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8 months ago

Thanks for the tag! I know I’m gonna love YWIMC! ^o^

I’m using one of my favorite vignettes from The Tengu And The Angel. For those of you who haven’t read it, all of the chapters end with a little fantasy vignette recapping the chapter’s events through Kunio’s imagination:

The angel and the tengu fought one last battle against the kitsune, but he was no match for their combined might, and perished at their hands. Even so, he wouldn’t go down without a fight, and he badly wounded the angel, who sought comfort in the arms of the tengu. The tengu tended the angel’s wounds as best he could, and he hoped that, for the angel’s sake, the wounds would heal soon. 

As the angel slept, the foolish tengu dreamt of what it would be like if the angel ever made his feelings known for him. His proud heart would not allow him to admit it, but he wanted to become the angel’s lover more than anything else, and his love for the angel was steadily consuming his heart, and his damned soul. 

Tagging @frostedlemonwriter and @mundanemoongirl!

✨Favorite Line/Writing Share Tag🧞‍♂️✨

Thank you for this favorite line tag, @frostedlemonwriter ! This writing share tag @aintgonnatakethis ! And HERE with @fortunatetragedy (en garde!! ⚔️) and here from @alinacapellabooks . Wew!! I have a few good lines for my WIP YWIMC, but I think this one stands out the most to me:

Slowly, Noah looked out to the ocean. Sapphire hues mixed with aqua and turquoise, to meld with the midnight blue and fade into stars that speckled the night. A sliver of sun still beamed over the horizon, its gentle light licking the steady waves. The sounds of the sea washing over itself, and the rocks, permeated the salty air.

I’ll tag (no pressure): @avaseofpeonies , @asassydork , @sunglasses-in-the-bentley , @nebula--nix , @fractured-shield , @wyked-ao3 , +open tag! ✨


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1 year ago
HOCUS POCUS (1993) Dir: Kenny Ortega
HOCUS POCUS (1993) Dir: Kenny Ortega
HOCUS POCUS (1993) Dir: Kenny Ortega

HOCUS POCUS (1993) Dir: Kenny Ortega


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6 months ago

A lot of what I write anymore is directly related to my dnd character Ithmaris so I can't exactly post them because MAJOR context will be missing, but I am really proud of some lines, so here they are:

(Note: these are from multiple pieces)

"Eyes lock on eyes, and an arrow between them."

"Fear was the sound of screams and storms."

"Ithmaris has grown up, and neither of her parents have been there to see it. She wonders if either of them would still love her."

"Time takes more memories, and she claws to hold on to the remaining scraps like a trapped animal in the death throes of starvation."

"All the same, she’d spent hours daydreaming what her father’s face would look like when he finally came home, how he would wrap the siblings in a hug warm enough to melt away the ice of Ithmaris’s skin. What a beautiful dream. What a beautiful lie."

"Solitude means tears without witnesses. Anxiety attacks without supervisors. Solitude is the verdant shoots of spring, the shining growth of summer, and the fading of autumn that allows winter to persist. Her oldest friend and most faithful tool."

"She wields a bow of starlight and can summon the might of the heavens, and yet, she is not strong enough."

"Will [love interest] always want to waste the years of her life, growing older and older, on someone who stubbornly refuses to age? "

"With one hand on the door, they look up to the silent watchers. Will the stars remember this? Will they judge her, throw down their celestial sentencing of cowardice the next time she wields their light? Her mind pleads their case to the firmament: they are not weak for this. Maybe selfish, but they are not weak for this."

"The sentencing is clear. So long she focused on staying strong, on getting stronger and yet– They are weak for this. They are weak for this."


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2 years ago

ooh, I should definitely check out the books first then. thanks for letting me know about One of Us Is Lying! i'm so bad with thriller haha. I should read them during the day, but then I always choose to read at like 3 am (like why).

of course I did! I love your sense of humor already!

me, desperate for some writer friends/mutuals

hi everyone!

this is just a post where writers get to know writers, and hopefully through reblogs/comments we can find more people who not only read/write our genre, but just people who have similarities with us.

it's kind of a simple "get to know me" post, and anyone can join <3

feel free to tag your mutuals and reblog !!

name: genres you like to write in: genres you like to read in + fav books/media: favorite line from your current wip:

name: ave

genres you like to write in: currently writing contemporary (ya/romcom/romance, give me them ALL), but I also like to dabble in fantasy!

genres you like to read in + fav books/media: i'll consume literally anything haha. Fantasy, mystery, historical fiction, romance, young adult, you name it. I'm awful with horror, though ;-;

percy jackson (MY CHILDHOOD), harry potter (OBVIOUSLY), Better Than the Movies, From Lukov with Love, The Love Hypothesis, These Violent Delights, the list goes on...

favorite or latest line from your current wip: [latest line, because what a mood- from Destination Seoul] Ha. Per usual, the universe hates me.


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1 year ago

One line tag

I thank the lovely @clairelsonao3 for the tag (your lines are excellent. Poor pile of pigs 😔)

And because I can never follow the rules (one line you’re proud of, and one line that makes little sense out of context) here you go!

Good lines:

“ A super event means we can’t intervene,” and officer had told her once. “The city doesn’t have protocols for a government worker dying at the hands of a super. How would you even prosecute that?”

The normal way, she had wanted to say. They’re just people under those suits.

“I think we know each other as much as anyone like us ever can.”

She sucked in a breath, and they were both bleeding out on the rooftop, their rooftop, emotions raw and aching like a skinned knee.

“I hate you,” she said, just to slap a band aid over that age old hurt. “Don’t forget that.”

His smirk said he knew what she was doing.

“How could I ever, Sunshine?”

And here are my lines that are kind of crack:

“They like me,” he corrected, “Because they like you, and you fight me.” He tipped his head. “That, and I have a pretty face.”

She rolled her head onto her shoulder, eyeing him and his admittedly too pretty face. “I don’t think they would like us solely because we fight each other.”

He nodded. “You’re right. They also think we’re in love.”

She choked on a breath, coughing as she shot upright.

“No, I thought I'd introduce him to the family. Look, Mom! I found a demon in a creepy old cave, and I made a deal with him! Can we keep him?”

“You think I want your cover blown? That would be so much trouble to deal with. I might even have to kill someone. Which is fun in the moment, but then you have all the mess to deal with, and I always end up staining my shoes—”

Tagging without any pressure like a very bad shower head, @jay-avian @imaginativemind29new and @clairelsonao3 because I want more of your writing :)


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