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Masterlist of Writing

Oh my goodness this took so long to finish haha! Anyways this is a compilation of everything I've written so far, it will be updated as I go along.

Worldbuilding:

Geography

OCs

Linguistic Post

High Fantasy:

The Holy Crusader (1k)

Honey-cake (1k)

Deer-shade (2k)

A Thousand Lives (1k)

My Worst Nightmare (1k)

Lich-Queen:

Part 1

Part 2

The Oracle and the King

The Godhuntress & the Void:

The End of the World (1k)

The Beginning of the World (2k)

Old Friends (1k)

For Want of a Flower (2k, sequel to Old Friends)

Spirits:

The Spirit Emperor (3k)

No (1k)

Merida (3k)

Snippets:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 8 (Part 7 doesn't exist)

Part 9

Urban Fantasy:

Tituba and the Darkness (1k)

It watched me without eyes (1k)

Impossibility (1k)

Convenience Store Vampire (1k)

Now, now Dearie (1k)

The Wanderer:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Non-fiction:

On Reading

Bird In a Cage

Dawn

Crumpling Butterflies

Expressions

Misc:

Mahogany (IDK what genre, <1K)

God (Sci-fi, 1k)

Spirit of the Hole in the Wall (Horror, 1k)

An Explorer's Log (Sci-fi, <1k)

Heroes (Superhero, 4k)

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Out of Context!

Really I read it wrong at first but I had a funny idea so here we go 😋

I was tagged by @maddstermind here to give an Out of Context Line (thanks!) and by @mysticstarlightduck here to put up an Out of Context WIP poll (also thanks!)!

With the rules for the second one being to post out of context/bad summaries of your WIPs and make a poll for people to choose from.

So since I mixed them up, how about an Out of Context Mix-up!?

Also, since I'm being a weirdo, this is an OPEN TAG, any and all feel free to play!!

Pick an Out of Context line and the winning WIP will get the context for the line posted AND I'll whip out another chapter of it!

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Can You Hear Me?

Lyra is an elf whose home is being invaded. She goes to the fabled tree of life for help and finds silence and rot. But maybe, just maybe, there's life in the silence.

Written thanks to the prompt from @flashfictionfridayofficial! ❤

WC: 769

The smoke billowed behind her. Lyra looked up at the tree, massive and twisting before her. It was as wide as several family houses, as tall as the sky itself.

And it was dying.

“Tree of life,” she muttered to herself. She glanced behind her at the smoke pluming, dotting the sky with blurred smudges in ways never seen before in her home. In her town. Probably not on the planet. They had let the others in…invaders that now seemed intent on destroying what they could not own.

She turned back to it. Stared up, tears in her eyes now. Her wings fluttered angrily as her shoulders began to heave. “Why didn’t you save them?” she asked it. Looked up at the twisting, withering bark, noted the patches of dark rot. “Why didn’t you save any of them!?”

She screamed at the silence, her wings flitting and flapping until she took off into the air, rising and spinning around it’s great girth. It didn’t answer. Of course it didn’t answer. It never answered. Rumors were that if you came here, to the tree that her people swore was the origin of all life on her planet, with a pure heart and a pure mind, it would speak to you. Tell you what you needed to know. Many scholars on their planet had written of it. Many children spoke the tales. A few believers swore they had done it, coming back with stories or song of what the tree told them and how it had been true or right or just.

Many of them now dead.

She swung around it, taking a knife from her belt and yelled, swinging close to the tree and landing on it, her wings keeping her aloft as she swung her blade. Bit into the tree with it. Stabbed it and screamed.

“Why didn’t you keep them alive?!” she screamed. “Why were they allowed to die?! Tree of all life, tree of revival, tree of the ancients, tree of wisdom!” A new mark was added for every false name she’d ever heard of it. Everything that had been brought down by the invaders. There was no mercy for her people from it, no life. No help.

Her blade caught mid-sentence, and she pulled and yanked, but it did nothing. Wings buzzing with fury, she pushed off it into a loop, bringing her feet around with a scream and she pounded the knife with her heels, putting all her weight behind it. The blade sunk up to the hilt, disappearing. Lyra pushed off again and hovered in the air.

