#wipweek

[wipweek]

WIP Week (Work-In-Progress Week) Returns in June!

WIP Week is a week dedicated to updating fanfic or other types of fanworks.  All fandoms are welcome to participate.  Original works are also accepted.  Please tag your entries with the #wipweek or #wip week tag. Since multiple fandoms and ships are participating, please clearly list the fandoms, ships, and content warnings in the post so that they can be properly tagged for any potential readers.

The second WIP Week of 2025 will be held June 22-28. 

Each day will have a theme, but you do not have to post every day. You are also not obligated to follow these themes. You can work on one fic or fanwork for the entire week if you choose. If you’re not comfortable posting full updates but still want to participate in the week, you can post your daily word count and/or a small snippet from your work.

Here are the prompts for WIP Week:

June 22: Your Oldest WIP

June 23: Your Newest WIP

June 24: Your Most Popular WIP

June 25: A WIP Featuring Your OTP

June 26: Your Favorite WIP

June 27: Your Previously Unpublished WIP

June 28: Any WIP

You can post completed/updated fanworks to the official WIP Week AO3 Collection!

[ivyastral]

Late Day 4 of WIP Week, A WIP Featuring Your OTP.

I'll do both my OTPs, so here is an excerpt of one of my LexJokes fics! I'm about 80% done with this fic, so hoping maybe I can finish it while on vacation. Working title is Order From Chaos.

Lex finally noticed a small, ratty striped carnival tent set up in the field. It looked small enough to only hold a couple of people and, as Lex shone his flashlight over it, he thought it looked like a carnival had forgotten about it when it packed up and left. The fabric edges were badly frayed and the stripes were marred with mysterious stains. Lex wondered if this was where Joker actually lived. Last he heard, he lived in an abandoned amusement park, but maybe it had finally been condemned and this pathetic tent was all that was left. Lex took a deep breath and stepped inside.

As soon as he stepped inside his shin hit the edge of a low table covered with purple velvet. A crystal ball surrounded by four candles sat on top. The flames flickered with the force of Lex knocking the table, and Lex heard the Joker’s shrill laugh followed by, “You came to visit, Lexy, or burn down my whole house?”

Lex shone his flashlight in front of him to reveal the Joker sitting behind the table. He was almost expecting the Joker to be dressed up like a fortune teller, since he would appear in drag from time to time, but he turned out to look even more ridiculous. The Joker did have a beaded shawl around his shoulders that looked like something stolen from a fortune teller, but his outfit was an odd combination of pieces. He had a tall hat that looked like he had swiped it from a ringmaster. His gloves weren’t his usuals, he instead wore fingerless leather gloves like what a motorcycle stunt performer would wear. Under the shawl Lex could tell the Joker was wearing his favorite purple color, but it wasn’t his usual suit, it looked like a distressed leotard cast off from a trapeze artist. The Joker’s hair under the frayed ringmaster hat was filthy and tangled and he had marks on his face that looked like he hadn’t bothered to wash blood off after whenever his last fight was. Lex knew the Joker could look either impeccable or horrifically disheveled, and this time it was the latter.

“What happened to you?” Lex sneered. “Did you kill off a circus and swipe all their clothes?” He pushed away the thought that this was likely exactly what the Joker had done. Lex was more unsettled that the Joker didn’t laugh at his remark, but just squinted and frowned at him. That couldn’t be a good sign. “Can’t I try out a new look without you thinking I did something?” Joker hissed.

“Are you also trying out a new occupation?” Lex said as he shined his flashlight on the crystal ball. “Or new criminal activity? Parting fools from their money with fake psychic powers?”

This time the Joker laughed hysterically like his usual self. He stroked the crystal ball with his long fingers and stared Lex down with his green eyes as he grinned. “I never knew you thought so little of me, Lexie,” he snarled. “What makes you think I don’t have real powers?” Suddenly he was holding a handful of cards, seemingly materializing them out of nowhere. “Sit down and I’ll give you a reading,” he said as he glided the cards from one hand to the other.

Lex was not going to indulge the Joker’s new game. He was sure the Joker had just performed a cheap trick, pulling the cards out from under the table out of Lex’s sightline. Lex could tell they weren’t even fortune telling cards. They were clearly the playing cards the Joker always had on him, and Lex knew at least a few of them could be weapons, tinged with poison or a blade. “I’m not sitting on this ground, it’s disgusting.”

