#inevitablyuncertain

[kalira]

WIP Wednesday Sentences

From my June 17th post here; Stretch for @inevitablyuncertain and @stonemaskedtaliesin, thanks!

‟Another day.” Hilmir agreed with a sigh, rolling over again to lean his head more heavily into Ryan’s hand, crushing his arm against the side of the couch. It was a familiar gesture. ‟Why are you still reading that, it’s awful.” It wasn’t a question, save in the sense that Hilmir was very good at slanting his tone as I am wondering about your sanity. Ryan mostly didn’t bother to think about what that said about him; he knew himself very well. ‟I’ve gotten this far, and I want to see what happens to this princess.” Ryan said.

[lizhly-writes]

@inevitablyuncertain happy wednesdaythursdayfridaysaturdaysundaymonday! for wip wednesday, apr 15 2026 in wip doc.

Yang Haoran knew how this world was going to end. Despite their current engagement, Jiang Mingxi was the heroine’s love interest, and Yang Haoran wasn’t any kind of heroine. Rather, he was standing in Chen Lihua’s way, and the world would happily run over him in order to clear a path.

… Was this why he was coughing up flowers to begin with? Was this how the world was going to get rid of him?

Ah. What a depressing thing to think about.

The pillow didn’t help. After all, the pillow held no answers. A bed was a wonderful thing, but there was only so much comfort it could provide.

It was time to follow the age-old tradition of man: when the going gets rough, get a drink.

[lizhly-writes]

may i hear of 'the dose makes the poison' <.<

Okay, so this would be a what-if/companion story to all things are poison, which is, in itself, part of an SVSSS AU where members of the Cang Qiong Sect are traditionally married as part of their leadership promotion. "all things are poison" is a oneshot that shows that the whole marriage thing (between og Shang Qinghua and Yue Qingyuan in PIDW), did not work. It didn't fix anything, it didn't save anyone, the tragedy is inevitable. Rocks fall, everybody dies.

"the dose makes the poison" is a what-if where I ask myself what would it take for the engagement/marriage to turn out well?

So far? The answer is blackmail. I don't remember exactly what I planned, but roughly speaking: Yue Qi catches Shang Houhua colluding with demons (will get him thrown out as a traitor spy), Shang Houhua catches Yue Qi burying a body (will get him thrown out for murder). And thus, their relationship kicks off with way less secrets and uh, a lot more tension from the whole mutually assured destruction thing. But familiarity breeds closeness! Theoretically, it'll work out, probably!

ask me a question!

[writerbits]

@inevitablyuncertain Febuwhump?

@kallisto-k Febuwhump please!

Terror squeals as his wing is pinned against Ao's chest, then squeals louder when he realizes it's the wrapped one. Last time Master Ao had swung his cane Terror had turned to face him instead of running. His wing had taken the full brunt of the hit to his side.

"Enough of that." Ao sighs. He shakes Terror a little. Just enough to make the creature nauseous. Make him quiet. "You've pulled a nasty trick you little terror." Terror whines even though he knows Ao likes it better when they speak. 

"Look at this." Master Ao unfolds Terror's wrapped wing. He shrieks, but the hands cradling his chest digs into his side. The shriek cuts off as the air is squeezed out of him. He wheezes and Ao pokes and prods the limb. Clicking his tongue with dissatisfaction.

[lizhly-writes]

@zyrafowe-sny @inevitablyuncertain for wip wednesday, jan 21, 2026. Neither of you specified an additional file, so you get random words.

An extremely strong scent of alcohol filled the room. Enzhe smiled. “My father received a quality liquor the other day,” she said. “I thought it would be an excellent chance to taste it together.”

On cue, Melaine and Sue jumped in.

“That’s very generous of you, Lady Enzhe.”

“Thank you very much, Lady Enzhe!”

Enzhe smiled. “It’s nothing much.” Saying so, she poured out two tiny glasses of amber liquid, despite the fact that there were three people sitting at the table. One for herself, and one for Melaine.

Of course, Sue was used to this sort of thing. Lackey #2 held a lower position than Lackey #1. She could only smile brightly as Enzhe and Melaine drank.

Enzhe made a subtle face of disgust. “It’s not good.”

“It’s not to my taste,” Melaine agreed delicately.

“Sue,” Enzhe said, dark eyes glittering. “Why don’t you try it?”

[lizhly-writes]

@inevitablyuncertain for wip wednesday, jan 7 2026, in 1000 words. Yep, it's definitely still Wednesday. In fact, it's the same Wednesday you prompted me on. Whoo, you're right, the days really do blur.

The compound was busy when Baphomet came back. Or at least, his place was busy. All the little old ladies were chatting on the blankets they’d laid down in his yard, carrying thermoses full of hot tea to ward off the evening chill. Someone had set up a telescope on the grass.

“You’re here!” Beezlebub said, beaming brightly, the very picture of a child excited to see his older brother.

“…Yeah,” Baphomet said, weirded out. Beezlebub had never been happy to see him.

“Dear," said the granny Beezlebub kept hanging around with, “the only way he’d miss it is if he came back in morning.”

Beezlebub huffed. “He might pull that off just to annoy me!”

[genderbinaryisforlosers]

2 and 20 for the ask?

2. Did you have any reading goals? if yes, did you complete them?

didn't really have any, although the last couple years i've been trying to read more nonfiction and i did read some :) i read 27 books overall which i'm quite pleased with

20. Best fiction you read this year

definitely Our Hideous Progeny by C.E. McGill, seriously i recommend it so much

[kalira]

WIP Wednesday Sentences

From my June 4th post here; No Choice At All for @stonemaskedtaliesin and @inevitablyuncertain, thanks!

He thought, fleetingly, of Luka, and of how he had- ‟You wanted to keep me with you,” Sho said, not quite, a question, and Kei swallowed, nodding, his chest painfully tight, ‟I understand that. And maybe I know better than you do,” he said with a crooked smile, ‟that you would never hurt me.” ‟Not willingly.” Kei admitted, faintly raspy. ‟I can’t be entirely sorry your choice was taken away,” Sho said, and Kei blinked, ‟much as I’d like to punch Luka in the face.” he continued, and Kei’s eyes widened; Sho had spoken unhappily about Luka as a child, but only rarely, and never like that. Sho smiled at him again, fingers flexing. ‟I can’t be sorry for what brought you into my life, though I am sorry you spent so long alone.”