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the Ultimate WIPs Intro!!*
here it is!!! here's this stupid big slideshow!! i still have other concepts did you know that did you know that this isn't even all of them someone help me /j
@ettawritesnstudies look it's your idea @enne-uni look it's writing
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#fun fact I did actually just come up with a new WIP while I was putting this together#so it's technically out of date already#anyway tag time#*deep breath*#my writing#wrose writes#the golden city#the fourth wall#the 4th wall#wishwip#mercy city#renegades#whisperwip#train story#reflections#chasing butterflies#aircitywip#fantasywip#etlwip#team x#sable and callum#backburner wips#*gasping for air*#wow that's a lot of tags#hopefully the image descriptions are good#i mostly just copy-pasted the text into them so i hope that doesn't format weirdly or something#lmk if it'd be better to just put it in the main post under a cut#because i can absolutely do that
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been watching dungeon meshi...🌱
#marcille donato#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dunmeshi#girl i dont know what tags are right.#deliart#normally i stay away from the fantasy medieval rpg etc aesthetic but this anime is nice so far ! felt a little refreshing.#i appreciate the textured linework in the anime. although as someone who also does that. i really felt the slight bleed on the colors#in some spots. i wanted to get in there to fix it soo bad in the beginning#textured linework requires a lot of effort to look clean.....but it looks lovely. seems difficult if u gotta color a whole animation#id do neat linework for this but i am base sketch pen for linework pilled rn. post more work less#got more serious wips currently but those are all on the backburner<3 sorrie.....
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will you draw dickkory with their son jake grayson?
i got you, anon!
#dickory#robstar#dick grayson#jake grayson#koriand'r#punnifulart#let them be happy dc!!!#got a wip with the 4 of them on a backburner but eh#so just with their son this time
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#lucemond#lucerys valeryon#house of the dragon#hotd#sneak peak of a wip that’s been on the backburner for a hot minute#all the time I wish Luke lived longer so he could be a little meaner snarkier whatnot#a Luke who lives should be like: he’s got anxiety now but oh boy just you wait
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👀 wip
#rwby#beestfic#bumbleby#yang xiao long#blake belladonna#wip wip wip#need to render some more and clean up the lighting#Y'all thought I forgot about this huh#Well I DIDN'T#I mean I did just get an idea for another fic and I may be putting this on the backburner again but shhhhh#not my fault
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you've got a rage problem, raph
#mutant mayhem#tmnt#mm raph#keno#tmnt keno#nicosq_#this comic has been on the wip backburner for a long time LOL i just gave it a bit of a makeover#teenage mutant ninja turtles
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what reagents even go into trying to make shades whole again? did melinoë have to scavenge the ingredients at the crossroads or did icarus have to bring them to her? is the missing component something that can only be found beneath the earth? on the surface? maybe both?? I must know
#waxwitch nation help me speculate pls#hades game#hades 2#hades 2 spoilers#waxwitch#i was thinking about this for a potential project idea that will take me a LONG time to complete..... but no harm in starting now#i say as i have 18 wips on the backburner#this isn't a fic tho. not really? it's a secret other thing
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#I feel like I haven't uploaded smth in forever so have this#some wip of a SxF fanimation I have been working on and off for months somehow#time is passing by so fast and this is on the backburner orz#also felt like posting this since I discovered the latest manga chapter has been delayed sadly#anyhow rambling as always#when will I make an OP fanimation? good question but I will at some point#no one asked but I'm just telling this to myself#spy x family#sxf#loid forger#yor forger#yor briar#anya forger#o0kawaii0o
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something i've been learning again and again recently is that tged has absolutely wonderful reaction image material
i've been using these on my priv twitter account and it has been VERY fun scrolling back and seeing them,,, they work so well
like theyre so silly,,, they fit so well,,, i can use them in any situation,,, and the art expresses it perfectly,,,
they,,, may have replaced my tmnt ones
if i had the storage space i absolutely would go through the webtoon again to get fun screenshots for reaction image purposes,,, alas i do not so i will just use the ones i take every now and then
i love the art in tged so so much im so glad i read this webtoon
#tged#the greatest estate developer#lynn misc#genuinely i didn't think it'd knock me the fuck out of my tmnt fixation#not that im no longer interested in tmnt bc i very much still am#its just. on the backburner. cause. tged takeover in my brain#now i have. twice as many WIPs it might be a little bit of a problem#very short storytime i had actually been reading greatest estate developer since around the start of the webtoon#i liked it back when i started a lot it was one of my favorites at the time too#but the severe SEVERE attachment (thats two severes) didnt begin until way later#specifically. A WEEK BEFORE MY FINALS#do you know how devastated i was. to suddenly get severely attached to a media i like to a liferuining degree#RIGHT BEFORE THE TIME THAT I NEED TO FOCUS THE MOST#insane. insane!!! what the fuck lloyd why would u do this to me#i did in fact fail a final but its ok i still kind of passed the class
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Hi 🩵 Can we know more about the Regency AU? 👀 (I love your work 🩷)
Hiii! ❤️ Big fan of you, as well! 😆
S0 my idea for that AU is that the Leclerc family comes to stay with the Sainz's for the social season, hoping that one or more of the boys will find a match with Carlos' sisters. But insteeaaddd...😅 I have a distinct image of Charles, with his eclectic regency fashion sense that sets him apart from his brothers, boldly wooing Carlos, despite period-typical attitudes. And the two of them spending the society balls flirting and joking with each other instead of mingling with the eligible ladies...
