#heads up seven up

[theunboundwriter]

Hey Writeblr!!

Could you please interact with this post if it's alright to tag you in tag games?

I always struggle with knowing who to tag lol (and if we're not already mutuals feel free to interact as well!)

[ahordeofwasps]

Heads Up Seven Up/Last Line

I've been tagged by the terrific @chauceryfairytales and @isherwoodj! Thanks for the tags! I'll be sharing the last seven lines I wrote Crying Wolf.

But first, the no pressure tags! I'll be tagging @afoolandathief, @amewinterswriting, @blind-the-winds, @space-writes, @by-allison-kai, @autumnalwalker, and open tag!

Now, onto Crying Wolf!

Wotan snatched up another piece of bread and shoved it into his mouth before he could respond with “left.” If he lost Grav’s touch and floated up into the sky, he would be happy with that. The worst part was that he had failed to fall out of love. If he had, then there wouldn’t be any sting to his bumbling and he could just laugh it off as being part of his “charm.” But he couldn’t; he just felt like a fool. A fool who had to get ready to fight a skin-wearing dæmon. At the time, Wotan would have rather took on the dæmon. He would later have a different opinion on the matter.

Crying Wolf taglist: @sarandipitywrites

[revenantlore]

I have a heads up 7 up from @oh-no-another-idea and @ashfordlabs so I’m going to lump those together for these twelve lines from neon bloodlust

Nokia decides to cross [his arms] over his chest but doesn’t get that far because she detaches herself from him with an obscene pop and drags her lips over the skin of his inner thigh.

Which might be hot in some circumstances, but there’s a burning sting followed by an agonizing puncture of teeth in his flesh.

Not teeth.

Fangs.

Jagged, sharp, digging deep into his thigh.

“What the fuck—”

She raises her head to look at him, eyes swallowed by the same red that paints her lips and chin in blood.

Blood.

His blood.

It oozes thick and wet down her chin, splattering the asphalt underfoot, and Nokia loses his balances in a wave of vertigo. Tumbles forward, vision wavering in shades of blue, green

redredredred

black.

and i’ll tag @andyswritings , @bardicbeetle , @cwritesfiction , and @dyrewrites

[lipglossanon]

While I work on my WIPs (and I’m much slower these days as the writing bug isn’t as strong), I’m going to be reblogging one Leon fic a couple of times a day, starting with the OG: Corrupt Cop 🤭

This way new people may find something they haven’t read yet or maybe for long timers, it’ll be like an oh yeah I liked this one! So yeah, thanks for hanging around and being cool 😉

[author-a-holmes]

Heads Up, Seven Up Tag Game

Thank you for the tag @coarsely <3

Rules: Share seven recent lines you've written. Tag up to seven people (Or more, or less, Whatever you're comfortable with ^_^)

Gonna share some from Darkling today, so I'll pop it under a cut so that people can avoid spoilers.

And if this doesn't FEEL that close to the end of the story, that's because it's not. I've been working on adding an extra chapter between the current chapters 12 and 13 ;-)

Tagging forward to; @authoralexharvey @sleepyowlwrites @amewinterswriting @talesofsorrowandofruin @isabellebissonrouthier @cwritesfiction @theunboundwriter

And anyone else who wants to play, consider this an open tag ^_^ <3

“Then you must learn to fight as a vampire would.” “I’m about as good at that as [Redacted] is!” Booker snapped, and Lizzy flinched, surprised at the bitterness to his voice and although Olwen didn’t recoil the way Lizzy had, she went very still. One eyebrow arched slowly, and Booker backed down almost immediately, running both hands through his messy hair. “You want to place a blade in my hand and teach me to kill,” Booker muttered, and Lizzy’s breath caught as the pieces began falling into place. “And I… I can’t even lie and say I want you to. I don’t.” “Booker?” Lizzy asked softly, waiting until he looked at her, before reaching out unsteadily to touch his mind.

[coraleethroughthelookingglass]

Heads Up, Seven Up!

I was tagged by @somebirdortheother to share seven sentences of my writing. Thank you!!!!!

I’ve been working on my Roman fic, so here’s a little bit from that;

“Aurelia,” he hummed once, then again, his breathing slowly evening out. “Why didn’t you go to Eboracum like we agreed?”

