#Untitled WIP

[theothermaidoftarth]

My new moodboard for my as-yet unnamed Nettles x Cregan Fire and Blood au oneshot. The premise of which is basically, what if Rhaenyra sent Nettles north to ensure Cregan Stark’s support. And get her away from a certain someone who is a little too intrigued by her. Two birds, one stone. Or even, two dragons, one (very lucky) scorpion-shot.

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

WIP Wednesday

Never in [Tony's] life had he ever seen a breakfast sandwich disappear so quickly. His kid was acting as though he’d not eaten in weeks and was convinced he’d never have the opportunity to do so again. It was like watching a feral cat with a stolen hotdog. “Did you even taste that?”

[tongue-like-a-razor]

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Before BBF, there was BWE (brother's worst enemy 😆). It's a Rooster x Seresin!Reader wip that has yet to see the light of day. Enjoy!

He glances around at the commuters stepping off the trolley, trying to pick out the blondes that might resemble his colleague, when he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns his head, just as you say, “Rooster, right?”

He blinks at you, slightly disoriented. You look nothing like Hangman, thank fuck, because Bradley is mesmerized and, as inappropriate as this reaction is, it would make it that much worse if you did. He gives you a sideways grin. “What gave me away?” he says.

“My brother told me to find the dorkiest guy at the station,” you respond, grinning at him.

Bradley chuckles. “So, you’re walking to Texas, then,” he says, stepping around you.

You laugh, struggling to redirect the wheels of your suitcase.

Bradley bends down to grab the handle. “I can take that,” he says, tucking away the retractable bar and lifting it off the ground by the strap.

“Thanks,” you say, cringing slightly as Bradley lifts the luggage as though you’re embarrassed by its weight.

But after the countless exercise drills over the years, Bradley hardly notices that it’s heavy. In fact, he could probably carry it over his head. He eyes you inconspicuously as you fall in step with him, wondering if perhaps that might impress you – not that he wants to impress you.

[porcelainmortal]

Several Sentence Sunday

Thank you for the tag @blueeyedgrlwrites!

I have way too many WIPs but the other day I wrote 7k words of my new soulmate au (where Alex is already married to somebody else) in a mad fury, so let's have a little taste of that, shall we?

When Alex runs into Henry again the next week, this time outside the dry cleaners, Alex confronts him. “What are you doing, stalking me?” Henry looks furious. “Are you joking? You must be truly insane to think that I have any time or interest to try and keep tabs on you or follow you around. I have a life of my own, you know. I didn’t ask for this any more than you did.” “Good, because I’m married and very much happy,” Alex spits. Henry’s face flinches and falls, just for a second, before he schools it back into an expression of indignance.  “Good. I’m happy for you, then. Hannah is lovely and the last thing I’d want to do is cause her any pain.” That brings Alex up short. Right. Henry and Hannah are friendly. She championed his book being published; she fought to get him a work visa so he could move to the States; she went on and on for months about what a great guy and writer he is. That Henry wouldn’t want to destroy her marriage. Alex nods. “Good, then. I’m glad we’re on the same page.” 

... sorry.

Tagging @iboatedhere @itsmaybitheway @firenati0n @theprinceandagcd @getmehighonmagic

@thinkof-england @cha-melodius @myheartalivewrites @bitbybitwrites @cricketnationrise

[deans-baby-momma]

Posting this to see if there is any interest.....it's pre- and post 15x20 SPN.

As soon as he was done chopping the head off of the last vampire, Dean knew what he needed to do.

He and his brother had just obliterated a nest of 15 vampires, but it hadn't been easy. He had narrowly avoided getting shoved into a piece of rebar sticking out of a support beam in the seedy and dilapidated barn. Something that would've been fatal.

Dropping Sam back at the Bunker, Dean pointed the Impala northeast. It would take him eight hours, but he needed to go. He needed her.

Never in his life had he felt this way, this pull to another person. Even with Lisa, he’d never felt this way; the need, the want, the desire to be in their presence.

