#wip folder

[luciacaminoz]

✨ jacks yo car ✨

[for-a-longlongtime]

Good lord what is the young Joel and Marcus wip 😏

ANON come here and let me kiss you on the forehead!! This one is special to me 😍

First of all... young!Joel Miller x young!MarcusMoreno is not a pairing that comes completely out of nowhere. As a matter of fact, they're lurking in my masterlist, tucked into a story, but I don't want to spoiler it for other people who may not have read some of the fics I wrote last year.

However, if you know - you know. 😏

Let's get into it:

This is probably one of the heftiest WIPs that I haven't posted anything from yet, as the doc clocks in at about 5K so far - and it's actually going to be a series! I'd say a tentative 9 to 10 (not super long, hopefully LOL) chapters at this point. And I'm actually going to try to have most of this written, or at the very least have half of it done before I post the first chapter, just to make things a little more manageable for myself.

We meet Joel and Marcus in Austin, TX when they're about 20 and 21 years old, and the series will span a period of approximately twenty five years actually, so I'm very excited about that! They meet in a bar - that Joel isn't supposed to be at, because he's not of legal drinking age - when they're trying to break up a fight among their friends, which results into the two of them getting kicked out.

Joel has been working long, long days in construction for a few years in order to support himself and Tommy, as their parents died when Joel was 16/17 years old. One of the reasons why he rolled into that line of work - besides the money - is because the childhood house that they still live in needs so much work done, and the only way he could think about being able to afford that somehow is by learning how to do all the work himself because he'd never be able to afford a contractor.

His life couldn't be any more different than Marcus', who is busy with college and who tries to hide a part of his life for most people - namely that his father is the leader of the Heroics and his mother is a Heroics trainer. There is the expectation that he's going to follow in their footsteps, but his powers haven't shown up yet, so he's trying to focus on blazing his own path.

They end up becoming friends, and music plays an important role in that; the series takes place in the (early/mid) nineties, so get ready for a good amount of grunge / rock / etc. There are a lot of twists and turns in their story (apparantly Little Beast was only the beginning of a whole lot of angst/drama pouring into my fics), so I don't want to reveal too much it, but let's just say that it's a tough ass road and things don't go the way they've planned.

But! I do have enough written so far that I can show you a little snippet of a very rough outline from chapter 2:

Joel and Marcus listening to grunge music and smoking so much pot at Joel's place. Careful first kisses. Giggling about it as they’re so stoned and kind of nervous. (They only smoke pot when Tommy isn’t around/going to be home that night, also to help manage Joels aches as he tends to be sore after a long day at the construction site - that's half of the reason why Marcus brings over weed). They’re both too high to do anything that requires much coordination but Marcus starts grinding against Joel’s dick and they eventually get eachother off that way, clothes still on, sitting on the couch. There are more kisses while they're both still panting, now with a giggle in between breaths every now and then, and the weed just makes them lose track of time - and it's not all that long before Joel finds himself grinding his hips up against Marcus again. "Fuck. Fuck, I…." He can't find the words, especially not when Marcus rocks back against him, just a little slower on his refractory period. "I want…. Fuck. 'm too high. I can't…" Marcus hushing him with another kiss and Joel moans, grabbing Marcus' hips and shifting on the couch, until Marcus is on his back and Joel on top of him. Nudging his hips into Marcus until they line up, still fully dressed, and the little “oh my god” once he gets it right. "Take it, take it, take it," Marcus panting under him, holding onto Joel's broad shoulders, which makes Joel moan against him, and when Marcus' hands grab Joel's ass, something just clicks inside of Joel's brain. And despite that everything is still slow and soft, he just goes feral because he wants it - wants Marcus - so goddamn bad "Wish I was inside you," against Marcus' ear, and Marcus cries out at that, imagining it, and because it feels so good that Joel is fucking his cock against him. "I wish I…" And not all of it is coherent, it's a string of words that fall from his lips, but he kind of talks Marcus through it, what he wants to do to him, and Marcus just loses his shit because holy fuck, Joel's voice is so deep when he's been smoking like this, and nobody has ever talked to him like this while getting off, and he loves it.

Thanks again for asking, Anon!! I honestly can't wait to write more on them and to eventually share these boys with all of you.

