#ray's taxi wip

[filet-o-feelings]

I want more of Rays' Taxi service and that isn't even on the list! Please and thank you!

It wasn't on the list because I had zero motivation to work on it lol, but for you, Meesh, I have opened the doc and made an attempt at progress. Google docs keeps signing me out while I'm in the middle of typing, though, so it's only a few short paragraphs. Here's one:

“Whatever you want to listen to, David. I know traditionally the driver gets to pick the music, but in this case I suppose you are paying for your time in this car so I’ll let you have it. I’m sure you have excellent taste.

Send me a symbol and I will write 5 sentences for the corresponding wip and share at least 1.

[gatherinthebonegarden]

Tags are a work in progress…

(and so is this pinned post)

aardwolf bones. alpaca bones. anatomy. anteater bones. antlers. articulation. auk bones

baculum. badger bones. bear bones. beauchêne. beaver bones. bee. library. bird bones. bison bones. butterfly

camel bones. cat bones. cicada. coffin bone. collection. comparison. conjoined. cougar bones. cow bones. coyote bones. cryptotaxidermy.

dead. deer bones. diaphonization. dinosaur bones. dissection. dog bones. duck bones

feathers. fish bones. fisher bones. fossil. fox bones. frog bones

gila monster bones. giraffe bones. goat bones. goose bones

hamster bones. hare bones. heart. hedgehog bones. hippopotamus bones. hog bones. horse bones. human bones. hyena bonesjackal bones

ivory

jackalope

lion bones (see cat bones). lizard bones. luna moth.

made of bone. marmot bones. mink bones. model. moose bones. moth. mouse bones. mummified. museum. mustelid.

narwhal bones.

otter bones. opossum bones. orca bones. owl bones. oxidation. oxidization.

pelt. pet. pet memorial. pigeon bones. platypus bones. porcupine bones. porpoise bones.

rabbit bones. raccoon bones. rat bones. remains. replica. rhinoceros bones. roadkill. rodent bones. rug.

scientific illustration. seahorse bones. seal bones. shed. sheep bones. shrew bones. skeleton. skull. skunk bones. soft mount. squirrel bones.

tanning. tarantula. taxi. teeth. thylacine bones. toad bones. tortoise bones. turtle bones. two headed. vole bones.

weasel bones. wet specimen. whale bones. wolf bones. wolverine bones.

x-ray.

*as a wip, there are are a lot of tags i haven’t entered here yet. try the animal name of your choice and add “bones”.

*there are a lots of place names and dates in the tags. try a year, a country, a city, a museum.

*there is no ai on this blog. any misinformation (for example, misidentified bones or artistic interpretations of animals in antique bestiaries) are the mistakes of humans, not machines.

*out of respect, the original tw/cw of op’s are in the tags. but please be aware, they are not my tagging system. if you wish to filter sensitive material on this blog, the tags to filter are “dead” and “remains”. i don’t post images that i perceive as gore for the sake of gore, but you and i may perceive these things differently.

*i do not support the sale or purchase of human or bat bones or parts. this blog does include museum/memorial/medical/historical/educational/antique/etc (human) and museum/antique/second hand/etc (bat) images. to filter this content use the tags “human” “human bones” “bat” “bat bones”

[apollo-likes-writing]

Taxi!

Character(s): Reader Insert, Lex Luthor, Poison Ivy/Pamela Isley, Harley Quinn/Harleen Quinnzel, Zoom/Hunter Zolomon, Mr Mxyzptlk, Joker, Nightwing/Dick Grayson, The Flash/Barry Allen, Red Robin/Tim Drake, Green Lantern/Hal Jordan, Scarecrow/Jonathan Crane, Reverse Flash/Eobard Thawne, The Riddler/Edward Nighma, Red Hood/Jason Todd, Batman/Bruce Wayne, Wonder Woman/Diana Prince, Superman/Clark Kent, Darkseid (mentioned)

Summary: You applied for a job as a taxi-driver and somehow managed to get it. A lot of very interesting people now enlist your services.

Word count: 1580

Tags: Comedy, chaos, mentions/inferences of explosives and illegal acts such as murder, decapitation (written with comedy in mind)

Authors Note: Me? Finishing a WIP? You must have the wrong person.

