#i have so many WIPs I'm not working on

[artaxlivs]

"What is it?" Eddie asks, dipping down to brush the tip of his nose against Steve's bicep.

"No," Steve shakes his head, hides his face between his shoulder and his pillow, "you'll laugh."

"I always laugh, Harrington." Eddie grins, bites the meat of Steve's arm playfully, "Bullying you is how I express my love."

Steve snorts out a laugh, rolls himself halfway up and yanks Eddie in to tuck under his chin before curling around him. "You must really love me."

Eddie noses along his jaw, kisses the underside, sticks out his tongue and licks it, "I really do." And he does. Obsessively. Who wouldn't? Steve is...perfect. But real, too. Sweet and kind. A little bitchy. Kind of an air head. Great ass. Hands that can make Eddie hard from across a room. And that side smile? Fuck. Yeah, he really does.

"Tell me," Eddie demands, pushing Steve over onto his back and grappling his hands until he's holding them down on the pillows next to Steve's head.

Steve's pupils dilate, his breath catches but he wrestles Eddie back over onto his back, flipping their positions again, "If you tempt me with that sweet ass of yours, Eds, I won't tell you." Then he sort of growls, dipping down to nibble up the column of Eddie's throat, pressing his hands into the pillows, tangling their fingers together as he slides his legs down and presses his hips into Eddie's.

Groaning and arching up into it, Eddie moans, "You're being distracting on purpose!"

Leaving a trail of wet lip prints, Steve kisses down Eddie's chest, whispers, "Am I?" into the warm skin there. Sinks his teeth in gently, makes Eddie pull a breath in sharp between his teeth as he writhes under Steve.

"Steeeve." Eddie whines. Then he almost gets the wind knocked out of him as Steve clamors up and flops down flat on his chest like damn golden retriever.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you." Steve says, biting his own lip and looking down into Eddie's eyes. He's nervous so Eddie doesn't poke fun again, just waits, runs his hands up and down Steve's naked sides and along the waistband of his sweats. "I want to ...I want to go to college," He finally gets out, setting his jaw, determined. "I want to be a teacher."

Eddie smiles, big and bright because he's so proud that this is his guy, this is his person. This man who loves to help people. Who loves to protect them and make sure they feel loved. It's the perfect career choice. How did Eddie get so lucky?

He knows, though, that Steve doesn't do great with praise or adoration. That it makes him uncomfortable. That he needs to be teased, needs to fade into the background, be unassuming and unobserved. Unlike Eddie who kicks lunches off tables and proclaims himself a freak. So instead of gushing about what a great teacher Steve's gonna make, Eddie teases, "Do I get to call you Mr. Harrington during sex? Will this lead to sexy roleplay?"

Sighing, Steve rests his forehead on Eddie's like he's not totally turned on even though they can both feel just how much of a lie that is, "If, by sexy roleplay, you mean am I gonna make you write lines while I jerk off without you - then yes."

Eddie makes a strangled noise in his throat because, yeah, he's actually super into that, Mr. Harrington.

[ptr-sqloint]

lab grown angel wip

[youchangedmedestiel]

Friend: What are you doing right now?

Me: I have a lot of projects.

Friend: Oh so cool, what are those? New job, new business, new home, new relationship?

Me: Ok, I have a lot of SPN/Destiel projects.

[cicadatree]

loyola swamp

[ruushes]

tav time tav time their name is lux and their interests include lying, hoarding jewelry inside a hollowed-out book, and walking into traps

[hephaestiions]

day 21 of @hprecfest — a fic rated M | previous recs

author rec! more importantly: tacky rec! evocative, poignant & mature (heh), @tackytigerfic's works are charmed slices of aching life. tacky has a gift for making a meal out of the mundane: their style is imbued with the hush of a glade, something quiet that burrows under your skin and expands there. writing about magic lends itself to the excitement of outlandish predicaments— fuck or die marriage bonds, werewolves, time travel— but i love how tacky takes these improbabilities as opportunities to explore the vulnerable and common humanity that fuels love, friendship, desire, grief. i'd take a chance on tacky's spin on every ship, every trope & every circumstance, purely because i'm convinced they'd take as good care of me as a reader as they do their brilliant, complicated, messy characters.

i chose tacky's M-rated works because i think they best demonstrate how narrative pleasure can, and often does, lie outside the graphic. for an action-oriented, fast-paced reader like me, fics that hold my attention through careful tension & hard-earned payoff are especially enthralling. everything tacky writes, regardless of rating, is glorious & an instant recommendation, but when i think of especially fascinating work with a rating that doesn't usually hold space in my preferences, it's these:

between the power lines (M, 3.2k)