Want to know more about fics in my WIP folder? Check out the original post!

pssst, this is me looking innocent and tagging y'all for no reason whatsoever except for that you might be interested to see this WIP that's in the making 😇😘 thank you all so much for the support you gave to GP! @oliveksmoked @ohforficsake @wannab-urs @baronessvonglitter @angiewatson

@iknowisoundcrazyreads @gruaig-rua @thebeldroramscal @milla-frenchy @reallyrallyauthor

@jessthebaker @littleredpandanaps @bitchesuntitled @avastrasposts @almostempty

@almostfoxglove @rebel-held @magpiepills @legendary-pink-dot @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

@din-cognito @penvisions @alltheglitterandtheroar

[hatsukeii]

@catsoupki i hope you're ready to get fucked up baby

[a11eya]

wip folder!

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU HAVE WIPS - people send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

thank you @bkgexe for the tag 🧡 i will follow eli and willow’s lead and post snippets instead of the names of my wips because none of them have names!!! and i will NEVER pass up on a chance to share snippets hahaha. though this isn't all my wips... but i don't want to overwhelm lmao. i'd love to hear which one's your fave!!!

“How’s it feel to have not one, but two little brothers who’re taller than you?” you tease. “You wanna die?” Touya says casually, grabbing your hand and refusing to let go when you tug.

Midoriya buries his face in your stomach, pressing in. It’s not enough. He needs to be closer. He lifts your layers, a shirt and a sweater, so his face is directly pressed against you. Your warmth, your softness, your give. He mouths at your skin, wanting to consume you.

“You didn’t tell me one of your friends would be Dynamight! He's literally the hottest hero in Musutafu!” you hiss. Mina laughs. “Don’t worry, you’ll change your mind once you actually talk to him.” You stare at her incredulously. Shaking your head, you mutter, “How the hell is he hotter in person? I hope he doesn’t talk to me.”

“Your wish is my command,” Sero says, and when you open your mouth to make another request, he sticks his face in your neck and blows, making a farting sound that has you bursting into laughter.

“Kiri…?” “I–I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I can’t accept your feelings.” His expression is pained. “I know I’ve… I’m trying to focus on the agency. And there’s just not enough time for anything more than friendships…” You feel sick. You’ve read things wrong and you’ve fucked everything up. Mechanically, you open your mouth and words fall out. “Oh. No, don’t apologize. I get it.”

“Don’t regret this,” you say raggedly. “I won’t be able to control myself if you change your mind.” Bakugou pinches your cheek. Cups it with his hand, soothes the slightly irritated skin. “Never,” he tells you.

no pressure tags!!!! - @birinboom @andypantsx3 @vanishingstarrs @imaginationmess @yinyuedijun @evilasiangenius

[waynes-multiverse]

WIP Folder Tag Game

Thank you for the tag @zepskies @bettystonewell & @lamentationsofalonelypotato 🩵

Rules: Make a post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous, and tag as many people as you have wips. People can send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Some of them have been sitting in there since 2021, some are just vague ideas, and some already have multiple chapters and are almost done ����

Dean Winchester x Reader:

Somebody I Used to Know (series – Mechanic!Dean AU)

Free (series – Firefighter!Dean but not AU)

Midnight Oil (series – Biker!Dean AU)

Neon Dreams (series – 70s AU)

Cast Away (miniseries)

Echoes of Tomorrow (series)

The Craving (one shot)

Fuel (one shot)

Laundromat (one shot)

Soldier Boy x Reader:

Time After Time (series)

Surprise, Surprise, Surprise! (Lover drabble)

Russell Shaw x Reader:

The Classified Files (TES prequel)

Momcation (TES drabble)

Boaz Priestly x Reader:

Riptide (miniseries)

No pressure tags: @jessjad @pamwritessometimes @supernotnatural2005 @luci-in-trenchcoats @thoughtslikeaminefield @plasticflowersinahistorycemetery @maddie0101

[mercars-musings]

WIP Folder Ask Game

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. People can send an ask or comment about the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it! Aaaa tysm for the taggies @thedissonantverses <3 I actually got some of my WIPs names sorted out recently hehe:

DA WIP Folder:

Coming Home Breakdown: The Saga Emmrich FP Hissera Origins Hair Dye Babyyyyy Breaking In

No pressure taggies! : @sunny374940 @andthekitchensinkao3 @ofcrowsanddragons @taashyvashedan @sorrowsfallallaround @rookgallustroublesomehousehimbo

[anchanted-one]

Books of Ciphers and Book of the Ghost

Thanks for the interest, @alverrann !

