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leonardalphachurch · 3 months
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here take this real fucking random chucker excerpt from a cccr scene that’s literally like. years away i was just really inspired to write it now.
okay you get the smallest amount of context. this is post-tucker confession, the boys just started officially dating. and also church is finally on the “coming to terms with his past self” arc
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“Yeah, well,” Tucker shifted on the bed to be facing Church, “I promise that if your wife ever dies and you decide to alienate all your friends and tear out a piece of your psyche to torture, I’d stop you instead of helping you do it.”
Church scoffed. “They told you about Price, huh.”
“Hey, this was a brand new type of Church breakdown, I needed to know the context.”
Church let out a bitter laugh, almost despite himself. “Well, did you learn the context? Did you have fun with my whole life out on fucking display for you?”
“Yeah, I learned that that guy was an asshole and I’m a way better Church’s man friday.”
Church laugh was a little less bitter, this time. “Pretty sure you’d be the dead wife in that scenario, anyway.”
If Church wasn’t so caught up in his own mind, he would’ve noticed the way that Tucker stilled. Cocked his head. Processed what Church had just said. Smiled.
When he spoke, it was soft, a little giddy. Almost as if he wasn’t addressing Church at all, but speaking a truth into the world, solidifying the unspoken into fact by allowing it to be named.
“…I’m your Allison?”
“Huh??” Church turned to face Tucker for the first time this conversation. It seemed to break him out of his own mind, at least, as he reversed back what he’d said. “That’s— That is NOT what I said!”
“That’s kinda exactly what you said, man.” Tucker’s smile was wide and bright. “Kinda the most romantic thing you’ve ever said.”
“Oh my god. That’s not romantic. It’s fucking, creepy and weird!”
“Creepy and weird and romantic.”
Church shook his head and turned away again. “I fucking hate you.”
Tucker laughed and moved to Church’s side. Looking over at his grinning face was like looking into the sun; it gave Church a fucking headache.
“Hey.”
“What?”
“I love you too.”
“Oh, fuck off!” Church said, and yet, despite his verbal protests, made no efforts to resist Tucker pulling him into a kiss.
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Submitted the excerpt part of the audition just in time for my computer to die 👍👍
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ao3feed-nanago · 5 days
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Excerpts from the Letters of Gojo Satoru the Untouchable the Chromatic Sage & the Saint of Shamans
by invective Painstakingly collected by High Archivist Ijichi Kiyotaka through decades of writings, these missives create a fascinating portrait of one of the greatest sorcerers of all time as he constructed his Domain—a sprawling, sumptuous tower that still stands today in the center of the Persimmon Valley. Gojo Satoru cemented his place in history when he perished to stop the Calamity. But before that, he was just a man like any other. Penned over the course of about a decade, Gojo’s startlingly intimate letters offer a distinctly human touch to the man who slew a god. He was a man who laughed, worried, and loved as much as the rest of us. Words: 8921, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Categories: M/M Characters: Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento Relationships: Gojo Satoru/Nanami Kento Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Wizard Towers, Epistolary, Getting Together, Bittersweet Ending via https://ift.tt/r1cxhW2
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snugglesquiggle · 1 month
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Any tips on using fonts in ao3?
going to assume you're familiar with the basics — creating a new workskin at Dashboard → Skins → My Work Skins, and selecting a skin on the Edit Work page. if not, AO3 has a tutorial for this
(though skimming the tutorial, it doesn't seem to mention the <span> tag, which is your best friend when it comes to applying styles to a bit of text within a paragraph)
now for the more specific part of this question. also, be warned i'm going to be embarrassingly technical before i actually answer your question.
this is going to sound funny, but i am by and large not a fan of manipulating fonts as a stylistic device. my personal opinion is that what font a text is displayed in should be for the user to decide, both for preference and for accessibility reasons (e.g. there's fonts designed for dyslexic readers). i also tend to find most font changes to be a a bit goofy and immersion-breaking
it's different when i do it, but i'll explain my cope in a second
anyway, the style property you want to change to set in your work skin is font-family. e.g. font-family: monospace will give text a code/"typewriter" look, and on my own site i use "font-family: Newsreader, serif;". (the comma there essentially says 'if you don't have Newsreader installed, any serif font will do)
but as mentioned, i don't like messing with fonts, and in fact, there is no font styling as such in my fic at all. what gives?
