#wip concept ask game

[sad-leon]

Has 65 been asked yet?

eyy its a shot from a comic that I never ended up making, but i could get this expression out of my head

#sad•leonart #wip ask game #asks #might still do something with this concept... #might put it on patreon if i can get a sketch down #also featuring leon(alter)'s design cuz it was gonna be vent art

[chiscribbs]

:|a Disconnected ConArt (ROTTMNT) ? :3

The Concept Art canvas for my Disconnected AU!

Tbh, I've shared a good bit of what's on this one already, lol Not a lot left to show, except for this semi-old sketch:

It's an early concept of the Firewall, based off of this gaming device I saw which allowed a person to play video games using only their brain (forgot what the device was called). Proooobably not what it'll end up looking like in the long-run, but that's why it's just "concept art" lol

#I do have more concept art for this AU but it's in a different file and it's mixed with a bunch of others lol #Thanks for the ask and for your interest in my work! :> #asked and answered #artrehearsals #disconnected au (rottmnt) #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt au #trilobitepunch #WIP game

[tarydarrington]

I must know about hanahakish!

🔥\o/🔥 hanahakish is my special little baby project, the most self-indulgent of blorbo blenders.

it is pretty much exactly what it sounds like! essek catches an engineered variant of frigid woe during the aeor arc, and the somatic components to Spell of Don't Die Horribly include a kiss from someone who loves you.

here's a little (unedited) bit of the middle:

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"That—"

Caleb kisses him. It's short, closed-mouthed, and deliberate. He pulls away again, hands still on Essek’s arms as though to hold him at a distance, and Essek reminds himself to breathe.

"You are very important to our goals," Caleb says in a rush.

His gaze flicks down to Essek's mouth. As though unconsciously, he runs a thumb along his own bottom lip. For a moment, Essek is certain he's about to lean in again and do it properly. Then he straightens, clearing his throat, and looks away.

“This—I did not intend for—”

He curls his lip, muttering something unintelligible. Essek’s heart threatens to claw its way out his mouth.

It’s the finest knife to slip between his ribs. Caleb loves him—truly, provably loves him—but wishes he didn’t.

“I’m sorry,” catches in his throat.

He bites down hard on the inside of his lip. There is little he can do to make this easy for Caleb, but at the very least he can keep from crying.

“Don’t be.” Caleb’s hand twitches in his lap. “I will save you a hundred times over, if that is what needs doing.”

If it needs doing. If kissing Essek is necessary, Caleb will do the practical thing. The potion went down easier than this. Essek swallows it anyway, pushing back the hair stuck to his forehead.

“Your help is appreciated.”

#hanahaki as a concept is so fucked up and it is SO much fun to play with that #thanks for the ask!! c: #wip title ask game #wip tag #asks #ariadne-mouse #shadowgast for ts

[ladytauria]

Omg are teenage fantasies side a&b about the same fantasy from different povs or jaytim playing out each other’s fantasies?

aaah i’m so glad you asked 😌

two different fantasies!!

so, teen fantasies side a is jason’s pov of tim narrating a fantasy he had of jason’s robin. tim is also acting out parts of the fantasy as he says them, with jason imagining them at the same time… a snippet to show what i mean:

Tim hums. “Well… there’s this one I thought about pretty often,” he says. “You’d rescue me—from a mugger, maybe, or from falling. You whisk me off somewhere safe, where you can make sure I’m okay… and lecture me about recklessness.” Tim’s mouth quirks. “I’m grateful. Not just for the save, but for everything. I don’t bother listening to the lecture.” Shocking. “Instead, I have to ask. How do you do it? How do you protect Gotham, and watch out for Batman, and still live a normal life? It must be so hard.” Jason can picture it. Being fifteen again, when Robin was losing its magic. When he looked around Gotham, seeing not the people they’d saved—but the one’s they hadn’t. The ones they failed. He’s fighting with Bruce more and more, questioning everything. Even school doesn’t offer an escape. And Dick—well. Dick is great, but busy. Distant. And always fighting with Bruce. He’s lonely. He doesn’t think he’d realized how much, then. And then— There’s Tim, looking at him with bright eyes and flushed cheeks, faintly awestruck and painfully earnest. In Jason’s mind, he’s not 12, 13 as he would have been, but 14. 15, even. Younger than him, but not young. “It is. I know it is, now, and even then I suspected. You brush it off, though. After all, you’re Robin. This is what you do. And I say, ‘Yeah—but. You deserve to get something back. To be taken care of.’” Fantasy-Tim’s cheeks grow red, while real-Tim’s pinken. “’Let me make you feel good.’ And I drop to my knees.” Jason’s breath catches. He’s flushed. His skin prickles; his cock stirs. Teenage-him probably would have panicked and fled, or tried to stop him; face tomato-red. Fantasy-teen Jason stays, biting his lip, back pressed against the wall, thighs parting. He wants. He’s nervous. But he needs this. Needs someone’s soft touch. Concern. Affection. Fifteen-year-old Jason needed so badly for someone to care.

