#memento vivere snippet

[trixierosewrites]

Snippet Sunday

“So,” Walsh began. “You want a story that outclasses yourself. Something grand, perhaps?”

“Yes,” Hugh agreed, frowning at her. “Your point?”

“What’s more grand than the kidnapping of a famous author, a famous actor, the former Prime Minister, a princess, a notorious criminal, and whoever the other guys were?”

“I wouldn’t kidnap people for a story.”

“You need to make a dramatic comeback,” Walsh said, relishing in her story as she made it in her head. “Oh, this is better than the last River’s Waltz book!”

“Wouldn’t you need a story?” Hugh hissed.

“No? I have my own ideas. I write fiction. You’re out there hot on the scene of real life events because you are restrained by real life! You have to talk about things that are real. You have to make things real.”

hi guys! i’m back for now :) here’s another bit from memento vivere :3

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[alexandia03]

✨share something you are working on that makes you happy or you’re proud of✨

thank you to @essjaywrites and @siobhanbooks for tagging me

Because I have so many WIPs atm and no clue which one will get posted next... here are some snippets from the ones I kept thinking about while I was cleaning the house lol

GAWG

“Because he's done it before. You asked him if he were a knight yesterday and you were pretty close. He's a hero, the real deal.” And the cocky bastard would never let me forget saying all this – not that I would ever say all this to his face, the fucking peacock. “And he's given us his word, Jules. In all the years I've known him he never broke his promise to me once.”  Well, he did promise to save me a piece of cake at Xaden's 6th birthday and other such small misdeeds, but that doesn't exactly reflect well on the image I am trying to paint for him to reassure our niece. 

Healing Our Loud (Quinn POV)

“At least it means we will never be alone again,” I find myself saying. Maybe this is why I actually wanted to become a rider, maybe the lonely kid in me craved the camaraderie and having such a bond – unbreakable and permanent. For as long as I live, I will have someone always in my corner, no matter what.

Healing Out Loud (Garrick POV)

“It’s something I started doing after the Apostasy, in foster care…” She draws a deep breath as she explains this. “I don’t remember how it started, maybe it was because I was feeling lonely or because I missed them… maybe a mix of those reasons and Malek knows what else… but I started talking to Braelyn and mom. I don't know if the dead can hear us or if they stick around in whatever form, but I liked to pretend I could still talk to them. It was usually Braelyn and my mom, but there were nights when I would talk to Derik or my uncle…”

Memento Vivere (Chapter 2 - Rewritten) - also biggest snippet because it deserves it

“You are a lot of things, Imogen. But helpless isn't one of them.” She puts down the jar with salve for burns and looks at me, her brown eyes soft, but shining with that defiant and steely determination that I always see in Braelyn's too. That I wish I had as well. “When you were little… whenever you got scared, you might back away for a second, but you would march right up to whatever was scaring you. You'd stare it down until it went away or until you understood it.”  “I don't remember it like that,” I grumble, lowering my gaze to the ground because the weight of her praise and that look in her eyes… I don't deserve it.  “I do. I remember that day Gerard found you and your friends had broken into the armory and played with real blades when you were… what? Six? He screamed until he was as red as Callan Durran's dragon and he could be heard all the way to the other side of Riorson House,” She reminisces as if it were a funny memory – not like she followed Mr. Tavis's lead with a lecture of her own afterwards. “The boys started bargaining and pleading with him and when he threatened not allowing you all to see each other for a month they were on the verge of tears.” Well, Bodhi actually started crying at that, but I don't interrupt my mom. “But not you. My scrawny six years old was glaring down the second highest ranked general in Tyrrendor the entire time.”

And there is this little side project that is... well, let's just call it Assassin AU

Next to me, Quinn is feeding her falcon, Ishtar, little pieces of meat I have no intention of inquiring about the origin of. She doesn’t even pry her eyes away from the bird as she elbows me in the ribs to get my attention, “They are talking about you,” Quinn whispers, not stopping from preening Ishtar's feathers. She has always been able to pay attention to boring things better than me.  With a sigh, I let myself slide off the high ledge by one of the stained glass windows, our favorite place to watch these meetings from – perfect for observing the entire room without being seen. 

