#kayla's wips

[dimplesandfierceeyes]

Tagged by @galauvant - thank you lovely!

Rules: “Post 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 of it or  tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have  wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch  titles? Comics? DND campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it  counts!!”

So some of these are actual WIPs I’ve started writing but some (most) really only exist in notes form haha. They are all Bad Buddy related though because apparently I’m just never going to be over it.

Kayla’s Bad Buddy WIPs - With Actual Written Bits!

The Fine Line Between Hormones and Home

Emma But Not

InkPa - Play

A Little While Longer

Nowhere

If Pran Confessed in Class

Kayla’s Bad Buddy WIPs - Without Actual Written Bits!

Kiss Me Beneath the Milky Twilight

Potential Pat POV Cabaret Scenes

Bakery au: Pat’s canonical scent kink strikes again 

Pat divorcee au

Pat turns up in a tight black tee and shades

Gamer Pran AU - K

Hate Sex AU

A Fruity Boy in Fruity Shirts (Soft Boy Sequel)

Pat the Monster Fucker Hunter

The Mummy AU / King Arthur Mash-Up

Send me an ask if any of those pique anyone’s interest haha!

Tagging @marimoduck, @pranpatsocool, @bad-buddy-owns-my-ass, @incandescentflower, @7nessasaryevils, @stitch-me-not and @faillen  plus anyone else who might want to do it!! No pressure if not though, this is just for fun!

[fuckingyrs]

The sound of a body throwing itself onto one of the infirmary cots echoed through the mostly empty room, followed closely behind with a dramatic, but melodic sigh. “Can I say something mean?” 

“Probably not in front of the baby.”

Will groaned, looking up from his pile of patient reports he had been sorting for the past… year. “I hardly think eleven still counts as being a baby.”

Lee, who had been refilling first aid kits for the past two hours, contemplated this for a moment. “Maybe, but that’s besides the point. I’m six years older than you. You’ll always be a baby.”

“I’m going to say something mean. Will, cover your ears.”

“I’m not covering my ears, Taylor. Unlike you, I’m working right now and I need my hands.”

“Oh,” Taylor dragged, a taunt evident in her voice, "someone's grumpy.”

“He’s mad I put him on infirmary duty during arts and crafts.”

“Will, you aren’t good at arts and crafts.” Lee slapped her arm. “And you like working in the infirmary, you are constantly taking my shifts. It’s why I love you.”

Lee slapped her arm again. “Taylor, what the heck.”

Taylor groaned, “Fuck. Just say fuck. I’m begging you.”

“That’s besides the point. I had it with Cecil. We were going to finish our board game.” Will turned to Lee, pointing an accusing finger at him, “You knew this.”

Lee let out a long-suffering sigh and Will almost felt bad for causing a fuss, but really, Lee brought this upon himself. “Taylor, stop pawning off your shifts to Will. Will, stop letting Taylor’s pawn off her shifts to you. Also: I’m sorry about arts and crafts. The last few days have been hectic and I needed your help. I’ll make sure to not schedule you over arts and crafts next week.”

“I’m going to be home next week! Mama is picking me up, remember?”

Lee had the decency to look ashamed when he said, “Heck. I forgot. I’m sorry, Will.”

Taylor got up from her self-designated cot and walked over to Will, ruffling his hair once she was close enough. “I’ll take over the rest of your shift, buddy. You go have fun.”

Will shook his head, “No, it’s okay. I’m already here. Arts and crafts is half-way done anyway. We wouldn’t be able to finish.”

“If you’re sure,” Taylor sighed as she pressed a kiss to his forehead and Will let out a cry of protest because he could feel the lipstick stain there. He tried rubbing it away with his fingers but by the look on Lee’s face and the snickers Taylor was making behind him, he only made it worse.

Lee graciously handed Will a wipe before glaring at their sister. “Taylor, what are you even doing here?”

“I think I made that pretty obvious when I threw myself onto a bed and stated I was gonna say something mean. I came to gossip.”

“You should be at archery right now.”

“Mike was being a piss-baby. He wouldn’t let Josh and I try to hit one another. What’s the point of being in advanced archery if you can’t shoot at your brother? Moving targets!”