side a is basically done except for like,,, editing the beginning. but i want to post them together/close together s…

teen fantasies side b is giving me trouble… it’s tim pov, and now it’s jason’s turn to narrate a scene from his teen years. now, um. i don’t actually have it written yet BUT, i did post about it… on twitter? i don’t remember if i posted here oops.

but BASICALLY, he had a major crush on diana which led to him imagining some… creative uses of the lasso of truth, including being bound up and made to ask, explicitly, for whatever he wanted her to do to him.

tim may not have a lasso of truth, but he (and jason) are both pretty skilled chemists AND live in gotham with plenty of access to various pollens <3

or, to make a long story short, consensual truth pollen fic

(edited bc i originally said 'sex pollen' when i meant 'truth pollen'. altho idk maybe they add an aphrodisiac component :P)

[ wip ask game ]

#i love the concept of ivy’s pollens and i also love twisting the usual usage of them #for funsies #lovely anons #asks and answers #jaytim #dcu #wip ask game

[ilovedthestars]

a trick or treat for @cellarwhales, who was having mysterious technical difficulties with my inbox

you asked for something hopeful or cathartic, so i am going to share some snips from the slightly angsty but mostly soft fic that i wrote after backreading the Murderbot has a Murdercat thread on discord. this wip was inspired by the excellent fic a hero to me by kiore ( @temporalreplicsimile ) and it's really not that far from being finished, but i stalled out on looking thru the books to find some quotes to tie the various snips i wrote into canon scenes.....i should go do that so i can post this!

these snips are scenes from ASR (starting immediately after the rogue discovery scene), but if Murderbot had a cat. because it deserves one.

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A small, furry fauna streaked out of the corner and attacked my feet with its tiny claws. I was so relieved to see it that I didn’t even think before I bent down and lifted it off the floor. It shoved its head into the crook of my elbow and I had to pull my arms close to my body to keep from dropping it. It burrowed its face into my shirt and started to vibrate softly. I realized that all the humans were staring at me. Ratthi said, “Oh, is it yours?” I just stood there, trying frantically to think of a lie or an excuse that would explain why this small fauna had attached itself to me. Anything that wouldn’t lead to it being taken away. Arada said, “It came running out of the cubicle when we opened it, and wouldn’t come back. We weren’t sure how a cat got in with us, but if you brought it with you, that explains that.” Volescu said, “Is that…allowed? For SecUnits to have pets?” I tensed, and clutched the fauna a little closer to myself. Gurathin was frowning at the fauna in my arms. “It can’t possibly be allowed. It must have been hiding the cat, too. I suppose if it was rogue, it could have managed to sneak it in.” He put a little too much emphasis on the word rogue, and Mensah shot him a look. “SecUnit, I would like you to remain part of our group, at least until we get off this planet and back to a place of safety. At that point, we can discuss what you’d like to do. But I swear to you, I won’t tell the company, or anyone outside this room, anything about you or the broken module.” She considered the fauna, and added, “Or the cat.”

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When we left for the rendezvous site, I left the fauna with the big hopper. I didn’t like it, but it wasn’t like bringing a fauna to a hostile negotiation was going to help anyone. It tried to follow me to the little hopper with Mensah. I picked it up and carried it back. “Stay here.” It knew to stay when I told it to stay. If it hadn’t figured that out quickly, it wouldn’t have lasted very long. It was a smart fauna. It tucked itself underneath one of the big hopper’s seats, almost out of sight, and stayed quiet. “Good fauna,” I told it. If everything went to shit, I hoped it would find a way to survive.