Tagging (no pressure): @xadensbiceps @alltoowellread @tegantales @copperfirebird

[pencilofawesomeness]

I'm curious. How about a little snippet from the Fairy Tail FMA AU?

Ah yes, the server does well to make me remember this one lol. This is Memento Vivere, and the second chapter fell through my floorboard cracks, but I have made progress! I swear lol.

Anyways, here's the start of Chapter 2. The calm before the storm that still needs to be written......

“I’m going to kill you!” “Oh yeah? Then come over here and—ACK!” Gray was not a child. He didn’t find senseless violence amusing. He did, however, laugh when Natsu fell on his ass on the ice-slicked hallway, because Gray was a bit petty. And Natsu deserved it. “Hey, what was that for?” Natsu whined, rubbing his head dramatically like Gray hadn’t seen him take a boot to the face without flinching before. “For taking my muffin, dumbass,” he retorted, crossing his arms. “Seriously, how many did you eat? Five?” “There’s always extras! And it’s almost eleven o’clock! If you sleep in, you forfeit Muffin-Monday rights!” “All that food, and none of it goes to your brain.” “When I turn this corner, I would like to see a normal hallway,” came a tired voice, and in that instant, he and Natsu were on the same page. Gray slammed his palms together and evaporated the ice, while Natsu scrambled upward to straighten the end table. “It’s a totally normal hallway,” Natsu promised. “Uh-huh. Whatever you say.” Colonel Atlas Flame was a sensible man, but not particularly confrontational. The monotone glare they each received, lacking in malice, ensured that he absolutely knew what they had been doing three seconds prior, but they cleaned up, so he wasn’t going to comment on it. When Gray first met the other colonel of Magnolia, he had wondered if being stationed here had worn him down; then, he realized that Atlas had far more reason to pick his battles so carefully when he had someone as boisterous as General Igneel for a brother. Gray respected Atlas greatly. He also felt sorry for him, most days.

[cryptid-crafted]

oh lawd, the cryptid's craftin'

Hey-ho, writeblr! After some life upheaval and major goal/process restructuring, I'm back (if the profile picture looks familiar, you've got good eyes - I used to be @/goinggremlin).

The Basics:

Alex (he/they)

Late 20s, Midwest USA

Trans man, aroace, AuDHD

On Writing:

My genres: fantasy, horror, sci-fi, occasional contemporary fiction

My influences: Tamsyn Muir, Mark Lawrence, Joe Abercrombie, Robin Hobb, Martha Wells, Yasuhiro Nightow

My favorite themes/tropes/topics/etc: death and rebirth; found family and queerness; "this shit sucks but we stay silly"; body horror; characters with guard dog vibes; "it's rotten work" / "not to me. not if it's you"; banter and witty comedy, esp. as a juxtaposition to The Horrors; trauma and its cycles; shitty people doing shitty things; grumpy (with a heart of gold) x sunshine (with a soul black as night); 2nd person POV

About Me:

I am NOT a writer with any formal training - I'm self-taught, but always interested in learning.

I've been writing consistently for nearly seven years now. I started with fanfiction and over the last year and a half have begun transitioning to more original work.

I'm really bad at interacting consistently, as most of my limited energy goes toward writing. I love sharing resources and prompts, however, and will more often participate in ask games than tag games ❤️ Community is important but I'm most often found on the fringes.

I won't post large chunks of WIP often, because I am slow (but also like privacy during drafting). I will post fun snippets of dialogue or description because I crave validation and am unashamed about admitting that.

I love swapping tips and tricks, or just generally talking about the writing process!

You can also find me on my more fan-focused blog, @thechaoscryptid! I'm a firm believer that transformative work is a valid (even necessary) part of the creative world. You may (will) hear about some of my fanwork on this blog in the context of craft or process.

