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Me: “Good news!”
My OCs: (gasp of disbelief)
Me: “I’ve figured out how to make your lives exponentially worse!”
My OCs: >:(
Me: >:)
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First Line Tag
Thanks for the tag @linneaeliam. Finally got a day off, and after spending most of it napping, I woke up to get some writing done:
Gil rocked back in his heels, taking in the empty stretch of sand. The beaches were usually empty in early April, too cold yet for reliable lounging weather. The threat of sudden spring squalls didnt apply to Gil and his sweetie.
Tagging back @scottishhellhound @norwegianamericanwritblr and @illthdar
Thanks for tagging me. Sorry for taking so long to get to this.
From the most recent chapter in the current Illthdar WIP: The King’s Men:
Lemko plotted a careful path for Zercey and her through the forest, paying special attention so they avoided the more open spaces between the trees. After the fourth time she picked a route that forced them to circumnavigate around a patch of bare ground, Zercey had to ask, “Why are we going this way? Wouldn’t it be faster to cut straight through?”
Lemko shook her head. “It isn’t safe.” She replied, quickly adding, “No words now, please.”
Tagging: @cassius-mortemer @lordfenric @rae-writes-the-thing and @aphteavana
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Last line tag
Tagged by @leave-her-a-tome
(decided to do a bit more than a sentence/line to give context, enjoy!)
“It’s a fucking ghost town,” Claudia quietly states, the group approaching an intersection.
“No shit, honey,” Sam snorts with a smirk widening across his face.
“It’d be nicely decorated with your guts.”
Sam stares at her as Claudia struts past him.
Tagging @hannahs-creations @dawnoftheagez and @illthdar
Thanks for the tag! Sorry it’s taken so long to get to this. From a future book in the Illthdar series: The King’s Men:
They rounded a curve and lights from the town rising up from the flat plain of the Nera river, flanked by Mount Torre Maggiore in the north and Mount San Pancrazio in the south where they stood. Lerki scrutinised the amber yellow glow dotting what felt like every window and door in the city, still visible even in the icy drizzle. Listening carefully, Lerki noted, “I cannot hear the Elements of this place.”
“Well, it isn’t real, so why would you be surprised?” Zercey took them down a path into the city. “Coming?”
Tagging: @silver-wields-a-pen @ratherinterestingmilkshake @bogbodybitch and @books-of-lunacy but only if you feel like it, everyone!
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First lines - Add Your Own
Authors, what’s the first sentence in your WIP or most recently published book? Tell us the genre too.
First one in my Zombie, Post Apoc WIP:
"He had known when the apocalypse had struck; had known the very minute it happened, even before he threw open his bedroom curtains and looked outside.”
Tagged a few authors I know/have seen here on Tumblr. Get involved, tantalise us!
@rehnwriter @theoddcatlady @pippinacious @unsettlingstories @mareebrittenford @evanthenerd83 @spookyspaghettisundae @sulfurousdreamscapes @idreamtofmanderleyagain @pagingdrsleep @the960writers @tcstu @k-l-neidecker @xavea @spoldhamindieauthor @theouterdark @in-defense-of-the-horror @ghost-possum @niftywriter @imintheunderworld @illthdar @unisom-nightmares @theweewritinglassie @rehnwriter @tcstu @stephrawlingwrites @halfbloodlycan @theouterdark
Thanks for tagging me. Sorry for the long delay in responding!
The genre is high fantasy, with plenty of dark fantasy thrown in. By this point in the series, the first line is comically benign - fair warning. From the current WIP in the Illthdar series: The King’s Men
Illthdar was a beautiful planet, a world covered in unspoilt forests, great valleys, rolling hills, majestic mountains, rivers crystalline and oceans clear.
Tagging: any other writblrs that want to do this, if you haven’t had the chance to already.
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Rules: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words in the line.
I got tagged by @ofbloodandflowers, so thanks! I’ll do a line from Showtime for this.
Mr. Calworth, this time, was sitting at the table right in front of the stage.
