#excerpt of my writing

[aiyexayen]

[hello this is sky i am anon bc deepestbluesky is a sideblog sorry i have to constantly do this.] you have so many cool wip ideas from these titles!! i am LOOKING at ALL OF THEM!!!! i have to ask about zishu/qianqiao mask and about dnd campaign, though :D

no worries! and hello, friend!

so, XD dnd campaign is the trope of "word of honor as a dnd campaign" and the actors as the players. i've always wanted to do one of those types of au's and shl seems like a great candidate. ye baiyi has such dm npc energy, and i love the idea of some of wenzhou's issues rippling out into the 'real world' of the players and causing fights. it's also a really great way to recontextualise the near-tpk ending and let everyone rewind and make up a new one for maximum fix-it vibes.

i don't have a decent snippet of this one rn (if you want a snippet for a different one feel free to ask again lol)

meanwhile, mask is the premise of: what if zishu was more properly disguised that night he snuck into yueyang pai, as one of their disciples, and at the same time qianqiao was disguised as the ghost of a woman that disciple had wronged, out to lure him in for revenge. and so they meet, each wearing a different face using the same disguise techniques from the same shifu.

excerpt:

Far be it from Zhou Zishu to stand in the way of a woman's revenge. Other people's mistakes are theirs to make. He just wishes he hadn't been caught in the middle of it, wearing the wrong face and leaving the real target sleeping peacefully in his bed.

He can leave this woman on the ground and walk away, ending this right now, or he can rip his mask off and call her bluff as a ghost.

Before he gets a chance to decide, the nails in his body decide for him; it's the wrong time of night for this kind of exertion, however minimal.

One stumble throws him off and he crumples to the ground as spasms wrack his body. He looks up, trying to focus on the dark surroundings through the haze of pain to find an exit path but he's met with the woman's face, coming into view at supernatural speed.

A ghost after all?

He hardly has time for the thought before her mouth is on his and she's kissing him, hard. For the way the lipstick smears and her breath blends into his, for the way she grabs his face to keep it still and presses herself closer, for the way fingertips slide through his hair and fluttering silk brushes across the skin of his neck, there's shockingly little passion. It is, in fact, the single most efficient kiss Zhou Zishu has ever experienced. Thorough, businesslike, coating his mouth in the waxy taste of makeup and--

Oh. He hasn't tasted lipstick in a very, very long time. He hasn't tasted this particular sedative in nearly as long.

Sloppy. Out of practise.

Ex-Tianchuang-shouling indeed.

[fairydrowning]

"Days will pass, and you'll abandon things you were addicted to, and leave someone, and cancel a dream, and finally, accept a reality."

– Nizar Qabbani

[vodkatales]

For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

[writingthethoughtsaway]

“I believed you even when I knew you were lying.”

- S. C. C.

[lucidloving]

All writing by me: @lucidloving

"Prayer for Mercy" // "Letter XVIII" // "For Another Day" // "Letter IV" // "This Could Outlast it All" // "Letter XII" // "Letter in My Drawer" // "Dimples"

[threewordusername]

i never wanted you to leave.

six-word poem.

d.b.a

[asoftepiloguemylove]

i think my body is falling in pieces i think my blood is passing me by

Micah Nemerever These Violent Delights / I.B. Vyache Excerpt 07.01.21 / Silas Denver Melvin excerpt from Grit: A Poetry Collection / Christa Wolf excerpt from Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays / Ethel Cain Family Tree (Intro) / unknown / Fiona Apple Left Alone / Richard Siken The Worm King's Lullaby / Gwen Benaway Holy Wild

i. Micah Nemerever, These Violent Nights

[ "I don't think you've ever felt anything that didn't hurt you. / We've found each other, out of everyone else in the world. Does that hurt, too?" ]

ii. I.B. Vyache, Excerpt 07.01.21

[ "It's time to forgive my hands for being hands. I'm going to hate myself a little less tomorrow. I'm going to hate myself a little less tomorrow." ]

iii. unknown

[ "have you shot a gun? is your blood authentic? is your blood authentic? is your blood authentic? can you prove it to me?" ]

iv. Christa Wolf, Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays

[ "You looked at me / (did you still see me?)" ]

v. Ethel Cain, Family Tree (Intro)

