#six the musical fic

[pikapals16]

@thesixthrandomuser another request here u go!

(ngl i kinda changed it ever so slightly but it should still fit)

[vixxensvoid]

guys I’ve gotten a lot of ideas for my next part… do y’all want one HUGE part or cut into 2 parts?

side note: my crack au is literally one HUGE universe (like inception dreams and shit idk how to explain ok - THIS IS IS LITERALLY DEJA VU RN WTF IVE DONE THIS BEFORE. LISAN AL GAIB) but with multiple planets/galaxies so you’ll see many characters like my moots (lmk if you want a character) and other shows like community, the office, etc. and movies as well. If you have suggestions lmk as well what characters y’all want in there LMFAOOO -

my au has NO limits btw - so feel free to request the most dumb shit and random characters

[leoleolovesdc]

Anne: It’s so infuriating! Like, why did Catalina have to reincarnate into someone even hotter?!

Anna: You thought the 50-something year old lady who’s husband you stole was hot?

Anne: That’s like, so not my point

[monbons]

Six Seven Sentence Sunday (+ Bonus Songs!)

We have a title! Give it up for The Eternal Life of Baz Pitch, my Addie LaRue x Snowbaz AU.

We also have 8/14 finished chapters, 5 of those post-beta and revisions. With that said, I am also drafting out of order. I'm not gonna lie -- writing the slow-burn romance is killing me, which is where I am chronologically. (Any advice would be appreciated!)

To procrastinate, I keep skipping ahead and writing later chapters, because writing the dark is WAY MORE FUN! In any case, I am making good progress and maybe I can start posting soon...

Given the nature of this fic, I can't keep revealing tidbits without giving up the plot/twists, so have seven out-of-context sentences that I wrote this week.

The dark cocks his head, watches him approach, and then smiles when Baz’s fists fail to make contact, flailing helplessly against shadows and smoke.

The dark’s eyes crackle an electric blue. His shape, although still vaguely human, swirls and seethes like a pot left to boil over.

That night, he meets Penny, all frazzled curls and feisty hugs, and she makes a very good friend indeed.

Simon grabs a cup and waves it with a smile. “How about a cappuccino? You look the type to appreciate air masquerading as milk.”

Also, because I really appreciated @bookish-bogwitch's process post, here are two songs I've been listening to on repeat when I have to write the scenes with the dark-- in case that provides any insight on the character!

And another one--which was key for one of my favorite chapters of the fic so far-- set in Vegas.

Alrighty. Thanks for sticking with me! Can't wait to finally bring this baby into the world. It's gonna be a stunner.

No pressure tags and hellos: @thewholelemon, @roomwithanopenfire, @bookish-bogwitch, @raenestee, @cutestkilla, @noblecorgi, @beastmonstertitan, @iamamythologicalcreature, @youarenevertooold, @arthurkko, @valeffelees

[notso-daily-six-writing]

*Lina and Anne, helping Cathy with her love life *

Cathy: but what if she doesn’t like me

Lina : oh please, even Anne knows kat likes you back. She’s a dumbass, but she’s not an idiot.

Anne: Yeah I'm a dumbass but I'm not an idiot.

Anne: wait-

[ghostpebble]

guys i swear i'll finish chapter one of the fic and post it but im running on literal fumes

[musicallypan]

just had to doodle this little scene from Thus Always To Tyrants by @maedaze

love these scrunkles

[hrh-prince-butt]

so. the first chapter of my ✨band au✨ is up on ao3! really hope y’all will like it.

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Red White & Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alex Claremont-Diaz/Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, background June/Nora/Pez Characters: Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor, Alex Claremont-Diaz, The Super Six (Red White & Royal Blue) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Fluff and Angst, First Kiss, World Travel, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Outing, Falling In Love, Implied/Referenced Sex, Romance, i'll probably add more tags later there's some stuff that isn't quite set in stone yet

Summary:

Henry knows he can't have the life that he wants. But perhaps he can have this one summer of magical kisses with the handsome lead singer of a world-famous band, before reality catches up with him and he is forced to start taking his royal responsibilities seriously.

(aka: local gay, lovesick prince spends the summer following his crush and his touring band across Europe, because he is a mess, and also very gay)

[woofberry]

Hhhh why am I suddenly thinking about my old orphaned works…

I miss TSoMF and I’m kind of inclined to go back to it, but I doubt I’ll continue the fic as it is now - I’ll have to rework some stuff and probably rewrite it entirely.

…plus I’m still a little scared to go back to it tbh

[cavernfullofexistentialdread]

LOOK AT THIS IMAGE

I LOVE THIS

[thebiggestboloser]

Catalina: has anyone seen Jane?

Kat: She’s on a spa day

Anna: Anne said she felt bad she always stressed her out so she paid for and arranged the day out for her

Catalina: wow… that’s very nice and…un-Anne-like of her

Kat: she’s really not that bad Lina

Cathy: Maybe you should make more of an effort to be civil with her

Catalina: maybe I will

Anne: What are you lot gossiping about over there?

