#wip not wap

[cambion-companion]

“An angel without her wings.”  Raphael purred; his eyes fixed on your form.  The scars on your back twinged with the ghost of agony passed.

Your eyes flared with celestial fire, weak as it was the blue flames faded fast.  You felt empty…abandoned by your grandmother.

“I’m almost moved to pity.”  The devil continued, his own wings flexing behind him. “A fledgling fallen from her nest.”  He took your chin firmly in hand, his sharp claws biting into your skin. “Don’t try that again.”

[fuckytrollbabies]

First little group of intros, more coming soon. :)

[space-writes]

i have one demon left to name for claws, and it's the Wasp One and i now remember why i had trouble the last time i tried, because all the others are named after words I adapted from various bits of etymology, but wasps have apparently across the board pretty much always been called wasps

which like good for them i guess but i need a sciencey/olde language-y sounding name to give the demon that manifests as six thousand wasps!!!

[foolishlywandwaving]

THE WIP GAME

Rules: In a new post, 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 of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

thank u for the tag @seollem-tm! this is going to be disappointing bc I leave titles until the end and everything is disorganised and misspelled; sometimes there are even multiple fics in one 'untitiled' doc ...

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time travel story

sluggy snippet number 1

TROUSERS

untitled: trope bingo

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hospital story

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dept

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trying to think of people who haven't already been tagged/done this; hmmm - @cassidyblackwrites! @freya-fallen! @ginnyruin (I love your work!!!)! @artdepleurer (domesticity has me in a deathgrip) @rvmantica and literally anyone else (I wanna tag ciule </3)

[cudiess]

wip 😳😳😳

[toxintouch]

WIP PAGE . AKA ASK BOX ACKNOWLEDGMENT

last updated: Dec.06.2024

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#toxintouch: {pick} prompt {your poison}

<- Answered Prompts

[the-wiggler]

what the hell is project meridian

[yakultii]

on another note I keep seeing WIP on writblr OBVIOUSLY but I’m a total noob and be reading it like WAP WAP WAP that’s some wet ass pu -

[fauvester]

mmm postcoital

[fabbyf1]

happy friday, besties!

i'm almost to the end of wap 2... i can see the vision. i know where it's going. it's disgustingly long and full of feelings, but yet somehow also some of the dirtiest shit i've ever written.

classic kate stuff.

hopefully you'll get to read the whole thing very, very soon!

snippet under the cut 😈

context: they're in the middle of the dance floor at Jimmy'z celebrating Charles' win. bye.

“Did it make you hard, baby?” 

It shocked a laugh out of Max’s lungs. “Fuck you, Piastri.” 

Oscar was delighted. 

Max reached over to take the hat back, grinding his cock against Charles in the process. He was definitely hard. Charles whined a bit, and Oscar’s eyes flicked down, laughing as he quickly realized he was right. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Oscar teased, running a hand through his messed-up hair in an attempt to put it back into place. 

“You won’t do anything about it,” Max taunted, still pressed tightly against Charles. 

Oscar smirked at him. “Wanna bet?” 

That startled another loud laugh out of Max’s lungs. “Oh, yeah? You gonna put me on my knees, Piastri?” he teased, and even though Charles couldn’t see him, he could hear the grin in his voice. 

“Yeah, why not?” Oscar grinned, eyes locked on Max’s mouth now.  

“Right here on the dance floor?” 

“Yep.” 

“Is it because you want everyone to see how big your cock is, baby?” Max teased, grinding against Charles to the beat of whatever horrible song was playing. His fingers slid underneath the hem of Charles’ shirt and pressed hotly against his back.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

They weren’t even talking to him, but the visual alone was making Charles weak. 

“Everyone here knows I have a big cock.” 

Charles was going to fucking die. “Is that right?” Max mused, chuckling and squeezing Charles’ waist so hard it was going to leave a bruise. He was much more affected by this conversation than he was letting on, and Charles could feel it in the way he gripped him. “You’re so sure of yourself, aren’t you?”

[whygodwhy69]

Golf Rivalry Lesbians: The Outline

Claire Donovan comes from a very privileged background and her parents are super intense. She has a crushing fear of failure (stemming no doubt from a concern of disappointing her parents). Uptight AF. Needs a chill pill fr. Very successful youth(/college) career → decent pro career but struggling to maintain highest ranking (or w/e). Constantly pushing herself past her limits trying to be the best. Trying to recapture success of her youth(/college) career. Disappointed parents are v v harsh – not helpful. Has a boyfriend who is also a pro golfer. He is pretty good but never had her previous success so he “doesn’t understand” her constant intensity for improvement. He’s actually an okay dude but lawd he preppy and bland and for god’s sake her parents fucking love him >:(

~*Enter the eventual love interest*~

Lauren (“Lo”) Jennings is fucking great at golf. She came outta nowhere on the pro circuit and has had a bunch of success. She’s so fucking relaxed– she gets to play a game for a living and has a lot of fun with it. She came from a poor background, got into golf via scholarship or something idk. Turns out she’s great at it. She gets all the endorsements and wins a bunch of tournaments. She is also a very nice person. So naturally Claire fucking HATES her.