(note: im going include mildly spoilery excerpts from my fic, Hostile Takeover)
but basically, i wrap cyn's dialogue in <code> tags, and most browsers will make that monospaced by default, but it leaves the door open for custom userskins to add their own flair to code blocks.
for example, my site puts little boxes around them
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but with all that said, i think i might be taking this question overly literally. i think it's likely you aren't talking specifically about just fonts, and most of the interesting things people want to replicate from my fic aren't about what shape the letters are.
my secret weapon for styling this fic is the humble text-shadow property.
what it does is simple: it creates a copy of the text, and you have four knobs to turn: you can shift it over horizontally or vertically, blur it, and of course change the color
text-shadow: 1px 2px 3px red
this gives you a copy of the text shifted to the right 1 pixels, down 2 pixels, blurred 3 pixels and colored red.
text-shadow: 1px 2px 3px red, -1px -2px 3px blue
same deal but now there's another in the opposite directions colored blue, like a chromatic aberration.
you don't have to include the color or the blur if you dont want color or blur.
now i'll run through some real examples
the "pain" effect is what you get when you stack text vertically
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text-shadow: 0 -3px 0px, 0 3px 0px;
the "beyond the grave" effect is text stacked horizontally
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text-shadow: 2px 0px 0px;
the famous "i want you destroy you" text is of course colored, and here i offer an actual tip
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you can predict the offsets, but the color is special
text-shadow: 2px -1px 0px #da38;
full explanation here, but basically, when you write a color with four values, the first three are RGB, but the last is the opacity. i think this matters because, if the earlier part of this post didn't make it clear, i care about readers getting a good experience no matter how they choose their custom styles (within reason, ofc)
by making the color slightly transparent, it blends with the background color, means whether you read with a light them or dark, it meets you half way
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(try removing the transparency on that shade, and it's a pretty harsh contrast on both modes — though part of that might be that i made it super saturated to compensate for the transparency.)
i have some complaints about how ao3 handles css, and one of them is that it forbids you from using the very convenient filter: blur() function. to work around this, i cooked up a very "we have blur at home" solution
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text-shadow: 0px 0px 6px, 1px 1px 3px, -1px -1px 3px; opacity: 50%;
(it looks much better on my site, where i can filter: blur all i like)
one of the reasons this sucks is that without a doubt the biggest limiter on doing really complicated stuff with text shadows is that they don't stack.
you'll notice that when the "pain" effect shows up, the "blur" effect disappears.
this matters most for what is definitely the most striking and involved use of text shadows in the work: the big man himself
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the basic principle here isn't that special. the illusion of depth is accomplished by increasing blur and opacity the 'deeper' the text is supposed to be. the biggest trick here is that instead of the 'px' we've been using everywhere before, the offsets use 'em', which is a unit that relative to the font size.
but there is a nuance. you see:
text-shadow: 0px 1px 0px, 0px -1px 0px, #fd64 2px 2px 2px, #fd68 2em 1em 3px, #fd65 4em 2em 5px; text-shadow: #fd64 2px 2px 2px, #fd65 2em 1em 5px; text-shadow: #fd6 2px 2px 5px, 0px -3px 0px, 0px 3px 0px, #fd68 2em 1em 3px;
the "translate" looks like a combination of the new effect and the pain effect, but i had to give it a special style, specifying both by hand.
if you want to layer things, it will get out of hand, and if you ever opt to revise the specific colors or values, solver help you.
also, this doesnt show up anywhere in HT (yet), but i've used it in the past — only setting the blur of a text-shadow lets you give words an 'aura', and it's a neat and simple effect
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(excerpt from Eifre Quest, an original work of mine from years ago. i have mixed feelings about it)
sorry if that was a long ramble or self-indulgent, but hopefully something there was new or helpful.
thanks for asking!
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capn-o-my-soul · 7 months
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wish me luck tomorrow i have an audition for a youth orchestra!
shouldn't be too bad hopefully all i have to play is an etude (vassily brandt #9) and two orchestra excerpts (the main one from petroushka as well as the waltz from petroushka) and then two major scales and chromatic scale
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dev-the-dm · 2 years
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Collection: Purple Dragons
“Born from amaranthine, great form uncoiled, ivory claws extended to the smoke-storming sky, pale eyes blinded by immense hands, yet no less daunting than if they would pierce each mind.” - Excerpt from “Song of the Dragon”, a mythological account of an encounter with the Great Blind Serpent, Rilzriaduss (author unknown)
Scourge of the Underdark. Where some are lucky enough to see - and survive - an encounter with a red, blue or green dragon, those who have encountered their purple cousins are fewer and far between. Purple dragons are difficult to learn about, both because they are extremely solitary creatures, preferring the company of none in their caves and underground burrows, and because any unfortunate soul that meets one rarely escapes with their life. Purple dragons burrow out their lairs, digging it out of stone and earth, and are most often found in the Underdark, where they prey on unsuspecting passersby, which are most often drow or svirfneblin. On rare occasions, purple dragons have dealt with humanoid races through mutual agreements - purple dragons are, in fact, smart enough to manipulate, and wise enough to understand when they have been outnumbered or when escape is unlikely. They are powerful though disloyal allies, although their pure strength is often enough to make up for their rapidly-shifting alliances.
