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sanfangirl-cynicalromantic · 9 months ago

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Ahhh okay thank you so much for the tag, @therentyoupay! I could never pass up a chance to gush over your writing so lemme just-

On July 1st, the lonely house at the top of the mountain was finally sold. Okay, I love this! I like how it's a normal statement that can be read on its own but it leads into so much more, and as the reader I am eager to get on to the next sentence! You use the word 'lonely' to describe the house but there is kinda this promise of hope with the fact that it's sold, implying it will soon be filled with inhabitants.

“You see, Jack... There is more to being a Guardian than you may think..." Oooh mysterious. This sentence brings us straight to the lore, setting the scene for learning what exactly being a Guardian consists of and teases character growth as Jack learns and embodies the teachings! I don't think I've ever read at the center? At least not all of it recently enough to remember how it goes. I'm going to have to rectify that, of course. That sentence also doesn't seem like its taking place during the present, but rather a memory the main character is going to reflect on throughout the course of the story. Beautiful set up!

It was too late for winter. HOW is this not Jelsa? I mean how? I'm blown away. I love the setting. I've never gotten into Legend of Korra (sorry!) so I don't really know the characters, but that first sentence kinda gives me a feeling that the person speaking has a bit of a dry or cynical outlook on life. I bet they're a bit of an asshole. I love that. So we've gotten the time of year-ish, the temperature, and the character's opinion on the above in six words. Wow.

“On the contrary,” she says, slotting a hand over one cocked hip, sending shimmering fractals of reflected light across the inner walls of the glacier. So immediately I get this idea that 'she' (Elsa) is a sassy yet ethereal woman. She's contradictory with a cocked hip - when does that ever not mean sass? - and there's too much emphasis on the shimmering fractals of light and the fact she's on a glacier for her to be entirely normal. Also off topic but woman in white? I love Wilkie Collins that was a great book!

"What are you doing here?" she blurts out inelegantly, a little too loudly, and she thinks that someone might have heard her, but she's too pissed off to care. Haha, the snarky kinda asshole I guessed a little while ago, I think. So she's kinda self aware, or at least self conscious judging by how she views herself as inelegant and loud, and how she 'should' worry about being heard but right now her temper's getting the best of her. So she's already a clearly flawed character, and we're so ready to see what happens next? I mean, who is she talking to? Are they an ex? An annoying family member or friend? It's a long sentence (which is how I usually tend to write) but I like it (not just because I also tend to write that way) because those fragments are kind of like interjections from the character about themself. Does that make sense? Anyways we can't annoyed women they're hot and you're making me want to start to read these.

"You're," he rasps, throat run dry. "You're…" 👀 I saw a period. But oh, what a setup! By kinda thrusting us straight into the reveal you have us on the edge of our seat. What is about to be revealed? She's the long lost princess? She's betrayed him? Is it even a she? 'He' is also intriguing because we can see how much he's been affected, and wonder at the rest of his current state. I don't know what happens next - do you cut back to a couple lengths of time earlier to get us to the point you've hooked us on? It is masterfully done. I tend to keep my things chronological because that's mostly how I think, but I am so impressed by you and @impracticable-dreamer especially at your abilities to cut between different timelines and not only keep your narrative cohesive, but enhance it. Bravo

There is a strange boy on the beach who won’t stop staring at her. Um, whoa. Stalker alert. So this kinda puts us all on edge because creepy weird guy staring? Never a good sign. Unless... So we're at the beach but you've immediately upended our natural lighthearted expectation of it being all fun and games and sunny weather by this stranger making us throw out guards up. It's unsettling, but I'm also trying not to 'aww' because I know what happens next! 😅

“Man,” Nino groans, accepting defeat at last, as he gives the golden elevator doors a vicious, vengeful kick. Dude I LOVE Nino!!!! Oooh so he's been clearly beaten down and isn't happy about it. "Golden elevator" hmm somewhere fancy? TELL ME MORE. 'Vicious, vengeful kick.' I love this bit because we're already in the action and wondering what on Earth could have caused such defeat. 'At last' implies it was going on for a while. "Man" makes me think that its kinda a mundane fight, though? Like not against a supervillain or anything, just like a thing or situation that could happen to anyone but is extremely unlucky. I don't read much Miraculous fanfiction and never totally got into it, but I watched it over my sister's shoulder so I know everything. I'm gonna have to read this. *rubs hands*

Seven minutes late. Whoa whoa whoa seven minutes late for what? Okay so you immediately throw us with this statement and all of a sudden we're desperate to know, what? Who's late and how much trouble are they going to be in? How important is whatever they were late for? I'm going to guess it's Jack who's late but if it was Elsa that would be super concerning! Should we be concerned or irritated or murderous? We're feeling something but we haven't decided what is it. Good job. I'm gonna have to read the second sentence now. And the third. Until the end of the fic.

“...the fuck is this?” Aaaah so here like you've said you throw us immediately into conflict. Who's speaking and to whom? What is 'this'? Also, funny. We immediately like this person because we've all had those moments. We want to laugh and roll our eyes and we're hooked. We're not even gonna fight as you reel us in. And the last line of that specific fic is like literally how I found you and thought "holy shit ... this person is amazing" and now I call you Kris so excuse me while I get a little emotional. (ily)

So, you tend to favor dialogue the most when opening from what I've noticed, but when you don't it's usually in a short, concise sentence that immediately sets a tone and grabs the reader's attention. Seven minutes late. Winter is late. Apparently you shouldn't be late when it comes to these things. The house was sold. I personally think I like these sentences a little more because I love the kind of connection between narrator and reader. I dislike first person POVs but I really enjoy when the author is kinda telling the audience things without acknowledging the audience. We're in the character's thoughts, but they don't know we are. It give me this unfiltered feel that makes me eager to explore their head and world and perspective.

