Last Line Tag
I was tagged by @forfuckssakejim to share the last 2 lines of my WIPs!! I picked a couple of my fav WIPs that I will maybe finish. someday. sigh.
From a mutual pining Revalink WIP based around the song Love Songs and Lullabyes by Skittish:
He glances towards Link, and anything else he is planning to say promptly takes flight from his mind and from his tongue at the soft, amused smile on Link’s face.
He is stupidly handsome, for a Hylian. It is equal parts distressing and attractive.
From an alternate AU Road 96: Mile 0 fic based around the premise of Zoe and Kaito opening the file together and Kaito NOT ditching Zoe:
When Kaito drops into an exhausted heap on the couch, he sets the file down on the floor in front of him and wiggles until he’s hanging upside down, nose-to-paper. He squints at the file as the blood rushes to his head, welcoming the way it momentarily pushes all the thoughts out.
He wants to open the file so, so badly, but he’s finding very abruptly that he’s nearly as anxious about it as Zoe had been, albeit for different reasons.
From a Spirk fic I’ve had in my WIPs for AAAAAAGES based around Spock being. well. weak for Jim.
If he and Jim were not as close as they are, Spock would not have even given him this much information to begin with.
Jim, for any faults he possesses, is smarter than most believe him to be. Spock does not usually make the mistake of underestimating him, but he is also not usually fighting so hard to keep his mental shields in place.
Aaaaaaand another one I’ve had for aaaages (and tbh idk if I’ll ever finish sighhh) that I’m cheating a little on bc this is a little ways before the LAST lines written but they’re the better ones so. yeah. This is from a Megamind fic that I THINK I started writing with the intention of being Roxanne/Megamind/Metro Man (V shaped polyamory baybee) but god knows where it will go if I ever finish it:
She gives a shrill laugh, and Megamind winces a little in sympathy. “I don’t care! I try to care!! I try so, so hard to give a shit. But… God, I really, really don’t care if he doesn’t have enough mustard.”
Despite himself, Megamind laughs, a choked sound that he can’t help. Roxanne joins him after a moment, giggling.
“Just go to the store!” she exclaims through her laughter. “Go get some mustard!”
That’s all I’m gonna post! No obligation but tagging uhhh @sampoststuff @mc-tummy-blur @indigomuunz @bimbobrock
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It starts, as always, with the bees.
They’re what the locals talk about. If you go into town, especially in the summertime when the air is dry and the sun is hot and any scrap of shade or breeze feels like a five star hotel, the locals talk about the bees. The swarms, the droning, the lazy flutters in the gardens and near the porches.
If you see bees in Hawkins, Indiana, they say, they’re from the Lab.
The Lab isn’t actually a lab. It’s a derisive nickname for a community five miles outside of town; through the woods, near the woods, in the woods, they’re not really sure. No one from Hawkins goes further than the little sign on the dirt road to and from.
Honey Haven. An experimental community founded on trust, cooperation, and the goodness in all men’s hearts. Est. 1966. Population: 565. Settlement: five miles east.
“Experimental” was all it took for the locals to come up with the nickname. They’re a practical group - farmers, workmen, store owners - and not a creative one.
Steve nods politely and gently shoos a bee away from his face as he listens to the chief of police complain, for the fourth time in the two days they’ve been here, about being barred entry and denied warrants, about nearly being arrested himself when he tried to sneak in.
“Something is wrong about that place,” he insists.
“We know that, chief,” Robin says. “That's why we’re here.”
Well, it’s not the whole truth. The whole truth is that they’ve been asking enthusiastic locals for nearly six months now for help. They’ve asked the mailman for what mail he delivers there (beekeeping supplies and letters in, but few letters out), the garbage collector for what they throw out (wood, clothes, a whole lot of paper), and some bored housewives to root through the phone book and call the main line (a cheerful voice answers and promptly starts asking what got them interested).
All in all, it’s fishy. Maybe not as concerning as their client made it out to be, but worth paying a visit. Worth seeing what the deal is.
Worth meeting Eddie Munson, whose worried uncle hired Steve and Robin to investigate his whereabouts after not hearing from him for a year.
“They limit communication,” the chief - Hopper, his name tag says - “but they’ll let you come and go at first. We’ll be able to get more letters in than out.”
“We know,” Steve says, shooing another bee off of Robin. “We got this.”
“I really hope so.”
They say their polite goodbyes and start walking down the road. No cars in the settlement, they’ve learned. Too much noise, too much pollution. They hurt the bees.
Steve and Robin walk five miles down the dirt road in the middle of the afternoon in July. They’d speak, ordinarily, fill the silence with jokes and stories and laughter, but silence is nowhere to be found.
The droning of bees from swarms unseen fills the air, and Steve thinks, while fanning himself with his hands, that the sound could swallow him whole.
Part 2. Part 3 (background lore)
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Apologies if you’ve been asked already, but are you gonna see the fnaf movie now that it’s out? If so, I’m really curious to hear your thoughts on it!
I just saw it tonight actually!!! I thought it was very fun and very cool!! Admittedly I am a little cheesed at the way the lore is diff, and there are a few things I think actively make the movie worse because of it, but overall it was a very fun and silly movie and def worth the watch ! I cannot WAIT and I PRAY they make a second one!!! Also Mat jumpscare. Pillowfort scene was my favourite!
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