#huffle's wips

[lover-also-fighter-also]

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Hi Juud! Thanks for the ask

In reference to this post

This is one of the ideas that I had for a long time. This fic is post the HSS: CA series, when Maria is off at Terman U, and Ria starts her senior year at Berry High. School without being able to see Maria proves to be a lot tougher than she thinks!

So, this is a sneak peek of what I'm going to write

'Can I have a slice of Red Velvet cake?' asked Ria. The waitress nods as she takes their orders before walking away. Myra looks at her, preceptive. Ria happened to notice the stare. 'What?' Myra folds her hands. 'You are pining, aren't you?' 'Pining? I don't know what you're talking about.' 'You sure about that?' asked Michael from across the table. 'Come on Ri, just admit it.' said Emma, looking at her best friend. 'Admit what?' asked Ria, getting a little weary of the stares her friends were giving her. 'That you are pining for a certain someone?' said Caleb, grinning. Ria feels her face turning hot. 'Who am I pining for? I'm not pining for anyone!' Michael grins teasingly. 'Are you sure? Not even a certain class president with an obsession for Red Velvet?' Ria blushes. 'What makes you think I'm pining for her? Just because I ordered her favorite flavor. Come on guys.' Emma laughs helplessly. 'Ri, we all know that double chocolate is always your go-to flavor. In these 2 years we have never seen you order any other flavor for yourself.' 'So? I just want a change...' Ria knew that argument won't work with her friends. She had always been a terrible liar. 'Really?' asks Myra, trying to get a rise out of Ria. 'Then why have you been super sulky when Rory appeared on Tiger News today? Miss your favorite anchor already?' Ria stammers 'I..I wasn't sulky...'

[gasolinerainbowpuddles]

WIP Wednesday

ty for the tag @for-a-longlongtime!

I'm still working on kinktober (LMAO spooky bitch szn extended I guess?), so here's a snippet from my day 15 (LOL) prompt for boot worship:

“Been spoilin’ you too much. Got you confused about who runs this show,” he chides with narrowed eyes. You bite the inside of your cheek from spouting out and getting yourself into more trouble. You petulantly flick at the laces of his work boots and glare at the knot in the center that’s keeping you from what you want. “You really such a slut for my fuckin’ feet that you’re gonna sit there ‘n pout about it?” he baits. “Sittin’ on the fuckin’ floor tryna get my goddamn boots off so you can fuckin’ suck my toes ‘n shit? Sometimes you really lower the bar yourself, honey.” He snorts, derisive and mocking. You hide the rub of your thighs together at his condescending tone. As if he didn’t love how desperate you were for him, so obsessed with everything about him that no part of his body lacked the capacity to get you worked up. As if he wasn’t delighted to figure out you had a thing for his feet before you’d even registered it. As if he didn’t constantly mock you for it all the while bringing it up as often as possible. As if he didn’t get turned on watching you writhe all over the floor while you touched yourself and slobbered all over his toes as you shoved them into your mouth and sucked. “You’re being mean,” you mumble at the floor. He tuts and lifts your chin to look at him. “If you weren’t such a desperate slut, I wouldn’t be so mean.” He grins down at you, nasty and teasing.

TAGGING

@jupiter-soups @beardedjoel @bonezone44 @burntheedges @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog @patti7dc @huffle-punk @punkette1026 @joelsflannel

[morning-star-joy]

last line WIP game

Thank you for the tag my dear @hier--soir 🥰

Been working mostly on my Arthur x OFC fic lately, so here’s the last thing I wrote for Chapter 2!

Chapter 1 is ready to go I think but I am…nervous to post 😂 SO we’ll see when this eventually sees the light of day

Np tags: @darkroastjoel @cavillscurls @tightjeansjavi @thetriumphantpanda @atticrissfinch @huffle-punk

[jupiter-soups]

Last Line Tag Game

tysm for the tag rosie <3 @toxic-seduction

RULES: create a new post and share the last line you wrote for your WIP and then tag as many people as you want!

AHHH i'm struggling so hard with the second chapter of my fic so like. this is definitely bad lol but:

“No, I know. I jus’ thought. Well, it was your idea. And Ellie’s always yammering on about your comic collection, so she would probably appreciate it more from you.”

the psychic damage that comes from trying to write is profound and nauseating.....

