#wip things

[quinngefail]

Okay. I've decided what I want to do, because my ass is way too eager to keep quiet about this. But also, I'm gonna put a cut in case anyone doesn't want to know what THE FULL IDEA behind this spicy drawing set is until it's done;

So. Since the whole thing is them longingly fantasizing about one another. I wanted to do this whole thing where like,, one version will show the reality of what's happening, but then the other is what they're imagining. And I'm gonna depict the imagined versions with like TRANSPARENT DRAWINGS OF ADAM OR LAWRENCE,,

So like here he's imagining Lawrence tipping his head back and speaking to him. But obv he's not really there,

In the final I'm gonna take any imagined dialogue out of the reality versions. I just wanted to leave it in for this sneak peek for THE SPICY TEASE 🤌

But uh. I am so fuckin excited lmao THIS SHIT HAS BEEN ROTTING ME SO BAD

[ksbbb]

Fuck it Friday and WIP Tuesday (Paint the Town Red)

Tagged by @opheliathiams @fruchtfliege @hemlocksandfoxgloves @honestlydarkprincess

Liam takes a step back, fresh blood soaked on his shirt, holding up the book with a callous smile, and calling out to Theo to try to take it.

When Theo doesn’t take it, just so he can spite Liam, the other wolf steps forward again.

Running a claw down his throat and wrapping his other hand around Theo’s arm, a rough look of anger and curiosity floods his face.

“Such a sad little creature. You smell of hopelessness and fear.” Liam smiles, his fangs popping out of his mouth.

“Let go.” Theo says, a loud and clear warning, but it’s a warning Liam doesn’t buy. He only smiles more, as he rips the side of Theo’s shirt and decides to explore the warmth of his skin.

“If you insist.” Liam sighs, letting go of Theo’s arm and running his other hand up his neck, close to breaking the skin, the sharp claws sliding down his chest.

Liam’s claws are everywhere. On his skin, over his chest, and the sharp pain he feels when the wolf glides them over his neck, is the most he’s felt in a long time, making it difficult to breathe.

A small whine escapes from his chest, his eyes glossy.

Tagging @maplesyrizzup @wolfboy88 @thiamsxbitch @chasing-chimeras

[foibles-fables]

another rangshi WIP teaser because it’s taking me a whiiileeeee (surprising nobody)

[wedriftlikelonelyplanets]

tagged by my beloved @1425fivefive in the last line game, which...i actually shockingly did write while on vacation but mainly in sprints.

Rules are post the last...line (or more) that you wrote in your current WIP

THIS IS FROM the Landoscar age gap fic once again

He can see Oscar’s hunger, in the way he looks at Lando, appraising, despite the amused smile playing across his features. Eyes narrowed, tongue sweeping over his lower lip. “Yeah, you caught me, trying to ruin your life,” it’s innocuous enough, but there’s something there, glinting in Oscar’s eyes.

tagging @verstappentime @carbonmono and really anyone else who wants to participate i do not have the energy to go through the list of people that i love dearly

[wraithsoutlaws]

help im drawing cute things

[davnittbraes]

Hi Davnitt!

Are there any tidbits you can share with us about the soulmate AU you’re working on? I’m sure I’m not the only one very excited about the prospect!

Well, the first thing I can share is pretty obvious -

It’s taking me TOO DAMN LONG TO FINISH. *shakes fists at my own brain*

Hmm what else can I share… how about -

The idea for the physics of the soulmate connection (via music, that’s all I’ll say because #spoilers) smacked me upside the head out of nowhere, fully-fledged. It was one of those Moments of Inspiration™️ - the kind where it’s like an external force grabs you by the chin and says LOOK. HERE IT IS. And it’s there. Everything is there. From start to finish, an entire concept down to the last detail.

I can’t speak for all writers, but for myself, it’s those moments that I’m always chasing. Everything else is a grind, a constant process, working through plot holes and “what ifs” and such. But those moments? It’s like someone opens your brain and dumps an entire encyclopedia into it. It’s an incredible feeling. Like learning the solution to every puzzle ever all at once.

Anyways. Digressing.

So this concept of soulmates through music hit me, and I immediately wanted to write it. But I wanted to challenge myself at the same time, write outside of the little corner that I’m comfortable in, and also try to do something different.

So.

A soulmate concept is inherently beautiful and intimate and profound.

I thought - of all the Pedro boys, which one exists in the least whimsical/magical/romantic era?

And Javi P reluctantly raised his hand.

With that came the idea of another challenge for myself - a romantic interest who is just as jaded, just as world-weary, as Javi, and also just as closed off to any sort of meaningful connection. Someone who has been through deeply tragic personal loss, fought against The System for too long, and resigned themselves to being alone because it’s just… easier.

What happens when fate brings the two of them together?

So. That’s that. Oh, also, since the fic is set after Narcos - I’m having so much fun writing in the early 2000s era. Y2K?? CD stores?? Pre-qwerty texting?? All of it. Amazing. I miss it. Not really. Kinda? No. Okay - McDonald’s pizza, I legitimately miss that.

[mapleleavesart]

WIP Tag Game

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.

/\ this part not mine

Note that just because they're WIPS doesn't mean I'm ever gonna finish them lmao

Art:

Bat wyvern

Halloween Echo

Failed (rottmnt)

Comparison (rottmnt OCs)

Ice Cream (rottmnt + OC)

Leonardo’s Lament / I didn’t ask for this (art - ization of my poem) (rottmnt)

Mike SSRD (rottmnt)

Writing:

Interrupted Stargazing

Sleeping Beauty

Shenanigans ensue. Mikey learns what Puberty is

I’m Sorry

Poolside Meetings

Across Time and Space

Don’t hide your tears

Harmony is Found After Conflict

The Wyverns

I'm not gonna tag very many people bcuz idk who'd want to participate and who'd just be annoyed and I also just don't know very many people? So.

