#Sneak peaks

[therealslimshakespeare]

I also think Lu turns into such a yapper around Benny which is so cute cause she’s shy

You’re really gonna make me show you the shitty thing I wrote today aren’t you? Because yapper Lu is real. And there’s so much more before this and they’re so dumb and it’s probs not even canon but I wanted to write them and this is before they’ve “caught feelings.” Yeah right

TWC sneak peak: Benny x Lu

When Benny turns his face to her she blushes hot even in the freshwater lake, he looks like he’s caught her at something she shouldn’t be doing, a chiding look of kindness but it reminds her she shouldn’t be treading water and staring at his face like she loves him. If only he could see himself. He’d understand it then. Anyone would.

It’s Benny. And it’s perfect and before he pulls his head up fully he lets himself sink a little and does a slow lazy flip in the water and she feels him tickle her foot on the way back up.

It’s much the same laying on the toasty flat limestone rocks on the lakeshore. Benny and her, burning their backs on the rock, tender bellies getting scorched by late afternoon sun, underwear drying out as crispy as the grass. He’s got his eyes closed again, lashes fanned out on freckling cheeks. And Lu is watching him once more and thinking how much she’d like to be a couple of lazy lizards with Benny.

She snickers at the thought.

“What’s that?” he hums.

Lu shakes her head, disbelieving that she’s about to embarrass herself like this but at least he still has his eyes closed, “I was thinking that we’re a pair of lizards.” And that she’d like to keep being a lizard with him and have a lizard family.

Benny doesn’t laugh at her, his nose crinkles in a mildly disgusted way but he looks like he’s gotta agree despite it all, she feels so fuzzy by that. “I think my back is gonna stay on the rock when I sit up.”

The clasps of her bra are digging into her spine but, otherwise it’s burning and fabulous and she wants to stay forever. The look on his face, lazily tilted towards hers on the rock with his eyes half masted and open, agrees so eloquently Lu wants to— she doesn’t know. So she settles with reaching out and resting her hand on the browned meat of his pretty shoulder. Benny’s eyes droop further and they chide her ever so gently for the fire it ignites in them both all at once, and Lu would love to be two lizards and stay here forever.

[gomzdrawfr]

Tumblr folks get to see this first...a project of mine which I may, or may not finish it :]

It's gonna be based on a lil thread I did and im still wondering if I should do a full comic or mix it up with writings

(or if you dont feel like checking out twt, here's more ramblings [warning: angst and spiraling] below the cut)

the idea is that Soap gets injured and bed rest, to the point where weight loss and muscle loss is apparent

at one point his fingers got thinner too and when he wore the ring---

the rings that Johnny and Simon had a long long time ago, whispers and hushed tone exchanged during that moment the rings that are not just metal...the rings that signify them

it got loose on his ring finger

and it makes Soap spiral

Soap know that Ghost is still with him, sticking with him despite his circumstances But Soap knows that part of him is not the same man he was before

The injury did a number to him, having resort to bed rest most of the time and not being able to carry out things he used to do, which make him feel much less of himself

and those lines of thoughts can brew internally, diminished his self-esteem and whatnot, it builds up slowly

and it tips over when---

'thud'

the ring slipped off his finger one day

and all Johnny can hear or think is

im so weak that I can't even carry the weight of our promises...weakweakweakweak-

repeated over and over again

In short, Soap thinking he's not enough for Ghost because of his injury and current state :]

[dawnchorus-if]

had to share a little snippet of the prologue to keep myself sane, i’m buzzing with excitement lol.

[webslingingslasher]

AMNESIA???? SUMMER CAMP?? TUTOR??????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

YES!!!!

AMNESIA: READER HATES PETER, SHE BONKS HER HEAD AND THAT HATE TURNS TO LOVE. SHE'S CONVINCED HER AND PETER ARE DATING. HERE'S A BLURB:

“Peter, stop it.” You frown heavily, your chest feels tight. “I’m not trying to hurt your feelings, I just think you’re confused-” It’s panic, you don’t know why you’re here, you don’t know why you’re hurt and you don’t know why Peter’s lying. 

