#Peeky peeks

[sysig]

Muscles are fun (Patreon)

#Doodles #These are actually mostly on the older side! Which is a shame I wouldn't mind doodling some more arms ♪ #I always enjoy muscle studies :) #I tend to work on things piecemeal - anyone remember like two years ago when I was working on legs? Lol #It's just nicer to pick a muscle set and break 'em down and reconstruct! Min-max strategy - specificity #Honestly it was mostly upper arms that I wanted to work on initially which you can see in how I've chopped off the other half for several #I think it was something of an elbow thing? Although knowing me it was also a wing thing lol #I do have an angel mannequin with no arms so maybe I was thinking of him? I've forgotten by this point haha it's been too long! #That little bump from the shoulder that feeds into the bicep was definitely a big thing as well - it's such an interesting shape #Backs are still incredibly fun as well ♪ They're just so layered! It's neat #Angles and push and pull ♫ Very enjoyable #I think I want to work on the neck next - especially since I only learned about the hyoid bone recently! The heck! #I couldn't find basically any diagrams or muscle guides or animations of what the hyoid actually looks like in motion >:0 The heck #Do you suppose animated-from-death skeletons would have a hyoid bone? Would they fall off or be magically affixed? #'Cause it's not like skeletons have the necessary tendons to tie themselves together so hmm maybe there's just a little peeky-peek neck bone #Well until then - arms and chests and bellies and backs hehe

[thepaintedlady00]

Burden Chapter 13 sneak peek!

She smiled from behind her book, a light blush coloring her face. "Who knew the mighty Dream King would be so adept at flattery."

"Only when it comes to you it would seem," Dream answered with a smile of his own. "I assure you Matthew finds me far less flattering."

The raven squawked loudly and ruffled his feathers. "Broody is the word I use. And dramatic… And maybe a tad irritated."

He sent the bird a look. "Anything more to add, Matthew?"

"Stubborn," Lucienne added.

"Soggy," Matthew chirped in.

"Self-important," the nightmare drawled from the doorway.

Munin giggled, erasing the exasperated sigh from his lungs entirely. He would endure a thousand years of his subjects' poor descriptions of him just to hear that sound. She gracefully rose from her chair, taking hold of her book. "Your people know you too well, Lord Morpheus."

"So it would seem," he huffed.

Matthew shrugged his tiny wings as Dream glared back at him when the loud thud of the heavy leather-bound book hitting the floor echoed all around them. Munin gasped, her hand clutching her chest. He was on his feet in seconds, striding around the table toward her. "Munin!"

Lifting her head her eyes met his, the gold within them swirling violently until it resembled roaring flames. Molten gold poured from her eyes as she laid a hand on the table, trying to steady herself. Long golden talons dug into the wood leaving long marks etched into it as black began to consume her fingertips. "No," she whispered, consumed with a far-off look.

"Do something!" The nightmare hissed, a flash of white moving to stand beside him.

"Munin," he said again, reaching out toward her.

Anger and fear and pain filled her face. "NO!"

In a wave of mist, she crudely shifted to her raven form, bleeding with gold and black as she forced her lithe body up and out the stained glass window. Dream moved quickly, following the path into the woods until The Forest greeted him. The sky was dark, filled with storm clouds humming with thunder and crackling lightning. The trees around him shrieked and groaned as their roots twisted. Mist consumed his vision as he followed his feet forward. "Munin!"

A trail of gold branched off into the trees, followed by a crater lining the ground with molting feathers. She'd crashed here…

"SIRIUS!" Her voice was all around him, desperate and afraid. "SIRIUS!"

Blood lined the path forward and fear filled his lungs. "MUNIN!"

Breaking through the trees he stumbled into the clearing where Munin knelt, crimson blood staining the wilting grass around her. Embers filled the air, sparkling with a cursed tinge of magic and sulfur. Munin wept, the broken sound of it lined with agony and unbridled rage as she cradled in her hands a clump of white fur. "Sirius…"

Dream took a step forward and a surge of dark magic slammed into him as his foot stepped onto the scorched lines in the earth. A pentagram? He lifted his gaze back up to the woman in the center of it. "Munin."

The sobs stopped as she trembled, lifting her eyes to meet him. Black consumed them, a dark mirror filled with twisted and ancient memories he'd long forgotten. "They dare steal from me?" She hissed. "They dare scorch my forest and take from me that which is most dear?" She rose to her feet, darkness and mist engulfing her as screams and tormented voices filled the air. "I will lay waste to every Lord… Every demon that had any part in this!" Her hands curled around the white fur. "Hell will be empty when I am through."

#fic: burden #dream of the endless x you #dream of the endless x reader #morpheus x you #morpheus x reader #chapter 13 #sneaky sneaky peeky #sneak peek #lucifer aint ready #hell better fuckin beg

[chocobijou]

Ji Chang Wook finally realized rom coms were not his ministry and went back to action dramas THANK GOODNESS

#the worst of evil kdrama #the worst of evil #that trailer is so damn SEXY #i hate crime dramas they are way too violent but maybe ill do a lil peeky peek

[minnaci]

is grabbe

GRABBE U!!!!!!! GRABBE U WHADDAHELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

#mailmin! #i couldn't resist taking a lil peeky peek #nikoo. nikoo. im grabbe u do u UNDERSTAND #ur MIND??????????? #i consider this the fix it to canon #but /srs it was such a lovely fic i enjoyed it very much #(continuing to pet ur brain in a slightly shell-shocked and awestruck manner)

[heroicintention]

@gcverncr said “is this necessary?”

