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This week's word is...
blanket

How to play: Find the word in any WIP and comment with the sentence containing it. Just the one, ideally! The less context, the more hilarious & interesting it can be.

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- All fandoms, all ships, all writers welcome
- Give a head's up for disturbing/distressing content
- If you share a sentence, please read some left by other writers and drop at least one person a comment. (If you leave the first comment, thanks for starting us off, and we hope you'll pop back around later!)

Posting a little early this week because of Christmas Eve! I'll be with family this afternoon.

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From:

bens_writingjournal

[My first time sharing it that ties into the 1000 word challenge for this month's image of a lone dog on a snowy ground]
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"I won't explain much, but he's such a dangerous imbecile." Her grip on the blanket tightens. "His shallow love for me, his—" Lara gulps hard. "—bigoted views on my romantic choices, his—"

Perhaps out of instinct, you lean against her, placing your head on her burnt shoulder. "He's dead. I even made sure he'd never cheat death, like that goddess."

Edited Date: 2025-12-24 04:23 pm (UTC)

From:

theemeraldgirl23

Ugh, I love how you write trauma, like I feel Lara's fear bleeding off the page. I'm assuming the second person pov is Yulia, so I also enjoy how their hurt/comfort dynamic imbues the narrative. They really care about each other.

From:

bens_writingjournal

Yeah, the second person POV is indeed Doppelganger/Yulia's. I've just fallen for using that POV for Dop.

so I also enjoy how their hurt/comfort dynamic imbues the narrative. They really care about each other.

This is the aspect of their relationship that I feel had been underrepresented. You have two women - one is a thrill-seeking daredevil of an adventurer-archeologist who tends to hide trauma stemming from losing her parents and seeing the horrors in her adventures, and the other is, well, her clone who's been alchemically created as a weapon for a spiteful, faux-immortal and fallen goddess. Even as the latter's free from the brainwashing phrase and subsequently overthrown said maker, both of them are utterly shaken from the goddess' actions (and from their immense hostility, plus Lara going through her own horrors, in my in-progress AU). I'd certainly imagine they'd bond over that.

Edited Date: 2025-12-24 08:50 pm (UTC)

From:

nicky_gabriel

Oh, this is sooo intense!

From:

theemeraldgirl23

A bit more context than the line I shared in the discord. Basically, Kitty's family is visiting her in Korea and they see her dorm. Yuri gets back earlier from work than expected and is thrown into the chaos that is the Song-Covey family. The blanket is a project she's been knitting for a while. It's something she does to manage her anxiety.

Guiding her family out of the dorm and to the school entrance, Kitty called a Kakao taxi for them to their hotel. She waved goodbye and returned to the dorm, a heavy sigh leaving her lips as she stepped back into her room.

“Your family is fun,” Yuri said, adding another row to her blanket.

“I’m sorry I put you through that,” Kitty said, putting the necklace on the nightstand.

From:

bens_writingjournal

May I just try to comfort 'em? Honestly, they need it.

From:

theemeraldgirl23

For sure! They in fact comfort each other at the end of the same scene! God knows how much they need it.

“They care about you. It’s sweet. I wish I were that way with my family.”

“I’m very happy to have them. I couldn’t imagine what you had to go through without that.”

Yuri shrugged. “Eh, I turned out okay. Sun-jin is no Mr. Covey, but I still saw hints of love in his eyes when I was younger. It made me think that maybe the neglect meant something.”

Kitty stepped up to Yuri’s bed and engulfed her in a giant hug. Yuri let her knitting needles clatter onto the bed and wrapped her arms around Kitty. They fell onto the bed in a tangled mess of limbs and heartfelt relief.

Edited Date: 2025-12-24 06:00 pm (UTC)