But the dialogues are also really good. I enjoy the different quirks you give these characters by how they say these things or they're reacting. Their throat is dry, they're kicking a door. They're sassing somebody. They're pissed off. I'm just instantly immersed in the conversation and I love it. I want to join in.

I'm not sure if I had any groundbreaking ideas (probably not) but I loved gushing over these sentences! And now I really need to go (re)read them all!

rules: list the first line of your last 10 (or however many you have) posted fics and see if there's a pattern! i chose most of the most recent ones, then a few of the ones with the most kudos, and then a few of the ones that i just really really really like the opening lines of!! thank you, @salamandersocks, for tagging me!!

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On July 1st, the lonely house at the top of the mountain was finally sold.

“You see, Jack... There is more to being a Guardian than you may think..."

It was too late for winter.

“On the contrary,” she says, slotting a hand over one cocked hip, sending shimmering fractals of reflected light across the inner walls of the glacier.

"What are you doing here?" she blurts out inelegantly, a little too loudly, and she thinks that someone might have heard her, but she's too pissed off to care.

"You're," he rasps, throat run dry. "You're…"

There is a strange boy on the beach who won’t stop staring at her.

“Man,” Nino groans, accepting defeat at last, as he gives the golden elevator doors a vicious, vengeful kick.

Seven minutes late.

“...the fuck is this?”

my thoughts below!! 💕 @salamandersocks and i have similar tastes!! i seem to favor:

opening lines that immediately immerse me in a specific emotion or situation (curiosity, anticipation, mystery), and stuff that hints at deeper complexity and "clues ahoy!!"

i also like slightly unsettling lines ("there is a strange boy on the beach who won’t stop staring at her") for mystical stories like the mermaid!au

i also like when really specific or short lines can drop a reader IMMEDIATELY into a specific context; conversely, i like when the first line gives the reader a feeling and the second line gives a location!

i also realize i like throwing characters into emotional / interpersonal conflict immediately lmao ("... the fuck is this?" / "what are you doing here?" / "on the contrary" / "man")

i shall tag a whole bunch of people too, and anyone else who wants to do this!

#therentyoupay #writing #writing analysis #sentence challenge

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rebelwrites · 4 years ago

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It’s Me Or Her? - Part One

Clay Spenser x Reader

A/N: I’ve had this idea buzzing around my head for a little bit but don’t worry there will be a part 2

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“Yo Y/L/N” Sonny grinned appearing in the doorway of your cage.

“What” you glared looking up from your phone, you knew what he was going to say.

“You haven’t told me if you are going to the bbq tomorrow” he smirked, leaning against the metal. “So you coming or what?”

“I don’t have a choice do I?” You asked.

“Nope I was just being polite asking, if I have to come to your house and kidnap you I will” he grinned.

“Will she be there?” You hissed.

“Well considering she is Clay’s girlfriend and it’s our before deployment bbq yes she will” Sonny nodded, he knew just how much you hated her, and he also knew that ever since she got with Clay you felt like you lost your best friend and also he knew about your feelings for him.

“Great” you said sarcastically, moving your gaze to the door as the rest of the team strolled in.

“Watch out lads, Princess is in a mood today” Sonny laughed quickly changing the subject.

“When isn’t she” Ray winked as he fist bumped you before going to his cage.

“You might be 2IC Perry but I will drop you like a lead balloon” you smiled innocently.

“What’s up?” Clay asked standing where Sonny was just moments ago.

“Nothing, I'm just peachy,” you said, rolling your eyes as you stood up. “Anyway, what do you care?”

“Because you’re my friend” he said with a sad smile on his face.

“Yeah friend” you scoffed barging past him and headed for the door.

“Oi moody where are you going” Jase shouted as you hand touched the handle.

“For a piss and a smoke” you snapped. “Don’t worry I will be back in time for training”

It took Bravo team a while to adjust to having a female on the team but they eventually came around so they all knew how to handle your moods but they were getting a bit concerned with the tension that was bubbling away under the surface between you and Clay. Jase sighed as he pulled Sonny to the side.

“I’m guessing it’s something to do with tomorrow” he whispered.

“Yeah, we are gonna have to keep an eye on her make sure she doesn’t flip out” Sonny whispered.

“Maybe her and Clay need to have it out before we leave, otherwise it’s gonna be a long 3 months” Jase sighed.

“Either way I have a feeling there’s gonna be a fight tomorrow” Sonny whispered. “It’s really starting to get to her now even though she tries not to show it is”

“I actually thought I was going to have to kidnap you” Sonny laughed as he pulled you into a hug.

“Yeah well I considered bailing but things could get interesting” you laughed grabbing a beer out of the cool box, as you brought the bottle to your lips Jase draped his arm over your shoulder.

“I hope you are gonna be on your best behaviour tonight” he smirked.

“I mean when do I ever behave Jase” you smirked looking up at him.

“Just don’t start any fights, okay” he whispered, kissing the top of your head.

“No promises” you shrugged, wiggling out of his grasp to go find Cerberus.