Your job was an interesting one.

It wasn't bad, persay. It payed the bills and kept you off the streets. However, if you told yourself a few months ago that you'd be driving some of the most infamous people on the planet around in your tiny yellow taxi every day, you would've laughed and thrown yourself into a psych ward.

Yet here you are, stationed around Central City, Metropolis and Gotham. As you've recently realised, the people who hire your services are quite the colourful bunch, which has led to some- ahem- interesting conversations...

--

"Ah, Y/N! How are you on this fine evening?"

"Wonderful as always, Mr Luthor. How was your day?" you reply, looking at the billionaire through your rear-view mirror.

"Productive," he answers, "My engineering team are in the process of creating a shield strong enough to stop the Sun's rays from reaching the Earth's surface!"

"How interesting! May I ask what it's for?" you question.

"No, you may not."

--

"--And they don't use petrol or diesel? Are you sure?" Ivy asks, fidgeting with her fingers nervously.

"Yep!" Harley replies, "It's a completely electric taxi to help the environment."

"Alright then." Ivy appears to relax a little. She turns to the road as you slow your car to a stop in front of the two women.

"There's my favourite taxi driver! How'ya doin', sweetheart?" Harley asks, leaning through the window to give you a kiss on the cheek.

"Better now you're here, Harley. Where am I taking you lovely ladies?"

"You flatter us," Ivy smiles as she gets in the car and fastens her seat belt, "Ace Chemicals, please."

You shoot her a thumbs up. "Got it."

"I'd be careful if I were you, kid. I heard that the Big Bad Bat is out tonight." Harley warns.

"Not to worry, Harls. I was born a Gothamite. I know how to hide in the shadows just as much as he does."

Shortly after your shift that night, you open your door at the sound of the doorbell ringing to see a beautiful bouquet of pink roses. Attached to it is a small paper label saying: "Thanks for your help sweetheart, much appreciated. - Ivy." Needless to say, the questions your nosy neighbours keep asking you steadily become more and more difficult to answer.

--

"But- you're a speedster? Why do you need me to drive you around Central City when you could jog and be there in seconds?" you ask, turning on your indicator as you drive around a corner.

"Don't worry about it," replies the voice modulator in Zoom's mask.

"Alright-."

--

"Good morning Mr Mit- Mxia- Mr spitlik- Mr Mixiaspitlik."

Mr Mxyzptlk sighs. "Close enough."

--

"So how come you're taking a taxi? Don't you have a clown car?" you question, turning in your seat to face the pale passenger in the back of your taxi.

"WayneTech promised me an electric car by this year, but I still haven't gotten it even though I've put a deposit down! Can you believe it?"

"How horrible!" you reply nervously. You turn to face the steering wheel again while debating whether you should open your door and make a run for it.

"I know, right?"

There's a very long, awkward pause before you speak up.

"So- the explosives in my trunk- are they-?"

"Don't ask about that," he interrupts, pressing a forefinger to his lips, "It'll ruin Batman's surprise!"

"Okay-."

----

It got to the point where your clients would ask for you specifically, so the company you worked for simply gave you a free phone and gave everyone the number. Soon enough, the resident superheroes and vigilantes caught wind of your work and decided to utilise your services themselves.

----

"Hey Y/N! How's business?"

"There's never a dull moment, Nightwing, I'll tell you that."

"Good to hear...good to hear." The black and blue vigilante pauses and scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. "Hey, could you let a man catch a ride to the docks?"

"Why can't you get there yourself?" you ask, leaning out the driver-side window.

"I- uh- I broke my grapple hook."

You gasp. "Ohhh shit. The Bat isn't going to take that well."

"Trust me, I know." Nightwing replies, groaning.

"Fine, but I'm charging you 15% extra because you didn't call in advance. I'm a busy person, you know."

"What?" he exclaims, "That's daylight robbery!"

"It's 3am, Batboy. Cough up or I'll make it 20."

--

"Hey Y/N!"

"What's with all the Speedsters needing taxis? Couldn't you just get there yourself?"

"A man needs his rest, right?" The Flash replies, shooting you a toothy grin.

"That doesn't even make any- y'know what? I shouldn't of asked."

--

"You too?" you begin, "What, did you break your grapple hook as well?"