“I’m not confused! You’re my boyfriend!” You suck in air as your lower lip trembles, there’s an impending tantrum and you can’t stop it. “You’re my boyfriend and you’re being really mean!” A rush of tears, your face feels hot. Peter tries to calm you down, he’s using a gentle voice while delivering the same line. “I’m not, I promise I’m not.”

You’re disoriented, sore and scared. You need the comfort of your boyfriend but he’s playing keepaway. Peter says it one more time, you go ballistic. “You’re lying, you’re lying, you’re lying!”

--

SUMMER CAMP: FEATURING AN AU OF FRAT!PETER AND TROUBLE. THEY HOOKED UP AT SCHOOL, PETER WAS A JERK AND TROUBLE DISTANCED HERSELF. TURNS OUT THEY VOLUNTEERED AT THE SAME CAMP FOR THE SUMMER. HERE'S A BLURB:

“I’m surprised we didn’t get eaten by an alligator.” 

Peter snorts but you didn’t join in, he gives you a side eye and smirks. “Are you being serious?” You nod, alligators are no joke. “Trouble, there aren’t any alligators in this lake.” You don’t look appeased, “how do you know?” 

“Because we’re in New York.” 

“And? What about the singing alligator?” 

“You mean the crocodile?” 

“Even worse!” 

“You’re in luck. We’re not in Africa or Florida, you’re safe.” 

You circle back to Peter patching your leg up and bounce your shoulder off his. “I’m only safe when I’m with you.” You meant it as a joke but part of you thinks you might be serious, the look Peter gives you tells you that he picked up on that too. “Do you mean that?” 

“Maybe.” 

--

TUTOR: PETER PARKER IS ON THE VERGE OF GETTING KICKED OUT OF SCHOOL DUE TO HIS ABSENCES. TURNS OUT HE CAN SECURE A SPOT AT GRADUATION AS LONG AS HE HELPS A SECOND CHANCE STUDENT PASS THEIR STATE EXAM. EXCEPT THIS STUDENT HATES HIM AND LEARNING. HERE'S A BLURB:

Peter squished in an uncomfortable office chair that’s stiffer than a two by four to be lectured on how school isn’t an option and if he wanted to graduate he either never miss a day or class again or take up a part time tutor gig for the school. 

Talk about backed into a corner. 

“Who do I have to tutor?” It’s funny he’s asking like it actually matters, he has no other choice. He can’t promise to never miss school again but he can keep skating on the edge as long as he agrees to a few lessons. 

“Just a couple kids from the secondary program. It’ll be their second time taking the history CST and we want some good numbers, there’s a few other tutors with you so you’d most likely be working one on one with a student.” 

“Who’s the student?” There’s a reason the principal bypasses his question and Peter has a feeling it’s on purpose. He thinks they’re more difficult than any others, especially if he’s being tasked with a one on one. This isn’t a coincidence. “It doesn’t matter, does it, Mr. Parker?” 

“What if we don’t get along?” 

“You’re our best student. I think if you can get our worst to pass, we can revisit the number of absences you’re allowed in the quarter.” There isn’t a choice. He has to get along with them. 

All Peter has to do is get someone to pass a test and he’s smooth sailing for the rest of the year.

--

[the-amazing-digital-time-capsule]

Time Capsule Comic Sneak Peaks!

Sorry I have not been super active, I've been working on this comic plus I've been doing a couple smaller drawings for some friends as refreshers. However, starting tonight I'm going all in on this, so part one should be coming out soon! (Also part two is already in the works, so the time in between the two shouldn't be too long!)

[morningstargirl666]

WIP WEDNESDAY THURSDAY

I swear, I intended to get something done for wednesday but it never really works that way (don't come at me y'all). Also, since I'm rewriting tbbw at the mo, it's kinda the only wip I'm working on so most of the edits are focused around the siblings - not the klaroline.

However! Made some changes to one of the scenes where Klaus broods over Caroline and here we are, on this rare occasion, to see some of the changes I've made. Spoilers under the cut:

“You are in such a foul mood today.”

Klaus made a noise that might have been a growl. “If you hadn’t noticed, Esther is still out there no doubt plotting another way to kill me and my family. Not to mention my siblings are still bound together making us more vulnerable than ever. And now-” he ground out, hissing the words through his teeth, “I find out that a white oak of the same line as the tree that made us vampires might be out there somewhere in the world, waiting to be used to kill us.” Klaus glared dangerously at Sam, lip curled as he turned around to stare instead at the fire. “My mood is perfectly appropriate.”