Published works:

Wintersong (Many Hands, Duck Prints Press, 2024)

It Watches (Cryptid Carols To Sing In the Dark, Memento Vivere Press, 2024 - upcoming)

WIPs:

in that bright and bitter dawn (fantasy novel)

Behind the Blog:

In addition to writing, you'll also hear about cooking and knitting and cat parenting, oh my! I've been passionate about food since I could pick up a knife; knitting is a recent but rewarding hobby I pick at when I need something to do with my hands.

I have three cats (Shino, Rorschach, and Chaos) and two snakes (Jormungandr and Oda).

I work third shift (at a book warehouse!) and am usually pretty brain/pain foggy, so if I space on an ask or tag game...it's not you, it's me.

I fandom hop SO much, largely around the anime scene (Trigun, Naruto, SK8: the Infinity, BNHA, Bungou Stray Dogs...so many more...). I'm also a huge BG3 and FE:3H enthusiast, even though video games aren't usually my go-to.

This year I've been plowing through a lot of fantasy and sci-fi books that I hope to be able to sit down and write down my thoughts about!

I'm also a huge music enthusiast, and listen to a lot of metal and folk music. Favorite bands include (but are definitely not limited to) Sabaton, Fish In A Birdcage, Autoheart, Faun, Delain, and Port Sulphur Band.

That's about it! My ask box is always open (my DMs are not, unless specifically invited please), and I'm looking forward to dipping my toes into the writeblr waters once again.

[goldeneyedgirl]

Is there any chance that Memento Vivere will ever see the light of the day?

Oh no, @flowerslut got to you, didn't she?

There is a good chance, as long as I stop forgetting it exists.

It was initially supposed to be three fics: Memento Mori, Memento Vivere (Alice lives and she and Jasper fall in love), and ??? (Jasper accidentally turns Alice). There was also a one-shot of Jasper's feelings about the whole thing, and then for last year's Whumptober, I started a one-shot if Alice had survived the attack that I never finished.

Then I thought too much and started playing around with things and wondered if maybe it should just be one fic, alternating chapters between if Alice stayed human and if she was changed. I did figure out the vampire Alice plot, but the human Alice plot was just so... so bad. Terrible. It has to rot on my hard drive for the rest of time because it can't be seen by human eyes.

And then I wandered off and forgot about it. But if people care that Alice is still dead in the hole and want a happy ending, I can do that.

You just have to tell me if you want it as one long fic with alternating chapters or two shorter fics. Content stays the same, I just have to come up with a third title and figure out human Alice's story. Because I worry it might get confusing if the chapters alternate, but it also might be a fun way to explore possibilities.

(Jasper's little POV snippet below; that'll be put up as an extra chapter to Memento Mori when it's done.)

“Jasper killed Alice Brandon.”

The words hit Carlisle like I’ve stabbed him. Four plunges of the knife. I see the news sink in, and I can see him go rigid, to resist whatever reaction he wants to have. He swallows hard and nods once. 

“You cleaned up?” he asks, his voice hoarse, and his words directed to Edward.

“Yes. She won’t be found,” Edward affirms. He’s right; her grave is deep in the Olympic National Park, where only the most experience of climbers could get to easily. No hunters would go there, no police dogs could get to the scent. She’ll never be found.

I don’t need Edward’s gift to know that Carlisle is remembering other accidents we’ve had to clean up; the wet, meaty sound as we pulled off limbs to simulate an animal attack; slicing deeply into flesh to mimic ripping; impromptu pyres, and rocks filling the pockets of horror-stricken corpses. 

“What do we do now?” Esme asks. I don’t need to look up at them all. Flavours of shock, grief, frustration, rage, and pity rush to meet me. “We… we can’t leave, not without Bella.” 

Rosalie huffs, Edward growls, and Carlisle is just staring off into space.

“We’ve broken the Treaty,” Carlisle murmured. “We must leave.” 