Mental masters. Purple dragons are, just moments after hatching, notoriously difficult to control, whether through mind magic or through deception. Their nature allows them a strong defense against magical effects, and influencing their minds is nearly impossible. They are well-spoken beings, capable of such mental gymnastics that they can change other creatures’ minds without revealing their intentions. However, as cousins to the chromatic dragons, purple dragons are also greatly manipulative, evil, and cruel.
For better, full-page high quality imagery, take a look at the Purple Dragons Collection at the Homebrewery here!
Under the Read More, you’ll find the purple dragon’s lair actions and regional effects.
Lair actions. Purple dragons lair underground, preferring darkness or minor fluorescence over the brightness of day. Their adaptation to their subterranean surroundings has made their lairs dangerous to any that venture within. Purple dragons enjoy hiding in loose earth or amongst crystalline rock, to camouflage themselves, and are masters of stealth, especially within their own lairs.
On initiative count 20 (losing initiative ties), the purple dragon takes a lair action to cause one of the following effects; the dragon can’t use the same effect two rounds in a row:
Thick magical fog billows around the dragon in a 20-foot radius that spreads around corners. The area is heavily obscured and creatures within it are blind. A creature with darkvision can’t see through the darkness, and light (nonmagical or not) cannot illuminate it. After 1d4 rounds, the fog becomes slightly transparent and the area is lightly obscured. The next round, the fog vanishes.
One creature of the dragon’s choice within 120 feet of the dragon is set upon by illusory imagery of attackers. That creature must succeed on a DC 15 Wisdom saving throw or be frightened of these imaginary creatures for 1 minute. While frightened, the creature attempts to fight these creatures off, which appear to approach it from any area in dim light or darkness. At the end of each of its turns, the affected creature can repeat its saving throw, ending the effect on a success. A creature can’t be affected by this lair action twice within 24 hours.
The dragon’s shadow appears to start moving on its own. Until the start of the dragon’s next turn, it gains a +3 bonus to AC, and attack rolls against it have disadvantage.
Regional effects. The region containing a legendary purple dragon’s lair is warped by the dragon’s presence, which creates one or more of the following effects:
Caves and narrow passages underground begin winding in a labyrinthine, nonsensical way. Corridors connect in non-Euclidian manners, dead ends appear where a connection to another space was expected, and previously crossed spaces suddenly seem to be cut off by steep rock walls or unexpected cave-ins that were unnoticed before.
Nonmagical and magical illumination is immediately snuffed out within 1 mile of the lair, and can’t be lit again.
Twisted crystalline constructions or dimly phosphorescent mushrooms grow in great numbers within 5 miles of the lair. Areas with large concentrations of crystals or mushrooms are considered difficult terrain. A mushroom that is disrupted (such as stepped upon or destroyed) releases a cloud of poisonous gas. A creature that inhales the gas must succeed on a DC 14 Constitution saving throw or take 3d6 poison damage and be poisoned for 1 hour.
If the purple dragon dies, the mushrooms wither and die after 1d10 days, but the crystals remain indefinitely. Immediately after its death, routes within the caves no longer change randomly, and lanterns can be lit once again.
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hergan416 · 7 months
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Someone liked an old post for this WIP game that had gone around several years ago, and, since I am working 12 days in a row starting today, and about to have very little time to deal with my writing, thought it might be fun to bring back.
WIP Game
Rules: I'll list the file names of my WIPs below. Send me an ask about one that interests you and I'll tell you more about it/post an excerpt.
All my WIPs are currently Moriarty the Patriot. The single One Piece fic I want to continue doesn't currently even have a blank document.
If you're not 18 please don't ask about my E rated works. If you're over 18 and the work could be safe for work, let me know what section you want to see more of.