SOMEBODY HELP ME AJFJDFJSJMlmf

tags: @huffle-punk, @dinsdjrn, @morning-star-joy, @jobean12-blog, @beardedjoel

[oonajaeadira]

Rules: Write the latest line from your WIP (or post where you last left off on in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don’t reblog.

Thank you for the tag, @huffle-pissed!!!! It's still busytimes for me so I've just accepted that if my writing has to wait it has to wait. When you tagged me I realized I had nothing substantial to answer the tag with and that February is a short month and I hadn't started this month's trope fic yet so.... THANK YOU FOR THE TAG. It got me started. Here's a little from the fake dating fic I'm working on...

It’s second nature with Javier. He knows he’s good looking. Knows all he has to do is flash those puppy dogs and throw some attention, and ladies will give him anything he wants. You love it and hate it. Hate it because it’s insulting to be targeted for manipulation just because you’re a woman. But you love it because the man is Javier Peña and you’d be lying if you said those big brown eyes weren’t beautiful and you’re happy to have an excuse to have them pointed your way with warmth rather than the coldness he reserves for the more bureaucratic workers.

Tagging: @writeforfandoms @insomniamamma @something-tofightfor @honestly-shite @grogusmum @littlemisspascal @beecastle 

[amywritesthings]

WIP Title Game

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 of it or tell them something about it

Ok I feel like I've been tagged in this a ton recently so now's the time to do it, thank you very much to @prolix-yuy / @huffle-pissed / @fuckyeahdindjarin / @saradika & the dearest @omgreally for the tags!!

Din Djarin

PATPB: Chapter 16 - Clan of Three

PATPB: Chapter 17 - Friends, Old & New

PATPB: Chapter 18 - Separate Ways

Knives Out (unrelated bounty hunter x din short)

Joel Miller

Gibson Girl Universe: Hurt/comfort one shot

Gibson Girl Universe: Jackson reunion

Gibson Girl Universe: Meeting Ellie

Pre-apocalypse Joel x Neighbor

Escort!Joel miller

Misc:

Same Old Mistakes: Act 4 (Dieter Bravo)

Same Old Mistakes: Act 5 (Dieter Bravo)

I Said It. (Succession, dead dove don't eat)

Meet Me on the Other Side (Eddie Munson, finale chapter)

Anomaly (Marc Spector)

Sins to a Sinner (Billy Butcher)

Revolution in a Bottle (Kino Loy)

Religion in a Zone on Fire (Tess Servopoulos)

a finished original YA spy thriller novel (130K words) that i wanted to self publish one day but never got around to doing so!

dealer's choice! tell me what character you'd like to see me write

Ask box is open if you're interested - most of these are just outlines and/or pocketed ideas, but a couple of these have actual written out concepts or dialogue so I'm happy to share some of this with y'all!

np tags: @tarabyte3 @acourtofsnakes @marvelous-writer @luciwritesstuff @dearest-readers @againstacecilia

[hintsofhoney]

tagged by @jewishdeanwinchester 🫶🏼 thanks rach!!!

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 of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPs

um dear god I have so many. adhd brain. this isn’t even all of them LMAO

cloud 9 cafe

drunken words, sober thoughts

eddie dnd smut

eddie munson x reader

emma’s challenge

guitar lessons

galentine fic (1, 2, & 3)

sub dean

take me out to the ballgame

three’s a party

stranger supernatural things

daylight

unplanned

all too well

inked

1931

the dawn of quiet waters

prisoner!dean x reader

ask away! maybe it’ll inspire me to keep writing them lmao

tagging (with no pressure): @makeadealwithdean @winchest09 @deangirl93 @ejlovespie @writercole @katelyn--renee @deanwanddamons @huffle-pissed @soaringeag1e @watermelonlipstick @superfanficnatural @smol-and-grumpy @sams-sass @percywinchester27 @jensengirl83 @ellewritesfix05 @emoryhemsworth @waywardbaby

[wayward-dreamer]

tagged by my love @evergreencowboy and my angel @makeadealwithdean! I love you both!! 🫶🏼😘

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 of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPs

God there’s so many, too many, but these are the current ones invading my mind I guess lmao

The Golden Rule

Coffee & Chaos

Searching Our Hearts

Before You Know It

Jopper drabble

Single dad!Dean x Dance Teacher!Reader

Beyond Two Lives

Soldier Boy x Fem!Reader one shot

Hangman x Fem!Reader one shot (Top Gun: Maverick)