Catalina: We’re just talking about how ugly you are.

Anna: not even a seconds hesitation-

[bebepac]

Six Sentence Sunday 06.11.23 / Mood Music Monday

It is what it is, and sometimes you just have to walk away and hope for the best.  I’ve been so busy and it’s been very difficult to write, even though I have a nice little spot for it now that I created.  I have more items coming in on Tuesday to make it the perfect writing space / office space.  I’m really trying to upper level adult here, save some money, pay down some things, and next year, take that Greece Trip I that I couldn’t in 2020  when it got cancelled due to Covid, The one I imagined in the epic birthday Fic  Greek Meat.  

Tags have been beyond crazy  so if you missed anything I’ve written in the past few weeks here it is: 

The Moments In Between (Riley x Drake) 

The Rotten Apple 🍎:  The Last Part

Original Post: 6/11/23 at 8:47PM EST.

Chapter 5: Moonlight Rendevous The Book:  TRR (no royals) The Series:  The Blue Honey Cafe The pairings: TRR MC is single Status:  Still in the writing process / almost complete!

Mason was chivalrous, a complete southern gentleman.  He had not only opened the door on her own vehicle, he had waited for her to get in and gently close the door behind her.  When they made it to Wheelz,  Mason jumped out of the vehicle like a rocket, as soon as it was parked, opening the door for her once more.  

“Will you at least let me pay for the skate rental?”

“No, it’s the least I can do for your being kind enough to take me home tonight.”  

“I’m not heartless, I wouldn’t leave you stranded like that.”

“It’s the south,  I was far from stranded. But I’m glad you decided to indulge your blooming southern charm to help me out. Come on, let’s see what you’ve got out there on the rink.”  

It quickly turned into healthy competition and showboating between the two as they skated around the rink.

“Not bad New York.  Not bad at all.”   Mason laid on a thickly horrible new york accent.

“Likewise North Cakalacky.”  Riley said with an even worse southern accent.

The last skate turned out to be a couple’s skate.  The music was slow, and had a romantic feel. She found herself leaning closer into Mason, who had a boyish grin on his face, and he in turn pulled her closer to him too, his hand gripping hers tighter.

Driving back neither said a word, lost in their own thoughts.  When they pulled to a stop at Mason’s apartment, Riley was the first to speak.  

“I really enjoyed spending this time with you Mason.  I feel like we got a chance to get to know each other a little bit better, and we’re both a little competitive apparently.”  

Mason laughed.   “Right?!?!?! Nothing like some good healthy competition to get the blood pumping. But seriously Riley,  I had a great time with you too.”

He paused for a moment.  

“You know Riley, tonight doesn’t have to end  right now if you don’t want it to.”

Riley’s eyes met Mason’s.  “Are you asking me up to your place?”  

“I am, It’s your choice.  I promise to be the perfect gentleman.”  

“What if I don’t want you to be, Mason?”  

Mood Music Monday Submission The Final Chaper:  The Wedding Series:  The Rotten Apple🍎 The Book:  TRH and beyond Pairings:  Eleanor x Nico  (Eleanor x M!OC) Song Inspiraton (2 of 2)  Favorite Song by Toosii

“Eleanor and Nicolas! Stop with the kissy face already! Acting like there isn’t a wedding today! You come with me! And you! Put on a damn shirt! She’s already pregnant!”

Elle burst out laughing.

“Mama! Seriously!!”

“Yes I’m serious, you put on some damn clothes!”  

Mama K was brutally honest and very hilarious. Once back in the room with Mama K, she looked at Elle in silence for a moment.  “I presume you two are alright.”  

“Better than ever.”  

“Then let's get you dressed.”

“Thank you Mama.  You have no idea how much this means to me.”  

“Yes I do Eleanor, because you have told me a thousand times already.  You are loved immeasurably today, and always by me.  You are my daughter, and you make my son incredibly happy.  And after today, all of us will finally be family by law, but we’ve always been family in the eyes of God.”

There was a soft knock to the door.  

“It better not be Nico trying to sneak over here.” Mama K opened the door and smiled quickly ushering her into the room.

“You have a guest Elle.”  

“I hope I'm not too late.”

“LIBBY!”

“Great you’re not dressed yet,  I thought maybe I could help too?  And I have a gift for you. Something old and borrowed. Mama K said she already handled the something blue.”  

“Libby… I can't wear that.  It’s Mother’s.”  

“She always said she wanted her daughters to wear this on their weddings.  You’re getting married.”

Elle shook her head.  “She wouldn’t want me…. She didn’t want me….”  

“Wear it Elle.  It’s a piece of your mother, even though she couldn’t be here with you. I know this is not how you wanted things to be, but you are surrounded by the people who love you, just like Nico said. We love you Elle.”  

