#wip it

[baronessvonglitter]

Wip Wednesday

Thank you @milla-frenchy for tagging me! 💓

Currently working on several things at once, but this fic in particular is probably closest to being finished:

Daddy Can Fix It (handyman!Joel x plus size f!Reader

The premise is that Joel is a handyman who helps out all the ladies in the neighborhood with things their husbands don't have time for (which includes off the menu items) in this particular scene the reader doesn't know it yet, she just really enjoys watching Joel mow the lawn *sigh* wouldn't we all

His van appears in your driveway just a minute before eleven. You're impressed with his timeliness. What you don't expect is the gorgeous stranger on your doorstep.

Joel Miller is tall, broad-shouldered, skin bronze from working out in the sun, and his dark brown hair is greying handsomely. If you had to guess his age you'd say fifties. He's in a grey tee shirt and work jeans. What stand out to you the most are his eyes: almost black in color, appraising you as you wait in the doorway, prim and proper housewife, lips parted, eyes wide.

He asks for you by name and you nod, chuckling slightly.

"If you can show me where the lawn mower is I'd be happy to get started," he offers, and the voice you recognize from the phone makes you melt.

You lead him outside to the garage and he takes out the mower, filling it up with some gasoline first. "Is there anything else you need?" you ask politely.

"No ma'am," he looks over his shoulder at you as he pushes the machine to the front yard. "Get inside and get outta this sun. I'll handle it from here," he smiles and it makes you want to giggle like a schoolgirl.

From inside you watch him through the window, deftly maneuvering the lawn mower over, trimming the grass to a neat, short length. It's not yet the hottest hour of the day, but you see him sweating, and when he stops a moment to remove his shirt, you suddenly feel your pulse in the deepest part of your cunt. You wonder what it would be like to lick up every drop of sweat off his chest.

Like a slow motion scene from a movie, you watch the motion of his arms, the rippling of his back as he guides the machine over the lawn. Biting your lip you take in the sight of him, the determination on his face redirecting your thoughts to how he would look above you: hot, sweaty, hard, plunging into your drenched pussy.

How long has it been since you've had a man? Wesley prefers his Saturday nights like clockwork. But you want more. Stupidly thinking marriage was the best way to be treated right and fucked properly, you realized it was not the title but the man, and the particular man you chose was lacking in all area which mattered.

You aren't even sure you love him anymore.

But right now, watching Joel is a treat, and fantasizing about him is a little secret you'll harbor for later in the day when you'll inevitably find yourself using the showerhead attachment.

He finishes the front and back yards, and through the blinds you peep him putting his shirt back on, running a hand through his wavy curls before putting the mower away and coming to your door.

You answer it before he knocks. "Thank you!" is the first thing that comes out of your mouth. "Please come in and we can settle payment."

He cleans the bottoms of his boots on the welcome mat before stepping inside your home and following you to the kitchen. "You have a very nice home, ma'am."

"You're too kind," you're modest about his compliment, but it's thrilling to have someone say something nice about the hard work you put into keeping house. "Would you care for some iced tea? I've just made it fresh."

"I won't say no to that," he chuckles lightly, and you're happy to fill a glass with some of the fresh-brewed tea over ice.

Joel leans back against the sink, pouty pink lips pressed to the glass as he tips it back, opening just enough to take a sweet sip. You watch his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallows, and you wish you could lick a stripe up along his the length of his delicious-looking neck to collect all the sweat that's beaded there.

"Is there anythin' else you need help with today?" he asks, his question carrying a hint of something more.

You blank for a moment, getting lost in the depth of his obsidian eyes, still caught up in your little fantasy. "No.. no, I don't think so." Taking a look around your eyes dart to every corner, taking mental stock of the upstairs rooms as well. "No," you finalize with a smile.

"If you're sure.." he says in that same low tone.

You give him fifty dollars and chat a little while he finishes his drink. 

