#wips ask game thing

[monsterbananatv]

WIP game asks! Oh wow it was difficult to pick two. Never beating the big brother allegations and Lucy??? What're you doing here??? please!

Those are both of my Kipps fics!

Never beating the big brother allegations is technically just a title rn but it was going to be a 5+1 of some sort but as I was typing this I think I came up with a better idea. What if I made it the title of the series and have the series just be fics about Kipps being the reluctant big brother we know he is. I have a few ideas for different things… the chances of me writing them all and finishing is slim but there’s a chance because I really want to use this name lol. We shall see what becomes of it.

Lucy??? What’re you doing here??? is my after Lucy leaves l&co where does she go fic. Cause like her leaving is rather abrupt and honestly how quickly do we think she would she be able to find her apartment so where would she go for a little bit? Yup, Kipps’s. She shows up at his flat with nowhere else to go and he helps her out like the big brother he is. I don’t have much currently cause I got derailed trying to figure out how she would know his address but my goal is getting it done before Kipps appreciation weekend lol.

Here’s a snippet for you:

When Quill Kipps opened the door of his apartment late one bleary winter night, the last person he expected to see was one Lucy Carlyle, teary eyed and carrying everything she owned.

“Carlyle?” He thought maybe he was imagining her. He rubbed at his eyes but she remained standing there. “Why are you here?”

She avoided his eyes, staring down at her boots. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

Thank you for the ask! I appreciate it ❤️

[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Behind the Scenes Writing Ask Game

So behind the scenes won the poll, but I thought I'd do an ask game with it!

✍️ "when did you get started writing?"

✏️"what are your current WIPs about?"

📜"how did you get started on your WIPs?"

📝"what stages are you currently in your WIPs?"

🖊️"how does your magic system work?"

🖋️"what inspired you to write your WIPs?"

📖"what has surprised you about your WIPs?"

💻"what perspectives do you write in?"

🖥️"what types of writing do you do?"

❤️"what are your favorite scenes from your WIPs?"

😭"what are the biggest challenges writing your WIPs?"

❗"how many WIPs do you have?"

‼️"what has stayed consistent across all drafts?"

⁉️"what do you do when stuck on a scene?"

❓ask anything you want!

If anyone wants to reblog this to play with too that's totally fine with me!

[chiptrillino]

61 for the WIP game!

(Sorry for the million and seven tags, Chip <3)

Its okay! uh... have some boys beeign cute? WIP Ask Game!

(one number can contain multiple images btw)

[haridraws]

contemplating the sea. ruminating upon some ideas.

[cheatingtime]

[gaywarcriminals]

i have GOT to ask about YQY erectile dysfunction for the ask game. rise up ED!YQY nation

ED!YQY nation!!! I just think his huge limp dick is cute <3. In this one it's caused by Xuan Su, but I think sexual dysfunction is also pretty in line with YQY's general depressive & trauma symptoms (particularly disconnect with his body and guilt/shame),

This fic is pretty typical qijiu misunderstandings-- SJ initiates sex for the first time without talking about it first, then gets upset when YQY’s not hard because *obviously* that means their enthusiastic make out session was just YQY humoring him, clearly he’s looking down on SJ for his desires, etc etc. 

Qijiu dance around the issue, YQY shamefully goes to MQF who confirms his condition, and eventually YQY explains his situation to SJ. SJ half bullies half worships YQY's cock and decides he's fine with this actually. 

[wip game]

[swampybogg]

[myymi]

32!! also i havent played dbh but i def watched playthroughs i'd love to hear your brainrot ^_^

sonic please.

“C’mon, bud, it’s not that hard.” Sonic says, rubbing his paw down his face. He’s been trying to get the kid to say his name for about 10 minutes now. “Just try to get the first three letters, okay? Just ‘Son’.”

His, now literal, baby brother’s brow furrows as he tilts his head curiously. He's sitting in Knuckles's lap at the moment, playing with his quills.

“Sonic, stop trying to push him.” Amy scolds, frowning at the blue hedgehog. “S is hard for little kids, it'll take time. Don't you remember what he did when he was helping you learn how to talk?”

x

and for the dbh stuff, ill make a separate post for that as soon as i get my thoughts together, but i can tag you in it once it's made if you want lol

[a-most-beloved-fool]

For the writing prompts;

19. For luck - Rom and Leeta

"And then," Bashir was saying - though in truth, Rom was paying only half attention, far too busy thinking about Leeta - "she came right up to me, and kissed me on the lips!"

"Oh, she did, did she?" Chief O'Brien said, scoffing good-naturedly.

"It's true!" Bashir insisted, though he didn't look insulted by the Chief's doubt. He was smiling into his glass, seeming quite delighted by the disbelieving frown on O'Brien's face.

Rom didn't quite understand what was supposed to be so 'unbelievable' about the story. In fact - "It seems pretty believable to me," he said. "Doctor Bashir's always kissing beautiful women." (Including, at one point, Leeta - though not anymore, Rom thought with some pleasure.)

"Yes, but this one was out of his league," the Chief said, batting his hand playfully across the table.