[ "The fate's already fucked me sideways / Swinging by my neck from the family tree / He'll laugh and say, 'You know I raised you better than this' / Then leave me hanging so they all can laugh at me" ]

vi. unknown

[ "I fight. I resist. It doesn't even matter what I resist; there is simply something in me that tends to resist things as they are. I have been fighting since I was very small." ]

vii. Fiona Apple, Left Alone

[ "[Chorus] / How can I ask anyone to love me / When all I do is beg to be left alone?" ]

viii. Richard Siken, The Worm King's Lullaby

[ "Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story." ]

ix. Gwen Benaway, Holy Wild

[ "I am tired of explaining the fire, / it burns because it must." ]

[love-letters-i-never-sent]

[thesewordsaremymusings]

“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”

-m.n.

[impyssadobsessions]

DPXDC Enemy of my Enemy is the Worse "Excerpts" (Part 1?) I have more Ideas

Okay I kepy thinking about the prompt Enemy of my Enemy is the Worse I made LOL- (gonna post excerpts.) Probably wont fully write this.. as much as I like to right now LOL. If this inspires anyone to write, go for it.

"So now what? Going to vivisect me? Experiment? Rip my molecules apart like how my-Mr. Fenton keeps telling me." "Unfortunately, no." Agent K grumbles. "And its dissection, not-" Agent O tries to correct. "I maybe dead-but I'm not THAT dead." Danny rolled his eyes, flashing them at the two men in white. He can't believe any of this is happening. Oh he wished he listened to Jazz.. or Sam or Tuck more. He pulled at his ghost proof bindings, them having him ridiculously buried in the restraints. "Actually, Mr. Phantom, is it? I wanted to talk." Another bald man walks in, his suit notably black. Danny raised his eyebrow unimpressed, "What? Is it the Guys in Black and White now? Not that I'm against it, I'm all for equality, but it does seem a little off brand. I'm guessing the bleach bill is getting too high." Agent O was about to speak out- when the guy in black raised his hand to silence him. This guy only looked slightly amused, which gave Danny the creeps. "Of course not. That'd be ridiculous, though I'm not against inclusivity either. I'm Lex Luthor, and it is my recent interest in ghosts that had allowed the GIW to reach its full potential. " "So another annoying billionaire. Great."

"So you know of me? Perfect, then we can keep this simple. In truth, I am only interested in one ghost in particular." "We can capture him without involving ourselves with this scum-" "This GHOST has not only evaded my notice for YEARS, but has been stealing very valuable technology that would go beyond NASA's comprehension. Though I don't doubt your expertise, it has not come without notice that this particular ghost is seen the most-" Lex flicked his eyes down at Phantom. "With you." Agent K and O unrolled paper from their suits to reveal a picture of Plasmius. "The Wisconsin Ghost." - "Plasmius?!" Danny spoke same time the Agents did. Lex smirked at the Agents then down at Phantom. Danny took a moment to register what was going on before busting out laughing. "Really? What makes you think I'm buddy buddy with Plasmius? He's a total fruitloop and honestly- not surprise. He steals blueprints from my p---Dr. Fentons all the time." "You steal their items as well, if we recall." Agent K raised a brow. "Well-I- Just because- YOU USE THEIR BLUEPRINTS TOO!" "Enough. " Lex starting to sound annoyed, Danny felt like it was a win. Serves bastard right. Man did he hate billionaires. "I've observed your work in Amity Park. If I dare say you are quite similar to many of the masked vigilantes that plague this Earth. Even more heroic in my opinion." Danny was not biting at whatever trick Lex was pulling. Though he didn't miss the skip of his core at being recognized something other than a menace. 'He's lying to you.' he repeated in his head. Pulling on his bindings again to remember the real situation before him.

