#word wip game

[evidenceof]

word wip game

rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

thank you for the tag gigi! <3 @youcalledmebabe

the word is ghost. these are all from my "there is something in the forest that feeds" (gunning for scary) bastogne winnix wip. seemed apt from the word. i'd love to get my ass to finish this.

G - “Get off the line, Lew.” They both watch as More walks back to his foxhole, feet drawing faint gray shadows on the snow. H -  He takes note of how it chooses to muffle the screaming of men over the weeping of Nebelwerfers, leaving the sobbing German artillery out to linger in the night and take its shift between the ears of soldiers. O - On the outpost, a soldier would have to make sense of the things the forest chose not to eat. S - Syllables of the dead soldier’s name are shouted into his palm. T - The frozen corpse is dragged to edges of the tree line, drained before it is abandoned—until the red stops flowing out of shit-soiled olive drab.

i know you've some of you have already been tagged and have done this but im retagging you for more word options hehe. your word is: death. @babe-heffron, @ww2yaoi, @blood-mocha-latte, @disastrouscanasta (no pressure, etc!)

[lingeringmirth]

Wip word game

Rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

@medusapelagia gave me the word STAR.

All of these are from my steddiebee.

Steve struggles to get up, driven by a sudden sense of urgency, to be moving, to help. He gasps and scrunches his eyes shut as pain lances through his skull at the movement and the too-bright lights.

“Hey, whoa, easy, let the IV be where it is, yea?”

The vinyl sticks, the tape unravels, and a horrible expression spreads over that handsome face that he’s just on the edge of remembering. He stares intently despite how his vision is swimming, trying to focus even when all he wants is to close his eyes.

A kiss to his brow brings him back to the moment where he’s lying in a familiar embrace with a stranger, being anchored by his presence even while he can’t remember why or how or when.

Robin, it's me. Yea--- I know, but you're upsetting him. You can’t, not now. He thinks it's 1983, the last thing he remembers is going into the Byers house back then. Yeah. I know."

Tagging (no pressure): @augustjustice, @eriquin, @devondespresso and @spectrum-spectre with the word ache.

[fuctacles]

another wip game

Rules: you will be given a word. share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

Thanks @penny00dreadful for the tag! My word was DEALER

D

"Demogorgons?" she reminds him incredulously. Steve rolls his eyes but thinks about it for a bit.

Sex, Drugs, and a Haunted House

E

"Eddie, I'm taking care of Stephanie's cats. I, uh, I think they want to talk to her."

The Crazy Cat Lady

A

"And, uh, if you see something weird, like, on the bed or something, just throw a blanket over it and pretend it's not there, okay?"

The Crazy Cat Lady

L

"Lesbian." He points to Robin. "Bisexual." Points to himself. 

Sex, Drugs, and a Haunted House

E

Eddie could tease her about that life coach mindset but focuses on the important part instead. "You think I'm cute?"

Late Bloomers

R

"Really good, thank you. Robin nearly broke her finger trying to beat me in bowling and I ate way too many steamed dumplings. But I swear they are the best in the state."

The Crazy Cat Lady

No pressure tags: @stevesjockstrap @kallisto-k @steveseddie @eddiethebrave @formosusiniquis with the word LEASH

[eusuntgratie]

find the word tag game :)

Thanks for the tag @firenati0n <3

Rules: Share snippets of your work containing each of the words the previous poster selected for you. Then select four words and tag friends (I used a random word generator).

