Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday

Six Sentence Sunday

Today I am using Six Sentence Sunday to unveil my new banner and Official Title™ of the RWRB dads' storyline swap fic — though the working title of Daddy Issues has been fun, it really doesn't fit the ~vibes~ so without further ado, it's now named... Honey, you're familiar (like my mirror years ago).

This fic is lowkey an accidental song fic for "From Eden" and I'm kinda obsessed. Without further ado, enjoy this excerpt (warning for reference to loss of parent):

If Oscar Díaz were here, maybe he’d ask, “Isn’t that the boy you had that crush on, mijo?” Maybe he’d make an observation, something like “He’s a looker.” Maybe he’d urge Alex on, whispering, “Trust the Díaz charm. Shoot your shot, chamaco.” But he’s not here, and the truth is Alex doesn’t know what his father would say.  So instead, he just has to trust his gut — which is telling him to turn away from the hot almost-naked boys and approach the hot English-prince-son-of-James-Bond boy. He may be fully clothed — in a button down and blazer in Rio in August — but he’s featured in way too many of Alex’s dreams for him to miss this opportunity.

Shout out to @littlemisskittentoes for the titling help! And thank you to @kiwiana-writes and @zwiazdziarka for the tags!

I'm early-ish for once, so no-pressure tagging: @anincompletelist @affectionatelyrs @cultofsappho @daisymae-12 @indomitable-love @inexplicablymine @leaves-of-laurelin @littlemisskittentoes @matherines @read-and-write- @rockyroadkylers @rmd-writes @saintlynomenclature @tintagel-or-cockleshells @ssmtskw @welcometololaland @14carrotghoul but if I forgot you and you see this, the tag is open! Tag me though so I can see :)

Reading things like this always takes me back to when Ludwig said, "I think it's a constant war when someone dies, to keep them as much as you can in your life, and you can't because you lose to time, every time." (timestamp is 23:49 onwards)

The way it hits every time will always be that strong, I think.

“I miss you more than I remember you” is always the core of grieving a parent who died when you were a kid

last line tag!

Thanks @anincompletelist :)

Forget about killing two birds with one stone, Alex, along with June and Nora, was going to take out a whole flock.

Tagging @littlemisskittentoes @suseagull04 @hypnostheory @daisymae-12 @ssmtskw @14carrotghoul and anyone else :)

on december

albert camus notebooks \\ oliver herford i heard a bird sing (via @soracities) \\ charles wright the world of the ten thousand things: poems 1980-1990: "december journal" \\ nelly sachs the enigmas of night \\ regina spektor soviet kitsch: "december" \\ natalie diaz manhattan is a lenape word (via @metamorphesque) \\ renée brock streets, a song (tr. linkhorn & judy cochran)

kofi

Oh Christmas, my Christmas.

Thaaank you for all the tags! @inexplicablymine @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @kiwiana-writes @blairwaldcrf @littlemisskittentoes @firenati0n @read-and-write- @happiness-of-the-pursuit @user-anakin, and @14carrotghoul!

I'm currently going through all of your trees and thought why don't I join in while I'm at it. 🫶 Here's my tree!

decomytree.com

🎄DECO MY TREE🎄

Decorate Friend's Tree for Christmas🎅

Tagging @44whispers @affectionatelyrs @later-2-dae @matherines @clottedcreamfudge @rockyroadkylers @cricketnationrise @movetoheavens @mudbloodpotter05 @dragonflylady77 @absolute-audacity @the-marathon-continues-nip @girlboybaklatomboy @gayrootvegetable if you guys haven't done this yet! It's so cute.

I recently read this Red White and Royal Blue fanfic on AO3 called It's Nice to Have a Friend by mainstreamelectricalparade. Guys it was so freaking adorable, I had to make some fanart for it

I would’ve tagged the author but I’m honestly not sure if they have Tumblr. I’ll just tag the fic instead

A Burst of Light, Audre Lorde

Last Line Tag!

I got tagged by @read-and-write- and @littlemisskittentoes. 🫶🫶🫶

Rules: post the last sentence you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

Reinforcing how he's never good at saying things — Takahiro opts for the quickest answer, simultaneously hugging his knees and lowering his head into it. "It's stupid."

With absolutely no pressure, what's the last line you guys wrote? @blairwaldcrf @44whispers @inexplicablymine @user-anakin (the rest is via open tag for whoever stumbles upon this until I gain enough friends to complete things like this)

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @ssmtskw @sherryvalli @littlemisskittentoes @heybuddy-drabbles @rockyroadkylers @inexplicablymine @anincompletelist @affectionatelyrs (wow that's a lot of tags, thank youuuu!)

I basically have one child right now (outside of SSASC but that's a co-parent situation), and it is so long (rip me) that no matter how many snippets I share it doesn't run out. Later today or tomorrow I'll finally do a poll to baptise it so stay tuned for that!

Despite everything Alex needs to take a moment to look at Henry, so far he has only seen Henry in training clothes over the past few weeks, and before that he had only ever seen him either wearing a sparkly competition outfit or his country’s uniform. He never thought he would ever be able to bear witness to the sight of Henry Fox wearing jeans and a sweater. Blue soft fabric on top of white skin, the sight of a shirt collar peeking through on top of the sweater, jeans that give Alex a sight of Henry’s legs he hadn’t seen before. He looks infuriatingly human. Alex hates it.

I wish for the day when this is finished really, anyway, I am banned from sharing on Sunday unless I get to at least 17k words

I am tagging @happiness-of-the-pursuit @suseagull04 @14carrotghoul @raysletters @everwitch-magiks @daisymae-12!

Broke: Izzy said “I want to go” because he legitimately believed his life’s journey had reached its end.

Woke: Izzy said it so that Edward could move on, a comforting lie in the service of seeing to his beloved captain’s emotional needs one last time.

Bespoke: Izzy went into the gravy basket when he got shot, where Sea Witch Buttons appeared to him and told him if he chose life, his ultimate fate was handling the customer complaint department at Ed & Stede’s Bed & Breakfast & Seafood Restaurant & Freelance Carpentry Business, and knowing this, chose death.