#nmc participating in a writing-related tag game?!

[nickmillerscaulk]

Rules: Write the latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the line.

Tagged by @medievalraven bc she sensed I opened a google doc the other day?? Witchcraft.

"S’ok. You can tell me you like it that way.”

tagging @riosnecktattoo @mego42 @blainesebastian @m00dyfern

[nickmillerscaulk]

anything you could share about 'better in black' please? ❤️

gladly!! this was one of the first things i wrote during my november writing challenge and i’m still v v v attached to it, so if there are any fics i actually end up seeing through... this is one of them! here’s a lil snippet:

After pulling on her jeans and noticing Rio has shifted positions, she finds her bra flung impressively far from the bed and, without getting pulled back into the prickly warmth again, begins the search for her sweater. A good two minutes pass before Beth decides it must be under the covers and she must wake up sleeping beauty. She’s dangerously close to missing this meeting entirely. She grabs the comforter and yanks it completely off the bed. Rio’s still tangled up in the cover sheet, but the whoosh of the bedding has him on the defensive already. “Nah, come back to bed.” A frantic Beth, resisting the urge to just give up and consider Rio’s argument, can’t help but ask instead, “Nah? I didn’t ask you anything.” His eyes are still shut, but—“Yeah, nah. Can’t have you and the covers leaving me this early in the day.” She laughs. “It’s 11:18, and I have to go.” “Do you though?” he half-smiles now, eyes opening just enough to pull Beth’s focus. And then he registers the black tshirt she’s got on. He licks at the corner of his mouth, waiting for a response. “Have you seen my sweater?” “Nah.” “Are you just saying that because you think the floral print makes me look like I’m 80?” He smiles wide now, pulling his arm up to cradle his head and laughs. “Nah.”

(WIPs is a strong term but i’m talking about em anyway)

[nickmillerscaulk]

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

tagged by @foxmagpie! (i actually went and organized my docs into a folder for this, so this is literally everything i’ve got. but uh, i’ve never written beyond a drabble so... MOST of these are just that: drabbles! plus a few dialogue dumps, idea docs, drunk/half-asleep notes from my iphone, screenshots of conversations that sparked ideas, etc.)

that said, ask away if you’re curious! i might not have much to share beyond this though hahaha (but with my coding course wrapping up soon, ya girl might have some extra time on her hands to actually... follow through on something here if any of you wanna motivate me!)

tagging: @riosnecktattoo​ @m00dyfern​ @hereliesbb​ @00gangfriend00 @medievalraven @fairhairedkings​ @septiembrre​ @blainesebastian​ @elise-jupiterstyle​ @fondful​

[nickmillerscaulk]

brio: slushie addition pls

Oooooh thank you for asking about this one, because I genuinely had NO IDEA what this WIP was about hahaha. But now that I’ve gone back to it, I’m kind of excited because it low-key sparked a new idea—so DOUBLE thank you!!

I wanted to do a rewrite/twist on the slushie scene from 2x05 (another drabble that was inspired by the gg rewatch last year)—where Rio would show up and catch Beth with her boozy slushie, rather than Turner. I didn’t get far with this, but here’s where I left off:

It’s not like anyone but the shop attendant, who she’s come to know by name—Ned—sees her. Now that Turner’s gone, there’s nobody who knows this ritual of hers. There’s nobody to judge her or perch out on her car with a threat. As for Ned, he couldn’t care less. She finishes filling her slushie cup, leaving a good inch or two for the travel-size vodka in her coat pocket, and glances up at Ned. He’s fully distracted by a game on his phone, and Beth almost wishes he’d say something. She wonders if maybe she’s looking for a fight. A reason to snap at someone who isn’t one of her own kids. She tops the slushie off with the vodka, stirs it with the straw, then snaps on the lid. “Double Cheetos kind of night, huh?” Ned asks, tapping a few more things on his screen before hopping up off his stool. Beth doesn’t say anything, just shrugs and half-attempts to tug up the corner of her mouth and avoids direct eye contact. He takes the hint, asks for $11.29, and bags the snacks. “Have a good—or well, better one.”

Maneuvering her way out of the convenience shop using only her back and her elbow, Beth tries to find the straw as gracefully as she can manage, but freezes only a few steps between the door and her car. An all-too-familiar figure leans between the driver’s side door and the rear passenger door. “What now,” she bites. He huffs out a laugh, “What’s good, darlin’?”

(WIPs is a strong term but i’m talking about em anyway)

[nickmillerscaulk]

hands on throat!!

it seems you and @medievalraven share at least one brain cell (x) and i’m extremely here for it. i shared the first half with her, so here’s the second half!!

His grip flexes and tightens slightly, to the point where she’s certain he can feel her pulse pick up in response. She looks for a sign that he’s noticed, that maybe he likes what he’s feeling too, but he’s too focused. “Oh yeah? On what.” “On you.” Rio huffs out a half-assed laugh, he’s less than impressed but she thinks she’s got him on the hook now. Then he nods. “I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about.” “No?” Beth bares the faintest of smiles. “Alright, I’ll show you.”

....yeah so, between these two asks, this is literally all i have written for ‘hands on throat’ hahahaha (for now, i mean!!)

(WIPs is a strong term but i’m talking about em anyway)

[nickmillerscaulk]

Take off your pants

Ahhhh I’m so sorry to leave your ask hanging like this, especially since I already shared *everything* I have for this one here!! It was literally a typo-riddled iphone note that went nowhere (if I’m remembering correctly, I wrote it whilst v much still half-asleep after dreaming about 2x06 hahaha). Forgive me!!

(WIPs is a strong term but i’m talking about em anyway)

[nickmillerscaulk]

last sentence meme

ayyyyy i was tagged by @mego42 to share the last sentence i wrote and uh, here’s a more-than-just-the-last-sentence peek at something i wrote that involves more characters than just beth and rio (wild of me, i know):

She clocks his reaction in return, hesitates, and retreats. Best not to feed the beast. Especially when that beast is Annie and Rio with their arms linked around each other. “Annie, stop. This is entirely about the two most chaotic people I know who are destined to only do the most chaotic things together. I guarantee I’m not the only one worried about what shitshow disasters could come of this...” she flicks her hand back and forth between them before dropping the f word. “...friendship.”

i think i’m supposed to tag as many people as there are words? (hard pass.) instead, i’ll just tag a handful of you! @bgonemydear @riosnecktattoo @medievalraven @wiatchh @blainesebastian @elise-jupiterstyle @fairhairedkings @inyoursheets @milkshakemicrowave @pynkhues

[nickmillerscaulk]

last sentence tag: post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

tagged by: the magical @elise-jupiterstyle!

It’s something familiar. Something reminiscent. 

tagging: @bgonemydear @medievalraven @riosnecktattoo @mego42 @blainesebastian