My Words: ready, imagine, win, danger

Your Words: frown, lie, balance, just

no 'win' even though i write hockey fic 🤣

ready - i wanna be adored (elliott x marco)

He fixes dinner so it’s ready when his mom gets home and helps his sister with her math homework. She’s settled in bed when he tells his mom he’s going out. She looks worried, but lets him go. She’s been worried about the move and he knows she feels guilty about how much he has to help with his sister.

imagine - firstprince exes (outside pov)

He’s not worried about something happening with Nora and Alex. But she clearly hates him, or at least, doesn’t approve of his and Alex’s relationship, and he can’t figure out why. Alex won’t talk about it, just seems to keep them as separate as possible without acknowledging that that’s what he’s doing. Daniel can’t imagine getting serious about someone his best friend hated, but he’s not sure what the hell he’s supposed to do about it.

danger - older sugarbaby taynick

Taylor: you free for lunch? i have an idea Nick: that sounds dangerous Taylor: it might be Taylor: text me your address and ill send a car to pick you up Nick: You’ll send a car? What are you, a mob boss?

no pressure tagging @taste-thewaste @jbarneswilson @bigassbowlingballhead @lostcol @faketrex

@voxofthevoid @sheepywritesfics @firstprincehornyramblings

and anyone else who wants to do it! tag me please i wanna see your words <3

[mrprettywhenhecries]

word wip game

➺ rules: you will be given a word. you’ll share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

@melodymunson gave me SULTRY & @thecreelhouse gave me TULIP

for SULTRY, I'll use the wip for the next chapter of DWYTOM, since the bit I've got written is a smut scene ;p

S - Suddenly she knew how to drive a wedge deeper between him and Roy, and though the idea somewhat terrified her, she knew she wanted it too.

U - “Uh, wait, what–?” he exclaimed, turning to gape at her, her words finally catching up to him.

L - Letting out a grunt as he hoisted her up, Gator pressed her firmly against the side of the car, hooking his arms under her legs to keep her in place.

T - Their eyes met as Gator’s hips snapped into hers, his thrusts growing rougher, growling low in his throat, and Win saw the same desperation reflected back at her in Gator’s eyes, his sharp breaths loud in her ears, nearly drowning out the pounding of her pulse.

R - n/a

Y - “You can say that again,” Gator groaned, his hand warm on her cheek as his gaze trailed her face.

for TULIP, I'll use the wip from the next chapter of IDTYN, though there's not much there yet;;

T - The quaint one story sat by itself, away from the other houses on the street, quiet and unassuming – a stark contrast from the last memory Win had of the house.

U - “Uhm, can I ask you though… has Billy been acting, I dunno, strange or anything?” she asked hesitantly.

L - n/a

I - “I know,” Win said, taking Susan aback.  “I’m actually looking for Max.  Is she here?” she asked hopefully, but Susan shook her head.

P - n/a

the word I pick is “SPOOKY” :3

tagging: @heartbreak-sandwich @super-unpredictable98 @imagine-you @wroteclassicaly @buckysgrace

[practicecourts]

wip word search game

Thanks for the tag @glitterwitch1 My words are: laugh, reach, and light. Laugh:

“Ne joue pas au plus malin, mademoiselle. I have an appointment with someone else.” Surely, this girl can’t possibly be… The young woman laughs, she clicks her fingers and a clean glass appears on the table, the content a dull dark green that is nearly black.

Reach

His washed-out, blue eyes give him a pig like appearance. It’s because they are too small, she thinks, just before she sends her knife flying. It sinks and buries itself deep in his throat at the same time magical ropes loop around her. They quickly tie her arms to her body and start to climb to her neck, attempting to throttle her. She fights and wriggles desperately to set herself free. Her fingers stretch to reach for her wand but her movements only tighten the hold of the ropes on her. His magic is strong, she’s not sure if he is able to throw another curse her way, but she tries to move herself out of the chair, to roll and hide behind it so she’s out of his sight.

light

The small flower pendant feels as light as it always does, but a strong pull behind her navel ensures she’s miles and miles away, before anyone can make a light, before the visitor reaches the room, and well before Walburga realises her watch is no longer on her wrist.

These are all very random lines from the same story that's very much a rough draft (and nowhere near finished)

tagging @jamesunderwater @abihastastybeans @joyseuphoria and @petalsinwoodvale (without pressure of course) Your words are : Game, Borrow, Glow (reserve words are Red, Dangerous, Satisfied)

[doyelikehaggis]

call for the wip ask game :)

I’m gonna be annoying and use a few different fics for this!