The moment you flopped onto the grass you saw Clay and Jenny walk into the garden, you didn’t realise you growled until Cerberus nuzzled his snout against your cheek.

“I know buddy” you whispered kissing his nose. You really didn’t see what Clay saw in her, she wasn’t the type of person to hang around with rowdy tier one operators, in fact she was the person to date one just so say she dated a Seal. I mean who wears six inch stilettos to a god damn bbq.

All you wanted to do was punch her in the face, but you knew everyone would be keeping tabs on you tonight so you decided to stay out the way, the way you were feeling right now it was the safe option.

Your peace didn’t last long as Sonny came over and literally flung you over his shoulder.

“I swear to god I will stab you asshole” you growled as he carried you through the garden.

“Stop being an unsociable demon then” he laughed dropping your on your ass in the middle of the group.

“You better sleep with one eye open in J-Bad” you growled looking up at him “I’m coming for you Sonny Quinn”

“Give it your best shot Princess” he winked before going back to the grill.

Sighing in defeat you pulled your phone out , connecting it to Blackburn’s outdoor surround system, scrolling through your playlist you were looking for one song, a song that you knew would cause shit but you needed a good fight. Standing to your feet you went to join Jase, Ray and Sonny around the grill whilst pressing play on the song.

Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend (That's right) No way, no way, I think you need a new one. Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend. Hey, hey, you, you, I know that you like me. No way, no way, you know it's not a secret. Hey, hey, you, you, I want to be your girlfriend

“Please tell me you didn’t just put this song on” Jase sighed as he realised the song you put on that was now blasting out loud.

“Don’t know what you are on about” you shrugged “I just put my playlist on shuffle”

“Give me strength” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Dude it’s just a song chill out” you laughed.

“Yes but it’s the meaning behind the song and you know it” Ray sighed.

You're so fine, I want you mine, you're so delicious. I think about you all the time, you're so addictive. Don't you know what I can do to make you feel alright? (Alright, alright, alright, alright)

“Look I’m not going to do anything so chill out” you nodded looking around the garden, making eye contact with Clay. You always had flirty banter with him until he got with Jenny, she instantly took a disliking to you, didn’t like how close you were with Clay. Your eyes were still locked as you sang along with the song. “Don't pretend, I think you know I'm damn precious. And hell yeah, I'm the motherfucking princess. I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right”

In a way this was your way of admitting your true feelings to him, it was ironic that you wasn’t afraid of being the first person through the door but when it came to your feelings that scared the fuck out of you.

She's like so whatever. You could do so much better. I think we should get together now. And that's what everyone's talking about. Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend. No way, no way, I think you need a new one. Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend. Hey, hey, you, you, I know that you like me. No way, no way, you know it's not a secret. Hey, hey, you, you, I want to be your girlfriend

“Whatever happens you have my six right?” You asked looking up at the boys.

“You know we always do” Ray said, squeezing your shoulder. “Just don’t do anything stupid”

“Come on this is me we are on about Ray” you laughed sipping your beer, watching how Jenny realised you and Clay were still holding eye contact across the garden and you could literally see steam coming out of her ears. “But if she wants to start fucking let her”

“That’s what I’m worried about” he sighed “we don’t need you banged up for this deployment”

“When do I ever lose a fight” you winked before going to mingle with the rest of the team.

The boys couldn’t take their eyes off Clay and Jenny, just waiting for the moment it popped off so they could intervene.

“Deployment is going to be fun” Sonny said with sarcasm laced in his voice.

In a second, you'll be wrapped around my finger. 'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better. There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in? She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinking? In a second, you'll be wrapped around my finger. 'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better. There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in? She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinking?

Before you knew it you felt someone pulling your hair making you scream at the sudden contact. That was it, you saw red, you ignored the pain from Jenny’s grip on your hair as you managed to get out of her hold, without even thinking your fist connected with her face, so hard you felt it crack making your smirk.

“Don’t ever try to sneak attack a Seal bitch” you spat as she clutched her nose.

“Y/N what the fuck” Clay snapped rushing to Jenny’s aid, “you fucking broke her nose”

“Oh did I?” You shrugged, rolling your eyes.

“The fuck has gotten into you recently, this isn’t you” Clay shouted as Trent took Jenny to go see to her nose.

“Oh that’s fucking rich coming from you” you growled, squaring you with Clay with your fists balled at your side.

“I don’t know what youre talking about” Clay growled back, your bodies pressed together.

“Well how about ever since you got with her , you never hang with the team anymore, you bail on us all the goddamn time. Or how about when I needed my best friend because I was having a hard time with some news I got but you blew me off because you had plans with her” you screamed as the hot tears ran down your cheeks. “Or when the weight of the last fucking op was near enough crushing me to the point I nearly left the fucking team, you didn’t even notice because you are never around. So much for being my best friend and having my six”

“Come one Y/L/N” Jase said in your ear as he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you away from Clay.

“I didn’t know” Clay said, softening his tone.

“Like I said it’s because you are never around” you screamed as you thrashed in Jason’s grip. As Jenny appeared next to Clay, wrapping her hand around his arm. “You know I was moments away from spilling my heart out to you last deployment but stopped myself because you’d never feel anything for your best friend despite the years of flirting”

“Baby she’s just jealous” Jenny whined.

“Bitch I can show you jealous if you want” you growled as Jase picked you up taking you further away from the situation.

“Walk it off” he snapped as he put you on the ground.

