelings of abandonment at bay just for a few minutes longer.

             With the vibrant colors of autumn surrounding him on the trees he could see, the crunch of the leaves at his feet, he stood immobile in the middle of the street, the familiar house in front of him, his Jeep at his back.

             He couldn’t believe he was here again. Terrified to go home. Even if the house in front of him hadn’t been his home for years at this point.

             Buck let out a shaky breath, his knees nearly buckling underneath him as he felt the gentle, reassuring pressure of a hand against his back.

             “We don’t have to do this, you know,” Eddie murmured beside him. “Not today. We can come back tomorrow with Maddie, Chim and the kids.”

             Buck nodded curtly in response, shoving his hands in his jacket pockets. He could feel himself physically choking back a guttural sob. Attempting to, yet again, bury the trauma he had yet to work through with them. Trauma which made him feel so incredibly young, viscerally small in ways he had grown accustomed to while growing up but was no longer comfortable being subjected to.

             Unhealthy. It was all so unhealthy. Logically he knew that. But the one saving grace in the chaos, the emotional messiness of his life was in the person by his side in that very moment. Eddie.

             Eddie made Buck feel calm, at home, at peace in ways he was just recently beginning to discover. And he couldn’t have been more grateful.

             “Hey. Hey, Buck. Look at me,” Eddie pleaded softly, ducking his head until Buck’s eyes shifted, and they were staring at one another like they had a million times over, silently communicating.

             And just like that, with Eddie’s expression soft, warm, safe as they held each other’s gazes, Buck could feel the tightness in his throat lessen considerably.

             “Seriously, we don’t have to do this today,” Eddie repeated. “But I’ve got Bobby on speed dial,” he told Buck, holding up his phone meaningfully.

             Buck nodded again, a faint smile gracing his features, a huff of laughter escaping him.

             “O-okay, Eddie. Thanks,” he replied gratefully, his voice wavering slightly, raspy sounding to his own ears as he spoke.

#buddie #buddie fic #fic sneak peek #snippet #this is me trying fic #about me #getting better at self-care daily #discovering my boundaries #and triggers #tumblr is my safe place #i love my mutuals #and blogs i follow #my loves

[bedlamsbard]

I WON'T THINK ABOUT STAR WARS AND YOU CAN'T MAKE ME

(literally, I can't, I'm on hotel wifi on a job interview and I'm frantically prepping for a talk I have to give tomorrow, perhaps Saturday when I'm home, though I have mentally scheduled that for rolling around in CATWS ten year anniversary stuff, if not simply collapsing given that I have to take a *checks* 5 am flight. I have seen stuff go by on my Twitter feed but I just don't have the time/brainspace right now. and also, I cannot emphasize this enough, I am still very much in recovery from Star Wars and probably will be for the next ten years)

#daily fic snippet

[sithfox]

My Kiffu worldbuilding decided to turn itself into another fic. Presenting 'Quinlan has to go back to Kiffu and be Sheyf because reasons'. Nobody told Fox though. 😬

Oh.

Fox can’t breathe. He refuses to let it show on his face, maintaining his perfect discipline so firmly that even the Jedi won’t be able to tell he’s got a black hole in his chest trying to eat him alive. “I am familiar with Master Vos, yes. He worked with the Guard often. His skills were quite the help.”

#daily fic snippet #kiki writes #commander fox #quinfox #fanfiction #the lost prince fic

[calamity-unlocked]

pffft i actually wrote almost 7k words the last three days. None of it atobaoi though. It's been a month since the last update so that means I'm unofficially officially late. whoo boy someone hit me with those ‘its ok not to be productive’ memes please.

Good news is, I wrote almost 7k words in the last couple of days. Some Exu Calamity stuff (pov from elias as he loses his dad and is comforted by every member of the ring of brass), some original work. little blurb without context for the latter be upon ye.