1. waiting room (hollyoaks)

The hospital waiting room makes George think of Ash. He searches the chairs and finds her. Head bent, hidden in her hands behind a curtain of blonde and purple hair that is little more lacklustre than he's used to. Of course. Like brother, like sister; she hasn't left the hospital since yesterday. Further confirming that for him is the sparkly silver dress she obvious hasn't had a chance to change out of since getting the call in the early hours of the morning.

2. seeing ghosts (eastenders)

'You're dead,' Bobby blurts out, cutting her off. 'You're not... you're not real. I know you're not. I need to call Nan. I need...'

3. High School Reunion (SuperFlash/Glee)

Trent might have told him that Blaine's asked about him a few times and doesn't hold a grudge, but that doesn't make a difference. Two people out of two whole schools. He might as well call up Snart and ask him if the Rogues want some target practice. That would definitely end better than this reunion would if he dared to go. 

&

Barry grins as Blaine gets up on the stage. Kara shakes her head at him, mouthing, “no way!” when he tries to motion them up onto the stage with him. He rolls his eyes and leans in to whisper something to Trent, then pulls back with an even brighter grin. The opening notes of “One Call Away” starts playing as Blaine is handed a microphone. 

Fanfiction Work-In-Progress Guessing Game

[chucklepea-hotpot]

WIP guessing game: "Arm" und/oder "aufwachen"?

Actually giving both from the wips of "Weihnachten mit den Menzingers" by @carlomenzinger and me.

Als Franz morgens aufwachte, wusste er zuerst nicht, wo er sich befand. Sein Kopf dröhnte unangenehm und er merkte, dass seine Nase auf einer Seite zu war. Na super.

Und das nächste ist von Lotti, but I'm sure it will do its deed nevertheless, hehe

Sein Arm war schon ganz taub geworden, und Ivo lag immer noch halb darauf. Er würde aber sicher nichts tun, um diesen Umstand zu beseitigen. Ivos Locken kitzelten ihm am Kinn.

[theresthesnitch]

Find a Word Tag Game

Thanks @r33sespieces for the tag! I was hoping to play this one.

The rules are simple - find the word (or something close enough) in a fic (WIP, published, whatever) and share the excerpt it’s in.

My words: slip, wrinkle, ring, sign

Tagging: @second-sister @mppmaraudergirl @missgryffin @maraudersftw @charmsandtealeaves if anyone wants to play

Your words: deserve, chase, lick, between

Slip:

From an as of yet unnamed fic for @hpknotfest. The title of my google doc is "ABO gangbang" if that gives you a clue about what is happening.

The Prewett twins were a surprise, specifically in that they came together. “Remus, we want to talk to you.” 

Remus looked from Fabian to Gideon, who walked on either side of him. “Alright…” 

Gideon smiled at him as he wrapped a hand around his waist and slipped his fingers in Remus’s back pocket. “Your heat is tonight.” 

Fabian slipped his arm between Gideon’s and Remus, slipping his fingers in Remus’s other back pocket. “You know what makes a heat go faster?”

Remus raised an eyebrow. “Sharing it with an alpha?”

“Sharing it with twin alphas.” They spoke together, and then squeezed his arse together.

Wrinkle:

This fic is titled Knot in my Job Description... and is also for hpknot fest. I'm..... not giving any more details.

“Minister, this is going to go easier if you take off your trousers, too.” He nodded at Kingsley’s crotch. 

Kingsley looked down, not even realizing that he was openly stroking himself through his trousers now. He groaned. “Oh fuck, fine.” 

Kingsley stood, stripping his trousers, pants, and loafers off, laying them in a pile on the floor before sitting back down in his chair. Percy moved to the pile, bending over to pick up his trousers and pants and giving Kingsley and Sirius a clear view of his tight puckered hole. 

Kingsley groaned, gripping himself in hand while Sirius chuckled next to him. “Percy, you don’t have to do that.” 

Percy folded his trousers and laid them neatly on the table. “You don’t want to have wrinkles later so—“ His eyes went wide as he turned to face Kingsley again. “Oh.”