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I was hovering on the edge of a system failure. I had flashes, off and on. The inside of the little hopper, my humans talking, something soft pushing against my hand. I felt the scrabble of tiny claws. It was my fauna. It was bumping my hand with its head and making tiny whimpering sounds. I didn’t want it to be scared, but my hand wouldn’t move to stroke it. Then being in the big hopper, as it was lifting up. I could tell from the drive noise, the flashes of the feed, that the pick-up transport was bringing it on board. The fauna licked my fingers. That meant the humans hadn’t left it behind.

#ask game answers #stars wips #murdercat wip #murderbot #murderbot fanfic #murdercat and catbot (two different concepts) are some of the best things to come out of the murderbot discord server

[reyesstrand]

nightmares coda? 👀

OOH okay so i mean a lot of it stems from our convo about grace and judd’s scenes with judd in therapy in 1x02 and their unwavering love for each other, and how a tarlos twist on that might look. also i can’t stop thinking about how that first night together in the loft would’ve gone when tk and carlos were separated for such a long chunk of time, and how the memories of the fire and their loss might come back to carlos once he’s back with tk after he pushed so much of his trauma down in the face of the breakup. that coupled with what carlos has dealt with in s4, i think it would be an interesting thing to explore (nightmares, grief, guilt, loss, maybe with some support from grace/judd as they’ve faced this before) as they heal in a sort of timeless liminal space set post-s4 sometime :’)

ask me about my wips!

#answered #wip ask game #this is the most hand-wavey and just vibe-based concept in my head right now but i have THOUGHTS!! esp after our ep2 rewatch

[dreamcrow]

What is skrael sous vide? ( hihi dream ^^)

(from this wip meme; thank you for the ask!)

oh, skrael sous vide is one of my favorite concepts: ye olde hotsprings episode!! (part 1/1 billion)

i've had the hc for a long time of early-days skrael walking in on bellroc bathing in a hotspring. it establishes their cultural differences; gets bellroc good and flustered (top tier imaginary scenario); it also sets up an excuse to let me expose a lot of self-indulgent worldbuilding, explaining WHY they got so flustered (it's not being seen naked). but walking in on them was a genuine accident, even if it sets off several of their ridiculous ancient victorian hangups. he'd only seen one once or twice, before! there aren't many in the area bellroc grew up in, but more than that. plus i enjoy the thought that they just have a knack for finding them. let them be comfy! my continued cartoon side villain agenda.

so. anyway, after some time passes, after they patch things up some: they're roaming around again, and it's getting cooler out, and they've found. well. okay, he's kind of a jackass. but—they do like having him around. he's funny, he knows fucking magic!!, he's a huge bitch sometimes and sometimes weirdly generous. he looks so strange and other but he's such a person beneath that. they're not stupid, even in those days; they know he's cold, that he's cold-themed, they know his wrists and ankles or the break in his leg gets sore. so the next time they find a hotspring, they invite him to come in with them.

but what happens when you put a frozen thing in warm water?

>:)c

#wip tag #ask games #he's fine (eventually) it's mostly emotional woobification u feel. #this is ALSO different from the first time bellroc sees [what skrael remembers of] how he looked before dying #but this all started from me thinking too hard about why/how/what makes skrael's skin glittery with frost #thinking about having a self-conception of yourself that is. like but also completely unlike. the one others have #stupid projectable rancid ice jerk (full of love)

[shrinkthisviolet]

📓

Well you know, never say never and all that, but…I’ve tossed around the idea for a KF!Barry fic loosely in the back of my head even if I’m not sure I’ll ever write it. Mostly, I’ve thought about it in the context of the Morgan AU.

It would have Barry becoming more and more suspicious of Eowells, along with his cold powers messing with his head (with him being perpetually cold and a heat vampire, it would make some kind of sense that his head’s not totally on straight)…and eventually killing him (partly for Morgan, and partly as revenge for doing this to Barry), and getting Eowells to transfer custody of Morgan over to him (Barry), since he doesn’t entirely trust Tina to take care of Morgan. And ofc what follows is a lot of half-truths and careful cover-ups, while he still manages to be a better guardian than Eowells (amazing what a stable upbringing will do, huh 😅)

Outside of the Morgan AU…I’m a little more uncertain simply because I am currently reading an amazing ongoing fic that’s covering this, and I’m hesitant to step on any toes 😅 especially since my idea would also have Iris as the Flash and a growing resentment towards Eowells (so…very similar).