Joker rolled his eyes and sighed, but still grinned ear to ear as he splayed out his cards. “Pick a card,” he said. “I’ll read your future.”

“Enough already,” Lex shot back. “I’m not here for this nonsense. I’m here because—“

“Don’t tell me!” Joker interrupted. He waved his hand over the crystal ball. “You’re in Gotham because you need someone to give you something important, but they won’t give it to you.”

Lex rolled his eyes. “Ha ha,” he muttered. “You’re playing the game well. You’ve got your vaguely worded premonition that could apply to anyone.”

“Aww, Lexie, you’re doubting my psychic talents?” Joker set his elbows on the table and rested his chin in his hands, batting his eyelashes and giving Lex those bedroom eyes that annoyed him. “If I say exactly what happened, then you’ll sit down.” Joker giggled as he continued stroking the crystal ball. “You came to Gotham because you need a deal from Wayne Enterprises for your ultimate scheme to destroy Superman, and they told you no.”

“Still vague.” Lex sneered. “You don’t know what the deal is for.”

Joker hesitated slightly before he spat out, “Land.” Lex’s heart skipped a beat even though he detected a touch of upspeak in that word. “You’re just guessing,” he frowned.

“But I’m right. Aren’t I?” Joker giggled again but with a hint of uncertainty. His face then turned dark as he handed Lex a small beaded mat. “Just sit down. You’re making me anxious looming over me like that.” Lex reluctantly accepted the mat and kneeled on it on the ground. “I want to get to the point of my visit.”

“I know what the point is,” Joker said sharply. “I’m going to tell you the outcome.”

Lex decided to play along only because he felt the Joker was getting angry. He tapped the first card he noticed. Joker turned it over to reveal an ace of hearts. Lex rolled his eyes. Things like this made him consider that the Joker really was just some lunatic, not a secret genius mastermind. “You picked the love card,” Joker squealed. “Here’s your future. I’m going to blow up a few of Wayne’s offices for you. You swoop in and buy the land there on. And then you’re finally going to give me that kiss.”

[finishwhatyoustarted-event]

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[stargazing-enby]

Fics I'm gonna try to work on/finish for @wipweek this October:

Pumpkin Boy:

Where Harry and Draco meet at age 10 after Draco sneaks out to trick or treat in Muggle London

Ace!Draco fic:

My fic for this year's @fandomaspecfest! I haven't started yet but it's gonna be a (hopefully) short fic where Draco loses his inhibition due to a curse/potion and... suddenly can't stop acting on his romantic impulses toward Harry?!

My owlpost fic:

This one's anonymous 😘

Any and all encouragement is welcome ❤️ I've been struggling with writer's block and a lack of motivation lately and I really want to move past it!

[soba-riri]

Weekend Wip

Been avoiding a party by writing some more 6U fics, and these are my favorite parts so far.

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“Awake? Good.” He gave Four one more look over. Except for the fact that Four looked like he went through a fight with a bear and looked totally out of it, One deemed Four was fine.

Two flung the knife as Three bent backward, letting the blade sail over him to land its mark right through the guard’s eye. Three came back up with his gun, firing in her direction before he even straightened. A body behind her tumbled to the ground, and the knife that was held clattered to the floor.

“Can everybody stop screaming?” Three cursed as he ran a red light. “I’m trying to drive here!” 

“Then, drive!” One waved a hand at the road and then his face. “I don’t see you with blood on your face!” 

“I don’t see you ever driving on these missions!” Three shot back.

[alexseanchai]

oh right @wipweek WIPtober is a thing

technically I have already won at WIPtober, because the current Google Doc is more than 3.5K longer than it was in the last version dated September

but since I forgot all about WIPtober, that feels like cheating

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where the firelight fades, a Miraculous Ladybug fanfic, Oct 17 status report: 25K

[meanwhileinsidemyhead]

WIPtober update

Word count on Sept. 30: 111,574

Current word count: 114,742

Not too shabby, considering I only had time to write this afternoon. Now the question is how many fluffy scenes can I pack into one winter break? (Hint: Never enough. Kevin needs cuddles.)

The plot is still very much a WIP, but it’s coming together. I think I’ve figured out how to bring Neil into the picture even with Kevin in California, but I still don’t know how to bring Riko and the Ravens down and how to save Jean. Still: progress.