I’m tagging: @h-faith-marr-writeblr, @andiwriteunderthemoon, @kai-is-writing, @raevenlywrites, @writingonesdreams, @etddivine, @notquitenovelist, @rainy-rose, @jess—writes, @mjmnorwood, @keen2meecha, @juliawrites98, @illthdar, @quilloftheclouds, @anika-writes
You are not obligated to do it though!
Thanks for the tag! I saved this forever ago, hoping I would have had the chance to get to it sooner but... I didn’t, BUT HERE IT IS NOW!
From the most current WIP for the Illthdar series: The King’s Men:
The noise didn’t stop until the last pair of glowing eyes disappeared from view.
Tagging: @silvertalonwriteblr, @silver-wields-a-pen, @raevenlywrites, @raenawrites, @rae-writes-the-thing, @little-horror-girl-love, @blueinkblot, @ratherinterestingmilkshake, @bogbodybitch, @cassius-mortemer, @scottishhellhound, anyone else who wants to do this - no obligation, though!
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Find the Words Tag Game
I was tagged by @hyba. It’s been a while since this one has come around.
The words I’m supposed to find, or some variant of them, are: stride, intruder, struggle, vague, hanging.
Stride: With that, he moved back towards his workbench, stride stiff and back slumping a bit now that he wasn’t addressing the workshop. (The Plight of a Sparrow Book 2: The Sword’s Curse.)
Intruder: Could not find it in any of my wips. Even the shelved ones.
Struggle: It became a struggle to keep my concentration, and I was only a few minutes in. (The Plight of a Sparrow Book 2: The Sword’s Curse.)
Vague: I tried to look through the mess of string, peering into the darkness, but all I could see for a while was vague shapes. (The Plight of a Sparrow Book 2: The Sword’s Curse.)
Hanging: The breeze made the light dusting of snow dance from windowsills and hanging pots of dead flowers dance. (The Plight of a Sparrow Book 2: The Sword’s Curse.)
Okay, the words for the next people are: Insane, Flower, Hazy, Cloud, and Blade.
Tagging: @silver-wield, @tenacious-scripturient , @dawnoftheagez, @likelyfantasywriterspsychic, @orphicodysseywrites, @mischiefiswritten, @wineandpensareallineed, @candy687, @kaylewiswrites, @nemowritesstuff
Thanks for the tag ^=^ I love these games ^=^ From Brotherhood: Divinely Volatile
Insane “He’ll hear us. We should find a phone and call the Inspector.” Or just leave. This is insane, even by my standards.
Flower “There’s nothing better than being a radiant bride, Yueliang. If you wait too long you’ll be a wilted flower.”
Hazy Vague
She liked those girls, but felt awkward accepting. It got worse when they all married and her invites came from vague acquaintances.
Clouded “You don’t have to give me money,” she said, realising earlier events clouded her judgement.
Blade Though, she presumed snow was a softer surface than ice, and had less chance of slicing skin open with a rogue skate blade.
Words to find: passion, shadow, torrent, blast, admit
First of all, thank you so much for the tag 645years ago, I’m so, so, sorry it’s taken me so long to respond, but I’m at last getting around to these.
From the current WIP in the Illthdar series: The King’s Men.
Passion
“When they tell us we should keep quiet, stand in line and behave respectfully, they don’t mean it for the benefit of all,” these were the opening words to one of Fravmyon’s better speeches. “What they mean is for us to remain passive and permissive of every slap and curse. But I tell you now, as I take the throne of Woodralan, this will be the end of it! No more will there be two classes decided by what way our bloodlines began, we will all be judged on the quality of our character and passion! Not by how we must survive, but in how we conduct ourselves in the doing! We will be second and last no more!”
Shadow
Unlike Port Strug, the atmosphere of Tacna was stiff and guarded. Only grasping the tension on hindsight, Perth didn’t think anything of it when Jeran had her sit balanced upon her shoulders while Kaunan climbed onto the table in their room to drape a cloak over them both. Perth’s round and youthful face would fool no one on close inspection, but with the hood pulled low over her eyes, the majority of her features were lost in shadow.
