#Wip folder tag game

[corishadowfang]

If I can ask another… The Found Family Stays Together AU SNIPS and/or Union Leader outsider perspective fic? 💖

(For this)

Yeah, of course! (People can ask about as many as they'd like, haha.)

I know I've talked a little bit about it on here before, but The Found Family Stays together AU is basically just...an AU where the Union Leaders all end up staying together after the end of the world, haha. The idea is that they stay in the past and end up building Scala together...eventually. The "SNIPS" document is basically just where I've thrown stuff that I wanted to write, but wasn't necessarily in, like...chronological order. (Ex. there's some stuff from the earlier days, but there's also stuff from when they're adults.) It's mostly just a very self-indulgent thing, haha.

Anyway, excerpt below the cut!

EDIT: I...just realized you also asked about the Union Leader outsider perspective fic. So, uh...that'll also be under the cut, aha.

            “Do you ever feel like night and day are just social constructs?  Like—who decided what was morning and what was night?  It all just bleeds together, anyways.”             Lauriam groaned and rubbed his hands across his face.  “Ephemer, please.  It’s too early for this.”             “See, see, who says it’s early and not just really late?”  He was pretty sure he wasn’t making much sense—his mind felt fuzzy and his eyes heavy.             Lauriam shoved a mug across the table.             Ephemer started away from it, staring at it almost cross-eyed.  “Coffee?”             “Yes.  Please, just—if you’re going to be awake, please drink it.”             Ephemer gave him a tentative smile and sipped it.  His nose wrinkled at the taste.  “I don’t know why Brain likes this stuff,” he murmured, but took another sip.             “I’m guessing I’ll need one for him, too.”  Lauriam turned back to the coffee pot.  “That is what you were doing all night, right?  Trying to figure out how to get the Dandelions back?”

So the Union Leader outsider perspective fic is another one I'd really like to come back to and finish! Basically, it's another "all of the Union Leaders stay together after Daybreak Town falls," but with a slightly different twist to the AU. In this case, it's mostly told from the perspective of the person they come to for help, who has no idea what's going on. It's taken a backseat for a bit, but...hopefully one day.

Anyway, an excerpt:

            “My friends and I need a place to stay.”             The words came through the ringing in Tess’s ears.  She snapped back to the girl’s face.  Her expression was steely and resolute; it didn’t look quite right on a kid her age.  Then again, the bloodstains and magic didn’t seem right, either.             “It doesn’t have to be here,” the girl said quickly, as if that was the most concerning thing here.  “Just somewhere in town.  Somewhere that isn’t too expensive.”             “You don’t look like you have much on you,” Tess said, mouth running on autopilot, and she immediately wanted to kick herself for it.             The girl’s expression crumpled, then steeled again.  “No, but we can work if we need to.”             “With whatever magic did that, I’m guessing.”  She gestured helplessly at the clearly-healed wounds, but her mind was slowly catching up to what she was seeing, and she found herself sighing in defeat, running a hand over her face so she didn’t have to see the girl’s expression to that comment.  “I think you’d better come in for a bit.”

[fattybattysblog]

WIPs Tag Game

Thanks for tagging me, @mothboypoison

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

I'll pick only unposted WIPs to make this a little more interesting.

Everything Left Behind: Episode of Saphira (CC:FF7xRE)

Light and Darkness (TLoZ:TP)

Cornered by Silence (OFF)

A Forbidden Duet (JJK)

SOLDIER, Hero, Angel (CC:FF7)

Lost Children (AC:FF7)

Cursed Chord Chronicles: Odes and Obsessions (JJK)

To Be Forgiven (FF9)

The Many Deaths of Saphira: Whispers in the Shadows (BG3)

The Many Deaths of Saphira: Infernal Waltz (BG3)

A Requiem for our Fate (JJK)

I'll tag a buncha peeps but I'm not counting. @tsunderesalty @udaberriwrites @sliebman10 @danceswithdarkspawn @mikaharuka @axolotlsupremacyowo @narcissasdaffodil @oceangirl24 and if you wanna hop in, you're free to do so!

