#help me pick a wip

[the-blind-assassin-12]

• Friday Five •

Hi friends! I hope everyone’s weekend is off to a fantastic start! Mine is starting with indecision! (Not that this is a surprise or different from any other day, it just happens to be Friday.) Want to help me pick what to work on this weekend?

Here are snippets from 5 of the wips I’ve been working on lately. If any of them seem particularly interesting to you, please do feel free to weigh in or ask about them!

Petrichor - long overdue follow-up to Point of No Return - Ezra x OFC Clara - the rainy season is here.

Leaning her temple against the cool pane of glass, she looked out and up at the sky, at the endless churning of slate gray and deep purple clouds. The occasional rumble of thunder tumbled down as one cluster crashed into another. Sometimes it was low and distant, drumming out a slow beat. Other times it sounded like it was right over their heads, shaking the walls and rattling things on shelves. The first truly loud boom had made her jump and gasp, her eyes widening before they rushed to find Ezra’s across the table, frightened for a second that the roof might cave in or the ground would collapse.

“Not to worry, little bird.” He’d said it with a wink. “We’re safe and sound in here, I guarantee it.”

Recall - Part 3: Un(f*cking)believable - Jack Daniels x F!Reader - Jack finally opens his big brown eyes in this one.

A metallic taste filled your mouth as you glanced over at him and finished your thought. I don’t know how yet but it’s connected. It has to be.

“When did you last hear from Merlin and the Galahads?” Champ asked. “And what’s the status of their mission?”

Their mission. Right.

In the chaos of dealing with Jack you’d almost forgotten what had preceded his arrival in the lab

Unfinished - Part 3: They Haunt Me in The Night - Marcus Pike x F!Reader - Ghost AU - taking on a trope I’ve never done in this one.

You turned into the hallway just in time to see Marcus open the door to the guest room. As he froze in place, head cocked to the side in confusion, you realized you’d forgotten to address the one logistical hang up of his visit. He spoke your name, a hint of amusement in his tone. “Am I missing something?”

“Shit.” You winced, fingertips coming up to rub at your closed eyelid before dragging your palm down over your face. I completely forgot about - you groaned. “I’m sorry, Marcus. I forgot to tell you. Bill took the guest bed when he moved out.” You gave a pathetic little shrug. “It was technically his, so…”

Trailing off, your eyes widened as another realization hit you. Oh, fuck. Because of how the night had gone, the sheets for the pullout couch that you’d thrown in the wash that afternoon had never made it into the dryer. “Shit!” You half sighed, half hissed through another wince. “I fucked up, Marcus. I left the sheets for the pullout mattress in the wash and now-“ You clicked your tongue and threw up your hands.

Untitled ACR one shot - Nico x F!Reader - angst x comfort - a dinner party goes a little sideways in this one.

Since you’d been reunited, the tether rarely stretched farther than the confines of your home. When it did, when Nico had to go into the office for work or when you had meetings with your editor, it didn’t ache like it did when you had no idea where to find him or if you ever would again. You felt it, sure. But you knew that by the end of the day he’d be right beside you. That you’d fall asleep coiled in his arms with the tether so relaxed that the hook in your ribs could latch right onto his without the elastic between them.

Now, as he finished closing the distance from the house to the pool’s edge, the hum of his proximity soothed the unease leftover from Petra’s comment at dinner. Somewhat, anyway.

“Mind if I join you?”

You didn’t look up as he spoke, your eyes cast down at the water as you watched the way it shimmered in the beams from the submerged light. “Sure.”

Aphelion - Part 12 - cowritten with @something-tofightfor - Oberyn Martell x F!Reader - Vampire AU - girl’s night feat. Toban

The past two weeks had been surreal in every way. Just fourteen days ago you were at Golden Lion’s Halloween party, and the biggest shock had been the fact that Oscar, the alluring and attractive stranger you met in a chance encounter a few days prior, was also in attendance. Since then you’d been attacked, watched that same stranger wield what you thought had been a prop blade in fight in an alley as he saved your life while risking his own, and learned that his name was not Oscar but Oberyn Martell - Prince of Dorne and one of the immortals known as Others that you always assumed were just the stuff of ancient folklore.