“So you left?”

“Yep. I found Silena and she offered to do my nails before I came by.”

Lee pinched the bridge of his nose in a way that resembled an old man at the end of his rope. Will suppressed a giggle at his brother’s anguish as Lee said, “You can’t do that.”

“Do what? My nails?”

“Leave Michael like that.”

“Why? He’s not in charge of me.”

“But I am. And he’s my second in command, so yes he is.”

Taylor groaned, flopping back onto her cot. “One, he’s like three weeks older than me, unfair. And two, none of that is important right now. What is important is that our father was here and didn’t say hi to any of us. Who does that?”

“Our father, apparently.”

Taylor flipped Lee off, showing off her new manicure. It was baby pink, like her lipstick, with a little sun in the center. “He gives those kids a ride, none of them his, and has the audacity to leave before saying hi? Hell, Will over here has never met him. He has time to bring a group of kids to camp, but can’t spare a lousy minute to check in on us? And I can’t say this to Michael or he’ll claim I’m “on the other side”.” Taylor sighed, a faraway look in her eyes. Will had only seen this look on her face a few times before: every time Luke was mentioned. “I’m just tired of feeling abandoned and I’m sick of feeling like it’s bad to think that.”

Lee stepped towards her, a soft, “Tay–” passing through his lips, before she sat up and shook herself out of her stupor.

“Instead of saying hi, he just causes chaos and disappears! He brings Percy back, which is never a good sign. Thalia is driving the sun chariot, and crashes it! Oh, and he brought that new weird kid that keeps bombarding everyone with questions.”

Will saw through the change of topic, and Lee clearly had to as well, but he allowed it to happen. He slapped her on the arm for the third time, “He’s not weird. He’s, like, eight. The kid is just excited. You were excited about camp once upon a time.”

Taylor turned to Will, jerking her head at Lee, “I think he’s finally lost it. When have I ever been excited by anything ever?”

Will grinned, “Yesterday, you beat Madi at Josh’s song quiz and you danced around the cabin for ten minutes.”

Taylor gasped loud and dramatic, clutching at her chest as she fell back onto her cot, chestnut hair falling all over her face in her fall. “William! How dare you accuse me of such things!”

[modernlex]

townie makeover wips - del sol valley edition

[honestlydarkprincess]

For the fanfic guessing game: spin or drink

drink

A week later Eddie was fighting the urge to text Buck again. He wasn’t sure if it would be weird or not, it’s not like most people would text a random number that had contacted them by accident. But Buck didn’t feel like just a random number, that’s what was tripping Eddie up. For some reason Buck felt more than that, even though they had only had one conversation, and Eddie longed to speak to him again. What would he say, though? Hi? Want to go for a drink?

wip word guessing game

[bardic-tales]

tw: mentions of murder

As I sit down to review the notes that I made in 2012 for Kayla, I'm reminded that she originally came from Broken Bow, Nebraska. Pandemonix begins with her family being murdered by Satyrs, as they try to bring her to Hell and to Lucifer.

Oh, the twisted web I weave.

[coffeebanana]

with all the recent discourse about the love square breaking up, i just wanted to clarify that for my fics, unless the fic is tagged with a different romantic pairing and i've broken up the love square for the other ship to get together, i always break up the love square with the intention of reuniting them

...unless one day i decide to write a fic where that doesn't happen!! hope that clears things up!!

[sapphirebunnyart]

Decided to try and redraw this 💕

[theyarnmaidstale]

temptation tuesday

tagged by: @honestlydarkprincess

so this Temptation Tuesday might be a lot like last week's 😅, but:

Maddie and Eddie BFF Fic: After moving to California, Eddie becomes a firefighter with the 133 and strikes up a friendship with Dispatcher Maddie Buckley.

Fake Engagement: AKA the "I Told My Parents We're Dating" Bit that Goes Too Far and Fake Engagement — Whoops! Real Feelings AKA Buck tells his parents he and Eddie are engaged and shenanigans happen.

Madney FWB!AU: More Fake Dating (Madney Edition). In which Maddie Buckley is a nursing professor who has No Time to Date, but her boss keeps trying to set her up with her son, so she concocts a plan to use the firefighter she's been casually seeing as a date to get out of it, except she learns that they're the same person.

