#i can't write it i have so many wips

[diazfightclub]

so where's the coda / spec fic with buck going to tommy's after visiting eddie, his best friend, and being like "so sorry i'm late, i had to -- eddie's going through a thing right now, i had to stop by there first, i'm worried about him but -- i'll let him tell you" and they try to continue their date night like normal but tommy, his boyfriend, is acting weird bc seeing g*rrard was triggering and he's having Big Feelings about what he's endured and who he used to be and whether or not he deserves this, deserves Evan, who so clearly loves all his friends and goes to bat for them whenever he can, and buck for the second time that night has to talk gently to someone he cares about, telling him "you are not your past, you've come so far, you are worthy of love" and then Evan "i'm a fixer" Buckley gets the call informing him that bobby and athena, his parents for all intents and purposes, are in the hospital after a fire burned down their house.

[eliashirsch]

i have something to admit that i'm not proud of...

i genuinely can't write hangster😭😭 like i've tried so many times. SO MANY TIMES!! i always get the a few thousand words in and then all my motivation just falls of. i'm seriously trying to finish a story about them, even a one shot! but i just can't do it!!

and i know i shouldn't force myself but it'd be nice to write LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE OTHER THAN ICEMAV

[allatariel]

Margo opened the file and closed her eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath before flipping up through the pages as she had earlier that day. The post-it. She had almost convinced herself it had been a dream, a sudden madness, but there it was just as she remembered it and her heart once again skipped a beat. Sergei’s handwritten equation called to her comfortingly like an old friend. 

Careful not to bend or curl it too much, she lifted it from the page and held the equation between her fingers, feeling the grooves of the figures made by the pressure of his hand through the pen. She recalled the gentle yet urgent pressure of those same hands on her face, her neck, her body, and a heated flush climbed out of her memory and up over her chest and neck. Shocked by the intensity of the feeling ten years on and after everything that had passed between, she started, her back straightening as she willed herself back into the moment and to the task at hand.

Replacing the post-it on the page, Margo set about solving for Sergei’s message.

It wasn’t long before she had a time and a location… This is a secret place for you?

Frank’s was adjacent to 11:59, she’d had many a hurried meal there before or after a set over her years with the house band. At least until the club closed up well over a decade prior in the years following the Apollo-Soyuz broadcast. Soyuz-Apollo…

Did he truly want to unearth their meager past? Surely he must have moved on by now?

She had forgiven him years ago. Mourned what might have been. God knew he must have done the same, believing along with everyone that she had died with her colleagues. Wildly she wondered if he had shared a memorial borscht with his family in their honor, in hers? She’d eaten a lot of borscht that first fall in Moscow, learning the true meaning of cold before winter had even officially started. Her nightly memorials did little to warm the chill of grief. She shifted in her chair and swallowed down the old guilt that rose like bile in her throat at thoughts of the bombing.

She had to get up, had to move, shift her weight, her perspective.

[airjemsfandump]

"So," Zayne started, lifting a finger to his lips as he appraised the lithe thing Sylus has brought with him, "I take it that this is the new shipment that came in three days ago? Why did you bring it with you?"

Sylus's mouth curved up in a slight smirk. The man never missed a thing. "This little thing has been too busy sulking instead of providing us with the information we need."

He shot the 'little thing' a narrow look and he was answered with a pointed frown.

"While having my jugular slit would be more preferable than asking for your help, we have wasted enough time for this nonsense. We need your expertise to get him to start talking. What do you think?"

Zayne looked at the man trapped between them and he was met with a scathing glare. A sudden sharp thrill of excitement sparked in his veins.

He smirked. "I might have a few ideas."

[sga-owns-my-soul]

sorry to everyone i tell a fic idea to that they get excited about bc i'm so bad at finishing a fic but i can offer you the start of the 8 new fics i've started this week with 0 plans on how to finish them if you would like

[nightshadedumplings]

Working on a story where Streja slips Svanhildre one of her own rapid pregnancy potions while she's in denial about being pregnant at all, making her blow up to full term very quickly. Streja uses the potion on herself, and gets herself knocked up. Both of them keep getting more knocked up while in labor and between births.

[lucawrites11]

i have an unhealthy addiction to writing kid!fics and i don't know why, i just always have

[ace-malarky]

Weekend WIP Game - DnD Edition

Here's the DnD edition of the weekend game!

Scenes are numbered etc, not necessarily in chronological order just in. uh. alphabetical order in obsidian...? it's all good I know where they are

The WIPS

Dumb of Ass, Snake of Tits (local dragonborn monk leaves the monastery, instantly falls in with the wrong crowd, somehow sticks the landing. Characters; Maverick, Nelaeryn, Venphina, Tosh (Temerity, Aria)). Scenes in progress; 16

Hunter’s Mark (local tiefling ranger gets hired to track down a company asset, ends up in the revenge business. Characters; Temerity, Aria (Maverick, Nelaeryn)). Scenes in progress; 3

The Many Lives of Makaria Trapeiros (local tiefling gets betrayed by her family, swears vengeances, wreaks vengeance, falls in love, fakes her death, runs away. Characters: Makaria/Luci/Chant, Pahzrasi, Lathlaeril, Telbi, Amos, Carbonne, Tosh, Karo (Maverick, Nelaeryn)). Scenes in progress; 7

The Ol' Razzle Dazzle (local goblin escapes a cult, learns magic, makes friends. Characters; Razmatazz, Maja Grothuul). Scenes in progress; 2

The Games

Three by Threes: For each filename you receive in your ask box, reply to the ask with 3+ NEW sentences on that WIP.

