#be together in my wips forever

[galaxygermdraws]

Some S10 doodle dumps. Just some miscellaneous doodles then an in depth of how I've designed a Cyberpunk Impulse (plus a bonus Bdubs). I've been having way too much fun.

(reblogs with tags/comments are appreciated. Thankyuuuuu)

[taxinealkaloids]

behold hitherto unposted htn doodles! harrow+her terrible mentor, harrow+her terrible roommate

[bizarrelittlemew]

calling it right now that season 3 starts like this

[honeydots]

roller skates!

[oros-ash3s]

WIP Wednesday Thursday ᰈ ﾟ⋆.˚ 𖥔 ⋆ ⭑

“Son,” the man took a step forward, a gentle smile that was rarely ever seen on his solemn face now splitting across his scarred features. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this day to come.”

Ryuji took an uncertain step back, his hand instinctively creeping towards his side, ready to unsheathe his swords and attack. He knew the thought was a bit overdramatic for such a simple greeting, words said so kindly, but Ryuji hadn’t been able to shake the violent itch ever since….

You killed him.

The greeting in itself was a surprise. He had never spoken with the quiet, sullen leader of the Magnum Octō before, the man always almost-silent during the meetings Ryuji forced himself to attend, quickly making his retreat before any of the others had even stood up. He wouldn’t have even thought to try and speak with him, he rarely liked to communicate with the others, if not for Aster. Always stubbornly dragging him along to mingle with “his colleagues”. Without him, Ryuji was quick to leave; they were all a waste of time—

And liked me better, ha.

Oh shut up. Ryuji thought. His eyes darted towards the faint mirage of his brother for a millisecond, shooting him a quick glare and effectively silencing him, before he turned back to the man, still smiling softly down at him. The point was, just like any day, he had been trying to make his escape back to the Seventh Sector, ready to go back to rotting inside Ophelia’s office, alone, besides for the voices of the haunted pricking against his skin, when Mr. Rahmani himself had cut through his path, asking him for just a moment of his time.

Mr. Rahmani now stood with his arms stretched open, welcoming — almost as if he was waiting for hug. A hug… from who? Surely it couldn’t be him. Why in the hell would he hug this complete stranger?

“How I’ve missed you, Ryuji.” Mr. Rahmani said, his voice wavering, almost a whisper. It was the most emotion he’d let poke through in years, or perhaps, forever.

Ryuji wished he hadn’t stopped.

✧ tysm for the tag @lancedoncrimsonwings!!

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[gingerteaonthetardis]

TWELVEROSE/TUCKERROSE AU | The Communications Director & The Call Girl

[ID: a set of four gifs with edited captions to give the appearance of a phone conversation between AU rose and AU twelve/tucker. the first gif is of rose in the bath; her phone is resting next to her on a stool. she's captioned as saying, 'hello?' the second gif is a closer-up shot of twelve/tucker's face as he leans forward in his office chair. he's saying, 'oh, am i your booty call now?' the third gif is of rose leaning slightly closer to her phone, saying, 'd'you know what a booty call actually is?' the fourth and final gif is back to twelve/tucker, who seems amused and slightly offended as he says, 'well, i learned from you!' /END ID]

[skitskatdacat63]

what is...funeral fic 🧐

Ask me about my wip folder !

Ty Ann!!!! I wrote the jist of this in a lore a day post, but this idea hurts me, so I'll expand upon it(though a lot of it is from this post lmao.) So I think a lot about how devastating it must be to realize in order to become king/emperor/whatever, you have to come to terms with the fact your parent, or whomever you're the heir to, has to die first. You get everything you've been aspiring to your whole life, but at this huge cost; suddenly this figure you could always look to for guidance is gone, and you're on your own now(yes sure there's a lot of advisors, but you get what I mean, the only other person in your life who understands exactly the position you're in.) Actually I'm glad you asked about this one, cause I've restructed some things in the AU since that post, and I'm eager to talk about them.

I've been trying to think on how to have the classic SebSchumi dynamic in the AU without it being too uhhhhhh incestuous rpf family tree thing, y'know? Michael was originally his father but now he's the former emperor, who was basically Seb's pseudo-father, father figure. I even started writing out a family tree 😭 Very complicated, but I think it would smth along the lines of Seb's father dying when Seb was young, and the succession passed to Michael, his cousin(?) but they agreed that the succession would prioritize Seb's father's kid over Michael's kid, thus Seb is Michael's heir. So, how does Seb end up becoming emperor–

so in the course of this fic, one. Seb finally understands constant Fernando's despair over losing a big part of himself in order to reach his aspirations, and two. Fernando feels compelled to be honest for once, and realizes he's not actually that bitter about Seb becoming emperor. Anyways please don't cancel me over all this death JKDSFKSFS im realizing only now its a bit fucked 😭😭

[toffeelemon]

hii so i just wanted to quickly throw in here my appreciation for princess wille au!! when i first read it i didn't comment and i'm not always great with words but it was great so i just wanted to say Something

Also fun random fact: reading it did make me extra gay and also made me realize i like blondes? so thanks for that i guess? Also for making me see more of the greatness of genderbending like yes please always yes. yeah. great stuff. the potential of it. yes

(also like. just saw your post about hallway scene.. and just wanted to drop in that i definitely would not mind seeing that 👀

