#some wip nonsense

[agentravensong]

characters who see themselves as more of a Force or an abstract concept acting in the world than as a person. characters who prioritize their role as a cog in some greater mechanism over their own personhood. characters who get their hands dirty, who run themselves ragged, who take on an unbearable weight, who hurt or neglect or give up or straight-up betray the people and things they once held close, because they believe in doing so they are fulfilling their Purpose, the thing they exist in this world to do (and no one else will do it, *can* do it, so it has to be them). characters who've determined that they are constructs bound to preprogrammed code, to a script already written for them by someone/something else, and have been operating under that mindset for so long that they don't know how to live on their own terms. characters who uphold the fate that is smothering them. can anyone hear me

[ruporas]

feast (ID in alt)

[f0x-meets-w0lf]

one of my pals and i got to talking (again) about an evil rodansey au that we've built and revisited over the years... which then veered into "what about adam licking the nightwash off of ronan's face" and now we are here

[sirazaroff]

My girl a vegetarian but she out there packing straight beef 💪🐰🥩

[eyndr-stories]

Totally swamped from school & moving nonsense but rest assured, these silly robots still consume my every spare thought <3

[foileadeux]

halfway theeere

[happypeachsludgeflower]

One time, when I was still actively in the bnha fandom, I was writing a bakudeku fanfic and I got pretty far into it (I think I was up to like 8k of actual story written) and even contacted someone about beta reading, but then the person read it and accused me of being homophobic because I had Jiro as a side character being a raging lesbian and cracking gay jokes while being in the closet because she was gay panicking at Momo’s bare leg. And anyway, yea, I lost my desire to post the story and it’s now collecting dust in my wips.

[crehador]

only five days left in the year... five dailies left...... 😨🥹🫠

[skywalking-through-life]

for the wip title game - Whale pregnancy wip lololol 👀

Lmaoooo, I was really hoping someone was going to ask about this, because it sounds bonkers, but it's actually just a half-formed, fluffy little idea about Annabeth's first pregnancy, whenever that is. Percy and Annabeth have talked about having kids multiple times in the books, and I think that's an adorable topic to explore, so at some point I'll probably write it! But this very basic outline of a scene is all I have so far 😂:

"Gods, I look like a whale."

"What kind of whale?"

She gives him a sharp look, but no reply. He grins.

"Mmm… I'm gonna say narwhal. Definitely a narwhal."

"Percy. You are supposed to be telling me that I am beautiful and perfect, not feeding into my delusions!"

"Wow, you don't think narwhals are beautiful? I'm hurt on their behalf."

She gives him a sharper look, and again, no reply. He grins wider.

"See? Narwhal! Adorable, squishy, and absolutely capable of stabbing me if I don't shut up."

A satisfied nod. "And don't you forget it."

Annabeth looks pensive, Percy comes over and kneels in front of her, rubs her belly.

"Why does it bother you so much? You've got a whole new life in there, of course it's gonna need space to grow." He pauses and presses a kiss to her belly. "And, for the record, I DO think you're beautiful and perfect."

"Well, if you think it's all so wonderful, YOU can carry the next one."

He gives her an impish grin. "I'm not a seahorse, babe. But you know I would if I could."

I hope you enjoyed it, my friend! 😂💙 I really would like to write it someday!

[lokiina]

More custom gear for the boyo. Stealin and editing Kerry's boots.

I drew the toe spikes on my last art of him here, and was like "Ah this is sick." and then realized I had the power to make it real. So I made it real! They're currently only on my NPV of him. I gotta do a bunch more work to get them player cooperative/equipable yet. But I'm obsessed.

[jessicas-pi]

I went through my folders and counted, because I was bored...

I have 64 WIPs.

SIXTY FOUR OF THEM.

I THOUGHT I HAD MAYBE LIKE 20??? NOPE I'VE GOT 64 SOMEONE HELP ME

[haleynwriter]

🎓🧑‍🏫🧑‍🎓✍️

[whyoneartheven]

Worst version please!

@zolanort! You asked for this one as well :D

Ummm

I do not know why I wrote this

I think it is sort of meant to rhyme

[holydramon]

current thoughts for dwatd but with very little context

[applesap-fics]

Rereading older work is though because sometimes I unwillingly get really into it but I'm afraid I wont have finished the story OR I'll get shocked by a sentence that's written really terribly, or its full of mistakes and I should burn it all

[sesamestreep]

wip meme

tagged by @firstelevens to share some part of a WIP I’m working on!

“Did you just call me a shark?” Foggy asks, struggling with the fact that the morning light is cutting directly across his right eye in a way he finds profoundly unpleasant and the fact that he would also rather die than move right now. It’s a tough spot to be in. Matt makes an inarticulate noise against his shoulder and buries his face further into the pillow, not enjoying being woken up for conversation at this hour one bit, by the looks of things. Foggy nudges him gently. “Matt?” “I’m awake,” he says, in a way that directly contradicts his own assertion. “Wha—what’s it?” “I asked you a question…” “Yeah,” Matt says, fairly confidently for someone who definitely does not know what’s happening. “I heard you.” “So…?” “Yes.” “Yes, you did call me a shark?” Foggy asks, alarmed. “What?” Matt asks, equally alarmed and finally, mercifully awake enough for this conversation. “Why would I call you a shark?” “That’s what I’m trying to ascertain,” Foggy replies. “I don’t think you were fully awake yet and you said something that sounded like ‘room shark’ and it was right after I kissed you, so I assumed it was directed at me.” “Oh.” Foggy does his best not to sigh in frustration at that very Matt response, which tells him precisely nothing. “So, was it? Directed at me?” “It’s not ‘room shark’. It’s,” Matt says, before repeating the word from before, which still sounds suspiciously like ‘room shark’ to Foggy’s ears. This probably means he’s being made fun of, but, if so, Matt’s doing a good job of hiding it. Looking embarrassed, though, he adds, “It’s Gaeilge, Foggy. Irish?” “Oh.” He’s heard Matt speak Irish before, his heart doesn’t have to get fluttery about it every time. It’s getting more than a little pathetic. “Well, what does it mean?” “It’s not—it’s hard to translate exactly—I wasn’t really awake, so…” Foggy does let himself sigh this time, in case it wears Matt down at all. “Is that code for you’re not going to tell me?” Matt just buries his face in Foggy’s shoulder again, immune to any attempts to influence him by virtue of his sheer shamelessness. “I can’t have you knowing all my secrets,” he says, with a cryptic smile. “I have a reputation as a mysterious gentleman to maintain, you know.”

no pressure tagging @brattytrixie @firefeufuego and @flythesail if they want to share anything they’re working on ♥️