"If there's nothin' else I'll get goin'. Feel free to call me again if you need somethin' done, or looked at. Ain't nothin' I can't fix," he winks at you on your doorstep and you feel a waterfall in your panties.

no pressure tags to @clawdeewritesfanfic @inept-the-magnificent @604to647 @itwasntimethatdidit40 and anyone else who wants to show what they're working on! 😊

[knottybliss]

THE DAY!

[retrokid616]

what npc's thought imogen's psychic wip was like

imogen

[ineffable-gallimaufry]

personally i think that muriel has like. a few things that he is always saying whenever they're talking to humans that are like. the Human™ things to say. always starts a conversation with at least one 'ello. always tries to emphasize in some manner that xe is in fact very human (ie saying things like "well don't worry, as a human bookseller i am well equipped to understand this rent business")

also i think that she has a few other little quirks that are like. they tend to stammer and correct themselves and repeat things because of certain factors in heaven. they tend to hear things with a stronger accent and pronounce them more like how they were said/combine words with words around them more (ie cupperty, pajammers, splashamilk, etc)

[etherealxen]

Reap & Sow Chapter 5: Wheels in Motion

It’s that time again! Reap & Sow Ch 5: Wheels in Motion is now up on Ao3!

  More intrigue, missions, a little bit of torture; yet somehow Dean still has time to daydream about pretty blue eyes...

Read from the start: 

Read from Ch. 5 

(See this cover art? it's awesome. It's by @Hitori_Alouette)

[combatfaerie]

RULES: post the names of 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! tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Stolen directly from @sarahcakes613 and indirectly from @ashleyfanfic (who tagged me in a WIP thing ages ago and I forgot. Sorry!)

Keeping it to the wrestling-related ones, and excluding ongoing stories:

- Liv/Rhea Witch/Demon story

- Rose & Thorn: Liv/Rhea (close to being finished?)

- Firefly-sque (it’s a mess, but it’s a cozy mess)

- House of Black AU (likely to be abandoned since I’m never going to be able to catch up on AEW)

- bartender AU story (in limbo because I don’t know what I want to do with it)

- Disruptors (sadly likely to be abandoned)

- Finn-as-vampire (stalled)

[the-faramir]

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

Wait...ALL of my WIP?

(I'm a week behind because I've been sick since Wednesday.)

repeat after me

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

I WILL FINISH MY WIP

[mudboyman]

Light answers a tough question

[mag-notta]

wip comic based off a tumblr post i saw the other day

[feefal]

Physically pains me to work on bigger pieces because my nut sized brain hates stuff that takes longer than a day (but I think miss dead merm over here will be worth it)

[soaptaculart]

The cat and the dad she said she "didn't want"

[baronessvonglitter]

⚡Wip Wednesday ⚡

Thank you @itwasntimethatdidit40 for tagging me! ��

I'm currently working on the final two chapters of Cherry, Cherry wherein we will get a glimpse of both Jackson!Joel and grandpa!Joel

and a smidge of lumberjack!Joel

Here's a blurb of some bonding time between Ellie and reader:

"You do realize we'll be driving for over fourteen hours, right?" Ellie says, helping you put the suitcases and bags in the roomy luggage hold.

"Yep. I checked it out on Google Maps."

"What happens if you get tired?"

"We'll drive during the day and find a rest stop or a motel at night," you shrug.

"You know.. I could take over the drive sometimes," she offers.

"Okay, kiddo. Why not?"

She brightens. "Really?"

"Absolutely fucking not." With a smile you open the passenger door and she hops in, grumbling.

NPT: I nominate @bitchesuntitled and @rulexofxnines

[tofupixel]

rejected thumbnails for client

[your-absent-father]

I think people misunderstand "x fell first, y fell harder " trope because it's not about like the one who fell harder loves the other person harder. It's just that the one who fell first falls in a graceful way, one step at the time, maybe gradually over a span of time. The one who fell harder smashes trough the air, there's blood everywhere, everything is fine-

[jarbaje-dump]

WIP, a mix of a spider and snake's mouth slapped onto a torso. the colors are there to code each section of the mouth, they're not the final colors