(this is borne of jealousy and resentment; however, it will take a while for her to realize and accept that).

Of course they keep meeting at tournaments and each do well. Lo has more wins though because though Claire does fairly well, she struggles to actually win tourneys. So of course Claire blames Lo for this and becomes crazed determined to beat her… at the next tourney, Claire actually does super badly bc she is so focused on beating Lo that she totally falls apart. She’s pissed, her parents are pissed, everybody’s god damn pissed. Except Lo, she’s just chillin’.

So then boyfriend is like, uh maybe Lo isn’t actually the devil incarnate? And so Claire is like stfu we’re over. And boyfriend is like yikes ok

So obviously Claire is spiraling and lashing out and placing blame on the wrong people. At the next tourney Lo is like hey and Claire is like I swear to god I’ll fucking kill you and Lo is like who uh good luck in the tourney you seem stressed. If you ever want to talk about the pressure of being a female pro athlete with someone who understands I’m here 4 u

And Claire is like wtf I hate you get out of my face but now Lo is seeped into her mind in a different fucking way. 

Bc maybe she really isn’t the devil incarnate?

Fuck.

And maybe she’s really cute and kind?

FUCK.

Time to apologize for being a dickhead. Also maybe do some closer self-examination? Like why do I actually play golf? To make my parents happy? Because I had some previous success? Does it make me happy? It used to– when I had fun with it. Maybe I should try to chill and have fun playing. (Also am I gay what no never mind)

Well DUH she wins the next tournament bc she’s actually enjoying herself instead of just being super intense about everything. 

So Lo is like hey congrats and Claire is like whoops I was an asshole bc I was jealous of how successful yet chill you are and Lo is like oh dude I’m not chill at all I just go to therapy so I can balance myself out and grow as a person and Claire is like damn heart eyes emoji

And anyways they fall in love and smooch bc of course they do

Happy endings only over here babey

Also worked somewhere in there, Claire confronts her parents because she’s like you pushed me too hard and they’re like sorry we just wanted you to success and maybe we messed up and she’s like it’s okay but let’s all chill a little

Also also, at some point before her breakthrough, Claire straight up quits a tourney in the middle of hole bc she’s so overwhelmed by stress and trying to be the best and trying to beat Lo and her parents like berate her but maybe that’s when she confronts them?

Also also also, Lo is Very Obviously Gay™ but Claire has genuinely *no idea* because she’s a sheltered WASPy princess with no awareness of any other type of person. This will make her all the more confused about her stirring feelings for Lo. Yet she is fortunate bc at least Lo is already comfortably out and thinks she’s hot.

[repriseagain]

[imagination-phantom]

Underestimate a woman you end up on your ass lol I love the giant asshole angel but I would smack him if I felt he needed it then I’d give him forehead kisses lol lol

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[margindoodles2407]

wip wap

@seeking-elsewhither

Two young men beamed up at her from the holo. Developmentally, she judged them to be about eighteen standard years- clearly grown and trained but still fresh-faced and utterly exuberant in their gleaming white plastoid. And they looked so /close/, arms slung around each other and bodies so clasped together that it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began.

The boy on the right bore little resemblance to the man sitting across from her; his skin was smooth copper un-mottled by grafts, and soft dark curls covered his scalp in the place of silvery neural implants, and though she couldn't see his right arm she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that it was flesh and blood instead of wire and durasteel. But she knew, from his gentle grin and his inquisitive eyes, that it was Echo (although, while the smile he wore now was near-identical to the one he'd worn all those years ago, there was something markedly sadder about it). 

Which... would make his companion on the left Fives. Echo didn't talk about him much. (Omega understood, to an extent; after all, it was the same reason Hunter never mentioned... well. Tech had once explained that grief, intense grief, could trigger physical pain if it was deep enough. She guessed it was easier to just pretend it wasn't there, and never to discuss the reason.) But from the little she knew, from the few snippets of knowledge she possessed, there wasn't any doubt about the identity of the youth with the star-fire grin, the warmly crinkled eyes, the single brown lock that spilled over his tattooed forehead, the one hand propped confidently on his hip while the other slung itself protectively across past-Echo's shoulders. 

[antynous]

Various wap doodles/wips I May or may not finish