"That being said, I like you to do as heroes do and capture this criminal, then bring him to me." "Look, thanks for the compliment- but we both know I'm not seen as a hero. So why don't you quit the buttering 'cause I'm not interested in culinary and tell me what's in it for me. Even though I'm barely c-average on the best of days, I'm not dumb. I'm not doing this for free or just some lame you will be spared nonsense. Been there done that." Lex smirked again, "I'll grant you immunity from GIW and you can have your haunt back." "Wait? What?!" "But it took so long to capture him-" "IF you manage to capture Plasmius and bring him to me before GIW can." Danny glanced at the two agents as they puffed out their chests. Cocky. They really think they could capture Vlad? Then painfully reminded himself that they did catch him. "And if I don't agree?" "We DISSECT you and use you for very unethical and highly painful experiments that are legal on subjects like yourself." Agent K happily boast. "Riiiight." Danny clicked his tongue, "Add in that these guys are not allowed to be in a 50 miles radius from Amity and I'll do it." "No-" "Deal."

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Danny looped on back to the entryway as he finished swooping through every room of the manor. "Alright! Come on out Fruitloop! I know you're still here-" Just as Phantom floated down to land, he felt a hard punch in his face that sent him skidding across the room into the wall. "OOF" "Guess I should have seen that com...ming..." Danny rubbed his jaw, turning back to see who punched him. His eyes widening as he recognized the heroes he was facing. "Phantom. We're taking you into custody." "YOU CALLED THE JUSTICE LEAGUE ON ME?!" -----(Fight happens)--- Flash manages to hold Phantom, using his speeding molecules to keep Phantom from phasing through his grip. Danny gritting his teeth as the other heroes ready to capture him. Fine. If he can't phase through, he'll just phase in. Phantom uses his icy breath to freeze everything around them. Superman quickly uses his laser vision to melt the ice covering the room in mist, trying to keep themselves from being frozen. "Flash!" When the mist cleared the was no sign of him. Superman using his hearing to try and locate him- despite guarding his right side, he was kicked into the wall by Flash. Flash's eyes glowing bright green. "Well this is weird." -Proceeds to fight in Flash's body for a moment, until he gets knocked out of it. Danny's on his last legs, thinking he barely done a number on them (Not realizing he had been giving them quite a fight). Danny tries to reason again only to hear Amity Park doing great since GIW involvement. Still he isn't backing down. Even mentions Lex is backing them. He knows its only temporary peace if its really peace at all. Which he suspects is a big farce. Besides the portal still resides in Amity. GIW can't get a hold of that- portal. If he can't make them hear him out, then he'll show them why Vlad isn't just some victim. (Not realizing what Justice League may have already discovered) "Want to know why the number 2 worse billionaire is after Fruitloop?" standing up as the net placed on him burned and electrified him. It hurt so much, but he wasn't ready to quit now. Superman flew out in front of the others to block Phantom as Phantom tackled him. Phantom just uses rest of his strength to crash Superman through layers of floors til they reached the secret lab. Superman flinging Phantom into the other side of the room just as they landed, making him slam into a green tube, shattering it. The netting having dropped to the ground away from him. He coughed, shaking as a white ring dangerously popped around his waist shakily dancing, until Phantom sucked it back in. Not yet. The green ectoplasm from the tube soaking into his skin. His eyes widening as he saw what the green ectoplasm was from, jumping back with a disgust yell. He watched the clone fizzle out. "ALREADY? Really Vlad?" He shook off the creeps. "What is this?" "A Lab, du-UAHHHHHHH-" He found himself being spun around by Flash, and flung into the air where he was lassoed. Wonder Woman yanked on the rope tight, swinging him down into the opposite wall. He really was tired of being walled by them. Batman was quick to cuff him as Superman froze him in place. Danny raised a tired brow, unamused. "Are we chill now?" "No." "Thought so." ---bit more talking. Danny navigating his way through the truth of the lasso before using his wail as his last ditch effort to escape. Manages to escape through the portal as the lab collapses.