It is an, as of yet, untitled WIP of roughly 7,500 words.

If there is interest, I'll finish-yes, FINISH-it and post.

Just send me an ask, message or reply.

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[bastetwastaken]

A deal with the devil

A snippet from my untitled Demon/Human romance WIP~

"Can I ask you something?" The human said, he nodded. "Um… Why did you help me?" Good fucking question. He had no idea how to answer it, but he had to say something…he shrugged. "Because I think we can help each other out." "Really?" The human laughed weakly. "How's that?" "Well, I'm a demon." He pointed at himself. "You're a human." He pointed at the other. "I can offer you things which no other human could possibly provide you with. I could give you the world, bring people to their knees, make power yours for the taking." The human hummed, he seemed unimpressed. "And what if I don't want power, or the world." "Then I can make you feel things which no other human would be able to." He said with a smile. "You can feel it, can't you? What my presence does to your body? To your mind? I can give you anything you like, fulfill any desire you might have. Is that not appealing to you?" "I doubt there are many it wouldn't be appealing to." The human said with another quiet laugh. He caught the way the human looked down at his body, he'd done that a few times since they'd started talking, and he knew what those looks meant. "If I were to ask you what you want, right now, what would you ask for?" He said, watching the human closely. He could practically hear his mind working, searching for an answer to his question. His brow creased, lips set in a hard line and he stayed silent until eventually he seemed to find something. "I…want to feel alive again. I want to experience something real." The human said quietly, voice just above a whisper. His lips curled into a smile. "What if I told you that I can give you that?" He moved closer, inches between them now. "And much more too, but I have to warn you that such desires come with a price. Are you willing to pay?" The human frowned but didn't move away, he was silent for a moment but then his face relaxed and he sighed. "Am I allowed to ask what that price is before I agree?" He laughed, many never thought of asking him that question, just another curiosity of the human in front of him he supposed. "You are." He said. "Your essence is the price. Each time we meet I will take a small part of your essence with me when I return to Hell. The more you indulge, the more you lose." The human looked back at him in silence for a while, seemingly weighing up his options but then he smiled. "So you get my essence, and I get…anything I want?" The human asked, eyes moving down to his lips which pulled into a smile. "That's right." He said. "And you take my essence when you leave… so the more I take from you, the more you take from me?" "When I leave this plane, yes." He nodded. "You're right." He waited patiently whilst the human looked back into his eyes, it was getting harder for him to hold back the temptation to use his power on him, to just speed the whole process up but no, he had to do this right. He’d already made enough mistakes with this one human, he wouldn’t make any more. "Sure, why not." "So be it." He smirked, reaching out to caress the humans cheek softly. It was so close now, he could practically taste it. "Tell me your name, and I’ll give you mine. Then, we’ll be bound.”

[quarantineddreamer]

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Static!! Hello, dear friend and thank you for the ask 💕

🌀Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing...

Hmmmm what's a story I haven't mentioned to you yet... Sooo forever ago someone sent me a prompt 'things you said with too many miles between us' and believe it or not I STILL wanna answer that prompt and do have most of a story written for it (lil snippet below but the base concept is RC is on a mission and jyn doesnt show up for the rendezvoux and cass just loses his mind and has to go after her against all reasonable logic mwah)

He stepped forward–eager to put distance between himself and the bodies of the dead Imperial officers, to move closer to her. “Jyn, just tell me where–” He stopped mid sentence as the toe of his boot slipped, something slick beneath his feet. Looking down, he found a small pool of blood, scarlet droplets receding down the stark white floors of the hall. It painted a ghastly image, sent a cold lash of lightning flickering through his insides.  The blood didn’t belong to the motionless corpses of the officers, though he supposed there was a faint possibility it belonged to a different enemy–one Jyn had wounded. But deep down he knew.  There was a slight tremor to Cassian’s hand when he pressed the comm button again. “You’re hurt…” “It’s nothing,” she grunted, but this time he heard past the static to the note of pain in her tone.  Distantly, he was aware he was in a base swarming with enemies–that he ought to be proceeding slowly, carefully, taking the time to soften his footfalls, clear each corner–but he was beyond such logic now. Mindless to the drumming of his feet, Cassian chased after the trail of blood, locked to it like a homing signal.