Ring:

Okay... I really didn't inted this, but... The the only other ring was a massive spoiler. This is from another hpknotfest fic. This one is called Indiscreet, and is Starking. It's actually a prequel to Knot in my Job Description, but I won't say whyyyyy.

“Well, Percy will be relieved you think so.” Kingsley laughed, pausing next to the floo like he wasn’t quite ready to leave. “He asked me if I wanted him to pick up my grandfather's ring for you out of the vault. I don’t think he’ll ever believe we aren’t together.”

For a moment, Sirius let his mind wander to wearing the Shacklebolt ring, and giving Kingsley the Black ring, and sharing a cottage outside of London somewhere. In Godric’s Hollow with James and Remus, perhaps. He wanted it–wanted it so badly it hurt. “Would that be so bad?”

Sign:

This one is for chapter 3 of Give Me A Sign (pointed ask? I see you).

“Can I see you on Saturday?” Remus signed. 

“Oh, um. I don’t think so.” Sirius signed, and he looked apologetic. “Sorry, I have plans.” 

“That’s okay.” Remus felt disappointment pooling in his stomach. “No problem.” 

He started to turn away, but Sirius stopped him with a hand to his arm. “You could come, if you want. I just don’t know that you would want to. James and I are going to see this band that we love. I don’t know if you want to see a band.” He looked hopeful, even as he was trying to hedge the invitation. 

“I’ll go.” Remus signed it so quickly that he worried he was too eager. “I mean, if you really want me to go. I don’t have to if I’m intruding.”

[thekristen999]

It’s Friday and work is stressful. I have my  S3 canon divergence WIP open while I ponder the next set of scenes.

Feel free to send me a word or two, and if it’s in my story, I’ll post the sentence(s) it is in :)

[startanewdream]

Sweat

Cheating a little bit (again) but here, Anon!

She kept tugging at the tip of her braid; with her wet hair and clean face, they might have just met at the end of practice—that’s it, until he realised she was wearing a Chudley Cannon sweatshirt, the colour clashing furiously with her hair.

Send me a Word for Wip Game!

[silverhallow]

Lonely

Aiming for some sadness?

Every Christmas since Sophie had disappeared Benedict had taken himself off abroad, he couldn’t be around his family, he preferred being lonely, he had to be alone but this year… he couldn’t.

[simandy]

It has been so long since I posted any wip! This is the hair i was working on for Halloween (along with other stuff). It was supposed to be a test for a blender add-on I got, but it turned out to look so good I really want to give it to you guys. I regret not updating blender earlier or looking for add-ons, this one really does make it much easier to create hairs! It's not free, unfortunately 😖 but it was worth it for me, it will make the hair making process much easier (and fun!) than what it was! To me, the best part is that I finished meshing the curves and solidified them as meshes and when i went to check the poly count it was 10k. FOR THE ENTIRE HAIR. COME ON.

I'm making this post because i believe real artists don't gatekeep! Here is the link of the video and download, in case you're interested. Posting the video link because of the promotional code ^^

*** IMPORTANT ***

This add-on is magical and i can prove it since I'm staring at sims4studio now with THAT hair (in the post above) imported with the hat chops and it's at 10k vertices and 14k polys and i didn't make a singular effort to reduce it yet. And if you work with hairs you know how this sounds like sorcery.

ANYWAY I have stuff to say. This add-on creates a thing in your mesh called COLOR ATTRIBUTES. I don't know exactly what they're for (because my blender knowledge is restricted to making cool crystals and custom content for the sims 4) but SIMS4STUDIO CANNOT READ THEM. FOR LIFE. They will cause various errors that will make you spiral forever because they're extremely UNCLEAR. I found them by accident so, if you bought the add-on and is now making beautiful hairstyles and struggling to make them to sims4studio, here is the culprit:

Located in: DATA. Delete every other color attribute besides "color0" and your hair will import to s4s normally!