For Harry Potter, all roads eventually lead to Draco Malfoy.

an elaboration & attestation to my personal maxim: to fall in or out of love with someone, take a trip with them. glory be that these two do, glory be that it's the former. this fic stretches and softens with every word, like resin in the sun.

the long fall (M, 3.6k)

It's supposed to be a simple house renovation, and maybe it's just the paint fumes, but Harry is feeling dizzy around Draco Malfoy. And what's the real meaning of family, anyway?

vignettes from a life & love that glow hotter with every change. every word exchanged carries the weight of so much history, care & consideration. the dynamic is sweet & achy, a take on new parenthood that leans entirely into the uncertainty & joy of changing realities.

last offices (M, 6.7k) (mcd)

It didn't seem fair that Malfoy was dead, and Harry was supposed to just keep on living without him.

i reread everything before reccing, but i couldn't bring myself to reread this one because of the sharp, acute devastation of it. pain, regret, grief, dialled up to the extreme and done shatteringly well. the non-linearity of this fic is especially cruel; the heartbreak is never allowed to settle. 100% recommended!

our little life (M, 7.2k)

Sometimes Harry dreams. Only they're not really dreams at all, and Malfoy is always in them. It's time travel, but not as we know it, and Harry just needs a good night's sleep.

entire lives woven into snippets of togetherness, the call of something distant yet inevitable. harry dreams of universes with draco, which is to say, harry dreams of universes where he's loved. also includes the absolutely stellar line: Harry wondered if there was any possible universe in which Malfoy wasn’t an absolute dick about his dad.

take the moon (M, 15k)

Harry Potter has always wanted a family of his own, and when a deadly blood curse forces him into a marriage bond with his best friend Draco Malfoy, it looks like he might just have found one. This isn't the story of the marriage. This is the story of two hurt and damaged men who learned how hard they could work for the sake of love.

two men who don't quite know how to allow what they want fully into their lives, a slow crunch of yearning, the even heat of a dynamic that holds itself away from the brink, brilliantly satisfying when they give into the fall.

in conclusion: a stellar author with a flair for the understated whose works call to be savoured. as always, if you love them (it's tacky, who doesn't?), let me know!

[polux-aka-hyakunana]

Cooking my own food between projects

check my previous post tags for context lol

[sparxyv]

taking advantage of the fact that mousey has long hair bc i LOVE drawing hair 🙏🙏

+ timelapse just for fun 💜

my timelapses always show that i have NO idea what i'm doing 😭😭

[keri-mcberry]

Tag nine people you want to get to know better!

Thank you @sparxyv , @noelles-legacy , and @ccelicaa for the tags! It was fun getting to know more about you all on your posts, and it makes me happy that you thought of me 🫣

LAST SONG - I2I by Tevin Campbell from A Goofy Movie (my favorite movie of all time btw 💕)

FAVORITE COLOR - Sky Blue ☁️💙

CURRENTLY WATCHING - I mostly just watch YouTube haha! Right now, I'm watching the Baldur's Gate 3 cast play D&D ✨

LAST MOVIE - A Goofy Movie, which explains the song choice 🤭 My husband and I had a movie night with burgers and hot wings 😩👌

SWEET/SPICY/SAVORY - Spicy 💯!! Although, I've been craving all things sweet, spicy, and savory lately 🍨🌶️🍔

RELATIONSHIP STATUS - Married 💞 My husband is the Slytherin to my Hufflepuff 💚💛 (as sappy as that sounds 😭) I'm his emotional support, while he inspires me to pursue things I initially thought were out of my reach. He has been incredible and supportive throughout this entire pregnancy, and I honestly have no idea how I'd get by without him 🥹

CURRENT OBSESSION - Hogwarts Legacy of course lmao... but also Animal Crossing New Horizons! My grandma and I have been obsessed ever since it released in 2020. She has over 4,000 hours on it 💀 Recently, I picked it back up and restarted my island. So that would explain my absence from HL content (sorry!) because I really want to impress her next time I see her LOL 😂

LAST THING YOU GOOGLED - "How to make CoCo Ichibanya Curry" because I'm craving it terribly, and I don't live in Japan anymore 💔

When I logged on this morning, I saw so many of these on my dash. So I lost track of who all has already done it 😅

@betheckart @syaolaurant @moonstruckmoony @ethniee @wrongcog @myokk @diana-bluewolf @faustinio27 @girl-named-matty

Even if you already did one or not feeling it, just know that I'm thinking of you! 🫶 I originally had a lot more than 9 people tagged and had to shorten it 😂 If anyone else would like to participate, then consider yourself TAGGED 🫵

[royalnavyart]

Ahhhhhhh sketch of the cover image finally done!!