Although, now that I’m thinking about it, maybe I could give him powers at the tail end of s2 and go from there. Still, KF!Barry in the context of s3 means contending with wtf to do about Savitar (who, with a Flash!Iris, would be Iris herself) 😅 and it’s no secret I don’t like that canon storyline.

In any case, if I did write KF!Barry, I’d probably do away with the split-personality thing, because I never really liked it all that much tbh 🤷‍♀️ (probably also influenced by me liking Killer Frost best in s3)

wip ask game!

#wip ask game #kf!barry #barry allen #the flash #i think about it a lot #but in terms of writing it…much more daunting #especially because i’m sure people who WANT this concept but don’t like OC fics would be quite disappointed #if i only wrote about it for the morgan au #but we’ll see 🤷‍♀️ if the idea compels me to write in the end then far be it for me to stop my muse 😅

[sailing-through-hawkins]

thank you kindly to @xenon-demon for the tag!!!

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your wip folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit!

kitty!!!

MOTHMAN

oh no this got feelings by accident

Eddie Gets Isekai'd

Wonderland AU

Siren!Kas

in general these are the fics i constantly think about and write small amounts for at a time, with numbers 1, 3 and 5 taking priority

and of course our no pressure tags: @unamusing-s @a-little-unsteddie @bonitabreezy @italiansteebie @onirislanding @wynnyfryd

#ro i know you're already doing the 500 follower thing so please feel free to ignore this #wip game #these are the ones i actively work on but i've got dozens of concepts i'd wanna write only snippets of someday #also somebody ask me about eddie gets isekai'd so i can LORE DUMP #sailor✧writes

[mipwrites]

Hey, I would love to hear more about Shrike chapter one 2.0 please and thank you 🫶

Hihihi!

Shrike Chapter One 2.0 is actually the same as Shrike Chapter One document I had, it just made me re-save it because I hadn't touched the damn thing in so long lol.

It's actually an Age of Adeline AU for Batman I was playing around with in late 2022, but real-world stuff got in the way and I put it to the wayside.

link to my wip game list!

#thanks doe!! #mip posting #wip #wip game #ask #I really like this concept #maybe ill pick it back up

[sabraeal]

For the writer asks: 💜, ☺️, 💻, 🎀 and 💭!

💜- top 3 favorite lines

God, I have no idea, I've written almost 1.5M words 🤣 But a couple I remember off the top of my head:

Shirayuki is tired of wearing black.

(Not Enough to Stay, from The Wide Florida Bay)

Shirayuki forgets that she is special, that she is different. Until she cannot anymore.

(Creatures of a Brief Season)

Oh, you have received an education, but no one has ever taught you to be an authority.

(The Most Perverse Creature in the World)

☺️- a line that made you feel a fluffy happiness

Impossible to pick a single line out, since fluffy moments really are more of a build, but this bit from The Daisy Chain:

They catch Ryuu at nearly two months, his broken bracelet beside him as he makes a perfect replica. “But yours are so nice!” he protests, color high on his cheeks. “I didn’t want you to think I didn’t – I didn’t mean it.” “Ryuu,” Shirayuki says carefully, kneeling beside him. “How many have you made?” He ducks his head. “This is my fourth.” “My ninth,” Obi admits, pulling back his sleeve. “My third,” Shirayuki adds. Ryuu stares at both of them, wide-eyed, almost uncomprehending. “I think…we all wanted to show just how much we meant to each other.”

💻- three works of yours that are must reads

Seven Suitors for Shirayuki

Lies Save a Man Once (and Truth Saves Him Twice)

Desperate Liaisons

🎀- favorite story

Honestly I don't really have a favorite, but the of the ones I'm looking forward to getting around to again, to all the ghosts still standing in this room

💭- any ideas for a possible wip?