Ask me about a WIP

[kitteneddiediaz]

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Hi Inell!!! Thank you for the ask! <3

From the Sugar Baby universe

Sure enough, two days later they’re all sitting at the dinner table in Buck’s house, looking at all the different excursions that the Lodge Buck picked out has to offer. 

From the soccer au

Trepidation swirls in Buck’s gut as he watches some of Diaz’ older games on Youtube, Christ this guy is fast. Probably enough to give Buck a run for his money.

And my untitled pwp under the cut!

Eddie mewls into Buck’s neck again, crying out and thrashing as Buck continues working his hands and fingers over Eddie’s cock and up against his prostate. Pleasure quickly giving way to overstimulation that has Eddie arching away from Buck.

[the-blind-assassin-12]

WIP WEDNESDAY (thursday edition)

@burntheedges & @sixhours (thanks, lovelies!) both tagged me to share a snippet from a wip, so I shall share two snippets from two wips.

-from ch. 3 of Recall:

It was something, though you weren’t sure it answered the second part of Champ’s question - about who was actually running Project Aster. And perhaps more importantly, how. 

“Maybe,” Champ muttered. “You should get in touch with Merlin. Let him know what Maraschino just puzzled together. See if you can get him to focus on only crackin’ the files that coincide for now. Maybe there’s more clues that we’re missin’.” 

Ginger immediately did as he asked, filling her Kingsman counterpart in on what the three of you had just discussed. As she finished, so did the countdown on your watch, three long beeps coming from the device on your wrist. Whipping around towards the recovery bays, you took a breath and held it as you watched the visor lift… 

…And the man beneath it start to sit up.

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-from an untitled one shot:

“It’s illegal to camp in these woods.” You state the fact despite being sure that he’s well aware of the laws he’s breaking.

His mustache twitches as his grin widens, light flickering in his dark eyes. “Indeed it is,” he says with a nod. His tone is even and calm, almost hypnotically so. Arching one brow, he tilts his head to the side and brings his right hand up to his hip. “As is straying from the trails.” He gestures towards the leafy undergrowth you’re standing knee-high in to illustrate his point. “Though I am sure you already knew that, given that you are well-versed enough in the law of this wild land that you kindly informed me of my own wrongdoing.”   

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thanks again for tagging me, friends! looking forward to getting both of these finished! tagging a few who might want to play along, but anyone who sees this should consider themselves tagged, too!

@grogusmum @secretelephanttattoo @sp00kymulderr @insomniamamma @chronically-ghosted

[artiodaktyl]

Happy Friday the 13th! Apparently I like my trans boys spooky and my animals haunted 👻🎃

[curiouselleth]

Tidbit Tuesday

I was tagged by @echo-bleu to share a bit, thanks!

I don't have much fully written right now that I haven't just posted, so here's the bullet points from a so far untitled wip, which will likely be a one-shot, in which Sauron gets a redemption arc and encounters Finrod and a newly re embodied Celebrimbor!

Sauron gets a redemption arc in Valinor. 

The valar kept it secret for various mostly good reasons. One day he is finally allowed to wander Valinor and be in public again. 

Through an unfortunate coincidence, Celebrimbor was re embodied earlier that week. 

Celebrimbor and Finrod are walking around Tirion, Celebrimbor is so happy to be back + wanted to see everything. 

He’s a bit overwhelmed because he’s fresh out of the halls but didn’t want to wait. He was home again. 

They encounter Sauron, and Finrod throws himself in front of Celebrimbor to protect him without a second thought, defensive song on his lips in a second, shielding Celebrimbor. 

He ***will*** protect his nephew. 

