#oopf

[aska234]

Thank you @enby-in-fandom for the challenge!!! Haha♡ this ones gonna be a LONG one o7

I am just also gonna quickly add that half of 'em are fics and the other half are drawings soooooo have fun figuring out which is which!!!

RULES: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

xxxxx

You don't choose your family

N1

fic pic

Out of all fangirls you look least intimidating

Kiedy stajesz się nietykalny

coraline szkic full thing

Therapy gone south

fem vox

Prison Break

kinda git ;o;p

Nothing Good Comes From Secrets

Alien SBI - Sicfic

Fight scene AlastorvsCharlie

*Blank* (I literally have no title on this one hahha)

Ask away! :D

*me sweating, trying to find enough friends to tag* OH BOI- u know what? I'm doing random selection and i'm tagging unknown number of ppl from the art tag. It is nice to meet you, you're now my friend.

@rivsticks @chihuahuawashere @chucapybara @autism-kun @n1m3brok @prince-liest @xenahikart @irrlicht-ghostfront @ravenmoodle @blackblood-tonic @weaponizedmoth @sanitizarium @s0upjuice @dharmaart @nyanimisu

[aviatrix-ash]

Speaking of.. if, by chance any of the poor rampers who got stuck loading my heavy ass (yellow sticker bombed) 100 pound toolbox onto any of the planes or trucks today happen to be on here too

...sowwy 🥺👉👈

But big thanks for helping me get it to my job ;w;💕

[eureka-its-zico]

Your ™️ is falling for men with big chest and arms (bc they have even bigger hearts ofc ofc🫰)

You’re so right, Nonnie. I do fall very hard for very big men…because of their very large hearts.. 👀👀

[rosesonbreeze]

He knows nothing for certain, except that Lucas is maddeningly good at this. The methods of seduction, discussed at length, clearly used on men and women. It is Lex who's nervous, lacking in the typical arrogance he approaches everything. There may be a few men who line his history, but Lex always entertained them in the name of a mission. This? It is personal, even if it is just a night's fancy. Something for Lex Armstrong the person, not the agent. "I think we've done enough talking." He states, allowing desire to overcome his nerves. Filling the space between them, his hands grasp around Lucas' blonde locks. Ushering his pink lips against his, all but grunting at the impact. He tastes like wit and wine, smells like charm and pine trees. Literal and emotional, lost into one. Finally, Lex surrenders.

he struggles to hide his smile when he's met with the man's adorable surprise. can tell that he'd been at 50/50 odds about whether or not he'd actually turn up. it's a risk, lucas is fully aware of that. however, if he wasn't as adventrous as he was, he doubted that he'd ever have taken on the career he had and they wouldn't have found themselves in this position in the first place. he's thankful that he is, that his decisions up until this point have resulted into this moment. the blond isn't a total fool, understands it will never transpire into anything more - but he doesn't see the harm in indulging in the moment. in lex's compelling attention. "oh?" he feigns ignorance, brow furrowing sweetly as he turns his head to look back at the american, gaze darkening with everything he's yet to say. "...care to enlighten me on how maddening i am?"

[notyourmamasdeerbat]

Silly Saturday Sunday

I was tagged in this delightful little prompt by @draco-illius-noctis - hello, dear! Hope you're well! 👋 Have some sleep deprived tinkerer sillies.

“I set up the alignment lense, but the etheric flow is off by at least three. Am I missing something?”

Rook frowned, squinting at the layered bronze apparatus and its various blue runes where it cast out a thick, buzzing line of magic through a glass lens and into its partner mechanism on the workshop bench. It was late. Very late. They'd been at this for hours, trying to puzzle through the scraps of this thing they'd picked up in Arlathan within a crumbling ruin that the blighted deepstalkers had turned into their den. It seemed to have an adverse effect on the Veil, generating barriers that pushed and pulled and had at one point blocked off the tunnel to the Deep Roads entirely– before it had malfunctioned, apparently. 

Rook leaned forward on their stool, wrists draped over their knees. “I don't think so.” 

Bellara huffed, flipping down a few lenses of her own, multicolored glass catching the Fade light on the huge goggles that made her eyes seem comically massive. Fingers flickering with mana, she ran her hands gently over the air around the buzzing artifact, assessing. “But if the flow isn't strong enough, there's nothing included here to magnify the mirror effect. Without it–”

Rook clicked their tongue, an epiphany struggling sleepily to the surface. “Mmm. You could switch out the-” 

“Oh! I am missing something!” Bellara chirped, startling herself as she started to beam at them, pausing to glance into their face with a wide, sparkling grin. “A brain.”

Rook laughed as the Dalish tinkerer set to work at the Veil Jumper’s unspoken suggestion, expertly twisting one of the support disks of the artifact so that its lights flickered and dimmed, removing it and replacing it on a lower rung, doing the same to put another in its place.