“Why should I?” You snapped.

“Just fucking walk it off Y/N” Jase snapped before dropping his tone. “Please just go calm down”

“Fine” you huffed grabbing the bottle of whiskey off the side when he let you go.

As you were taking yourself for a walk to try and calm down you heard Jenny ask Clay a question that you weren't sure if you wanted to know the answer to so you started sprinting to get as far away from them as possible.

“You gotta choose Clay, it’s me or her?”

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echo-three-one · 4 years ago

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Whatever It Takes

Alex thinks Maxine is with Roach, this means Samantha is nearby. Join us as the Alpha Team and Bravo Team breach the last safehouse in the hopes that Samantha is inside.

But is she though?

Previous Chapter : Roach - Run Through the Jungle

Chapter 4 to another story made by Ray (echo-three-one) Comments and Reviews appreciated! I hope you enjoy! Love you all ❤️

"Déjà vu"

"Alex"

Task Force 141

Germany

Short Blonde Hair. If intel was correct then Maxine was with her. This means he's really close to Samantha and he could feel his excitement burst out as they creeped closer to the house. It was a simple white house with a brown roof with windows on all sides, the door was facing them but it was sealed shut based on his assessment. He turned his gaze toward France, he could see her fingers tremble and he can't help but wonder why in the world did she know Maxine. Maybe she's her…

"This is Kilo One-One. We have detected multiple armed tangos going to your position. It looked like they were restocking supplies and headed your way. Be quick though, it looks like they're already suspicious about this bird." the pilot reported over comms. The team needed to hurry before they lose their chance at saving Samantha.

Let's do this, he said to himself as Alex turned to France, Royce and Meat, his Alpha team, and gestured them to slowly surround the building. He nodded to Price as the Bravo Team consisting of Price, Soap, Rocket and Lazer positioned themselves around the other side.

Alex's heart thumped as he shot the door knob safely and kicked it open. What he saw was an unconscious girl tied on a chair, tears were falling from her eyes. She looked thinner than that of the photo, and her skin was almost pale. They haven't been feeding her because she isn't awake since they got her.

Alex quickly slung his rifle and dashed beside her, checking her vitals and used his knife to cut her away from the chair. The rest of the team entered and checked around for intel. Price stood by Alex and summoned a flight home.

"Ghost, Roach. Proceed to the LZed as planned. Our job here is done." He muttered over the comms. Both soldiers agreed but Roach added that he was kind of lost and will wait for the aircraft to arrive so he could use it as a guide.

"Bravo Six to Kilo One One we're ready for extraction in five. Over."

"No can do. Bravo Six. Our Primary LZed is swarming with hostiles. I may have to retreat to our secondary." he replied.

"Bollocks!" Price cursed and instructed everyone to exit immediately.

"Multiple Tangos by the trees! They're firing at us!" Soap roared after peeking at the broken door. Alex held on to Samantha tight. He couldn't let their mission end like this.

"We don't have air support so we're going to have to push through them." The captain commanded.

"Throw smokes around the house so we can position ourselves." he added and everyone nodded.

"Alex. We'll cover you. The best option for you is to retreat south to Ghost's position with Samantha." Price instructed the former CIA agent. The rest of the team did as ordered and exited the building one by one.

Alex ran and looked back, everyone was still acounted for. The radio chatter was filled with location tags of tangos.

He saw Ghost shine a reflective light by the bushes. He almost couldn't see him through the ghillie suit.

"That's Samantha?" Ghost asked.

"Yeah." Alex replied and set her beside them, grabbed Gary's spotter equipment and began scanning the area.

"Echo Three One to Bravo Six. I'm reunited with Ghost and ready to provide assistance to sniper support. What's your sitrep? Over."

"Bravo Six here. Good to hear you made it. There are RPGs on the North Northeast of the Safehouse and they're putting pressure on our formation." Price replied, sounding a little bit stressed.

"Got it."

"Adjust to 11 degrees." he suggested. Ghost's knob clicked softly and he took a deep breath firing the trigger.

"That's a headshot on RPG number 1. Number 2 is just a few degrees left." Alex commented and Ghost pulled the trigger once again, hitting the grenadier on the chest.

"Good hit Good hit."

"Ghost, Roach, Alex. This is Soap. I'm seeing multiple squads heading to your position to flank." MacTavish reminded them, heavy gunfire filled the background.

"Let's swap weapons. I want these tangos to stay the fuck away from us." Ghost requested and Alex quickly obliged, slinging the sniper and carrying Samantha.

"Let's meet up with Roach. I'm pretty sure he's already met our friends." Ghost said as he lead the way, covering the CIA and the HVI.

Gunshots were fired across the distance, signaling Roach's presence. Alex turned to Ghost and nodded walking to the direction of the fire. Plowing over thick leaves and marching across the muddy tracks, they found themselves in a clearing where Roach hid behind the huge rock with an unconscious Maxine beside him. Alex quickly lifted the sniper and began assisting Roach from behind the tree. Ghost rushed to Roach's aid fending off the hostiles shooting at them. A few moments later they found themselves in a moment of stillness.

"Soap, what's the sitrep over there?" Ghost asked.

"We've retreated back to the house and are taking heavy fire. Looks like these bastards don't know how to give up!" He yelled.

"If you can find time, we really need your gunfire right now!" Price added.

"Bollocks. That's my last grenade!" he muttered before cutting off his line.