Torrent
Nyima found it hard to meld the image of the torrential downpour at the Fissure with the man who might as well have been birthed from sunshine, in terms of lighthearted spirit. On an intellectual level, she could appreciate that he had more power than appearances might have lead people to believe, but it was hard to visualise when he was slurping his drink. Seth was everyone's darling baby brother.
Blast
“Two teams with me,” Culvers ordered, “We remain on dispatch should --!”
High Elder Culvers’ voice was lost under the thundering blast that shook the stones of the building.
Sago screamed as she ducked, covering her head as chunks of plaster fell from the ceiling overhead.
“TEAMS OUTSIDE, NOW!”
Admit
Leading up to this point, it was Tabitha’s first time seeing the lower atmosphere clouds drift between her and the terrain. The height, in truth, made her feel queasy though she refused to admit it. This was a lot higher up than she was used to; Kongamato didn’t make a habit of going above the treetops under normal circumstances.
Words to find: Grieved, abstract, lofty, course, slap
Tagging: anyone who wants to join in on this - it’s a fun exercise and a great chance to showcase what your WIP’s all about.
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T A G : First Line
I was tagged by @linneaeliam for this game! Thanks for thinking of me! This time, I’m going to share the first line in the section that I’m working on for An Entity In Your Midst, my horror novel!
Sounds like an interesting guy ^=^ Thanks for the tag!!
I haven’t started chapter 12 for Divinely Volatile yet, but I did get an earworm about something for Deadly Lineage (next one) so here’s a bit of it.
Vera stood at the kitchen counter chopping vegetables, while talking to Ambrose over her shoulder.
Thanks for the tag @silver-wields-a-pen !
From the most recent WIP in the Illthdar series, The King's Men:
"I always wanted to know who was stronger!" Abaddon growled deep from their chest, shoving the apollyon back. They put trenches into the uneven ground from the effort.
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Last line tag!
Tagged by: @farrradays
Rules: share the last line (or few lines, if you’d like) that you wrote for your WIP, then tag as many people as words in the last sentence (if you can).
A piece from “Nightmare Apocalypse” I wrote the other day. :)
Tagging: @silver-wields-a-pen , @jaimistoryteller , @vanrambling , @onemoredayofwriting , @elenajohansenauthor , @necros-writings , @drowsy-quill , @juliawrites98 If anybody got already tagged, just ignore me XD.
Thanks for the tag ^=^ Awesome imagery in that description, I love it ^=^
From Brotherhood: Divinely Volatile (chapter 10)
The passion in Ambrose’s words took Ndiaye by surprise. She thought she had them figured out; labelled them monsters and planned to drag Yueliang from their grasp if need be. But then, they acted human, and she wondered if she wasn’t overreacting.
Thanks for the tag! Sorry it's taken so long.
From the working WIP in the Illthdar series: The King's Men
The midday sun had passed overhead by the time her story finished. Lemko understood slightly less than half of it, but didn't dare interrupt when Zercey was gesturing her hands fiercely throughout. At the end of it, she struggled to find something to say, ultimately settling on an apology. "I am sorry. My Lerki is very Fire. He is good, but he does not remember to think about others always."
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Last Line Tag
Thank ya @kpmccolgan and @phantom-stargazer for tagging me! I finally got around to writing something new, so here she is:
Fumbling kisses you can never be without.
They tear into your soul with a silent shout.
Sweet whispers of each person’s brave declarations.
We throw our hands to the air in grand celebration.
Starting is easy, persistence is an art.
All endings are hard because they take so much heart.
”I can’t keep going this way,” Or so he says. “I’m King of die Dunkelheit, and you are my Queen des Licht.” Thinking of their love’s doom gives his weary heart a fright.
His summertime Goddess shifts and settles with an excel of air, then moves her lips in a soft mumble about how it could be fair. “My dear drágám, it will be alright.”
He sheds a crystalline tear, “I don’t want to see you go again, Liebe. Even if I have to put up a fight.”
A chilled breath of air leaves the Winter King’s lips, collecting ice on the cheek of his lover. The Queen of Summer nestles his hand as he leans down to brush their foreheads together.
She grabs his face, desperate to pull him closer in her last moments, “Érdemes megcsókolni a halált, ha ő vagy te—
“AHHH,” Mayra’s face slams into her desk as she squawks to herself. “This is supposed to be a world-shaking murder! How did I make it become so romantic?”
