#h-i-raeth

[sir-ballister-boldheart]

"Nemesis" for WIP Wednesday?

There she was, pink sparkles shimmering around her, lips parted in a sharp and toothy grin, perched on the couch like she did not have a care in the world.

(She did. She wouldn't be here otherwise.)

WIP WEDNESDAY

[kalira]

"Daydream Realized", this week?

It was one thing when Kei already bedded him on a regular, even frequent - incredibly frequent, Kei thought wryly, with a lazy purr - basis; it would have been rather different before. ‟Feel free any time you like now, though.” Sho grinned up at him, looking perhaps ridiculously pleased for the allowance Kei had given. Like it was a hardship on his part, he thought wryly, brushing a fingertip over Sho’s plush, slightly swollen mouth.

[dutifulriley]

"Posterboy", with a side order of "NYJ 3", if you're still taking asks for WIP Wednesday?

LET'S DO THIS these sentences are miraculously not nsfw (thank you for the ask)

And, of course, months would go by that they didn’t see each other. More months would go by when the only clashing of their swords was literal. Ballister held himself remote as best he could, trying to pretend he’d never touched Ambrosius’s skin at any moment he wasn’t actively doing so.

[sequencefairy]

"Lesbian Vampires PWP", for WIP Wednesday?

Yeah, alright, more lesbian vampires!

“Tabby?” Laura croaks, her voice still thick with sleep.  “Good morning, cutie,” Tabitha answers, and Laura grins, before reaching out her hand, curling her fingers to beckon Tabitha in. Tabitha meets her halfway, toeing off her boots as she goes. When Tabitha gets close enough, Tabitha reaches one hand out and Laura tugs her down onto the bed. Tabitha lets herself fall. Laura curls around her, limbs heavy and warm, and buries her face in Tabitha’s hair.

Wanna play WIP Wednesday?

[lazinesswrites]

"CrossRex", this week?

Of course!

The others complain as Cid uses her staff to herd them back towards the stairs and the exit. She wisely doesn’t shove at Crosshair, probably because of the rifle in his hands and the look on his face like he doesn’t need much convincing to use it. Cid’s a lot of things, but stupid’s not one of them.

Find the rules and titles for this week's WIP Wednesday ask game here.

[mad-madam-m]

Some "Three Sentence ficathon", dealer's choice?

All right, I went with:

 Any, any, flowers 

And here is the fill:

Yowamushi Pedal, Toudou/Makishima, Flowers

Yuusuke walked into the shop and stopped when he saw the vase of flowers on the front desk, which had definitely not been there this morning.

"Tadokorocchi!" he called. "Where did these come from?"

Tadokoro poked his head out of the back and grinned. "Oh, the flowers? Guy across the street brought them by, the one with the headband. Said they were for you, to help brighten up the place."

"Huh." Yuusuke traced one of the red petals; it was soft as silk. "Guess I should tell Toudou thank you."

Tadokoro patted the doorframe. "You should put him out of his misery and ask him out on a date."

"Shut up!"

[cchapsticck]

Strawman, for WIP Wednesday?

Belated WIP Wednesday Game responses for no reason other than who I am as a person. Thank you for the prompt!

strawman wip

Because like, with the passage of time and some recently gained sense of objective self awareness; he can see the pipeline. He can see the signs. Been telling himself for years he’s better than his old man, that he isn’t and won’t and can’t be anything like him for all kinds of resentful, bitter reasons. But if he’s honest? And it's really only barely about the One-Time-Car-Stealing Thing.

[lizhly-writes]

Stars and clouds, if you're still taking WIP Wednesday asks?

last wip wednesday ask for last week haha

Yoo Joonghyuk drops the vase shakily.  It’s really quite a sturdy thing; it doesn’t even chip when it hits the floor.  He wonders if there’s some kind of durability enchantment on it.  Those exist, right? That would explain… a lot.

He takes a deep, shuddering breath. One moment to let his mind go blank, to not think about the smoke and the explosions and the body lying at his feet.

Then he starts ripping talismans off the walls.

[lohstandfound]

"the gods aren't dead", for WIP Wednesday?