"We better get going." Alex commanded and Ghost led the way. He was the only one not carrying any load so he's securing the path for the two of them.

"Holy Shit." Ghost whistled as they saw the situation. The whole squad was hiding behind the house while it was slowly being chipped away by explosives. They only shot those brave enough to encircle them and were smartly conserving their bullets.

"Let's clean this street." Ghost said as he dashed to the house firung with his grenade launcher attachment, it had 10 rounds and he used it at certain clusters of enemies. Hostiles flew as the blast exploded beneath their feet, oddly enough it wasn't one of the recommended loadouts but Ghost forced Roach to bring one in case they needed to chip off a wall for sniper support. It was a great idea. Alex and Roach followed behind him, carrying the hostages on their backs and made their way to the Alpha Team and Bravo Team's Location, placing both hostages in an area protected by the squad.

"This is Kilo One One. If you don't get rid of the SAM Turrets we cannot call a VTOL. And I'm running low on fuel!" he complained over the radio.

"Guess we'll have to plant a c4 on it. Soap, take France with you and run toward the SAM turret. Alex and I will provide support from behind. The rest of you, continue protecting our hostages and hold this position. Once the VTOL is out we're going to be home safely." He ordered and everyone nodded, proceeding to their positions.

"You ready to go lass?" Soap asked France who nodded without looking at him. Alex could tell that something is already bothering her ever since Roach rescued Maxine. But she still looked determined and tried to focus on the mission, but deep inside she was actually worried He knew that feeling as he was feeling the same way about Samantha.

Alex tapped her back. "You better go. You can do this. We're right behind you" he yelled. The duo nodded and readied their rifles.

"Go! Go! Go!" Price yelled and started opening fire against the rows of enemies that were targeting them. Alex sniped the farthest threats who were protecting the SAM Turret, their bodies twitched the moment the bullet hit them as they slowly dropped on the floor.

This gave way for the duo to sprint faster covering each other's backs. They made their way to the turret and Soap placed the charge.

"Charge is good to go." Soap muttered and ran back to them. The events were too quick and Alex was too late to notice it but an RPG flew across them and blasted on their side, the explosion knocked them back away from the group as they both rolled downhill.

"Soaap! Fraance!" Price roared as Alex shot the rocketman square in the head. The allied VTOL immediately assisted the squad, raining grenade shells across enemy forces, forcing some of them to retreat, making way for Kilo One One to safely land. Alex quickly rushed to Soap's side while Price went to France. Ghost and Roach took care of the hostages while the others helped each other to extraction.

"Soap. Soap… come on. Let's go home." Alex pleaded, softly slapping his cheek.

He groaned and reached for his head, rubbing the short hairs growing on the sides of his mohawk. He didn't have any bruises but he reported that he might have broken a bone. Alex turned to France who was already on her way to the bird, Price was assisting her, putting pressure on her grazed forehead. Alex assisted Soap as he limped toward the aircraft as huge gusts of wind blew across them.

The ride home was awfully quiet. Ghost was nodding his head to some tunes. Roach sat beside Alex while making sounds by tapping his metal leg, Price stared outside the open sky. The hostages were at the stretchers being assisted by medics along with Soap and France who were the only ones whi sustained major injuries from the mission. For Alex, it was a success, but it could've gone better. If they were to arrive and begin earlier, they shouldn't be having this kind of results right now. They won this mission but they're sure Nero is going to be one more step ahead.

After mission briefings were the worst. The team had to suck up their mistakes and it brought everyone involved down. It was unfair but as the famous saying goes, All is fair in love and war. And speaking of love… Alex paced quickly to the infirmary, where the four of them lied in adjacent beds, all of them still either asleep and unconscious. He looked at Samantha by the window. He couldn't help but feel pity and sadness at her situation. It wasn't fair, it's as if all her efforts to remove him from her life we're useless. So much that he wished he convinced her to keep her memories and run away with him.

"Ya think they're going to be fine?" Roach asked, startling Alex.

"Yeah. They're a tough bunch. Have faith in them." Alex muttered, he almost felt like he lied to Roach as he was also unsure of their situation, but at times like these, it's always better to have a positive approach.

Next Chapter : Reunited

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factorialsfandoms · 2 years ago

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Facti (hope you like the nickname), uh it's usually very hard to make me speechless from a fic because I tend to spew my ideas after reading anything, but Of Death, And All Her Favourite Children was literally so clearly envisioned in my mind, and was so perfectly written to how I would have imagined it that I literally had to take 5 just to think it over. Now I'm not usually the type of person to get emotional or baffled over a gory fic or image, I've dabbled in some of the worst, but that fic was so gorgeously gory that I needed to pause to imagine the scenes in my head for that much longer so I could remember them for when I draw them later. The gasp I let out at seeing 'Dead Dove: do not eat' tag followed by all of the warning tags left me intrigued, and you followed through, truly. The visceral image of Hyrule's decimated body, ruined and barely holding on, left me feeling how he did because of how vivid it was. I could feel Legend's grief and his relief afterwards, I could feel the warmth from Sky as he held Legend, I could feel the hopelessness Time felt when they finally found fairies. Facti, you truly made a masterpiece, and one of my favourite Whumptober writings. Bravo.

Facti is absolutely fine <3 most people use fact, but the extra syllable is nice too!