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Snippet:

They were only a few inches apart. It would have been so easy to stand and pull Jeremy closer. (Right arm around his waist, gentle and intimate; or by pulling at the fabric of his sweater, more heated, more intense?) Jeremy would be surprised, no doubt, but he wouldn’t step back. (Fuck his boyfriend. Jaimie did not exist in this fantasy. Kevin could find the Trojans another starting dealer later.) Kevin would lean in and kiss him. Feel Jeremy’s full lips against his, lose himself in Jeremy’s warmth.

Did Jeremy like to kiss slow and tender, or did he burn hot like he did on an Exy court? Would he cradle Kevin’s face in his hands to keep him close, or would he push him against the wall and slide his hands under his clothes?

[no-longer-tainted]

WIP Week 2019 [Day 2]

Question:  What small fandom/rarepair would you love to see/create more fanworks for?

I would love to write more for 

♥ Atsushi/Kyouka (Bungou Stray Dogs) ♥ Yusuke/Futaba (Persona 5) ♥ Ban/Elaine (Nanatsu no Taizai) ♥ Reinhard/Felt (Re: Zero)

An underrated WIP

Fandom: Bungou Stray Dogs  Shipping: Soukoku [Chuuya Nakahara x Osamu Dazai] Notes: The story is about lifetime single Chuuya getting talked into a seminar about dating led by Dazai. [WIP: 10th Sep. 2018]

"You're playing the role of the beautiful lady we all want to have has a girlfriend and are too shy to speak to." Dazai explained and earned raised eyebrows as an answer from Chuuya. This guy definitely had a screw loose. 

"I'll give you beautiful lady, you-!" 

"No, that's not how it works!", Dazai interrupted him and stepped a few steps away from Chuuya. Dazai started to look around nervously and brushing his finger through his hair. "Oh- a beautiful lady- I- I want to speak to her!", he said, falling over his own words again and again. Then he walked towards towards, hold his hand shakily in front of Chuuya and murmured a simple "Hi." 

Utterly confused about what is happening, Chuuya answered with an even so simple "Hey," and reached out to grab Dazai's hand. 

Dazai turned around, back to the audience. "See? That's how all of you probably approach speaking up to a girl." He let go of Chuuya's hand to gesture around. "Do you really think someone hot-" He pointed towards Chuuya and he could feel how his cheeks warmed up with this comment even though it was pretty clear only part of the lesson. "would really want to speak with you coward?" 

Walking a few steps away from Chuuya again. "Now look how I do it." Chuuya tried to prepare himself for whatever would come now but Dazai kneeing down in front of him, taking his hand and asking: "You're beautiful, young lady. Do you want to commit a romantic double suicide with me?" wasn't what he had expected in a hundred years. Without giving Dazai an answer, he stared at him. 

Someone from the audience raised his hand and voice: "I don't think this will work out." 

Standing up from his position, Dazai through one of his short hair strands behind his ear but if fell back in its place again. "Of course not," Dazai agreed. "I said, how I do it."

[holymintea]

KM - Sinopsis

Intro Author:

Hi, nice to meet you. I’m a new writblr and have this personal project for only this month, yes, I start late, why? Well, cliché, I got sick, so now I’m 6 chapters late :’)

The story is based on a mix between this amazing list of @hiddendreamer67 and this other lovely kiss list of @blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms

Then I create, a Kiss Monster. (KM) Just a Code name, no final name, don’t be scared.

Warnings:

No English Native speaker. (sorry for the bad grammar, but totally open to critic.)

No previous editing. I know, pretty sad, but i’ts the month of practice.

... I haven’t write that much detail into the story for more warning, but if I see something, I will give a heads up.

Intro Original.

Genre: Fantasy/Suspense/Supernatural/Romance

WordLenght: An estimate of 1,000 per chapter minimum (? sooo 31,000 at the end?

At the beginning of every chapter I will write the words of the list and even bold them for them to be noticeable.

I LOVE FEEDBACK AND HUMAN INTERACTION, just if you were asking.

YES I will read almost any other kind of story someone wants to send me, so if you are in need of another pair of eyes ogling your stories, well I’m yours :)

Sinopsis draft

“Kisses are a weapon.” 

I see the woman that raise me since little, whispering into the ears of countless men, luring them with a kiss, with lies of love and happiness.

“Kisses exist for us to take advantage.”

That’s what my mother repeat again and again, in the hopes I could be like her, and for years I keep my deep thoughts underground. The truth I could not ever lost. Kiss are dangerous.

But sometimes, kisses can save your life, and that is something I could never understand completely. Until what happen that winter.

