forum Share your favorite line(s) from your current WIP. I'll go first.

Started October 19, 2022 by @wordlesswriter

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"Carefully placed permasprinkles, curved, straight lines of black bliss. Red lips, flushed cheeks, and gorgeous, long eyelashes. Ambrose sighed at his reflection. Was it so right that this brought him so much joy?"

I've got a couple, from the same story-
"Maybe this person will help me find Seric. Break her out of prison or break the news. If shes dead I won't cry. For my own reputation as an ex-Terrac. No, a Terrac. Not ex. Anyway, I'm already done waiting for her. Maybe they decided I needed yet another healing mage to fix my head."

"I'm laughing so hard. She's alive.. I'm making sure she's really here, her hands, neck, and face. Her metal prosthetic. I focus on her peepers; Which look horrified."

"The Energy pumps through my veins,  like it might explode.
I need to run. I can't live here after this."

Slowly, she turns to face him.

"And that's why I can't, shouldn't, won't, love you. I always thought we were 'forever', but forever means something different for someone who doesn't age, doesn't it?"

Slowly, she turns to face him.

"And that's why I can't, shouldn't, won't, love you. I always thought we were 'forever', but forever means something different for someone who doesn't age, doesn't it?"

(gaspppp i love thisssss)

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit. How the heck did I manage to fall in love with a ghost?!"

I've got a couple, from the same story-
"Maybe this person will help me find Seric. Break her out of prison or break the news. If shes dead I won't cry. For my own reputation as an ex-Terrac. No, a Terrac. Not ex. Anyway, I'm already done waiting for her. Maybe they decided I needed yet another healing mage to fix my head."

"I'm laughing so hard. She's alive.. I'm making sure she's really here, her hands, neck, and face. Her metal prosthetic. I focus on her peepers; Which look horrified."

"The Energy pumps through my veins,  like it might explode.
I need to run. I can't live here after this."

so ominous :) i love it

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit. How the heck did I manage to fall in love with a ghost?!"
this is bee's leghinges XD

"Fuck man I was still supposed to grow another 4 inches, I still look like a kid…I had a whole life ahead of me-"

I've got a couple, from the same story-
"Maybe this person will help me find Seric. Break her out of prison or break the news. If shes dead I won't cry. For my own reputation as an ex-Terrac. No, a Terrac. Not ex. Anyway, I'm already done waiting for her. Maybe they decided I needed yet another healing mage to fix my head."

"I'm laughing so hard. She's alive.. I'm making sure she's really here, her hands, neck, and face. Her metal prosthetic. I focus on her peepers; Which look horrified."

"The Energy pumps through my veins,  like it might explode.
I need to run. I can't live here after this."

so ominous :) i love it

Thank you! :D

"If you quote Spongebob one more time, you're sleeping on the couch."

He laughs, swiping a dust-gloved hand through his hair. It’s shaggy. He needs a haircut. “We’ll be fine. There’s thousands and thousands of soldiers in this war, what are the odds that we’re going to be the few killed?” He smiles, mouthstones flashing in the low light.

"That is an absolutely terrible way to look at our situation.” Mischa shakes her head and pushes past him, flicking the darkness destroyer attached to the barrel of her rifle. Much like when they were children, Mischa reclaims the lead. Her beacon darts from corner to corner of the narrow passage as she searches for the source of some irritating scuttling noise.

(“It’s rats,” her brother told her half exactly 3600 seconds ago. “It could be something else!” “Mice?”)

(How about this one?)
"They were fast, with trained wolves to travel quickly on and weapons to instill the fear they desired, but Raven knew the Valley. She knew the shortcuts and the quickest ways to lose them. She had orbit parties of running, orbit parties of mastering the practice of escaping. The Enforcers didn’t stand a chance."