No one questioned the mismatched lies they told, and Jake was thankful for that. The lie that seemed to stick was that Brooke was his new research partner. And what better person to help him create an exhibition about his friends than one of his friends?

[adhdavinci]

"WOT Act 2" this week?

thank you!! bundling 2 asks here :3

make me write pls 💖

🔞⚠️ NSFW, dubcon

"Ah -" Jak can't help but moan as Ashelin sets the pace, slow at first, but quickly gaining momentum. Her face pinches in concentration, eyes closed. The flutter of her eyelashes might be the prettiest thing Jak has ever seen. Her cock sinks deeper again, and this time it hits something inside him, farther than his fingers can reach, and it hurts a bit but feels so incredible at the same time, and - "Ah," Jak's eyes cross as he groans in earnest, "Hah -" His dick aches, throbbing with every stroke. He strains against the cuffs again, unconsciously, hips bucking as he tries to get just a little more friction.

[kalira]

"Simple Sorrow", this week?

Yi-Che’s smile steadied a little, and she patted his shoulder, moving around him with a light touch that feathered over his neck. Sho closed his eyes, burning with the urge to cry, shoulders bowed. He folded his arms together, wrapping his hands around his forearms and struggling to take a smooth breath as Yi-Che delicately picked his braids loose; there was only the occasional sting, likely because they were such a mess, but Sho hardly cared about that anyway.

[gaslightgallows]

"Lovely Bitter Waters", this week?

Thank you!!!

Aziraphale’s mouth went as dry as a desert, and his body shook with the all-over chill of a plunge into an icy lake. “H-how did…?” “Lucky guess.” Crowley’s eyes were gentle, sympathetic, and haunted… at least, Aziraphale inferred that they were from the tone of his voice. His own eyes were fixed firmly on a patch of sunlight on the worn bookshop carpet, and not seeing it, not seeing anything. “Nightmares about what?” “…The War, mostly. I… did a lot of fighting.”

[queerfables]

"You get me closer to", if you're still taking asks?

Okay, here is the last of the you get me closer to requests :) A couple more left for other fics, I will be getting to those tomorrow. Thank you to everyone who sent asks in!!

*****

“Let me guess. Sandalphon heard the Almighty was in favour of starving orphans and started cutting rations.” 

“Crowley, really,” Aziraphale says, without heat.

“Nothing so Dickensian?” 

“Nothing at all.” Aziraphale sighs. “I’ve known geological formations quicker to sign off on routine policy updates.”

“The Andes are famous for cutting through red tape,” Crowley agrees.

[lazinesswrites]

"CrossRex", this week?

Of course ❤ This next little while of this fic takes place during canon events, but with some alterations (namely - Crosshair is back with the Batch for this), so I've actually been having a lot of fun looking at/ making my own transcriptions of the show, and working out what will stay the same and what will change because of the different circumstances. This bit is one of the things that have changed:

"We don't know the state of this mine or the equipment," Hunter says, "we might need your eyes to find our way in there. Wrecker and Omega can watch the ship just fine." That's all true enough, really, and does seem to mollify Crosshair slightly.

Find the rules and titles for this week's WIP Wednesday ask game here.

[planeoftheeclectic]

"TFP", this week?

3 sentences written in secret, 3 sentences of palutena trap written in the light!

_____

"I need you to promise me that you're never going to talk about this picture to anyone else."

The Falcon's eyebrows flew into his hair. "What, did we do all this for nudie pics?"

"What? No! That's just--no!"

[mad-madam-m]

Prompt #25 (rolled randomly, so it'll be a surprise to me), if you're still taking asks?

#25 got you:

 MCU, any, time for some thrilling heroics 

Which gave me the opportunity to write this fill:

Sam/Bucky, Alarms

"Really?" Bucky levered himself up on one elbow and eyed Sam judgmentally. "That's what you've got set as your alarm? 'Time for some thrilling heroics?'"

"Says the man who wakes up to 'Chattanooga Choo Choo'," Sam retorted, followed immediately by a shout when Bucky's pillow landed on his face.