Musician!Dean x Fem!Reader one shot

Sian’s challenge

Demon!Dean x Fem!Demon!Reader one shot

Would love to talk about these, so hope to see y’all in my inbox!!

tagging (no pressure!): @writercole @huffle-pissed @ejlovespie @evansrogerskitten @princessmisery666 @wildbornsiren

[makeadealwithdean]

tagged by the loml @evergreencowboy i love you i love you i love you 🫶🏼

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 of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPs

aight so this is the perfect time to do this fun lil game bc i’m sitting in the parking lot of my work and my car won’t start, so let’s go 🥳🥳🥳

alternative forms of payment

post 15x19 fix-it fic

billy goes to the byers house

guitar player

a castle made of sand

untitled christmas fic

love you real, love you raw

red wings

love sucks

jar!

it cut deep to know you, right to the bone

illicit affairs

they say i did something bad

why are you here?

bff (best friend fallout)

what am i seeing?

my heart belongs to daddy

just because we're blood don't mean we relate

dreams

english girls

feel so close to you right now

dance floor mishap

ian somerhalder is actually a vamp

spanish homework help

poker face

anywayyyy, i hope to hear from y'all in my inbox!!! <3

tagging (no pressure!!): @hellfirebabes @deedoop @witchy-writing @eddiebillysteve @inchronicpain @ejlovespie @writercole @emoryhemsworth @huffle-pissed @deangirl93

[lover-also-fighter-also]

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Hi Cady! Thanks for the ask!

In reference to this

So, I have been thinking about working on an AU where Ria and Maria are childhood friends (inspired from your question on what would be the HSS LI's favorite playground items). In this fic, Ria is 5 years old, and Maria is 6. And a small note here is this was before Maria got her fear of heights. So, this is what I have so far

'I don't want to go on the monkey bars!' exclaims Ria, looking up at the high bars, a little intimidated. 'Why not?' asked Maria. 'It's fun to swing on it.' Ria shakes her head, stepping back. Maria frowns, thinking of how to make her best friend comply. 'Why are you so scared? It's just monkey bars!' 'What if I slip and fall off?' 'Don't worry. There are mats below, you won't get hurt.' Ria still looked uncertain. Maria put a hand around her best friend's shoulder, giving the younger girl a sense of comfort. 'And I will catch you if you fall off.' 'You-you really will? Pinky promise.' said Ria. Maria laughed, holding out her pinky and linking it with Ria's 'Pinky promise. Now come on! I want to show you a cool trick!'

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tagged by @deanwinchesterswitch and @deanwanddamons! thank you, beautiful angels! miss you both!

Rules: Write the latest line from your wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don’t reblog.

“Okay, fine. What will, then?” Sam asked. 

Tags: @sams-sass, @evergreencowboy, @pvnsie, @that-one-gay-girl, @writercole, @huffle-pissed, @jensengirl83

[morning-star-joy]

WIP Wednesday

Ty for the tag @thetriumphantpanda I'm so excited for your new fic!!

This is from a WIP I haven't talked about too much, I started it a bit ago and haven't gotten back to it, but I am really excited for it and want to get back into it soon when I'm musing again!

Np tags: @cavillscurls @dinsdjrn @tightjeansjavi @sinsofsummers @penvisions @dev1lm4n @huffle-punk @softlyspector @joelsversion

[theprodigypenguin]

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Thank you for the Huffle-Heart anon! I started this Jegulus WIP when I first started writing with James and Regulus, just getting a feel for the characters, but I never got far with it. I still really like it, the concept and such, but y’know:

Then the Snitch again, Regulus went after it, but as his fingers closed around it, the Gryffindor Seeker cursing behind him, he felt something pelt him, hard, knock him off his broom. He didn’t realize what it was as he plummeted, clutching the Snitch to his chest and eyes pinched closed. He heard screams from the stands, then his fall halted, breath leaving in a sharp exhale and vision blurry.

There was an arm around him, and he had to blink rapidly to clear his view before recognizing James Potter, sun glinting off his glasses and a grin on his face, looking both amused and concerned. Regulus just scowled as they touched down, staggering away from James and holding to Snitch up to show the stands. There were cheers, but it was rather pointless, because Gryffindor had amassed more points than Slytherin, winning the Quidditch Cup. Adding insult to a very real injury, a Bludger to the stomach, Regulus keeled and coughed blood.