Poison Paradise 18 (E, but there are safe for work sections to choose from)
And I Can Bring The Sex Appeal (E)
Spin Ch 2 (E)
Soiree at Mr. Inslip's Club (E, but there are safe for work sections to choose from)
Knot In My Name Event (E)
Milverton x Dorian Gray (not yet rated, aiming for T or M)
I'll tag some people who may be interested in doing this too, but don't consider it exhaustive. Feel free to take the meme if you want to, even if you haven't been tagged. [Please make your own separate post to avoid clogging others dashboards]
@user-needs-new-hyperfixation @seeingteacupsindragons if you have anything in progress your allowed to talk about on tumblr? @shinyphoenix @eternallaughter @nenya85 @winxhelina @chromatic-lamina
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endlesstwanted · 7 months
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What I Carry Engraved In My Soul
I’m so excited to be sharing my 300th posted work on Ao3! I wanted to do something special for this milestone and here is which I believe was the very first fic I started writing about the Thunderbolts, where I left some of my favourite headcanons of what I believe the Thunderbolts could become in this one. I hope you enjoy it !!
As a note, I’ve turned my previous ‘Thunderbolts collection’ series into a collection where I believe it’s easier to navigate via the filters; it can be found here.
Fandoms: The Falcon and the Winter Soldier, Black Widow Movie, Ant-Man Movies
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/John Walker & Yelena Belova & Alexei Shostakov & Ava Starr & Antonia Dreykov
Tags: Post-Canon, Bucky Barnes Recovering, Healing, Angst and Feels, Team as Family
Summary: Bucky is very observant, and for the first time in his life now he gets to put it to good use.
Wordcount: 2,4k
Created for: @allcapsbingo — “I remember all of them.” / @buckybarnesbingo — Chromatic recasting / Genders recasting / @thebo3bingo — Bucky Barnes Recovering / @multifandom-flash’s round one — Intimate Healing + The Empath + All-Loving Hero
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Excerpt:
Bucky is a very observant person, that’s an undeniable fact.
It was an ability he had to develop in the war, during his training as a sniper. Later, it became helpful for the missions Soldat was sent to. No wonder why the world thought of him to be a ghost when he was always five steps ahead of everyone.
This distinctive skill has helped him adapt to different situations, scenarios and jobs he had to handle. It has helped him survive, and in some way, it has brought him to where he is today.
Bucky is very observant, and he’s pretty good at it —while keeping himself aloof of the situation he has to witness. It’s not something he lets show often, of course, and neither is it something he’s exactly proud of, even if in the past the results of it were something that got praised. It feels like spying, but without being in the shadows. Shameless picking up details of different hundreds of people just from how they lace their shoes or how they pronounce the letter s.
Continue reading on Ao3!
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julesofnature · 2 years
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Standing, alone, in a sea of green Sumac heralds the changing season And like an artistic wild fire Is the first in what will become a palette of chromatic vibrancy.
-excerpt from  Dagwaagin (Autumn) by Shawn White Eagle Sep 2013
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ailishsinclair · 10 months
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Words and Music on the Making of Meaning
Words and Music The composer Rhodri Williams-Wandoch has created an amazing blend of music and words on the making of meaning. He describes the piece as an intricate and profound improvised invention on a chromatic theme. I’m the second author, a little after 2.20 minutes in, reading an excerpt from SISTERS AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD entitled On War. Listen to my dulcet tones (I think I was…
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leonardalphachurch · 7 months
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another out of context excerpt. this one was written a while ago and is just dialogue
Wash: When I set off that E.M.P., it was to kill The Meta for good. [content cut for spoilers]
Tucker: Wait. What do you mean, “when you set off the E.M.P.?”
Caboose (suddenly nervous): Uhhhhhh.
Donut: Yeah, what’s an E.M.P.?
Tucker: That’s not—
Sarge, Grif, and Simmons (in unison): He means emp.
Donut: Ohhhhh, why didn’t you say that?
Wash (already exasperated): We are not having this discussion again.
Tucker: I wasn’t asking about—
Simmons: You should really be using the proper terminology, Wash.
Grif: Yeah, no one knows what the fuck you’re talking about.
Wash: Everyone knows what I’m talking about! You are the only people who don’t know what I’m talking about!
Tucker (increasingly frustrated): I don’t—
Donut: See, Tucker didn’t know what you were talking about!
Tucker: I was not saying that.
Wash: Tucker agrees with me.
Tucker: I wasn’t saying that either!
Caboose: Maybe we should talk about something else…
Wash: Please.