Today, with the help of her sister, and “Mother,” she was putting on a dress, unlike any other dress.   

A dress in  a style she never thought she would ever want to wear again, a dress she thought was incredibly beautiful, that would in addition to the vows, give her a new life.She was leaving this room Eleanor Rys, but by the end of the day she would be Eleanor Karahalios,  Wife of Nicolas, mother of Eliana, and the little one growing in her belly at that moment. It’s finally time for the best part.

“I feel beautiful.”  

“You look beautiful.”  

“It’s really happening,  I’m getting married today.”  

[moireia]

another fic i may never write ↳ cassia baratheon, all their words for glory 👑

As the eldest daughter of Stannis Baratheon, Cassia spent her days in Dragonstone dreaming of a glittering future in court as the wife of a great lord. Seemingly her dreams were coming true at age sixteen when she was married to Henric Connington, the Lord of Griffin’s Roost and famed hero of the Rebellion who went against his own family to support Robert. Cassia believed herself to be in love, desiring nothing else then to be a beautiful bride, even to a man who’s been married thrice before. She ignored the rumors, the rhyme of divorced, murdered, died that spoke of the ill fate of his previous wives. But soon a fourth lyric would join the song. 

Survived. 

Three years later, Cassia was put on trial for the murder of her husband. A testimony of his abuse, the lack of a consummation, and a successful trial by combat declared her to be innocent in the eyes of the gods. The minds of men, however, are not so easily swayed. 

After a year of seclusion in Dragonstone, Cassia returns to King’s Landing and finds she has become the subject of the stories she had once admired. Except now she is a figure of infamy as the whispers of Widowmaker follow her every step. Amid the judgement and the games of court, she finds herself forging an unexpected friendship with another marked by broken vows: Jaime Lannister, the Kingslayer.

[timelines-and-leylines]

can someone send me some prompts for winter/holiday season?

(any ships -platonic or romantic- from doctor who, the librarians [thank you jordan for getting me into that!!!], hamilton, or six <3)

[notso-daily-six-writing]

The queens looking through old pictures

Jane: look at this one, pretty sure it from your (Kat & Cathy) first date

Anne: Kat looked so cuteee

Kat : aww, thank you

Anna: yeah, meanwhile Cathy looked like a crack kid with a stick of dynamite shoved up her ass.

Cathy: what’s that supposed to mean ?!

[taking-whats-not-yours]

To hold me in your arms, is to hold me steady

imagine writing this all in the timeframe of about an hour, then it doesn’t get beta-read, couldn’t be me

Alright so basically I was bored and decided that I was gonna try like a prompt generator for a Wesper sickfic that was meant to be a drabble, except I took creative liberty, so that’s what this is. Enjoy.

Word Count: 446 words

(!!!tw for mentions of sickness!!!!!)

Prompt: In the middle of the night, Wylan wakes up to find Jesper not next to them. Wylan grows even more concerned as they hear Jesper retching violently.

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It wasn’t unusual that one of them woke up late at night, but usually the other one was in bed when that happened. So when Wylan woke up, and Jesper wasn’t next to him, he knew something was wrong.

That was when he heard a loud groan coming from their bathroom. He rubbed his eyes, walking over to the noise, silent as possible; what he saw was definitely not what he expected, however.

Wylan saw Jesper, elbows rested on the toilet bowl, head in his hands, his usual electricity replaced by a feverish static. He knelt down next to Jesper, not even sure if the sharpshooter heard him from the doorway. Tentatively, Wylan put his hand on his back, causing Jesper to whip his head around.

At first, Wylan removed his hand, although as soon as he did, Jesper slowly leaned back onto his chest, the static dulled into a low buzzing. He laid a palm over his forehead, feeling only a low temperature. He squirmed, not attempting to get away from the hand, but to get back up back to the toilet bowl.

“Too warm” he murmured, which Wylan assumed to mean how he felt to Jesper, who laid his head down on the cool porcelain.

Not long after, shallow breaths collected into his system, and he clutched his stomach. Wylan leaned forward to rub his shoulder, whispering small “It’s okay”’s and “You’re okay”’s into his ear. After around a minute of this, Jesper retched into the bowl, his hands trembling all the while.

A cycle similar to this continued for an hour more, before Wylan pulled away to grab a bowl, medicine and a washcloth, coaxing Jesper back to bed soon after.

“You’ll feel better if you do, you know you will”

Jesper groaned, his hands still shaking, before Wylan grabbed said hand and pulled him to his feet, laying that arm around his shoulder.

He was much taller than Wylan, but they managed. Wylan lied him down in bed and went back to wet the washcloth, fetching a glass of water while at it. He placed the washcloth on the taller’s head, leaving medicine and water on the dresser, and bowl next to the bed. Whlan stayed sitting up until Jesper fell asleep, rubbing the others stomach, laying off when he felt sick again.

anyway, how was that?? I don’t really know if I characterized them quite right, but I tried lol. any thoughts, anyone?