[hipsternerd9]

My nights were filled with thoughts of why wasn’t I good enough for you.

[aiyexayen]

what is best friend's squad and hello dolly and healer's hands?

you have a knack for picking out the ones that are the most different from each other lmfao i love that.

best friend squad is an au of the untamed where wei wuxian doesn't go back to cloud recesses with lan wangji--he actually manages to convince lan sizhui and lan jingyi and the other juniors to let him help with their investigation, so they never call in hanguang-jun to help. this is my wei wuxian/lan sizhui/lan jingyi agenda.

excerpt:

Wei Ying is thoroughly ignored. He retracts every charitable thought he's had about Lans since they arrived. "I mean," he says, louder, trying belatedly to infuse eagerness, reliability, into his tone, "you don't need to bother him at all. I can solve the problem." He'll gladly sacrifice his poor-crazy-Mo-Xuanyu image in exchange for not dealing with Lan Zhan. For a second it looks as though they'll continue to ignore him, though, and Wei Ying curses himself for so efficiently becoming unremarkable. How far the great Yiling Laozu has fallen. How far Wei Wuxian, first disciple of his generation, pride of Yunmeng Jiang has fallen. To be slandered and defamed, vilified, cursed for all eternity by everyone he's ever loved? That's one thing. To be tossed aside as totally useless? That grates. Sure, he brought it on himself, but the act is over now. Can't these Lans keep up? But the second-in-command turns to him, then, disdain etched across his sour face. "You? You can solve this problem?" Wei Ying was waffling between thinking of him as the fun one and the rude one, and finally makes up his mind. The nice one is quicker on the uptake, though, and quells his shidi with a raised hand, tilting his head consideringly. "They're your relatives," the Lan says. "Do you know something about what they've been getting involved with?"

meanwhile, hello dolly is a word of honor rpf hello dolly au hfkdfhskfhdjfh i don't have a decent snippet to share right now since it's in the planning stage and kind of on the backburner but i thought it would just be really fun to cast junzhe in an au as a stingy old rich business person and the free-spirited jack-of-all-trades matchmaker hell bent on marrying him.

and third, but far from last, healer's hands is a character study of wen kexing and how he uses his hands. in lieu of an actual writing excerpt i will give you a snippet of my breakdown that inspired it, just to shake things up:

it's less "he kills with these hands but when it's time to heal, he's also gentle"

it's less a duality, and more...he kills with the hands of a healer. as much as anything else. as much as he heals with them, as much as he loves with them. he doesn't turn the healer in him off even at his most violent and it shows.

he knows how to channel energy very, very well through his hands. he's extremely aware of them and how they interact with the world. his primary tool and primary weapon, more than even his fan. it's not accidental or unconscious. it's very deliberate.

he knows what energy to push through them to snap a neck or to cradle it, he knows how to play music and warm a flask of jiu. he automatically reaches to check for a pulse, to check meridians, to channel healing qi. and it's all part of the same thing--that fine-tuned hyper-awareness, specifically of his hands and the myriad ways they can affect those around him.

he makes things very personal. he doesn't shy away from intimacy even in violence. he accepts it, relishes it. he turns that ease and efficiency with which healers learn to touch and he flips it around, taking the tools and skills of his parents' legacy, the future that zhen yan should have had, and using it!! the only way he could in the place he grew up!!!

[fairydrowning]

"Do you understand? When I am done telling you these stories, when you're done listening to these stories, I am no longer I, and you are no longer you. In this afternoon we briefly merged into one. After this, you will always carry a bit of me, and I will always carry a bit of you, even if we both forget this conversation."

– Hao Jingfang, "Invisible Planets," in Invisible Planets: Contemporary Chinese Science Fiction in Translation, tr. & ed. Ken Liu

[vodkatales]

How can we be allowed to feel so much for people who don't feel anything for us?

[bloodmoon-archive]

— Carolina Outcrop

[writingcircus]

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