(mayybe one day i will write wlw wilmon myself.. maybe. we'll have to see if it ever reaches ao3 though If I do oof))

hey hello you have no idea how much this made my day😭🥹

thank you for sending this in! and i don’t care what you say in them at all, i love comments! i just wanted to know that someone read and liked it! you can always just emoji vomit or key smash or send me quotes anything! please!

hehe you’re welcome i love making people gay. also you and me both with the blonde thing sksksk it got funnier when s2 came out and we all realised wille is most definitely Not Blonde. just in my imagination sksk

i’m glad you enjoyed the genderbending because can you believe i was the first ever person to do it for wilmon. the initial reception was Rough buddy it keeps me humble till this day

🤭yes the next smut. valentine’s ball was supposed to have smut but i ran out of time and it wasn’t fully formed yet. it was going to be really fun because it predates all the … really freaky kinky stuff that comes after in the AU so. thought i should go back and start somewhere🤣 also start somewhere with the four dimensional gender-bending as well

yes yes yes i’m always all for people writing wlw wilmon!!! i trawl the tag regularly. i read as much as i can. if you need a cheerleader i’ll be here 🩷

[the-river-rix]

Spies but make it a lavender scare reference ‼️

[iceicewifey]

when ur gf is photogenic but u aren't

[happyendingsong]

i want to write again

[querido-eh-dump]

[scalproie]

There is a strange sensation that buzzes on the edge of Jun's consciousness from almost the very moment she crosses that threshold into his realm. At first easily ignored; of course the hells would feel different to someone not meant to be there. And how large hell is! There are layers to this place, each with its own distinct environment and pseudo ecosystem, somewhat akin to every season coexisting at once. It has a unique appeal, even the harsh environments. Everything has a purpose in the name of maintaining balance. She spends time getting to know the denizens too, many of whom expressed surprise at her presence. For who would expect Life to intrude into such a domain, or further yet be invited and embraced into it?

The exploration is fascinating yet taxing for her, something Kazuya notes and inquires on wordlessly with a glance and slight twist to his usual resting frown. "I'm fine, just need to rest for a bit." And she does. His chambers are opulent but comfortable, with a large bed that was easy to sink into. Upon awakening she is physically rested but the buzz has amplified into a headache. An odd spasm jolts her head. A sneeze - she knows that from the mortals who have the misfortune to carry allergies to her creations. Bizarre, but perhaps not unexpected from such different surroundings. It is then she registers the sense of wetness in her palm.

Life looks down, and sees her own blood for the first time.

[singsweetmelodies]

pierresteban sex pollen if you please!

i do please :DD 😏 tysm for this amazing ask!!

SO, the story behind this fic is: it's a kinkmeme fill, plain and simple. so yeah, that'll mean it will be posted on anon someday (hopefully soon.) and yeah, i did want to keep it anonymous for a little while, and see who (other than briony) would recognise my writing...

but the thing is 🙈 i'm not 100% sure i'm going to finish it in time for the kinkmeme deadline, and in that case, i'll just post it to my main. so i may as well reveal it now for added inspiration, right? right. because you see, the issue with this fic is - i need to be in a VERY specific mood to write it, because it's all... angsty and ambiguous and messy. pierresteban but make it as unresolved as possible, essentially. case in point:

i LOVE this kind of writing, i really do. (yes, i'm secretly an angst monster 💙) and i'm so proud of the bits of this fic i've already got!! like, i genuinely love reading it back and being like "oh wow... oh yeah i really wrote that... italicised oh"

it's just tricky to try and stitch the pieces TOGETHER, is the thing. like, i have a pretty great beginning, a fantastically angsty ending, and some really great (but disjointed) middle snippets. i just can't get them all to flow into a coherent whole yet 😑 so, yeah. bit of a pain in my ASS, is this fic, much as i fucking love every word of it.

but someday! someday, my brain will work with me here, and i'll finish it and post it ASAP. but until then -- hope you like this teaser! 💕

[pertinax--loculos]

Hey yo, y’all! Hope everybody is well. ^_^ I, for one, am absolutely smashed between work and uni, but I’m trying to get some words down on the occasions that I can. Unfortunately, because of my limited time and brainpower, I’m WIP-hopping something fierce; literally just going with whatever takes my fancy at the time. I could not talk about every single one of them on here, but hey, it’s my blog and if I mention a WIP only for it to disappear into the ether and never be mentioned again, it’s not the end of the world, right? 😅

That said: atm I’m primarily invested in a CASCADE prequel, tentatively titled INUNDATE. It deals with my absolutely favourite relationship in CASCADE, which has a helluva lot of history in that WIP -- so I figured, why not actually write that history? :D (Well, one reason is because of the slow reveals that I have planned for it throughout CASCADE itself, but eh.) So far it’s fun and it also includes a lot of my favourite tropes, aka forbidden love, fucked-up relationships, etc etc. I honestly don’t know whether it’ll ever become anything, but that’s the way it is for the majority of my WIPs at the moment, and it’s so difficult to get words down that I’m gonna take anything that’s inspiring me as a win.

So that’s my life right now! Drowning under assignments, hating how much I have to work to live, and playing around with whatever WIP takes my fancy at that particularly second. ^_^ How are things going for my peeps here? Wishing everybody else the time and inspiration to get some words down on whatever project they wish. <3

[kharonion]

gay ghouls gay ghouls gay ghouls

Returning to the canon representations of my favorite rarepair in the universe 😭😭