I found this while looking for another quote. I forgot I even wrote this. I love writing these two

“It’s noice of you to offer,” Garzlan said, “But I’m going to keep Ravina in charge of the sails for now. The weather’s picking up, and I’m not sure how she’ll fare. I honestly don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to her, so let’s just keep things as they are for now!”
Ravina’s brow furrowed, deep in thought for a moment. “Are you talking about me or the boat?”
“The boat, Ravina,” Garzlan shouted, “The boat!”
Keyla was just close enough to Ravina to hear her let out an exasperated sigh. “All right,” Ravina said, “I’ll stay here, but we’re going to be talking about this later.”
“I– no!” Garzlan exclaimed. “You know what I meant, right? I don’t know what I’d do without you either!”

And here's the passage I was actually looking for

“Do you know which house is hers?” Keyla asked as she tried to find some small trait that would distinguish each house from its neighbour. But if there were any differences between them they were few and far between. It was as though the whole city had been designed to be as confusing as possible.
“The sixth or seventh on the left after the next crossroad,” Savona replied confidently.
“The sixth or the seventh?” Calidor asked.
“Yes.”
“Well, which is it?”
Savona shrugged. “I guess we’ll find out when we get there.”
“You’re really ready to just show up at a stranger’s house, huh?”

Only 2 of these are in order. And most of these are from like the same chapter cause I'm lazy to find more

“Exactly! I sit here with you and I forget. I forget that I’m supposed to hate you, even if it’s just for a moment. I mean for goodness’ sake I’m out here on a god damn picnic with you.”

“It’s better than hiding forever, Kenzo. I just want to go back to living a normal life. Is that too much to ask?”

“I- I don’t know what to… what to say I-” I took a step back trying to get closer to the shore when a wave knocked me over.
“Hector!” I tried to stand back up but the waves pushed me down. Kenzo wrapped his arms around me pulling me above the water. I took a deep breath, and Kenzo pulled me back to shore. My breath was still shaky. I laid down on the sand coughing up any water I had swallowed.

“It’s not the ocean. You can’t get knocked down by a wave.” I blushed slightly out of embarrassment. “Come on, join me, Hector.”

“Loosen up a little. You look so stiff.” He put his hands on my shoulder and gently shook me. I let out a small laugh and he let go, smiling back at me. His peepers looked soft, and he had a beaming smile. He seemed genuinely happy. The sun lit his face up and droplets of water dripped from his hair.

“If you don’t like me, it’s fine… but I don’t want you to lead me on-” I cut him off, grabbed his face, and kissed him. Maybe it was the alcohol that made me do it. Or maybe I do really like him. But he kissed me back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. His lips pressed against mine. I pulled away first.

Before I knew it, drops of human syrup fell to my groundhands

Only 2 of these are in order. And most of these are from like the same chapter cause I'm lazy to find more

“Exactly! I sit here with you and I forget. I forget that I’m supposed to hate you, even if it’s just for a moment. I mean for goodness’ sake I’m out here on a god damn picnic with you.”

“It’s better than hiding forever, Kenzo. I just want to go back to living a normal life. Is that too much to ask?”

“I- I don’t know what to… what to say I-” I took a step back trying to get closer to the shore when a wave knocked me over.
“Hector!” I tried to stand back up but the waves pushed me down. Kenzo wrapped his arms around me pulling me above the water. I took a deep breath, and Kenzo pulled me back to shore. My breath was still shaky. I laid down on the sand coughing up any water I had swallowed.

“It’s not the ocean. You can’t get knocked down by a wave.” I blushed slightly out of embarrassment. “Come on, join me, Hector.”

“Loosen up a little. You look so stiff.” He put his hands on my shoulder and gently shook me. I let out a small laugh and he let go, smiling back at me. His peepers looked soft, and he had a beaming smile. He seemed genuinely happy. The sun lit his face up and droplets of water dripped from his hair.

“If you don’t like me, it’s fine… but I don’t want you to lead me on-” I cut him off, grabbed his face, and kissed him. Maybe it was the alcohol that made me do it. Or maybe I do really like him. But he kissed me back. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. His lips pressed against mine. I pulled away first.

Before I knew it, drops of human syrup fell to my groundhands

Oh. My. God. That ending!!!