[non-un-topo]

WIP game

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

Was tagged by @materassassino. Thank you! It's been a minute since I did one of these, and most of these are a lil old. All are tog fics!

Fool's Gold (there are 5 different docs for this one all with various titles so I'm just gonna list the fic title)

immortal soup / cronenberg owns my soul

plague days - The Black Journals

Oblivion

t4t au (Wolf Tooth + more)

King Today / aug. 23

Summerwind

Booker mystery fic - Memento Vivere

burn the midnight oil

Tagging @guarncre @maddielle @polarcell @gallifreyburning and as always, anyone else who wants to share!

[lori0018]

Masterpost

I'm doing a masterpost because I was starting to lose track of my shit.

I'll try to keep it up-to-date.

Fanfic

Most of it is KimChay, unless stated otherwise

Stereotypes are Bulls**t

Angel Mine

need you to believe (series of connected, chronological stories)

Keep Calm and Hop On

"Can I try?" (for kpweek2022 - Day 1) Porsche&Porchay family feels

That's my family 'verse (3 parts story with lots of family feels and brotherly bonding - background KimChay and implied KinnPorsche (from part 2) & ChanNampheung (in part 3))

Kissing You

Game of Survival (Arm & Khun backstory)

Memento Mori, Memento Vivere (Porsche-centric rewrite of the show)

Owner's Manual

Bruises on both my knees (KimPorsche, pre-canon)

Leaps and Bounds

Peek-a-boo, I see you

Famil(y)iar Ghosts (Minor familles bonding, POV Vegas & Chay, mostly Gen with some background ships)

With Abandon (Ingredients x-over, KimChayTops endgame)

What I would do for you (KimChay 3+1 things told in non-linear narrative spanning from 1st date to honeymoon)

The tree that reached for the sea (KinnPorsche) + French translation

Savior Typo (very short DFF fix-it story. Link is to AO3 because I don't think I ever posted it here)

Like a Firework Show (mostly Kittisawat siblings feels with background canon pairings)

Dawn Dreaming (KimChay set during canon early episode 10)

Tropetember master list

You're the One that I Want (Soulmates 5+1 things)

WIP Wednesday

Unnamed "That's my family" sequel (no longer unnamed and no longer a WIP - see above)

Unnamed Ingredients fusion + another snippet of the same story (now named With Abandon and finished)

5+1 Soulmates AU

Related to fanfic

memes inspired by "need you to believe"

"Book covers" for the "need you to believe" series

Music Videos

KimChay - Little Do You Know (short version was made for kpweek - Day 3)

VegasPete - Devil Devil

KimChay - Please Don't Say You Love Me

Chay - Don't Break the Heart (very short)

Porchay - Little Lion Man (KimChay & Kittisawat siblings)

Ghost/Sunshine - 21st Century Boy

Gifs

Smitten!Kim is smitten

KinnPorsche episode 7 balcony scene

Kim angsting over polaroids

Fallen Angel!Pete

Portia the cat

Tifa (FF7R) & Porsche (KPTS)

Jeff's Nivea Ad

Images (Book covers & others)

Jeff 2025 monthly calendar

Memes

Find the difference

Lilo&Stitch KimChay (feat. Porsche as Nani)

Food stuff

Adventures in making bubble tea

Baking time!

Cake Time

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The following posts are not mine. Just useful or neat/funny stuff I want to keep track of.

Writing tips

Just things I thought were interesting. For me to improve my writing and to share.

Don't throw in random stuff - check what's happening elsewhere in the story first

Be careful how you refer to a character

The Way You End a Sentence Matters

Words to replace said, except this actually helps

KinnPorsche resources I use all the time

KinnPorsche timeline

KimChay scenes timestamps

VegasPete scenes timestamps

TimeTayTem scenes timestamps

How-to

Make gifs

Life of an author

Commint?