Watched as a single drop of something began to leak from the wound.

Felt a horrible fear wash over her.

It was the tree of life. The tree of the ancients…and she had just wounded it.

Wounded it.

“No no no,” she said, zipping up to it. “No, I didn’t mean–” She pressed her hands to the tree and flinched back with a hiss, looking down. At some point in her tirade, she’d cut her hand. Hadn’t even noticed. A smear of the orange goo from the tree’s wound was over her cut, and she watched as the goo sank into the wound. Watched as her skin began to grow over it.

Watched as the cut healed within seconds.

She started. Looked back up at the tree, branches and leaves reaching to the heavens. Watched as they danced, almost as if the great tree was…laughing.

Her knife was dislodged. Shook. Fell out of the tree to reveal a small hollow. Her knife had gotten stuck here because the tree had a…a hole that the bark had grown around. And nestled inside of the small hollow was a bow.

She reached out, the bow almost seeming to call out to her. It came into her hand easily, the wood heavy enough for a good solid arrow but light enough for her to carry. The grip seemed to already be molded to her hand. She held it up as if it were strung, pulling the imaginary string back and lined up an imagined shot, the bow almost seeming to groan and shiver in response to her movements.

It was like this was…made for her.

She stared at the bow.

Stared at the orange goo, still leaking from the tree.

“Deep roots of the mother-tree,” she whispered. Reached out and put her hands into the goo. Peeled back another thin layer of rotted bark, found more of the orange stuff. “You…” she looked up at the tall, ancient tree once more. “...you heard me. Oh mother-tree. You really heard me.”

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Character Voice tag!

thank you @possiblylisle for the tag :)

My line: What are you doing here?

Luna: "Are you lost or something? Pretty sure you're not supposed to be here."

Hans-el: "Do I need to have you defenestrated, or are you capable of leaving on your own?"

Hash: "Hey, just a quick question: Whatcha doing here?" (extremely threatening)

Chris: "Door is that way. Get out before someone sees you."

Tagging @njnetails, @sidhewrites, @bookish-karina, @ashing-blogging, @pluppsauthor, @oliolioxenfreewrites, @italiangothicwriteblr and anyone else who wants to play!

Your line: "Have I met you before?"

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Thanks for the tag @mk-writes-stuff!

Character Interaction Tag

Rules: post the OCs of the people who tagged you and one of your OCs and say how yours would interact with theirs

MK's OC: Belladonna is a noblewoman in her early 20s of a space station floating in the void. She has recently been betrothed to a man she hates and informed that she is going to be replaced as the heir by a new younger sibling she will have soon. Belladonna is a highly anxious, neurotic young woman who holds herself and others whose appearances reflect on her own to an impossibly high standard and punishes herself (primarily via not eating, as she has severe anorexia) whenever these standards aren’t met. She has a kind heart and a clever, incisive mind behind all of her struggles, but years of abuse from her parents have driven her to disbelieve her own value and skills.

My OC: Ivander Montane is a 30 year old corrupt detective from the trade city of Unity. He has blue blood and double-pointed ears, wears fancy suits, and walks with a cane. His estranged family runs the banks of Unity, however he left them years ago, and in doing so, broke a divine contract, which left him cursed to slowly and painfully be transmuted into mist over the course of many years. Personality-wise, he's kind of a privileged shithead. He's got the catty attitude and love of gossip of a middle school girl, and can insult your outfit just as acutely. He doesn't have a sincere bone in his body and is afraid of any form of intimacy. However, deep down, he really just wants a friend and to not be in pain anymore. Show him the slightest hint of compassion and he will crumble. His hobbies include being a hater, fashion, and marksmanship (he's a crack shot with a rune rifle). All in all, he's got the snark of a drag queen, the heart of a lonely noir detective, and a body that's been through a cheese grater.

