Last Line Challenge - Tumblr Posts

Thanks for the tag, love! I’m always happy to share my writing, especially since it’s become very hard to come by since the pandemic started.

“Hearing his one problem child on the phone, sobbing but trying to be so, so strong was heartbreaking in its own right, but watching Bakugou unravel as he struggled to breathe, the fear in his eyes when he heard that he’d have to be intubated, and the fight that he hadn’t had the strength to give but gave anyway had broken something deep within Aizawa’s chest, as if his heart had stuttered and missed several beats and his lungs had begged for air just as Bakugou had, even though nothing was inhibiting his breathing.” Okay so mine’s way too long, since I am very bad about run-on sentences lol 

but tagging: @withywhump​, @toosicktoocare​, @taylortut​, @sick-bae​, @bleedingandfeverish​ and anyone else who wants to join in on the fun!

Last Line Tag

Rules: write the latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words in the line

Make a new post, don’t reblog! Tagged by: @whumpy-writings

If only she knew, he thought and shivered for the last time before sleep finally got a hold of him.

Tagging: @hold-him-down @peachy-panic @afrosarah @orchidscript @ceph-the-writing-spook and everyone who feels like it - the sentence is too long to tag adhering to the rules

Amen.

Last line challenge

Rules: In a new post, show your latest line (artwork or written), and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like!

thanks for the tag @dragon-subway!!!

a hunter sketch... might finish this tonight but ion know.. haven't drawn tbb stuff for a while, esp this handsome mf

no pressure tags: @gregorsmissingarmor @phi-guy

Last line challenge!!

also omg i just found out i can make that purple!!!

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like.)

thank youu @stars-n-spice for the tag your little piece was so sweet and funny

Soo I wrote this last night when I was like keeled over in pain cause I was not doing good but its Zay (my oc) essentially almost dying of hypothermia!!

The incessant beeping of Nav’s datapad was starting to become even more annoying than it already was. The cold of the open door was suddenly so much more brutal than it had been before.

Everything felt like it was spinning, or as if it wasn’t. Every noise was suddenly so much louder, but so much quieter and distant.

She could hear the breathing of those around her, as if it was her own - was it her own? Maybe. Not sure.

Her whole body felt numb. As if she was just a vessel, floating around aimlessly, mindlessly, carelessly. Nothing else. Though pain was constantly dragging her back to consciousness. The constant pain at the back of her left ankle, the muscle she must’ve pulled in her elbow, the throbbing that continuously attacked at her head.

Everything was so real. She was there. But she wasn’t. She was constantly being passed around through consciousness. Hearing, feeling, seeing. Though not.

that’s literally what fainting feels like from my perspective it’s very odd

ive literally just found that i can colour these letters my life is officially complete i can die happy

No pressure tags: @zahmaddog @w3rd0-artist @slamophile @echos-lefthand plus anyone else who wants to join

dude i know literally like 2-3 people on this app its embarrassing

okie dokie, I've never done this before but let' give it a shot :D

Given the fact that Crosshair missed not one, but two shots and how Shep and Lyana managed to sneak up on Crosshair like that, it indicates that something is, wrong with him. Hunter isn't sure what but Crosshair is... different, from before. Though Hunter isn't sure if that's a good thing or not. After watching how Crosshair sat down the bowl and went back to shooting, Hunter decided to leave him be. He noticed how Cross stepped away from his rifle when he put it down, obviously showing to him that he won't hurt the two. For now, at least.

The last part of my last written one shot when I was brainstorming, thinking about Crosshair being on Pabu for the first time.

I tag @squad-724 because I don't have any other friends on tumblr and @the-stage-manager because I like their fic -Sun-Kissed really much (from wich I desperately wait for chapter three to come out xDP)

Last line challenge!!!

Hemlock hummed a calm melody as he fastened the restraints around his head, neck, arms, legs and chest, softly moving his gloved hand over the worse injuries, delighted as the CX’s muscles trembled. Even reconditioned to not flinch under the heaviest torture, his elite troopers reacted that was to the gentlest of his touches.