"What?" Red Robin questions, "No. Red Hood and Robin are annoying me and you're the only one they like enough to leave alone."

"They like me🥹?"

"We all do. You're surprised?" he responds, raising a brow.

"That's so sweet, oh my goodness."

"Wait- who broke their grapple hook?" Tim asks, looking at you quizzically. At that, you slap your hand over your mouth and instead speak through your fingers.

"No comment."

--

"Run out of juice again, Lantern?"

"Okay- this time it wasn't my fault," Hal replies, slamming the door of your taxi shut.

"Keep telling yourself that buddy."

----

There have been many awkward occasions where your services have been double-booked, which has led to some, uh- peculiar interactions to say the least.

----

"Oh yes, of course! If you oxidise the Kryptonite and make a compound of it with my fear gas, it would probably work on a Kryptonian," Crane waffles.

"Wonderful!" Luthor replies, clapping his hands together. "How much?"

"I beg your pardon?" the psychologist asks.

"How much money do you want for you to synthesise such a concoction?"

"With all due respect, Mr Luthor," you pipe up, "If you continue this conversation while I'm here, I may be arrested."

"How come?"

"Guilt by association."

--

"But you're a Speedster, right? How come you're-?"

"Don't bother asking him. They never give you a straight answer."

Thawne grins, "At least someone here has half a brain."

"How dare you!" the Riddler gasps, "I'll have you know I'm the smartest rogue in all of Gotham. You tell 'em, Y/N!"

"..."

"They seem to disagree," the speedster chuckles.

"What? Oh c'mon! Who do you think is the smartest rogue in Gotham then?"

"Poison Ivy," you reply immediately.

--

"Y'know, I should probably throw you in Arkham."

"Now where's the fun in that, Hood? Besides, I ain't doin' nothin' wrong!"

"You're covered in blood that isn't your own and holding a decapitated head."

"He was in the car when I got here!"

You whip around in your seat. "Harley, if you get blood on my seats I swear to God-."

----

And this is all fine and dandy until you catch the attention of three of arguably the most famous superheroes known to mankind, and they're not here to ask you to take them on holiday.

"You are under arrest under suspicion of harbouring dangerous criminals," Wonder Woman begins, towering above your tiny taxi. "Anything you say or do will be held against you in a court of-"

"Harbouring criminals?" you interrupt, "Since when?"

"I strongly suggest you don't play dumb now. This is a serious offense and unless you want to be thrown in Blackgate you need to listen to us." Batman states, staring menacingly at you with his arms crossed.

"I am listening to you, Batman, you aren't listening to me."

Superman attempts to mediate the situation. "Well then, what do you have to say for yourself?"

"You are aware that members of your Justice League have been using my services, right?" you question, raising an eyebrow.

"What?"

"You heard me--" you continue before turning to the Caped Cruisader, "--And your own children have also been enlisting my help from time to time."

"Preposterous," Batman scoffs.

"Is it? Nightwing has me on speed dial if you want me to prove it to you."

"..."

"That's what I thought."

"This doesn't excuse the fact that you are harbouring criminals," Diana states.

"Criminals? What criminals?"

Superman sighs. "The records at your agency show that you have been helping people such as Poison Ivy, Lex Luthor, Scarecrow, Reverse Flash, and other criminals."

You wave your hand at the trio dismissively. " The only name I recognise from that list is Lex Luthor, and he has not been trialed for any crimes that I know of."

"He has been charged for multiple crimes in the past. Do you not realise this?" Clark replies, his eye beginning to twitch slightly.

"Supes, I am a taxi driver working at minimum wage. Do you really think I can afford a TV?"

"You have a phone, do you not?" Batman asks.

"Yeah, with a whole 16 megabytes of storage on it," you respond, voice dripping with sarcasm.

And with that, they leave you be. Superman and Wonderwoman shoot into the air and Batman follows suit with his grapple hook. You let out a breath you didn't realise you were holding and lean into the driver's seat. You stay there for a few minutes, contemplating what to have for breakfast tomorrow before your phone starts ringing once again. You smile as you read the name on your screen before quickly swiping the screen to answer it.

"Darkseid! How can I help?"

Masterlist

[jatp-spinsb]

Fic writer questions: 20, 23, and 32!