[writinglittlebeasts]

wip folder tag game

AKA you guys are keeping these in folders?

i was tagged by @rmgrey-author lol

DA RULES: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them & then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have wips.

AWTFR DRAFT 2 -- JUST DO IT BAD FIRST

a wolf's tooth for revenge in the present tense

FIXED (like a ransom note)

i guess i'm writing about resident evil now

resurrection blues + etc

devil dogs

i cant believe it's another goddamn document for fratt fanfiction (this one is literally x-men fic)

BOOK PUNK

WOLF'S TOOTH DRAFT 2

wolf's tooth bits without homes

house wip unnamed

fiasco

the hopeful

fdlfgttr

wolf's tooth OUTLINE

SHEDSKIN LIVES (wip)

that batb retelling - notes

a somewhat shorter document for mr punisher

unfortunately ive watched marvel netflix's the punisher

chapter 5 specifically 2 send to [name] lmao

awtfr scraps

bits and bobs

horror?? question mark

i will not be tagging as many people as i have wips! it simply will not happen!

i will however tag @meerawrites @wildswrites @immortaladrien @void-botanist @liv-is @tabswrites

[phynewrites]

Lets hear about The Ultimate Mordetwi Fanfiction from the WIP Folder Meme Tag! (if you dont mind of course!)

HAHAHAHA Ohmygosh! Thank you for asking!

We all know this meme right?

Absolutely and fantastically hilarious. It was the best crack ship I had seen, introduced to me by my sister.

Then we had a brilliant Idea.

She's good at drawing Manga Comics but doesn't have a story. I am good at writing and can provide that story for her. I write the fanfic and we post it on ao3, she draws the comics for it. It's funny!

Unfortunately, I didn't have enough inspiration and drive, despite the hilarity and ridiculousness this was going to be. My sister also didn't have the inspiration to draw it anymore, so it's just here... sitting like a duck.

[little-peril-stories]

ENSV? 👀

In reference to this post.

Some poor darlings I was preparing to whump back in...2021? 22? Who knows. It stands for Eliza, Nate, Simon, Violet, and it does not have a title. It was meant to be a fantasy story in a historical setting!

3 (ENS) are triplets separated as babies for ~ reasons I never figured out ~ 😅 Eliza & Nate find one another through various magical means, and eventually learn a) there's a third sibling and b) he's missing! (Oh no! In the few scenes I wrote, poor Simon SUFFERED lmao.)

Violet is Simon's adopted sister who they meet in their search for him. Very feisty and protective of her brother.

I really like the concept but I never developed it enough to make a fulsome plot. It requires a bit of magic system building, something I'm not good at, and WAY more attention to the external conflict. The antagonist was a woman, though, which is something I don't do that often! What does she want? Who the hell knows.

“Simon!” The cry cut into his soul as Violet launched herself again at the unrelenting iron bars. “Simon!” As before—as always—he gave no response. Violet slammed a fist against the walls. “You bastards! What have you done to him?”

[satashiiwrites]

Tell us more about the Royalty/fantasy AU pretty please?

So once upon a time, @radio-chatter made some random comment about Scott in a fantasy setting? I think it was them at least. Might have been @quietborderline but yeah. I ended up writing a snippet about Scott being a mage prince and doing something really dangerously dumb with Reyes about ready to wring his neck. There’s also a generous helping of MShenko here.

It sat on my hard drive for a while and I got a little burst of energy about this idea so I all but wrote an opening scene to go with the other two scenes already written as snippets.

Here’s the first scene:

The cold seeped through Scott’s bones, chilling him through although he acted as if he didn’t notice it as he stood watch.  There was the scent of snow on the wind as it stung his face, freezing his facial muscles as he watched the rider approach on the road from the south.  It was a lone rider, and they were in a hurry, the horse slick with sweat despite the cold and sucking in great lungfuls of air as it’s hoofbeats echoed off the narrow road up the mountain.  It was an odd day to have a single rider—they weren’t due for another caravan for another five days and the regular watch ride wasn’t due for another two. 