Tucker: No—
Carolina: Look, it doesn’t matter how it’s pronounced.
Sarge: Right! It doesn’t matter that it’s pronounced emp.
Wash: Carolina doesn’t pronounce it like that
Carolina: Well…
Wash (utterly betrayed): No.
Carolina: I’ve… typically said emp…
Wash: Oh my god.
Tucker: Will you all stop arguing about dumb bullshit? I’m trying to—
Epsilon: Tucker’s right; let’s all just agree that Wash is wrong and move on.
Tucker: Shut up! That’s not what I’m—
Wash (desperately): I am not wrong! Please, Dr. Grey,
Grey: Oh, I have long since learned to stay out of these discussions.
Kimball: And that’s something we should all learn. Let’s get back to—
Tucker, screaming: EVERYONE STOP TALKING!
Grif: Whoa.
Donut: Oop!
Carolina: Do not talk to Kimball like—
Wash: Tucker, you don’t—
Tucker, furious, directly at Wash: SHUT UP! WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU KILLED CHURCH?
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rofilm1 · 1 year
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The cradles of electronic music part 6
(excerpt from my e-book “New Concepts for Music and Sound”: https://www.dev.rofilm-media.net/node/537)
Experiment 1
This first musical experiment is based on principles of serial music. I´ve recorded 12 frequencies according to my “C_scale” from previous chapters. I used Berna 3 to do so, and I used the Messgenerator to get exact and precise frequencies of sine waves. The following picture shows the 3 series of notes I have made from these frequencies. To do so I loaded the recorded tones in my DAW, which I can use, now that I´m building a bridge between the old and the new.
To get a standard length of all 12 recordings I set the tape length of the 4-Track Recorder to 1 second. Later I cut the tones to exactly the lengths mentioned in the graphic below. I used my DAW again to get precise results quite easily.
This composed sequence “from tape” is sent through a Delay (MFM 2 by u-he) and shall be answered by an “improvisation” by Ongaku (with a bit of on-board reverb). I´m going to use only one of the four agents. I´m not going to allow Ongaku to randomly change the delay parameters nor the Fold parameter, because neither delay nor timbre are implemented in the “question” sequences shown above. But envelope (representing time and rhythm), and frequency shall be random/deterministic, as well as the panorama parameter (just to make it a bit nicer). According to my composed sequencies I choose Ongaku´s chromatic scale (the frequencies mentioned above represent all 12 tones in my “C-scale” from earlier in this book.
By setting these limitations, by determining the borders of randomness I´m not acting as one of the musicians, nor as a composer. I´m rather like a director of the orchestra, and this even more as I´m going to change these limits “live” (during Ongaku´s “improvisations”) in later experiments.
The duration of Ongaku´s “improvisation” shall be longer than the duration of my 3 sequences shown above.
The general structure is therefore like shown in the graph above.
Enjoy your day!
Rolf
... to be continued
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pathologicimagines · 4 years
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#18
Imagine: Clara the Changeling approaches you in the Crude Sprawl and explains her approach to jazz harmony and improvisation to you
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dualdeixis · 2 years
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[Image description: Digital drawings of the recompleted Ventus wielding the χ-blade and some of its Formchanges. The χ-blade’s appearance is different from canon: instead of a Keychain, it has a thick red string that ties around Ventus’s hands; it has its own grip which is made of glass like the blade itself; and the Kingdom Keys’ guards are shaped like teardrops, forming a heart as they overlap. The text notes that the wielder doesn’t distinguish between the χ-blade and their own body, and that when summoned, the χ-blade first appears as a glass nail embedded in the chest of its wielder.
The next drawings showcase the Formchanges. The first looks like a pair of scissors, named “Halfmoon Form” and described as severing unbreakable connections. The next looks like a double-sided Kingdom Key, named “Diesis Form” and described as the flaming, ever-turning sword of myth. The last looks like a harp, named “Chromatic Form” and described as making beautiful and horrifying music. End image description.]
excerpt from a strange compendium
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bnesszai · 2 years
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Tagged by @chromatic-lamina ​ to find the words window, chill and scar in my works and post excerpts so! Here we are (snippets under the cut💚)
And to continue, i ask @labyrinthofdreams @oh-warizoro @captainimprobable @kaihxvertz and whoever else would like to play (i honestly am not sure who all writes sorry! please feel free to play along) to find me the words Stars, Ghost, and Break 💚
Window (which is a word i apparently NEVER use jeez, from Blood and Ichor chap 1 (pjo percabeth)
Some would call it fate, the way they meet; the way their eyes lock and cause electricity to arch through their nerves.