20. What's your favorite part about the fanfiction writing process?

Posting! I love getting my fics to a point where I feel confident sharing them and then seeing people's responses.

23. What's your absolute favorite trope to write?

I answered this one previously, but what the hell, I'll give another answer. Allow me to absolutely expose myself and say that I love writing omegaverse AUs. So much angst potential, so much fluff potential. It lends itself so well to found family and hurt/comfort, both of which are my jam.

32. Copy and paste your top three favorite lines/jokes/sentences you've ever written. What fics do they come from?

I have. SO MANY WIPS. It's going to be impossible for me to find three lines that are literally my favorites of all time, so I'll just stick with three that I really like.

This is from "A Humble Abode," my longest fic on AO3. It's a Sanders Sides fic. I was going to stick with JATP since this is my JATP blog, but I love this line so much, I had to include it.

"Patton tapped Virgil on the cheek, and Virgil turned his head. “What’cha thinking about?” Patton asked.

Virgil smiled. “I’m home.”"

This is how the fic ends. The reason I love it so much is because one of the major conflicts of the fic is Virgil struggling to feel like he belongs anywhere, so for him to feel like he's home is a big deal. It's my favorite ending I've ever written.

The next one is from "I ain't saying that you need my help (but you don't have to do it all by yourself)," which is a compilation of hurt/comfort prompt fills, some of which are already on AO3. The premise of the quote is that, post-canon, Reggie discovers that Ray can see him and talk to him, so he starts lying his ass off about where he's from and what he's doing there.

"“How did she get you here from the airport?”

“Taxi?” They still had taxis in 2020, right?

Ray’s eyebrows pulled together. “You mean Uber?”

“What’s Uber?”

“You don’t know what Uber is?”

Was he supposed to know what Uber was? Reggie was well and truly panicking now. “We don’t have Uber in Canada.”"

I love "We don't have Uber in Canada," even though it takes a boatload of context to understand.

Finally, we have a line from my current favorite WIP, "Family Dinners." Picture if you will: Ray, alone in his bathroom, freaking out because it's been years since Rose died, and he's finally fallen in love with someone else.

"“Lo siento, mi amor,” he muttered, water dripping from his face and guilt dripping from his soul."

God, I love that line.

[katytheinspiredworkaholic]

WIP Wednesday

Correspondence (Official Title)

Summary/Story So Far: HotchReid, slow burn, AU where Reid never joined the FBI, but got roped into consulting for the LA field office while working and teaching at CalTech. Hotch gets an email from a fellow agent, and they start to work on cases together - until they start talking on a regular basis. Regular becomes frequent, frequent becomes constant. 

Once they start dating, their relationship proceeds in waves of escalation and long stretches of amorous bliss. Where every major milestone (shifting from texting, to talking on the phone, to video chats that occur more and more often) has been taken right out of their hands, forced under dire, case-related circumstances. So they decide to make certain they can claim the final one for themselves, and -finally- begin to make plans on meeting... in person.

Official Posting Date: 04/03/2021

Masterpost

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (NSFW) (Part 5) (Part 6)

(Set in season 6-8, unbeta'd, still first draft)

((This is the chapter I'm currently writing, so it's half notes and half snippet, but it's one of my favorite scenes -- and the snippet is a tiny bit NSFW only in that its post-coital so they are sans clothes))

(So ironically my final 'snippet' still only happens at most 2/3 of the way through the fic. But Hotch and Spencer have been virtually dating for a long time by now. So long that they interchange phone calls and texts and video calls as if they've never known anything else. (I'm talking like going on a year by this point) But they can never seem to grasp that perfect moment where they get to meet. Always ships passing in the night.

One such instance, is when Hotch is on a case somewhere in Texas, and Spencer has been asked fill in last minute as a guest lecturer. In Georgetown. The first time ever that he will have been in D.C. since he’s met Hotch, and the man is on a case that has no end in sight. So they miss each other, again, ships in the fucking night.

But Spencer hadn’t been too excited about the trip anyway -- he hates hotels, complains that it's so overstimulating with the noise and the rough sheets and he really doesn’t want to go, and the department is twisting his arm on the subject. 