Sauron immediately, purely by instinct, responds and summons spells and by jumping into a fighting stance too… but only for a moment. 

He remembers where he is, that he is trying to do better and Finrod has only responded this way out of fear and to protect one he hurt so much. 

Even though Finrod was hurt by him too. 

Sauron relaxes and raises his hands first, not in spell. But surrender.

What will Finrod do? Well, that's half of what I have for that one shot and this is a tidbit ask, so I'm afraid you'll have to wait! I'm not sure when I'll get around to writing this, but I've been taking longer breaks between rounds of chapters for my big project; Be He Foe or Friend, my silm cyoa fic, so maybe this by late spring or summer! (I am not pl*nning, I shall not bring down that curse upon my head 😅😂)

(If anyone reads this and wants to be @ 'ed when it's posted please say in the replies and I happily will! I have a system lol)

No pressure tagging: @camille-therinde, @dreamingthroughthenoise, @nyx-genderfluid-bean, @erdariel or anyone else who wants to join in!

[theothermaidoftarth]

I quite like this moodboard so I’m posting it even though I have another official one. This is for my untitled asoiaf house swap oneshot (an au of a longer multichap au) where a slightly aged up Brienne is born into House Baratheon (yes, she’s still blonde - I know, rip canon), Robert’s sister and after his rebellion, she is married to Willas Tyrell.

[eternalwritingstudent]

Heads up, Seven Up

Thanks for the tag @winterandwords. Sorry for being so behind, things have been nutty.

I just started a new WIP today (as if I need another) and these are from that. As of yet, it's Untitled, but Urban Paranormal. Little bit more than 7 lines as always.

I turned to continue my trek in front of the back bar where food orders were place. It was packed. I couldn’t even see the people manning it for the crowd. I knew I’d know them. I knew everyone that worked at The Joe. We were family. Almost literally. We were a pack. Sometimes that was closer than family. I took two steps past the area towards a set of tables and booths, when my ear piece buzzed. “Aesa, come up to the office please.” The voice was deep and smooth. More importantly it had the weight of an Alpha wolf behind it. I hated it when he called me up. It meant he had a chore for me and chores from the Alpha were never ones I liked.

I'll tag @pheita @neelihara @awordchemist and @meerawrites

[smolandweirdwriter]

oh you want my writing? bitch bet

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Anna whirled around. She opened her mouth to call her friend’s name when a voice from behind said, “She’s not here.”

“Who are you? What did you do to her?” Anna demanded as she turned around again. As she faced the altar once more, Anna froze. A stranger sat atop the altar in a chair that had certainly not been there before. More a throne than a chair, really. And it was appropriate. For the figure on the throne was one Anna had only ever seen in sculptures, and now she realized even those paled in comparison with the true being.

"I didn't do anything," the god replied, twirling a flower between her fingers. Orange petals drifted to the ground at her feet. "You did."

@mr-orion

(ask to be tagged. imma start posting my writing lol)

[apollo-gate]

Untitled Hero (WIP)

Demo link, Ro Portraits, Other Portraits, Up to date Portraits

Synopsis

  You were at the top of your class. You had your pick of where you wanted to go the Silver Guardians or the White Hawks. But during Graduation, something happened. You lost control of your body and watched as you killed your friends and hurt several people. When you got control again you woke up in jail. Sentence for ten years. No one listened or cared what you said after all killing the United States President's kid was what everyone cared about. What makes it worse you don't remember the 10 years and your abilities are gone.

  Now the only thing left to do is to try and rebuild the life that was taken from you. Noah the man who raised you gave you a choice. It was the only choice you had. To become an Instructor for the White Hawks teaching young Heros. He also gave you a small team to be in charge of three students no one can seem to get along with or lead. With you in charge of a team, you can get answers. Can you show these three students what it means to be a hero, or will you lead them to a darker path? Will you get answers for what happened to you?    