Only 50 more panels to go ... \(Ｔ▽Ｔ)/

Also I have no idea how Uhtred's sword is stuck to his back. I've stared at too many pictures trying to figure it out - I think it's hooked on or something? As it doesn't seem to be connected by any straps. (,,-`_●-)

[2024-12-21] Update: oh my god I just found a reference photo of Uhtred’s back and I drew his armour completely incorrectly also I solved the mystery of how his sword is attached so um … I’m just going to sneakily update the picture lmao.

[char-lie-spirals]

Hello my dear followers, I am trying to pump out as much writing as humanly possible right now because i finally found the motivation, but I'm already a bit lost as to what to work on so! You get to help me decide!

*feel free to name a fear for the last option however you see fit - comments, reblogs, asks, DMs, so on. Even if you don't pick that option, you can share your thoughts, still!

I'm also open to other ideas, so long as they include my favorite guy :]

Also woagh they added 3 day long polls?? I have. not made a poll in ages

[wolfsbanesparks]

WIP game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

Thank you @zorilleerrant for the tag!

My word is JUICE

J: Just when he thought things couldn’t get any weirder, Batman clapped him on the shoulder, squeezing tight in what was probably a friendly gesture and said, “You really are an amazing father.” (from my fic for the DCUfans4palestine event about Billy as Cap pretending to be the father of the entire Shazamily)

U: “Ugh, boys can be really dense sometimes, do you know that?” Mimi huffed. (from my Digimon fanfic for FTH exploring aromanticism, asexuality, and friendship in the wake of a onesided crush)

I: It wasn't until glass was flying through the air, accompanied by screams from the gala attendees, that Bruce realized what it was that made the Bromfields catch his attention--they reminded him of his parents. (From my FTH story about the Marvel family going to Gotham)

C: Candles, flowers, and other small offerings were placed at the foot of statues of him that had been erected throughout the city, like offerings at the altars of a beloved god. (from a future chapter of Pretty Little Thing)

E: Even if his body had been free from its bonds, there were still enough drugs in his system that he had no faith in his ability to run. (also from a future chapter of Pretty Little Thing)

This was so fun! and I got to showcase all of the WIPs I'm so excited about!

Tags: @cerealboxlore, @penny-anna, @puppetwoman17, @wildglitch and really anyone who sees this and wants to join in! Tag me so I can see all the awesome WIPs you have!

I'm giving y'all the word: LIGHT

[spacebubblehomebase]

Without colors or context, this simple and stupid comic of mine feels so, so tense; It's ominous. The difference from the tone of my last doodle is low-key hilarious though. But please, *insert ace joke here* cause I swear this is nothing serious. I don't even know why I gave in so much effort or show ya'll my progress before finishing, yet here we are. -Bubbly💙

[knifebaby3000]

fear fun fear love

[missrosegold]

Okay okay okay so I know I tentatively put out the idea of MMA fighter!Dabi/Touya, BUT -- what about Cyberpunk!Dabi??

Think about it: the LOV is still a terrorist organization, but with cybernetic enhancements - most of them are damn near on the verge of going Cyberpsycho as it is with how much chrome they're packing.

Their fire fights with the NCPD/Militech and Arasaka are legendary and brutal; no one leaves unscathed, and even the rest of the gangs that terrorize Night City give them a wide birth - least they get pulled into a turf war with them.

Poor little you is just trying to get home after a particularly long day at your job (your hours are shit and the pay is arguably worse), and you find yourself running for cover as a gang fight breaks out between the LOV and Maelstrom.

One thing leads to another, and suddenly you find yourself looking up at a white haired man - more chrome then flesh - learing down at you with a grin so terrifying, you almost think he's gone full psycho, had hd not made any move to snap your neck.

Giving him a quick scan, you can see that he has a cybernetic arm that spits out blue hell fire, and mechanically enhanced eyes so insanely blue it's a new shade to you completely, amoung a plethora of other enhancements that make you question how he isn't a fully fledged Cyberpsycho.

You know who he is, everybody in Night City knows of the white haired pyromaniac with specialty fire resistant implants, and of how dangerous he is.

It's Dabi from the LOV. You're in trouble now.

[lollitree]

tagged by @cyber-phobia

Rules: Make a 24 hour poll with the names of your WIPs, let it run, then write one sentence work for 10 minutes for every vote the winner receives.

No high pressure tags @moonpaw