How they'd interact: Honestly, I think Belladonna and Ivander have a lot to bond over. They're both from abusive, aristocratic familys. They both tend to be effete and neurotic. They both have a complications relationship with power. However, they've also got about a snowball's chance in hell of actually talking these things out. I think Belladonna would be immediately untrusting of Ivander, which isn't a bad move. For his part, Ivander would probably underestimate Belladonna's cunning, seeing only her anxiety. If they ended up as rivals, I think they'd play some absolute mindgames with each other. Death Note level shenanigans. If they ended up as allies, I think Ivander would see a lot of himself in Belladonna. He'd encourage her to reach her potential, to not care what her family thinks, and to curb her self-destructive tendencies, as he knows what roads that can lead down. He'd also 100% try to set her and Cassie up, likely recruiting Nellie to help. Probably though, Ivander would just end up as some weird information broker Belladonna knows and trades witty banter with. Cassie would probably end up throwing him into a wall like undercooked pasta for being a shit.

Thanks again, hope you like this one! I'll tag @kaylinalexanderbooks @somethingclevermahogony @tinywater @pluppsauthor and anyone else who wants to play :)

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QUICK!

Post a snippet that you're super proud of!!

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(warning for gore and cannibalism ahead)

This bit's from the Lich-Queen!

Placing his heart to my lips, I kissed it lovingly. My tongue delved into the gaping arteries, devouring it. Tangy flavour exploded on my tongue, and I basked in its divinity.

Was there any act more intimate than cannibalism? I could not think of anything. Those haunted sockets of his, mouth hanging slack, gory and broken beyond repair, held a bond deeper than any ring or vow. This was true love.

I threw my head and laughed. Snapping my fingers, I severed my magic and his bonds at once. My love fell like a ragdoll, discarded and worthless. The ghouls would fix up all the remnants and serve it to my guests.

As I began walking away, the last dregs of my humanity compelled me stop. I turned back, grabbed the hollow of his throat lightly, and whispered, “Have your eternal peace, my love. ‘Tis the least you deserve.”

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Awesome!!! 🎉🎉

Soo... Guess who just submitted her first short story for publication?

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Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.

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writeblr how do we make art fight but for writeblrs to just smash each other's ocs around for an entire month asking for a friend

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Anyone else out there randomly have a dream where your OC is interacting with another writeblr's OC?

Asking for a friend.

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OC Interview Tag

Thank you so much for the tag, @kaylinalexanderbooks!!!! (here)

I'll go with Nimwen from Of Starlight and Beasts because I don't think I've done one of these for her yet!

Are you named after anyone?

"I was named after my paternal grandmother. My parents' marriage was severely looked down upon by my mother's side of the family, because Dad wasn't of noble birth. They decided to choose the name because it was a nice keeping my grandma's memory alive but also a little bit as a way to stick it to my maternal grandparents. Her relatives never really got over their union, and didn't rest until they got the King himself - who was apparently a family friend - to annul my parents' marriage. Her family then arranged for Mom to marry some random noble from a 'proper House' - despite her protests - and cast my father and I out of their social circle."

When was the last time you cried?

"Hmm. That's uh... quite the question, isn't it? Very personal all of the sudden, y'know (her hands squirm and she laughs awkwardly). Let's just say... I have nightmares, and some of them are more... severe than others and sometimes end up crying because of it. I had one recently. I won't go into detail about the dreams though - that's not for you to know. Only Scarlet knows, and even he doesn't know the extra gory details."

Do you have kids?

"Certainly not! I'm barely a grownup and I don't think I should be left in charge of anyone other than myself - Scarlet is always going on like (she mimics her adoptive brother's voice and tone) 'why don't you take care of yourself?' or 'didn't you think this through before doing it? Again, Nim?', so maybe I perhaps might not be the most responsible person to grace this earth. I know, shocking. (giggles). But in all seriousness, I have far too much going on in my life to even think about something like that in the coming years - unless you count my friend Syp as a kid, because he's the youngest of our bunch and is always following me like a little shadow."

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

"No, not really. I'm usually too nervous about hurting someone's feelings or being misunderstood in what I'm trying to say or causing a mess, to the point that I somehow end up just fumbling over my words and making a fool out of myself. Scarlet is the king of sarcasm though, he always knows what to say or how to come up with a sarcastic quip at the right timing. I'm not that lucky (laughs awkwardly). He says I'm fine the way I am and that I don't need to change to be like others, but I do wish I was more eloquent like him."

