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[bellasmumblingsandmusings]

Teaser Tuesday/WIP Wednesday!

Tagging @nyx-knox @roguishcat @bardic-inspo @bloodinwine No pressure! Give me a teaser of what you are working on! Because I post

What Could Have Been on Weds, I am gonna try and do these on Tuesdays!

SPOILERS Ahead! For Chapter 13!

Astarion hadn’t expected such swiftness from her; he had envisioned her drawing it out—turning it into a game. But the boldness of her action struck him like a spark to tinder, igniting a primal hunger within him. His eyes roved over her, unabashedly drinking in every curve, every shadow. “Very good,” he murmured, his grin widening, his gaze darkening with unspoken promises. “But I’m afraid that’s only the beginning... I want all of it, pet.” Sima leaned back further into the chair, draping her legs over one of the arms, her body arching in a languid stretch that was as provocative as it was defiant. Her hair spilled down one side, her back curving elegantly against the chair’s cushion. “Oh... I suppose you mean this last, inconvenient scrap of lace.” She gestured to the thin black thong at her hips, a teasing smile curling her lips. “I might take it off... perhaps. Or maybe,” she purred, eyes locking onto his with a tantalizing glint, “you should come over here and use those pretty teeth of yours.”

Chapter 13 drops tomorrow! Weds Sept 11 2024 Chapters on Tumblr: Prologue, 1 , 2 , 3 , Interlude, 4 , 5 , 6, 7, 8 , 9 , 10 Interlude 2 , 11 , 12

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[regretfulfeels]

“You were my whole world, and I wasn’t fucking even in yours.”

Brii Watts via regretfulfeels on ig

[kinomiakai]

Surprise!! For my second anniversary over on Patreon, we’re celebrating with an AU of my ongoing story - The Forest! That takes the number of stories this month up to 3! Whew!! All my stories can be read for $1 a month - and, if you want to check out what there is before you pay anything, check out the list of my stories here!

Summary of The Sea: And it was probably just him not being able to find the stuff on his first walk around. It would take even the most focused person a look or two, surely, but it did seem...weird. Weirder, too, because sometimes he swore he could see something move in the water—he’d hear a splash, or see something fall, and it was like it had been thrown back to him or something...but that was impossible, right?

Braith just had a knack for finding lost things.

Merman!Fern, Human!Braith, alternate universe of The Forest. 14939 Words.

Except under the cut!

He breathed in and he followed the dock to the end.

He still wasn’t sure. He still couldn’t be sure, really, because the only explanations he could come up with were something impossible. But he walked to the edge of the dock and knelt down anyway, getting closer to...the sea. Closer to the deeper parts of the sea, anyway, which was...if anything was here, which it wasn’t, it would be out here. In deeper water. Right? It wasn’t as if he’d actually been able to catch a glimpse of anything other than a splash, but…

He breathed out and shook his head.

“Um,” he said quietly, pulling the rock from his small pouch and rolling it between his hands, “I’m looking for a pair of glasses. They might be broken, but—um. If you’ve found them...”

Whew. His heart was hammering.

Braith laughed at himself and gave the stone a small toss, scanning over the water before he closed his eyes. He tucked his head down and hugged his knees to himself just to ease the nerves...he didn’t know if this would be too much, but he hoped it wouldn’t. If someone was there to respond, someone who would want to wait until Braith couldn’t see them...

Something shifted in the water. He heard it. He didn’t open his eyes, but he heard it, he held his breath as he felt the dock shift, as if there was a weight—and then another, and a shade over his eyes like something blocked out the sun—Braith didn’t even breathe—

Something dropped on his foot.

Braith’s eyes snapped open.

But his head was still down, and the only thing he managed to catch sight of was the splash, the ripples, and—

Braith swallowed and stared at where it had been.

For a second there—for a second, he could have sworn he’d seen a tail.

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Goal Tracker Day One

12/17/18 (technically posted at like 12:30 am on the 18th but you get it)

On the nanowrimo website, you can track a goal for however many words in however much time, so I’m going to be trying it out for a new WIP of mine!! My goal is 20,000 words by the end of december (15 days), so I’ll try to keep up with my progress on here and see if I can manage it :)

Word Count: 2117

Remaining: 17883

Excerpt:

“How far is the town?” Lucia groaned. I snorted, unable to help it. Apparently her enthusiasm to get out of the cabin was no match against a bit of wind, though I couldn’t judge her too harshly—I wanted nothing more than to find and inn and huddle up in front of a fire. She scowled, shooting me a withering glare before rushing to catch up with Silas.

“Far,” he said. “I’ve told you, it’s an hour on foot both ways. Find us a horse and then maybe my answer will change.”

“Oh, imagine seeing a horse out here! How majestic would that be?” Elsie said with a dreamy smile.

Silas, Lucia, and I rolled our eyes in unison. Leave it to Elsie to completely miss the point and spin it into something cheerful.

[regretfulfeels]

“I wish my heart would get the memo that you’re not coming back. My heart is still hoping that you’ll show up at our door either morning or night to tell us that you should have never left. But I know you are never coming back, and that breaks my heart little by little each day.”

Brii Watts (regretfulfeels on ig)

[regretfulfeels]

“It’s funny really. I knew nothing would ever come out of that relationship.” She said with a slight smile.

“Why did you stay for so long then?” Her friend asks.

A question that her, herself did not know.

— regretful conversations Pt4

Brii Watts (regretfulfeels on ig)

[regretfulfeels]

“You deserved much more than me” he said.

“No, I deserved to receive the same amount of love I gave.” She replied.

“I tried, didn’t I?”

She looked at him for what seemed like ages. She could have lied to him, but instead she simply told him the truth.

“So you thought you did.”

— regretful conversations Pt 3

Brii Watts (regretfulfeels on ig)

[regretfulfeels]

“At night, when I’d lay down, all I could think about was you. That is how I’d torture myself because I know I can never have you.”

Brii Watts (regretfulfeels on ig)