Honestly, I've been smiling a bit at all you wrote here, and it made me super happy. Am really glad the whole thing worked well, you know? And also that I did tag it right, I was a bit on the fence about if it was graphic enough to need those warnings. Apparently yes - its honestly really hard to tell when writing, because it looked like definitely yes in my head, but does that reflect well in the words I pick? And I do enjoy writing the really horrible sometimes, but then am I just being overly gross? But at the same time, with Legend being right there and watching and that having been his /friend/? Of course he's going to be uncomfortable aware of just how horrific it is. Especially when Hyrule was /still/ struggling and desperately trying to live despite his injuries being, well, incompatible with life.

I think, if Legend hadn't been so deep in the grief of it, Time's reaction would have been the worst to write. Because... It's the finding the fairies /too late/, when Hyrule was already too dead for them to help. But even outside of that... Maybe the rest of the Chain aren't screaming like Legend, but you can bet all of them are horrified by it. Sky is only holding himself together because Legend needs looking after, Warriors has the two youngest and once they start walking is doing his best to keep them turned away - they've already seen it, but they really, really don't need to see more - Time carrying Hyrule's body because... He was the leader and he failed and the least he can do is see the poor boy somewhere comfortable for his eternal rest, not just left out on an abandoned battlefield surrounded by bits of himself (and Warriors broke his wrist, so shouldn't be carrying anyone). Wild saw his friend take a fatal blow for him and got thrown into memories watching a dear one die for him (again), Twilight is looking after him. All the adults are only holding it together as they have another task, and Four and Wind are only managing as they're trying not to make it worse for each other. And Legend, poor Legend... He's really, really not doing well. Not when he's already he's the one whose lost the second most already (and Wild... doesn't remember a most of the context on those he did, though of course still horrific his trauma response is just less scream and more catatonia).

If there was anything Legend could practically do, anything at all, he would have - but he knew from the start there was nothing.

Which is to say thank you very much for all your words I have been chewing them over in my brain all night in turn because sometimes happy words are a little much, you know?

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fandompitfalls · 2 years ago

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Misogyny, Hypocrisy and all other sorts of fun things

It's been a while. Truthfully, I haven't had much to say. Sorting out my own personal crisis and fandom, while as hellish as ever, hasn't been all that hellish.

Just the grab the popcorn and watch type of hellish.

Then Summer of 2022 happened and everything exploded.

I want to say I find it amusing that it took 2022 and the Stranger Things fandom to finally slap back at the toxic bullshit that's been happening for years. Between the anti's, the under 18 year old's who have no idea how to curate safe spaces for themselves and just general fuckery, I have found myself one too many times on social media sharing posts and tweets slapping back at actor harassment and gatekeeping.

I want to say Bravo and thank you to these people who have just finally had enough. You are so much stronger than the fans in 2017 or 2020 who just dealt with the bullshit because they were just so damn tired of dealing with toxic fans insisting that they knew what was best for fandom.

Inevitably, all these things I want to say, I can't to the right people and I can't find it amusing. While women, nonbinary and genderqueer people are finding their rights being taken away in real life, it took an AO3 nomination for that toxicity to encroach onto fandom spaces and finally give people a healthy shot of fear to put their foot down and say that's it, we're finished with this.

Rules need to be applied. Old Laws need to be reinstated.

1-The Back Button is your friend. If you start reading things and don't like the content, click the back button and start over. 2- Read the Tags. For the love of all that is holy, READ THE TAGS! I don't like non-con. I don't like water sports. I don't like A/B/O. If those tags are in a fic that I think looks interesting, I scroll right on past and move to something else. You don't flame the author, you don't take it to twitter and demand an author be removed from AO3. If you don't like it, move on. Stop taking it to twitter and tumblr and acting like a MTG or a Boebert and insisting that the rest of the world conform to your narrow views of how fandom should run.

3- STOP HARRASSING ACTORS! For Fucks sake, WHY is this a thing that has to be said? There was a time when fandom had zero to very limited access to an actor of their favorite show. Now with social media, fans feel as if their entitled to tell actors what to do with their characters. We, as fans, do support the show and buy the merch, but that's just it. We support. We don't direct. A lot of you out there are getting really close to the fandom version of "I pay your salaries!"

If one actor doesn't see something the way you do, that's was fanon and head canons are for. It is not your job to insist that you know better than the actor or the producer, or the director. You want something? Get off your ass and write it.

I have never been so happy to see actors refusing to acquiesce to toxic fan demands as I am now. I love that there are certain actors out there (I won't be naming names) who stand firm that the way they played a role was the way they played it and they won't apologize. I love that there are certain actors out there just trolling people. Especially female actors. The misogyny is strong in fandom, even the internalized sort and I applaud any female actor who slaps back. Because some of you deserve it. After chasing women like Kelly Marie Tran, Daisy Ridley, and Leslie Jones from social media, watching actors slap back unapologetically makes me want to follow them and support their careers. I hope this wave of fighting back continues. And spreads. I hope seeing these fans draw a line in the sand and say, no further, spreads further out, encompasses more fandoms, older fandoms and empowers those of us who have kept quiet to finally stand up and lend our voices.

No further.

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rebelwrites · 4 years ago

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Demons

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A/N and warnings: okay so this broke my heart writing this, only warning is mention of bombing and the aftermath. Based around the song from imagine dragons!

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When the days are cold and the cards all fold. And the saints we see are all made of gold. When your dreams all fail and the ones we hail. Are the worst of all and the blood's run stale.

