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Moon: Actually, my life isn't a joke,jokes have meanings and purpose.
Sun: Moon,no.
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Sun: Can you pass the salt?
Eclipse: *Throws Moon across the table*
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Vanessa: Does everyone know their job for today?
Freddy: Water the flowers.
Chica: Vacuum the carpet.
Roxy: Wash the dishes.
Gregory: Pretend to be a monkey.
Vanessa: Close enough.
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Vanessa: Good morning.
Chica: Good morning.
Freddy: Good morning.
Roxy: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit.
Monty: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS.
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Moon: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you two even get here so fast?
Sun: Several traffic violations.
Eclipse: Three counts of resisting arrest.
Sun: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.
Eclipse: Also, that’s not our car.We stole it from Roxy :D
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Cassie: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Chica will and will not eat.
Monty: Grass? Yes!
Gregory: Moss? Yes!!
Cassie: Leaves? Ohh, yes!
Gregory: Shoelaces? Strange but true!
Cassie: Worms? Sometimes!
Monty: Rocks? Usually nah.
Cassie: Twigs? Usually!
Roxy: Vanessa's cooking? Inconclusive!
Freddy: How did you… test this?
Gregory: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it.
Freddy: … I don’t know how to feel about this.
Moon: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?!
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Eclipse: Tell Cassie and Gregory about the birds and the bees.
Sun: They're disappearing at an alarming rate.
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Moon and Eclipse sitting in jail together
Moon: So who should we call?
Eclipse: I’d call Sun, but I feel safer in jail.
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Sun: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Moon: Wasn't Cameron with you?
Cameron: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.
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Eclipse: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million gold?
Moon: You stab me, and then when my leg gets better, we buy a big-ass house.
Sun: You can stab me too, then we'll have 20 million.
Moon: Good thinking.
Eclipse:...Do I exist?
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Eclipse: Sometimes I drink milk straight out of the container.
Sun,confused as hell: The cow???
Eclipse: What?
Moon: Sun, W H Y?
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Monty: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.
Vanessa: Monty, no.
Roxy: Mistlefoe.
Vanessa: Please stop encouraging him.
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Moon: Can I be frank with you guys?
Chica: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.
Sun: Can I still be Sun?
Chica: Shh, let Frank speak.
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Cameron: Why are you on the floor?
Moon: I'm depressed.
Moon: Also I don't wanna walk anymore, can you get Sun, please?
(Fun fact about my AU: Moon sometimes randomly decides he doesn't wanna walk,so Sun carried him around :3)
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Moon: We need to get through this locked door. Clip, give me your credit card.
Eclipse: Here.
Moon, pocketing it: Thanks.Now, kick down the door.
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Cameron: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
Eclipse: Okay.
Cameron: And make out during the scary parts.
Eclipse: Th-
Eclipse: The scary parts.
Eclipse: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.
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Moon: BE A BETTER PERSON!
Nox: WHY?!
Moon: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME!
Ahhhh, today the prompt is blood. I am... I was going to say 99%, but that’s a lie, I’m 100% sure I’ve shared this excerpt before, but I’m gonna do it again cuz it’s my blog and I do what I want. :D Sticking with ATN:
Having memorised his zoomed out view of the crime scene, Latrell moved forward for a closer look.
Something about the body niggled at him as he did. He wasn’t sure what it was at first; maybe some forgotten cop sense telling him something was off, that perhaps the body had been moved into position afterwards, or that it didn’t have the marks of a professional killing. But there was an extended bloodstain beneath the body, just like there’d been below Carrie’s, and for a victim to have been killed in this room without any obvious signs of struggle, the murderer had to at least be proficient. No, it was something else, something twinging his memory as he got closer and closer.
It was the precise moment he stopped at the edge of the bloodstain that he saw it.
The tattoo, dark lines stretching down the dark skin of the man’s forearm. A fluid, wavelike pattern that Latrell had admired for the way it evoked the sea.
The world tilted sharply on its axis. Latrell felt the ground move beneath him, shifting and heaving, and he knew he was gonna end up on his knees. Straight down and into the pool of blood, still soaking into the off-white carpet, forming an inexorable admission that he’d been there, that the Headees would use, on top of this, to prove that he wasn’t the accomplice he was the fucking prime suspect—
“Whoa, agent.” Nox’s voice, from very close and yet very far away. Something grabbed his arms, pulled him backwards, away from the pool of blood and tattoo and the body.
The body.
[Name.]
Nausea clawed its way up the back of Latrell’s throat and he forced it back down, savagely, swallowing again and again and again. He couldn’t throw up, not here, not now, not in this room with the young man he’d argued with only a week ago lying bloody and cold and dead directly in front of him.
Oh fuck. Oh fuck.
(Don’t mind the redaction there, I just can’t remember how much I’ve actually spoiled for this WIP and figure it’s better safe than sorry. 😅)
So there’s a reason I’m sharing this again, and for an event focused on writerly self-love, and that’s because this scene is where I first felt like I properly had a handle on this WIP. It’s a bit of a tipping point plot-wise and I really enjoy how it came out; it also was the first time I really felt like I had control of Latrell’s voice, which is fun. One of those scenes where I had like a one-sentence description (something like ‘Nox shows Latrell [Name’s] body’) and it all just flowed beautifully. I like going back to it because I feel like it still holds up even amongst the mess that is the rest of the draft. ^_^