Friday Kiss Tag!

Friday Kiss Tag!💖

Thanks for the tag, @the-golden-comet (here)!

Rules: From your Story/WIP, share a snippet of your characters kissing. It can be any kiss, from familial pecks on the cheek, platonic kisses, forehead kisses, to full-blown makeouts

Okay! Since I don't have many actual kiss scenes for my current main WIPs, I'll go with a scene that falls under the Familial Peck category (thus it is in no way shape, or form shipping, its just innocent sibling fluff)!

Mine's a both cute/fluffy and kinda sad scene as well, from my WIP Scrapyard Boys, so let's get to it!

Rhys fiddled with his fingers, leaning on the glass panel that surrounded the train's cargo area, watching the neon lights of the city below. From this height and the bullet train's speed, the multicolored lights formed streaks in the sky, as the vehicle flew by like a flash. After being cooped up in that hellhole some called a lab for years, this sight was quite splendid. And to be frank, any mundane sight that wasn't chalk-white walls and emotionless faces walking around like clipboard-holding ants, would be awesome.

Completely immersed in the view below, letting his mind wander absently for the first time in a long time. The soft hiss of the train cutting through the air outside, the city sprawling and swirling down below, the soft smells that filled the cargo space: a whiff of leather from the bags stacked around them, the familiar scent of fuel, even the nagging smell of plastic - he didn't know how much he'd missed this until now and --

-- A yelp rang out beside him.

The teen almost jumped out of his own skin, accidentally hitting his head on the glass beside him, hand flying into his chest as his heart skipped a beat. Startled out of his peaceful musings by the sudden, unexpected sound, Rhys snapped his head to the side, and he saw his twin, sitting there beside him.

He'd been so awestruck by the overwhelming freedom they were experiencing, that he'd forgotten - for the briefest of seconds -about Gwyn, sleeping beside him. Or rather who had been sleeping beside him. The source of the yelp became apparent as soon as he locked eyes with her, now harried, hyperventilating, clinging to his hoodie for dear life.

A nightmare - Rhys didn't even need to ask to know. He'd had his fair share of those too, and in fact, it was usually him who woke himself up screaming most nights. An uncomfy side-effect of spending one's teen years in a government lab trying to make superheroes.

"Hey, hey." Rhys placed his hands on Gwyn's shoulders, nudging her to look at him, "We got out, we aren't there anymore."

The girl crosses her arms over her chest, hugging her knees to her chest, with a nervous pout, tears starting to subside "I know that. I know that." Gwyn frowns, leaning her head on his shoulder, "But what if they take us back?!"

Rhys considers it for a moment. He hadn't thought about that, actually. And it isn't something he'd like to imagine. At least not right now. So he gives her a prankster smile, "Nah, they won't. If they try, we can beat 'em. We'll freeze the agents they send after us into icicles before they even know what hit them, and they'll leave us alone after a while."

She looks up at him, hesitant, wiping at her eyes with the back of her sleeve, "You sure?"

Rhys wasn't sure. But he didn't let it show. "Look around you," He gestured to their surroundings, and the beautiful sights of the glowing city below, "If we got out of that place, we can stay out. We can do anything we want, and they can't stop us."

Gwyn finally gives him a mischievous smile of his own, tear streaed face brightening up, "Then I want," The girl pondered for a moment, brows furrowed, trying to think of what she wanted to do with their newfound freedom, "- I want to have ice cream and eat all the candies we can find. Then make a huge bowl of popcorn and watch those cheesy horror movies you liked."

Rhys' eyes light up, and for a moment, he felt like that kid again, before getting caught up in all of this, "Good plan!" He exclaimed, practically giddy, "Man, I can't wait for us to find Adrien's place - then we'll convince him to let us buy all the ice cream we want!"

"Oh, don't count on it. If he's still the same cheapskate Adrien we knew, his pantry probably consists of energy drinks, chicken nuggets, and a day-old confetti cake from the corner store." She quipped, smile growing brighter as she snorted out a laugh, "Oh, and cigarettes, can't forget the cigarettes."

Rhys laughed despite himself, nodding with a sly smirk, and mimicking a talk-show host's voice and posture, "Presenting: 'Adrien Rosetrom' and his not-so-brilliant podcast on 'how to wreck your lungs'. But the million-dollar question remains - will our star's dubious lifestyle let him outlive young adulthood?"

The twins broke out laughing, both at the absurdity of his joke and the fact that it was, in fact, somewhat true - that, combined with the adrenaline leaving their system, led to a pretty manic mix. A few moments later, the duo settled down, taking a moment to catch their breath with a giddy sigh, tension and fear almost forgotten.

After silence filled their surroundings once more, the only sounds that remained were the whoosh of air outside the bulletproof glass and the soft, barely noticeable whirring of the train's inner workings.

Leaning back against the window, Rhys pulled his twin closer, holding her in a one-armed hug, and Gwyn scooched closer, peeking over him to see the cities below. As she looked away, his smile faded. Rhys forced himself not to think of the agents that might come after them. The white walls of the lab flashed before his eyes. Whirring machines, needles drawing blood, and screens monitoring their every step.