“He’s being airlifted back to the states, his injuries are too severe to be treated here” Blackburn said, sadness taking over as reality of the situation kicked in.

“Has Y/N been informed?” Jase asked, running his hand over his face.

“I was just about to ring her now” Blackburn nodded.

“Let me do it please?” Sonny asked as tears burned his eyes, he knew you needed to hear this from him rather than Blackburn.

The moment your phone rang and you saw it was Sonny your heart dropped and your head started racing, why was he ringing you not Clay?

“Sorry I need to take this” you managed to blurt out as you grabbed your phone running out of the meeting room without letting anyone speak.

“Sonny” you breathed down the phone. “Is everyone okay?”

“I’m so sorry kiddo, there’s been a bombing,” Sonny said his voice on the brink of breaking. “Our boy is alive but is in critical condition, and is currently being airlifted back home”

The moment the words left his lips, you broke down, this was the call you were dreading, knowing that Clay had been seriously hurt. The sound of you sobbing down the phone broke Sonny, knowing he couldn’t take away the pain you were feeling, it got too much and passed the phone to Jase.

“You gotta be strong for him” Jase said holding back tears himself “Spenser is tough, he will get through this, it will take time but we will get the bastard that did this to him. I promise”

“Jase just make sure you all come back in one piece” you sobbed “please just come home safe”

I want to hide the truth, I want to shelter you. But with the beast inside, there's nowhere we can hide. No matter what we breed, we still are made of greed. This is my kingdom come, this is my kingdom come. When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide. Don't get too close, it's dark inside. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide.

You knew Clay was hurting, not just from the bomb but being away from his brothers, the prospect of him never being able to operate again, the guilt, everything was weighing heavy on him causing him to shut everyone out, everyone including you.

He wasn’t answering any of the boy’s calls or texts, any time you walked into the room he pretended to be asleep. He didn’t want anyone, but especially you to see him at his lowest and most vulnerable. This was the side he never wanted to expose you to, even though he knew it would happen eventually.

The battle he was facing was something he needed help with but didn’t want to admit defeat and ask for help, he chose this life, this was his kingdom and he would deal with the fall out, alone.

Everyday you video called Sonny, and every call ended up with you in tears, you wasn’t going to lie you were close to breaking point and everyone could see it, they could see how this was affecting you just as much it was Clay, but he had shut himself off to the world and no one was getting through the barricades. So you spent most of your time sitting in the chair by his bedside in silence, the only sound was the hum of the TV in the corner of the room, and the spark that was always in Clays bright blue eyes was long gone.

At the curtain's call is the last of all. When the lights fade out, all the sinners crawl. So they dug your grave and the masquerade. Will come callin' out at the mess you've made. Don't want to let you down, but I am hell bound. Though this is all for you, don't want to hide the truth. No matter what we breed, we still are made of greed. This is my kingdom come, this is my kingdom come.

Everyday was harder than the last one, as each day that passed Clay shut himself off more, to the point he told his nurse he didn’t want you coming to see him anymore, he couldn’t see you in pain, the pain he was causing. He needed to get some distance between you, at least just for now. His phone was now turned off and thrown somewhere in the room.

He didn’t want to let you down, you saw him as a hero but he was far from it, and at some point he knew he would end up letting you down or even worse getting hurt because of the demons that were dragging him down. He didn’t want to hide the truth about what happened that night but he also wanted to protect you from all the bad in the world he lived in. In his eyes you were too pure to be dragged down with him. It was getting to the point he needed to let you go, he knew it was just the demons taking but maybe they were right.

When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide. Don't get too close, it's dark inside. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide. They say it's what you make, I say it's up to fate. It's woven in my soul, I need to let you go. Your eyes, they shine so bright, I want to save that light. I can't escape this now, unless you show me how.

Weeks had gone by and every time you tried to get in to see Clay you were turned away, you had just about had enough now. He was your man and you didn’t care if he didn’t want you there, you were going to be there whether he liked it or not.

“Move” you snapped at the nurse blocking the door.

“Mr Spenser said he doesn’t want any visitors” she said rolling her eyes at you, which made you want to punch her in the face.

“Yeah don’t care” you snapped pushing her out the of way and entering the room.

The room felt cold, the tv wasn’t on and the only sound that could be heard were the sobs coming from Clay, which shattered your heart even more.

“Baby” you whispered, kicking your trainers off and carefully climbing onto the bed, pulling him into your arms, letting his head rest on your chest, you didn’t expect him to cling to you like you would disappear at any minute. “that’s it baby, cry it out, I’ve got you. I’m not going anywhere” you whispered against his head as you played with his hair.

“I can’t do this” he sobbed, finally looking at you.

“Clay you can do this, and you will do this” you whispered as you continued playing with his hair. “We both know it’s not going to be an easy road ahead but we will take it day by day, step by step, I will be by your side every moment”

“What if I can’t walk again?”

“You can’t be thinking like that” you sighed placing a tender kiss on his forehead. “Thinking like that is gonna let the demons win”

“I can’t do this on my own Y/N” he sobbed “I’m sorry for pushing you away but I need you”

“I’m not going anywhere baby” you whispered, placing your hand on his cheek. “I promise, now come on get some sleep, I know you’ve been fighting it”

As he laid his head on your chest once more you played with his hair as he finally stopped fighting the sleep he desperately needed. You knew the road ahead was gonna be a long and bumpy one but it was one you were willing to travel alongside Clay, no questions asked.