This far up in the mountains, in his family’s old traditional stronghold where he’d been sent by his father almost two years ago, the isolation of the mountains had left marks on him as he stood guard. The mountain pass that the fortress stood at the juncture of two different fissures that led from Hyperion into the more fertile lands of Arcturus from which you could travel into the heart of the Sol empire via the trading towns and caravan routes and the other towards the heart of Hyperion. In the other direction there was Kadara—the lawless kingdom that had been torn apart into small warring clans after the last war with the empire of the Kett beyond them.   

Hyperion had been lucky in the war—by responding to the desperate calls of the old rulers of Kadara they had kept the war in Kadara and not allowed incursions into the highlands of Hyperion. 

Kadara had suffered much in their stead. 

The land had been scarred, it’s people broken and the ruling family dead. Even today—twenty years later—there was no outright ruler of Kadara and instead many regions had their own local rule that competed in the capital of Kadara for position. The warlords and merchants jockeying for advantages but the nominal ruler changed often.  Currently Sloane Kelly—a soldier from Sol who had been removed from her command—was in charge according to the rumors that flowed down the trade routes like a secondary common currency. 

The flutter of the travel cloak revealed the uniform beneath it marking the man below as a member of his father’s personal guard—the dark blue visible from Scott’s perch.  What did his father want?  

He didn’t move from his post.  Most likely his father had sent a message to Lord Shepard. Lord John Shepard had semi-retired from the empire’s legions where he was infamous for ending the reaper war on the other side of the continent when Scott had been just a lad. Instead of staying and becoming a power broker in the empire’s court he had requested being posted to Hyperion which had been accommodated given the war with the kett had also ended just years before the reaper war. 

Alec Ryder had once commented within Scott’s hearing that John Shepard had been sent to keep an eye on Hyperion—why his father thought this  Scott wasn’t sure.  His father publicly supported Shepard but wasn’t overly friendly with him. If Shepard had wanted to he could have made a play to depose Scott’s own father as the Prince of Hyperion—but he hadn’t.  

Scott knew his father still was suspicious of Shepard.  Which is why Scott had been sent here as a teenager and, after a brief stint in his family’s home, he’d been sent back as a soldier to be stationed here and to send regular reports back to his father.  He’d spent more of his life here in the mountain passes than he had with his family and it had shaped Scott. 

What his father didn’t know is that the real reason Shepard had claimed the mountain passes as his home was because of the preferences of his second—a man named Kaidan Alenko who wasn’t part of the aristocracy but instead had been born and grew up in the high mountain passes of Hyperion. And he’d come home after fighting alongside Shepard.

Shepard had followed him. 

Scott’s father—despite all his resources—had missed some very important key pieces of information. Scott had made a brief attempt at explanations but his father had been dismissive of his information and he’d stopped trying.  He knew exactly why Shepard was here and, in a fit of defiance, Scott had kept this open secret from his father. 

Kaidan Alenko was the love of Shepard’s life. 

He was also a battle mage whose powers were viewed with much suspicion by the people of the empire once they no longer had a need for him with the Reaper war concluded and the destruction of all Reaper forces.  The Reapers had specialized in mind magic and indoctrination, taking over and binding their victim’s will to bend it to what they needed. There had been a lot of death in the Reaper war and distrust of mage powers in the empire and the principalities that it claimed had spread like wildfire. 

There were no large schools of mages any more anywhere in the empire.  Hadn’t been any in twenty years. 

Kaidan was one of the few living known mages who hadn’t died or had their powers burnt out at the end of the war.  His retirement to a remote mountain pass had been the only reason he likely was still alive and hadn’t been accidentally killed by the empire. 

“The mountain took care of her children,” as Kaidan often told him in private. 