My 2AM writing is sounding tasty

Guess what's going on (it's a new AU I've been getting ready for whumptober)

Tagging @clownery-and-fuckery @floundrickthewayfarer @pinetree-tbb @electrikworm

I could post more if anyone's interested >:]

Tagged by @ksbbb (I am now just seeing this and I apologize very much😩)

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

"You aren't as cold as they say." Allison smiles at Seraph. Her words, while friendly, eased his mind. He wasn't expecting the Argent heiress to produce a warming dialogue.

No Pressure Tags: @rhyslahey @thiamsxbitch @mmoosen @chasing-chimeras @isaac-not-isaac @wolfboy88 @arewordsenough @scisac @unsanedes @phantomraeken

Last Lines Challenge

I’ve done this before but I just got tagged by @steampunkserpent27 so I figured why not do it again! Here is the last line I just wrote for my wip. You can find the first chapters of it here 

It’s early, but they fall asleep anyways. Two boys enveloped in each other, all loose limbs and wild hair, spread out across snowy sheets.

Alright, I'm going to tag @phoebe-delia and @dykesiriusblack. Also @silver-de-vonne and @sorry-i-ship-drarry (I know I’ve tagged you both before but I had so much fun doing the tag a second time I felt like giving ya’ll an opportunity to do it again too). In addition anyone who sees this post and wants to join in please do 💜 

“Hello? Hello in thereeee,” she screeches. Regulus winces and opens his eyes. He can’t wait them out forever.

“See I knew he was awake,” she calls triumphantly over her shoulder.

The boy walks forward into his line of sight and Regulus twitches hard enough that the ropes dig painfully into his skin.

He’s James but also… decidedly not. His shoulders are a little slimmer and his hair a little curlier. He’s all Potter cheekbones and mouth but his tan complexion is a shade lighter than James. As he walks closer, Regulus notices he carries himself with straight backed precision. Nothing like the lackadaisical stroll that's so familiar. When he bends closer his eyes catch the light and burn a brilliant green.

Regulus catches his gaze and holds it. The boy’s gaze sharpens even though his face stays deliberately blank.

“Who are you?” He breathes, he can feel his hands trembling.

“I think I’m the one that should be asking you that.” The boy’s tone is carefully flat.

“I don’t know about that,” Regulus replies, cocking his eyebrow, “after all you’re the one in my house.”

The girl gasps. The boy looks at her quisically and shrugs, turning back to him, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I live here.”

Excerpt from my wip piece: when you go (leave your shadow behind)

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Last line challenge!!

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like.)

Thank you for the tag @stardume :) I'm writing another Bad Batch Crosshair x fem!reader longfic for fun in-between sets at the gym and for a few minutes each night. It's been a great release and no-pressure hobby.

After another twenty minutes of jogging, the rail line was just overhead. You knew Phee would arrive soon, leaving the team only a few minutes to find what they could. “Hunter!” Wrecker calls, “You’re gonna want to see this.” Hunter jogs over to Wrecker. You and Crosshair exchange glances and follow. Wrecker stands looking over a ditch in silence. With a sinking feeling, you and Crosshair climb the hill to look into the ravine with Wrecker. You felt yourself gasp at the view. “It’s the rail car,” Crosshair nearly whispers.

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“Mmhmm,” Crosshair grunted and he held you tighter before softly releasing you.  “What did you do while I was gone?” You asked. “I stayed in bed and shot holes in the ceiling,” he deadpanned.

No pressure tags: @cloneflo99 @here-comes-the-moose and if anyone sees this and wants to share, please do!

Thanks for the tag! This is an excerpt from the start of a chapter in Exiled Sanctum in the veiwpoint of Faine, one of the main character’s, that I wrote last:

Why did I bother scavenging for that damn keycode on my own?

One wrong move and the entire Qredo Restriction Regiment are on my heels. Their Stiffler's flare dense shocks among the overcrowded streets. Strong enough to paralyze me in a single bolt. Sunlight trickles through skyscrapers, mismatching advertisements lining every crevice that mimic a sprawl of realistic movements into the air above. For a split second, the electric lines and murmurs from the year-old government action hum a silent melody. The hard drive quivers with minuscule, white sparks in the nest of my front pocket. 

Good, at least I had enough time for my mechanical magic to sink into its interior wiring. 

I swerve my way across neon-plated passageways, my throat hitching as I narrowly avoid tripping on air from the adrenaline rush.