“So…” Sam took another bite of his apple, slowly raising it to his mouth, eyes on Klaus, who was watching the sketches become devoured by flames, a brooding hand resting under his chin. As Sam chewed, he gestured to the fireplace with the apple core. “It has nothing to do with why you’re burning sketches of one Caroline Forbes?” he asked, perfectly innocent.

“I’m burning them because she means nothing to me,” he ground out through gritted teeth, refusing to turn and deign Sam with a glance. “She was a passing fancy, nothing more.”

Sam titled his head, squinting. “The wolf didn’t seem to think that.”

“My wolf is clearly defective,” Klaus spat, throwing a hand out, abandoning his attempt at a calm, contemplative stance.

“If you say so,” Sam muttered with raised brows, deliberately not looking at Klaus and instead focusing on his phone as he munched on his apple.

Klaus shook his head, glaring into the flames as he watched the sketches burn. Sam’s silence gnawed at him, making him twitch with the urge to explain himself.

It wasn’t long before he did. 

“I knew Esther was planning something, I knew she would betray us and I did nothing because I was distracted by a girl that leapt at the chance to attack my family the second opportunity arose,” he burst out, whirling on Sam. Mouth halfway to his apple, Sam froze, rather wide-eyed. Klaus continued on regardless, his words growing more vicious, poisoned with such vitriol, his lips curled into a snarl. “Kol got daggered because of her! The Salvatores nearly killed you - because of her,” he spat, emphasised with a pointed jab to the floor. Sam lowered his apple, cowered by the wild look in Klaus’ eye. The man in question laughed, a short huff of bitterness, gesturing to Sam angrily, inviting him to prove him wrong. “So please, tell me why I should entertain this infatuation any longer? When it has proved to be dangerous not only to my own sanity but also to the safety of this family.”

Sam didn’t say anything for a long moment, his appetite completely forgotten. Then, slowly, he looked up at Klaus, a certain defiance in his eye.

“She knew about the champagne, Nik,” he said softly. Immediately, the anger, the readiness for a fight - it all drained away, leaving Klaus feeling wrong-footed in the face of Sam’s pointed truths. “Granted, she didn’t know what spell was in the champagne; didn’t know you weren’t linked to your siblings… but she knew you hadn’t drunk it. And she didn’t tell her friends.” Sam smiled sadly, shrugging helplessly. “Maybe it is stupid. Maybe it is a mistake. But if it was me? Personally, I’d want to know why she didn’t betray you as much as you’d like to believe.”

Klaus forced himself to swallow. He quickly looked away, unable to keep looking at the expression on Sam’s face that seemed to see through him entirely, his words resonating loudly inside his mind. Heaving a sigh, Sam stood, throwing the apple core into the nearest wastebasket. He hesitated before leaving the room, gaze softening on Klaus, sympathy in his eyes. 

“Just because your parents didn’t love you, doesn’t mean no one else will,” he said. 

Then Sam left, not allowing him time to respond. Klaus glared at his back, hands clenched so hard his knuckles turned white. 

“Love is a vampire’s greatest weakness,” he ground out, calling after him.

Sam stopped in his tracks, slightly turning his head back towards Klaus. Then he smiled, and with one sentence, shattered a belief Klaus had closely courted for centuries. 

“Good thing you’re not a vampire then, isn’t it?”

And with that parting remark, Sam turned with a smirk and left the room, leaving Klaus wide-eyed, forced to contemplate over what he had said. In the dancing flames of the hearth, the sketches Klaus had thrown into the fire continued to burn, flames licking at their edges and crawling across the lines of charcoal and pencil, leaving nothing but ash behind. He looked down at the last sketch of Caroline he’d drawn: the first moment she stepped into his studio, eyes wide with awe as she craned her head to look up at the paintings hung around on the walls. Fingers reverently skimming over her face, he gently tugged the paper from the pad but didn’t throw it into the flames like the others, placing his sketchbook aside on the mantel almost with half a mind. Then, careful not to damage the soft lines of Caroline’s features, he folded the sketch tentatively in two and slipped it into his back pocket.

He told himself he would burn it later. He didn’t.

[onas-batlle]

sneak peak of the ona x lucy version! it’s friends to lovers rom com vibes 😘

[velvette3]

Sneak peaksssssss…

And honestly @lu-lus-duckies , the face is pretty much how I reacted to you ‘draw them pregnant’ comment.

Don’t worry

You shall see eventually…

[clonefandomevents]

Haunted Clone Week Sneak Peaks!

We have decided to do, completely optional, sneak peaks for Haunted Clone Week! Starting October 1st and until October 16th, give us a bit of look into what we will see during the week. Short blurbs, a bit of an image, anything to drum up some excitement!

[savage-rhi]

Yo. Death Stranding fandom, have you seen this shit 👀🔥

[orchidyoonkook]

[ TDWV ]: Secret Halloween project.

I wanted to share a snippet of this halloween oneshot I'm trying my best to get done before the 31st. Mostly to pressure myself into doing it but I'm also really excited as I've never done a spooky special before.

SO, without further adieu:

*** wording is subject to change. This is a first draft***

[therealslimshakespeare]

I am in LOVE with your Austin/ Callum threesome and mota stuff (actually everything if I think about it)

Can't wait to read more of your future writings ✨️

Thank you, my lovey! Oh what a sweet note! I think this is the first ask I’ve ever gotten in my own inbox to mention The Three of Us -sorry it took me a couple days to dig down in the inbox- and let me just tell you it sent me into a gleeful little tizzy because!!!!aaaah, I am just so glad you liked it and I enjoyed helping write it immensely.

By way of a little thank you in return, here’s a tiny snippet of Part 2, in the works as @ab4eva and I tandem knit it 🥰

“How does that correlate to being dommed, Aus? Huh? How?” there’s an outraged disbelief in Cal’s tone that almost outweighs the high pitched -although mild -panic seeping through. Never unsure ever, at least that you’ve seen him, until Austin Butler interprets him some such way and then this big tough man is a flailing and defensive windmill of arms and definitions.

“You’re literally so happy to see me, everyone here can see your tail wagging, that’s how,” Austin says smoothly out of the side of his mouth, an almost bored tone permeating his inflammatory words.

“Ah see, now, I’m offended mate, here I am missing my friend, showing it -and I get called a furry. You into that now?” Callum ribs goodnaturedly.

“Wouldn’t say no to you on Halloween just ‘cause you were wearing a pair of ears,” Austin admits with a suppressed grin, and already in full contestant mode, it takes Callum a brief minute to close his mouth and realize he just won a victory himself here.

“Now that’s the kinda way to make a fella feel special, Austin. That and loaning me your cable to watch the game later. That would do it.”

“Oh I’ll make you feel special, Cal, just not in front of Steven Spielberg,” Austin murmurs as the man himself approaches to shake their hands.

[i-am-a-silly-goober]

HAPPY VALENTINES!!!💌❤️🌺🌸

so uh I’ve been working on drawing all of Wally’s lovely neighbors! Including him! (Mostly Eddie-)

While I’m working on them, For the mean time enjoy Crazy land Frank’s and Crazy land Eddie’s, “wonderful” Valentine’s!

(These were quick doodles- 💀)

[lavendertwilight89]

24 Poll Hour Challenge Results!

You came, you voted, and now, the sentences for each fic! The results definitely surprised me, but hopefully this lives up to the hype! (I def just started writing and didn't count sooooo your votes counted!)

Here we go, in order from lowest to highest vote count!

Spoilers beneath the cut

Bad Blood

“Ah fuck, you two are banging again, aren’t you?”

Inuyasha was about to kill his only other friend in the world. He needed to remind himself how stupid his friend was–and–

“Oof,” Miroku groaned, as he smacked himself into Kagome’s barrier. Ha. Inuyasha almost hoped Miroku broke his nose. “Whyyyyy—”

“Because you annoy me,” Kagome said, sipping her tea as she read the paper on Inuyasha’s bed in his long tee-shirt.

Devil Devil

(Disclaimer: This is like 3 chapters ahead from my last post--sorry--I'll try to beta and read this week)

Brushing my teeth with the extra toiletries the hotel provided helped with the lingering headache and stomachache. We had gotten at least twelve hours of sleep from when we checked into the hotel room and laid down, minus the quick spat from my friend who was still convinced I had a death wish. The sleep had definitely helped my body and hopefully some food would be the final nail in the chiffon to whatever else seemed to be aching. 

"You sure about this?" Inuyasha asked from the door as I spit the toothpaste into the sink and rinsed my mouth out with water.

"What do you mean?" I asked as I turned towards him, wiping my mouth off the bubbly white lining.

"You goin' with. I can handle the two that are after your other friends."

"While I'm sure you can, I want to be there and while I know you're nervous since I'm kinda beat up, we both know you're better with me nearer than away." Inuyasha didn’t deny nor confirm my haughty statement, which meant I was right. 

“I don’t like it.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I hate all of this if anyone is asking for my opinion,” Shippo added.

“No one did,” Inuyasha growled.

I sighed. My head hurt. They were riding my last nerve. And I really just wanted a nap.

Head Above Water

The wedding went off without a hitch. Kikyo almost seemed happy to marry the stoic bastard, and Sesshomaru almost seemed relieved he was taking the figurative arrow in the chest. But ultimately, it didn’t matter; what did matter was how beautiful Kagome looked in his eyes… Sango had really done her job. She was wearing an aquamarine dress, one that made her eyes sparkle, and make-up that didn't hide her natural beauty, nor made her look like she belonged totally.

Kagome was born to stand out– she was a fucking mermaid! 

After the wedding, his father and mother blocked him from making any advances like he wanted to and Kagome was whisked away. While it pissed Inuyasha off to no end, he imagined it was to protect her from Kikyo’s family wrath. 

Kikyo and Sesshomaru immediately went to forge the bond (something the humans were uncomfortable with knowing) but moved the great hall for the food and to await to marking celebration. Inuyasha, however, had other ideas.

Dog Demon War

Kagome found it odd being home. She wanted so badly to try and use the well–try to desperately get back to her Inuyasha–her friends–her family–

But there was a tremendous fear of even trying to time travel after that experience.

Her friends have been killed.

Her friends died before her very eyes.

She had died.

Their child had been killed within her womb.

Her hands trembled as she brought them to cover her face, trying to block out all the memories of the alternate timeline, trying to escape into the peacefulness of the wind blowing gently as she sat on the stone bench beneath the sacred tree. The smell of green tea enter her nose and startled her, making her whip her head up and see the violet eyes of her future daughter.

“Here you go, Mama,” Izayoi said sweetly, handing her the cup before sitting down next to her.

The gentle draping of a blanket over her shoulders made her almost jump until Izayoi rested her hand on her shoulder. Two golden orbs appeared in front of her, blinking, making her giggle from the curiosity. 

“Moroha, hi,” Kagome greeted.

Shelter

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

How was Naraku alive? How was he in their hut? How was that damn puppet surrounding them with his vines?

His evil laugh was menacing and shook him through his human body. Inuyasha had only one thing on his mind, even though his mind screamed to run and get away: protect Kagome.

Love Again

“So aside from animal cruelty, why don’t you eat meat?” Inuyasha asked as he bit into his hamburger.

“Personal choice, I guess. I never loved it–not really. Then I guess when I was out on my own I just made the decision to cut it out. If I was cooking for me or ordering for me, why did I have to have something I didn’t need or really want?”

“So, you can make decisions then.”

“Look here,” Kagome scoffed, narrowing her eyes to see the smirk in Inuyasha’s, glowing and making her heart do backflips and nearly come up her throat.

It sucked that she was…stuck. In her current predicament. Her shoulder hurt. She was constantly on too strong pain-killers. But she was pretty sure one good rub of the fabric between her legs would make her orgasm. Kagome wanted Inuyasha.

It had been a long time. A long time. She hadn’t lied or exaggerated about that. But she was just tired of dating–tired of screwing random people–an itch was better satisfied using a vibrator or her fingers than a stranger who clearly had no idea how to use his fingers. 

But Inuyasha was too–protective. Genuine. Kind. Kagome was still pretty certain he was in denial and wanted to wait for things to evolve more after her shoulder was healed. But that didn’t kill her lady-boner.