Oh. My. God. That ending!!!

laffy taffy thing is, that's the first line. the rest of the paragragh continues as "I tried to look at my attacker, but my vision was clouded by falling tears and a shadow that hid his face. The stabby stick lodged in my side was then pulled out, making my body slump to the ground. I was stabbed."

"Yummy, I love committing a felony"

Thus, the kitchen survived a near-arson, and the house has once again slept through a Saturday.
"I will not. Enjoy your ashen delights. I'm going to sleep."
"Fire! Ex! Tinguisher!" "We don't need a fire extinguisher, the smoke will leave in a moment!" "It is literally on fiiiiire!" "STOOP YELLING!" "AHHHHHHHHHHH"

"It felt righteous to him to punish the one who commited such a bestial crime. What was not righteous, however, was taking the life of the one whom he once called friend."

"It was hard for me to look at him, the tears swimming in my peepers, blurring my vision. It was as if I plunged in the ocean and someone had cut my lifeline. All I could do was drown.
His fingers grazed my arm, bringing me back to the surface but the look on his face was a wave that wrecked my heart and burned my lungs. All I could do was drown. "

It’s lucky she managed to catch him, because his left groundhand is completely shot.
“You jumped out of a see-through wall, didn’t you?” she asks nonchalantly. He stiffens.
“I can’t talk about that."
or
But she hardly stops to look down on Ezra’s body before she’s kneeling to cut Lou’s hands free. He’s tied to a student’s chair; one of the ones with a detachable desk in front, and he’s gagged. Although she knows he must be surprised to see her, he hasn’t reacted except to track her with his peepers. Once his hands are free, she looks up at his face.
“Can you untie your gag while I cut your legs free?” she asks. He doesn’t respond besides blinking vacantly. She wonders if Ezra might have drugged him.
or
I need to start being polite to people in my head. even if it doesn't outwardly show, it would certainly make me feel like a better person. which would be a start. but I probably won't.
and- last one
The other girl's grip is firm and measured, Rhea notes, but she's also somehow certain Callisto could break her hand if she wanted to. It's a jarring certainty to have about someone you've only just met.

“I-I’m sorry. I know you don’t want me touching you. But…” He held onto me tightly, his voice quivered as he spoke. Without saying anything I wrapped my arms around him too.

" I try to forget that tyler is surveying the pool area. It turns out that swimming around like a bonkers banshee with your best friends is the perfect recipe to forget who you, much less who the lifeguard is. Up until the moment a man sized turd floats up from the water and stares at you." (its very unedited, but bare with it)

“I thought I had broke you of that habit, Stryker. Does the barky zoom-bean need a reminder of his training?”

“She didn’t know why, but it felt like her skin was empty without the touch of another. It certainly didn’t have to be romantic touch, either.”

“But it was too late now, if she’d failed as the fated princess by those two sentences. But if that was the case, Link had failed just by existing as a girl, and therefore not being the perfect obedient hero. And Zelda knew that wasn’t true.” (Context for this one: I headcanon BoTW Link to be a trans girl.)

Adding onto my previous comment

“(Of course, there was no heart-squeezy tale behind this. It was simply a friend comforting a friend. Even if it was more, it certainly wasn’t a romantic kind of more.)”

And part of another fic (actually a response to ruiruiwrites’ “remnants of the past” (MAJOR S/H AND human syrup TW IF YOU READ THEIR FIC)) (S/H TW OBVIOUSLY) (this starts with Purah’s character ping-pong, and Link is a trans girl in this)

“‘Princess, how did you not think of fairies? I have several, but next time go find your own. I’m sure Linky has a lot of them. And by the way, those look a lot more like self-harm than like she fell. Is everything okay?’ ‘Uhh… everything’s fine! Completely fine!’ Zelda was not telling Purah what had really happened, for fear she’d spread it around. Link would be horrified if it came out that she’d used her pocket stabby stick on herself.” Edit: a quote mark

“Weaker and weaker, oh how pathetic you are. The curtain draws near and even you know time runs short. You bleed. You are not immortal, and I want you to know that I will drive my blade into your chest when time runs out. The Small Ben is ticking, Old Torun.”