“I couldn’t leave without you,” she said plainly, though her reasons felt obvious. Eboracum was a big city, a place to disappear, Galadriel would have never forgiven herself if she’d left and he couldn’t find her again. Or Celeborn did instead and she was dragged back north, kicking and screaming, for the sake of the child.   

Halbrand muttered something guttural under his breath that she didn’t understand, sighing as she traced the healing cut that ran through his left brow and down to the corner of his eye. “This better not be another dream.”

no pressure tagging @myfavouritelunatic @demonscantgothere @hazelmaines @eowyn7023 @theriverwild @starbound-wanderer @somebirdortheother (pinging it back at you 😃)

[mysicklove]

hope there isnt any opps on here, but just wanted to let you all know that i cheated every single time i played pin the tail on the donkey bc mello never takes Ls

[little-peril-stories]

Heads Up, Seven Up

Thanks @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tag! (Post here.)

Gently tagging (no pressure!): @cupandquillcafe @tryingtowritestuff24 @awritingcaitlin

Rules: post the last seven lines you wrote! Then tag others!

From The Queen of Lies:

“You can’t be serious,” he said. “You’re fucking lying.” This was Colette; she should have snapped at him about such an accusation. Should have demanded his respect, because didn’t he trust her information? Did she look like a liar to him? When had she ever given him reason to believe she would mislead him on something as important as this? But she just shook her head.

[winterandwords]

Heads Up Seven Up

Thanks to @oh-no-another-idea for the tag!

These lines are from Spin Cylinder (Brett's POV)...

Now your fingers tighten at my throat. You push me back against the wall hard enough that I’m dreaming of a concussion and you hold me like you’re trying to drown us both. And this. This is one of my favourite things about you. How you can go from casual conversation to crushing my pulse in hungry fingers with total detachment in your eyes. You watch me like an experiment and you touch me like you’re ending my life and saving it all at once. And maybe it’s destruction that binds us more than anything else.

Tagging @wordwings, @kaylinalexanderbooks and @afoolandathief if you'd like to do it, with an open tag for anyone else who wants to share seven lines from their WIP 💙

[space-writes]

heads up 7 up

tagged by @oh-no-another-idea this time, thank you! have 7-ish lines from claws, wherein Holly has finally met Vivien and is chewing Rainier out about it:

“He gets you,” Holly says, rolling her eyes. “Which just means he does whatever you want and tells you how wonderful you are because he doesn’t know any better because he’s nineteen and you’re almost forty!” “Easy on the almost, Holls.” Rainier presses a palm to his chest. “I’m not that close to the grave yet. He’s an adult. Just because he looks young—” “He is young! You are a fully grown man—though goddess knows you refuse to act like one—and he’s a baby. Did you even check he was legal before you stuck your tongue in his mouth?”

no-pressure tagging @andromedaexists @serenanymph and @sam-glade this time

claws taglist: @belovedviolence @foxboyclit (ask to be +/-)

[dyrewrites]

Heads Up Seven Up

Tagged by @illarian-rambling here

I is tagging @words-after-midnight @winglesswriter and @thebejeweledwatercat =P

I swear it's seven lines...

Too quick it was, as if those Hunters were nothing more than the weary soldiers we encountered from time to time—who came to us injured. I worried for the crew’s training then, if there was more at work in it, secrets perhaps. Yet I had no time to truly dig, to question. As the final Hunter was screaming on the other end of the ship... “Demons! They’re all fucking demons!” He howled with how quickly Nico disarmed him—literally, that, and I winced at the sight when I reached them—but while the mountain of a man trembled he made no attempt to flee. “Yes, our demons,” I whispered, savoring the sharp breath and failed turn before what poured from his empty socket puffed too sweet. Dropping my sword, I latched to his shoulder as the ragged screams singing behind us died away and the grand dome above popped—showering the deck in captured rains.

[ahordeofwasps]

Heads Up Seven Up/Last Line Tag

I've been tagged by the excellent @autumnalwalker, @chauceryfairytales, @notwritinganyflufftoday, and @space-writes! Thanks for the tags! I'll be sharing the last seven lines (and a bit) I've worked on for Crying Wolf!