It was regret: that he was letting himself have too much fun watching James play, and forgot he was supposed to catch the Snitch and actually win. He swayed towards the ground but was caught around the chest before he could fall. More insult, that James had been the one to catch him and now was the one to hold him as he shook on weak knees and spat out mouthfuls of blood that he couldn’t figure out the source of. Had he bitten through his tongue, punctured a lung, or recieved massive trauma to his stomach?

The Professors kept the student in the stands as the rest of the Quidditch players hit the dirt and hurried to help. Regulus heard the muffled voice of his captain curse at the Gryffindor team for playing dirty and hitting a Bludger directly at Regulus, which should have been a foul, then started snarling at James to let Regulus go if he didn’t want revenge in the form of a Quaffle to the face. James, to his point, absolutely refused to let go, merely holding Regulus tighter.

“I didn’t see any of you, his team, trying to catch him.”

“We were busy!”

“So let him fall to his death, that’s fine.”

Regulus spat more blood, too out of it to defend himself, and ended up clinging to James’ Quidditch robes, held between he and Madame Hooch, helped to the hospital with the Gryffindor Quidditch team trailing them. One of the Beaters kept apologizing, “I swear I didn’t mean to hurt him, I was trying to get the Bludger away from James!”

“That’s fine, I’ll take detention for it,” James offered eagerly, but Madame Hooch told him to shut up.

Regulus didn’t bother to care that his own team hadn’t followed him to the hospital, they were probably mad at him for messing up so badly. Madame Pomfrey had him lie down before shooing the Gryffindors towards the door angrily.

“Let me work, let him rest, out!”

Regulus could see through a gap in the curtain, that all but James and that Beater had left the hospital wing, standing patiently out of Madame Pomfrey’s way so she could mix together a medicine that she practically forced down Regulus’ throat.

“Drink it, yes I know it tastes bad, you better not spit it Mr. Black or so help me. All of it, stop making that face, would you rather we send you to St Mungo’s to fix the internal bleeding, that’s what you want?”

Regulus just muttered under his breath, leaning against the pillows that had been set up to prop him level enough to accept vials of medicine one after the other, then a goblet of strange tasting water.

“He okay?” Regulus heard James ask as Madame Pomfrey walked out from behind the curtain, and rolled his head to glance out through the gap in the curtains.

The door was open, and Madame Pomfrey was giving a vague update just as Sirius, Remus, and Peter burst into the room. Regulus was genuinely surprised to see Sirius there, but the surprise was muted due to his exhaustion and the medicine making his mind and body feel heavy.

“I’ve gotten the bleeding down, internal damage isn’t bad, he may cough blood for a few days, but he’s fine. I’m keeping him for now, until I’m satisfied he’s alright, so get out while he’s resting.”

“Is he conscious?” Remus asked.

“Yes, but heavily medicated.”

“Can I stay?” Sirius blurted, and Regulus felt a jolt through him that had his stomach aching badly enough to cringe and roll his head away, pinching his eyes closed and clutching his stomach, coughing hard against his pillow.

“No you can not stay-”

“But I’m his brother, I have a right, don’t I?”

“I didn’t think you cared,” the Beater admitted, and Sirius spun to him.

James stepped in front of Sirius to keep him from doing something stupid, glancing hopefully at Madame Pomfrey. 

“Please? We won’t bother him, we’ll let him sleep, we just want to watch over him until he wakes up. Just till tomorrow?”

Madame Pomfrey seemed to mutter, finally relenting. “Don’t you dare make his condition worse.”

Regulus was barely conscious when the four of them snuck behind the curtain to join him around the bed, while the Beater left. He could feel the hand push his bangs away from his forehead, which felt hot and sticky from sweat, and Remus spoke from the right.

“He’ll be okay, Sirius.”

“Yea, mate,” James spoke from the left. “Reg’s a tough kid.”

“Why are you worried?” Peter asked. “I’ve seen you say mean things and even try to hex him in the halls.”

“Wormtail you idiot, don’t you know those are the rules?” James asked, sounding very self assured, and Petter muttered.

“What rules?”

“We’re all only children so we don’t know, but see, Sirius, being an older brother, has divine right to bully Regulus to his heart’s content, but no one else is allowed to,” James explained wisely. “Don’t tell me you never noticed how we never interfered with them? Because that’s how Black brother’s show their affection!”