Fi Writer Alignment Chart

How to make my day

How to make my day, part 2

Stats on comments

You do not owe anything to anyone with the FREE content you provide

AO3 is by fandom for fandom (even the parts you don't like)

Comments are life

AO3

Tags wrangling, prompts, and collections

Collecting fics vs collecting bookmarks

Fandom meta

Coming into a fandom like

Art of fanfic

Random

Superpower prompt

All the Goncharov posts I rebloged

[raith-way]

🌹

I’m so glad you sent one more, because I can’t do something for Ryan without also doing it for Rev. Also, this scene is kinda long. It'll be a while before Rev's story is posted though, and I really enjoyed writing the entirety of this scene. So here's just a snippet. Thank you for the ask!!

“Didn’t realize I was interrupting your busy schedule.” It was just one single sentence, said in a low tone with just the slightest touch of condescension, but it was enough for her to realize that she wanted to fight the giant blocking the doorway. (Okay, he wasn’t a giant. Barely a couple of inches taller than Kit, but that was still an entire foot taller than her.)

“I could have plans,” slipped out. She never had any plans, being on leave meant that she was technically on stand-by, but something about this guy just bothered her. Maybe it was because he was still looking down at her with that pinched expression? She wanted to flick the wrinkles between his brows.

“Not with that cheese in your hair.” He dropped that little bomb and then deftly stepped around her into the apartment, and her hands frantically patted at her hair. Sure enough, tangled on the left side, there was a bit of string cheese. She looked over her shoulder, but her guest was inspecting the living room and not paying her any attention. She shrugged, dropped the cheese into her mouth, and used her foot to push the front door closed. “You do realize that was disgusting, don’t you?”

“Damn, he caught me. I’m sure I’ll care about his opinion any second now,” she thought as she turned around.

—Chapter One, Memento Vivere

for every "🌹" received in my inbox, i'll post one random sentence (or scene) of a random WIP i'm currently writing

Forever Taglist: @jinxsflame @hughstheforcelou @uno-reverse-reversed @hiddenqveendom @asirensrage @ocfairygodmother @jewelswrites-ish

[darkshadows93]

Fanfic Updates Part 2

I am also working on my own Beetlejuice Musical fanfic. Thanks to some sources, a creative imagination, and an ambitious head cannon/ theory will probably hopefully turn out to be a good, great, decent, okay, awesome story.

It's titled Memento Vivere

Here is a snippet that I found absolutely hilarious. I'm hoping to start publishing it soon once I get it edited and get a summary for it. Its gonna end up being a crazy ass ride.

[trixierosewrites]

Snippet Sunday

“It said full names,” a man Aidan didn’t recognise said. He had light brown hair and mud brown eyes, and no particularly recognisable facial features, although he did note there seemed to be the end of a scar peeking out from under his hairline. Interesting. “What happens if we don’t give each other our full names?” Another person Aidan didn’t recognise looked up, a smile quirking on the corners of their mouth. “That’s true. None of you know who I am, so none of you can condemn me to death.” “Nate Pearce and Dawn Downs,” a soft voice said, one Aidan hadn’t expected to hear again. Miriam Fischer, a pricey prostitute. She looked as he remembered her—long dark hair, piercing blue eyes that seemed to see too much. Sultry red lips, although stripped of makeup. Her eyelashes were paler than he’d expected them to be. “MI5 and a thief.” “And who might you be?” either Nate or Dawn snapped. He guessed Dawn, if only because they had the more androgynous face, and Dawn had the more androgynous name. “Seeing as you know all our names, either you’re our gracious kidnapper or you’re—” “Miriam Fischer,” Aidan said. “Her name is Miriam Fischer.”

Happy Memento Vivere! This is a very early snippet, also known as "how the fuck does one introduce eleven characters in rapid succession?" And, yes, Aidan is rancid about Miriam. Unfortunately, my narrator is a horrible person.