Buddie Alternate Meeting!AU: Buck's alarmed to see new recruit Eddie Diaz standing in the locker room, especially since he and Eddie had a fling three years ago in Texas.

tagging: @madneyslifeline, @queerbuckleys, @firemedicdiaz, @fireladybuckley, @fleurdebeton, @thebuckley-hans, @lucydonato, and anyone else who wants to give it a go

[pprodsuga]

JOSIE!!! just dropping by to give you this 🖤

now time to get back to writing hehe 🤭

i have a lot of appreciation for u

[sochilll]

hmmmm i’d like to see either jwed or bedd pls 🤲

Since I did bedd I shall give you jwed. It stands for Jared wedding and also jawed 🥺

This is my baby rn it’s like done but it never feels done enough to post. I just keep coming back and reading it and making tiny changes and still not posting it.

The plot is basically Evan gets an out of the blue invite to Jared’s wedding so he goes back home for the first time in years and Jared is like “haha… I’d run away with u rn… lol jk…. Unless 👀… no jk… unless u wanted to…”

Except the tone is WAY more somber than that lmao. It’s based on the iconique kleinsen anthem I’d Have to Think About It by Leith Ross. (Also just a fantastic song thank u Leith Ross for my life). I am constantly rotating “I’d give up everything for you if you asked” kleinsen in my mind waaah

A snip:

His mom never asked him to come home. Not for Hanukkah or her birthday or Mother’s Day. But this, she said, is important. This is a big deal, she said. He went through the trouble of asking for your address, she said, he came to me because he wanted to invite you, Evan.

So here Evan was, staring at a little white card with fancy gold writing.

Save the date: July 13th 2022. Mason and Jared.

Send a title from my wip list that interests you and I’ll talk about it/post a snippet

[kayluh1915]

I'm currently working on Starker mixed media fic.

Essentially, it's a 15k+ (or so) sick fic that will tell a chunk of the story through fake tweets, text messages, Instagram posts, etc. It's barely in the first draft phase so it has a LLOONNGG way to go before I can even begin to think about publishing it. However, I'm already working on some of the fake stuff and I made this magazine cover from scratch in Photoshop. I am so proud of how it's turning out that I couldn't wait to post it!

Consider it a mini sneak peek. 👀

Keep in mind, though, that it's rough and many changes will most likely be made including the name of the magazine. Also, big shout-out to my fiance (@a-bug-arts) for helping me with some of the photoshop techniques!

Disclaimer!

[dimplesandfierceeyes]

wip wtuesday

Thank you for the tag @dudeyuri!

So for the first time in a looooong time, I actually have multiple projects on the go and I think it's actually been really good for boosting my writer brain again.

Thank you for the all the very fun prompts I've been getting in my asks box! They've been very much appreciated.

This wip is a snippet of the latest one I've just started:

He answered cautiously, wondering if he was going to hear the muted static of a butt dial, but instead Pran’s voice came immediately through the speaker. “Where are you?”  “At home,” Pat replied slowly, still confused though now slightly worried he’d forgotten something. “Where are you?” “Drunk,” Pran declared with aplomb. Pat snorted in surprise, a grin starting to spread over his features. “Come pick me up.” “Drunk isn’t a place,” Pat pointed out, still grinning. “Where are you?”  “Ou'side Wai’s place, I walked him home but I don’t wanna walk back t' mine. ’M tired.” The last two words were said with a sigh. Pat laughed again. “So you called your friend to come get you, huh?” 

Yep, it's drunk Pran AND it's bet era. You're welcome.

Soooo, who to tag? Hmmm... how about @fiercynn, @linkisanenby @galauvant, @sunshinedobi? I'd tag more but I'm so bad at remembering tumblr handles! Anyway if you guys would like to or anyone who sees this would like to, drop some snippetsssss!

[megarywrites]

Penguin Classics tag game

 tagged by the lovely @thewriteflame​ (i’m so excited about this omg) 

rule: use this website to create a Penguin Classics style cover for your WIP(s)!