Why would Kaidan be saying this to Scott?  Because he… he was mageborn.  It was a secret that his father had attempted to bury as deep as possible, having Scott assigned as soon as he was big enough to hold one to sword training and drilling with his family’s career soldiers to hone his physical body over the mental one. Scott had been designated at birth as the heir and there could be no whispers of scandalous powers around him as the sole male heir. 

His twin sister grew up in the warmer haven of the palace of Hyperion which was in the fertile farmland valleys where the rivers met the western sea. Sara who loved sailing and the waves, the scent of saltwater and the gentle breeze that carried over the water. His twin sister had been indulged in and raised to be a great princess, skilled with people and able to dance circles around the politics of Hyperion whereas Scot felt like a dull edged blade hacking his way inelegantly through conversations, more suited to the barracks than a ballroom.

He did and didn’t envy Sara’s position.

His twin regularly corresponded with him, was the one family member in his life who always had a kind word whereas he usually just received criticism from their father about everything he did.  Scott wouldn’t be surprised if eventually it was decreed that Sara would succeed their father and not him—not the mageborn son who needed to be kept hidden away from court less he have an accidental outburst and scare everyone.

It had been years since he’d been out of control.  Years since the last time he’d accidentally exploded a glass while upset. 

He’d learned how to let his senses dive into the earth and wind around him, to anchor without losing himself and how to control his urges. 

Scott was in control now.  He was no longer a danger.  

He hardly ever used the power under his command any more other than to extend his senses.  Why would he? It would only encourage whispers and fear that he wasn’t normal.  He didn’t like being a mageborn monster like he had been called in the past. 

Kaidan had known the moment a gangly boy with too long of limbs that was wafer thin named Scott had been brought before Shepard and he’d all but adopted him. He’d never pressed Scott for assurances or oaths of loyalty—instead he’d guided him, taught him. 

Really in a lot of ways Kaidan was more of a father than his own had ever been. Albeit they were both careful to hide things from outsiders. 

Within the walls of the keep and the small town surrounding the people and soldiers were loyal to the commander of the keep—Lord Shepard—and by extension Kaidan and Scott first as their foster son and then as a captain under their command. 

Scott had made it a point to never put himself above any of the others that he stood with.  He took each assignment seriously—even the ever boring sentry duty that still needed to be done. 

Every sentry up on this wall knew that Scott had his senses attuned to be alert to any oncoming threat but they still stood sentry faithfully at full alert. Scott liked to think that they were his brothers even if there still was the faint line of separation that kept him from truly being one of them. He would protect them to his last breath and they knew it. 

“Milord?” One of the other sentries approached him.

“Yes?”  

“Lord Shepard asks for your presence.”

Inching his chin down, Scott nodded. “Where?”

“The small reception chamber.”

“You are my relief?”

“Yes.”

“Very well then.  Enjoy the sunshine while it lasts,”

That got him a puzzled look at the clouds that were hanging low. “Yes sir.”

As he left, Scott gave the clouds a bit of a nudge.  Just because he was brooding didn’t mean that the other sentries wouldn’t enjoy a bit of sunshine.  He would help them out. 

[void-botanist]

WIP folder list tag

@writinglittlebeasts tagged me for this one! I actually took an open tag recently, so here's the list of subfolders/Scrivener documents I have scattered about. But then I decided to divide it out into my canons with commentary. (Maybe I cheated a little by doing old stuff but idk. My current wip folders are pretty boring. You have to open the Scrivener docs for the real juicy stuff)

I'll tag @sarahlizziewrites, @kahvilahuhut, and @sam-glade, plus anyone else who wants to join in!

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

[diviedrawn]

Great plan Ethan!

[rowanisawriter]

hmmm i am accepting this new information in a completely rational and adult way

[helloliriels]

The Badly Summarized WiP Game ...✍️

Thanks for the tag @raina-at (seen here)

Rules: Pick a bunch of your WIPs and summarize them as badly as possible, then ask your followers to vote on which one they’d be most likely to read.