When you feel my heat, look into my eyes. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide. Don't get too close, it's dark inside. It's where my demons hide, it's where my demons hide.

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rebelwrites · 4 years ago

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What Happens In Vegas - Part Five

Clay Spenser x Reader

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“Where’s Clay?” You asked Danny, as you pulled your sunglasses over your eyes as you walked out of the hotel, letting Clay’s hoodie slip off one of your shoulders.

“Over there,” Danny grinned, pointing at the roadside, the moment your eyes landed on him you squealed, making Danny laugh.

“Is that reaction to me or the car?” Clay smirked, raising his brow at you.

“Definitely for the car,” you winked, as you ran your fingers over the body work of the Shelby Mustang he was leaning on. “How did you know this was my favourite car?”

“A little birdy told me,” he smirked, putting his arm around your shoulder.

“Well little birdy did good,” you giggled, “Do I get to drive?”

“Nope,” Clay laughed, “the little birdy also told me how you drive and I think I choose life.”

“I’m gonna kill said little birdy,” you laughed, as Clay opened the car door for you. Sliding yourself into the car, you took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down your heart rate.

You couldn’t believe how in just a few short days Clay had broken down the walls you had put up, showing you how happy you could be.

“You ready?” Clay asked, pulling you from your thoughts.

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to seeing what you have planned,” you smiled, as he linked his fingers with yours.

You had no idea where you were headed but you didn’t care, this was the most normal you had felt in years and even the happiest you had been, reaching over you turned the radio up.

“No, there ain't nothin' that I gotta prove. You think your words will make me black and blue. But I think I'm pretty with these old boots on, I think it's funny when I drink too much. You try and change me, you can go to hell. 'Cause I don't wanna be nobody else,” you sang out of tune, making Clay laugh as you danced in the seat.

“You are crazy, you know that right,” he smirked, glancing over at you with a grin on his face.

“I like the chip I got in my front teeth and I got bad tattoos, you won't believe. So, kick out the jams, kick up the soul. Pour another glass of that rock and roll. Turn up the band, fire in the hole. Gonna lose control tonight. What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart,” you sang loudly, letting the wind blow through your hair, “So beat the drum with me. I'm not America's sweetheart. Well, they say I'm too loud for this town. So I lit a match and burned it down. What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart. But you love me anyway”

“Okay, before you make my ears bleed,” Clay laughed, turning the radio down. “If this is what you are like all the time god help me,”

“Now that’s just rude,” you pouted, following it with a giggle as the car came to a stop. Glancing around you saw you were at the crazy golf course. “Is this where you are taking me on a date?”

“Fuck, I knew I should have gone with the classic meal,” Clay sighed running his hand over his face.

“Clay, it’s perfect,” you whispered, taking his hand in yours, running your thumb over his skin. “I don’t need a fancy meal or anything like that, you have only known me a few days and I feel like you know better than anyone.”

“I may have a got a bit of help,” he laughed.

“Either way, you listened to what I like, Alex never did that,” you whispered. “So come on it’s time I kicked your butt at crazy golf,”

“You really think you will beat me, Princess,” Clay smirked.

“Yuup,” you giggled, kissing his knuckles. “Now come on, let’s go.”

“You weren’t kidding when you said you were gonna kick my ass,” Clay laughed, as he followed you to the next hole.

“I’m just a pro at this,” you grinned, spinning around.

“You know what I’m a pro at?” He smirked, stepping forward, closing the gap between the two of you, dropping his club on the floor and placing his hands on your cheeks.

“What’s that, Mr Spenser?” You giggled, leaning into his touch.

He didn’t say anything, he just pressed his lips against yours, your lips moved in sync as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You felt like you were floating, the sparks that ran through your body made you realise that you never had a connection like this before. The kiss left you breathless, and left you wanting more. He was like a drug that you couldn’t get enough off.

“Yeah, I think you are a pro at that,” you breathed against his lips. “I think I don’t want this just to be a holiday fling,” you confessed, “I think I want to see where this goes when we get back home, I want to get my life back on track and I think you are going to be the right person to help me do that.”

“I will be by your side as long as you want me,” Clay whispered, “always,”

“I know your line of work and I don’t want to get you distracted whilst you are in a war zone,” you sighed, your brain taking over.

“I can’t exactly ask you to put your life on hold for me,” Clay whispered, “but what I feel for you is real and if you are willing to give us a shot then I know we can make things work, look at Jade and Danny.”

“You just have an answer for everything don’t you?” You giggled.

“Pretty much,” he smirked. “Now give me another kiss and let’s finish this game and go get some food and just drive around the city for the rest of the night.”

“Sounds perfect,” you hummed, kissing him gently.

As you got back to the hotel, Clay got out of the car and ran to the boot, pulling out a gift bag.

“I may have got you something,” he grinned passing you the bag.

“Thank you,” you smiled, taking the bag off him, slowly opening it to reveal the cutest teddy bear ever, dressed in its own camo uniform. “Clay this is so fucking cute,” you grinned, hugging the bear, instantly realising that it also smelt of him.

“You like him?” Clay asked.

“I love him,” you grinned, still cuddling the bear, “Did you really go to build a bear for me?”

“Yes I did Princess,” he smiled, “I may have dragged Sonny along with me as well,”

“I’m gonna call him Clay,” you winked, keeping the bear tucked under your arm, as you linked hands with Clay, making your way back to his room. Nothing could wipe the smile of your face right now.

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