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

"If they're dangerous or could be a potential threat. I've learned the hard way not to trust too many strangers and still struggle with a lot of... ghosts from my past, per se, looking to strike me down so I've got to be on the lookout for anyone that looks like they could work for the King or the Royal Guard. I also notice their stance and if I can use the terrain around us to my advantage to escape if need be."

What’s your eye colour?

"Dark blue, like my Mom's! I've got Dad's long strawberry blond hair to remember him by though, so that's nice. It's like I've got a little bit of both of them with me at all times - which is comforting, and sad, and a little bit weird. But nice."

Scary movies or happy endings?

"Happy endings, happy endings all the way! I hate scary stories - there's enough terror, and gore and violence and hatred in our world, why should we be subjected to those things in the very fiction that is meant to let us escape it? I hate when the other kids in our bunch start telling horror stories when we're gathered around the campfire - it usually leaves me up all night thinking about it! I know this is probably very silly of me. But I still don't like scary stories one bit and I will keep not liking them until the end of time itself because I don't like being scared."

Any special talents?

"I'm very good at hiding - when your the daughter of someone who was executed for treason he didn't commit, you learn to hide like your life depends on it, because it really does. Scarlet has also taught me how to shoot the bow and arrow, and I'm... average at it. If I really, really focus I can hit close to the target of my choice, or even hit the target itself if I'm lucky, but if I have to do so whilst moving that arrow is missing the target by a mile. I also know how to sew and embroider, as well as play the harp, which are things my father taught me when I was a child and I haven't really done in a while, so I wouldn't know whether or not I'm still any good at it."

Where were you born?

"I was born in the city of Sylla - which used to belong to another kingdom but was annexed by Tirawen around forty years ago. My Mom comes from a long line of Tirawenian nobles, who moved to Sylla when she was a child because they were given land - a lot of land - in the conquered terrioty by the royal family. My Dad came from a local family of much humbler standing, and he'd risen in the ranks of society by pursuing a career as dyplomat. It didn't end well, as you probably already realized."

Do you have any pets?

"Scarlet has a pet hawk called Arrow! I consider it my pet as well. My brother has trained Arrow to carry messages for us and to hunt. Sometimes he also sends it to scout terrain ahead to check if it's safe for us to pass. Arrow is the most adorable, cutest little bird of prey you'll ever hope to meet! He loves snacks and always chirps happily when you pet his feathers!"

What sort of sports do you play?

"Oh, many! The other kids in our little group of 'outlaws' are always coming up with new things to spend our time doing, so I'm never bored! If anything I'm the opposite. I'm also very good at running, climbing and jumping! And as I mentioned I have a passable knowledge of archery."

How tall are you?

"I would say average height, I never really put much thought into measuring my height, but I seem to be somewhere in the middle between tall and short. Scarlet is very, very tall, so I don't think he counts as a comparison, but my height is similar to that of most of our friends."

What was your favourite subject in school?

"... I uh, didn't really get to attend any of the schools and academies of the kingdom. With the whole 'my dad getting beheaded for treason' ordeal happened when I was really young so I didn't really get a chance. But I think I would've liked to attend the royal academies - I used to love books!!! I still do, but there aren't many opportunities to read when you're living in the forests as an outlaw."

What is your dream job?

"Okay, now, don't laugh, but when I was a little kid I used to dream of growing up to be a pirate - I loved reading tales about pirate adventures and the sort, and couldn't wait to see the ocean one day. I even got a cute little pirate costume for my sixth birthday! But I do realize now real life pirates probably aren't really that nice though. Nowadays I would say my dream job is to become something like a physician or an apothecary - I would love to help more people, especially those who don't have the means to afford healing, because the kingdom all too often tends to forget they exist."

