but i'm doing a thing! a meme thing i suppose

fabxloxsasxka asked:


Send me ✔ and I will bold my preferences for your muse!

My muse(s): Manjoume Jun

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse (  It’s like the same verse more or less since it’s the same series so like looks off in 2 the distance ) | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other

I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

Fic Meme

Thank you, @senselessverses and @theonewithoutaclue, for the tag! (I do hope it was for the same meme…right? Also, sorry about the delay, my hand’s been giving me grief, and so my computer time’s been limited…obviously, as I can’t even be sure if these are both the same meme. *hangs head and returns home under the rock*)

The rules are as follows: go to page 7 of a WIP, skip to the 7th line, share 7 lines (or however much you want) and tag 7 more writers to continue the challenge.

So I have this multi-chapter story in the works. I’ve had it in the works for almost two (2!) years and I haven’t updated it in almost a year (I know, oh my goodness, shame on me). Now, I may have finished the first draft of the last chapter yesterday. Here’s two sneak peeks from the penultimate chapter to celebrate ( I cheated and did the this twice with different formatting, shh).

A tendril of smoke curled from beneath his feet and rose to the ceiling, joined by another one, and one more cloud, until columns of acrid blackness were swirling all around him. Robin clapped his hands over his ears as shrill cries tore through the air. He could see nothing now but smelled burning flesh, his throat full of smoke. He dropped to his knees and crawled on, coughing and sputtering while he felt his way forward.

It ended abruptly, like a snuffed candle.

If she’d hoped to hear from them, catch the faintest sign of activity on either side, she’d be disappointed, for no such indication ever reached her. Perhaps that was all for the best. If they managed to accomplish the tasks by stealth, their escape route would be clear and Regina might even retain the advantage of the element of surprise. With luck, there would be no casualties.

Fool. Yes, it was a bold expectation. Yes, it was naive. Perhaps useless, even. This universe was either to be undone shortly, or would remain forever, in which case it would see horrors of such scale that a few dead guards would pale in comparison. Still, it would be preferable.

Tagging you, insecure writer who has a hard time thinking of themselves as such and gets butterflies just at the thought of publishing their work (although isn’t that true for all of us?).