[vespaer77]

9K words into this chapter and they haven’t even left orbit yet.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.

[wipweek]

WIP WEEK (WORK-IN-PROGRESS WEEK) RETURNS IN 2025!

WIP WEEK is a week dedicated to updating fic or art WIPs.  All fandoms are welcome to participate.  Original works are also accepted.  Please tag your entries with the #wipweek or #wip week tag. Since multiple fandoms and ships are participating, please clearly list the fandoms, ships, and content warnings in the post so that they can be properly tagged for any potential readers.

After an extended, unplanned hiatus, WIP Week will be returning. WIP Week will now be every four months rather than two months. The first WIP Week of 2025 will be held February 23-March 1. 

Each day will have a theme, but you do not have to post every day. You are also not obligated to follow these themes. You can work on one fic or artwork for the entire week if you choose. If you’re not comfortable posting full updates but still want to participate in the week, you can post your daily word count and/or a small snippet from your work.

Here are the prompts for WIP Week:

Day 1: Your Oldest WIP

Day 2: Your Most Popular WIP

Day 3: Your Canonverse WIP or Your AU WIP

Day 4: A WIP Featuring Your OTP

Day 5: Your Favorite WIP

Day 6: Your Previously Unpublished WIP

Day 7: Any WIP

For those who are returning, welcome back and thank you for your patience. For those who are new to WIP Week, welcome and I hope you that find this event helpful.

[ivyastral]

Another late Day 4 for WIP Week, A WIP Featuring Your OTP, this time KunZoi! This is from a Golden Kingdom origin fic. It's my last priority for finishing fics, so it may be awhile before I pick it up again. Zoisite is called Zoi because my head canon is they get their stone names when they become Shitnennou, though I don't know if I'll keep that in my final version.

Kunzite surveyed his room in the barracks for the last time, gathering his few possessions into a small bag, when he heard a knock on his door. He mindlessly opened the door and felt his heart leap when he saw Zoi standing there, and knew he hadn't expected anyone else. Zoi stood there stiffly, with his hands clasped behind his back, looking small and submissive.

"Lord Kunzite," Zoi greeted him meekly, bowing his head.

"Zoi," Kunzite greeted him, trying to keep his voice neutral. Yet Zoi seemed to flinch anyway. Kunzite tried to give him a small smile to put him at ease, but Zoi's eyes were fixed on the floor.

"Lord Kunzite," Zoi repeated. "I'm just curious...what happens now that you're First of the Shitennou? I suppose you won't live here anymore?"

"No," Kunzite replied. "I'm moving to the palace."

"I see," Zoi said wistfully. "And you won't be commander of my platoon anymore?"

"No. I'll be looking after the special forces that guard the Prince."

Zoi looked up at Kunzite to give him a small smile. "Nefer says he's going to be our new commander," he said lightly, sounding more like his old self. "Is that true?"

Kunzite chuckled, "Nefer has some gall sometimes. He's not ready. He was just promoted yesterday, and he can't even hold his liquor."

Zoi giggled for a moment before growing quiet and timid again. "Lord Kunzite," he said stiffly, bowing his head once more. “What about, um, my individual training?” Zoi nibbled on his lip as he struggled to get the next words out, “Are we still allowed to do that?”

Kunzite hesitated. Zoisite looked terribly sad, and Kunzite found these changes made him sad as well, but he wasn't sure what the answer was. He thought back to his briefing earlier in the day, and realized they hadn't given him real rules for his position. All he had been told was that his sworn duty was to guard the Prince.

"I don't see why not," Kunzite replied. "As long as it doesn't interfere with my duties." He noticed Zoi perk up slightly, but he didn't look exactly happy yet. "But your training never interfered with my commander duties," Kunzite added. "I'm sure I can still do it. It will probably be easier after the three other guardians in place."

Zoi nodded but still seemed forlorn. "Zoi," Kunzite continued in a gentler tone. "I myself am going to be trained in some higher level magic and combat, and I can teach you some of it. Some magic you can't access without the stone bond, like teleportation, so I can't teach you everything. But there are some techniques we can both use, and I can help you get to a new level. We can learn together."

Zoi looked up at Kunzite with a tight smile, although Kunzite still detected some anxiety in his eyes. "Thank you, Lord Kunzite," Zoi said with another bow of his head. Kunzite couldn't tell if Zoi was satisfied, but he himself certainly didn't feel satisfied. He was uncomfortable with how Zoi was still behaving so formally, almost like they had never met before.