“Come back 'ere you grimy Exile! You can’t run forever!” I shiver, creating more distance. I recognize that voice anywhere, a rough snarl of muddied sewage. Commander Slyff. In charge of keeping all of the Exile's in line.

I need to get back to safety in the Saigh District so Juro can send the hard drive information over to our informant. Fast. Just have to slip by Sector Patrol, easy.

Gently tagging: @iloveanimalsmorethanhumans, @enne-uni, and anyone else who would like to play!

Last Line Challenge

Thanks @blind-the-winds for the tag! And boy, did I hoist myself on my own petard by waiting this long to post this, because the last scene I wrote was a heartbreak and a half. This will be way more than just one line, but I would do it a disservice by omitting the preceding few.

From Shadows, a Don't Starve/Borderlands Rhack crosssover...

“Fuck you.” Rhys’s shattered voice is barely above a whisper. Jack should not be able to hear it from where he stands. But the words ring through his ears just the same. “I have to save my daughter, Rhys. There was no other way.” Jack turns his back on the throne once more and walks. He’s barely taken two steps by the time Rhys’s heavy silence behind him gives way to more curses, then pleas, then promises of help, promises of anything and everything: as long as Jack stays, as long as he doesn’t leave, please, Jack, please, for the love of everything, don’t leave me alone here, you can’t leave me, please, Jack, please, I’m begging you, JACK, PLEASE— Fists clenched so hard that his knuckles are cracking, Jack keeps walking forward, covering the unbearably long distance to the open portal step by agonizing step. He does not look behind him a second time.

Gently tagging @maddstermind, @worldsfromhoney, @reading-by-the-pale-moonlight, and leaving the tag open for anyone who wants to play.

Last Line Challenge

Rules - In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like.)

Tagged by @aychama

Last line

Without context. You wait (ouo)

Tagging: @melancholialapelada7 @melle-d @neon-virus @winterpantsu @dogiperson

The Power of Tiny Steps: Unleashing Your Potential One Day at a Time

We all have dreams, aspirations that flicker like fireflies in the darkness of our minds. But sometimes, the path to achieving those dreams seems daunting, a mountain too steep to climb. We get caught in the trap of thinking we need to make grand gestures, take giant leaps, to see real progress. But the truth is, real change, real growth, happens in the quiet moments, in the seemingly insignificant steps we take each day.

Imagine a seed. It doesn't sprout overnight into a towering oak. It takes time, patience, and consistent nurturing. The same principle applies to our goals. We need to cultivate our dreams, one tiny step at a time.

Start with something small. Read a chapter of that book you've been meaning to finish. Write for 15 minutes, even if it's just a stream of consciousness. Go for a walk, breathe in the fresh air, and let your mind wander. These small actions, repeated consistently, become the building blocks of success.

Don't be afraid to celebrate your small victories. Each step forward, no matter how small, deserves recognition. Acknowledge your efforts, appreciate the progress you've made, and let that positive reinforcement fuel your motivation.

Remember, the journey is just as important as the destination. Embrace the process, enjoy the ride, and trust that each tiny step you take is leading you closer to your dreams.

So, take a deep breath, find your inner strength, and start taking those tiny steps. You might be surprised at how far you can go, one day at a time.

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

Thanks to @femmefighter for the tag ❤ I've been writing Crimson Dusk, Cerulean Dawn next chapter (slowly but surely!). Here are my latest lines:

Reaching in, Ahsoka's fingers delicately closed around the blue gem. Bringing it closer to her chest, she sensed the lingering essence of her master's Force signature pulsating within, like a tiny beating heart responding to her own. As she tightly squeezed the crystal, an unexpected sob escaped her lips. The wise masters imparted the wisdom that death should be celebrated, insisting that those who pass on are never truly lost, but made one with the Force. Well... That felt like a huge kriffing, stinking pile of bantha shit right about now.

No pressure tags! @jksprincess10 , @greenconvor, @lamaenthel

Last Line Challenge!

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Thank you @happybean17 for the tag!

Woe, wip be upon ye! The last line I drew on this piece was part of the eyes. I've been trying to hash out a more realistic style. It is a full body piece but I didn't feel like drawing clothes so the legs had to get mostly cropped out. Hopefully this is enough for tumblr not to give it the boot.

No pressure tags lovelies! @deadbranch @sofasoap