@mutepeaches @tervaneula @notjustdragonspages

[hippielittlemetalhead]

Some name ideas. FYI!! Each title corresponds to lines I plan to use but which one wins will determine the impact of and emphasis on those lines!

EDIT: Due to work stuff that literally just happened the lowest ranking option(s) will most likely be removed depending on how things play out cause this is going to be a hectic next couple of weeks.

1 week timer on this to give me time to write around life shit that keeps happening. 🙃

ALSO!! I have most of the next piece of 'Hop Adopts Steve But Make It Sad' but am worried about it being too melodramatic in places so I'm looking for a beta reader or two? If anyone is interested in me occasionally knocking on their proverbial door and having them review my sad bois word vomit.

[full-on-sam]

What god would you have an affinity with in Aontas?

This is a little uquiz I made while I should have been sleeping, here u go!

Have fun :D

[heaven-cent]

making some progress on a post-dlc brain choice fic.

[paula-in-dreamland]

Me hyping myself up to start writing the most horrific gut-wrenching graphic chapter I have ever construed tonight:

[ariapmdeol]

while rpgmaker stuff is on my mind- here's my testing world SADJKLASDLJK i made the pixel art myself! everything is either things I made on my own or edited from existing rpgmaker 2003 assets.

ost is here

[ksbbb]

Many Sentences Sunday

Tagged by @honestlydarkprincess

“Ouch, get off.” Liam grumbles, heaving a loud sigh and shoving against Theo’s chest in an effort to make some more room.

“You’re warm.” Theo sleepy and eyes half lidded, smiles against Liam’s shoulder, taking in the warmth of his body.

“This is…..”

Liam can’t even finish his sentence because the chimera is pulling at his waist, and snuggling up against him.

Hmmm….. maybe he will be quiet and let Theo rest. It’s been a long day and Liam’s not feeling up to fighting off a sleepy werewolf.

Even if that werewolf is Theo.

A soft smile rests on Liam’s lips, enjoying the warmth and the soft touch, almost forgetting why they’re here.

“I knew you liked me.” Theo smirks, still needing to be his charming self and just like that Liam’s rolling his eyes again.

Tagging @thiamsxbitch @maplesyrizzup @wolfboy88 @chasing-chimeras @shipperqueen6 @mmoosen @theoceanismyinkwell

[foibles-fables]

quick look at the softness before the softness becomes less family-friendly wholesome

[marjansmarwani]

Non-day Specific WIP Preview

I was tagged by @reyesstrand to make a poll to see which fic I should work on and write as many sentences as there were votes for the top one. I was not shocked by the one that won, but I was surprised by the breakdown of the other votes. There are more secret Midsomer Murders fans out here than I thought.

The winner of the poll was the fic I have been calling "Without a Trace: TK Strand Edition" with 25 votes. So here are 25(ish) new sentences of it:

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Carlos stared at the building before him, anxiety bubbling in his gut. The house was not even remotely intimidating in any of the usual senses, but to Carlos it was akin to stepping into a rattlesnake’s lair. He had circled the block twice before finally coming to a stop, and he had been staring at the once-familiar front door as the minutes ticked by. This place had once been home to Carlos, but now the sight of it loomed before him and kept him safely inside his car.  But he needed to do this, a phone call wasn’t enough.   He just had to hope for the best.  He squared his shoulders and stepped out of his car, taking a deep breath as he headed up the front walk. He hesitated for another minute when he reached the front door, only for it to swing open before he could knock.  “Took you long enough,” Nancy said evenly before stepping aside and gesturing for him to enter. Carlos did, even as he fixed her with a dubious look. He hadn’t seen or heard from her in weeks, and not from lack of trying on her part. After everything, he just hadn’t known how he fit. So, he had avoided. His “preferred method of coping,” TK had always called it. Carlos shook the thought away and turned his attention back to the present. Efforts to avoid those memories are why he had avoided Nancy and the rest of the 126 since that day that TK had walked out of the loft and out of his life, but TK was in trouble and his safety was more important to Carlos than anything, even now.  It always would be.  “Sorry.” he responded evenly, “I didn’t realize we had an appointment.”  Nancy shot him a glare before she headed further into the house, Carlos trailing behind her. “I’m going to ignore the attitude and the fact that you’ve spent weeks ignoring my texts because we have bigger fish to fry.”  She led them into the kitchen, which Carlos was startled to find contained the entirety of the former 126 crew, papers spread across the table. He had the distinct impression of stepping into a war room. The occupants of the room were split between papers and laptops and phone calls, but it all came to a halt when he entered the room.  “Uh,” he started uncertainly, “hi.” Silence filled the room but Carlos didn’t know what else to say. A part of him marveled at the fact that just a few weeks ago these people had been like a second family to him. But now it felt like he was the intruder, an outsider walking in and not sure of the welcome he would receive.

This fic is already 5k and nowhere near done, please send help.

It's been a while so I'll just no pressure tag some people in case you want to do something or because you might have tagged me too, idk it's been a while @justaswampdemon, @moviegeek03 @welcometololaland @sunshinestrand @kiras-sunshine @terramous

[wraithsoutlaws]

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