[authorangelita]

From Out is Through Part 2, which I will finish this year. I'm determined. Also, I think I've shared this before, but it's the only thing that came up with "sharp".

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"You're all incorrigible.  And you're going to get your fool selves killed."  Matty turned and gestured for Riley and Bozer to start moving.  "We're going topside unless you two want to resign right now and join these idiots in their death wish."

Riley's and Bozer's eyes moved to Mac, and he shook his head at them.  They nodded in response, though Charlie wasn't quite sure what had been communicated.  However, they did turn and walk back into the tunnel.  Matty was right behind them.

Before Charlie could ask what that was about, the timer must have hit zero because there was a loud explosion above them, and then the ceiling started to drop in chunks.  Charlie lunged for Mac, intent on protecting his friend as best he could from the falling debris, but Jack was faster, grabbing Mac and tucking the younger man's body under his larger frame while pulling him toward the wall.  

There was a sharp pain in the back of Charlie's head, and the world went dark.

this week’s word is…

🔪 SHARP 🔪

find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. play however you want: reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private

[cha-melodius]

Taking my cue today from @ficwip and their Word Game Wednesday to pull a snippet from my fic. Today's word was: CHILL.

Two weeks into Operation Be Professional, Chill, And Also Friends With Your Ex—ok, it could use a snappier name—and Alex is fucking killing it. They’re not spending a ton of time together, mostly because Henry is far too busy with everything involved in making the movie, but now they regularly chat on set between takes. Alex teases him about his floppy hat, and Henry gives him a hard time about how much coffee he drinks. Henry fusses over him when he does something dumb and wipes out during a stunt, and Alex makes sure that craft services has the right kind of tea and that Henry actually eats lunch. Against all the odds, it’s working. And if it’s also killing Alex, well, no one needs to know that. He missed Henry terribly, and having him back in his life, even in a small way, is incredible, but… he still misses Henry. He misses late nights and early mornings together. He misses conversations about things that really matter. He misses Henry’s hands and his lips and, yes, his cock. Sue him.

Thanks to @loki-is-my-kink-awakening, @wordsofhoneydew, and @onthewaytosomewhere for the tags today. My traditional open tag, and also:

@cricketnationrise @rmd-writes @clottedcreamfudge @tintagel-or-cockleshells @firenati0n

@blueeyedgrlwrites @iboatedhere @pippinoftheshire @porcelainmortal @thesleepyskipper

@wolfpup026 @justabigoldnerd @three-drink-amy @eusuntgratie @faketrex

@lilythesilly @orchidscript @14carrotghoul @sparklepocalypse

@welcometololaland @indestructibleheart @myheartalivewrites @ninzied

@leaves-of-laurelin @nicijones @mirilyawrites @getmehighonmagic

[rowanisawriter]

wip wednesday

i’m writing (threat) bored olympian zagreus finding some entertainment in dying again and again because thanatos is always summoned to collect his uncollectable soul

edit: read it here

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“You are an Olympian.”

Zagreus waits, but no more words spill into the cool air between them. “Yes.”

“And you can die,” Thanatos continues.

“Yes. I suppose I can.”

“You suppose…” Thanatos trails into silence. He turns his head, looking toward the edge of the cliff. His profile is illuminated by the orange glow of the fire, his long nose, his pale eyebrows, eyebrows drawn low over his eyes. “So you’ve never done that before? Died?”

Zagreus pretends to think about it, tapping his chin with his finger. “Do you think you could come across me and forget it?”

Color rises in Thanatos’s cheeks, a pale smudge of gold. He keeps his eyes on the cliff. “No, I don’t think I could.”

“Then no, I haven’t done that before. Died.”

“And do you often jump off cliffs in the middle of the night in the middle of the wilderness by yourself?”

Zagreus purses his lips to keep back a smile. “It gets boring on Olympus. I thought this would break up the tedium a bit.”

Thanatos snorts. The sound is so unexpected that Zagreus drops his cool facade for just a moment, a smile bursting across his face. He refocuses on the fire, feeling Thanatos’s pale eyes on him again.