Tagging if you haven't jumped in yet or wanna! @chriscalledmesweetie @totallysilvergirl @anyawen @weeesi @kitten-kin @calaisreno

[jessicas-pi]

Ben has kind of been having the worst day of his life, what with the dying and all.

It’s a marked improvement when he’s tramping through the forests of Takodana and a familiar voice demands, “Would you believe me if I told you Palpatine was my grandfather?”

He turns around.

Stares.

Rey stands ten feet away, her blaster pointed at him, a challenge in her eyes.

“Would you believe me if I told you Han Solo was my father?” he says, answering the question with a question.

“Yes,” she says, lowering the blaster.

“Well, that answers that,” he replies, turning off his lightsaber.

The silence stretches on.

Takodana is unpleasantly hot.

Why did he ever think wearing all-black was a suitable fashion choice?

Rey falters, apparently not having planned what to say if she got this far. “I suppose this is where we save the galaxy.”

“I suppose so,” he agrees. “To Exogol, then?”

“Have you got the Wayfinder already?” she asks, raising an eyebrow in surprise.

“Picked it up on the way here.”

“Ah. That simplifies things.” She holsters her blaster and sets off at a brisk pace, adding as she brushes past him: “And try not to die this time. It was so inconvenient.”

“You died first,” he mutters.

[corishadowfang]

May I ask about the The Found Family Stays Together AU (Main and Snippets)?

(For this)

Haha, so I talked a bit about the AU here, but it's basically a, "What if the Union Leaders stayed together and built Scala" sort of thing. The "MAIN" document is, like the name implies, the actual main story. It's...actually surprisingly short compared to the "SNIPS" document, but it does have the main point of divergence for the AU:

            The world was ending, and Lauriam had a choice to make.             Ven was unconscious, already in his lifeboat.  Elrena was watching from hers, halfway in and wary.  His sister was waiting for him, somewhere off this dying world.             But Brain and Skuld and Ephemer were still here—and if he left now, he would have no idea what would happen to them.  He didn’t know if they’d even survive, and—and he didn’t want to lose anyone else.             (His sister had been dead for a while now—but the others were still alive and here.)             “I’m staying.”             “What.”

And an additional excerpt from the snippets below the cut:

            It was late, he was tired, everyone else was tired, but he still couldn’t bring himself to go to sleep.

            The seven of them had collected together in the living room—still being restored, slowly but surely—in varying states of awareness.  Lauriam was sleeping as far away as he could from everyone, and Brain tried not to think about how much that made his chest twist.  Ven was, too, but Elrena had surprisingly taken point on that one, hovering between the two of them like she was trying to make sure that nothing bad happened.  Ephemer had fallen asleep sitting up, trying to work as much as Brain had been.  Their honorary Dandelion was still awake, but barely, paging through a book on the floor.  He couldn’t tell if Skuld was awake or not; she was leaning against his back, but he hadn’t heard anything from her in a while.

            His eyes were heavy, but he stubbornly forced them to stay open and turned another page.  He didn’t know what he was looking for exactly, just—just that he wanted to try and figure out how to get the Dandelions out.  To rebuild Daybreak Town.  To fix things.  (To make his family not feel quite so broken anymore.)

            Skuld shifted slightly, and he caught her sleepy, muffled murmur: “Go to sleep, Brain.”

            Not asleep, then.  “I’m fine.”

            A hand reached around his side and grasped blindly for his book.

            “Skuld,” he said with a tired sigh, moving it out of reach.

            “You’re not fine.”  Quieter, she added, “I don’t think any of us are right now.”