So as he relays all this in one of their nightly phone calls, Hotch interrupts him and tells him to just... stay at his place. While he's not there. There's food in the fridge, a much comfier bed, his neighbors aren't noisy and he's near Georgetown, and there's shelves of books in his office just collecting dust. There's no possible way he will get to finish the case before Spencer leaves, but he tells him to just... stay there. Sleep in his bed. Live in his space. And Spencer does. 

And he is so surrounded by Hotch without ever having met him and I realized I'm just... introducing them to each other sense by sense, and this one can be the sense of smell because Spencer will sleep in his bed and steal his sweaters and learn his way around Aaron's home and feel like he's there. Just out of reach.

It’s this same phone call that they finally make plans to have Spencer fly out when the BAU has a black week, because they are not letting another case take something as monumental as that away from them.)

((They will also totally have video call sex with Spencer spread out on Hotch’s bed.))

-

Aaron is obsessed with the way Spencer looks against the wrecked tangle of his bedsheets, loves the shape of him there as they look at each other through the video call after and keep it all going. Like pillow talk. 

“I wish I was there.”

“I wish you were, too,” Spencer will sigh, eyes slipped closed and breath heavy as he’s still spent from their activities. He will hum slightly, all flushed skin and the parts Aaron has never seen just out of view of the camera angle. His breath catching at just how… gorgeous Spencer is, and it steals his heart all over again. “Five weeks, two days, thirteen hours, five minutes, forty-eight seconds.”

Aaron smiles slow and bemused, already doing the math in his own head. 

“Is that when you land?” 

“No,” Spencer smiles lazily, still on his side with his curls mussed against the sheets and Aaron’s pillows and it seizes his heart tight. “Calculating airtime, taxi on the runway, how fast I can walk and if I remember the layout of the airport correctly -- which I do --” Aaron laughs at his tone and Spencer grins back and it’s like the first rays of the sun. Warm and light and golden bright. “And if… you meet me at the baggage claim. Then, it’s the exact amount of time until I’m kissing you in the airport.” 

(tbc...)

[seductresses-temple]

Holding On

I know I’m late but I had a wicked migraine last night. Yesterday was @quicksilvermaid’s birthday and I wanted to write something for them because they have been such a good friend these past few months letting me talk their ear off about Drarry shit and all my WIPs. So, this one is for you, hunny! I hope you like it and I hope you had a fantastic birthday!

________________________________________

Harry swirled his scotch around in his glass, watching the amber liquid slosh up the sides. It was some Muggle brand he was unfamiliar with that tasted like shite; but he felt like shite so what did it matter? He took a long swig of it, wincing at the taste, the burn, but relishing in it all the same. It seemed to be the only thing able to cut through the heavy, wet, suffocating blanket consuming him more and more as the seconds ticked past.

“I thought I’d find you here,” Harry felt slender arms wrap around his waist and a pointy chin on his shoulder. He leaned back against Draco a little but said nothing otherwise.

“Love, come home,” Draco was pleading with him. Maybe if Harry were sober he’d make a joke about how Malfoys didn’t beg or plead or do anything other than force people into giving them what they wanted. Harry, however, was positively off his arse.

“This is no way to spend your birthday, love. Please, come home, I’m officially begging you to come home, Harry.” As if to get the point across, Draco spun Harry around slowly and the sight Harry was met with made his stomach clench. Draco’s face was red and splotchy, his grey eyes dark and dull, the whites of his eyes bloodshot. He’d been crying. Outside of his nightmares, Harry couldn’t think of the last time he’d seen Draco cry.

“Shite,” Harry whispered, pulling Draco into his arms more tightly than he meant to and inhaling a deep whiff of citrus.

“Come home, Harry,” Draco repeated, mumbling into Harry’s thick mass of raven hair. His bony fingers were clutches tightly to the back of Harry’s jacket.

“Okay,” Harry said simply, a small beam of consciousness trying to worm its way through the alcohol. He hated seeing Draco cry. Draco didn’t cry and it broke some special piece of him to know Draco had been crying over him. Draco was crying because he was hurting and it made him appreciate his boyfriend all the more.

“Take me home, love,” he whispered against Draco’s neck, letting the citrus smell that was uniquely Draco flood his senses and give him something to latch onto, something to keep him in the present.