Anyway, this snippet is from the very beginning of the fic, and it's actually a carlando (friendship) scene, which I never thought I'd write asfhgfjs. But I felt like it was a cute idea, Lando being a recurring guest of the Sainz's every year. In this scene, Carlos is complaining about the Leclercs' impending arrival...
If Carlos has to listen to one more recounting of the handsome, dignified, witty, admired, magnificent Leclercs, he might be forced to hurl himself into the sea.
“Particular favorites of the Prince of Monaco, and distinct in both societal standing and countenance, the whole lot of them. You’d be hard pressed to determine which of the three is most agreeable to the eye or to the ear,” Carlos performs a rather poor imitation of his aunt’s voice, who had prattled on for hours and hours to his mother these past days.
Lando snickers, idly snapping a twig in his hand into small bits and pieces that he tosses to the side as they walk along the banks of the creek. “They sound insufferable.”
“Doubtless,” Carlos mutters, kicking rocks out of their path. “I’d wager they won’t even know Spanish.”
Not that Lando does either. The comment has the added benefit of being both a criticism of the Leclercs and a method to tease his friend. Carlos knocks their shoulders together.
It’s a perfect spring day, the sun shining and the breeze swirling bits of pollen through the air, carrying the scent of new growth. The perfect day for a walk, which he’d muscled Lando into agreeing to, despite the younger man’s confusing attachment to the indoors.
They stop for a moment to appreciate the view of the far off mountains, the sea just visible on the horizon, glittering against the sun. Carlos can feel his sour mood lifting already, such is the magic of his family’s estate.
“One wonders why these Leclerc men are still unwed, and why they need someone to sing their praises so exhaustingly prior to their arriving. Unless their real company leaves much to be desired,” he continues, although his heart isn’t in the complaining anymore. He’d much rather find a spot to lay in the grass and feel the sun soak into his skin. So he does just that.
Lando follows suit, curling his legs underneath him as Carlos reclines onto the grass, rolling up his sleeves and shutting his eyes against the sun.
“But why are the Leclercs coming here for the social season? Why not France or Monaco, if they are indeed favorites of the prince? Or England?”
“Not everyone wishes to go to England,” Carlos teases, just to hear Lando’s scoff. Truthfully, he has half a desire to go to London himself. But he mostly says it as Lando always acts affronted when insults are piled atop his country’s name. “Isn’t it obvious?” Lando arches a brow. “Marriage, mi amigo. It’s the reason for everything. Well, most everything.”
“Oh, that.”
“Yes, that,” Carlos chuckles, pinching Lando’s arm.
“Ow.”
“Oh, shut up. Anyway. Just because you are still a slight, wide-eyed fawn-”
“I am nineteen!” Lando exclaims, but joins Carlos in his laughter soon enough. Nineteen or not, his boyish curls, along with the spots still dusting his skin, make him look every bit as young as he is. “If I am a fawn, then you are a buck. Surely, you ought to be wedded soon, before you are old and bitter. Well, older and more bitter.”
“Ha ha,” Carlos says, deadpan. “We should have been forewarned of your wit.”
But Lando isn’t entirely wrong. Carlos had just celebrated his twenty-fourth birthday this past September, and he’s getting to the age where his parents might not be so patient anymore in entertaining his hypercritical standards, eager as they are for him to sire an heir.
It isn’t that he hasn’t become acquainted with plenty of eligible women at various balls and dinner parties during the social season over the years - he has. But no matter how lovely they seem, he always finds himself stalling when it comes to the actual proposal, something stopping him from making that final commitment. Until, eventually, another suitor steps up and whisks her out from under Carlos’ nose. And, every time, it doesn’t escape him that the prevailing emotion is relief.
When it comes to the woman he will marry, the woman he will spend his life with, he wants someone pretty, kind, and smart. Someone charming and witty and clever and interesting. And he isn’t keen to settle for less. At least, that’s what he tells himself.
Sometimes, he even blames himself. I’m too loud for her. I’m not artistic enough for her. I’m too independent for her. Et cetera, et cetera... But, mostly, boiling down to: I’m just too picky.
