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Six Sentences on Sunday

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~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From an AU fanfic I’ve been working on.

Clarke stood in the middle of the room glaring at him. “Is he going to watch?”

“He’s assisting me,” Octavia said calmly, slipping the dress from the hangar.

“He doesn’t seem to be doing much assisting. His dress-carrying skills are top-notch, though.”

Bellamy rolled his eyes, grinding his teeth to keep from saying something he’ll regret.

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Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From a fanfic I’m editing:

Her lip is caught between her teeth again as she stares up at him. Water trickles down her neck and exposed shoulders. He forces his eyes to stay on her face. This is way too close. This was something he wanted to avoid. Her, him, a foot of space between them and that crazy heat that keeps building.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

from a fic for Red Vs. Blue:

“You organized them by color?”

“Yeah, of course. Why? How do you organize them?”

Church fought the urge to throttle Tucker. “Oh, I don’t know—how about in alphabetical order!”

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

Something I was working on the other day.

His heart leaped into his throat. He took off like a shot, hopping logs and ducking branches. His lungs burned and his legs ached as he pushed himself faster. He broke through the trees around the dropship as the storm lit up the sky. Lightning crackled overhead followed by a rumble of thunder that shook the ground. But all Bellamy could see were the flames gobbling up one half of the wall.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

A dream sequence in a story I was working on the other day:

Finn looked at Bellamy then shrugged. “You’ll probably want this,” he said, tossing something to Bellamy.

Bellamy snatched it out of the air and looked down, horrified. It was a heart, and it was still beating. Across the room, Raven giggled as Finn lifted her, setting her ass on the table. He ran his hands up her back, leaving bloody hand prints all over her shirt.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

She pushed his hair from his forehead and rested her cool hand against his clammy skin. It felt nice. He didn’t want her to move it, but a second later her hand was gone. He watched her glance around, her lower lip caught between her teeth. That was doing things to his system he didn’t like. His brain was back to the whole kissing thing.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

“Cute.” She sidesteps his outstretched hand and darts through the gate. “Lucky for me there are no rules, and I can do whatever the hell I want.”

Miller glares at her. “Whatever. When you get eaten by a panther, I’ll remember to put that on your tombstone.”

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From a fanfic:

“How do you know? You barely listen to anything I have to say anyway. I could say you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met, and you’d act like I just called you Hitler. I’m not sure you even know what a compliment is. Or how to accept one. No wonder your boyfriend broke up with you.”

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From one of my camp fanfics I’ve been working on:

Bellamy cringes. “Is it that bad?”

“I wouldn’t worry,” Clarke says flatly as she starts to clean his hand–wiping away the oil and blood from his knuckles.

“How can I go wrong with that stunning vote of confidence?” He gives her a wicked smile when she looks up. He swears she blushes.

Six Sentences on Sunday

sixsentences~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project — published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~

From a fanfic from Camp NaNo I was adding to:

“And I didn’t peg you as a comedian. I was right.”

“Annoying and snarky. A winning combination. The guys must be lining up at your door.”

“You’ll never know.”

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