He didn't want to go back at all.

Pulling his twin closer, he found himself placing a quick kiss on her messy head of hair, "...No one's gonna find us again."

He said, partially to her, but mostly, 80% mostly, to himself. Trying, and honestly failing, to soothe the anxiety that had begun to rage in the back of his mind after her comment. In his arms, Gwyn hugged him back and nodded, now focused on the sights outside. Eventually, they watched the train leave the city behind, now flying over the inky blue of the ocean, spotted white by clouds, - a sight they'd never seen before, and which thankfully helped bring his mind back to more pleasant topics, for a moment.

Despite that, long after Gwyn had fallen asleep again, Rhys' eyes couldn't help but stay glued to the horizon line, burning, fighting against the tiredness he felt.

It all seemed too unreal.

What if she was right? What if they couldn't run away? What if... this wasn't real? What if they ended up brainwashed like Laserstorm? Spectre's perfect puppets? Rhys' mind raced with those thoughts and a thousand others, spiraling, stocking the panic he'd forgotten he could feel. And deep down, despite knowing that they had indeed gotten out, that they had indeed made the most of an insanely lucky error of their supervisor, he feared that he let himself close his eyes and fall asleep, they would wake up back in that stark white room once more.

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG

Find Five Lines

Thanks @aziz-reads here!

Rules: find five lines that fit the prompts, then change ONE for the next people you tag!

A line with death

From The Secret Portal Part One - CW: death

Kwasiyaa squinted, trying to figure out what it was, but before she could, her sister’s body convulsed as the light was jammed into her stomach. “ATSILA!” Kwasiyaa shrieked, her voice cracking, as her sister’s body crumpled to the ground.

A line with fear

From The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)

My head whipped to my right to see a patch of vines wrapped around a tree. I yelped as they detached themselves and snatched in the air toward me, jumping back and almost tripping on the uneven ground. I staggered until it appeared they couldn’t get to me. The vines seemed to notice something above them, and I followed them up until a sight caused a deep shudder to course through me. Ash hung above my head, tangled in and thrashing against the vines that twisted around her body. “Oh, my—! Ash!” Ash seemed to notice me, but from her head hung in an almost-limp fashion, as if she was losing consciousness. Panic rushed through me as I tried to form a coherent thought.

A funny line

From The Secret Portal Part Two (Noelle POV)

My comm beeped next to me, signalling a direct line. I picked it up from the desk in front of me. It was from Dr. Asghar. Confused, I answered it. “Hello?” “Finally! Where are you? I commed your room multiple times and didn’t get a single response! I even tried to have SORARA, and unless you’re the lightest sleeper except for direct commlines, you’re not in your room.” “Couldn’t sleep,” I answered, somewhat truthfully, once I could get a word in the lecture. “Doctor, if I may ask, why are you calling me at this time?” “Why are you awake at this time?” I paused, not sure how to respond a question I’d already answered. Dr. Asghar must have realized this because she went, “Nevermind. I have to run tests today, and I have to get you done and going first. Come up to the lab. Now. I want to talk to you.” She hung up.

A line with colour

From The Secret Portal Part Two (Jedi POV)

Svyatoy Andreyzamok was beautiful. We walked alongside a large river, the Novayavoda, that ran through the middle of the city. The buildings seemed rather uniform, carved by terrakinetics obviously, due to the materials, and near the tops of the buildings were more elaborate designs done in colored stone. They fit with the climate: cold, but not dry. My eyes rested on a teal building with white columns and yellow trim around the windows. I read the sign, advertising it as a health museum.

A line you've changed a lot

From The Secret Portal Part One

Kwasiyaa screamed at the explosion behind her, but the sound that escaped her throat was masked by the deafening eruption. In her state, she lost control of the cloak she covered over herself and her husband, rendering them temporarily visible. [This is the first line of the book, which I've changed a million times]

Tagging @winglesswriter @anyablackwood @winterandwords @sarandipitywrites @space-writes

+ ANYONE ELSE

Your lines: A line with movement, a line with fear, a funny line, a line with colour, and a line you've changed a lot

TSP intro

TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites

@nebula--nix @literarynecromancy @honeybewrites @the-golden-comet

Character voice

Thanks to @willtheweaver here, and @the-golden-comet here!

Rules: rewrite your given sentence in the voice of your OCs!

“No I am not scared!”

Lexi: “Scared? No, never! Why would I be? No no, it's okay, we don't have to leave! You want to be here, and so do I!”

Maddie: “I am not scared at all. What is the point of watching a horror movie if it's not scary?!”

Ash: “This haunted house is so not worth it.” *leaves*

Gwen: “No, I'm not scared. I'm actually terrified. But I'll do it anyway. You need me.”

Robbie: “I am not scared of a stupid sound in the basement. I will go see what it is anyway!” *screams the whole time, but he does do it*

Akash: “Y'know, I'm not actually scared at all. But if you are, I'm fine. We'll quit.”

Jedi: “I am not scared of this place...but perhaps I left Carmen alone too long.... I should go back for her.”