Still, no matter that he will eventually need to wed, he is set to inherit his father’s lands and estate, so there isn’t much of a rush to send him to the altar. His sisters, however - particularly his eldest sister, Blanca, who is almost as picky as himself. She doesn’t seem overly concerned with the wealth and status of a partner, despite the high ranking men their parents are always parading her in front of. But she does expect an honorable sort of man, and, above all, kind, which Carlos cannot fault her for. She deserves the very best this world can offer her, and he fears no man will be enough in his eyes to deserve her.
With the youngest of the Sainz siblings, Ana, her lack of husband as of yet is more a case of her preferring her independence than ‘pickiness’. She often elects to read a good book or ride her horse or go for a swim, rather than practice dancing or attend a ball. It hadn’t been much cause for concern until she had debuted into society a few seasons ago and had refused any offers she’d received since.
During their childhood, he would always include Ana (and Blanca, until she had started her schooling) in his games and competitions with his friends, pulling her away from time with their sister and mother. He doesn’t regret the fun adventures it had led to growing up, or their particular bond. But it occurs to him from time-to-time that he could be, in some way, to blame for Ana’s convictions.
If it were up to him, he’d have both his sisters stay with him at the estate forever. But it isn’t how things are done. And he doubts they’d be completely happy here either, longing for something more beyond this country life that Carlos so adores.
“Anyway,” he continues. “I hardly need concern myself with such frivolous matters as marriage.”
“What - you have less frivolous matters that require your attention?” Lando asks.
“No - more. Like bathing in the sun and exchanging gossip with my dear friend.” He winks, and Lando just shakes his head with a smile. “If I had a wife, we’d have no time for our walks, or our little competitions, during your visits each year. And that would be a real shame.”
“Says the man who always wins those games.”
Carlos snickers. “Well, if either of my sisters really do marry one of these Leclerc chaps, I might have to let him win. Once, at least, as a gesture of goodwill.”
“You really think they would? Marry, I mean.”
“If they seem a good match...” He shrugs. It is, after all, the whole intention behind the arranged visit.
His aunt and uncle had met the Leclercs on a recent trip to Monaco, where they had expressed interest in visiting Spain and exploring the social scene there. His aunt and uncle had invited them to their home in Madrid, but when Carlos’ parents had heard about it, they’d insisted the Leclercs come to stay with them for at least a few weeks this summer. Carlos doubts the Leclercs had a country estate in mind for their visit to Spain, but perhaps the humble parties they host out here will charm them.
“Well, I don’t know why you sound so reluctant,” Lando continues. “You make friends with practically every person you meet. And for all you know, maybe these Leclercs will live up to the talk.”
“Maybe...”
But Carlos has his doubts. How interesting could they really be?
He drops the topic for now, preferring instead to tug at the soft blades of grass beneath his fingertips and muse over what will be served for lunch.
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WIP ask game
#I started writing this one before the Victorian abo one#So it's sort of been on the backburner for a minute#but I want to get back into it#there's a cute scene of Carlos teaching Charles billiards.....#also people asking about the kid fic -> I am not ignoring you! Just trying to find a time to write!#charlos#WIP ask game#f1amboyant#ask#rpf#regency au
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I don’t need another LiuJiu WIP, but this idea refuses to let me go.
In a more modern day, SJ and YQY re-unite only for tragedy to strike: YQY is turned into a vampire. The issue is that fledgling vampires can’t feed off of human blood at first, instead remaining dependent on adult vampire blood.
SJ refuses to watch YQY waste away, so he hunts down and drains the blood out vampires, uncaring of getting harmed himself. And YQY is slowly coming out of his fugue-like state, so its working.
Only the sudden disappearance of vampires gets SJ on the Hunters radar - including their best, LQG.
Would include:
- LQG chasing SJ across the city rooftops, blade in hand. Very cat-and-mouse. And they definitely fuck on one of them.
- LQG discovering why SJ did what he did and being 1) impressed and 2) kinda into the (crazy) loyalty
- YQY not only being a hunter (which he hiding from SJ cause he didn’t want to bring SJ in on the truth), but the heir to the head of the organization. The betrayal SJ feels when he realizes he didn’t have to do it all alone.
- SJ realizing the Hunters are not actually going to help and, alongside LQG, storm the headquarters to get YQY back.
I’m thinking Underworld style aesthetics with leather and moody, atmospheric cities and SJ using a gun rather than a sword? Haven’t thought it through completely.