I’ll tag: @aninkwellofnectar​ @isherwoodj​ @bebewrites​ @daisywords​ @flowerprose​ @pinespittinink​ and anyone else who wants to do this (if you already did this i’m sorry alsdljsa) 

so at first I decided to do more contemporary/aesthetic covers instead of the traditional painted covers that they usually use for Penguin Classics but then I decided to do both because why not (i love both sets so much)

the painted ones first:

now the contemporary/aesthetic ones: 

[caught-in-the-filter]

Hum 😘

Thank you! 😘 I guess they hum quite a lot lol oops. 😅😅 (sometimes it came up in “thumb” too lol):

Dark Swan Deckhand:

Despite its displacement, the water didn’t spill over the edge, seemingly draining just enough to accommodate him though there was nowhere for it to run. Killian had to admit how wonderful it felt on his skin as he breathed in the steam, soothing his aching muscles as he stretched with an unconscious hum.

——

His movements stuttered to a stop as she swallowed around him with a pleased hum.

——

Her tongue peeked out to flick at the underside of his cock, and the vibrations of her low hum rippled through him, making him bend forward as he lost his balance above her and caught himself on his arms.

~~~~

Swan-Jones Foursome (Brennan):

TDH hummed low and sucked her earlobe between his teeth, nibbling teasingly before dragging them down her neck and gently worrying a mark into her skin.

——

Swan-Jones Foursome (Liam):

She hummed at the warmth and coughed as he thrust twice on instinct.

——

Swan-Jones Foursome (Killian):

“Mmm,” Emma hummed, rolling toward him. “I came here to relax. I never said I wanted to rest.”

——

As Killian closed his eyes and hummed, Emma touched her own soaked core and snuck her hand beneath the waistband of his trunks.

~~~~

Captain Pan shibari (non/dub-con):

“You’re so pretty when you’re asleep.” Pan’s other hand roamed the careful web of rope he’d tied to crisscross over Killian’s body, testing each knot with a satisfied hum. “I hope you don’t mind. I took the liberty of making you more—well, and less—comfortable.”

——

“Pretty, pretty pirate pet,” Pan sing-songed with a sigh. “Should I let you come for me today?” Slowly sheathing Killian’s cock in his mouth, Pan hummed low as he gave him a strong suck, his fingers still buried in the Captain’s ass.

~~~~

CS Pegging fic I’ll get back to eventually:

Emma hummed and worked two fingers inside him, filling him to the third knuckle and curling them carefully.

——

“That’s it, Captain,” she hummed into his shoulder blade as she picked up the pace. “Take it all.”

~~~~

The stowaway MC I haven’t touched since June 😅 (my brain won’t do plot rn):

He inhaled sharply through his nose, breathing in the soft scent of her neck and humming upon his exhale.

——

Emma’s throat was extremely dry, unhelped by her mouth falling agape to let stuttered breaths escape as the Captain hummed ferally over her lips.

——

Tucking the sharp edge under her chin, he hummed low against her temple as she shivered in his cold embrace.

~~~~

CaS(CaH) ch5-6 (may be reordered):

I don’t know, Emma hummed her uncertainty.

——

The Dark One buried his nose in her hair with a low hum as his hand made its way to her breast, balancing her against himself as her unsteady legs trembled beneath her. Emma glanced up to see his eyes were focused on hers rather than on the place he’d instructed her to watch.

~~~~

Any further back than this will be getting into territory of docs I can’t remember whether or not I posted anymore lol. 😅🙈

[bardic-tales]

As soon as coffee is done brewing, I am going to start the profile for Alexander of Pandemonix.

I also had an idea of a prophecy for the series, outside of Kayla and her 'whore of babylon' prophecy. It sort of ties into it, though.

Alex and Kayla's son is going to be the 'second coming'. He is going to be a white-haired swordsman: the only one in the book. He is also going to be resentful at Alex since after Alex and Kayla share their first time together, Alex feels a laspe in faith and doesn't treat Kayla very well.

As for the son's name. I haven't come up with one yet.

[coffeebanana]

BEGGING people to write more Marigami that doesn't have Adrien salt like you don't have to get my hopes up with Marigami content and then tear them down 😔