“Boy,” he grumbled. “Know that there are few things Ylfa hates more than feeling like a coward.” His regretful tone made it sound like an apology. Yaran nodded and with his numb lips tightly pressed together, he accepted the last gift Ylfa would ever give him. He tried not to scoff at how meaningless it was, though he knew he should be lucky that she had even thought to give him anything. A couple of small silver and copper coins stamped with the mythical shape of a sverttkettir; a signet ring that held no sentimental value but that could be pawned off for more coins; a separately packaged box with edible treats; and finally, folded twice without a seal, a small note. Her handwriting was more familiar to him than her voice. It made only sense, since they had exchanged more written words than spoken ones. He took in the harsh black lines before their meaning sank in. She wasn’t very good at writing – before he came into her life she probably didn’t have much use for the skill. After he was gone, would she still write? Or was writing letters just another bother that went away as soon as he left? He forced himself to focus on the parchment, and swore. That bitch.

#daily fic snippet #im struggling a lot with atobaoi #mostly because of the size of the chapter #its a big boi and i want to so the penultimate chapter justice #its tricky because new elements get introduced #which need to be balanced right #or its going to be too crowded and messy #anyway context bc youre still reading for some reason #original work set in an alternate iceland #in which the þing in the year 1000 didnt result in christianising the country #rather keeping the pagan faith as well as seperate monotheism #it has a lot of elements of nordic and icelandic folklore #story is about a brother and sister who hate each other #but then their chieftain and dad gets killed #sister tries to kill his killer #while being very gay #brother dips and starts learning bloodmagic #while being very aroace

[eye-of-yelough]

This writing shit is easy. Just make paraphrased Oscar Wilde references and hope no one notices

For context: takes place after The Boom.

#little handers fic snippet for you <3 you’re welcome #is describing someone voice as molten weird or a stroke of genius? I can’t decide. #dragon age 2 #Anders #anders my beloved #handers #your daily dose of idiocy #Anders n Leo #I mean it’s only implied but. you get it #my writing

[daiseukiis]

— NO WAYY YOU WRITE ON WTP???

i literally love oc x readers so much, even more so than x readers!! THESE ARE SO GOOD BTW ALL YOU GUYS ARE SO GOOD AT THESE

haha yes ! when it comes to series i like to write on wattpad, it’s just easier for me to do so.

and yeah there’s like six managers! one for each team and a general manager that kinda goes around. their usual tasks are like filing up water, writing notes down and making sure everyone is there but other than that their main goal is to get verified on tiktok— hence the fic being called verified ! other than crack i swear there’s also a plot to this 🤭 like for example this is the prologue to it hopefully you can hear the audio in your head 😂

#I may or mayhaps not started it bc im having the biggest Loki brain worm in my head for no apparent rzn rn #and I’m a og wtp author been in there for like 10+ years tbh #but yeah you can tell by just the snippets of my writing it’s not even gonna be a proper fic 😂 #tbh once Neo egoist league is done im probably gonna also finish the fic up #or idk what to do w it #but yeah all that’s in my head is the side commentary and all the random shit their managers are gonna do #like imagine bastard munchen just going to eat and all the managers are in their building playing uno so obnoxiously loud #one of them is so flirty that the players are even jealous bc she’s so affectionate towards the managers but to them she’s like fuck off #another one is a complete saint and ness protects her !!! #one has the biggest crush on Loki that she embarrasses herself on a daily basis just breathing beside them #another kisses EVERY FUCKING PLAYER ( by the check ! ) and will constantly annoy the shit out of rin bc she knows her brother #dude my head is so full of manager moments and tiktok shit it’s brazy fr #༊*·˚ koca has heard your wish #༊*·˚ a kiss of blessing #༊*·˚ a wish upon a goddess

[cyberparadis]

When will my writing blog is gonna get deflagged 😭😭😭 ?

#✩ — memo #it's so frustrating #i mean it's not like I'm gonna post 10k fic daily #but i want my blog bag #the worst part is I've no idea what flagged my blog #maybe i shouldn't use the queue feature that much #oh dear god #I'm so angry everyday #i may start posting short drabbles/ snippets in this blog to keep my sanity in soul. #tw vent #cw vent #I'm showing symptoms of rabid chihuahua