CONSTANTLY

[Writer Ask Meme]

#asks #writer ask game #I think if people want me to pick out lines #y'all are gonna have to pick the fics for me #because lord i have written too much to search through #and i have ADHD which means I write stuff and instantly forget what it said after they're posted 🤣 #it's also SO HARD to pick must reads #Seven Suitors is sort of like. an event that every obiyuki goes through and I embrace it #Lies Save a Man Once was simply a concept i'd been joking about for YEARS before i wrote it #and Desperate Liaisons is the reason everyone is is THIRSTY for me to write epistolary fic so i'm rolling into it #also if you guys want WIP for specific pairings/fandoms please also say that #because otherwise my answer is gonna be YES. NEXT 🤣

[chiscribbs]

Would love to know about the Shades of Purple notes >_>

That's exactly what it sounds like - it's the doc that has all my notes for the Shades of Purple concept (which, for anyone who's unfamiliar, is this right here.)

I'll be honest, this doc is...kind of a mess, lol. Lots of me just writing out various scene outlines, crossing them out, and then redoing them with a different direction. So getting a snippet is a little tough, because so much of it is just not relevant to the concept anymore. But here's a bit I think I'll probably end up keeping in the final:

*"BE" is referring to one of the Donnie clones - the one next to Leo in the last image on the original post.

#Thanks for the ask and for your interest in my concepts! :> #shades of purple (rottmnt) #asked and answered #artistnotes #datfearlesschick #rottmnt #Gotta love some soft Leo content. It's rare but it always hits. #WIP game

[isagrimorie]

🖍 and 🛠 for the wip ask game?

From this writer’s WIP ask game

🖍Post Any sentence from your wip

So, I have…. six Captain Seven meets with Voyager crew in the Delta Quadrant WIPs and this is one of them…. longer than a sentence because I honestly don’t know when or if any of those stories will see the light of day.

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Seven was only a few feet ahead when there was an explosion and Seven was suddenly enveloped with light and smoke.

“Seven!”

There was a hacking cough and then: "Here!"

And out of the smoke stumbled Seven… or not Seven.

Seven entered and a different woman emerged except she wasn't random Janeway realized as the woman staggered out.

The ocular implant stood out, glinting in the low light, even with her hair covering her face.

The woman was Seven of Nine. Except she wasn’t their Seven.

Seven of Nine eyes widened. She looked puzzled, "Admiral, what are you doing here?" and then her knees buckled Janeway and Tuvok rushed forward and caught her halfway down.

“What is going on?”

Tuvok peered down at Seven, a changed, older Seven. Tuvok raised an eyebrow then looked back at Janeway. “Curious.”

Janeway spent no time ordering a transport directly to Sick bay, the Doctor took in the woman between them.

“Is that… Seven of Nine?” The Doctor asked in disbelief.

“You tell us,” Tuvok said.

Janeway grunted and said, “Preferably on a bio bed. We might not know who this is and not to be indelicate but she is definitely is as heavy as Seven is.”

Tritanium enhanced bone structure and implants on top of a deadweight was not an easy ask to carry, even with a Vulcan’s superior strength helping out.

The Doctor hurriedly helped lay the woman down on the bio bed.

The moment she was settled the Doctor proceeded to scan the woman.

Janeway stepped back and observed this woman. There were lines around her face, it gave Seven’s features so much character. She looked like she lived quite a life.

Janeway wasn’t used to seeing Seven’s hair out of her usual coiffed sytle. And the occipital implant looked well maintained but also its like her skin grew around her Borg implants, Janeway was reminded of a tree she once saw, someone had left a bicycle a century ago, and by the time she and Phoebe stumbled into the tree in the woods, the tree had absorbed the bicycleq, growing around it.

“Captain,” Tuvok said, calling Janeway’s attention. “I suggest we put a force field around this area.”

“You think she’s a danger?”

“I think it is prudent that we put a force field around a former Borg who looks like Seven but might not be Seven.”

“Do it,” Janeway ordered, when it comes to Borg, even with Seven, they learned the hard way that trusting also comes with a heavy abundance of verification. “With that said, Doctor, can you tell me who she is?”

"I don't know what to tell you, Captain, that is Seven of Nine, except judging from her physiology and Borg implants this woman is 20 years older." The Doctor made one last scan, “She has an abundance of Tachyon radiation and signs of smoke inhalation. Her nanoprobes still seemed to be intact with the way it’s working hard to fix some of her injuries.”