“By hexing each other so their ears grow bigger than their head and their nose hair lengthens and turns bright pink?” Remus asked, and James barked a laugh.

“That was hilarious.”

“Not to me it wasn’t!” Sirius shrilled.

Regulus remained in a state of almost conscious for a long while, struggling to fight off sleep just so he could listen to them talk, two on his left and two on his right, one hand on his head and occasionally on his shoulder, always touching him somehow. Sometimes a new hand joined the first, fingers calloused from years of Quidditch, rough and warm, slipping across his forehead; James. His brother’s hand was a bit different, smoother and cooler, soothing in a way, but both hands had that effect, soothing and relaxing. Regulus finally fell asleep when it was James who was playing with his hair, not noticing even once that the only time he would touch Regulus was when Sirius wasn’t looking, quickly retracting his hand when his friend turned back to Regulus so he wouldn’t notice.

Regulus snuck out of the hospital before the four of them woke up, pushing himself up and wincing as he looked to the right where Sirius was leaning back in his seat with his head back and his mouth open unattractively, Remus leaning into him with three different cloaks draped over his shoulders from Sirius, James, and Peter. It was nice how they took care of him.

James was leaning against the bed to the left, his arms folded on the mattress, face buried in them, glasses sitting in his hair, Peter using his shoulder as a pillow, drooling a stain into James’ shirt.

Regulus snuck towards the foot of the bed and off of it, took a few more vials of medicine that Madame Pomfrey forced into his hands, and left before the first Maurader started to stir. It felt wrong, to wake up with them surrounding him, because he wasn’t part of their circle. He wasn’t their friend, he just happened to be Sirius’ brother. Their kindness was a courtesy, it wasn’t genuine.

Thank you for sending in, Anon!

[cookiecuttercritter]

WIP Questions Tag Game

Tagged by @maple-writes​!! Thanks fam!!

Answers are for How to Save the World in 12 Easy Steps.

Rules: Answer the questions, then tag some people.

1: Describe the plot in one sentence

(for season 1 because the writer decided to put off actually saving the world for a later season) Comic-book super-villain-in-the-making forces alien hybrid on a road trip and the Chosen One does everything in his power to Not Save the World, though John Smith has other ideas.

2: Pick one sight, smell, sound, feel, and taste to describe the aesthetic for your WIP.

Sight: A bang-up skytrain ricketing out of an iridescent violet inter-dimensional portal suspended impossibly high up in a sparkling turquoise sky.

Smell: An unidentifiable tea blend. You suspect it’s all of the teas you’ve ever had mixed together. You’re not sure it would taste good, or like much of anything at all.

Sound: The wooosh of air as it rushes past you mid free-fall. 

Feel: When a Michael Bay-esque explosion goes off behind you, too far to really hurt you, but not far enough that you won’t feel it. You want nothing more than to turn around and confirm that it is indeed far away enough, but you won’t because you’re far too classy to look back.

Taste: Cloying sweet, sticky meringue with raspberries.

3: Which 3+ songs would make a playlist for your novel?

Have my main character’s theme songs!

Tetra: Riptide - Vance Joy Jaidyn: In Circles - Darren Korb ft. Ashley Barrett (Transistor OST) John Smith: Goodbye to a World - Porter Robinson Marley: You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid - The Offspring

These are all in my personal wip playlist.

4: What’s the time period and location in which your novel takes place?

Muttonchop is a fantasy/sci-fi kitchen sink and a melting pot of all of the tropes. It’s quite literally split over several dimensions, and while there are some neighborhoods set in historical fiction, for the most part, How to Save the World runs on futuristic tech. The timeline split around 1950 and right now they’re living in something like 2030.

5: Are there any former titles you’ve considered but discarded?

Nope. I have stuck by this joke concept and joke title since the start and it is my wip baby.

6: What’s the first line of your novel?

Really?

CRASH!

And here’s the next line of episode one, which is honestly not that much better:

A frickin' T-Rex BARRELS through the side of the hallway.

7: What’s a line of dialogue you’re particularly proud of?

Tetra in episode 2 in a rare moment of sentiment:

I have friends here. I belong. You've made your decision, fine, I've made mine. I'm staying. So I won't be getting rid of you that easily but just know that if you bring your fleet, we'll be prepared to fight like no other city you've ever seen. And maybe then you'll have to listen to me for once. [She winds up.] You know how to find me. [She PUNCHES]

8: Which line from the novel most represents it as a whole?