Percy knows better.
Still, he can't stop the soft smile that splits his lips. "Sorry for disturbing you."
Grey eyes look at him, blazing in the sun trickling through the window. They're as calculating as always, but Percy knows. He knows that shining gentleness, that small sparkle of amusement. Half her mouth twitches upwards and Percy knows.
She tucks a blonde curl behind her ear and Percy feels his heart clench.
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Chill[y], from hell and you (takehiro from kono oto tomare)
Kudo laughs and pats Kurata’s shoulder a bit too hard, causing him to stumble after her. Weaving in and out of the crowd, Hiro leads him outside. There’s a covered porch, one table setup for beer pong, one setup in a makeshift bar. It’s chilly out, but the stars are bright. Hiro can’t resist staying out to look at them.
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
Kurata takes in the area. Even out here, it’s loud. Music booms from inside, students yell and sing and curse. Groups of them are in corners, making out, though some don’t even have the decency to hide out. Kurata’s brows stitch together. “Uh…”
Giggling, Hiro tugs on his wrist. “I meant the sky.”
Placing a hand in front of his mouth, Kurata chuckles. “Right. Of course.”
She frowns. “Are you okay?”
He glances down at their hands, and then up to the sky. “Just tired.”
Hiro hums but doesn’t say anything. She watches him. The stars reflect on his glasses, dot his eyes. He smiles at her, face soft and adoring. Hiro melts. “Yes,” he says. He lets a finger trace down her cheek. “Beautiful.”
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scar, from a light to ward of ghosts (one piece)
A laugh is the last thing Zoro expects but it's loud and bright. It pisses him off.
A boy, smaller than him, with stark black hair and shining teeth and a scar under his left eye, stands. "Sorry, sorry. Have you seen my brother?"
"Ha? How should I know? What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Eh, you don't know?" The boy tilts his head to the side, much further than even a puppy. Zoro thinks that maybe his neck is broken.
"Of course not." Sighing, Zoro dusts himself off, turning around. "Whatever. I have to get to school."
"Hmm? Isn't it this way?"
Slowly, creaking in a way no ten year old should, Zoro looks at the boy. His face is blank, finger pointing in the opposite direction of where Zoro was headed.
"Right…."
"What, are you lost? How stupid." And then he's laughing again and Zoro shoves him over. "Ow! What the hell was that for, bastard?"
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afterdeck-ace · 2 years
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find the word game!
Tagged by @chromatic-lamina​ to find the words window, chill and scar in my works and post excerpts. Not tagging anyone but if you want to look into your works for the words stretch, glasses, purple and tell me about it, then go for it.
From Family Day (Gen WBP), really love this scene:
“Come on, spoilsport!”
“Ain’t it nice to get to spend some downtime with your favourite brothers?”
“Yeah, yeah, get out of my face,” he said with a huff, hand pushing Rakuyo’s forehead away. He looked towards the island, sunrays playing with the blankets of mist over the forest. He chomped on his cigar, scratched at the scar on his face. Jagged edges but warmth underneath, pervading. He smiled inwardly.
“I’d say we have half an hour to go. Cards?"
From Snitches and itches (Law & Cora & Injury), perfect for the season too:
“I told them not to bother you,” he said, look hidden behind blond messy bangs, brought together by the red beanie he wore outside of work. Quite ordinary considering his family’s fashion taste. Law spotted his signature coat discarded on the bed behind him. Spring air was still chill enough to warrant it.
“It’s fine.” The doctor was done readying the suture tray and set to work without much more words. Gestures practiced time and time again.
And I’m breaking the rules, here, but I saw window and I knew just the scene. It’s from a WIP. The WIP. Choices 2 and I know you’ll like it cause:
He took a cigarette and an engraved lighter, threw the pack on the desk and went for the window. He opened it with a disconcerting ease.
“Aren’t those supposed to have a safety or something?”
“I unlocked it.” The rustling of the lighter, sparks, flame flickering then snuffed out.
“What for? In case you want to jump?”
“No, of course not. In case a patient wants to.”
Marco exhaled the smoke and something settled. “How did you get your degree, again?”
“Sheer willpower, death threats and a couple of blow—”
“Bribes. Let’s stick to bribes, yoi.”
Law’s chuckles filled the room. The way his eyes lightened up when he was pleased with himself, happy almost… It put a smile on Marco’s lips.
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