#last sentence you wrote

[peonierose]

Thanks so much for the tag @liviusofpella and @thosehallowedhalls 🥰🩷

I literally wrote this a few days ago, I heard a song and had this scene in mind and I wrote it down, so this is the result 🥰

Keiki: I can’t imagine a world where we don’t collide or where we don’t know each other. I’m not just saying this because I love you and you’re my person. You’re my Koa and no one can take you away from me.

I’d love to see what you’re working on 🥰 (but no pressure)

@aallotarenunelma @cariantha @thosehallowedhalls @storyofmychoices @aria-ashryver @jerzwriter @liaromancewriter @inlocusmads @moonlightgem7 @noesapphic @angelasscribbles @karahalloway @tessa-liam @stars-are-within-me @cadybear420 @aces-and-angels @dutifullynuttywitch @liaromancewriter @potionsprefect @kristinamae093 @amortentiaopenheart @alj4890 @harleybeaumont @noesapphic @lahellacute @socalwriterbee @brycelahelalover @trappedinfanfiction @the-pale-goddess

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Noticing her face planting the floor, Ivo picked up a pillow from the bed and placed it under her head, listening intently to the caller. romance club | psi, ivo x lou

@agattthaa i admit your manifestation techniques/prayers/whatever you did worked.

tagging: @agattthaa (check mate), @starlight-starfury, @petalouda85, @peonierose, @ladylamrian, @lilyoffandoms, 💌

[r0b0t1me]

You are not supposed to be here. You don’t belong here. Get out get out get out GET OUT-

fanart for chapter 4 of take little bites by @bigdvmnhero​

bonus. because i couldnt pick a single scene to draw out LMAO

[who-the-fuck-are-you-bruh]

I'm usually not a BingJiu enjoyer but i had a vision

So, everything gone to shit and Shen Qingqiu barely escaped imprisonment and torture by the skin of his teeth. Both cultivation and demonic worlds are after him and he's once again making it on his own.

And while Shen Jiu is successful in dodging the danger so far, Luo Binghe keeps hunting his dreams. "Isn't it unbecoming of an immortal master? Isn't it tiring? Just tell me where you are Shizun and I'll be merciful and quick" (Lies, lies, lies)

One day SQQ's luck runs dry. He's captured and there's no way to run anymore. And since there's no difference in death, he taunts LB one last time, how this disgusting beast gets nothing of his grand revenge, basically saying "Come and get me if you can" not really expecting anything.

Too bad Binghe is severally OP and absolutely demolishes everything and everyone on his way to SQQ with unholy speed.

So they're standing face to face. Old cruel master, tired of a run. The heavenly demon beast with cold eyes and a boyish smile.

"You came"

"You called"

And isn't that ironic, how hate ends up being more reliable that love, Qi-ge?

[uncleasad]

WIP Wednesday Last Sentence You Wrote

Post the last sentence you wrote on your current WIP (and tag some friends if you want)

So, maybe, yes, that warm feeling inside Penelope’s chest was in fact love….

A pre-Thanksgiving WIP Wednesday—featuring words I wrote Monday afternoon 😂 from Beware the Spirits Lurking Within aka Hosie Halloween Horror.

Tagging, in no particular order, writer friends @evilpenguinrika @unsiredtribrid @persevereforahappyending @avengerskye @sabrinasfadingmoon @russellsired @toriwritesstories @the0fi @alliplong @firelordirohh @whyislenaluthorsohot @shadowhuntermama in case any of you want to play, too. Totally optional 😀

[call-me-strega]

Oooh this looks fun! Thanks for the tag @ghost-bxrd!

I guess you guys get a single sentence sneak peak at the next chapter of How to Become a Step-Dad!

“The ever-present smog and darkness seemed to lift and the shadows haunting them seemed to fade.”

I’m not sure I even know 17 ppl so let’s see how many I get.

@datfearlessfangirl, @vulnonapix1234, @transparentgayprotector, @hdgnj, @deadsetobsessions, @jackdaw-and-hattrick, @puppetmaster13u, @susiej1118

So that’s 8 people who are welcome to join! No pressure!

Last sentence tag game

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Tagged by @lurkingshan and I haven't really written anything in a bit, so have a little peak at the latest entry into my always growing notes app

And in the end, heroes and villains don't matter, because only the strongest survive.

Tagging @dimplesandfierceeyes, @waitmyturtles, and @anixknowsnothin to play, no pressure of course!

