#these are both such early wips...

[faiell]

thank you @astralrainn for the ask!!

oohooho voyeur harry. i wrote this a while back before i had published any fic on ao3. there's not really a plot, just a basic whumpy premise - harry moves to a new muggle flat in a seedy-ish part of town, next to a bar or something. it happens to have a balcony or a fire escape overlooking an alleyway where he happens to see draco night after night, having hookups with a bunch of anonymous muggle men who treat him horribly. completely indulgent...

very rough excerpt so you get the jist:

after, malfoy always lights a cigarette. harry breathes in the smoke. one of these nights he'll go down there, he thinks as he tucks his own spent cock back into his pants. he'll go down there, share a fag, watch the smoke curl around malfoy's mouth. have a taste, make it so he's not so quiet anymore. kiss him and touch him better than those other men, until it's his name malfoy's choking on.

thank you @hoko-onchi-writes for the ask!!

this one was actually my very first attempt at writing a fic, but it didn't go anywhere, possibly bc i had no idea what i was doing!

post-war, harry hasn't been seen in public for years. he's depressed, lonely, and he's become super anxious about the spotlight. he can't believe he's let it get this far.

teddy turns 11 - harry wants to take teddy shopping for supplies for his first year at Hogwarts. he goes to diagon under glamour.

they go to madame malkin's. there, he runs into draco, who is freshly returned to britain from france, where he's owner of his own fashion brand. harry finds out that he's doing a collab with malkin to completely redesign the hogwarts' school uniforms.

draco's return to the british wizarding world is not being received well at all. malkin's gets trashed in protest and people refuse to dress their children in the new uniforms. so he starts trying to convince harry to come back into the public eye and put his support behind the collab as brand ambassador or something.

the rest would probably be a straightforward slowburn through their new, mutually beneficial relationship. but like, really they just want an excuse to spend time with each other and make out :)

i wanted harry's aversion to the public be due to a huge scandal from years ago, where a politician cheated on his wife with harry and it got revealed. that tidbit i kept and put into a different fic!

[abitchandabastard]

was talking to oomf on tiktok about making a samcest 3some fic w dean smushed between them so here’s a quick moodboard

[evanescentdawn]

cheering, hooting and clapping. I’ve WRITTEN. I feel so throughly like a writer back and im so beyond happy and this yukishima dynamic and yukio era is giving me life

"Ah, not that way!" Shima grabs his arm and deters him from where he was about to take a turn left. He grabs his arm so easily like Yukio had ever given him permission but he’s too exhausted to say something. It takes needless energy to argue with someone like Shima.

"Where are you taking me?" He still hasn't left go of his arm.

Shima gives him a grin. He's always grinning, what is he so damn happy about? Does he like being apart of Illuminati that much? For a double spy, Yukio really can't make sense of him.

"Homara-san asked for you. I think she's gotta something for us. A mission…?"

A mission.

An unpleasant feeling curled in his stomach. "Mission?" Yukio asks, "What mission?"

He told Lucifer he wasn't here to be apart of Illuminati. Made it explicitly clear. He's only here for the answers he desperately needs. He's been here for two days, to which they regrew his arm but said that the tests would wait, something had come up. Yukio can only imagine what would that be, knowing what's important to the Illuminati.

…And now Shima's taking him to Homare for a mission, apparently.

Is this why they gave him this outfit to wear?

Shima takes another few turns. He seems very familiar with this place. Yukio, for the little exploring he did, had gotten lost very easily though he would never admit it. Conveniently, there was always someone around to redirect him even though he never asked for it.

The unhidden eyes around the base aren't lost to him. Homare did tell him from day one — they're watching. A warning. Even if Yukio can't see the cameras, he knows they are there.

"Ah.. here we are!"

[kheprriverse]

Did I ever tell y’all Tekoha has kids? Idr tbh but I'm doing that now lol

They’re twins; Tefke and Safiya!

More info in the tags ↓

[dataframe]

ID: Yue Qingyuan, as hosted by Xuan Su, in sleeping robes. It opens a door and stares at the viewer with a neutral frown. END ID.

