#im also terrible at tagging
Last Line Game
Thank you for tagging me @asunachinadoll!
Rule: Post the last line you’ve written and tag as many people as there are words in that line.
Did two lines instead of one because I owe an extra line for not posting for so long :’D
Please take this snippet instead of my knee caps.
Connor scoffed internally, and then scoffed externally. Well of course they wouldn’t throw knives at justanybody. Obviously he was referring to intruders with ill intent, who were not in fact “anybody”, but were in fact people soon to have knives in them.
Ahhh, I won’t give a block text of 43 tags (wow I feel like I flubbed this game a bit eh heh heh) but here’s a few, and anybody else feel free to participate as well!
Tagging:@liketolaugh-writes@lost-tanuki@gavinisqueertbh@phckingusername@connorguerrin and, again, I encourage any other writers who wanna join in for funsies! It’ll be interesting to see the last line of your fic out of context :D
[In a melodic and gentle tone Richard whispered Gavin’s name sweetly, hoping to bring the Detective back in.]I just finished page one of chapter 11 today so this was well timed.
Gosh I’m no good at tagging but please if you’re writing do it.
I think this is the one I was working on last?
It only made the disappointment hit harder with each rung Niles managed to climb on the ladder to success - a degree, a prestigious job, marriage - that Connor lagged behind on or failed at altogether.
ohhh how did you know. well I guess the cat’s out of the page. bag.
“What the fuck did I do now captain?” He wouldn’t be surprised if he had fucked up somehow, somewhere, or maybe the captain found out he faked the concussion after Connor knocked him out to do- not work approved things.
is this serial killer nines beginning? mayhaps. mayhaps.
any fellow writers feel free to take this!!!
