Bwahahaha YES YES YES absolutely living for this new trend of five sentence fics on planes lmao.
"Alex, you cannot seriously think this is a good idea."
xoxo MJ/kiwiana-writes
You've started a 'fics on planes' thing and I am simply honoring it lmao
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"Alex, you cannot seriously think this is a good idea."
Standing at the edge of the pool, Alex only seems more emboldened by Henry's protest. "C'mon, Wales, live a little." He doesn't even wait for Henry before yanking his shirt off and starting on his trousers.
"Our first international sex scandal was more than enough living for me, dear." Henry has always been hard-pressed to deny Alex anything, though, so he simply shakes his head and starts on the buttons of his shirt.
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can't believe tom hiddleston ACTUALLY interrupted the interviewer to say "one last thing, i think mobius is loki's friend and i don't think loki has ever had a friend before" like king. i love how u felt the need to add that truly
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🤝🏻 part 1 (next)
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the teaser trailer
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midnight comes (and i go looking for you)
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It’s the sound of your phone ringing, and ringing, and ringing, you sat slumped in your living room as the clock nears twelve, the lights turned off, and your tear stained cheeks your only company.
It’s you waiting patiently for her to pick up, a second passing, then nearly a minute.
And just when you think it’s about to go to voicemail, just when you’re about to lose hope, lose your sanity, do you hear the familiar click, Leah’s confused ‘hello’ on the other end easing your aching heart just with her voice.
Your words are strained, just barely spoken, you holding back the tears that are threatening to fall as you're miles away from her- the blonde someone you once were able to call yours, now nothing more than a memory you cherished dearly, yet had no right to long for anymore.
“I- I miss you…”
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Ultimate Spider-Man has no straight explanation
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For the first sentence prompts:
It was adding the fourth that caused the trouble.
“No, I’m sorry, only one Ambassador per clan, those are my directives — but your husband is going, do you not trust his judgement on behalf of you and your people?”
“Of course not,” replied the silver-haired elf, a woman of slight build but mighty presence. Then she spun to face the sea of dark heads gathered around and cried, “Do you, O Tatyar, trust Finwë alone to make this choice for you?”
“Nay!” they cried. “Míriel must go too!”
“There, you see,” she said, thrusting her chin up defiantly.
Oromë sighed, recognising that this being’s spark of determination burned as hotly as Varda’s stars, and consented to bring Míriel to Aman, thus setting in motion a revolution with consequences far more sweeping and profound than any the Music had foresung.
[send me a sentence]
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anybody remember the stephanie brown essay I was working on under a research grant fully last summer? yeah it’s not done yet it super needs to be done and I’ve been avoiding working on it for weeks. someone tell me to just do it already
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piarles + bow!! for me!! 🎀
It's never been weird between them, Pierre swears, not once: they've been friends since they were small, growing up together on the same street, playing in the same parks as they'd agreed to be paleontologists or astronauts or footballers, and it'd never mattered once to him that Charles was a girl in all that time--even when they'd gotten shipped off to different high schools across town, it hadn't changed their relationship.
But now...now, as Pierre stands out in front of Charles' house waiting with his shitty Honda parked out front, all but trembling in this oddly-tailored suit for prom, he thinks the line of weird may have finally been crossed after all these years.
It's finally been crossed because Charles in her dress looks beautiful--not covered in dirt or wearing ragged clothes she'd stolen from her older brother, or even in her usual baggy jeans look, but really elegant in a way that Pierre had never even imagined her in before; red fabric that has to be satin spilling down her legs, tapering off at her ankles, a bunched up flower nestled in the perfect center of her chest. Her hair is curled intentionally and not just from humidity--ringlets spilling over her shoulders, a stunning red bow peeking out from behind her head to tie some of it back, and oh.
"What are you looking at," she deadpans, but her mouth is curved up in that usual smirk she gives him, and Pierre realizes that her lipstick matches her dress; he clutches the corsage case tighter and shakes his head, trying to play it off, but it's no use--she's caught him red-handed as she starts making her way towards the car, and when her smirk stretches into a full-on grin, he knows he's doomed.
