#wip motivation poll

[ghostlynimbus]

Discount Dog

Ship: Harringrove

Rating: T (for now)

CW’s: hybrids, human x hybrid relationships, hybrids have very little rights in this AU, wolfdog!hybrid Billy Hargrove, hybrids are A/B/O Humans are not, o!Billy Hargrove (more to be added)

Summary:

Steve's parents decide to take him to the city to buy a hybrid for Christmas. He winds up coming home with Wolfdog Hybrid Billy. A hybrids AU.

The first two chapters of this can be found on AO3 here. This portion of ch 3 is being posted as a part of my WIP Motivation Poll.

CH 3

Steve’s pissed.

He can’t believe the store fucking drugged Billy.

They didn’t even ask Steve, they just did it, and what… hoped that Steve wouldn’t notice? 

He knows that Billy has behavioral issues, and he figures they were probably hoping that the drugs would keep Billy complacent enough that they could get ownership of him signed over to Steve before Steve realized what exactly he was signing up for. They probably didn’t want to risk him backing out of the deal.

Shitty business practice, but not exactly unheard of. 

But did they really have to give him so much? He could barely stand up straight when they finally brought him up to the check out.

[imglowinginthedarkness]

yes im doing this again FUKC YOU

[elwenyere]

WIP Wednesday

The first-place winner of this WIP poll game was the Codywan Pirate AU, which received 112 votes (thanks in large part, I imagine, to the absolutely gorgeous art that @frostbitebakery has created for the characters). I will not share all 112 sentences, because I can't write in order to save my life, but I am happy to share a preview snip below, as the final excerpt for this event.

Thank you very much to everyone who voted in the poll and who has taken the time to share encouragement about the second- and third-place snips. The kind words have been really meaningful motivation.

By day four, the balance between Cody’s wariness and his restlessness had started to shift. Kenobi’s curiosity still set Cody’s internal watch at attention; but it was also the only variation in pressure during long hours Cody was used to filling with the change of winds or the tidal shifts in alliances among his crew. 

And, in any case, few of the answers Cody had to offer would have remained secrets to anyone determined enough to learn them.

So he talked about his mother - not that she’d taught him the names of the birds that fished the shore or how to use a needle and thread, but that she’d died the year he enlisted, when he was just thirteen. 

He sketched the barest outline of his brothers: of Rex, whom Cody had chosen as his acting lieutenant in hopes of helping him toward his own commission; of Fives, who was currently serving as Carpenter’s Mate aboard the Domino; and of Boba, who was still on shore, apprenticed to a local tradesman and far from seeing any battle, if Cody’s will was carried out.

“All four of you in trade and the Navy,” Kenobi observed, in a tone he must have thought was casual.

Cody gave him a stony glance.

“Go ahead. Say it.”

“What is it you imagine me to be thinking, Captain?”

“You’re thinking about which officers have rights to mess and berth in the wardroom and which of them still sleep with the crew,” Cody said. “You’re thinking that trade and the Navy are two of the only places where rank is something you can work your way up, even if you’re never invited to wet the swab with the gentlemen. Well, you’re right. My family doesn’t come from property, and I’ve served at almost every station from ship’s boy up without once doing the honors of the table or asking an admiral’s daughter to save me the minuet.” He paused, tipping his head to one side for dramatic effect.  “Unlike you, of course.”

Kenobi’s eyebrows shot up in a gratifying arch of surprise.

“It’s not often I’m mistaken for a gentleman.”

“You can’t meet too many observant strangers then,” Cody pressed. “There’s your accent: still clipped underneath, no matter how hard you’ve tried to sand down the edges. There’s the way you hold a blade, like your fingers were taught first with a foil. And there’s the way you carry yourself.”

“The way I carry myself?” Kenobi asked. Cody couldn’t be sure whether he imagined the flash of something like mirth in his eye.

“You’ve got - what do you landed classes call it?” Cody arranged his voice into an exaggerated echo of Kenobi’s accent: “Deportment.”

Kenobi snorted, tipping his head back against the hull of the ship as he regarded Cody through the shadows.

[junkissed]

little spoiler for my upcoming jun fic bc it's been a while since i've posted smth new and i feel bad leaving yall hanging for so long (ᴗ_ ᴗ。) this is a version of the banner i decided not to use for the final fic but i think it's way too cute not to share !

fic coming soon (😭) but check out my wips list for progress updates

[palfriendpatine66]

Make me write update: criminal minds

Today I wrote for over 90min of the promised 70 min promised via wip poll results and added about 1k words. I need to do some editing but barring any unforeseen changes the next chapter should be ready to post tomorrow.

A little taste of what was written today:

You want to know, and yet so clearly dread hearing the answer. Your eyes were so open, your face so vulnerable. I could almost smell the anxiety rolling off you when you asked: Why me?