[trixierosewrites]

Snippet Sunday

Aidan raised his hands like a surrender. “I wouldn’t do this,” he said. “If I wanted people to die, I’d choose political rivals. I wouldn’t torture a sixteen year old to death. And I certainly wouldn’t put myself in a situation where I could die.” “Everyone in here was someone with power,” Prince Dante said. “You could easily be a stone-cold killer.” “I don’t want to kill anyone! What use is there in killing off an author? A teenage girl?” “You seemed fine with killing people when you killed your wife,” Miriam said softly. “Had a change of heart?” “She killed herself,” he snapped. “At your order.” “Because I couldn’t stand to see her die!” Aidan ran a hand across his brow. “I might be a monster, but I wouldn’t create a big, dramatic kidnapping and risk my life. This seems to have more the flair of an actor.” “I didn’t do it,” Isabella hissed. “No matter what Mir seems to think.”

Things come to a head in Memento Vivere 👀

Memento Vivere taglist: @callmelyrae, @planets-collide

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[trixierosewrites]

Snippet Sunday

Dalton held up a hand. “Mr. Norton, I’m sensing that you have an angle here, but I’m afraid it’s going to have to fall through. I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I think sometimes we just have to let coincidences lie. There isn’t always an answer.” “Oh, but there is this time, John. You were invited to that very same event. Don’t bother denying it there are photos of you and the designer of that dress—Kate, was it?” “Katherine,” Dalton corrected. “She hated being called Kate.” Hugh smiled. “There you are. What did you do to Arianne?” “I’m afraid I don’t recall the girl at all. Just because I was there doesn’t mean—” “It doesn’t have to mean anything. It’s not an equation. But the truth, John, the truth begs you to speak. Did you fuck her, then? Did she scream?” “Silence yourself,” Dalton snapped. “You know nothing of which you speak.” “Then tell me.” “You’re a vulture.” “Naturally. Now speak, unless you’d like me to keep guessing.”

You know what they say: all reporters are vultures, but especially Hugh Norton. Or: characters in Memento Vivere get gutted for secrets!

Taglist: @callmelyrae, @planets-collide, @mthollowell-writes, @teratheo, @notwritinganyflufftoday

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[trixierosewrites]

Six Sentence Saturday

“And you think I stand to gain something from all of this?” “I don’t know,” he said. “Did the Romans gain something from watching gladiator matches? It was certainly popular enough.” “You think the kidnapper did all this because they were bored?” “I think you did all this because you were bored,” he corrected, then shrugged.

Some from the end of Memento Vivere - five people left standing (and quarrelling!) and no kidnapper in sight.

Taglist: @callmelyrae, @planets-collide, @mthollowell-writes, @teratheo, @notwritinganyflufftoday

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[trixierosewrites]

Out of Context Line Tag

Thanks for the tag, @vsnotresponding!

This is (half) a line of dialogue from Memento Vivere:

But I guess you trick everyone into falling in love with you, except you don’t even have the decency of breaking their hearts like I do.”

No pressure tags: @raevenlywrites, @aromanticsky, @times-of-drought, and anyone else who wants to do it! (Also, if you want to be tagged by me, feel free to let me know)

[trixierosewrites]

six sentence sunday

This is once again from Memento Vivere:

“Don’t you understand? What you think is love is just you demanding what you want. You’re so used to performing you never turn it off. This love is just a mask you’re wearing because you think this is what love ought to look like. For god’s sake, Isa, you were paying me to be there. Don’t be stupid.”

[trixierosewrites]

WIP Wednesday

Awful people in Memento Vivere:

“I went to the show for Katherine. She had been nearly my fiancée, once, but that was a thing of the past even then. We were friends. She had designed this beautiful, gorgeous dress, but it didn’t catch my eye insomuch as the girl wearing it did.” “From what I saw, there was more skin than dress showing.” “She was breathtaking,” he said reverently. “For the first time in my life, I understood the term jailbait. At fifteen, she was already intoxicating.”

I'll write a story with awful people and then just kind of sit there having written awful dialogue going Holy Shit Dude

Taglist: @callmelyrae, @planets-collide, @mthollowell-writes, @teratheo, @notwritinganyflufftoday

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