It’s simple but the last line of episode 1? 

[Marley:] If you can say that with a smile, you already belong here.

9: Who are your character(s) face claims?

I don’t have any face claims but I do have a single, sad, lonely voice claim: Jaidyn talks like Dane DeHaan.

10: Sort your characters into Hogwarts houses.

Tetra - Gryffindor Marley - 110% Slytherin, no questions asked John Smith - the Hufflyest Huffle to ever Puff Jaidyn - what’s like a reverse gryffindor? must be a Slytherin

11: Which character’s name do you like the most?

John Smith nah i’m fleshing out a character who comes in a little bit later atm and her name is Patina de la Torre.

12: Describe each character’s daily outfit.

Tetra �� periwinkle oversized fleecey jacket, lavender scarf, jean shorts, candy-colored high tops, sandy blonde bob wig

Marley - white top, black button up vest, red ribbon neck bow, umber and crimson plaid skirt, black stockings, black Mary Janes, red hair ribbon

Jaidyn - white hoodie, blue winter vest, khaki trousers, black boots

John Smith - grey polo with 2 white stripes, ripped jeans, scuffed white sneakers, backwards-facing black mesh cap

13: Do any characters have any distinctive birthmarks/scars?

Tetra has a living tattoo on her neck that always points home. Marley’s been marked by a demon. Somewhere down the line, someone sustains a scar from a life-threatening injury.

14: Which character most fits a character trope?

Everyone is a trope!! Tetra is the Naive Newcomer/Foreign Exchange Student. Marley is the Card Carrying Villain. Jaidyn is the Cosmic Plaything. John Smith is the Unfazed Everyman + something else that’s an episode 6 spoiler.

15: Which character is the best writer? Worst?

He’d be careful to never let you know but John Smith is by far the best writer. The worst writer is Jaidyn. He just can’t be bothered.

16: Which character is the best liar? Worst?

Marley is an expert liar. Tetra is a precious child and would never lie to you.

17: Which character swears the most? Least?

Marley swears the most. John Smith censors himself and never messes up, no matter how weird the substitute swear word is.

18: Which character has the best writing? Worst?

Tetra has very artsy, loopy, handwriting that’s easy on the eyes but John Smith could very easily learn to write even better than her if he ever decided that was a skill he needed. Marley’s handwriting borders on unreadable.

19: Which character is the most like you? Least like you?

I’m probably most like Tetra. We’re both just smol polite jelly beans who want everyone to be happy. But I relate to Marley on a spiritual level so there’s that. I’m least like Jaidyn. I could never bring myself to care so absolutely little about anything and everything.

20: Which character would you most like to be?

Marley. Because ruling the world is kind of the dream, isn’t it? But being John Smith wouldn’t be half bad either. It might not seem like it at first but he’s a certified badass.

I’m tagging: @eyelessfatdragon, @izzuniiwrites and @leskinggoddesskittycat

(and anyone else who wants to do it!!)

[bluejaywritesblog]

Update (and a question)

Ok, so I think I'm going to have to put "In Harm's Way" on hiatus until further notice... I just don't really have any ideas right now. I have ideas for later in the story... But not really for where it is now. I'm definitely going to try to come back to it eventually. But I don't want to give you all subpar material. ( I'm very sorry @egopocalypse )

However, I'm thinking about working on one of my /many/ others of my WIPs... (I know I still have your requests @huffle-puff-ego , and I'm going to get to them... But I don't have any ideas right now as to how to do them, but it will be a while, I'm very sorry...)

But I can't really decide between a few WIPs and/new stories in the works. So I'm posing the choice to you guys.

Options (already started):

Poor Ed

The Alex and Mabel miniseries

Options (new):

Google is a dick (self-explanatory)

A fanfic of a fanfic (I have permission from @evyptids to write a spin-off fanfic to their wonderful fanfic "Tied on a String")

A little bit of Ed fluff (for @huffle-puff-ego )

[amywritesthings]

WIP GAME

Thanks for the tag @iamskyereads

RULES: write the latest line from your wip and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don't reblog.

“Hey, did you get my — ho-ly shit, that chair did not give this outfit justice.” Dieter rips the glasses from his face, smile slacking as his eyes roam shamelessly down the front of you. 

No pressure tags: @againstacecilia @starlightdjarin @huffle-pissed @jemka-writes-sometimes @the-fic-baker