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#wip: nobyl blood
inquisitorlavcllan · 1 year
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I would like nobyl blood to stop doing that thing where if I make any attempt to pivot my focus away from it for an extended period of time (ex: different project for nano) it decides now is the best time to forcibly wrench my attention back
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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I just want everyone to know that nobyl blood has spawned another plotline and this will increase the novel by at least another 3000 words.
I’m in pain.
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ariadnewordweaver · 3 years
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Bad Synopsis Tag
I was tagged by @letswritestories101​ on my old blog! thank you <3<3
Rules: make a new post and describe your WIP synopsis in the worst way possible.
Necromancy and Nightcaps:
A rich boy simps over a call-girl with magic powers.
Love Spells and Zinfandel:
 Said call-girl decides she wants to mass murder.
Sanguine Shield/Nobyl Blood:
Two athletes are really really really bad at talking about their feelings. Also one of them almost dies.
Tagging: @staff-lieutenant-alenko @thekisforkeats @ljandersen @juls-writes @theresonlyonebed @adycat2 @wildwhiskey236
no pressure!
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aaeoluss · 3 years
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also can I just say how much you've impressed me with how quickly you come up with so many different wip ideas and complete them. like it's unbelievable! I'm in awe, seriously
that’s so kind thank you ! it’s funny that you say that, actually, because i’m impressed by you for the exact opposite reason. i know you’ve been working on nobyl blood for quite some time now and i really admire your dedication to it, i personally get so sick and burned out of my individual wips so quickly and i could never do that haha. i really admire writers who can spend so much time perfecting all the arcs and details of their wips, those books always turn out incredibly well 
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thekeyten · 5 years
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:o i would love a graphic! So cool that you're doing this. The name of my wip is Nobyl Blood and theres a tag for it on my writing blog @confunderewrites thank you! ❤
Awesome!! and thank you! here is your graphic! I hope that you like it!! thanks for joining me in my celebration!!
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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Aurora nodded then leaned toward him ever so slightly and if he was feeling sane at all he wouldn’t have felt what he thought to be a pull between them. Alluring, magnetic, like it was all he could do to keep his feet planted on the doormat. 
She tucked a blond lock behind her ear. “You had something for me?”
Aye, how does the entire fucking world sound?
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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poor baby is going through it™
“So…” Aurora muttered. “Did you watch the game?”
“I did.” Amanda said.
“I’ve never done that in a game before. I’ve never lost my shit in a game like that before. I’ve gotten into fights but I… just… blacked out. And then I woke up and his face was… mush. He wasn’t even angry after, basically thanked me for the good fight but I still felt awful.”
“Sounds like something else is bothering you.”
“I keep wanting to throw the lamp.”
“Pardon?”
“The lamp. There’s a lamp in Dale’s office. And whenever we fight it’s right in my peripheral and he keeps accusing me of cheating or something or it’s my fault that our relationship is like this because he wants to start a family and I don’t yet and he won’t listen to me or believe me and all I want to do is throw the lamp.”
Her therapist looked at her, brow furrowed in worry. “At him?”
“No. No, God no.” She felt her throat squeezing, her chest getting tight. “I didn’t want to hurt him. I- I-” wanted to hurt something. Someone. I was so angry, so, so angry, and I didn’t know where to put it and- “I don’t like this person I am right now. I don’t. I’m not this person.” Her eyes were welling up, her lip quivering. “I’m- I’m scared.”
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confunderewrites · 4 years
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heads up 7 up
tagged by the lovely @adycat2
rules: post the last 7 lines you wrote and tag 7 people.
I’m gonna have to cheat a bit here seeing as I was bouncing around a lot in this scene.
She opened up every drawer one by one. “Joggers… Jumpers… Jeans… A-ha! T-shirts!” she rifled through them looking for one she wanted to wear.
Arborists.
They were all Arborist shirts.
Every. Single. One.
How was every single t-shirt in the drawer an Arborist shirt?
Nike. Puma. FILA. Hummel. …Adidas? When were the Arborists sponsored by Adidas?
She groaned, looked for another t-shirt drawer but to her dismay this was the only one.
tagging: @purple-hawke @boredwriter-16 @pens-swords-stuff @hannahs-creations @aeolus-x @letswritestories101 @dorianpavus and anyone else who wants to do it! :)
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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WIP Whenever
tagged by @spaceprincealenko <3<3<3<3<3
Little snippet of aurora and vahid annoying alistar
It’s nice to have my kids back to their playful selves lol
“Hey, Dennet, watch this.” Aurora said lining her water bottle up to the camera in front of Alistar.
“You really think he’s gonna catch it?”
“He has before.” She winked.
Alistar was in the middle of an on-pitch interview during their practice. Pearson had them running basic drills in the background so that no one would really see what they were working on while they interviewed and Aurora had realized it was a very fun game to throw things at Alistar while he was distracted because no matter what he still caught them. Every. Single. Time.
She threw the water bottle and as soon as it lined up in his periphery his hand shot out and he caught it.
“Oh my god!” she heard the interviewer cry out.
Alistar looked over his shoulder giving her a ‘what the fuck?’ look and she waved and smiled.
Dennet crossed her arms. “Impressive!”
Vahid walked up to them as Aurora was aiming with a mobility ball.
“You have to stop throwing things at him during interviews.” Vahid scolded, though he was chuckling while he did so.
“I’m keeping his reflexes up.” She grinned throwing it and Vahid grabbed it out of the air.