My series is set in swtor. It mostly follows the Knight, Vajra, but most of the others play huge roles as well. It diverges at times, and becomes virtually its own story every so often.

Sorry for the long rant, but I'm deeply passionate!

Each Book mainly follows a hero, so it's like Book of Storms (Knight) Book of Wrath (Sith Warrior) Book of Ciphers (Agent), and Book of Night (Sith Inquisitor). Other books focus on more than one.

Both Books of Ciphers follow Lana Beniko, who I reimagined as the true identity of Cipher Nine. It's a long story 😅.

The first Book of Ciphers, Limbo, follows her during the five year gap between Knights of the Forgotten Empire chapter 1 and chapter 3. She is desperately searching for the Knight, her husband, in an increasingly dangerous galaxy. It's full of heartache and longing and a slow breakdown of self-confidence. I like it, though i did have to cut it down a lot to make it manageable.

The second Book of Ciphers, Mission Scorpion, is Lana's hunt for Darth Jadus after he slips up and reveals his location. It will also raise the curtains on my main antagonists for the next three books, the House of Masks. It's meant to be a shorter book than I normally write.

Book of Ghosts is set forty years after this story. Lana and Vajra both take on a common apprentice, who is a Ghostsister from Dathomir. She is now the Commander of the Eternal Alliance after her Master stepped down following Lana's death by natural causes. The galaxy has been at peace ever since Vajra used his political power to force all sides to stop fighting. The governments of the galaxy all try to rebuild and recoup the losses of the almost seventy-year war while the Eternal Alliance keeps the peace (peacefully, hallelujah) and provides supplies wherever they are needed. But she faces a new threat that resents what her master did, and has to find and oust this new organization before they can reignite galactic war. I hope for this to be my shortest book, and serve as an epilogue to what has proved to be a long but interesting endeavor.

[foxtrot91]

WIP poll

Help me decide which fic to tackle next from my WIP folder, short descriptions under the cut:

Buddie mindreader: Instead of math powers the lightning strike gives Buck mindreading powers. Not only is this how Buck realizes his best friend is in love with him, but also that Eddie's mind is perpetually in the gutter where he's concerned.

BuddieTommy fic: Eddie realizing he's in love with both of his friends and struggling to come to terms with that and unsure if there's even anything he can do about it without ruining either or both of his friendships.

BuckTommy Just Like Heaven: Buck doesn't wake from his coma after the lightning strike. Maddie can't bear to take him off life support and Bobby cant stand the thought of permanently replacing Buck and is determined to only use temp replacements until the higher ups force his hand. After several temps that don't work out, Tommy agrees to come back temporarily at Bobby and Chim's behest. Because his home is on the other side of the city, Buck's loft is offered up for him to stay in since it's closer to the 118. Tommy's expecting an otherwise empty loft, he isn't expecting to find Buck's ghost - who is hovering between life and death- inhabiting the space. He also isn't expecting to also find him haunting the station.

BuckTommy mpreg au: Buck discovers his sexuality during his Buck 1.0 days and has several nameless hook ups about it. His last one, and most memorable one, is Tommy, and in their drunken desperation, they forego protection. By the time Buck realizes he's pregnant the only thing he can remember about his hook-up is his face. Buck chooses to raise his daughter on his own and with the help of the 118 and Maddie, of course. Seven years later he recognizes Tommy as his child's father just as they're about to fly into a hurricane.

[djarins-cyare]

WIP Folder Ask Game!

Rules: Make a post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how nondescriptive or ridiculous, and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you, @ace-turned-confused and @the-blind-assassin-12, for tagging me in this! 🩵🩷

You wanna see ALL the files in my WIP folder? Well, once I’ve developed something to a certain degree, I add it to the WIP section of my masterlist, but I’ve talked about all of those before.