She kicks and huffs a bit more before doing her best to shake the Jane Austen out of her. “Hoo-kay, murder. We’re doing murder.” Mayra mutters.
She rifles through a pile that sits dangerously close to a lukewarm coffee and procures a thinner stack of papers that was only clipped together by the pure will of God. It’s stained cover, jokingly labelled ‘BACKSTORY’S BACK ALRIGHT!’ in blocky handwriting, always gives her a quick chuckle.
Soon enough, she’s diving back into the vast, fantasy land of her own making to find any inaccuracies with this new and spicy information. Completely lost to the world around her once more.
Tags: @emdrabbles @redhead-who-writes-stuff @linneaeliam @illthdar @writersloth @alcego-writes @irisjaye @the-kids-are-not-okayy @mistbornvinventure feel free to ignore!
Thanks for the tag, @aphteavanawrites ! Sorry for taking so long to respond.
From a future book in the Illthdar series, The King's Men:
The witch-hunts in the other Order branches were bad, but what was worse was Chiyoko's insatiable paranoia - she saw all of Fluorite as a threat. Trenfal knew there would come a point when he was held to account for his role in supporting her, but he didn't see how else he could keep in her good graces to be able to accomplish his own goals if he refused. She had no qualms about killing her peers, he didn't doubt she would hold back on getting rid of a rebellious subordinate.
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Last line tag
Thanks to the people who tagged me!
Project: Atlas
Last line(s):
I duck under the fence and under the DO NOT CROSS sign, my phone reading five-forty as I approach the abandoned facility.
Taking a shaky breath as I come to a stop several yards away from the entrance, I stare up at the multi-level vacant place. My hands shaking, I pull out my phone and turn on the flashlight as I head into the building.
The lights overhead flicker and dim as the door closes behind me, the flickering above not helping me as I make my way over the scattered tables, chairs, and shattered glass.
Glancing to my left to peer through the fragmented widowed walls, I stop my tracks and catch my breath as a soft, distant howl fills the air.
What the hell was–?
Another one fills the air and I step forward, peering around the corner and sigh a breath of relief.
No one.
Continuing my way into the building, I find myself in an abandoned corridor that branched off from the main one but just as wide.
Tagging: @illthdar @melindawrites @jennamoreci and @writers-are-writers
Sorry for taking so long to get to this! Thanks so much for the tag!
From a future book in the Illthdar series, The King's Men:
If it was the King of Swords, Trenfal felt he could at least count on an audience. He couldn't be so sure of anyone else; the King of Cups was not the charitable sort, the King of Coins was notorious for saying one thing and doing something quite different, who could say the kind of sway the King of Wands had over Queen Gehail, and the Red King was someone with undeniably poor judge of character.
Happy STS! I’ve been out of the loop the past few weeks because of school but I’m determined to catch up. What new development in your WIP has you excited to keep writing? Have a great day! :)
Thanks for the ask!
The current WIP is the fifth book in the Illthdar series, King's Men. The first draft has only a few more chapters left before it's finished, so things are really getting intense.
How intense? There is a battle in progress that half of the cast is caught up in while, in another part of the world the other half is getting espionage 101. I don't write who lives or dies in my plotlines, and I research injuries after they happen - so i have legit no clue if everyone is getting out of this book in one piece... Or alive.
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Last Line Tag
I was tagged by… so many people: @whicheverwarrior (x), @elizahgodswood (x), @rise-again-2001 (x), @aeyaverseproject (x), @stardustspiral (x), @elizabethsyson (x), and @feathered-inkling (x). You should totally check out their lines as well! I’ve recently started and new and as of yet unnamed fantasy project, so here’s a tiny sneak peek of that!
Rules: Post the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.
“I wasn’t expecting to be graced with the presence of a healer so far from your gilded tower,” Prentis jeered. “How much did it cost for your fearless leader to hand over your leash?”