[selliho6530]

I want to see a fanfiction where Jayce, after all the shit he saw, moves not back to his universe, but to the past, to season 1, where he meets Viktor in their laboratory and kills him...

One fanfiction started like that, but everything slipped into the usual gay fuck, which of course I don't mind, but the beginning was too promising...

[anticidic]

🎃🐦‍⬛Trick or treat🎃🕸️

You have bested the haunted mansion's minions and thwarted the spooky ghost that roams the living quarters in order to make it this far. In your search, as you rub your hands together and notice at the end of a corridor is something shiny—that which sparkles under the fading light. You make out something metallic, and as you approach, a chill overcomes you, and with it, the most wonderful scent of roses as if you had been dropped into a garden. An overgrown one full of thorns where the hedges tower over you and the moon has disappeared behind them.

What's awaiting you in my bag of goodies? We'll just have to see! 👻

He danced. Fans in hand, he moved to a rhythm woven by jazz and soft vocals mourning the loss of a loved one, but who knew that when they closed their eyes and went to sleep, they would see a better tomorrow. A fan covered his face and the tiniest smile. He danced, and Chuuya could not look away.

ask box trick-or-treat (fic writer edition)

[littlemisskittentoes]

sevenish sentence sunday!

so far, these snippets are SCRUMPTIOUS. thank you for the tags @kiwiana-writes and @hgejfmw-hgejhsf !!

have a bit of, you guessed it, kensington divergence! featuring: david recognizing alex even after three years of not seeing him

In the recesses of his mind, Alex is sure he understands that all beagles must look similar to one another. A kind of shared resemblance stemming from selective breeding and ‘Best In Show’ titles. But he also knows, somehow, that the beagle in front of him couldn’t be anyone else but David.

Somewhere in the course of a handful of years, David’s age has started to catch up with him. Alex can see it in the way his movements seem slower, more ginger, than the supercut Alex has in his mind of nails clacking against the halls of Kensington and the burrow of his snout between bodies in bed. There’s a spatter of gray fur along his lips and chin, dotting its way along the ridges of his brows. Alex catches the way the bright sunlight refracts blue in the dog’s eyes. Cataracts, his mind supplies; a fragment of useless knowledge squirreled away for safekeeping, borrowed from the lips of Liam’s mom when their goldendoodle had started sleeping in the living room in favor of dragging himself up the stairs every night.

i would be forever grateful to feast upon your snippets @happiness-of-the-pursuit @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @read-and-write- @leojfitz @nocoastposts @bigassbowlingballhead @anincompletelist @wordsofhoneydew @matherines @gay-flyboys @gayrootvegetable @songliili @firenati0n

[bittersweetbark]

Thank you for the tag! Uh, that would have been the last sentence in "Scars" (Our Flag means Death), written almost 2 weeks ago. (I KNOW I'm supposed to write the Dijkstralt but I've had a few shit days again lately.)

That night he dreamt of school, of Izzy's arms and of Ed showing him the other scars.

(That's not some highschool AU, it's based on the scene in Jaws where people show their scars, but shifts into bullying behaviour. That's why Stede dreams of school, it implies sexual transgression.)

17 people tag yourselves 🤣

Oop. Got tagged by Professor @ink-and-dagger. Gotta turn in my homework.

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spot Silco and Sevika sharing a look. Finn continues, oblivious to the silent conversation happening in front of his eyes.

What could this be? 👀👀 Perhaps a TMSA teaser?

I'm not tagging that many people lol no way

No pressure tags: @ilikemymendarkandfictional @deny-the-issue @medic-simp @beardyladyqueen @juniper-sunny

[cinnamons1999]

wendel & chro spy def made this

( corpse spy by @sugarspykookie )

[roserefrain]

🎫 how about your relationship with aster!!

my relationship with aster is (cries for five hours straight)

man. how do I even articulate it. they taught me what love was, and what it could feel like. both in the sense of like my angelkin identity being a past life thing so it’s like ��yeah that’s how I learned it in the Past” but also. in my life rn, remembering aster taught me so much about love.