The ones where I just have an outline and a few paragraphs, there are… *counts*… 61 of those! I know, I know... I need to actually write some of this shit. But… they’re busy growing. They’re like root vegetables, carefully planted and put in a dark place until they sprout. And this game seems like a good way to inspire me to cultivate some of them (once I’ve finished writing Hush, which has reached over 70k words, but I’m on the final scene, so it’ll be with you soon)!

So okay, in the same order as I came up with them, here are the most promising 30 of my little sproutling WIPs. All are Din because he occupies my brain 99% of the time.

Refugees from TV Land [*answered here*]

Mile High Club buddy accidental quest

Catch a bounty, win a question

Captain’s (sexy) log [*answered here*]

What became of Kuiil’s compound

The Worst Mandalorian Foundling Ever

Forced hibernation

Din the Apostate

Obligatory sex pollen fic

5 Accidental Innuendoes + 1 Oblivious Bounty Hunter [*answered here*]

Courier Reader slow burn

Not psychic, just an Earthling in the SWU

Post-helmet-removal Fresher’s Flu

Alien cosplay

Evil Clone Din shitshow [*answered here*]

Pilgrimage to a Grave

What’s this Earthling word ‘tampon’?

Nevarro costume party

Be-All And Endor pegging bonus scene [*answered here*]

Undercover at the galaxy’s largest wedding fair

Din needs an iPhone charger to find out what Pedro Pascal looks like [*answered here*]

Oh no, he’s hot, ohhh nooo, you’re shallow

The Ghosts of Aq Vetina

Demi Din discovers desire

Grogu’s French Manicure

Arts and crafts competition

Din gets amnesia

Holo-image creed loophole

Grogu removes his dad’s helmet

The Last of Us inspired Mando fic [*answered here*]

I have to make the file names descriptive so I don’t forget what they’re about 😅. Please ask away if anything piques your curiosity. I will update this post with links to any answers 🩵🩷

Okay, 30 titles = 30 tags! If any of you need some inspiration for your WIPs, give this game a go – it’ll get you thinking about them again. Sending you appreciative forehead kisses, friends 🩵🩷

@ak-vintage @albertasunrise @burntheedges @cas-readsandwrites @chronically-ghosted

@covetyou @djarinmuse @djarins-wife @drewharrisonwriter @evolnoomym

@hauntedhowlett-writes @hellishjoel @iamsherlocked-1998 @javierpena-inatacvest @kyberblade

@mermaidgirl30 @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @nerdieforpedro @orcasoul @penvisions

@prolix-yuy @secretelephanttattoo @studioghibelli @syd-djarin @the-mandawhor1an

@thischarmingmandalorian @thundermartini @wannab-urs @whxtedreams @yopossum

[luciacaminoz]

solona 🥀

[for-a-longlongtime]

HELLO BARKEEP I WOULD LIKE A PINT OF YOUR FINEST READER X SANTI PLEASE

IO YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM ABOUT YOUR REQUEST

(seriously, I wasn't sure if anyone would ask after my Santi fics haha)

I WILL GIVE YOU MY FINEST

So this fic started with me wanting to read a good brat tamer!Santi fic (there's not much out there 😫), but then shifted after I saw this post:

So this is basically going to be NTIDK!reader and NTIDK!Santi. (Note: That whole bar situation with the three of them happened not too long ago - I mean, so far only part 1 is up, but I doubt I'm spoilering anything here - and while she and Santi has been friends for a while, they're still trying to figure out this new territory they're now in.) She's been having a stressful month at work and comes home one day at the end of her rope. In her words:

All you had wanted to do tonight was to curl up on the couch with Frankie, have a couple of drinks and pizza for dinner, and afterwards let Frankie eat your pussy before fucking your brains out. The perfect way to unwind and try to not think about anything. No decisions, no people, no nothing.

Instead, she finds Santiago at her place, who tells her Frankie had to go out of town for work and wasn't able to reach her (her phone was dead). Not a big deal, but since she's in a bad mental headspace it just kind of pushes her over the edge into a minor meltdown/ tantrum, and she ends up taking it out on Santi:

“When did I even…”

“That’s not the point!”