Tagging: @behugs-and-blood, @dove-actually, @the-inkwell-variable, @darealbellabelleoftheball, @clocksandchaos, @adayforducks, @crrushedpetals, @quirky-squid, @nattletak, @weaver-of-words-and-wonders, @chaoticcliche, and anyone else who wants to do this!
Aaahhh, I love getting tagged in these! Thank you so much, @faesongwrites! I write more adult-related content, so luckily my last line is PG-13!!
“I was giving him pointers on how to drive us harder.”
Soooo exciting, right? lmaooo
Tagging: @lexwritesgayshit, @taomega20writings, @inkspilledqueen, @writingguardian, @grimmwrites, @halfbloodlycan, @pythiea, @ownworldresident, @hangulteam, @thelibrarina, @dailylifeofadizzyfangirl, @undinisms, @illthdar, and anyone else who wants to do this!!
Thanks for the tag, sorry it's taken so long.
From the WIP Illthdar: The King's Men:
Imogen elbowed Kinsa in the side. "Admit it, you'd like it to be hotter. Bring on the spring, right?"
Kinsa squawked and zigzagged away from her. "I don't know what you're suggesting!" His voice hitched a tad too high to be clueless. If his voice didn't betray him, his flushed face did.
Imogen sniggered at his discomfort.
"Excuse yourself!" He tried to set her straight, "I am without a paramour and there is nothing to be done with it. Not this year and certainly not without means to support one!"
"Okay, you see that?" Seth stepped in, flicking Kinsa on the end of his nose playfully. "That was your stupid beak taking shit too seriously. Chill out, will you?"
"By all the gods," Kinsa huffed as he veered away from Seth, running out of safe places to walk without getting teased. "I cannot measure how much I detest you both!"
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guys reblog this with your wips in the tags. i need more content to follow on my dash.
Anonymous asked:
OK all the whatevers are sorry. Can we get back to some good content now? I needs me some Illthdar ❤️❤️ #chants# teaser teaser teaser Teaser TEaser TEAser TEASer TEASEr TEASER 🙏🙏🙏🙏
Lol okay, after all that, we need something. So from a future book in the Illthdar series, The King's Men:
It wasn't going well. Unable to read, Nyima didn't think she was much help. Dressed in a lavender brassiere and cropped shorts trimmed in purple ribbon, the best she could offer were guesses. "We being knowing that it being happening when first harvest comes."
"Do we?" Kinsa doubted it. His lips pressed to a thin line. "What idiot would go through the lengths to hide a message like this, only to offer teasers of its secrets?"
"Bracken did saying some being made to skip."
Seth shifted papers around on the tabletop. "Where's the original?"
"Bracken could have done it wrong," Kinsa suggested. "By ill luck or by design."
Ona clicked her tongue, turning to empty the boiling kettle out into a basin used for washing up. The kitchen rags were in want of cleaning. "Kinsaburo, please watch what you say. That is someone who is respected you are speaking of so ill."
"Get rekt, Twinkle," Imogen sniggered.
400 Followers!
We did it, folks!
As promised, a shout-out to @ratherinterestingmilkshake for the suggestion.
A page of out of context theatre from a future book in the Illthdar series: The King's Men.
“Aww, birb,” Vyxen teased, rushing to his side to give Toshiiro’s cheek a pinch.
Toshiiro yelped and forced her hand away from his abused skin. “Stop doing that!”
“You were worried!” She tittered.
In the end, Abaddon was the owner of a set of copper trimmed steel plate armour, alchemy symbols etched throughout, each one denoting their best traits. “Thank you,” Abaddon said, unable to direct it to anyone specifically, still unsure of the giver. Donning each piece over their leather vest and bracers, Abaddon had no doubt they would be well christened by the time the day was over.
"That's a good look for you, Abaddon," Tundra complimented, finding the copper details went well with their complexion.
"Y-you think so? Um, thank you."
"You look amazing!" Vyxen agreed.
Abaddon flushed and rolled the toe of their boot against the uneven floor, shy from all the attention.
“Any orders issued yet?” Toshiiro said, less flustered than when he entered, but more red-faced for his troubles. He only asked in a bid to recover from his embarrassment.
“None new,” Tabitha confirmed, stretching her winged arms high over her head.