Carmen: “I am not scared. Don't be ridiculous. I'll do this myself.” *is internally screaming*

“Why shouldn’t I try?”

Lexi: “C'mon, Ash, why shouldn't I try to do as much as possible next semester? My schedule isn't even that full!”

Maddie: “Liam, why can't I try to turn into a human-eagle-dragon-tiger hybrid? That would be so cool. It shouldn't be that hard.”

Ash: “Hey! I should be able to try a mayo and strawberry jelly sandwich! Noelle, it is not a culinary disaster! You're a chef, you should know it's okay to experiment!”

Gwen: “I should try a new book. Haha, this one looks terrible. I should totally get it! Lexi, it's not a waste of my time, it's a valuable experience.”

Robbie: “Jazlyn! We should see what happens if you blast fire at me! I'll absorb it! Akash isn't even here to say no!!”

Akash: “I should try hair gel to fix my hair. NO ROBBIE I DO NOT LOOK LIKE JIMMY NEUTRON WHEN I USE HAIR GEL!”

Jedi: “.... I will admit I happen to be curious to see what would happen if Hye-Jin could combine her powers... Perhaps a long discussion about the biological components of each would help prepare her...”

Carmen: “Miss Newman, we are testing your powers. Why shouldn't you push yourself and turn the fruit into another fruit!? This is a lab! It's for science!! Tell me, why shouldn't we see what you're capable of in a controlled setting!”

Some of these are unethical :)

Tagging @oh-no-another-idea @chauceryfairytales @mrbexwrites @cherrybombfangirlwrites @anyablackwood

+ ANYONE ELSE!

Your prompt: “I don't think that's a bird or a plane.”

I dunno, sorry.

TSP intro

TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites

@nebula--nix @literarynecromancy @honeybewrites @the-golden-comet

Character Questionnaire Tag!

Thanks for tagging me @alinacapellabooks (here)!

YOUR QUESTIONS:

What is your worst nightmare?

Do you have any favorite bedtime routines?

What's your favorite scent?

Let's go with Rhys Whitewood (Scrapyard Boys), Jasper Astrophell (Supernova Initiative) and Saoirse Richards (Scrapyard Boys)!

1.) What is something you would never eat, even if you were starving?

Rhys: Um... I think something I would rather die than eat would be bodily fluids? Like I don't even like to think about that, because just the thought makes me nauseous, haha.

Jasper: Anything that isn't perfectly cooked, fresh food made with top-of-the-line, completely edible ingredients. My body is my temple, so why would I ever ingest anything less than exquisite?

Saoirse: I'm not really a picky eater, but I wouldn't eat anything that looks like it could give me food poisoning, or that seems like it was made by someone less-than-hygienic, y'know.

2.) Would you die for someone?

Rhys: Without a doubt, I would sacrifice myself to protect my twin, Gwyn, or our half-brother, Adrien. Even if he can be a piece of work sometimes and is far from the easiest dude to deal with sometimes, we're still family.

Jasper: Why would I lay down my own life for somebody else? That's ridiculous, my friend! I'm far too marvelous to die - much less for somebody else. However... I think, if it was strictly necessary or an absolute spur-of-the-moment last resort, I might put my life at risk if I needed to save my Father.

Saoirse: Death kinda creeps me out, y'know. But if I had no other choice, I would definitely say that I would die for my friends - they're my family, for better or for worse. Our little Chaos Gang, until the end of the line, that kinda deal.

3.) If you could only save one thing from your home in a fire, what would it be?

Rhys: If my siblings were still inside I would definitely prioritize getting them out before even thinking about other things. But if they were already out... I think I would get some money or clothes. Maybe a cellphone or something like that too.

Jasper: Ha! As if my house would ever be on fire, human. The Astrophell mansion has the most high-tech, thorough security systems in our planet. A fire would be put out by it before it could even start, and if anyone wanted to purposefully start a fire they would have to bypass the security measures, and honestly, good luck to them, haha!

Saoirse: (Doesn't answer at first, gaze seeming distant and viscerally horrified at the mention of a "house fire", hands fidgeting and shaking for a moment before she shakes herself back to the present)... I-I don't wanna talk about that, can you just change the subject?

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG

OC Moodboard Tag! <3

I love this tag so I'm gonna do another one, let's go with Emily Warren and Gabi Ophyria (respectively from

Emily Warren

Gabi Ophyria

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers, @finickyfelix

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid,

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG

Taglist for Supernova Initiative (Under the Cut)

Supernova Initiative Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3, @sleepy-night-child

@thepeculiarbird, @littleladymab

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @anyablackwood, @amaiguri

@lyutenw

Let me know if you'd like to be added!

OC Moodboard Tag! <3

Thanks for tagging me, @ominous-feychild (here)!

Rules: make a collection of 5+ images that represent or symbolize one of your OCs! It can be in any way, for any reason! Just have fun with it! ☺️

Let's go with our girl Emily (from Scrapyard Boys), because I realized I never really gave her a Moodboard yet, Saoirse (also from Scrapyard Boys) and Elysia (from Supernova Initiative)!

Elysia

Emily

Saoirse

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@the-golden-comet, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams and OPEN TAG