[writinglittlebeasts]

WIP folder ask— horror?? question mark

~ @tabswrites

thank u 4 asking! ive already given the rundown on horror?? question mark here [link]

[aztarion]

its 3am why am i trying to thug out this lopsided thing instead of giving in & just drawing long hair

[queerdiazs]

tease tuesday + wip wednesday 🕊

(i'm smashing these 2 days together because i like to break the rules)

anyway have a lil bit of hoa eddie, uh, getting a hard dick for buck before dinner with his Nemesis

“You’re staring at me.” Buck shuffles forward, a few steps away from Eddie; he smells like mint and vanilla because he used Eddie’s shampoo like he always does and roses, too, that expensive cologne he pays half an arm for.  “I am.”  “Do I look bad?”  No. Not at all. He’s wearing tight black jeans that hug the length of his long, thick legs in a way that leaves nothing to the imagination and a black knit sweater that has his biceps bulging and his tummy poking through and it’s obscene because he’s so goddamn thick that even normal clothes look small on him.  Buck looks all different kinds of great and Eddie doesn’t know what to do with that or the tickle in his chest, the heavy heat in his gut. The gold chain with the little sunshine at the bottom sits pretty between his tits, a present Chris got him last year for Christmas that’s a fucking gift right now for Eddie. Christ.   He blinks. “No,” he says, maybe a little too fast, but he can’t be blamed. Especially not when Buck looks as gorgeous as he does, in front of Eddie and in his bedroom with a door that locks. “You look pretty. That color is nice on you.”  “It’s black.”  “Okay?” Eddie bristles. The tips of his ears burn. “It looks good.”  Buck fingers the hem of his sweater. “Thanks,” he says, whisper-soft and ruddy-cheeked like he’s embarrassed or something, before looking up and giving Eddie a dazzling smile. “You, uh, look good, too.”  And Eddie does. He’s wearing his best pair of blue jeans and a dark green sweater he found in the back of his closet that he knows looks good on him because Marisol couldn’t keep her hands off when he wore it, but he has nothing on Buck. Nothing at all.  “Buck—” “I need—” Christopher barges in the room, knocking the door against the wall like he pays the bills. “You guys take so long.” 

tagged by @daffi-990, @jesuisici33, and @wikiangela mwah i adore all of you!

tagging @callmenewbie, @callaplums, @eddiebabygirldiaz, @eddiediaztho, @honestlydarkprincess, @wildlife4life, @thewolvesof1998, @try-set-me-on-fire, @exhuastedpigeon, @fortheloveofbuddie, @giddyupbuck, @ladydorian05, @loserdiaz, @monsterrae1, @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy, and anybody else who wants to share 🫶🏼

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Tag Game: WIP Folder Titles

Thank you to @illarian-rambling for the tag! I could've sworn I'd done this one before, but the post seems to have eluded me, so I'll just list everything out again.

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

Original:

Trials of the Six

Trials of the Six: Legends

The Legend of Orian Goldeneye

The Hunter, the Myth and the Cure

The Watcher and the Thief

Forsaken: The Doomed City

Forsaken: The Lost Island

City of Mechanicals

Of Wings, Blade and Shadow

The Cardinal Points

The Fallen Cyborg

The Myroir Chronicles

The Royal, the Mercenary, and the Shadow

Fairytale Fantasy Urban Adventure

Fairytale Steampunk Adventure Romance

Horror/Fantasy/Mystery Story

Untitled Fantasy #1

Fanfiction:

Farfell: The Silver Dragon

Demigods of the Death Gate: Dry

Demigods of the Death Gate: Defy

Demigods of the Death Gate: Decay

Demigods of the Death Gate: Drenched

Demigods of the Death Gate: Demons

The Assassin and the Dragonlance

Cinderheart

Portal Whump Fic

Disclaimer: A lot of these folders (the ones without proper working titles) consist of a single word document containing the concept and/or idea dump I had for that story. Usually after I had a dream about it. I don't think I added those the last time I was tagged, but here we are now lol

Umm....this is a lot of people to tag...😅 26 WIPs... I mean it's only 10 if you count the ones I'm actually working on so that's how many people I'm going to tag.

Gently tagging @faytelumos @scaewolf @hufflepuffwritingstuff2 @moonandris @phoenixradiant

@diabolical-blue @pluppsauthor @stargazer-luna @spitefulbull @gummybugg and open tag! :D