He runs his hand over his stubble, looking slightly exasperated as he seems to search for a response - but all you can really see is how his thumb and index finger brush over his full bottom lip before they come together, making the plushness of it look even more attractive than usual. 

“You’re staring.” His low, deep voice sends involuntary shivers down your spine, and you struggle to make yourself look up at his eyes instead of - indeed - staring at his mouth.

“Am not,” you protest weakly as you take a few steps back, but it only makes a cocky smirk curl around his lips. It fuels the flames of your anger that had only simmered when you were distractedly admiring his mouth, except for now you also feel self conscious on top of it all. “You’re so full of yourself.”

“Oh, really?” The look in his eyes turns a little darker, more predatory than you’ve seen before, as he takes a step closer to you. Your heart rate picks up as you suddenly remember that evening in the bar - both of you messing around with shots, and you ended up shoved against the bar, both your arms pulled behind his back by him, and the heat of his cock pressed against your ass. It felt like ages ago, but all in all it barely had been a few weeks.

“That’s a problem, isn’t it?”, he continues before you can respond. It’s like he knows what you’re thinking, because the next moment his hands close around your wrists and he tugs you to him. You nearly stumble, but he holds you up, your hands now practically pressed against his chest. Your cheeks feel hot when he leans over to your ear, and this time the low timbre of his voice is affecting you so much more than you’re willing to show.

“I think the actual problem might be that you rather want to be full of me. Princesa."

Your desire immediately flips back to rage caused by that singular word, nearly giving you whiplash, and you try to shove him away with your full weight.

“Don’t you ever fucking call me that,” you hiss at him. If he hadn’t been holding your wrists, you would’ve slapped him in his face.

(…)

You try to shove him again, but he clocks the movement, and with a strong tug at your wrists he makes you stumble against him, using your disorientation to drag you across the room. You yelp as you nearly trip again, but he doesn’t even respond to it, making you stumble along with him, as he then shoves you not so delicately with your back against the wall.

The gasp that escapes from you isn’t because of pain, but surprise - barely processing how quickly and decisively he moves. Within the blink of an eye he has you pressed against that wall, your hands above your head still held tightly in his grip. He coolly looks you up and down, making sure that you didn’t get hurt, then his eyes lock on yours. “What’s the matter. You want to fight? Is that what Fish lets you do when you’re in a mood like this?”

“I don't need him to let me do shit, Garcia.” You try to take a deep breath, calm your rapidly beating heart, but it’s too difficult - he’s too damn close. You can see all the flecks of grey in his hair and his beard. Smell him so clearly. You’ve known Santi for a few years now, have seen him under all different circumstances - but the urge to literally and figuratively scratch at him now, just to provoke a reaction that you could respond to, is stronger than any reasonable thought in your head.

You didn’t want pity, you want - goddamnit, he is right, you do want to fight.

“Then what the fuck is your problem, hmm?” Santi leans in, his breath ghosting over your neck and you’re grateful for it - you can’t look at his eyes right now, can’t let him see yours. It's making you feel weak, and you hate feeling that way. That's what you would say if somebody asked you.

Your arms are straining, held up above your head by him like that - and it’s doing something to you that you’re not quite sure you’ve felt before. At least not since that brief moment he had you pinned against the bar a few weeks ago. It's something specifically about him. You do want to fuck him, as much as you don't like admitting it in this moment, but not because you want him as a stand in for Frankie. No, tonight you just want to break things, set them on fire, get broken yourself, have-…

I think you see where this is going. 😈 I'm still figuring out a bunch of stuff as I'm moving forward (she's a handful at the moment, as I'm sure you can tell - not just with him, but also for me to write her), but I'm excited about this. It's gonna be an intense one.

