Bold What Applies

Bold What Applies

Thanks for the tag, @mysticstarlightduck! Going back to Sora on this one!

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped/SA'd | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won A Bet | Lost A Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Gotten a Noticeable Scar | Kneed/Hit Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush | Laughed Themselves To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotized | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured | Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/Uncle

Gently tagging: @maiemorrae, @da-na-hae, @oddcryptidwrites, and anyone else who wants in!

Writing Share Tag!

Thanks for the tag, @kaylinalexanderbooks!!! I'll go with a scene from the Ch.1 of Scrapyard Boys, Adahm's POV.

Sinew and bone crunched under his fist as it connected to the soldier's face throwing the man across the room, nose split, blood coating the floor making it slick. Adahm chuckled, shaking his fist off the impact and watching the man crush the furniture behind him - he could hear the others, footsteps stomping on the stairs just outside, guns cocking. But he didn't rush - oh, no, no, no.

Adahm took his time.

Twirling his dagger for a moment, he slowly crept closer to the fallen merc, stepping over the dismembered body of his previous victim. The man didn't look so menacing now that he was scrambling back, limbs flaying over the broken chips of wood that once were the hotel's bedside table. "N-no, no! Please," The merc begged, his back hitting the wall - the gun in his hand clicked pathetically, no bullets left to shoot, "Look. We…we can settle on somethin'! I'll leave, you can get all the m-money from the bounty, 5 million dollars, all yours." He saw the man smile anxiously, trying to bargain, "Y-you don't have to kill me!"

Adahm didn't stop, his boots breaking the shattered bits of glass on the floor as he continued to stalk closer, his face unreadable except for his emotionless smile. The soldier had nowhere to go, his stupid decision to come after them had sealed that fate. He could still hear the other soldiers getting closer and closer as he crouched over this one, tracing the side of the man's cheekbone with his dagger, a feather-like touch.

"I don't want the money," Adahm said, voice a honeyed, but almost disembodied whisper, tilting his own head as the man flinched away from the tip of his knife, "That's not the issue. It never was. The problem is that you and your crew are looking for someone who doesn't belong to you. I know you work for the labs - I know they paid you to take my brother from me, didn't they? To cut him up, chop him up like a little guinea pig for Vhoss' studies."

The merch shuddered, shaking his head vehemently while the words fell dead on his lips, scrambling to try and deny the question, but the truth was undeniable. Adahm scoffed, his eyes scanning the man's struggle almost pityingly, before his grip on his knife tightened, "See? There you have it. And you know that I just can't let that happen," The young man's voice was a bitter chuckle, leveling his knife for the man's neck, almost sounding disappointed, "You never should've come after him."

Before the merc could react, Adahm plunged the dagger into the man's throat, silencing his pleas as he twisted the blade up into his skull, before stabbing the limp body again, again and again. Once he was satisfied, he leaned forward onto the blade, catching his breath in ragged gasps before he ripped the knife off the man's shredded chest and stumbled into his feet.

His ears twitched towards the sounds - the soldiers were in the hallway now, almost behind him. He ran a bloodstained hand through his long strands of hair, pushing it out of his face as he turned to the door, standing behind it like a haunted house animatronic. and started counting.

1 second. The men moved closer, their movements calculated - he could hear the clinking of their rifles against kevlar suits that wouldn't save them now - he chuckled. 2 seconds - they stopped somewhere down the hallway, their captain barking orders, and Adahm's smile widened, revealing bloodied fangs, his thin mouth a snake's maw. 3 seconds - and as they moved into the room, his shrill, snake like hiss was the last thing any of those mercenaries would ever hear as he pounced in for the kill.

Tagging (gently): @sleepy-night-child, @kaylinalexanderbooks, @smol-feralgremlin, @oh-no-another-idea, @littleladymab,

@winterandwords, @eccaiia, @sarahlizziewrites, @illarian-rambling

@agirlandherquill, @anoelleart, @ray-writes-n-shit

@the-golden-comet, @writernopal, @anyablackwood, @unstablewifiaccess, @forthesanityofstorytellers

@i-can-even-burn-salad, @cakeinthevoid

@lassiesandiego, @thepeculiarbird, @clairelsonao3, @memento-morri-writes, @starlit-hopes-and-dreams

@differentnighttale

@wyked-ao3 and OPEN TAG

Taglist for Scrapyard Boys below the cut 🧪

Scrapyard Boys Taglist (-/+): @ray-writes-n-shit, @sarandipitywrites, @lassiesandiego, @smol-feralgremlin, @kaylinalexanderbooks,

@diabolical-blue @oh-no-another-idea

@cakeinthevoid, @clairelsonao3,

@thepeculiarbird

@the-golden-comet, @urnumber1star, @ominous-feychild, @anyablackwood, @amaiguri, @lyutenw @finickyfelix

@thecomfywriter, @the-letterbox-archives, @differentnighttale @wyked-ao3

Let me know if you'd like to be added!

I feel like there’s needs to be, like, handbook for authors who post on Ao3 for effective metatext.

By metatext I mean like tagging, summary, and authors notes (especially initial authors notes at the beginning of a fic). The means by which we communicate to our readers what they’re getting into.

Because we kind of all have to learn it by osmosis and there are conventions but nobody’s really taught them at the start, so there’s inconsistencies and misunderstandings or people just not knowing things through no fault of their own.

This ends up breeding frustration and confusion and in the worst cases resentment, hurt, and aggression.

I’m severely tempted to make such a handbook and get it circulating.

I think it would do fandom a lot of good.

Out of Context Tag

Thanks for the tag, @paintedbutton! This is a line from Traveling Bards!

"Well, damn. I guess Red Bull really can kill you."

Gently tagging: @mysticstarlightduck, @writernopal, @ryns-ramblings

Last Line Tag

Thanks yo @winterandwords for the tag! Rules are simple: Post the last line(s) you wrote!

Gently passing to @maiemorrae, @theprissythumbelina, @words-after-midnight, @anyablackwood, @dragonprincedawn , @satohqbanana 💜 Open tag as always though!

Diacaius: Well, I’m glad we could waste this time together, Inquisitor — but you have two of the most powerful Demons I’ve ever met on the loose in this city and they could shapeshift to look like anyone. I think it’s time for you to get back to work.

Zalathiel: I agree.

Diacaius: And remember the next time you want to call my colleagues “vapid and infatuated with me” that YOU wasted precious minutes you could have spent hunting these actual Demons playing pretend with me.

Huh, this is my reminder that Zalathiel needs new sprite art cuz all I have for him is his intro-page. So for consistency, here's that for both of them:

Thanks and hope all y'all projects are going well 💜💜💜

OC Moodboard Tag

Thanks for the tag, @mysticstarlightduck!

Seraphina

Aine:

Gently tagging: @paintedbutton, @lyutenw, @aalinaaaaaa, and anyone else who wants in!