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clevermanka) wrote2020-12-06 11:25 am
clevermanka) wrote2020-12-06 11:25 am
Sunday Snippet, et. al.
Guardian/adjacent
I'm so glad someone slowed down this gif.
🔪 A Softer World remixes. 🔪
Fanart: Hug. Yawn. Kunlun? Weilan derivatives.
I realized when I linked to a couple Tumblr posts yesterday, anyone who isn't on that platform might not know there's all sorts of amazeballs Guardian content over there and I do my best to reblog all of it. I limit myself to 5 or so Guardian posts a day, so it's not worth following me for just Guardian stuff, but you can check out my Guardian tag anytime (158 pages and counting).
PWP is with beta, but on Friday I opened up the Hellbent prequel that I'm writing withglymr! For context, they're teenagers at summer science camp.
“So if you don’t like science, why are you here?”
Zhao Yunlan grinned and leaned back, lacing his hand behind his head. “I needed to get one over on my old man, and this was the last thing he expected.” At Shen Wei’s frown, he leaned forward again with a shrug. “I accidentally pissed off the wrong group of kids and they came after me, said I was the one who picked the fight. They trashed my bike and said I wrecked it. My dad said it was the last straw, that he was pulling me out of public school next school year. Unless I could prove to him this summer I could, uh,” he made finger quotes with a smirk, “Straighten up and fly right, I’d spend my last two years of high school at a military academy.” He grimaced and his face went blank and gray. “I woulda dropped out and run away before that happened.” He blinked and the light in his eyes returned, if a little dimmer. “But hey, I figured this would be easy and effective. It certainly shocked him into agreeing. If I do well here, I can graduate from good old Mountainside High.”
Shen Wei blinked. “Easy? This is one of the most rigorous camps in the country.”
I'm so glad someone slowed down this gif.
🔪 A Softer World remixes. 🔪
Fanart: Hug. Yawn. Kunlun? Weilan derivatives.
I realized when I linked to a couple Tumblr posts yesterday, anyone who isn't on that platform might not know there's all sorts of amazeballs Guardian content over there and I do my best to reblog all of it. I limit myself to 5 or so Guardian posts a day, so it's not worth following me for just Guardian stuff, but you can check out my Guardian tag anytime (158 pages and counting).
PWP is with beta, but on Friday I opened up the Hellbent prequel that I'm writing with
glymr! For context, they're teenagers at summer science camp.“So if you don’t like science, why are you here?”
Zhao Yunlan grinned and leaned back, lacing his hand behind his head. “I needed to get one over on my old man, and this was the last thing he expected.” At Shen Wei’s frown, he leaned forward again with a shrug. “I accidentally pissed off the wrong group of kids and they came after me, said I was the one who picked the fight. They trashed my bike and said I wrecked it. My dad said it was the last straw, that he was pulling me out of public school next school year. Unless I could prove to him this summer I could, uh,” he made finger quotes with a smirk, “Straighten up and fly right, I’d spend my last two years of high school at a military academy.” He grimaced and his face went blank and gray. “I woulda dropped out and run away before that happened.” He blinked and the light in his eyes returned, if a little dimmer. “But hey, I figured this would be easy and effective. It certainly shocked him into agreeing. If I do well here, I can graduate from good old Mountainside High.”
Shen Wei blinked. “Easy? This is one of the most rigorous camps in the country.”