All of that would have been enough to fill your Bingo card of things you never even dreamed were possible. But it was only the beginning.

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[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Help me pick my next WIP - FINAL ROUND!

We're down to the final two, and I'm so excited to see how this will turn out. Are you guys gonna go with fluffy, coffee shop AU goodness? Or is it gonna be urban fantasy shenanigans with selkie Steve at the zoo? I'm buzzing with ideas for both and can't wait to see how you decide!

Re-read them here:

🦭Selkie!Steve

☕Tattoo artist & barista AU (Part 1, Part 2)

[tamagoneko]

[krussyarts]

I'm gonna throw up my brain is so full of these two

[nemaliwrites]

help me outline these plz my friends....one vote = one writing sprint

[daffi-990]

Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday 📝

Tagged by the wonderful @giddyupbuck thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️

I was tossing up what to share and thought I’d tease you all with some Buck beginning to remember from The Lightning Amnesia Fic 😘 (I think I even kept it at seven sentences)

His mind is swimming, all these images appearing and painting a picture of love, home and Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. The flashes are so clear, so vivid that Buck just knows the images are memories. They’re memories. Holy shit.

Completely unaware of Buck’s entire world just being turned upside down, Maddie hums, lips pursed together as if in deep thought before a knowing smile stretches across her face as she says “You mean like Eddie?”

Buck nods dumbly, unable to speak, not even knowing what he’d say if he could. You know what Mads, yes, exactly like Eddie, because I’m pretty sure me and Eddie were a thing but somehow I don’t fucking remember and now I’m freaking out a little because what the fuck?

No pressure tagging: @wikiangela @wildlife4life @thewolvesof1998 @try-set-me-on-fire @spotsandsocks @rewritetheending @rainbow-nerdss @monsterrae1 @messyhairdiaz @lover-of-mine @ladydorian05 @loserdiaz @jesuisici33 @hippolotamus @hoodie-buck @honestlydarkprincess @fortheloveofbuddie @forthewolves @exhuastedpigeon @eddiebabygirldiaz @eddiediaztho @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @callmenewbie @captain-hen @callaplums @cowboy-buck and anyone else who wants to join and share! The more the merrier 😁

[diamondhour]

What pose should I use for Arlecchino?

[blae-kitta]

Zoro 🐯 Process:

Commentary below:

Notes:

One of the first attempts at sculpting the boy; the head was later altered quite a bit and the legs entirely scrapped, and the torso bulked up shaking my shoulders feverishly: we need to properly represent his 110 cm bust and what we have isn't cutting it. Scabbards were made (which survived till the end!) and the original clay swords were made by this point.

New torso and legs give (hallelujah), as well as the loops and holes for the ears (such finicky small work, fuck me) were made. Holes were first made with straight wire and dried before the hoops were gently (and with swearing) inserted through.

Clothes added, also with swearing as the clay dried and stiffened faster then I wanted to and made it hard to get nice folds. Scarf was re-made and smoothed later.

Scabbards added! Immediately drops it and breaks a piece of it off. I've glued multiple bits of the scabbards back on the flimsy bastards. He remained armless for a good while. A Venus on the shelf by my desk...

Because the clay sword (after a good hour of tender focused work) would IMMEDIATELY would break upon the lightest touch, annoying me to no end, one evening was like God I wish I had actual metal to use instead wouldn't that be cool, and then was like OH! I COULD DO THAT! So the metal is actually cut from the tin of a cat food can, straightened and sanded., as seen in photo!

The blades hilted, before placed in capable hands

ARMS! and the sculpting is finished. Onto painting!