“Ooh! I’m gonna start throwing things at you now.”
He laughed and tapped his lips pensively. “I wonder if he could catch it if I tipped it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Throw off the trajectory just before it got to him.”
Aurora went wide-eyed. “Let’s do it!”
“Not now. Another time when there isn’t expensive and breakable electric equipment.”
“During lunch?” Dennet suggested.
“Perfect.” Vahid said.
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Vahid nodded at her from across the hall. Alistar was tucking into a sandwich, both his hands occupied.
“Really trying to get him at a disadvantage huh?” she quietly said to herself before throwing the apple across the room.
Alistar dropped his food, his hand going for it, then Vahid tipped it and his hand shot out to swipe it out of midair directly opposite where it had been going in the first place.
She always loved how he looked at the object after he caught it, obviously completely unaware what it was that he caught.
He threw the apple at Vahid’s chest and he laughed as it thudded against him.
“You’re in on it now too?” she heard him say.
Vahid took a bite out of the apple and shrugged. “Just doing an experiment.”
Alistar looked back at Aurora flipping her off with a smile.
She blew him a kiss.
tagging: @aeolus-x @juls-writes @hannahs-creations @roselinbooks @letswritestories101
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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For the WIP Word Game: glow, cut, name?
Thank you for the ask! <3 Snippets as always from Nobyl Blood. Glow: Artsy posters and newspaper articles about the [redacted] were decorated around the room. Enormous plants loomed over the massive skylight and the sunset filled the room with a beautiful golden glow. Such a beautiful place and evening wasted on a stuffy corporate event. 
Cut: (this one was so difficult to choose oh my god) Those drive sessions they’ve had were usually not as tense as todays was. Alistar would usually try to lighten the mood by teasing her and calling her a little leaguer, Aurora would respond with a death glare. Fun stuff. Today, however, was cold, miserable, rainy, both of them tired and their nerves shot. “I’m so fucking cold my nipples could cut glass.” Alistar said, bundled in two jumpers and a windbreaker.
Name: (I saw this one and got SO excited) “Then why does it matter what other people think? You think they’d stick you on first string if you weren’t half as good as you are? No. They wouldn’t. They’d parade you around like a show pony and you wouldn’t see a second of field time. Do your cousins get the offers you do? They’re Reid’s too, aren’t they? If it was all about the name, son, you wouldn’t be anywhere near the pitch. Aye, you got good genes, natural talent. But I see the work you put in, your coaches see the work you put in, the whole bloody world of cairbre sees the work you put in. The name’s what you make it. So you can use it for your advantage, but don’t think for a second that the people who’s opinions do matter think you are just a Reid.”
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confunderewrites · 4 years
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heads up 7 up
tagged by @juls-writes thank you!!
Rules: Post the last seven sentences you wrote, and then tag seven people.
tagging: @adycat2 @hannahs-creations @letswritestories101 @pens-swords-stuff @decantae @boredwriter-16 @aeolus-x
“God fucking help me.” Alistar groaned, looping an arm around the bucket like an anchor.
“Sorry, God’s not available, I’m the best you got.”
“What a poor bastard I am then.” He snorted.
She bopped him on the head with the empty paper towel roll he forgot to clean up.
“Hey, hey, just a wee joke.”
Aurora shook her head at him with a smile. “Go sit on the couch.  I’ll bring the tea over.”
“Banished to the living room.” He sighed jokingly and pushed off the counter, making sure to bring the bucket.
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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this entire scene I’m working on rn can be summed up with “alistar’s horny and is feeling guilty about it”
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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The plot bunnies are out of control.
I repeat: The plot bunnies are out of control.
We need to build another hutch for the bunnies.
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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nobyl blood... just spawned... an entire litter of new plot bunnies.... i....
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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That’s the thing about two a.m. It makes you weak.
wc: 335 character(s): aurora nobyl PG
All she wanted to do was sleep but sleep wanted nothing to do with her and she tossed and turned until two in the morning before she gave up and started scrolling though social media.
Alistar had posted a video with workout tips and she could always tell which posts were him and which were his PR team.
This one was unmistakably him. Overcomplicated movements combined with a sure-of-himself attitude that made it seem like what he was talking about was simple despite the average person probably not being able to get it at all.
Someone made a joke off camera at the end and he laughed.
That’s the thing about two a.m. It makes you weak. It makes you think bad ideas are good ones. You’re hypnotized by the way the phone screen glows in the pitch blackness of the room and you think ‘Sure, why not call them?’
And next thing you know you’re sitting cross-legged in your bed with the phone ringing in your ear begging it not to go to voicemail even though it’s two a.m. and they never go to bed past eleven.
But you’re tired, you can’t sleep, and despite everything…
“Hi Ali…” she practically whispered into the phone. “I know it’s late. And I know you’ve probably been really busy with cairbre and stuff and I know you said you needed space and I- um-” she sighed. “I’m sorry.” She paused. “Dale and I broke up. Well, more like I left and I feel… like complete and total rubbish and like nothing is going right and I- I-” she could feel her voice breaking. “I could really use a friend. So if you happen to have some time maybe we could go for a run or something…” she let out a weak laugh. “I know you probably have something to say about my last game and I- I don’t know. Bye.” She dropped the phone and pressed her face into her hands.
…you miss them.
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confunderewrites · 3 years
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ah yes love realizing a scene/new conflict would make the book better but having to go back and fix a bunch and also delete a scene to make it make sense
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