Nodding, Draco pulled back and stood alert as Harry wobbled to his feet. Once he was standing, Draco snaked an arm around Harry’s waist and led him outside, They caught a taxi home. Neither one of them spoke in the stillness of the car, both of them preferring to listen to the cabbie ramble as they both made noncommittal noises to keep him talking. Once they arrived home, Draco led Harry to their bedroom and tenderly helped him into bed, smiling sadly at him.

“I’m an arse,” Harry mumbled face down into his pillow. “You just wanted to do something nice for my birthday and I had to go running…” he sighed, flopping around like a carp out of water until he was lying on his back, gazing up at Draco.

“It’s alright, love,” Draco brushed a few strands of hair away from his lover’s face, smiling that odd little half smile he did when Harry knew things were far from ‘alright.’

“I prolly scared you half to dea-“ Harry froze, clamping his mouth shut.

“Shh,” Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry’s forehead “let’s go to bed, love. We can talk in the morning. Everything will be a little bit better in the morning.”

Harry nodded, opening his arms and trying to suppress tears when Draco fell into him so readily, so effortlessly. They both fell into a hard, deep sleep, with Harry clutching to Draco like a life preserver.

Neither of them had anticipated just how badly Harry’s 21st birthday would go. He was officially the same age as when his parents died and it filled him with so many emotions that he felt as though he’d drown in them. Harry didn’t know what he would have done if Draco hadn’t found him, talked sense into him, brought him home. Some days, Harry didn’t know what he would do without Draco, period. He truly was his life preserver some days, keeping him afloat in the maelstrom of emotions and regrets and nightmares that bombarded him even years after the war. He’d lost so many. He’d done so many many things wrong he wished he could change. But he couldn’t change the past. It was something his Mind Healer kept stressing. Harry could only affect the present and that meant holding onto Draco tightly in all the moments he wanted to push him away. Affecting the future meant learning he was worthy of all the love Draco had to give him. Harry wanted to savor it.

So he held on. He held on for the entire night until the first rays of light touched their faces. And when he woke up, he told Draco just how much he loved him. Again, and again, and again...because love, is the greatest weapon against anything.

[filet-o-feelings]

Okay! I'm not sure if this will work or not, but I'm going to make an effort to do some writing. I'm fairly certain my stubborn brain is refusing to work on any of them because I want to work on them all equally, so maybe I can get a nudge in the right direction?

If you want to know any more about the options, just ask!

[filet-o-feelings]

Writing Poll Tag Game

Rules: Make a 24 hour poll with the names of your WIPs and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets.

Thanks for the tags @jesuisici33 @mammameesh @demora00 and @mallpretzles

@statueinthestone @treluna4 @jamilas-pen @a-noble-dragon @carolrain @flowertrigger @beaiola @alienajackson @stereopticons @rmd-writes @rosedavid @lizzie-bennetdarcy @smallumbrella369 @smblmn @ramonaflow @wordthieve @hippolotamus

[filet-o-feelings]

wip tag game

Thanks for the tags @hippolotamus and @stereopticons 💜

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

Okay, I don't think anything has changed since the last time I played because I haven't written much of anything in months. My docs are also a mess. Maybe this will get me motivated to write again. I'm hoping a week off and a change of setting will do me some good later this month (and a cat to hang out with while I write- maybe that's what's missing?) I'm leaving a few out that have been in my docs for at least a year and still have almost nothing written, I'm not giving up on them, but they likely won't go anywhere...

tumblr (mumblr) au

build-a-fic

luxury road trip fic

candy factory tour

missing you (twylexis)

migraine magical realism

Ray's taxi service

david has magical powers!