“Everyone to their places, dears,” Scyanatha declared, passing out sashes blazoned with the red king's heraldry - she didn't want any to be mistaken for the opposing army and was taking no chances. “War waits for no one.”
Outside, the kings and prince were too wrapped up in their strategies to pay them any notice. Not a nod or look was spared as the Acolytes spread out to their respective tasks.
Vyxen spotting elvish soldiers passing potted plants to civilians along the way, she asked, “What are they doing?”
“It’s a tradition of the elves,” Scyanatha volunteered. “They’ll name a living worthy bloom flower after the ones who go off to war.”
“Why is that?”
“It’s believed that, a flower connected by name to a person will grow and thrive with them. If the flower ever stops blooming, then its namesake lost their lives.”
“Wait, is it to help identify the dead?” Vyxen’s voice hitched, an unsettled feeling coiling her stomach.
“More a good luck charm,” Scyanatha reassured her. "Because they are worthy, the flowers grow."
"Aww… hey, can anyone do that? Does it work even if there's no mana?" Vyxen floated the idea of keeping several at the homestead once she got there. The thought of at least knowing the others were alive on Illthdar was appealing.
Scy smiled, guessing Vyxen's train of thought. "Unfortunately it's a trick only elves are able to employ. One of the few ways they can use mana directly. You would need an elf to tie the person's name to the bloom."
Vyxen snapped her fingers in disappointment.
Vyxen, Tundra, Inari and Salem soon found themselves standing just outside of a hole in the mountain that protected the Lond from the side opposite of the gate. Already armed with a bow and arrows, Salem was given a larger one-sided axe for added defence and put to Tundra’s opposite on the side of the path while Vyxen called and ushered civilians through the zig-zag cave mouth.
The elves tried to arm Tundra much the same, but he declined. “If I need a weapon, I’ll use whatever is on hand.”
Though they waited outside the cave, it wasn’t any place Salem hoped they would have to retreat to, if only because of the implications.
That sentiment didn’t transfer to his sister. “It’s like a massive geode! It’s so pretty!”
“Mana’s son, Dheu, has appeal to many,” Inari confessed from their place on the ground, next to the opening, their back to the mountain. Their task was so seal the opening, should the enemy make it there.
“Mana’s son?” Vyxen asked, all ears. She peered back into the yellow crystal cave, seeing it with new eyes. “Is everything on Illthdar a child of Mana or only certain things?” Unsure if Inari was being poetic and unable to decide, if that was the case, if they meant crystals only.
“All born from Illthdar are her children, as you suspect, but some are closer to her than others,” Inari replied. “Vvekw and her siblings are her closest offspring.”
Making a guess, she asked, “Are they all crystals like Vvekw and Dheu, or are there other things?”
“Crystals, naturally.”
Tundra made a show of stretching his shoulders and arms, warming up. “Natural for here, maybe,” he said before offering up a quick translation to Salem.
“I’m not going to be surprised by anything, anymore,” Salem said, bored and tired of it all already. "Are any of these children of Mana's able to get us home?"
"When the weakness Illthdar faces is resolved," Inari vouched after Tundra translated, "any celestial would be able to provide."
"And how do we fix the issue with the mana?"
Vyxen raised her hand. "It has to do with Vvekw; her power - the mana - is weakening. Sometimes people find pieces of Vvekw and so we'd go steal them back." Shrugging, "I've asked how it happens, but no one knows. If we find enough missing bits, she'll feel better again, right?"
"It is the greatest concern, but our belief is that Vvekw won't be satisfied until the cause is removed." Inari shared, "and were that all, it could be easily remedied, but the balance between Vvekw and her siblings is also disrupted."
"All offence," Salem asked, "why can't the people from here just fix it? It's not like anyone outside of this place knows more about it."
"Because," Inari returned, slapping the closed side of their fan against the ground, "we do not get to choose the champions, we have only means to find them through intervention of fate. Fate makes you necessary, and in the final moments do we understand why that was."
Vyxen's interest was renewed. "So everyone who gets stuck here has a part to play in getting everyone home? Why didn't anyone just say so right from the start?!"