Bashir just smiled bashfully, ignoring the swipe. "Ah, well. You're right about that. She wasn't really interested in me after all. Turns out, she'd just misconstrued the human concept of a 'good luck kiss'".

"Ohh! A 'good luck kiss'!" Rom said eagerly. Then, after a pause, "Uh, what's a 'good luck kiss'?"

The Chief sat back, idly crossing his arms. "Well, it's pretty much exactly what it sounds like. It's a kiss that you give someone to wish them luck."

"Oh," Rom said, considering that. Luck was always a good thing to have. Perhaps... "Oh! Leeta!" He stood, sending his chair clattering backwards. "I'll be back!" he shouted, then raced from Quark's bar, ignoring his brother's parting shout out dismay.

He needed to find Leeta.

--

"Leeta! Waaaait!" Rom hollered, shuffling through the crowded promenade as quickly as he could manage, chasing after her familiar voice. "Leeta! I need to give you something!"

This would be easier, he thought, if Bajorans could hear as well as Ferengi could.

But, at last, Leeta stopped, turning to find him. "Rom? Rom, what's the matt-"

The rest of her sentence trailed off into a hum as Rom reached up, pulling her down to plant a kiss square on her lips. One of her hands cupped Rom's cheek, soft. Rom didn't really know how long a 'good luck kiss' was supposed to last for - he really should have gotten more details before running off (for example, does it need tongue? Bashir never specified.) - but he thought that this should satisfy it.

He pulled away, grinning toothily up at his wife. "Hi, Leeta," he said.

She smiled down at him, cheeks flushed and lovely as always. "Hi, Rom. What was that for?" she asked, looking bemused and delighted.

"It's a kiss," Rom said, perhaps unnecessarily. "For luck," he added. "It's a hoo-man tradition!"

"For luck? Rom," she asked, laughing, "what are you wishing me luck for?"

Rom blinked. "Uhhh... For your day?"

Leeta beamed at him, and then leaned down, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Well, I think it worked. I do feel pretty lucky now."

Rom grinned. "Me, too."

--

(also if anyone else wants to make a request, the ask game is here. i can't promise they'll get done as quick or be as long as this one is, though!)

[indoorghost]

WIP Word Guessing Game

Rules: Send me an ask with a word and I'll post a sentence or paragraph from one of my WIPs that contains that word!

If you manage to stump me, I'll write three sentences and share these.

[mrsjellymunson]

To avoid flubbing and missing yet another WIP game (@the-unforgivenn thanks for the tag, darling!), I’m combining WIP asks with a poll. Please vote here for which of my WIPs you’d most like to see next, because I am a distracted little bear and can’t concentrate. You can also send me an ask with the series title or it’s corresponding emoji, and I might publish a little snippet of whichever ones come out on top. Feel free to go feral in the comments as well, telling me how you voted and why, as I don’t get to see who votes for what 🙏

I’m tagging my general taglist and some writer buddies, but honestly ANYONE can vote or send me an ask, seriously. I’m hoping the more prods I get the more direction I will have! 🤞🤞 Help this distracted gal out, send me your wishes! (18+ only please)

Anyone is welcome to take this format and do similar, I’d love to vote on yours too!

ETA: sample of So What? here

ETA2: Plot synopsis of TBT3 here

THANK YOU!! 💋💋

Kittie 🐈🌸💗

@joejoequinnquinn @jamdoughnutmagician @guiltyasquinn @madaboutmunson @airen256 @sunshinepeachx @somnambulic-thing @bettyfrommars @rebelfell @pedroschka @katethetank @skrzydlak @comeonatmebruh @jamiecb66 @80s-addict @abellmunsonmovie @definitionwanderlust @sheneedsrocknroll92 @munson-blurbs @wonderlanddreamer @daisy-munson @maedesculpaeusoubi @kurdtbean @mediocredreams @in2tswft @micheledawn1975 @littlebebebunny @12thatsanumber @alastorssimp @the-baby-angel @eddie-is-a-god @wolfqueenxxx @losingmygrasponreality @richter-raccoon @1deverland @evileyeandthecattywhumps @3rd-conchord @bellalillyrose

[ragnarokhound]

trick or treat 👻 long time no ramble in your ao3 comments but ily

Happy Halloween!! Always happy to hear from you! <333

Please enjoy my final contribution this year, a merry spookmas to all, and to all a boop night:

Halloween night in Gotham always brings out the crazies. The light is still on at this house, one of many in a nice, quiet neighborhood close to the park. The doorbell rings in expectation. As the tradition is answered, the owner of this particular house is nearly shocked out of their skin by the costumed figures on their front stoop. Or rather, by one in particular. "Trick or treat," sniffles a young, wobbling voice. "Trick or treat," her imposing guardian echoes, a beat off. The old rote phrase takes on new meaning, spat out of that expressionless red helmet, threatening and mechanical. Red Hood is on the porch. With a teary-eyed fairy princess, clutching a half-full sack of candy in her small hands. It looks suspiciously like burlap, and it's stained in places, like it's already been used for kidnapping purposes. Best not to ask, probably. "O-oh! What wonderful--" a darting glance from the princess to the Hood, "--costumes. So creative. Not staying out too much longer, I hope? It's getting late." "Making up for lost time," Red Hood says. It answers about as many questions as it raises, but mostly it says back off and give up the goods. Nervously, "Oh, of course. Take as much as you like, dear-- we thought we'd seen our last trick-or-treaters already." The princess's eyes get big, and she looks up at Red Hood, double checking. When he nods, shrugging, as much as you want, they said, she scrambles for the candy bowl. Crisp plastic packaging crinkles by the handful as she practically cleans them out. "What do we say?" Red Hood says gruffly. "Thank you!" she says, beaming. Hood leans in close. "Warheads? Gummy lips?" The gun-toting vigilante says disdainfully. "Are you kidding me with this sh-- stuff? This is bottom shelf candy. This is the dregs from last year. We both know the average property values on this street. You can do better." "Hood!" A third, irritated voice calls from the short driveway. "Wrap it up, we're behind schedule as it is!" "We'll make time," growls the man behind the mask, not even turning to acknowledge-- Red Robin is in the driveway. The severe twist of his mouth is impatient, but softens when the fairy princess comes running towards him, near-full bag held up triumphantly and spilling at least half a dozen boxes of Dots on the grass. "Red Robin, Red Robin, look! Look, I have enough now! I wanna show Greg and Mommy, they'll never believe it--" "Good job, Jenny," Red Robin says brightly, helping her up in front of him on the seat of his motorcycle. He's got a child-sized helmet ready to go. "See? I told you we'd get your candy back. Hood!" he snaps. Red Hood points fingers at his eyes and then at the cheapskate home owner's, I'm watching you, before snatching the last butterscotch out of the bowl. "Keep your shorts on, princess, I'm coming," he complains, climbing up onto the seat behind him. It's a tight fit. "Ready to go home?" he asks Jenny. "Bad guys and trick or treating and magic spells. You've had a big night, kiddo." "Uh-huh," she says absently, seriously studying her candy stash. "Then hold on tight--" "You got her?" "What kind of question is that? Of course I've got her--" The rev of the engine drowns out the rest of their bickering, and then they're off, screaming down the street. Gone, like they were never here at all. Halloween always brings out the crazies.

(For the trick or treat ask game! Send me a trick or treat ask and I'll share jaytim WIP snippets, or new 3-sentence -paragraph fics, etc :^) through the 31st!)

[ksbbb]

WIP WEDNESDAY SATURDAY

Tagged by @hemlocksandfoxgloves @blue-hair-and-angels

Love is a Twisted Dance of Shadows (mafia au-dark Theo)

Paint the Town Red (dark Liam)

Where no Hope is Left, is Left no Fear (vampire Theo and werewolf Liam)

Snippet from Where no Hope is Left

Don’t do anything crazy.” Stiles warns, already annoyed by the flimsy plan they have and needing to fill the silence with his two cents.

Theo knew he should have driven by himself. The truck is out of commission for now and going with Stiles should have been an easy choice because if he had to sit in the car with the Argent’s they probably wouldn’t have made it here. Liam’s too on edge over Gerard and Theo didn’t want to have to come between them.

He’s trying to keep from using his supernatural abilities, or his scary face.

“Got it. I’ll make sure Theo behaves himself.” Liam says, a bit too quickly and waiting for Scott’s cue.

“I’m more worried about Stiles going off script.” Boyd responds, causing a smile to form on Theo’s face.

“I’ve only done that once or maybe twice. Stop. We’re not going there.” Stiles mutters, as Derek opens his mouth to say something.

There’s a whole lot of talking and Theo’s not used to it. It feels weird and awkward. Almost like he’s in a different place where he can actually be seen as more than his usual monster-like self.

Tagging @chasing-chimeras @maplesyrizzup @thiamsxbitch @wolfboy88 @honestlydarkprincess @theoceanismyinkwell @rhyslahey @fruchtfliege @mmoosen @thiamblogger

[djevelbl]

GUESS WHO I'M DRAWING NOOOOWWWWW~!!!!

[lyxchen]

What do you mean he's the "bad guy"? Have you seen his face??

[fisherrprince]

WIP GAME

Tagged by: @last-flight-of-fancy

RULES: Make a new post with the names of all your WIPs, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have WIPs. People can then send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them - post a little snippet or tell them something about it as a reply!

I. I cannot tag as many people as I have current wips. AHKFKLS OK ALRIGHT WE MOVE

-IFIGHTFORMYFRIENDS.mov

-hollyfall.mov

-leftright.mov

-uminaoshi.mov

-36 years young.mov

-stars without number

-zine draft 2

-I SWEAR THIS WILL BE THE LAST ONE FISH TWO FISH

-Attempt 2

-A

-ferrisOOOOOO.mov

-scientificallyunadvisableheijihattori.mov

Not all of these are being like. Actively worked on. But they are all On My Mind Currently

being brave and tagging @thetwilightroadtonightfall @kamibitt @wodniars-void no pressure!!