Lore Corner: Answer questions about your WIP. It can be anything from headcanons to backstory that you have for your WIP that don’t even make it into the fic. Askers - get creative with your questions!

[stackthedeck]

i think my toxic trait is that I'm only compelled to write fanfics about the worst comics in existence instead of you know... the things that make comics worth reading

[yujeong]

So, Bible's Alo boxing pics resulted in me getting a new VP fic idea. I'm blaming him for the brainrot, how dare he? The reason I'm sharing it is because I'm too fucking excited about exploring it. I already have 5 pages of notes - mostly very rough snippets - and besides, I have already shared my other WIPs here, so why not this one too? So, basically, the main premise is this: 1 year after the coup, Vegas asks Pete to teach him boxing. Pete takes it as well as you would expect, but eventually agrees. It is an enlightening experience for both of them. It'll be really challenging for me, an able-bodied person, to write about the experiences of a disabled character (can't imagine a different kind of Vegas post-canon, sorry folks), but I'll do my best to portray him as accurately and gracefully as possible. It'll also be super fun to touch upon the repressed feelings Pete *surely* has about his past, and other issues they might encounter along the way (Macau is side-eyeing me so hard right now). I'm sharing a snippet too, though keep in mind it's very first draft-y:

"Was boxing difficult for you?" Pete was thankful his face wasn't visible when Vegas asked the question. He wasn't sure what his expression was, but he knew he didn't want it to be seen. He really wished Vegas wouldn't do that sometimes; say things that had the force of pool water hitting Pete's face as he dived in, hands and feet bound, unable to do much besides fighting to get himself free. In contrast to that, though, the option to get free wasn't available to him now.

(I have prohibited myself from making a Gdoc for it until I finish my somno VP fic, which I want to have ready to post by the time my birthday comes around, which is the 19th of February, to give you an estimate of when to expect it lol)

[moe-broey]

Fuck it my brain feels super clogged so I'm posting my agenda with little to no context + one doodle idk if I'll color but I kinda want to but I kinda don't LMFAO

(wips I'm hoping to return to ect ect, just a few snippets from a larger Thing)

[questinwitchface]

Why am I cursed with these afflictions (constantly thinking about fanfics I have no intention of writing)?

[pekoeboo]

another rough antony sketch. still been in a weird mental state in regards to my art, and I'm really struggling to get anything done... but this tiny sketch turned out okay, I think? ;o;

please do not remove caption or repost. also on deviantart

[jez-bez]

WIP Game!

I got tagged by the loveliest @chaeul <3

So I went from years and years of not writing to not being able to stop writing. These LITA boys have me in their grip, are running round in my head and creating such chaos. Goddamn. Anyway, my wips!

Voyeur Saifah This is the one I'm most excited for! (totally not my own kink, no, nope, nuhuh. Don't know what you're talking about.) In which Rain is a Brat, with a capital B. Phayu and Saifah have always been close, always fought (good natured) about who the better twin is. Let it be in school, at work, life in general and even lovers. Rain the little exhibitionist (brat) challenges Phayu to fuck in the living room before Saifah comes back home. Of course they don't finish in time and Saifah catches them. It's the perfect opportunity for Phayu to show his twin who the better lover is.

Proposal kiss fic: (so this is one I came up with during summercamp because that's when the proposal scene in WP came out! Grrrrr mean, mean, mean!) The fic where Phayu finally proposes to Rain. Follows the WP proposal scene with a twist. They kiss, and kiss, and kiss and eventually Rain wants more. So he starts something he really can't finish there and then, driving Phayu crazy.

Clingy Alpha Phayu in rut: So for this one, we dive into my You + Me makes Three series. Omega Rain is pregnant when Phayu goes into rut. It's not unheard of, Alpha's going into ruts when their Omega is pregnant, but it is rare. Only, instead of needing to breed his Omega (which isn't necessary because Rain has already been bred, he's already pregnant!) Phayu turns clingy. Unbearably clingy. The thought of Rain leaving his sight has him growling, baring his teeth and clinging onto his mate. Absolutely something that drives Rain crazy.

Baby killer Rain: My beloved! My dead dove! So, in this universe, Phayu is a serial killer who has kidnapped Rain to his house after fucking him in an alley behind a cafe (after nearly strangling him for catching Phayu mid kill) But Rain, well Rain is Rain and he falls for the guy. He doesn't want to leave! So he doesn't.

A tasty treat: Okay, another fic for my server/fandom gf Stay who I promised to write this fic for moooonths ago but I just have no motivation for sorry baby. Rain knows he's not allowed to eat too many sugary things, he gets hyper, loses focus, and it's just not good for him. But the temptation of these donuts lying on Phayu's kitchen counter is just too great. Sugar gets everywhere, on his mouth, fingers, his shirt. It's a Whole Mess tm. Phayu comes home and finds him, punishes him and smut ensues. Really, that's it. Food sex.

Guys come show your shinies! @peachyrayne @agustds-raine @sasblr @heerotheshiro

[wickedlittleoz]

writing is so fun i wish i knew how to do that

[zentriii]

how do i become one of those people who can commit to long fics instead of being plagued by several ideas