Tagging (gently, no pressure):@steh-lar-uh-nuhs @inky-duchess @late-to-the-fandom @eccaiia, @willtheweaver @littleladymab @cabbojage @lassiesandiego @little-peril-stories @oh-no-another-idea @thepeculiarbird @rickie-the-storyteller @crowandmoonwriting @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @gummybugg @forthesanityofstorytellers @doublegoblin @aalinaaaaaa @starlit-hopes-and-dreams @elshells @clairelsonao3 @anyablackwood @tabswrites and OPEN TAG

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Personality through quote

Thanks to @elsie-writes here and here and @leahnardo-da-veggie here!

Rules: have your OCs respond to a given prompt then give the people you tagged a prompt

Got long, below the cut :)

[A quote about feelings]

Lexi: "I have a lot of feelings...they all are pretty intense. Every emotion is like that for me. When I'm happy, I'm ecstatic, exhilarated. When I'm sad, it's like I'm depressed. I get just a little stressed and my anxiety flares up, and I start crying. It's a lot, honestly."

Maddie: "Feelings are fine and cool, I guess. I like my feelings toward Lexi and Kelsey. Don't really like my feelings toward someone like Brycen. Not sure how I feel for others, though. They like me, which is cool. I dunno. Feelings are super weird."

Ash: "I think I'm starting to understand feelings of others better now that I've discovered my telepathy. It's interesting, seeing how I experience other's emotions. It gets a little metaphorical. Fascinating stuff."

Gwen: "I mean, Lexi was once upset and I was sent to comfort her because I was apparently the most empathetic there. I'd say I'm in touch with my emotions. I get a little too emotional at times. I hold back a lot more than people think, though."

Robbie: "Dude, feelings are kinda dope. Like our brain just feels sad and our chest physically hurts. Doctors can't explain it. [Pause] Okay, both of my parents are doctors and they kinda can, but it's cool regardless."

Akash: "Huh. Well, it's important to feel feelings, and it took me a while to face them. I'm good now, though. I think it's important to face them."

Jedi: [silent for too long] "Well, *rubs back of neck* "I like to...think of myself as someone in touch with his own emotions...."...*nods*

Carmen: "No."

[A quote about their thoughts on NFTs and/or cryptocurrency]

None of these guys would like it but this is a fun prompt!

Lexi: "Isn't crypto a scam? I don't like the idea of that. Just stick to regular money."

Maddie: "NFTs don't make any sense. Just right-click the image. Downloaded."

Ash: "Honestly, I feel like owning an image sounds fun in a silly way, but I'm not that reckless with my money. Would rather spend it on tangible things."

Gwen: "I'm uncomfortable with the idea of people charging you to own an image, fake money or not. I mean, why not make actual art?"

Robbie: "Oh my God did you see the NFT ape movie? Dude, it's so bad. I can't believe there are people this stupid."

Akash: "Not only is it unethical, it literally makes no sense. The money isn't real? Why would you do that? Like, have you looked at the value of crypto?"

Jedi: [intently listening to someone explain crypto and NFTs] "Well, now that is just ridiculous. How in the world do they expect to regulate that?" [A few more minutes of baffled rambling]

Carmen: [also had to have someone explain it to her, but she interrupted more] "Are you kidding me?! Is stupidity a common genetic trait among Ceters?!" [More ranting]

[A quote about remembering the ones they lost]

Well uh I'm not gonna go into any major spoilers so I'm gonna expand the meaning to more than just death.

Um, gradually gets sadder because my first few have not experienced their main trauma yet >:)

Lexi: "Oh, I had so many friends in elementary school! I mean, I still have a lot of friends, but I miss those who went off to different intermediate schools. It's okay, though! I found them on social media, and a couple had phones by fifth grade. I should totally hook up with them again! Thanks for asking!!"

Maddie: "I guess Brycen. He was my friend before he became a jerk. I would like to be friends with him again. Like, then him before he was a jerk."

Ash: "I miss the friendship I had with Shelby. I don't know why, it was literally only for a week or two. But there was...something about her friendship that sucked me in. I still have Lexi, so I think I'll be okay. Then there's my ex-stepdad, Frank. He was sometimes fun. Toward the end he became rude. Before that, though. I miss when I felt like he was a dad, I guess."

