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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.~*~

Bellamy doesn’t let him pass. “How about you go talk to your girlfriend and leave Clarke alone. She obviously doesn’t want to talk to you.”

“She apparently doesn’t want to talk to you either.”

“Which is why I’m here and she’s there and we’re not talking. See how that works?”

–from my modern au The 100 fic

Six Sentences on Sunday

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

Bellamy suddenly clamps his arms around her with a growl.

“Quit wiggling around,” he says into her ear, voice rough.

Clarke bites down on her lip to keep from laughing. “Sorry.”

Bellamy leans his forehead against the back of her head and shakes it. “You’re killing me, princess.”

–from an untitled modern au The 100 fic in which everyone goes camping.

Six Sentences on Sunday

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

Strong hands caught her, setting her back on her feet. She remembered a second too late that she was wandering around the forest alone, not at all paying attention to her surroundings. Bellamy would be pissed.

Sure enough she looked up into dark, angry eyes. She felt her face flush, sending prickles down her neck as the heat of embarrassment fought with the sting of the winter air.

“What are you doing?” Bellamy demanded, dropping his hands.

–a random The 100 fanfic (aren’t they all–one of these days I might actually finish one)

Last Lines

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Bellamy tosses another clump of dirt away. “Finn is a nice guy; he’s just a dumbass. He didn’t think he’d see Raven again, but he should have told your right off the bat.”

–a random The 100 fic

Last Lines

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“I’m gonna take a quick shower-” She starts to get up but I gently press her back down. “I’ll be like fifteen minutes.” She takes the water but just turns the bottle around and around in her hands

–a The 100 fic

Last Lines

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My heart thuds painfully against my chest, threatening to tear free. I’m pretty sure Clarke can hear it. It takes effort to keep my breathing steady.

–A The 100 fanfic (that’s pretty much all I write any more)

Six Sentences on Sunday

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

He puts his hands up in mock surrender. “Just saying you have that look about you.”

“What look?”

“Like you have a Titanic-size stick up your ass.”

Monroe nearly snorts beer out of her nose. Traitor, Clarke thinks.

–From a modern AU The 100 fic I’m working on.

Last Lines

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the last line I wrote on
July 14, 2016

Monroe was harder to pin down since she didn’t really talk, but she seemed cool. As a cucumber, his mother would have said.

-from a The 100 fanfic

 

Six Sentences on Sunday

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

A two-for today.

Finally an adult shows up. She’s kind of tall with curly brown hair and pretty eyes. Bellamy watches her from under his hand. She greets all of the kids then makes her way towards him. His heart flips. It’s been a while since he’s talked to a girl that wasn’t Octavia or the trolls he works with.

–From “Unbreak My Heart,” a modern AU The 100 fanfic.

Anger boils up. Why does she have to be so ungrateful all of the time? But then she starts crying again. Big, stupid, alligator tears spilling down her cheeks, soaking the knees of her pants. Something wrenches in his chest then drops to the pit of his stomach. He kind of thinks it’s his heart.

–From “Broken Down Merry-Go-Round,” a The 100 fanfic

Six Sentences on Sunday

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He chuckles. “I’m a big boy, Clarke. I can handle listening to you talk about your girlfriend.” It’s the closest either of them have come to acknowledging his pretty obvious feelings for her. It’s the truth, though—he’s adult enough to just be her friend if that’s what she needs. Even if it hurts.

From “Worn Around the Edges”, a The 100 fanfic set after the season 3 finale.

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