The Doctor moved away to a console and grabbed a hypospray. Janeway followed him, Tuvok already took a step back and established a force field.

"So this is Seven of Nine?" Janeway clarified. She was no stranger to anomalies playing havoc with her crew. A number of things could have happened, a lifetime lived in an eye blink is one of them.

"Yes, Captain, for all intents and purposes this is our Seven of Nine."

A sudden stabbing headache made itself known and Janeway started massaging her forehead with a deep sigh. “Time travel. I hate time travel.”

“Time travel seems to be the logical assumption,” Tuvok said.

“Is she fit enough to wake up?”

“Wait,” Tuvok said, “Doctor, if you will, kindly remove the phaser from Seven’s person.”

“Of course,” the Doctor said, striding through the force field.

"Not exactly your Seven of Nine." A voice spoke up.

Janeway turned and was surprised to see Seven sit up. It did seem like two decades has passed and she has aged gracefully. It was hard not to take note of the differences between the Seven she was accustomed to and this woman.

She wore her hair looser for one, and she no longer wore her dermal regeneration suit. Instead she wore ordinary clothes although the battered leather jacket told a story.

As well as the gun she had strapped on her thigh holster. Her eyes swept through sick bay in a practiced scan, before landing on Janeway.

And then, in a measured voice, said: "Captain Janeway.”

"You called me Admiral Janeway earlier."

"Did I?" Seven asked, her tone was gave nothing away.

"Hello, Seven of Nine." The Doctor greeted.

Seven turned her head and smiled, the Doctor beamed at Seven.

"Doctor, it is good to see you.”

The Doctor then started scanning her. "You seem to have an excess of chronoton energy."

Seven sighed. "Of course."

Janeway was intrigued by this expression of emotion, her eyes closed briefly before focusing on Janeway. "What is the date?"

Janeway didn’t envy Seven's this. She hated temporal mechanics.

But before that, Janeway did have a missing crewman."If you're here does this mean 'our' Seven of Nine is in your time?"

"Its the logical conclusion." Seven suddenly stood-up.

The Doctor loomed over Seven with a raised eyebrow. “And what do you think you’re doing?”

“Besides some dizziness, I’m fine. I don’t think I need to stay here.”

“And in the 20 years you seem to have lived, have you become a Doctor?”

Janeway was fascinated with how expressive this Seven was. She scowled at the Doctor.

“No.” She let out a breath and then said, “You can scan me, but I don’t think its a good idea I remain in sickbay.”

“It’s nice to see not everything’s changed, you’re still trying to escape medical check-ups.”

—-

🛠Is there a scene or anything in the WIP you are struggling with right now?

Oh boy, when am I not struggling with a scene? It’s like when I finally have the scene I want or working towards something, I don’t know how to fill in the rest of the story. For example: I want Captain Seven to meet her old Voyager crew back in the Delta Quadrant and then interact with her younger self.

Awesome.

And then what???

Me to me: AND THEN WHAT????

Alas, there are often crickets.

#answered #tea-earl-grey #ask game #fic ask game #wip #seven of nine #my fic #concept writing #star trek voyager #star trek picard #star trek legacy

[solivagantingrebel]

i think the memento mori fics sounds deliciously angsty, but with a happy ending right??? right???

(i don't know what MCD stands for)

Haha... (looks at the note I have for the fic)

See, Mememto Mori was supposed to be a very angsty oneshot, Tumblr exclusive but the more I thought about it, the more I felt like I needed to give the boys a fighting chance. The title is a dead giveaway of the theme and what eventually happens.

So I dragged it out of Tumblr drafts and shoved it in Google docs and started outlining a little bit. It's still far from finished and I have no idea how they're going to get out of that loop but at least Ghost is not going to suffer alone 🫣,, and there will be a happy ending, after they've suffered a bit. Just a lil.

Here's the excerpt of what I've written so far, and roughly, I think it'll be six / seven chapter long if I do write it? I've already picked out the chapter names (with the above - 'love conquers all' being the final one). It should be shorter than most of my usual works so maybe I can sit down and figure out how to write it soon!