Gwen: "My grandfather died when I was very young. He was amazing, though, and I am just glad I remember him. He read stories to me and played with me. And then there's my cat, who we lost a few months ago. She was really sick. I still miss her."

Robbie: "God, I miss Lalika, Akash's mom. She was basically a second mom to me. I talked so fast around her as a kid. She was just starting to learn English when we met, so I don't know if she got everything, but she would always smile and laugh when I did, paying attention to my emotions so she could respond appropriately. But I also loved to read aloud my favorite books to her, so I helped in that regard I guess. She went to all my plays. She made sure to get something for my birthday, and Sam's, separate from Akash's gift. She was amazing."

Akash: "My mom. Every day, I miss her. It's...hard to move past it, I guess. She would listen to you. I still remember her songs that she'd sing, and I still listen to them. She loved taking pictures and filming everything, which I am so grateful for now. She fought for me, when the school district dug their heels in about something. Made sure I had everything I needed to succeed. She was the best."

Jedi: "My mother fought for me my entire life. She pushed to get me an accelerated academic program, fought to drag me and my sister to a better place where I could thrive. Fought my father when he...let us say, went too far. She was fiercely protective. I owe her my life. I just wish I could have repaid her."

Carmen: *scoffs* "I knew Atsila my whole life. Why wouldn't I miss her?" [Yeah sorry that's all you're getting out of her]

Tagging @dyrewrites @ceph-the-ghost-writer @elsie-writes @mk-writes-stuff @aalinaaaaaa @sam-glade @thebejeweledwatercat @winterandwords @mysticstarlightduck @somethingclevermahogony + anyone else ;)

Prompt: A quote about a weird habit they/someone else has.

TSP intro

TSP tag list (ask to be +/-): @thepeculiarbird @illarian-rambling @televisionjester @finchwrites

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OC Pokemon Team!

Tagged by @bloodlessheirbyjacques here and Thank You because this is fun lol

Assigning Pokemon to OC's (to combat writer's block) tag game. I used this Pokemon team-builder

So I only did three, but they're my three mains 😁 (Full disclosure, I stop knowing which Pokemon are what after like, the third region so some of them I just picked on visuals only lol)

Becks (half-earth sprite with a dark streak)

Rod (magician, thief, overall trickster)

Lyra (Elf princess with wings and antlers and earth magic)

No pressure tagging: @anulithots @bassguitarinablackt-shirt @alnaperera @galactic-mystics-writes @myancientmars @serotoninshift

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Last line tag! Again!

Thanks to @talesofsorrowandofruin again! Tagged me here, thanks!

Been mostly working on worldbuilding still/again, sooo...

-Primary Resources: -Sheer leather/Fins (flying fish/grashoppers) -Scales (flying fish) -leather (octopi) -Shells (muscles) -Light (snowflies/cave plants) -Crystals (flower formations) -Fragrance (orchirds)

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Going to go with an Open Tag today! Have fun, and tag me if you take it up!

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Out of Context!

Really I read it wrong at first but I had a funny idea so here we go 😋

I was tagged by @maddstermind here to give an Out of Context Line (thanks!) and by @mysticstarlightduck here to put up an Out of Context WIP poll (also thanks!)!

With the rules for the second one being to post out of context/bad summaries of your WIPs and make a poll for people to choose from.

So since I mixed them up, how about an Out of Context Mix-up!?

Also, since I'm being a weirdo, this is an OPEN TAG, any and all feel free to play!!

Pick an Out of Context line and the winning WIP will get the context for the line posted AND I'll whip out another chapter of it!

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Hi clarity

I'm hugging you! Which of your blorbos needs a hug the most, and will you give it to them?

Hi Sleepy!

Normally I'd say Becks lol, but atm whenever she needs hugs she winds up getting them from her fam.

So that this point I'd have to say the answer is probably Rod. He's...going through some things. I personally doubt I'll give him one, but someone might. Really only one person's hug will be The Hug He Needs and that'll come around...eventually. Probably.

...

Hopefully.

Also here's a hug back!!!