Thank you for asking about this WIP, babe!! 💜

(If anyone wants to ask about about other current WIPs, check out the original ask post. Happy to drone on about my blorbos if y'all wanna hear.)

little heads up to some folks (who I think I haven't bugged about this yet, but who might be interested to read this Santi snippet): @qveerthe0ry @crowandmousewritingco @reallyrallyauthor @alltheglitterandtheroar @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

@faretheeoscar @missdictatorme @nowritingonthewall @campingwiththecharmings @writefightandflightclub

@maladptivedaydreaming @katw474 @ivystoryweaver @almostfoxglove @almostempty

@virtie333 @oliveksmoked @ohforficsake @wilder-fangirl @wolvieispunk

[hatsukeii]

sneak peek of the current wip!! MDNI because mention of toshi rubbing one out

i’m pissing myself laughing

[oros-ash3s]

WIP Folder Tag ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

The premise is to post all the headings under the folder/section for your WIP, and people can send asks for the titles that interest them! ｡𖦹°‧

ty for the tag @aalinaaaaaa and @sugaredparchment!! sorry this took a while

⋆˚࿔ Excerpts from my “OC CONTENT” folder

I generally put whatever in this folder. Whether it be random ideas that hit me, little lines I think of, et cetera. It holds stuff from all my WIPS.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 (not so cursed??) cursed polycule

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 vampy

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 evil twin shenanigans

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the last unicorn audio-core

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 metamorphosis: noroi

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 me when they have a childhood rivalry

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 kageko.. AUGHHH

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the graveyard scene (crow and elmira release me)

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 alone

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 aster intro

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 icarus fell

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 toxic yaoi

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 answer

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 meet ryuji

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 rescue

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 run boy run

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 cannibalism

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 felix and reagan save me

⋆˚࿔ Excerpts from “THE CHRYSALIS” folder

Here you can find chapter planning, chapter WIPS, and lots of arc drafts that @ohagiwrites and I have pre-written (albeit roughly).

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 jeremiah happy au

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 the chrysalis info

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 arc 1: eden

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 arc 2: runaway

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 arc 3: the congregation of the chosen

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 arc 4: hiding

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 planning

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 drabbles

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 think pieces

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 fics [DRAFTS]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 a myriad of aus

taglist \\ @ohagiwrites @bloodinkandashes @corinneglass @icantthinkofablognameatm @vesanal @inky-anathemata @bioniclechronicles @seastarblue @gr3yhellh0und @aalinaaaaaa @shadow-of-tea-and-tea @robinshandhurts @ieppiq @sugaredparchment @lunaeuphternal @ifmasonbasonwasawriter @steh-lar-uh-nuhs @blackboxwarrior-mkultra @lancedoncrimsonwings @sharkblizzardblogs @nightmaricwriter @scoundrelwithboba @cepheusgalaxy @cacophonyofwords @theink-stainedfolk + open tag

[aurorawritestoescape]

Wip Folder

rules: make a post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have wips - people send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you for the tags, lovelies @itwasntimethatdidit40 @schnarfer @guiltyasdave ❤️❤️❤️

Hotel Maid (Joel)

Modern Lu and Marcus

Dieter dating app

Frankie’s money

New life (Joel)

Npt💞 @milla-frenchy @toxicanonymity @iamasaddie @tateypots @sunshineispunk @joelmillerisapunk @evolnoomym @bonezone44 @thundermartini @sawymredfox @604to647

[maelstrom-of-emotions]

W.I.P Folder Game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files/documents in your W.I.P folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have W.I.Ps. People can send you an ask with the titles(s) that most intrigue them, then post a little snippet/preview or tell them something about it.

Thank you @xiaokuer-schmetterling for tagging me! Honestly, this was a wake-up call because I have way too many W.I.Ps, each with their heartbeats caught in limbo, waiting for me to let them bleed onto the page. They probably won’t – but one can dream. (I really need to learn how to drive responsibly, I keep on hitting plot bunnies. Those fuckers multiply fast. Thank god for Ellipsus, because I genuinely don’t know how much of my fics I’d be able to write down fast.)

we’re all just stars that have people names

of happiness that blooms like opium poppies

i saw you as a flower

the train to nowhere

oh darling, even rome fell

lovelorn

look at this photograph

we used to be immortal, love

you may be a god, but you live off of my prayers

carve out the pieces of you, how much of me is left

call a monster by it’s name

apricot roses and dead bluebirds (technically posted already, but it is a W.I.P)

where ages grow wild and ancient

everything is blue

taped to the wall, breaking and all

where love lingers, death cannot hold

bury me gentle in a garden of thorns

angel of death, how do you defend?