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First Line tag!
Rules: post the first line of one of your wips and tag as many people as there are words
Plagg and I had known for a while now that Ladybug was Marinette and Plagg realised that he knew that Tikki was the Kwami helping her.
25 words so 25 tags
@violetcancerian @alessia-writes @bearholdingashark @balladofabrokebitch @delphwrites @darealbellabelleoftheball @farrradays @igotablankpage @kalis-scribbles @kaylewiswrites @katywritesbooks @lady-redshield-writes @mleighsquickspot @nkta-ink @notquitenovelist @nectareouswrites @ofvisitorsthefairest @reininginthefirewriting @ronniebun21 @raevenlywrites @tenacious-scripturient @thel3tterm @velvetlighthouse @writings-of-a-narwhal @fantasy-shadows
(From Beastly, my twisted fairytale novel)
Belle felt as though a metric tonne of dirt and grime was in her eyes.
15 words so 15 tags!
Yayy thank you!!! First line of my Nanowrimo novel:
The von Holstadts were generally considered, by those who knew what they were talking about, to be one of the luckiest families in le tout Vienna.
I won’t lie to you; I don’t know if I can come up with 26 people to tag. So I will specifically tag @pan-princess-levy @zealouswerewolfcollector and @acommonanomaly and unspecifically tag everyone else who writes and wants to do this, and I do mean you.
eyrfei7yfgr7egytuyu im a mere grasshopper to your talent but thank you so much! (WHEN IS THAT NOVEL COMING OUT I CANNOT WAIT FOR ALL THE DRAMA) anyway, here is the first line of my work for the fairy tail bigbang event:
One would think that after years upon years of holding court meetings and war councils, one would be accustomed to boredom.
no way i can tag a whole of 21 people, but here we go to try anyway!
@jinx13gxa2 @blackbloodrose20 @fineapplepineapple12 @ceruleanshockwave @mdelpin @gaymirajane @newgeht @starfirexl @oryu404 @froppyfrosch @becausesin @grayserigala @gaysquaredwrites @kaatseye @suck-my-pineapple @smartcookie727 @spikerr @ranunculusfox @whereisthefood123 and last (but honestly, the opposite of least, my favorite tumblr who i kind of stalk often look at) @arofili
no, i did not go mad looking around my discord servers in attempt to find people to tag, not all. (IM SORRY TO ALL MY FRIENDS WHO WERE NOT TAGGED I EITHER DONT KNOW YOUR TUMBLR HANDLE OR DONT KNOW IF YOU HAVE ONE IM SORRY)
also, valid for everyone else who wants to do that! just,,,, dont tag,,,, 21 people,,,, like i did,,,,,
Thanks for the tag!
This is from a random OS I hope to post soon! ^^ (don’t get your hopes up though, I’m slow af 😂)
“This looks… vaguely familiar…”
I know it’s not much but my other option has ‘Shit…’ as the first line.
I’m pretty sure some if not all of the people I’m tagging are already tagged, but oh well. For everyone else reading this consider yourselves tagged as well!
Thank you @oryu404, @gaymirajane, @pan-princess-levy and @newgeht for the tag!
Gray watched his brother with amusement as he ran all over their apartment in an attack of nerves.
This is from the next chapter of Red Dragon that I will hopefully post tomorrow.
uhm 18 huh?
(Lucy to Natsu) “How do you know,” she looks up through half-lidded eyes and plumed lashes, “that I don’t have nefarious objectives?”
Welp 19 words. I’m sure many of you guys have been tagged before. No pressure to play again 🙃 @dark0angel13 @bmarvels @bearpluscat @kaychawrites @katana-no-neko @thewritingstar @rosechi @doginshoe @lovelyluce @shadyhydrathesnekqueen @hazel-got-fanfiction @nalufever @michiamotippete @thegemibaby @bladerivalen @mautrino @phoneboxfairy @phoenix-before-the-flame @impracticaldemon
cinnamon-roll509
“Oh! I almost forgot.” Queen octavia took off her crown and put it on azari’s head. “If your gonna become a queen, you’ll need a crown..right?” Azari looked at herself in her mothers vanity and frowned.
