Out Of Context Line Snippet Tag!

Out of Context Line Snippet Tag!

Thanks for the tag, @the-golden-comet (here)! Not really an out of context line tag but rather using this as a Writing Share Tag for a snippet I really liked to write, but here we go!

Let's go with another excerpt from Scrapyard Boys, shall we? (:

There was the sound of a door slamming, followed by the shuffle of a backpack being dropped and a few unintelligible mumbles, as the lilac-haired young adult trudged into the apartment, turning on the light.

Rhys peeked around the corner of the cramped lobby, "Uh. Hi, Adrien!" He said, a bit louder than he intended to, but that on its own didn't really matter, because as soon as he opened his mouth, the other had scrambled away so fast it looked he'd practically somersaulted back towards the door will a yelp.

Rhys' mouth turned to a thin line, still smiling by the way, as he remained planted in the entrance of the room. Meanwhile, Adrien pressed himself against the farthest corner of the room, grasping at his own shirt like an old woman clutching her peals.

After a moment of awkward, wide-eyed silence, Adrien finally spoke, panting for air, "Ok, firstly-" He looked at Rhys, then at the other twin sitting on his couch like this was just another Tuesday, and brows furrowing as he tried to grasp what was going on, "What. The. Fuck?!!"

Rhys opened his mouth to reply, but behind him, Gwyn spoke up first, "Told you that we should've turned on the light." She said, nonchalantly.

The male twin whirled around, "But if we had turned on the light he wouldn't have even walked in! Then all this trip would be for nothing, wouldn't it -" As they began to bicker, the young adult cleared his throat.

"Um. Hold on." He speaks up like an awkward student about to ask the teacher a question, "Lights aside, are none of you going to address the fact that you literally broke into my apartment. On the third floor. And didn't you guys live half a country away, at that old fucker's house? How the fuck did you even find me?"

Rhys spoke up, "That's kind of a long story," He cringed, running a hand through his tousled hair, "And in short: you left the window open so we just made a little ice stair and climbed up to here; no, because Grandma-Dearest pawned us off to a lab where we spent out past three years, and Gwyn" She waved giddily at Adrien after the mention of her name, "- May or may not have found your address after hacking into your social media account." He said it all in one breath.

Adrien blinked once, then twice. On the third time, he pinched the bridge of his nose, sighed, and shouldered past the teen standing in the lobby, "I am far too fucking sober for this shit but a'right." He sighs again, "Whatever."

Noticing that the twins seemed to still be expecting some sort of confirmation, "Yes, that means you can stay." He said, with an exasperated roll of his eyes, lighting a cigarette, "There's pizza on the fridge. I think."

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 Pinterest Tag!

Thanks for tagging in this wonderful game, @thecomfywriter (here)! This was fun!!! Thanks for creating such a fun tag game!!!! <3

Rules: create a pinterest board for your ocs (if you don't already have one) and create a video of the featured posts that represent your character the best. then, post a thread of your main casts' aesthetic board videos.

I'll go with my boi Rhys Whitewood, from Scrapyard Boys, for this one!!! Full Character Moodboard Here

Also, I'm gonna share some songs from his character playlist (still in the works lol) as well!

Million Dreams - The Greatest Showman (P!nk Version)

I close my eyes and I can see The world that's waiting up for me That I call my own Through the dark, through the door Through where no one's been before But it feels like home They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy They can say, they can say I've lost my mind I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy We can live in a world that we design There's a house we can build Every room inside is filled With things from far away The special things I compile Each one there to make you smile On a rainy day

Falling Apart - Micheal Schulte

I am sleepless for a weekend So I start to say goodbye Say goodbye to all that we had Say goodbye to what we lost [...] And we were running out, through the storms, through the night We were running in the dark, we were following our hearts And we would fall down, and we would slowly fall apart We would slowly fall into the dark The cold times arise And the cold times arise

Elastic Heart - rock version by Written By Wolves

Wanted to fight this war without weapons And I wanted it, and I wanted it bad But there were so many red flags Now another one bites the dust Yeah, let's be clear I'll trust no one You did not break me I'm still fighting for peace I've got thick skin and an elastic heart But your blade it might be too sharp I'm like a rubber band until you pull too hard I may snap and I move fast But you won't see me fall apart

A Little Fight Left - Tommee Proffit, Fleurie, Jung Youth

Where do I begin I saw this day was coming since I was a kid We used to pray until it happened so it did Always a battle for a better way to live See the truth for what it is I decided that I never compromise from within And for that reason we’ll be standing in the end As long as I can draw the breath to move my lips I'm in, Imma get back up again No matter how bad that it gets You can walk away You can turn and leave I’ve still got a little fight left in me Take it all away I’ve got blood to bleed I’ve still got a little fight left

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

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

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

@the-golden-comet, @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

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

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

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

(Another) Writing Share Tag

Let's go with my newest side (twisted fairytale/dark fantasy) WIP, Crooked Fable, for this one!

(Context: This story starts out as a traditional Fairy Tale but then takes a turn and gets progressively darker and larger scale than usual fairytales lol. So you can probably guess what this scene leads up to doesn't exactly end well)

Nadya, the Queen, took a long sip of tea, sitting at the small, ornate table by the window as she spoke, a smile on her crimson lips, "I saw you with that... boy, yesterday, dear. You ventured out into the woods, did you not?" The girl, Maisie, stopped in her tracks, straightening out her flowy gown as the soft summer breeze flowed from the window into the small tea room. "... Y-You did?" She stammered with an awkward smile, mouth straightening into a thin line, "Well, he's my friend, we just went for a little walk." Nadya chuckled, giving the girl a matronly knowing look as she set down her cup on the table, "Oh, I'm no dummy, dear." She turned to Maisie with a slight shake of her head, voice percolated with sweetness, "You've been sneaking out of the castle for the past month every day - that, and I saw the look in your eyes," The Queen paused, tilting her head as she turned - almost imperceptibly - more serious, but still smiling, "We both know he's much more than a friend to you." Maisie made a surprised little sound, more akin to a squeak, and her cheeks flushed bright pink, "Oh." She fiddled with the hem of her glittering corset, "I'm not that sure yet." The girl bit her lower lip as if holding a lovestruck giggle, before being unable to contain herself and speaking out again, almost stumbling over her words she was speaking so fast, failing to notice the slightly smug smirk in her aunt's lips, "Well, Rory is indeed wonderful! He showed me the most beautiful meadow and we read books -" The Queen cut her off, "And he's a blacksmith's apprentice. Is he not?" Maisie deflates, voice shifting from joyous back to anxious in a flash, "Yes," She tilts her head, nervous about where this was going, "But why do you ask?" Nadya smirks, but this time all hints of matronly care and sweetness have left her expression, leaving the sight cold and calculated. "Because you are a Lady - my sister's only heir. And he's a peasant." She says with a distinct look of disgust, dismissing the word with a wave of her hand, "Whatever is going on between the two of you, it needs to end, my dear." The girl shakes her head, speaking through gritted teeth, "You don't know what you're talking about -" Her aunt cuts her off again, and this time, her tone is imposing and harsh, like the one she uses in Court to get other nobles to heed to her words. "Maybe not, but what I do know is that I will not tolerate my niece strolling around in the woods with some random pauper she met in the city! What kind of Queen would that make me?"

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

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✦ OC Moodboard Tag ✦

Thanks for the tag, @ominous-feychild (here) Let's go with my boi Valen Cassidy from my WIP Scrapyard Boys for this one!!!! (:

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!

✦ Character Aesthetic: Valen Cassidy

♡ Moodboard ♡

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, @the-letterbox-archives

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG