#WIP wednesday game

[kedreeva]

WIP Wednesday Game

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog of this post (so people can find you in the notes) or new thread (w/ rules attached) if you want to play on your own, post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. I’ll be searching the reblogs to find people to send asks to!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

Requested/Friend event mentions under the cut! If you'd like to be pinged next week, let me know!

@fiore-della-valle @redbirdblogs @greenbergsays @idkfandomwhatever @luckyspike

@obaewankenope @mad-madam-m @anonymousdandelion @geometricfractal @prettybirdy979

@eriquin @aparticularbandit @madnessfromthemountains @makeroftherunes @1attheedge

@whimsicalmeerkat @kidsomeday @lizhly-writes @skyderman @adhdavinci

@owlbearwrites @anachronismstellar @anyctibius @rilannon @lazinesswrites

@zyrafowe-sny @dreaminghour @blue-eyedbeta @candyskiez @dreamerking27

@kalira @virgulesmith @i-want-delfeur @selkies-world @exceedinglygayotter

@oitreewrites @post-and-out @writingattheedge @qqaba @ykthefancyclamwiththepearlinside

@princescar @tigerdragon1001 @@agent-p-writes

[roguishcat]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you so much for tagging me @larvasmoon and @fangbangerghoul! 💕 Your WIPs are lovely! 💖

I've started working on Part 2 of 'Part of his plan' (Astarion x female Tav, Act II), and it's currently just 1k of dialogue and random feels. But it is something and I've got faith in it! ☺️ So here is a snippet which is just dialogue.

"If you do not wish for my company, you can just come out and say so. Send me back to camp to wallow in misery as Gale attempts to engage me in decidedly unengaging conversation," Astarion all but hissed at her.

He knew that it was uncalled for. Tav was nothing but kind and accommodating. But Astarion couldn’t help the bitterness he felt when seeing her treat everyone else with the same thoughtfulness, the same caring.

"I didn't say that I don't want you around," she frowned and took a careful step towards him. "I just want to make sure that everything is alright."

"As is your duty, my fair leader. To check up on any and all lost causes that seek your company, hm?"

She wasn’t sure exactly what he meant by that, but his words felt cruel, making Tav flush and turn away.

"Sometimes I don't understand what you want from me, Astarion."

He winced at how hurt she sounded. Another, better adjusted person, would be quick to apologise. Yet Astarion did nothing but watch Tav walk past the rest of the party, Shadowheart and Karlach choosing not to comment on what has just transpired between the two.

He'd rather have one of them punch him than have them silently disapprove. At least then he could pretend he was angry at his companions rather than himself.

No pressure tags: @dez78, @anacdoce,

@khywren, @kalmiaphlox, @clazberryk,

@preciouslittlebhaalbae, @pinkberrytea,

@funniestbitchinfaerun, @verbenaa,

@obsessedwhyyes, @xxnashiraxx,

@arzen9, @hellethil, @ladyduellist

[aparticularbandit]

for 11/13/24

@twyrewolf - your words from junko in ddlc!

Junko barely wakes up in the morning, rubbing her hands with a clenched fist, before Sayori bursts in her front door.  She doesn’t have time to question whether she slept at all or if the game just jumped from one scene directly into the next; she yawns and steps from the bed where Yuri left her – fortunate of the game to not wake her in the bed that she wasn’t in – and waits.  Sayori won’t know she’s in here.  She’ll think she’s in the other bedroom, the one that’s meant to be hers.  Then again, so are her clothes, and if the game is going to force her to play it no matter whether she wants that or not, she’d like to be doing it in….

Well, they aren’t her own clothes because she didn’t really choose them, but given that none of the clothes in the game are, she might as well call them that.

Unless she wants to be petty.

(Junko often wants to be petty.)

[whimsicalmeerkat]

WIP Wednesday Game Fills

It’s time for a new WIP Wednesday Game post. All sentences are to fill requests in the WIP Wednesday Game Community. Come join us!

This first set of sentences are from ‘time fuckery’ which I’m determined to not post until it’s finished. New year, new habits or some shit. These fill requests from: @somefishycat @laneboyheathens @stonemaskedtaliesin and @zyrafowe-sny. Thanks for making me write!

~

"Believe me, you've considered dealing with me a hardship many times before," Stiles answers, deliberately misunderstanding.

“That isn't all I thought of you, though," Peter says, completely certain.

Damn his perceptive nature.

“That," Stiles says, "is an even longer story than the one I just told you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get going."

“Where do you plan to go?" Peter asks him.

“The nemeton, where else?" Stiles answers.

That seemed obvious to Stiles. Maybe Peter before the fire wasn't as aware of the way that goddamn stump always seemed to be at the center of everything. Or maybe he's just ignoring it for some reason.

Stiles stands, walking past Peter. Well, he tries to, anyway. Peter reaches out and grabs his wrist. 

[slowandsteddie]

WIP Wednesday

Life has been pretty mean to me lately and I want to write, but I don’t want to put too much more pressure on myself, so I’m doing this WIP Wednesday differently. Whichever gets the most votes is the one I’ll work on and post something about…Next Wednesday.

Brief summaries of the WIP’s are below the cut.

you mean it isn’t normal to cuddle your drug dealer? - the one where Steve needs help and Eddie has a better idea than just weed.

Cleaning Headstones - Steve likes to go to the cemetery and give people their names back.

Lazy Petals - taking my grandparents love story and making it Steddie.

Secret Elven Prince - Steve escaped from the Fae Realm and finds himself relying on a human from a trailer park to stay safe. Dungeons and Dragons becomes a guilty pleasure.

Claudia Henderson POV - this part focuses more on Claudia’s relationship with Wayne rather than her adopting Steve and helping him realize he has a family who loves him.

Oral Fixation - Steve constantly has something in his mouth, most of the time it’s candy. Sometimes, it’s one of Eddie’s rings.

Code Red at Harrington’s - Eddie comes back wrong, but that doesn’t stop Steve from taking him in and trying to help him rediscover his humanity.

Vampires and Shifters and… Dragons? - Eddie comes back wrong, Steve has always been a shapeshifter, and not all dragons are as bad as they could be.

Trans!Steddie - Steve is mtf and Eddie is ftm and they are both so incredibly in love with each other that it’s kind of sickening to those around them.

*Currently Untitled* - it’s also currently more of a brainstorm. Meant to be a surprise, but I’ll still work on it if it wins.

Inbox - I have a decent amount of prompts in the ol’ inbox. If this one wins, I’ll work on the one that I think will be the easiest for me to get the furthest on.

[rekikiri]

WIP Wednesday 6/12

hi! I decided I’m going to do this again:))

here are my choices. send me an ask with which you’d like to see a bit from this week <3

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1. Raven Cycle x All for the Game crossover

2. Andreil Different First Meeting

3. Raven!Neil

4. Renee as a Wesninski

5. Ace Aaron

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Excerpt from Renee as a Wesninski

The woman to Dan’s left stood out to Neil immediately. Her white hair was dyed with pastel rainbows at the tips, but that wasn’t what drew him up short. The face staring back at him was one he would always recognize. Even with different hair and nearly six years since he had seen her, nearly six years since his mother said she was dead, he was now face to face with his sister.

Natalie Renee Wesninski was a spitting image of their mother. They had the same gray eyes, softly rounded nose, the same smile, though he had rarely seen his mother smile. Her dyed hair, no longer the deep brown of her natural shade, was the only thing that stood her apart from the mother he lost a year earlier. Grief quickly overtook the anger at Andrew and Kevin, overtook the shock of seeing his sister again for the first time in years, replaced with a bone deep ache for the mother he had lost and the sister he had thought he lost too.

[sabbathbloodysabbeth]

WIP Wednesday

I’m so god awful at committing but I swear to god imma do it today. Whether my ADHD likes it or not imma do it.

Here’s some file names that I’ve been working on

Under the Graveyard (third draft)🪦

Bark at the Moon (second draft)🌕

Masochist Steve 😩

Omegaverse 😶

Snippet from Under the Graveyard

“That’s what you took from all of that!” Robin shrieks a little.

“You just openly admitted you had a thing for a Muppet, that’s crazier then liking boobies Buckley,” Steve points out as he tries not to break out into a fit of laughter.

“I do not have a thing for any Muppet, Mr. ‘Ahoy, would you like to set sail on an ocean of flavors with me’,”

“Hey! That totally worked with the babes!”

“Sure it did, Steven, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night,” Robin rolls her eyes with a loud snort.

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(Under the graveyard has stolen my attention and is currently at 4k words so like I should probably work on other things but you can't make me)

(((I realize you kind of can force me to but thats besides the point)))

[zyrafowe-sny]

August 28th WIP Wednesday Game Answered Asks: Whumptober

Failed at actually sharing lines for far too long despite making progress. Oops.

@post-and-out

He saw the laser.

His sword answered.

It wasn't a conscious decision.

Threat identified -> corrective measure.

It was automatic, drilled into him for as long as he could remember.

@kalira I was barely a participant this year — only finished one fic — but oh well!

That's what was supposed to happen.

Except, what *had* happened was identifying *Ballister* as a threat. And there was no universe where Ballister of all people could be a threat. Mr. More-Noble-Than-Actual-Nobility.

@sourb0i

No universe in which Ballister would have attacked the queen. Except, he did. When the whole Kingdom was watching, either from coveted seats inside the Glorodome or on millions of screens at home and at watch parties.

@wizisbored

He gaped in horror at Ballister's arm falling, at his own arm that did it, at the crown, still rattling after the queen fell. After the *queen* fell.

And then the monitors above them fell as the laser in Ballister's arm shot up, and then Ballister was below.

Gone.

@aparticularbandit Absolutely failed at getting ahead, but oh well!

Ambrosius stared at the jagged hole, unsure if he should pursue and lead a search party or if he should stay around for debriefing. He should probably wait until a superior commander arrived, right? Or would that simply be the Director. She was right there.

[anachronismstellar]

All done for this week Wip Wednesday asks! :D

But as always I accept asks during all week, so if you want to make me write, you can always drop an ask and I'll give you some sentences from It's All About Perspective!

See you next Wednesday!

[eusuntgratie]

🎶GIMME GIMME GIMME SOME SEX CLUB MALEXA🎶

(á la abba)

i heard this a la abba before i could get to the last line of your ask <3

“This is Michael,” she says, voice full of pride, and runs her fingers through his hair before sliding a bright red nail down his cheek. His eyes slip closed and Alex gets a little lost watching her push her fingers into his curls so she can scratch at his scalp. “He likes that,” Alex murmurs, voice quieter than he expects. She smiles. “He does. He needs touch. He needs to feel connected. I guess you saw what happens when he doesn’t feel like he gets enough.” “So you’re a brat tamer now?” Alex asks, laughing lightly, but something in Maria’s face goes a little severe. “He’s not a brat,” she says, almost defensive. Before Alex can course correct, she tugs on Michael’s hair softly. “Just needy. But he’s more than worth it.” He nuzzles into her side at that, eyes barely open and mouth slack. He’s hard and he’s clearly floating and fuck if he isn’t the most beautiful thing Alex has ever seen.

[creative-girl]

WIP Wednesday 04/09

Thank you @aparticularbandit @kalira and @post-and-out for the comment! Here is a snippet from Something Wild (Calls You Home).

There were thirteen Cursed Families in Britain. A long time ago there was a group of people who had offended a great wizard by trying to steal his magic for their own good, to punish them the wizard had placed a curse on them and that had shunned them, to put it simply.  For centuries the cursed families have been living as outcasts, only in the past century have they risen in ranks. Starting with Nigel Scamander who became a member of the Wizengamot, followed by Lewis Scamander. Theseus was supposed to do the same but he rebelled for the first and only time and became an auror.  That’s how John knows of Newt and vice versa. The Cursed Families were close and sometimes they even married into one another because of that familiarity. If he remembers correctly then John and his brother are third cousins to him and Theseus. In reality the curse was not in the blood but in the name, because women who forsook their names after marriage were supposedly not affected by the curse, which is to say the curse is total nonsense but people still believe it. 

[kedreeva]

My apologies about WIP Wednesday, this week has been ridiculous with vet visits and dealing with animals and even though I am sitting finally today, I currently don't have access to my computer because someone is mad I haven't been around to cuddle

But y'all should catch up on your asks from last week, and I will queue next week as soon as I'm free

[equallyloyalandlethal]

WIP Wednesday Game (by @kedreeva)

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog of this post (so people can find you in the notes) or new thread (w/ rules attached) if you want to play on your own, post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. I’ll be searching the reblogs to find people to send asks to!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

Requested/Friend event mentions under the cut! If you'd like to be pinged next week, send me a message to ask!

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It's that time of the week folks! I'm dedicated to making this a regular thing because this game HELPS so much. Thank you to anyone that participates!

This weeks titles:

Love Like Hellebores

Let Them Fight/Fool Me Once, Shame on Yew

Atlantix AU (co)

Blind Theo + Chi + Liam's Anxiety

El Dorado - THIAM

Snippet of the Week: Let Them Fight/Fool Me Once, Shame on Yew

“Okay, actually, pay attention this time,” Theo huffed, turning back to Isaac, purposefully ignoring the two different growls. 

One made him smile while the other had him wincing. Whoever had decided to put both Liam and Malia in this week’s group was insane. Each of them alone was distracting enough, for wholly opposite reasons. He rolled his shoulders, trying to shake off the lingering, whatever that clung onto him whenever the werecoyote was around. Three months was plenty of time to work out her fucking issues, or it should have been, so he thought. But no. A quarter of a year later, and here he was still dealing with the threats of snapped necks, bullets to the gut, or claws in his throat on a near daily basis. To top it all off, every time Malia so much as looked in his direction, Liam was growling on posturing, regardless of how many times he had been told it wasn’t his fight. The whole situation was so utterly fucked, all three of them near constantly on edge and the rest of the pack slowly getting thoroughly embroiled in it. 

A sharp blow to his sternum knocked him back and the air from his chest. Theo’s eyes snapped back into focus, gold flaring in them as he snarled for a split second. Staring back at him, an eyebrow cocked halfway up to his stupid blind curls and mouth opening like he was about to say something that was going to just make the whole thing worse, was Isaac. The dull ache from the blow faded to the background, his focus sliding into place, narrowing to the “enemy” in front of him. 

Tagging: (no pressure tags, is partly so that people ask me things and make me work on my shit)

@transdunbar @renmackree @dangerouscoffeetheorist @vantaesen @outcastpack @rd-eternity @chasing-chimeras @ksbbb @theoceanismyinkwell @disasterpenguin @singitoutgirl26 @raekensarcher @hemlocksandfoxgloves

[aparticularbandit]

for 11/6/24

@zyrafowe-sny - made progress on the oafc second write, and here are the new words!

MEMORY UNLOCKED.

CONTINUE?

….

What is this?

Is this…you mean, like, my memories?

I mean, sure, who else’s would they be?

Oh, I might remember Yasuke!

YES | NO

[whimsicalmeerkat]

WIP Wednesday Game Fills

These are sentences to fill asks made in the WIP Wednesday Game Community. Come join us on Wednesdays! Sentences are from devil don't take a break. The chapter's already posted, so if you're intrigued you can check it out now. Requesters listed below. Thanks for making me write!

Requesters: @shelfthe-reader @tamsinswriting @kalira @sourb0i @auburnlaughter

@kallisto-k

Sentences:

"Grandma?" Stiles says without thinking.

"The Gajos matri—Grandma?!" is what Derek says in response to the sheriff and Stiles' words.

"You've heard of them, then," Stiles says, suddenly nervous.

Derek nods. "Grandma," he repeats, ruling out any sort of lucky very specific amnesia events.

Stiles looks at his dad, but he clearly isn't going to be any sort of help, even though he was the one to bring them up in the first place.

"Um, yeah," Stiles says. "My mom's maiden name was Gajos. Her mom became the matriarch a few years ago. So, yeah, Grandma."

Derek looks stunned, but he also looks wary in a way he's never looked around Stiles. At least, not since Stiles convinced him he wasn't going to sell him out. Stiles hates it.

"The Gajos' have never gone after werewolves who weren't actively harming humans," the sheriff says, "but they stayed out of a lot of the politics of the supernatural world. Since Aleksandra came to power, that's changed. I don't know if it's because she had a soul-eater daughter and grandson or if there is something else at work, but she gave me a heads up last year that we might get some negative attention as a result. Somehow, I don't think this is what she had in mind."

Stiles winces, although he's not entirely sure why. He hasn't done anything wrong. At least, he doesn't think he has. Usually he knows exactly what he's done and has his defense planned out well in advance.

[slowandsteddie]

Little late, but snippet of cuddle your dealer?

Food and eating habit mentions

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“Eddie, I need you to understand just how upset I am that you chose now to be responsible.” Steve admitted with a sigh.

“You haven’t been eating right and I found food that you are excited about. You are stuffing your face before trying to eat mine, okay?”

Steve sighed again, as dramatically as he could muster. “Fine. But I want extra syrup.”

“Okay, sticky lips.” Eddie winked before turning his attention back to the food in the pan.