Also, MCD means Main Character Death 🫡

#timeloop is such a fun concept #im sure there are great ones out there but i wanted to give it a shot #wip ask game #ask answered

[thebansacredbanned]

WIP Title Tag Game

Thanks for the tag @wishthefish (is this because I told you I had loads of WIPs? this feels targeted somehow 😜)

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! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Please note I'm terrible at titling fics and worse at titling documents lmao

So, ordered vaguely be fandom:

FFFX 23

Untamed dajie

Untamed STOP WRITING MPREG MENG YAO

Untamed Xixuan Arranged Marriage

NiF Zhihuang Arranged Marriage

Arranged Marriages 2

Disguiser Pacific Rim

Disguiser um uhhhhh well hahahaha

Blood of Youth modern au thoughts

Blood of Youth TangLianTorture

MLC dad!SGD

CDrama bodyswaps

Some of these are probably best considered UnFinished Objects/UFOs but maybe I'll touch them again? Who knows?! Certainly not me!!

Tagging: @nemainofthewater @yletylyf @sinni-ok-sessi

So I will NOT be tagging as many people as I have WIPs because I have TOO MANY WIPs and am SCARED OF BOTHERING PEOPLE. So if you see this either here or on my sideblog (@jinguangshanhateblog) and you're like 'hey i consider this person a beloved mutual/blog i follow' pls consider yourself tagged I love seeing what people are writing

#ask game #wow what tropes do you like thebes? i can't tell from the three fics in a row called 'arranged marriage' #this isn't even including WIPs I've already posted part of OR any of the documents that have vague concepts outlined on #lets be real: very few of these will ever see the light of ao3 #I tend to just write whatever is in my brain and then never finish it #because if I try and force myself to write one thing I normally just don't write anything. #if people do send asks i can't answer any about fffx its supposed to be a surprise

[delta-piscium]

i am so intrigued by meddling and forced proximity (can't run anymore hehe) that i need to request more for wip weekend! 🥰🥰🥰

thank you!!! and yes of course, we're at a slightly angsty part right now so I apologize, I promise it will all be fine... eventually

“Steve! hi,” he says standing up. “Um, make yourself at home, I guess.” He grimaces and gestures around the room, like Steve hasn’t been in here before. “Yeah,” Steve agrees slowly, eyeing Eddie as he turns away busying himself with something in his bag. The tension between them almost seems physical, to the point where Steve wonders if it maybe is. Wonders if he’d be able to feel it if he reached out between them, be able to touch and tug on it.  He shakes the thought off, even if he could he's not sure what he'd do with it. Instead, he does what he’s done the entire time they’ve been here – maybe his entire life if he’s honest with himself – he pretends he doesn’t notice. Pretends that everything is fine when it so obviously isn’t, maybe never has been. “I was gonna sleep now if that’s okay?” Steve says, dumping his bag and then himself on top of the bed, on the left side because he knows Eddie sleeps on the right. “I’m exhausted, I can’t believe Hopper showed up here and immediately made me lug around all the old furniture.” Eddie laughs but it’s strained and his shoulders tense up where he’s still turned away from Steve.  “Yeah man, no problem. I was gonna go for a walk so you’ll probably already be asleep when I’m back.” Steve feels each word like a knife twisting in his heart. Eddie is pulling away again, slipping through his fingers, only this time it’s right in front of him. And Steve can’t even blame him now because he’d tried, hadn’t he? He’d asked Steve to just open up a little and he couldn’t, still can’t. “Alright,” Steve says and Eddie leaves. 

WIP weekend/make me write

#thank you so so much <3 im so excited that people seem to like this concept bc this fic i've been meaning to write for months #and im really excited about both steve and eddies emotional journeys and reasons behind their actions bc they're both right and both wrong #just mmh idiot boys slowly figuring it out #this took so long because i was out here typing trying to get us out of this sad bit but it's gonna take a bit more and I couldn't jump #ahead from this part either bc i can't unangst it before it's been properly angsted through you know? #i do have like the whole entire middle part from the beginning until the angsty bit to write bc it's just bullet points right now so ... #maybe that's what i will do for the other asks i hava for this..or not idk we will see where this fic takes me #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #dels steddie thoughts #my writing #ask #wip weekend #wip game #starryeyedjanai