“Lord Kunzite,” Zoi repeated. “May I hug you in congratulations?”

Kunzite suddenly felt a lonely pang in his chest. Zoi never asked to touch him before. When Kunzite praised him during their sessions Zoi wouldn't hesitate to launch himself at Kunzite and embrace him, or cling to his arm when Zoi wanted Kunzite to listen closely, or even rest his head on Kunzite's shoulder during moments of pause. Kunzite realized Zoi may be seeing him differently in this new role. Zoi may have been his subordinate, but they had a friendly relationship, and he had been training Zoi to help him on the path to get to Kunzite's rank. To become his equal someday. Being equals was not possible anymore, not when Kunzite was now in a divinely appointed role. Kunzite was surprised how sad he felt about that, and could only imagine how disappointed Zoi might feel about having this path cut off.

Kunzite cupped his hand under Zoi’s chin and titled his head up. “Of course you can,” Kunzite said gently.

Zoi’s face lit up with a wide grin as he threw his arms around Kunzite’s shoulders. He raised himself up on his toes to whisper in Kunzite’s ear, “Congratulations, Lord Kunzite.” Kunzite returned the embrace, winding his arms around Zoi and pressing him close. Zoi sighed quietly and nuzzled his head into Kunzite’s shoulder, murmuring shyly, “I always knew you were the greatest.” Grateful that the lonely tightness in his chest had dissolved, Kunzite turned his head toward Zoi’s ear and whispered back, “Thank you, Zoi.” They held their embrace for a long time, much longer than Kunzite could recall any other congratulatory hug, but neither one made a move to be the first to let go.

[mar1066]

Be warned! I am working on MORE Diana/Leona! Here’s a snippet from one of the things I’m workin’ on:

They had traveled far, but the land they had come upon reminded them very much of home - just with more snow. The same rocky, unfriendly earth; the same sharp, rugged hills. The people, too, were familiar in an odd way - neither in appearance or custom did these resemble the tribes that lived on and in the foothills of the Holy Mount. However, they had the same air - of a tough and hardy group, which depended on those qualities to survive in such a harsh environment. 

[alcego-writes]

words written: 6,891

WIPtober progress: 16,576 out of 20,000 words

projects:

The Lion’s Share - finished Valis’s POV this week! (clocked in at around 22k) i’ve fully outlined Emily’s POV and i’ve officially begun drafting her POV! expecting to write roughly 24k for her, although that will likely go up. which!! means that when i do my first Real draft it’ll end up being ~70k!

unnamed fic - finished the draft for this bad boy early this week at around 10k! waiting to break it into chapters and re-draft until my collab partner is ready to start posting

college au fic - still in its conceptual stage, although i’m planning to outline and start writing it next week

notes:

yet another weekend with family in town! it’s honestly been surprising that i’ve gotten this much done LMAO

all three of my 8 week classes start tomorrow. i’ve broken down my rough workload and i’m. unsure that i’m going to get much done writing-wise. school comes first, after all. i will definitely be doing everything in my power to keep my momentum going, but i absolutely have to stay caught up with classes no matter what.

[soba-riri]

Wiptober week 3: A thousand words a week is my life now. I’m close to 19k on PPRH, hit some bumps with dialogue and a character’s personality. Dialogue and humor were never my strongest skills.

Excerpt:

“Are you really going to let some silly marks tell you who loves who?” Despite knowing what his lover meant, Billy still raised an eyebrow and frowned down at his hand. Goody tsked and waved his flask at him, “Oh posh! You know what I meant!” Billy only cracked a small grin.

Vasquez frowned as his eyes flickered between the two, “But you and Billy…”

Goody snorted, “It took us a long time to get where we were.”

“That’s because you kept running away.” Billy interjected, causing Goody to squawk in shame.

“Shush, Billy, I’m trying to be serious here!”

[alpha-hydra]

WIPtober plans

@wipweek is hosting WIPtober this year, and i thought it would be a great excuse to finish some stuff out before Nanowrimo. So for whoever is interested, I'll be posting updates and/or excerpts from my wips this month as i finish them!

My WIPtober checklist:

next Chapter of Tomorrow Will Be Better, Maybe

Finish the ShinKami thing i posted on a whim a few months back

Brainstorm/plot my fic for @krbkbigbang

(bonus: finish my submission for @bnhafantasybigbang which is due next week 👀 )

Updates to come!

PS if you have any except requests DM me and let me know! xoxo