Aligned in the correct order, the beam flickered back to life with new intensity, striking the parallel glass and instantly rendering the air around them for maybe ten feet alive with buzzing magic, making their hair stand on end as if by lightning strike. Bellara made a surprised, shrill little “oopf!” sound as she was practically thrust out of her seat with a trilling buzz and a brief flash of light, her massive bun unravelling its edges to poof in all directions like the tail of a startled black cat. 

Rook felt the hair on their arms raise as their bangs lifted off their face, suspended in mid air in gently drifting wisps as sparks of static electricity raced over their skin. The Veil Jumpers looked at each other, assessing the damage, before dissolving into giggles as ripples of the Fade shimmered like oil on water all around them from the central machinery. 

Veil Jumper shenanigans are so precious to me. Tagging anyone who'd like to join in! Hello, beloveds, drink some water! @andthekitchensinkao3 @fenrelmercar @sunny374940 @spinfins @emmieloumay @nevarrantorte @jenn2d2 @hedwigoprah and YOU! 🫵💕

[yayasvalveplay]

Oopf. Having the same weapon as what killed your carrier must be rough on poor Tronus (this poor boy keeps suffering)

Tronus didn't know. No one told him how his Carrier died, Exactly how they never old him why his sire was locked up besides "He did a terrible thing."

It wasn't until he asked the Matrix what happened to his Carrier and Sire. Now the Matrix is blunt. It will just tell him strait up (I still need to do that animatic someday)

"Your sire killed your mother. With that canon he welds." Tronus tries getting more out of the Matrix but it stays silent.

Tronus looks at his own canon arm once he returns to his body. He's crying now, whipping at his tears, and almost immedietly Elita is there to comfort him, holding him close, swaying him. He cries in mama Elita's arms, scared of what his own could do.

"Why would Sire hurt Carrier?" He'd whimper out before just being held tighter. Elita can't tell him.

[mart-rt]

( oopf yeah... )

[aviatrix-ash]

Whaaa that's so cool!!! And what a queen she is! I be she has many a sea tale to share :3

Oh and happy bday!!!!:D

@aviatrix-ash I GOT SALUTED BY RHE QUEEEEEEN this is the Paul r tregurtha and I’m still screaming about it.

[yellowhollyhock]

We had enough incidents as kids where we accidentally locked ourselves out of our own bedroom, we kept the screen off the window so we could climb through that way. We also just liked having that option open, window led directly to rose bushes and close to the side yard where the bikes were. It wasn't a secret from parents (I don't think? idk I'm just a middle child)

Fast forward to a different house, I don't remember why we took that screen off, I think it ripped, but anyway I'd developed the habit from younger years to sit on the windowsill. To look at the stars or take in the sunlight without committing to outside.

I also had a fish tank, and a smaller spare tank for when we needed it, like for cleaning

smaller tank used recently, no fish but still full of water, lid off, under window (why did I leave it there)

Outside it's raining gently. Sun shining. Perfect moment, I need the window open, I'm gonna sit a while

Phone in my pocket. Hmm it's raining a little harder. Maybe I should set my phone on my dresser so it doesn't get wet.

Removing phone from pocket trickier than anticipated. Wait why am I doing this? It's not like it's raining that hard it'd probably be safe in my--

oopf phone out of pocket thought process derailed phone out of hand. Splash sound. ah

phone at the bottom of open fish tank, where I flung it in an effort to protect it from a couple raindrops

[aviatrix-ash]

Sadly is all we got of them on the Metroplex pages. :'3

WHO ARE THEEEEEEY

[aviatrix-ash]

Oopf.

My callsign is now ELT cause my test of one of the heli's emergency location transmitter went a taaaad bit out of the FAA allowed 5 minute window aaand the shop got a call from the airport 😅

[chaos-potat]

Here's my confession:

I have a crush on my best friend ( both of us are girls) but she only likes boys, so I never tell her I love her as I fear of ruining our friendship. She keeps dating all kind of dudes neither of them ends up treating her good and while I listen to her crying over her broken heart,I think ,how unfair is that, if I just got one chance, I could treat her light years better, than any man she ever dated.

oopf, classic lesbian story, actually I think this is the gay experience since it's happened to me

it is rough, dude, I'm sorry :(

[demonsteapot]

no one asked november #24 - femboy friday (4/4)

viv is definitely a star employee and not chronically late and also definitely doesnt show up to his job in the dumbest fucking outfits

sorry about this one i spent all day on it and it didnt come out how i wanted so oopf argh

[sunlightmurdock]

Oopf hot married coworkers wife🫢

Could be a harmless comment because men are stupid and dense sometimes

Don’t give them too much credit, they know what they’re doing

[cutebabeshiddengarden]

stuck in bed oopf! :0

[calliettes-posts]

Oopf okay, we got thé break-up over with. They better hurry with redemption arc 🥺🥺

About damn time

I can't wait for their character arcs, it'll be so good