But first, the no pressure tags! I'll be tagging @winterandwords, @mary-is-writing, @emelkae, @isherwoodj, @amewinterswriting, @blind-the-winds, and open tag!

Now, onto Crying Wolf!

Security, Maintenance, and Strategy (SMAS, for short) missed humans. It had been 221,376 days since they last saw their best friend, Markus. If SMAS was delusional, they would hope Markus would one day return and they would continue to uphold the glory of the Republic of Atlantia together. But SMAS knew better. Humans could not live longer than 54,800 days. SMAS was alone. But that was not the end of it. Even through superflus, nuclear wars, hurricanes, asteroid impacts, droughts, volcanic eruptions, and even coronal mass ejections, the Republic of Atlantia was eternal. SMAS was eternal. Even if, for all they knew, the humans had gone extinct.

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Heads Up Seven Up

Thanks @gracehosborn for the tag!

Rules: post the last seven lines you wrote! Then tag others!

From The Secret Portal Part Two:

Dr. Asghar sighed, looked at her watch. “It’s about time for everyone to get up. Go wait in the dining hall for Hye-Jin.” “Hye-Jin?” I repeated. “I never mentioned our plans to eat breakfast today.” “We’re a lot more alike than we initially thought,” Dr. Asghar mused. Confused, I slowly left the lab and headed down the hall to the elevator.

Hehehe this makes more sense in context but some may be able to figure it out

Tagging: @theelfauthor @queerfox-tales @annetilney @amnafarooqi @mr-writes @iswearitsforathingimwriting @isabellebissonrouthier @elizaellwrites @27fanficlilies @little-mouse-gardens

[sarandipitywrites]

heads up seven up

@i-can-even-burn-salad tagged me for this one - thank you! go watch Tania torment help Laurent see the error of his ways here

tagging @winterandwords, @cowboybrunch, @loopyhoopywrites, @k--havok, @somethingclevermahogony, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @authoralexharvey, and an open tag for anyone else who wants to share!

another little snippet, freshly-written for the Untitled Cyberwitch WIP. no idea if this will remain V's voice (everything is still very wibbly-wobbly), but damn if this wasn't fun to write.

V pulls a lighter from their pocket: a metal flip-top, old enough that the dragon etched in the chrome is more an echo than an image. They click the flame to life. Smoke coils in their lungs — a harsh, chemical censer — and billows out through the open window. The nightly mist has long evaporated from the seamed metal roof. Cigarette dangling from their lips, V slumps over the windowsill and trails their fingertips along the dark metal. Pinpricks of sunlight scorch their skin — memories of electromagnetic radiation, molecules dancing in ritual prayer. Science and magic and everything in between.

[prettylittlelyres]

Heads Up Seven Up

Tagged by @aziz-reads - thank you!

Käthe is overhearing a conversation - about herself - that her parents are having.

"Every week that passes is another week that the rumours can twist and grow into something gnarled and horrible. Do you know what people are saying about her now?” I guessed Mama shook her head. “No, nor do I,” said Papa, “And that’s exactly the problem.” He and Mama came back into the parlour, and Mama sat down in her armchair again. “I’m sure you heard most of that,” Papa said, “But if you didn’t, the gist of it was that I am doing this for your own good. I want you to be happy. I want you to be settled and stable in a good marriage, where you can have children. Does that make me a bad father?”

I had to go with slightly more than seven lines for context!

Tagging @sleepyowlwrites @concerningwolves @ettawritesnstudies @ellierenae @teashoesandhair @abalonetea and anyone else who wants to join in!

[darkangel319]

Heads up seven up

Thanks for tagging me @winterandwords (here)!

Rules: Share seven lines from your WIP.

His eyes were a blazing gold, a stark contrast against his skin, and they seemed to pierce through me. They were like liquid pools of metal, burning with an intensity that drew me in, mesmerizing and terrifying all at once. I was like a moth to his flame, and I couldn't tear my gaze away. His narrowed gaze focused on the hand that gripped onto me. I felt a shiver of fear run down my spine.  Taliesin.  That was the name that they had called him.

Tagging: @wintherlywords, @melpomene-grey, @calicowrites, @spideronthesun, @mrbexwrites, @americanfemcel, @faeriecinna, @sarandipitywrites and an open tag as always!