Rescue Mission sequel

basement ghost singing

devil!patrick pt 2

simpler times

Tagging @tyfinn @statueinthestonetoo @treluna4 @lemonlyman-dotcom @beaiola @vanillahigh00 @ramonaflow @obsessedwithdavrick @a-noble-dragon @wearpersistencewell @queenmabcreates @carolrain

[filet-o-feelings]

Wip Word Search

Thanks for the tag @hippolotamus and @jesuisici33 🥰

RULES: use this generator to generate three random words (or however many you'd like to do) and share the lines where they show up in your WIPs

my words were: pull, ride, and find (I'll admit I had to generate new words several times to find anything that was in any of my wips)

pull, from build-a-fic:

David pulls into the parking lot of the saddest looking motel he’s witnessed in the last decade at least. It’s not ideal, but his options never are. He needs to stay under the radar, and seedy motels are a great place to do just that. Nobody pays attention to a guy that lives at a motel for a few months or even a year or two before moving on, especially in a small town.

ride, from Ray's Taxi Service:

“Well, it’s just that the person requesting the ride, well, he’s a bit… much,” Ray replies, giving Patrick pause. Ray was the definition of a bit much so if he is saying that, well, Patrick can’t be faulted for having concerns about being stuck in a vehicle with somebody Ray Butani considers to be a lot for upwards of eight hours.

find, from build-a-fic:

Still, he needs to be sure. Coughing, choking on tears he hadn’t even noticed until his lungs tightened and his legs threatened to collapse right there in the middle of the road. He pushes on, though, fighting with everything he has to see Patrick with his own eyes, regardless of the state he might find him in.

Not sure who's done this but I've seen it going around, so apologies if you've done it already and I missed it. Tagging @lizzie-bennetdarcy @statueinthestonetoo @treluna4 @queenmabcreates @tyfinn and anyone else who wants to play!

[filet-o-feelings]

Fic Writing Review

Rules: Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please don’t eat glass but don’t feel like you have to do this either.

Thanks for tagging me @hippolotamus @stereopticons @jesuisici33 @mammameesh @a-noble-dragon @smblmn @obsessedwithdavrick and @smallumbrella369 💜

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My fandom and fic events in 2023

i'll stick by your side, if you'll be right by mine for @scrarefest

Upcoming events and projects for 2024!

I'm hoping this writing slump I'm in will drift off to sea and allow me to finish at least a couple wips! The ones I'm most excited about (there's too many to list them all lol) are:

tumblr poll build-a-fic

luxury road trip

ray's taxi service (aka yet another road trip fic)

rescue mission sequel (aka road trip... IN SPACE)

missing you (twylexis)

untitled migraine/magical realism/coffeeshop au

mumblr (secret identity tumblr au)

I won't bother tagging anyone because these tags have been sitting there for a while now, but if you haven't done this and want to, consider this your tag ❤️

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Seven Sentence Sunday

Thanks for the tag @jesuisici33 and @hippolotamus 💛 I finally wrote something today so I actually have something to share! Unfortunately, it's yet another new wip, so the chances of me actually finishing anything anytime soon just went down a little more 😆 Anyway, here's the first seven sentences of my second road trip fic...

Patrick doesn’t mind that his job with Ray includes an unconventional array of additional responsibilities. His main job description is of course where he excels, in business consulting, however he actually enjoys the opportunity to break up his days a bit when Ray would have him take on a task pertaining to one of his many side businesses.

Sometimes he would have Patrick set up the green screen and props for a photo shoot, and he’s had Patrick show a house sight unseen on two occasions, one of which ended successfully with a sale, much to his own surprise.

Driving for Ray’s Taxi Service is probably his favorite, though. He enjoys getting out of the house/office in Ray’s living room and getting some fresh air, and Schitt’s Creek and the surrounding towns are easy enough to navigate. Patrick is a sociable person, always has been, so he especially enjoys getting to meet new people around town and catching up with the few he’s already encountered in the short time since he moved to the area.

So, when Ray interrupts him while he’s sorting through some emails between appointments, he’s happy to help out.

It's getting late but I'll tag @tyfinn @mammameesh @carolrain if you want to share something 💛

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WIP Title Game

Thanks for the tag @jesuisici33 and @mallpretzles

RULES: Reveal the titles of the documents in your WIP folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

admittedly some of these have little to no words, and some haven't been added to since the last time I played this game but they're in the folder so...

airboat au

basement ghost singing

build-a-fic

david has magical powers

david's journal

devil patrick part 2

haunted house au

high school sleepover au

imaginary!patrick

in a letter never sent

library boy

luxury road trip

ray's taxi service

rescue mission sequel

simpler times

SNOOZE!

stevie/ruth mistakes

Really? I have to tag 17 people? How about I tag someone with 17 letters?