(wip) xuan su's so fucking funny... why do you look so pissed off all the time my friend

[aquared]

ok im feeling nice here she is my terezi leprechaun wip ….. ignore how shes hatless i will give her a hat soon just dont know what kind yet

[the-mountain-flower]

Worldbuilding priorities according to my brain

Not Important:

Governments

Name of a major antagonist group (TCOA)

Biomes

Any location name (I have 1 solid location name and it's Almyst from C&C which won't be visited until the last part of the series)

Important:

Random little details that will probably have nothing to do with the plot or characters

Sea dragons which are also merfolk (TCOA)

[horrorfilmlesbian]

I may not have a specific divorcee fic playlist but I have my "20s being the disaster years" playlist (self explanatory title) on loop while I write to capture the exact energy I'm going for even tho this is about a hot mess of a bisexual man in his mid 30s and not a early 20s lesbian

[chewysgummies]

Fuck it, Humanized my mer frog-

[m-for-musings]

@unreadpoppy tagged me in a WIP Wednesday post once but it got lost in my feed and I got lost in time so there it goes. Also I wished to know what's @jellymellydraws is up to? Hum? Hum?? (no pressure and no obligation, view this as a plead for another snippet of I've Got You, if you want to share it please tag me :B)

WIP WEDNESDAY

(very late, tho)

His voice faltered, caught in his throat. He hadn't spoken of it until now, and the words seemed to choke him, refusing to be uttered. “When I got there, he was…” The memories, once pushed aside, now surged forward, wrapping around his heart like suffocating vines. “I took his life.” “You spared the elder from a miserable existence and his family from a painful burden,” Minthara responded simply. Of course she would say so. Her upbringing in the unforgiving depths of the Underdark had shaped her perspective on such matters. “Taking care of those important to you is not a burden, Minthara,” Halsin replied, his eyes filled with sorrow. “I had no right to do what I did. Not without their consent.” “Bold of you to assume that desperate relatives around a deathbed would make reasonable decisions,” she countered. “They came to me for healing—” “They came to you for aid, as every single unfortunate soul in this place, and many others, do. And you aided them. You spared his children from the helplessness of watching their father deteriorate daily. You saved his widow from the arduous task of tending to his every need, neglecting her own. You prevented the despair, the exhaustion, the anger, and the prolonged grief of watching a loved one’s life slip away. You are their leader. They came to you for your aid and guidance. They came to you because they trust your judgment. You should trust it too.” For a moment, he felt strangely comforted by her blunt assessment. The guilt that had been gnawing at him eased, replaced by a reluctant acknowledgment of the truth in her words. She spoke with a brutal honesty that resonated with him, stripping away the layers of self-reproach he had wrapped around himself. Yet, this newfound clarity brought with it a new, confusing guilt. How could he find solace in her words, knowing the pain he had caused? He agreed with Minthara, and that agreement made him uneasy. It felt wrong to find comfort in the pragmatism that dismissed the emotional complexities of the situation. He grappled with this internal conflict, torn between his moral compass and the logic of her perspective, that seemed so undeniable.

[gingerwerk]

Actually I’ve decided to fully embrace the Vietnam au I’ve got going on because if there’s one thing I love is deep diving on wiki articles for hours getting pages of backstory to just write a single paragraph with historical accuracy

[little-peril-stories]

Nanowrimo 2023, day 5

Okay, so it looks like there's been a huge jump in words, but I actually just set up the rest of my doc with outline stuff/notes, chapter headings, etc, so some of those words aren't "words," if you know what I mean. But they'll get deleted eventually and the WC will even out by the end.

Today, I am grateful for blue skies, crisp air, and fall colours. 🍂🍁

Do you want to know the truth about happy endings, darling?

[baeshijima]

ngl after re-binge-watching hq!! with my mum, i have the urge to pick up my hq!! various x reader series again,,, i still have all the notes and plans and rereading that made me realise it would actually make a good fic 😭

[xryosakeyx]

Still struggling as to what the BG for the cover on Ash's side should be, and I think I'll just reporpose the Blawsth map for it (second pic is for the updated sketch that's gonna get posted once I'm done doing the extra art for chapters One and Two, and it's basically a fucked up visualization of what happened during the creation of SPRen!Ash???)

[freshthoughts2020]

[cirillaofcitron]

Y’all, this authors note is gonna go CRAZY when I’m back for the first time in like… a year.

wdym it’s been a year??