Six Sentence Sunday!

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(Not So) Six Sentence Sunday!

Getting back on my shit with this. (not really, I'm still so busy but the degeneracy prevails). Thanks for the previous tags on this @kiwiana-writes @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @blairwaldcrf @happiness-of-the-pursuit. 🫶

Here's my not so six-ish sentences because if you don't count the chats, it's 7(?)? I can't math, but I hope the eSports AU snippet is enough to compensate.

Not sure if there's rules on tagging people who's tagged me on separate things that I haven't responded to yet but Feel free to use this tag for WIP Wednesday if you guys want! I want to see. (no pressure always) @littlemisskittentoes @later-2-dae @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @clottedcreamfudge @user-anakin @44whispers @14carrotghoul @inexplicablymine @affectionatelyrs @movetoheavens @mudbloodpotter05 @hypnostheory

There's a sigh of reverie for each thought of her in mind. A silent form of worship, and a quiet prayer, all dedicated to her. This is what love is, to me, a lasting effect of a religion ingrained in the depths of my heart—one I have kept buried for so long I had accepted a life that carried on without such a concept—until, of course, you. Pounding at my doors, stringing with you the kind of consequence that seems good enough even at the face of eternal damnation.

I am no saint, however. In fact, I will never be one, but this remains good.

My scriptures tell me loving you is a sin, but I will have no qualms spending an entire lifetime to repent for each kiss, each hold, each embrace; covering ground and crusading over the maps of our skins. All this that I've done, I will continue to be doing, if only to serve my way of believing in a god that shows itself in the briefest of moments. He is there as I look into your eyes, she bestows upon me her blessing when our breaths meld together, it graciously leaves space for prayer when the gasping reach their peak, at the parting of limbs, within containing water — perhaps that is why Moses’ story continue to be passed onto generation after generation.

This was not meant to be tucked in the deepest corner of an abysmal closet.

I believe it now, have witnessed it myself, albeit not in its truest form. This is the closest I will ever get to Heaven, and I willingly resign to such fate. Even angels pale in comparison to your existence; divine, yet finite; immaculate, yet painfully human.

How can it possibly get any better than that?

MOTHERRRHRUHHHHRRRRR.

Hi y'all! I'm commandeering today's weekly roundup, for some important reminders:

Drink water and wear sunscreen! Your skin will thank you in the future if you can make it through our monster-fighting years.

If you're like Alex and could kill a cactus, give your plants a water. Most of them like that. Even succulents need it every once in a while.

Listen to your older siblings, they generally have good advice. Yes Alex, I'm talking to you. You can give your opinions on it when Pez lets you take over.

Make good choices,

June

For Super Six and the Siren's Call, co-written by @read-and-write- @inexplicablymine and @happiness-of-the-pursuit. Credit for the amazing picrew maker to @elena-illustration!!!

I recently read this Red White and Royal Blue fanfic on AO3 called It's Nice to Have a Friend by mainstreamelectricalparade. Guys it was so freaking adorable, I had to make some fanart for it

I would’ve tagged the author but I’m honestly not sure if they have Tumblr. I’ll just tag the fic instead

2. 5+1 fake frat boy Alex

3. ATLA AU

feral for both of these tysm xoxoxoxoxo

HEHEHEHE HI ROOP. Thank you for asking about these babies. OKAY. SO.

2. 5+1 fake frat boy Alex

— is basically the five times all signs point to Alex's reputation of being a frat boy, and the one time Henry finds out the truth behind it himself. (The truth being that he's just really an animal shelter volunteer who obtains all kinds of possible scratches and minor injuries from animal-related activities. LMAO.) It's mostly light-hearted and meme-ish. Here's a snippet instead since I've been sharing a bunch of this already.

The second time Alex's bad boy reputation is brought up, it’s when he makes his way through the cafeteria door with a number of bandages on one side of his face. Donning them like they were little scars of triumph.

Now, Henry is only about twenty percent convinced Alex is actually some mafia/biker gang/fraternity member — he's still adamant on not falling victim to everyone else's opinions about Alex's true nature, lest Alex is actually just a gravely misunderstood individual who actually has a heart of gold beneath his varsity jackets that always wrap around his figure.

3. ATLA AU

— As the working title¿ states, YES I MEAN Avatar: The Last Airbender. I'll give you some of the details about it since it follows the show's progression, which I know YOU'RE already familiar with a Good Amount. It will be multi-chaptered so I don't have an estimate on when I'll ever finish this yet, just that it exists (partially) as of now.