Features

Choose your MC Gender and Pronouns

Choose Your Alias so everyone knows you

Choose your Mask and Outfit

Learn a dark secret that heroes and villains have kept

Romance Heros and Villans

Get answers to what happened to your MC

Prevent an Intergalactic misunderstanding or make it worse

Do you burn everything you once believed in or change the way a hero should be?

Types of powered people - Threat Levels

Omega- Extremely rare 5 or more abilities

Alpha - Rare - 3 to 4 abilities

Beta- common 2 abilities

Norm- 1 ability or none (Power is grade 1-3)

Augmented Humans- Redacted

Note: Powers can range from grade 1 through 10. If a Beta level has a grade 6 and a grade 2 ability, they can be classified as an Alpha.

                   Romance Options

1. Alice Walker- F- (RO)

Alias- White Death

Age - 32

Height - 6ft 1

 You know her, hell everyone knows her as for she is the Villian who defected the original 12. But not you. You feel like it was planned however she didn't talk, nor did she explain why she suddenly gave up. When she sees you regret is in her eyes. Was she the one who ruin your life?

Skin- pale

Hair-black w/silver wavy shoulder length

Eyes- Dark Blue

Powers - Hemokinesis, Apathy, Atmokinesis

 2. Helena Sky -F- (RO)

Alias - Artemis

age - 27

Height - 5.9

 The famous singer and model on every news outlet. Who left Apollo Gate to take a vacation. To the cameras, she has a happy cherry face, but a certain look in her eyes that speaks volumes of sorrow. Your meeting was not what you expected. Especially her ready to jump to your defense when you put the mask back on.

Skin: Shiny Smooth gold

Hair: Gold "similar to skin" straight back length,

Eyes: The sclera is pure black, while the iris is Artic Blue  

Powers- Biokinesis, magic, singing

3. Lisa Sanders- Trans F- (RO)

Alias- Vixen

age - 26

height - 5.6

 Your best friend or was. Lisa and you stopped a lot of crime in school. But after the incident, she didn't believe you. When she sees you again helping Noah, she is cold to you and avoids you. Can you fix this rift, or will it just tear more?

Skin- tanned

Hair- Sandy Blonde, back length tied up in a ponytail

eyes- Grey

Powers- Therianthropy, Adoptive muscle memory

4. Becca Winter- F- (RO)

Alias- Dream

age - 25

Height - 6.3

 One of the Instructors at the headquarters for new heroes. Don't underestimate her. Because she will gladly embarrass you in front of everyone. She also is the first daughter of Lady Justice. A fact that annoys her when people bring it up. She will do anything to protect her mother, but can you be included in that?

Skin- Beige

Hair- Light brown curly shoulder length

Eyes- Yellow

Powers- Oneirokinesis, Empathy

5. Daniella Glass -F - (RO)

Alias- N/A

Height - 4.11

age-28

Your neighbor. She always has food for you when you come home to share. And tries to get you to smile. Her son Leon loves it when you are around as well. You've noticed white makeup in some of your interactions or what looks like a mask in her bag.

Skin- Warm Brown

Hair- Light Brown curls shoulder length

Eyes- Hazel

Powers- Tychokinesis, Technokinesis

6. Vanessa Winter- F- (RO)

Alias - Lady Justice

age - 43

height - 6.4

The Leader of the Silver Guardians Lady Justice. Known to be cold and calculated. You don't know much besides the fact you always looked up to her. She approved of you teaching young heroes. Will your hero be the person you believe them to be?

skin- pale white

Hair- White with blue streaks, straight back length braided

Eyes- Artic Blue

Powers- Beauty Personification, Ice manipulation, Super Strength, Psychometry

7. Azalea Graves NB- (RO)

Alias - N/A

age-30

height- 5.4

One of the few Thrallen that stayed on Earth. Unlike other Thrallens Azalea doesn't wear the Enviromental suits their kind wears. But they do wear a vail that covers their eyes. When you first met, they ignored you but as you fought together you gained their respect as a hero. But they have never talked to you as a friend almost like they resent your ability to win everyone over like a magic spell. Can you get them to see that you truly care for them?