I asked for a fairy tale, you gave me life

even amongst the gods, you are the cruelest

Don’t Touch The Walls, They’ll Break

of lovelorn days in a world gone pale

where the hero’s heart lies bleeding

where we drown in dusk and dreams

the parts of me in muted grey

whatever homes are made of

and he whispers, and the house whispers back

we’re fated to unravel, love

the ten percent rule

the 10% rule (same title, but different, I swear)

let me die loving, and so never die

Death, Interrupted

the star beneath skin

untitled reddit post

Crimson and Ash

I’m Dreaming of Tomorrow, When Tomorrow’s Not Coming

I’m yearning for a yesterday, when all I’m getting is tomorrow

bleeding between worlds

of hollow bones and ashen skies

I’ve dug two graves for us, my dear

shory and no sailors

serpents in eden’s embrace

a kingdom in waiting

they call us the dreamers, but we’re the ones that don’t sleep

dressed to disaster

a crouching, wounded fawn that knew no god

a forest fire beneath my feet, and no ashes to rise from

sunlight leaves a trail of smoke

a thousand foreign sorrows I cannot name

I was not the first thing I ever did taint

what good is petrichor, when your body rots beneath the dust?

spooky scary skeletons

the circus comes without warning

we should all just stab ceasar

i am borne of fairytales and glass planets

hey, is this a pizza place?

what is left of forever

we were almost enternal

our bones could hold the sky, you and i

stupidity and solitude are one in the same; they’re not

seven flowers of Mrs. Zabini

i had a sister of flesh and blood, but not of love

frame the halves and call them brothers

as ancient as grief

spiteful dumplings

greed and golden illusions

defend you to my last breath

taylor + streaming +siblings

a constellation of ruin

loveable

goldfinch

hide and spite

let me bleed, let me burn

capsize

they call you

a medal for me, one that I’ve created

flaws of the divine, oh to be divine

to love an eldritch love

a letter and a cow

cold

happiness is not known to cold hearts

fae chipmunks

isekai yandere

it curls and it burns, it’s written words

wattpad high

icarus, burn and cold

here be dragons

achilles, come down

fluffy’s not dead yet, right?

Ding, ding, ding, it’s saturday again

Blythe baxter

Flower ship soulmates

Matthews

Hey, timmy

Fuck, that's a lot. I don't think I even know that many people. So, I'm just going to type in the people I follow + my mutuals, I guess. No pressure tags, only do it if you feel comfortable <3333 (also, if anyone else would like to join, please feel free! Just tag me!)

@undercover-stories, @padfootastic, @whatisgrass, @silverbriseis, @awkward-toons, @illymation, @demigodseameg16, @chipmunkweirdo, @dreams-in-words, @yuricedes, @afeatherinthewind, @space-anon-writes, @awyeahitssam, @thunder-point, @monsieurclavier, @katisblue, @thesefallenembers, @bitkahuna, @rt0no.

I just realized I probably should have made sure all of these people actually write, but oh well, I'm too lazy to change it now. Forgive me. (Also, remember, anyone can join! And don't feel pressured to play if you don't wanna! <333)

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WIP Folder Game

rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Ooh, new kind of game! Thank you @darethshirl for tagging me!

I am a boring/non-existent title-r but there will be many to choose from lol

Do you have any idea what you’ve done

speak of me in the language of reverence

A dream, now

The ossuary, before

Lusacan snaps his neck

They sit at the head of the celebration, they smile; they nod; they speak when spoken to. (Under the Grande Guignol/Theatre of Suffering folder)

You stopped three gods

He looks at the papers

Rook is reading on the couch in the kitchen, lazily skimming through the latest book club pick.

Leth scenes

Teia! Rook!

The dinner table, then

There are some more that are literally just character names or have nothing in them, so skipping those lol

Ooooh boy let’s see! @thedissonantverses @uchidachi @mageofquandrix @biowaredisasterbisexual @taashyvashedan @ofcrowsanddragons @ladyinthebluebox @dymme @i-had-bucky @bottomthor @wardensantoineandevka @erin-unknown and anyone else who thinks this sounds fun! You will forgive me if I missed you, I am unimaginably tired today lol