#challlenge

Bianca and Harvey could feel the electricity between them but as much as Harvey wanted to kiss Bianca he wouldn’t be unfaithful to Sofia. 

excellent question, anon! :)

actually, the omission of  brown on the strike list was an oversight on my part, so I am going to say, yes, artists can use the color brown for ”here an ‘r,’ there an ‘r’”  and I will update the original post (and reblog it) as well to reflect brown’s inclusion in this post below.  

happy sunday anon, thank you, and be well,

–kneipho

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Here an R, there an R, Everywhere an R, R

When: Tuesday,  February 26, 2019 through Thursday, February 28, 2019

Rules:

Writers: Poetry, prose, fiction,  non-fiction, fanfiction, free form or structured —anything goes.

However, the letter R can not appear ANYWHERE in the body of the piece (excluding titles, author names and introductions).

Poems must be at least 10 lines long, prose ect. –200 words or more, no single coupletes, haikus, limericks, six word stories, one sentence reviews and such. Get the picture?

Artists, Photographers, Videographers: You have free creative reign regarding subject matter and style.

However, your work must not contain the color red, shades of, variations/combinations/mixtures of red. No pink, orange, or purple. Brown is permitted, but extra kudos to those who manage to exclude it.

No black and white, no monochromatic works for this prompt. We’ll save those for another day. Okay?

Musicians, Singers, Composers, ect: Compose, perform whatever you like.

However, No runs, no rounds, no recitatives, no rests permitted.

The piece must be at least 16 bars (or 16 measures) long and sense of completion is appreciated.

Note: The submissions boxes are closed for this one. Tags only.

TAGS:

For Mainstream works, please include both of the following tags in the hashtag section at the bottom of your post: #kneipho and #hereanr

Gothic horror, creepy story and erotica writers, outsider, non photorealistic painters/sculptors of the unclothed figure and other non-mainstream artists, please use: #kneiphovanillatwist and #hereanr

I've been tagged by several of you to write during 10 minutes (okay, I might have done 15 instead but I couldn't finish otherwise!!!), so here we go! Thank you for tagging me @shenanigans-and-imagines, @kboogie09 and @cobalt-one

 Rules:

Write something for 10 minutes non-stop

No editing whatsoever

Tag 10 people

I’ll tag : @logandelos @that-bwitch @snarledblack @i-said-goddameron @brien-odylan @fortisfiliae and every single writer out there who wants to do it!

 It seemed to be something around the Star Wars fandom, so I'll stick to it, but let's get AU! then!

 "Y/N, I said no!"

"But look at him, he's so cute!"

"We can't take care of a dog!"

"Why not?"

"Because… Because…"

"Ha! You see! You can't find a good reason!"

Cassian heaved a sigh, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Y/N, we are both busy. I'm a soldier, I might be called to another mission next month…"

"And what about it? So… because you're a soldier, it means that we can't live our lives?"

He shook his head, biting on his lip. He was trying to convince you, but the words couldn't seem to escape his mouth in the right way. Somehow… the words he chose were only the wrong ones.

"That's not what I meant," he went on more calmly.

"That's exactly what you meant, Cassian!" you fought back.

You stroked the dark ears of the little puppy in your arms. The St Bernard looked up at you with floppy ears and curious eyes. He barked, but the sound was still high-pitched because if his young age, and the sound was just cute, not scary at all.

While you held the dog in your arms, Cassian slowly walked towards you.

"He was alone in the street," you argued. "We can't abandon him. He's just a baby."

Cassian stroked your cheek, his calloused thumb tickling your skin.

"I don't want my job to get between us," he said softly, his voice almost turning into a whisper.

"You already bring it back home, Cass."

You shook your head, looking up at his dark eyes.

"I understand that. I'm not saying that because I'm… mad or anything. I love you. I understand that I will never be able to fully realize how immense the trauma you are facing is. But you can't keep on acting like we can't build anything. Because if we're not making plans, just living so we would leave nothing behind… then we're not really living."

He looked down at the little dog in your arms.

"What if I don't come back?" He asked in a shaky breath.

But you shook your head.

"You're going to come back."

He looked at you again, his dark brown eyes falling into your intense stare.

"You promised me that you would come back, do you remember?" you asked him. "You promised me you would always come back to me, right before leaving for the first time."

He nodded slowly.

"I know you're not going to break your word," you went on. "I know you'll come back to me… always. Because you love me just as much as I love you."

The two of you exchanged a smile. His thumb still softly caressed your cheek, and slowly, he nodded.

"Let's keep this little guy then," his smile broadened.

"Really?!"

"Really."

You grinned, going on your tiptoes to kiss his lips.

"How are we gonna call him then?"

Cassian shrugged, looking around him in search for some idea.

He read the first letter and the first number that passed before his eyes as he looked at the shelves full of books that covered a wall of your living room.

"What about K2? Kay for short?"

You laughed, but nodded anyway."

This week was really hard for me. On the third day was a real threat of a nervous breakdown and hysteria. Changes get very, very fast. It all seems really wrong. We are kids who not at home, not with family.  I can`t realise the fact I have to live in the same room whith people I don`t even wanna know, while i see my parents, my friend, people i love, once at the week. In the evening hot shower and realising, i come home very soon,  saved me.

Nicknames: My name is Almudena, but my nickname is Almu xD

Sexual orientation: Straigh :P 

Gender: Female

Star sign: Leo

Single or taken: Taken

Height: around 1.60

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor!!

Favorite colour: Black and pink

Time right now: 10.40 a.m

Average hours of sleep: It depends

Lucky Number: 21

Last thing I googled: I don’t remember, I think that a kuroshitsuji book of the atlantic trailer...

Favourite bands/artists:  Pfff... let me see.. Nightwish, Xandria, Epica, Therion, Amberian Dawn...

Favorite songs: So many to pick one... Buried Moon by Wildpath, He sleeps in a grove by Amberian Dawn, Paranoid Circus by Lyriel, My lost Lenore by Tristania, The Escapist by Nightwish...and now I love more songs, for example  Tvoy Strakh Tvoy Vrag by Cold Sight, Cancer of earth by Sanctorium, Song for the dead king by The Aerium, Battle of Kadesh by Todesbonden...