WIP Word Meme
Rules: share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of the word you've been given!
thanks for the tag @beannoss hehe i've actually been meaning to recycle some old things i wrote, so this feels like a great chance to sift through them 😂 although BOATY feels like such a challenge hfdjsk
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B - haikyuu (noyayachi) // bucket list, relationship-of-convenience type situation
But then he tries for a smile, and it’s kind. Familiar. Something she could hold on to.Â
"Are you gonna leave me hanging, or what?" A tease, but it’s gentler than it should be. That’s familiar, too.
This is real, this is real.Â
Her breathing slows, and her heart stops pounding in her ears. Somehow, for as loud as he could be, he manages to silence the noisiest parts of her. And maybe it's because of that that when the answer slips out of her, she's nervous, but not afraid. Not of him.
"Yes—I mean, no! I m-mean—yes, I’ll go out with you, Nishinoya-san!" Not knowing what to do with her hands, she glues them to her side and bows. "I-I’ll be in your care, then!"
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O - haikyuu (oisuga) // superhero au
"Okay… mind if I say something?"
Behind their mask, the villain quirks a brow.Â
Sugawara Koushi has always been an energetic man. In all the times he’s been captured, he’s managed to cuss, curse, and threaten many of the villain’s subordinates to tears. It’d be funny—vile insults and poison-tipped words just didn’t suit Sugawara, whose pretty face was more fit for church hymnals and lullabies—if it wasn’t so inconvenient to find new minions to replace them. It’s rare to see him calm, rarer still for him to politely address the villain. And even though he’s hanging from the ceiling, still battered and bruised from the attack that led to his capture, bound in a mesh resistant to the sharpest of blades, he just looks… bored.Â
Curious, the villain allows it. "Speak."
"You need a new plan because that—" Sugawara nods to the screen behind the villain, "—sucks."
The villain scoffs. "I didn’t think elementary school teachers have the qualifications or expertise to understand—"
Sugawara rolls his eyes. "Look, we’ve been through this enough times that you and I both know that whatever that is just isn’t going to work."
"I admire your tenacity, Sugawara-san. But with you here, the Grand King—"
"Yeah… Tooru's not coming."
"And what makes you say that?" The villain leans back against their chair, propping their feet against the edge of their desk. (Whether the action knocks over one of their reusable travel mugs is something they choose to ignore.) "You might be forgetting that I've been through this rodeo, too. So I know for a fact that no force on Earth could keep the Grand King away from his husband."
"Haven’t you heard?" Sugawara chuckles bitterly. "We’re divorced."
…what?
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A - sxf (damianya) // high school date auction
Anya makes the first move.
"So…" She picks up a fork out of the line up in front of her. "I didn't know you're so into cutlery, sy-on boy."
Damian's cheeks warm up. Ugh, he told Jeeves not to pack the 56-piece set for this... whatever this is. Because this isn't a date. He's only here because someone had to keep that buttwad Tertius from wasting his money on this idiot.
This idiot, who probably didn't even realize what she signed up for with this whole date auction thing. Like, if she wanted someone to date, she only had to a—
"Let's just get this over with," he grumbles, pushing a plate of caramel nut cake in her direction.
There's a sparkle in Anya's eyes that ticks him off, but the familiarity of it all sets him at ease anyway.
Stupid feelings. Stupid girl.
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T - sxf (the forgers) // character study around the ways the forgers remember the important things (which this excerpt isn't about lol. they're hinted at tho 👀)
The Forgers start their day by seeing their daughter off. Together, they drop Anya off at the bus stop. They watch as she boards, turns back to look at them, waves a drawing in the air until she's out of sight. It is then that the husband and wife say their goodbyes. Loid, having adopted the practice of kissing Yor on the cheek, does so before she leaves. The feeling of her skin against his lips lingers even as she walks away from him, the back of her neck flushed pink. It’s enough to make him smile, because there is no such universe where Loid Forger is not hopelessly in love with his wife.
As she turns the corner that’ll take her to city hall, Agent Twilight taps out a cipher against his gloved palm—a code no one but himself would know. He tips his hat to no one in particular and turns to the direction of the hospital, ready for his mission for the day.
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Y - sxf (yuri and twilight) // post reveals, for this person who asked me to write about a crying twilight (i'm so sorry i never got around to writing it completely ðŸ˜)
Yuri takes three large steps into the small room. The floor is slanted and rough, stained darker the closer one is to the wall. He sits down noisily, crossing his legs casually, noting with satisfaction that the incline allows him to look down on the taller man before him.
"Greetings, Twilight." He snorts, lacing his fingers together. "Is that how your briefings used to start? Or maybe it's even dumber, like in Chihuahua girl's stupid cartoons."
There's no response, but he looks up now and pins the younger man with a steely stare. Though he tries not to, Yuri finds himself staring back.
It's strange how much he still looks like his sister's husband. His blond hair is rumpled and unstyled, vaguely reminiscent of that one time Chihuahua girl was on his shoulders, her grubby fists in his hair as she guided him around the apartment. The calm way his hands are clasped in front of him is just like that time at the hospital when he sat at Yuri's bedside while his sister was at work. Even the downward turn of his mouth and the divet between his eyebrows are familiar, all too familiar.
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no pressure tags: @littencloud9 @ladykyriaa @lassify @mollywog ++ anyone else who'd like to do this!! your word is MANGO ðŸ¥