Skin- Light Blue w/reflected scales  

Hair- Seafoam Green, Straight Hip length, styled elegantly

Eyes- Vibrant Green Under a Vail

Powers- Psychic, Psychokinesis

8. Kent Huxley-M- (RO)

Alias- Agent Huxley

age-25

height-6.0

 Agent Huxley of the Directive of Specter. He is an operative that like most is born without powers but underwent extreme genetic alteration. Whenever he is involved and sees you, he makes sure you are not welcome. Like all operators, he wears a mask that covers his face, and the suit covers his whole body.

Skin- Olive

Hair- Silver blonde, Short wavey

Eyes- Red

Powers- Teleport, Invisible, Super Senses

9. Naamah Amaterasu- F/NB- (RO)

age-????

height- changes when desired

???

Powers- Shapeshifting, Power absorption, Omnikinesis

10. Zero - M- (RO)

age- Unknown

height- 5.11 ft

Once a notorious hacker that caused chaos. At least before the war. He joined the Silver Guardians to protect the world. But now can be find in the (R&D) department in the White Hawks Tower. When you are working as an instructor, he helps you adjust. When you see him look at you, there is this feeling that he knows something you don't.

Skin- pale white

Hair- brown, wavy, short

Eyes- green

Powers- Technokinesis, Omnifabrication, Technopath

11. Blaze- M (RO)

age- 45

height- 5.0 ft

Description- Once a Hero who turn Villain. One of the only people who can run at the speed of light. Is the most wanted man for the crimes he committed. You heard once he would do anything for the innocent.

Skin- tan

Hair- Auburn

Powers- Super Speed, Time-Space Manipulation, Intangibility, Accelerated Healing.

12. Atlas- F (Ro)

age- 20

height- 5.6 ft

One of Silver Guardians' strike team leaders. Atlas is well-regarded as very laid back and even fun by her teammates. Then she sees you. She always has her eyes on you. The other thing you notice is she seems drawn to you.

Skin- Beige

Eyes- Ice Green

Hair- Ash Blonde, lower back length.

Powers- Sympathetic teleportation, magical particle manipulation.

13. Atargatis or Attina- F (RO)

Age- 602

height- 5.8

The crown princess of the Atlanteans. You know her father King Vomox. She is one of the richest people in the world and it shows. Of course, her being a half-breed between an Atlantean and a Siren shows. She seems to want to be friends when she meets you but you suspect she wants more than friendship.

Skin- Light grey with small shiny scales

Eyes- Green/Pink

Hair- Black, shoulder-length,

Powers- Empathic Voice, Water Manipulation, Magical object (Spear)

14. Psyche- F (RO)

age- 30

height- 5.5

One of the villains is a part of the bigger community of villains. She is not seen as regularly anymore by the public. But you remember seeing her once and she took down an entire strike team without breaking a sweat.

Eyes- Amber

Hair- White, upper back length.

Powers- bone manipulation, memory manipulation, and memory erasure.

There are 4 more to be listed in the future. 3 will be listed when the next update comes and the last won't come till way later.

[otterandterrierwrites]

six sentence sunday

a/n: This might feel reminiscent of a certain memoir about certain costars who had an affair. The fic isn't actually about that; I just needed a bridge and somehow landed there.

Carried away by the good mood of the moment, Leia jumped off the bunk and scuttled away into the ‘fresher. She heard Han call after her, but ignored him, straightening her back and closing her eyes to get into the right mindset. When she walked out, she swaggered, feeling the sway of her hips with each step, her left arm swinging a little stiffly while she kept her right one hooked by the thumb into the waistband of her leggings, like a pretend belt loop. She surveyed the cabin like she had better places to be, her lips just slightly pressed together and quirked up on one side. Upon reaching the med bunk, she leaned against it and crossed her ankles, giving Han a bored look before slowly rolling her eyes. This wasn't the version of Han she had first met, nor was it the one she was closely acquainted with now.