I do not wanna get All Sad but. I had many a rough relationship (both romantic and platonic) but I just. kind of thought that was what relationships were! they couldn’t be perfect, so it’s probably fine if it’s bad, you just need to learn how to deal with it.

and. remembering more and more of aster was like a revelation that people can understand you, see every part of you, and love you still. that love won’t be weakened by knowing more about you, it will be strengthened! even if you’re strange, and don’t quite fit, or you’re not socially skilled, or whatever. there will be people who love you regardless.

knowing aster is what made me realize that, and in turn is what made me care about myself enough to like! not put up with that shit! to allow myself to demand more, instead of just taking anything I can get. before I could care about myself For myself I could at least do it because they did.

I owe them a lot. they’ve changed my life over and over again to the point of imagining myself without their influence on me is impossible. it’s fun, in a way, seeing how much of me now is clearly colored by them then. we are everyone we’ve ever loved. (<- something I know they would say too)

[zukkaoru]

for the drabble prompts: “I always thought the choice was mine / and I was right / but I just chose wrong” from the laurel hell lyric prompt list for any character(s) you want!!

i debated which character/s to write for this for a bit but ultimately i had to go with nikolai bsd because i think this line fits him very well. uhh sorry jupiter ik you don't know bsd but i have very bad brainrot. also this isn't edited bc i don't feel like it right now

(prompt requests are still open)

warnings: heavy religious imagery & symbolism, character death/dismemberment (#just fyolai things) word count: 602

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Fyodor’s hands have always been cold. This was true when he was alive, when Nikolai grabbed hold of him and the only thing separating skin from skin was a pair of stolen gloves, thin enough to allow the iciness of Fyodor to seep through into Nikolai. And it is true now when all that remains of Fyodor is a severed arm, when Nikolai cradles the dismembered limb to his face and each finger is a lifeless icicle caressing his cheek.

This is what he wanted.

Congratulations, Dazai told him. Fyodor is dead. You did it. You killed the unkillable, you transformed yourself into Judas by choice. You brought the thirty pieces of silver to the men who wanted him dead, placed the proper tools in Dazai’s hands, and turned your back while he was crucified. You did it.

You proved your own free will.

You chose this.

Behind him, Dazai and Chuuya murmur to one another—about their friends back in Japan, about administering the antidote, about Dazai’s injuries, about Sigma. They talk about Sigma like Dazai is the only one who has ever cared about them. Like Nikolai didn’t save them from death, like Nikolai isn’t the only reason they were here and Dazai was able to use them in this game. Thirty pieces of silver. Thirty coin bombs never detonated.

Jesus was executed with two other men, one on either side, men who actually deserved the punishment they faced. To hang on a cross and slowly bleed out, nails through their hands, nails through their feet, their suffering on display for all to see.

Fukuchi is dead in Yokohama, if Dazai’s intel is to be believed. Sigma will never wake, if Fyodor’s words were true.

Which one of them begged for forgiveness in their final moments, and which died still rotting in their sins? Does it matter? They are gone and Nikolai is still breathing and this was his choice. This was his choice. This was his choice.

But Judas took his own life after betraying the one he loved.

Fyodor’s hand is cold. If he raises in three days’ time, Nikolai will be long gone. The Savior has the power to raise the dead, but why waste your time on someone who sold you out for thirty stray coins? Nikolai knows the stories; he grew up having them carved into his flesh each Sunday. He knows who lives, who is resurrected, who is redeemed. And he knows who turns traitor, then lets his grief and shame consume him, and is never mentioned again.

But Judas didn’t have a choice. Judas was merely a pawn in God’s perfect plan. Nikolai chose this.

Nikolai wanted to be free, so he took Fyodor’s life in his own hands and he made the choice and he has proven that no cage can hold him inside. No imitation of God can control his whims. He is free by no hand besides his own, but there is something inescapable forming in his chest that calls itself grief, and Nikolai is beginning to fear escaping one cage only leads you into another.

He always believed it was his choice, to bring about Fyodor’s death. He believed in his own free will, and he saw his plan through to its end. He was right—there is such thing as the existence of choice, because Fyodor is dead and his arm is clutched in Nikolai’s hands and no one sane would choose to kill the only person who ever understood them.

The choice was always Nikolai’s.

But now that the irreversible has come to pass, he fears he chose wrong.