First layers of paint on various parts; I generally paint via colours I'm using at the moment (ie, greens in this instance)

More layers laid down. I generally go for shading in rules of three (main colour, lighter, and darker hues) and apply them at different opacity of acrylic. Adjusted the green since I found it too pungent. Once the fur tones were finished I gave him his stripes (cue me searching up loads of photos of tigers and tiger fursonas to see how people have done the stripes. Did you know depending on the area they are from they have different face shapes and stripe patterns? Fascinating stuff)

Finished project! Last layers, and highlights where added, adjusted the eye and fuck-ups re-adjusted. Dropped and had to reglue things. The gold is actual gold leaf I applied using a glue you paint on but that was a bit of a whole mess and took a long time, and doesn't go on very flat on very not-flat surfaces... (Who would have thought...) In the future may instead use gold paints for metallics.

Here's also the link to the post of more photos of him finished!

[asteria-argo]

🌹🌷🌼🌸🌺🥀🪻🌾🌻💐🌼🌸🌹🌷🌺🪷💐🌾🪻🌻

I'm suffering and distracting myself with writing, enjoy a snippet on the beautiful and the damned of it all!

“What book?” Skye asks, brow furrowed in curiosity. Jamie sighs, shaking his head out like it might get rid of the fuzzy edges of anger that have settled between his ears. “It was this thing he did when he first came to coach us all yeah?” He explains, tired all of a sudden. He hadn’t felt much of anything, the first time he read the book, to focused on just fucking finishing it to think much about why Ted had actually given it too him. It wasn’t until his third time reading it that it clicked, and Jamie had gotten this sudden rush of shame-anger-horror that still settled heavy in his throat every time he picked the book up again. “Gave everyone books that reminded him of them, or that he wanted us to learn a lesson from or something. He gave me The Beautiful and The Damned, guess I was supposed to be a stand in for Anthony fucking Patch.” “Excuse me?” Skye asked, blinking at Jamie in shock with a deceptively light voice considering the wave of absolute outrage that had overtaken her face. She looked downright murderous, in a way Jamie had only witnessed once before, when McKay had tried to pull one of her students up for being dressed inappropriately because their school dress was ‘too short’ and ‘distracting the boys’. “you're telling me that he’s the one who gave you that stupid fucking book?”

[geeklywhimsical]

I need your help! I have just a couple pairs of my Latte Cat earrings left in stock. This is one of the very first things I made for my shop. They are a great seller. But, it’s time for a makeover. I want to match the look I have with my other earrings, that use the frosted acrylic. I can’t decide what color to go with though. I’ve narrowed it down to the teal, blue, and purple. Which is your favorite??

[vacantgodling]

not to be weird and sappy on main, but frfr i'm so glad i have found a community of people who think my work is good

[spiderman2099sleftnipplepiercing]

My friend said to draw my little karate boys in this-

PICK POSES FOR ME!?

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Hello, lovelies, here is Group 3 of the nominees for my next WIP! Thank you for voting, my head is already brimming with ideas for our two semi-finalists so far! Excited to see who will make it to the next round this time!

Re-read them here: 🛡️ Your first warden 🖤 Break it first ⭐Hope, somewhere

[drawnandredrawn]

Know what we haven't played for a while?

'How It Stared' vs 'How It's Going'.

Fell immediately in love with the demon Vox design by ShortsightedOwl over on the site formerly known as bird and my arthritic ass has been slowly plinking away at this ever since.

[snakebites-and-ink]

I've been thinking about tackling—or at least starting to tackle—another whumpy writing project, and I'd like help deciding which one to do next! This poll probably won't be the only determining factor, but it will definitely be taken into account.

These aren't all the WIPs I have, just the ones that are developed enough to maybe work towards posting. Though tbh they are all still in the fairly early stages.

I need to focus on just one or else my attention will be so so divided and progress will be extra slow. And I need help picking which one I should work towards posting next. The losing options will NOT be abandoned, they will just not be prioritized for the near future.

[dazzelmethat]

Hehehehheheheh. Stealing their look for my boy. Cavalier rooster Ren.