Holding out for a Hero

They didn’t emerge from their room for a couple of days. Sango had taken to making sure they were getting meals, knocking the door and calling to them before disappearing. Kagome could only surmise that it was instinct pulling to bond over and over. She blushed, thinking it didn’t help how amazing it felt for him to make her release over and over, as well. She heard a chuckle, the slight exhale causing her ear to flicker (something she was still getting used to day in and day out), and turned her head to see him smiling down at her. He kissed her shoulder and heart fluttered in response.

They were married. 

They were officially bonded. 

“We probably need to show our faces, lord husband,” she purred (literally) and blushed at the sound coming from her chest. Again, she still wasn’t quite used to the changes within and around her body.

Inuyasha chuckled again and nuzzled his face against her back, “They woulda came knockin’ if things were fallin’ apart.”

“Inuyasha—”

“This is our room. This is our space. What if it’s different out there?”

His vulnerability surprised her. Turning in his arms so that she was cradled by him instead of being spooned, she brought her hands to his face and carefully traced his cheekbones in comfort before going straight to his ears. “Nothing is different here than out there. I am wedded to you–body and soul. Let us show them–show everyone how I have dedicated myself to you. Also, I think we need to let others know that we will not be taking over this region, do you not agree?”

willow

(disclaimer--again, like 3 chapters ahead from my last post--another one I'm slowly getting through)

Kagome sighed and pouted a bit and he realized he was being a jackass. “Sorry, ‘Gome. I—I guess I just feel bad that you’re stuck there and you’re stressed out. It wasn’t supposed to be like this when you came. I–I let you down.”

“How did you do that?? You didn’t create the pandemic or this virus. This is just a tough spot,” Kagome tried to soothe. “I’m just being a baby and sensitive.”

“Keh. You have every right to be when you’re there with Emily.”

“Inuyasha, be nice. You know that she isn’t my main stressor. It’s been alright–just you know–a little weird since you’ve been gone for so long.”

“She still being fair?” Inuyasha asked, ears perked up and ready to jump through the screen if he had to in order to protect Kagome. Emily wasn’t mean or ill-spirited but he also wasn’t sure exactly what to expect from her either with him gone.

“Of course. She is still very grateful for the room and board.”

“Any word on her moving out?”

“No. None. But uh–about that–”

“What,” Inuyasha growled in annoyance.

Kagome scoffed and rolled her eyes. “I haven’t really pushed the idea on her just with everything going on.”

“Amazon packages still arriving?” Inuyasha questioned flatly and Kagome pursed her lips and nodded in response along with naming a couple of other different ones that had made their way to their doormat. “Yeah, she does that.”

“I just, uhm–I don’t know if it’s my place to say anything about it?”

“I guess if we want her out–”

“It’s fine for now!” Kagome cut him off, frantically, a forced smile on her face and turned away from the monitor. “Hey Em! Dinner??” 

Kagome, still protecting people who didn’t deserve it. Typical. At least she was acting like her normal self. “Whatever. We don’t gotta talk about that. But go ahead and get food, I need to get myself something too.”

“Oh! By the way, did Miroku text you?” Kagome asked, turning back to him.

Inuyasha raised his eyebrow and looked down at his phone and realied that yes, the idiot had messaged him and he’d just ignored it. Talking to Kagome and playing Candy Crush just happened to be more important. He opened the text and it said ‘Game night?’ “I guess he means a virtual game night?”

“Yeah, Sango got an app for school to help everyone relax a little bit to get up and stretch so she has tons of online games we can play together.”

“Sure, why not. Not like you can throw the coffee-table when you get mad for losing and this time, you can’t accuse no one of cheatin;.”

“Don’t act like you know me,” Kagome said, sticking her tongue out. That’s the Kagome he knew.

~~~~

Day 10

thanks everyone! hope you all know how much i appreciate everyone's support over the past couple of months with everything going on my with mom! i hope this also keeps your hope alive that i have not stopped writing nor do i plan to! just slowly chippin away!

[curiouselleth]

anyone want some upcoming fic/upcoming chapter thoughts and sneak peaks?

I'm approaching the end of the semester so I'll have a lot more time to write soon and sharing snippets and such would probably give my motivation a boost 💖

[adudelolwriting]

really happy with how this bit turned out so far so.... sneak peak into the next fic ill probably be posting