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“The word they used was ‘savage,’” Beard corrected.
“The word they used was ‘savage,’” Beard corrected.
“Right,” Ted said, nodding. “I can see where they got there, though I don’t think it’s an accurate description.”
“Well, he did bite someone.”
“When you do it it’s called having a side hustle but when Bumbercatch does it, it’s a red card. I’ll never understand this dang sport.”
From here.
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Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fic, I’ll write you the next five.
I'm about to be on a very long plane ride and therefore very bored, so I think this could be fun.
The real test here is whether I can manage to actually keep them short, because I am not known for my brevity, but we shall see.
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[Previously, on Status Updates in The Arc of The Others:]
[Seven rings a bell to gather the others back.]
7: HEY FUDGERS! GET BACK HERE, WE'RE GETTING OUT OF HERE!
[The Hash and Slime appear from a different room to the right.]
#: Oh, this is gonna be good.
7: There's a man on the outside who wants to get 2 out, and seems likely indifferent to bringing the rest of us along.
?: Ha! Loike that woill evoir woirk- oictually that moight joist woirk.
[The rest re-appear.]
#: How'd the collection go?
6: We saw a grate to the surface.
8: Situlam inveni. [He pulls out a bucket. It seems to have lost its handle, but otherwise in great condition.]
4: I HAVE FOUND... STATUS MATERIAL! [Four pulls out a weird cannister.] Must make more status. CAN make more status! WILL make more status! status. status. status. status.
[Four leaves to his room. Five pulls Two aside to give a tour.]
5: Thi5 room is The Main Hall. It i5 where we convene. To the North are the Metal Land5. They are neat hallway5 where scrap materials and discarded tools can be found. To the 5outh, from where you came, are the Waterworks. Clean drinking water flows through. In both land5, the walls shift each day, when you look away. It is an ever growing maze. To the We5t, is Four's lab. A5 the creator and progenitor of u5, he has claimed much more space. He doe5 not like us intruding. To the Ea5t is where the rest of us reside. We have a room available, if you wish to-
[Seven claps in front of Five.]
7: There 👏 is 👏 a 👏 man 👏 who 👏 will 👏 let 👏 us 👏 out 👏 of 👏 this 👏 hell 👏 hole. 👏
Why. 👏 Do. 👏 You. 👏 Not. 👏 Care??? 👏👏👏
5: You never 5aid who.
2: Statableleus.
5: ...who?
2: hies Largegere
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Parahumans Series - Wildbow
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Alan Gramme | Mannequin/Colin Wallis | Armsmaster | Defiant
Characters: Alan Gramme | Mannequin, Colin Wallis | Armsmaster | Defiant
Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Body Horror, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Robot Body Containing The Organs Of A Living Human Being, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Confinement, Isolation, Codependency, Paranoia, Moving In Together, Locked In, No beta we die like... uh..., theres so many character deaths in worm i cant think of a good one to use for comedic purposes here, no beta we die like wildbows reputation. hows that, Oneshot
Summary:
Colin Wallis and Alan Gramme, known to the public as Armsmaster and Sphere, have been friends for years. So of course when an Endbringer attack kills Alan's family, Colin drops by for a few days to make sure he's okay.
He is... not okay.
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First line of a fic:
He could take or leave pie, honestly.
Not that he'd say as much in front of Bull: the man truly was the salt of the earth, but everyone had their limits. Johnny gamely accepted his serving, half a size too big at any given time, made even more so by the generosity of the Randlemans' table for the night, but he didn't really have a choice there. He'd promised the missus to be on his best behavior, seeing as she was really keen on making the evening a success for everyone. In front of them, Bull Randleman beamed with pride at his pie's reception, Coleen's face aglow with satisfaction.
So far, Johnny and Moira's first foray into swinging was going pretty well.
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Une petite houle, venue du large, imprimait au canot un léger roulis, et quelque crêtes de lames clapotaient à son avant. (Vingt mille lieues sous les mers, 2e partie, chapitre III)
today in sentences that would have made me weep quietly into my dictionary if i had read them a year ago before jules verne expanded my marine vocabulary by ~1700%.
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