@lizzie-bennetdarcy and a few more to keep you company @statueinthestone @stereopticons @hippolotamus @treluna4 @beaiola @a-noble-dragon @obsessedwithdavrick @rosedavid @mammameesh and anyone else who wants to play 💜

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Weekend WIP Game

Thanks for tagging me @welcometololaland @jesuisici33 @stereopticons and @demora00

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more). (There are also questions for artists/GIF creators below).

For Writers

1. WIP List:

airboat au

basement ghost singing

build-a-fic

david has magical powers

david's journal

devil!patrick p. 2

haunted house au

high school sleepover au

imaginary!patrick

in a letter never sent

luxury road trip

ray's taxi service

rescue mission sequel

simpler times

steve/ruth mistakes

mumblr (aka secret celeb tumblr au)

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

build-a-fic

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

either build-a-fic or luxury road trip, probably

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

build-a-fic by far, which is unexpected since this started out as such a silly idea, but I'm loving the story I've built based entirely on poll results. I did not expect it to become something I'm taking seriously and really enjoying writing, but here we are.

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

also build-a-fic, because I have to include so many different tropes so there's a lot going on, and some intense stuff happening

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

simpler times, because I've been working on it for at least a year and a half and I'm afraid it's too much of an undertaking and I don't know if it will ever be finished, but I keep coming back to it anyway

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

probably build-a-fic, but honestly who knows? There's no rhyme or reason to my choice to have a beta.

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

All of them? Will I ever write again? Hopefully one day, but for now my brain wants nothing to do with writing.

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

I don't think any of them currently have an OCs, but I am considering a little side project expanding the Library Boy universe to explore the lives of the meddling teens. I love them, especially Jonah and Katie. I'd really like to dig more into their lives, and maybe even follow them beyond high school. I haven't created a doc yet though, so it's not officially a wip lol

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

hmm, I don't think any of them at this point, but build-a-fic and luxury road trip and maybe ray's taxi service are the most likely to end up with some smut if I choose to go that direction. Oh, and rescue mission 2 maybe... so basically all of my road/space trip fics lol

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

build-a-fic

12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?

I honestly have no idea, it's been too long since I've worked on most of these and the majority are so short I haven't really had a chance to get into a lot of characterization yet

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

either rescue mission 2 (spaceship! in! space!) or build-a-fic

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

basement ghost singing, but then I messed with it and tried writing out of order and can't figure out how to make it work again 😭

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

build-a-fic or luxury road trip, because both are hopefully going to be long and have a lot of moving parts, and lots of planning for the road trip

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

nope, I feel like I vaguely remember dreaming about one of them once but I don't really remember even which one lol

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

build-a-fic feels very different from anything I've ever written, but I can't really say why at this point

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

rescue mission 2

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

not that I can think of at this point

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.

🤷‍♀️ I feel like I tend to overshare, so I can't think of anything I don't specifically want to keep to myself for now

Open tag since it's now Sunday afternoon where I am and I've been terrible at tumblr lately so I have no idea who's done this already.

Artist questions under the cut

For Artists (I'm not sure if this will work for GIF makers, but I'd love if it did!)

1. WIP List:

2. Which WIP is your most complex?

3. Do any of your WIPs involve you using a technique/style that you haven't used before? What inspired you to try it?

4. Which WIP do you expect will take you the longest?

5. Which WIP are you finding the most enjoyable to create?

6. Do you have a favourite character to draw/stitch/paint/depict? Are they in many of your WIP projects?

7. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of creator's block?

9. Do any of your WIPs contain characters outside the main ship? How are you finding creating those?

10. What emotions are you hoping to convey through your WIPs?

11. Are there any features/details you are finding challenging in your WIPs?

12. Which WIP has the most complex shading/colouring?

13. Which WIP has the most complex background?

14. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for?

15. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

16. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other art doesn't?

17. Are any of your WIPs commissions?

18. Do you have a character that is more difficult to draw/stitch/paint/depict? Are they in many of your WIP projects?

19. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.

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Hello my friend! Do you have train on any of your wips?

Hi Meesh! I wasn't sure I would, but I have train in 5 of them! Here's one from Ray's Taxi Service-

The client wants a ride all the way to New York City, and for some reason he chose Ray’s Taxi over something faster or more economical like flying or taking a train.