Characters:

Aang - Alex Katara - Henry Sokka - Bea Toph - Nora Zuko - Liam Appa - David Ty Lee - Pez June - non-bender

Parts I've written for Book One so far:

The Southern Air Temple Kiyoshi Island Fortune Teller Waterbending Master The Claremont-Diazes in the Iceberg Fire Nation Dispatch

ANYWAY. Yes. I don't know what to put here but thank you again ILY. 🫶

Six Sentence Sunday

Today I am using Six Sentence Sunday to unveil my new banner and Official Title™ of the RWRB dads' storyline swap fic — though the working title of Daddy Issues has been fun, it really doesn't fit the ~vibes~ so without further ado, it's now named... Honey, you're familiar (like my mirror years ago).

This fic is lowkey an accidental song fic for "From Eden" and I'm kinda obsessed. Without further ado, enjoy this excerpt (warning for reference to loss of parent):

If Oscar Díaz were here, maybe he’d ask, “Isn’t that the boy you had that crush on, mijo?” Maybe he’d make an observation, something like “He’s a looker.” Maybe he’d urge Alex on, whispering, “Trust the Díaz charm. Shoot your shot, chamaco.” But he’s not here, and the truth is Alex doesn’t know what his father would say.  So instead, he just has to trust his gut — which is telling him to turn away from the hot almost-naked boys and approach the hot English-prince-son-of-James-Bond boy. He may be fully clothed — in a button down and blazer in Rio in August — but he’s featured in way too many of Alex’s dreams for him to miss this opportunity.

Shout out to @littlemisskittentoes for the titling help! And thank you to @kiwiana-writes and @zwiazdziarka for the tags!

I'm early-ish for once, so no-pressure tagging: @anincompletelist @affectionatelyrs @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @matherines @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @rmd-writes @saintlynomenclature @tintagel-or-cockleshells @ssmtskw @welcometololaland @14carrotghoul but if I forgot you and you see this, the tag is open! Tag me though so I can see :)

of course stede is getting high on the attention he's receiving he was an outcast all his life and his dream of becoming a pirate was always taken as a joke so him getting praised over blackbeard? his crew cheering him on before killing ned? getting fans among the very people who used to make fun of him? i fucking hate it here but ugh love it when characters are consistent and well written like fuck yes gimme flawed and stupid decisions that are made according to their backstories and personalities

An archivist found a long forgotten 8mm film reel in an old metal box, marked "Philippines 1942". Thinking it was lost WWII footage, he sent it in to be restored/digitized. When he got the footage back, he found puppies instead (via)

Six Sentence Sunday

Greetings, my dearest loves. So...I find myself in a bit of a block right now, where I CAN write, but it feels like I'm walking uphill through quicksand to do it, and I'm convinced that all of it is garbage. So if y'all have any extra special words that might change my mind and maybe pull me from this funk, I would greatly appreciate it.

That being said, I do currently have...about 10? or so different WIPs in varying states of disarray living in my docs from which to choose a Six Sentence Sunday snippet, and this one I actually did write this week, while in the throes of this Writer's Block.

This little piece is from my upcoming song inspired fic, Come Back to Me, which is a gift I've been meaning to give @thinkof-england for literal months now and is almost finished.

Thank you, as always, to those who typed my little username into their tag lists today (bless you all): @kiwiana-writes @getmehighonmagic @tintagel-or-cockleshells @cricketnationrise Y'all inspire me to keep on writing, always.

Dream scenario, be damned. The spark of Henry’s mouth on his is more than he ever could have dreamt, in a million versions over countless years. It consumes him entirely, burning away the charred remains of what was left of his heart the night that Henry left to expose the still-beating organ beneath. It’s a flood, pulling him under the waves and daring him to come up for air, a request he doesn’t ever plan on honoring. It’s the storm still raging outside the windows, a spiderweb of lightning spreading across the sky above before an angry clap of thunder expresses its impatience at being asked to wait as they dance together in the heavens, never one without the other. It’s Henry who pulls back first, breathless, pressing his forehead firmly into Alex’s and inhaling deeply through his nose, eyes closed, as if committing every detail of this moment to memory.

Putting tags out there for as many people as I can (and if you want to be added to this list, please reach out, the more the merrier). I'm always so ready to scream into all of your tags on my reblogs, so just get ready. And as always, consider this an open tag as well! Feel free to tag me in all of the things!

@adreamareads @affectionatelyrs @anincompletelist @cha-melodius @clottedcreamfudge @daisymae-12 @duchessdepolignaca03 @gayrootvegetable @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heybuddy-drabbles @indomitable-love @indestructibleheart @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @leojfitz @littlemisskittentoes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @ninzied @priincebutt @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @roseharpermaxwell @ships-to-sail @songliili @sparklepocalypse @ssmtskw @statueinthestonetoo @stereopticons @suseagull04 @thinkof-england @typicalopposite @user-anakin @vanillahigh00 @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @whimsymanaged @wordsofhoneydew