[A scene from my book im writing, I hope I can post it on here.]
36 words, I think I can tag that much people.
@weirdotaku1000 @beejboyfriend @asktherays @ask-garfield @bichaelbyers @bubbaskitchen @cheruib @dryeguy @ekayart @evaceratops @elbdot @edge-of-bizarre @kiingbiing @gryffindorwriter @glitzbot @goodboiz-wearvests @godzilla-saves-the-day @fandom-what-ifs @fettimagines @hero-with-fear @vestbros @slimyswampghost @sleepy-kinq @kittydogcrystal @thechosenone260 @turnedgoodau @renlvbon @ruubesz-draws @richardtozierz @julikat @justcallmecornflake @hiccop @nekkyousagi @myriadimagines @melty-artz @leiasfanaccount648
“NO! I don’t want to go back there!”
This is more of a scene I’m thinking about if i made a comice thingy-
So yee-
8 people =w=
“You have seen crazy cat ladies, but you have never seen a crazy dog lady before.”
From one of my upcoming inktober stuff.
Could only tag 5 people. Sorry.
“Oh no, sweetie. You do NOT want that spider as a pet”
From one of my upcoming stories where Blair first got Fredrick as a pet.
Tagging: @tentativetenderheart @midorin-neko @jcmorrigan @daisy-todd @hanavbara @yuiharunaai-hoshikouruk @carlycmarathecat @peanuts-comics @meowniz @nb-vulpix @sunny-paradise-girl @sleeplessdreamer14 @tintack-cobbletacks @the-fancy-cookie @geistaku0719 @rosetherandomreblogger @theblissburns @madame-christine @xo-imperfectlyperfect-xo @deadpan-searcher @technicollor @rustic-space-fiddle @wallymcflubberfins @jeduardow @sprinkels9
I got 25 people tagged! Sorry to all of my followers who didn’t get tagged.
geistaku0719
“Capri trudged solemnly through the halls of the castle.”
The first line of “A Guide in Healing,” which may or may not be written.
scribbly--dolly
(reblogging to my writeblr sideblog)
“In the blood-painted room, a spider crawls across the wall.”
from my pet project, the nessus chronicles
i’ll tag: @wheremyhotchocolate @writings-of-a-narwhal @kouvei-matarra @vviciously @compulsionsnovel @springcess @reffaces @raeraesmentality @kills0-and-other-things-i-write @illthdar !
Oh gosh, thanks for the tag, @scribbly--dolly!
First line of most recent chapter of current wip for the Illthdar series, working title: The King’s Men.
Sunlight crested the horizon, painting layers of sky crimson and persimmon. Inari’s eyelids lifted to the sounds of many horns and drums.
Tagging 22: @written-in-pen, @books-andbiscuits, @dropkickwritersblock, @blueinkblot, @silver-wields-a-pen, @rae-writes-the-thing, @raevenlywrites, @raenawrites, @halrose, @disoriented-writer, @inkpot-dreamer, @evans-writing, @elliewritesstories, @typewrxter, @typewriter-jade, @roselinproductions, @gettingitwrite, @inky-duchess, @guardians-of-las-vyxen, @pens-swords-stuff, @downwithwritersblock, @english-undergrad
illthdar reblogged
alex-writesx
Last Line Tag
I was tagged by @stuffaboutwriting
Okay so ~technically~ I don't have an "official" WIP yet for reasons that rhyme with "jerfectionism" and "grocrastination" SO I'm gonna just do the last line of something I wrote for an English clasa if y'all cool with that and down with that
"I woke up in my old house to my alarm going off. I checked the date. It was all a damn dream?!"
I guess I'll tag whoever comes to mind first, sorry if y'all did one already oof (sorry if I left people out, I can't remember blog names)
Thanks for the tag, @alex-writesx
Again, from the Illthdar series, a bit from the most WIP - working title is The King's Men:
She would need help to get back to the right altitude and kongamato wings, the only points on them - save for their large beaked jaws - that weren’t covered in thick protective scales.
Tagging: @scottishhellhound , @radley-writes , @pens-swords-stuff , @silver-wields-a-pen