[goldkirk]

as I'm going back over my past history and items and journals and years, I come across all sorts of things, like the pencil I saved from that so-precious memory from second grade, and a pair of flip flops I've been missing for two years, and [checks notes] the modern-high-school-AU-kidnapped-by-a-serial-killer story I wrote in late high school jdfsjdfsjkjlksfd

[zentriii]

happy six sentence sunday from chapter two of chasing unwritten lines [edit: it's up!!] :>

“Yeah, Omi-san must’ve heard me sneezing last night.” Hinata was not up sneezing last night. He stirs spoonfuls of sugar into his mug before looking up, “I didn’t think he’d be awake so late though.” The much is true at least. Today’s practise might start in the afternoon but turns out that for all he’s maxed out on hygiene, Sakusa doesn’t give his sleep the same courtesy. “Nah, I reckon Omi-kun’s sleepin’ schedule’s more in sync with whatever the fuck the moon’s got goin’ on than any normal person’s circadian rhythm.”

[wondercourse]

Long aimless rambling anecdote time because the local voidthing is thinking again uh oh.

Honestly whenever someone who does things like post to cringe subreddits say they're doing it because they care about pwCDDs and education and whatever, I just think about the psychoeducation piece of my treatment and the fact that none of it came with this weird fakeclaiming thing. It was never presented as "Here's the information :) If you don't match it exactly it's a moral failing because you make people with DID look bad". Because that's weird. That's a weird and shitty thing to do to a community you claim to care about.

She has also...never made a big deal about the split that caused me to like. Be Wonder. Came with a lot of fictional introjects. Nor did she make a big fuss about the amount of parts that year-long bullshit I went through caused to split off, introjection or no. She does want to make sure we remain open to each other's existences, but she just treats those fictives like any other alter rather than as a reason my DID is somehow Wrong™.

And that aside, because DID Isn't Alters Disorder (remember?), she cares more about the year-long BS and its affects on us. On me as a whole. That includes the parts aspect, of course, but that isn't all it is.

What's crazy is that she shows that she cares for me and that she's pro-recovery by…helping me through my recovery. Making sure I'm informed. Helping me work through my phobia of the inner experience (which extends partially to other parts). Listening to my experiences REGARDLESS of what she thinks may be causing them rather than shaming me for being wrong about what could be causing them.

Before I was in therapy but after being wrong about a lot of things re: my DID that cringe subs eat eat UP, I did think things like FDC and SystemsCringe were helpful. I slingshotted to the other side. I wanted to crack down on any perceived "abnormality" in presentation because I hated myself for having been wrong.

But...I dunno. When you have an experience like moving between—

anti-endo (woefully misinformed) -> anti-endo (syscringe supporter who presented it as a Good Thing) -> not caring anymore and just trying to get through life. get this shit out of my face. -> "oh shit i might have endogenic parts. welp. gotta navigate that now" -> [starts to more concretely register that i went through nearly constant, inescapable, and very high stress for about a year] "...oh"

—you very quickly shift to minding your damn business.

So with all that, when I see people presenting posting people to cringe subreddits as somehow being a net positive for "real" (mostly arbitrary modifier yippee) CDD systems is like...weird. Because that exact kind of thing distorted my perception of myself so deeply that my therapist often has to be the person in real life going "hey, man, how's it going" because I've internalized so much stuff.

In all honesty, people who say that online spaces are the worst places to start when you have DID are right. Because both extremes exist and are extremely prominent, and both really fuck you up.

Cringe subs aren't doing shit for pwCDDs.

Send tumble.

[uncleasad]

WIP Wednesday Last Sentence You Wrote

It’s WIP Wednesday again, which means it’s time for me to go on a tagging spree for this fun little community sharing game 😏 It’s always so much fun to get a tiny glimpse of whatever everyone is working on these days, no matter the current genre or fandom.

Post the last sentence you wrote on your current WIP (and tag some friends if you want)

“I always knew Lizzie gave Peter Pan vibes!” she chuckled.

From Hosie Christmas Magic.

I think I know how to make the @-tagging work this time! (no more than 5 @-tags per paragraph). After this, I won’t keep tagging those you who haven’t participated, because I don’t want to be annoying 😀

So, tagging, in no particular order, writer friends

@evilpenguinrika @unsiredtribrid @persevereforahappyending @avengerskye @sabrinasfadingmoon

@russellsired @toriwritesstories @the0fi @alliplong @firelordirohh

@whyislenaluthorsohot @shadowhuntermama @clexylexymain @taengooxlove @poppyseedxx

@ao3thekeytoeverything

in case any of you want to play, too. Totally optional 😀

(And if I’ve forgotten anyone, I’m really sorry; I remember someone new each week, which means I’m sure there are still fellow current or once-upon-a-time Hosie writers here I know/have interacted with that I’m forgetting 😢)