[strangefable]

WIP Poll - tagged by @adelaidedrubman, @inafieldofdaisies, @direwombat, and @jillvalentinesday, thank you lovelies <3 <3 <3

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

i have considerably more wips than i could include here, so this is just a random selection tbh

passing some (no pressure) tags along: @thisisrigged4, @voidika, @v0idbuggy, @marivenah, @dumbassdep, @wrathfulrook, @cassietrn, @josephseedismyfather, @mars-colony, @foibles-fables, @poisonedtruth, @trench-rot, @shallow-gravy, @florbelles, @unholymilf, @chazz-anova, @aceghosts, @gayafsatan, @henbased, @funkypoacher, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @incognito-insomniac, @roofgeese, @turbo-virgins, @legally-a-bastard, @strafethesesinners, @vampireninjabunnies-blog, @peppertheferalraccoon, @confidentandgood, @the-lastcall, @clonesupport, @fourlittleseedlings, @kittiofdoom, @g0dspeeed, @theelderhazelnut, and anyone else i've still managed to forget <3

[momotonescreaming]

Thank you to everyone who voted on the Make Me Write Poll! I successfully (but slowly) managed to write 49 sentences of '24 Hour Diner'. So as a thanks, have a preview of the now-slightly-reworked intro 💜💜

For reasons incomprehensible and truly annoying — Eddie wrote best in the middle of the night. And thanks to his insomnia, he had the opportunity to do so regularly. So he’d give up on sleep, put on shoes, and head down to Benny’s 24 hour diner to try and get some writing done. Might as well do something productive.

It’s almost always empty — save for Benny — and maybe it’s the background noises from the kitchen, or the TV he has playing quietly, but Eddie always writes a lot more than he ever does at home. He’d write some some lyrics, work on a D&D campaign, start drafting that novel he always talked about writing. Plus the food was incredible. Or maybe it just seemed incredible considering it was cheap, open in the middle of the night, and close to his apartment. Either way, Eddie would end up at Benny’s at 3am in the morning, dead tired, chow down on some eggs and bacon, and write quietly. He had a system and it worked. For the most part.

Benny doesn’t care if he shows up in his paint-stained sweats, or his Garfield pyjama pants. The waitresses won’t judge when he orders his third cup of coffee and then loads it with entirely too much sugar. They let him claim a booth and then stay there for hours.

People come and go, chat with Benny, get some food, and then disappear again. People working night shifts. Groups of semi-drunk college students. He watches them sometimes. When the words get stuck, and forcing them on paper feels like pulling teeth. Occasionally, he turns them into NPC’s for his next DnD game. Makes them up a backstory, a world of their own, and places them in his ever-growing fantasy world.

He never sees the same group of people twice. Eddie’s the only regular.

Until he isn’t.

There’s this one guy, and he keeps showing up. Sometimes he’s already there when Eddie arrives. Others, he shows up hours after Eddie. A new regular. Eddie isn’t quite sure what the dude’s schedule is — but he knows he must have one — since he seems to be there pretty consistently.

He looks Eddie’s age — or thereabouts — and looks as tired as Eddie feels, but in a hot-guy, sexy-dishevelled sort of way. He makes it work, the bastard. His swoopy brown hair was once carefully styled — he looks the type — but it’s now starting to hang over his forehead, limp and greasy. Hot guy brings his arm up, running his hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face. Eddie knows it’s to genuinely get the hair out of his face — greasy hair in your eyes is a bitch — but it looks like such a fucking move. Like any second now he’ll look at Eddie out of the corner of his eye and wink.

[imagine-knowing-a-name]

I was planning to do a poll on which fic I should write next, but then I went and wrote one last night so! that'll be posted later today :)

[ghostlynimbus]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington Additional Tags: Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Soulmarks (Name Tattoos), Temporary Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler, Background Relationships, Abuse, Child Abuse, Abusive Neil Hargrove, Neil Hargrove is His Own Warning, if it happens in s2 it might happen here, Rating May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary:

In a world where your soulmate's first name appears like a tattoo somewhere on your body sometime around the age of five, certain secrets can be hard to keep.

A soulmate identifying marks AU.

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[katriniac]

24-hr WIP Poll

Inspired by/copying from @syneilesis ! 🤩🥰 What better way to spend WIP Wednesday?

[badmoodbatflowers]

I currently have way too many wips and have been flitting between them like a distracted little moth in a room with too many lamps. If you’re interested in any of the above, pretty pls vote in this completely self-serving poll and tell me what you’d most like to see next.

[bisamwilson]

WIP Poll

rules: make a 24 hour poll with the titles of your WIPs and however many votes the winner gets is how many sentences you have to add to that WIP

this seemed fun and i need the motivation, so thought i'd hop on this bandwagon!

[starryeyedjanai]

Make me write!

Tagged by @lady-lostmind ❣️

Rules:

Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count)

Tag anyone you think might also enjoy this game. (No pressure of course)

Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote. If it gets more votes than your comfortable with, feel free to swap it to words.

If somehow that completes the fic or reaches the end of a chapter, move to the WIP with the second highest votes and continue where you left off on your sentence/word count. Repeat until you reach your goal.

(Optional) Share what you wrote in a new Tumblr post with a link to your original poll or attached it to a reblog.

bet. part 1 here. the sequel would basically be pwp

it's never enough ch1-2 here (i only have 1 chapter left to finish!)

no pressure tags: @sidekick-hero @legitcookie @yournowheregirl @steves-strapcollection @matchingbatbites @figthefruitfaeth @scarcrossdlvrs @riality-check @mcneen @wynnyfryd @patchworkgargoyle @inairbinad @delta-piscium @nburkhardt @hellsfireclub @eriquin @thefreakandthehair

Feel free to play even if you aren't tagged. Tag me and I'll add my vote!