#my writing#svsss#liujiu#vampires#will i write this anytime soon?#nope#i already have 2 wips that i work on consistently#and three others on the backburner#but#the ideas#oh and the qiu’s were definetly vamps#which is how sj knows so much about it
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guess who's playing with narration styles
#rose rambles#wrose writes#backburner wips#meet sly he's a brat#also it is in fact a work of fiction lol
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congrats on being a waw now
#project moon#limbus company#art only tag#again i have had these wips on the backburner for MONTHS i just thought that'd be a fun caption
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wip wednesday
tagged by @rewritetheending @onward--upward and @alyxmastershipper 💓💓💓
i haven’t reeeeally started writing anything other than planning this out broadly because it’s very plot heavy but got a little lost thinkin about the intimacy of shaving the other day so this is from x files au in some shitty shared motel room while they’re cryptid hunting or chasing aliens idk we’ll figure it out
When he emerges, hair towelled dry and in clean clothes, Eddie frowns at him. “What?” he asks. “Promise I didn’t finish all the hot water.” “No, you just look—” Eddie gestures at Buck’s face, “—scruffier than usual.” “Oh,” Buck says, running a hand over his day-four stubble. “I forgot my razor.” “Oh,” Eddie’s face clears, “just use mine.” Buck swallows. “Um. Okay. Thanks.” Eddie nods at him and goes back to squinting at his phone, so Buck about-faces and re-enters the bathroom. It’s not a big deal, he tells himself as he foams up his face. It’s like—like sharing a hairbrush. Intimate, sure, not something you’d tend to do with people you don’t know well, but it’s not a big deal. He wets the razor and brings it to his throat, heart hammering there so violently it feels like his Adam’s apple is trying to get out. If his hand doesn’t stop trembling he’s going to nick himself, and God, he is being absolutely fucking ridiculous. Deep breath. The razor glides over the thin skin of his throat, muscle memory even as he stares at himself in the mirror. Doesn’t think about Eddie doing this every morning, using this very razor. Blade edge kissing his jaw the same way it kisses Eddie’s. Doesn’t think about Eddie doing this for him, hand holding his chin as he shaves Buck carefully, grip firm when he turns Buck’s face this way and that. Doesn’t think about Eddie kissing where the blade kissed him first. Doesn’t think about any of that when he rinses the razor clean and slots it back into the travel mug, where Buck’s toothbrush rests against Eddie’s with such easy familiarity it’s about to spark a whole new crisis.
tagging @try-set-me-on-fire @jeeyuns @housewifebuck @anxieteandbiscuits @forthewolves @zahlibeth @athenagranted @buckactuallys @transboybuckley @icecreampotluck @diazblunt if you have anything to share today or later!
#since starting t the last couple months i've had to start shaving my face and it's quite weird actually! gender is so [waves hand] like idk#but didn't have anyone to teach me. and was just thinking about how it wouldve been a pretty intimate thing if i had#also i think this fic will have switching pov which is very exciting to me#but also. it's a mammoth one even just planning it and i have so much real life shit i've been ignoring#and also writing a shorter silly thing that im having fun with rn so might put this on the backburner#but also x4 my foster puppy just got taken to his new home and im sad and miss him like a goddamn lung#so i need something to distract me every empty minute and eddie diaz as dana scully is going to be that i think#but ALSO there’s so much fic i want to catch up on READING#ain’t enough time in the day. and yet i never seem to do anything#sorry for these endless tags#tag game#wip#x files au
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WIP Not Wednesday
Thanks @cha-melodius @suseagull04 and @alasse9 for tagging me!!! I wasn't gonna post bc I've only been working on the Summer Switcheroo event BUT I have quickly lost the plot to the point my writing doesn't follow the prompt! 😔
However! I started a different draft that I like a lot more for the exchange SO yall get the rough beginnings of a pirate AU (thanks to me reading a pirate fantasy for like the last two months)
“Makes sense you'd poison me,” Alex goads. “You always were a slow runner.”
“No,” Henry corrects, a hint of a smile in his voice. “You always fought dirty. Which brings me to the real reason you're here.”
“Fucking great,” Alex mutters.
“I need you to smuggle something off this ship and into the right hands.”
“Ooh, into the right hands,” Alex mocks. “Who? Another one of your colonizing devils?”
“Your mother.”
“Your mother!” Alex gasps, affronted.
Anywhoooo open tag because I'm late!!!
#rwrb fic#my wips#so this one will be on the backburner for a sec so meet the deadline for the exchange but im already like 75% done w the story!#just need a climactic ending and to zhuzh it up
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yea yea it's really awful that kotoko would've harmed amane, and is way too violent in pursuing her sense of justice. you are completely right and there is no further argument to be had about the subject.
...anyway now that those people are gone, do you ever think about how if their verdicts were reversed then amane would have "acted as an extension of milgram's authority" and kotoko would "return our judgement back to us." because buddy i'm eating gravel over it rn.
#the mane and kotoko parallels go so crazy stupid insane#i'd love to make a post about it once deep cover comes out but i uhhhh don't like mane much! </3#it'll go on the backburner for now i have too many wips to complete#♡. cinnamon prattles
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