Rick glared at the man, turning a key in the lock with the remaining hand he had. "What do you think?" he asked lowly. This was better than the other man deserved, in his own view of things. This was his mercy to him-- and it wasn't done out of the kindness of his heart but out of a plea from his people. His son. They didn't want more people to die and Rick... didn't want that either. Not really. He had killed so much in so little time. The man he had become was not the man he had been.

But he supposed that could be said for anyone.

"Be happy you're safe in here and not where I can beat you to death when I think about what you've done."

#//i had a little peeky peek at comic lore #//because im super slow and havent gotten to their shit #;;threads #(( threads :: rick grimes )) #;;rick&brian #gcverncr #;;added to tracker

[leonelmolinari]

a sneaky peeky for u

@publiusscipiospqr

i think you can already guess who is this

#sneaky peeky #sneak peek

[juniperhillpatient]

key to enjoying fandom actually is just to pay attention specifically only to the stuff you want to pay attention to & zone everything else out

#I have zoned out of 99% of atla fandom sooo hard #& every time I take a peeky peek it��s like. very very apparent why 🤣🤣

[icarustica]

hello!! ♥ </3

thank you for subscribing to the Icarustica special ♥ (finding my tumblr)

♥ here is a sneak peek at some of the fic (20-25k-ish) I'm about 70% done with: ♥

Steve scrambled to straighten himself, taking a nail out of his mouth and positioning it on the side of the window as Eddie came through the back door, wiping his boots on the doormat as he threw his cigarette into the trash. His dark eyebrow rose as he took in Steve’s guilty look. “You good, Harrington?”

“Yep,” Steve swallowed, hammering in the nail with a few short whacks, decidedly not looking at him. Questions burned in the back of his mind, but he couldn’t ask any of them without letting him know he’d been listening.

“Great,” Eddie sighed, flicking through an extremely dusty magazine on the counter. “Glad to hear it.”

“You?”

“Hm?” Eddie looked up distractedly, biting his lip.

“Seems like something’s… y’know,” Steve waved around his hammer, taking the last nail from between his lips. “On your mind.”

“I’m just not like, super jazzed about spending a night in a tiny cabin with a whole other family and a cop,” Eddie replied plainly, leaning back against the bookshelf, crossing his arms. “I mean, would you be?”

~♥

“No,” said Eddie quickly, crossing his arms and taking a quick puff. “No, I’ve never had a boyfriend. Not like anyone’s ever… y’know. Offered me that sort of thing. Tend to go for quick makeouts behind the bushes instead of the hand-holding shit.”

Steve swallowed, fists clenching around the wheel. Kinda sounds familiar. “Well, for what it’s worth, nobody’s ever offered me a boyfriend either,” he said, cracking a smile, wondering why he felt nervous.

Eddie’s upper lip tugged up for a moment in what Steve knew looked like a snarl but approximated for a smile. “No guy’s ever tried to bag King Steve, my lord?”

His face felt hot. He swallowed. 

“Not yet.”

He could feel Eddie’s gaze steady on him, unreadable. It felt like those huge, guileless doe eyes of Eddie’s could see things that even Steve couldn’t, and the sizzling brand they burned into the side of Steve’s skull smoked all the way down to his toes, curling on the pedal. “Not yet,” repeated Eddie softly, and in Steve’s periphery he saw the red end of his cigarette glow orange again as Eddie took another drag. 

Not yet.

~♥

“Cherry,” said Steve, brandishing it as he came back out to Eddie leaning on the brick wall, smoke trailing out of the edge of his pink mouth. 

Eddie looked at it with raised eyebrows. “Two straws.”

With a shrug, Steve sucked on one, frozen sugar flooding his mouth. 

Eddie just smiled. Dimples and all.

~♥

“Honey, I’m home,” yelled Steve into the white halls, shutting the door with a slam. How strange, that it felt like his home, instead of someone else’s. How strange, that it didn’t feel empty. 

How strange indeed, that someone answered him. 

“Took you fuckin’ long enough! What, did you trip into a well and die while you were out?”

“Stopped to talk with Robin,” Steve yelled back, throwing his keys on the counter. “Why? Did you get lonely, you big sucker?”

Eddie popped his head out from behind a corner, and Steve was taken aback. His wild hair was pulled back into a ponytail, bangs hanging in front of his face. An earring Steve hadn’t noticed before shone in the light. “I’ve been a good little housewife,” he said, grinning.

“What?” Steve’s entire brain was short-circuited. There was nothing there but sparks and caveman words.

~♥

let me know if you want more sneak peeks! </3 ♥

#♥ #love u ♥️ #</3 writes #sneek peek #sneaky peeky ♥ #steddie #ao3 author #ao3 #ao3feed #unfinished #oh #oh yeah.. #my lord fic #green card

[yoongsisbae]

Hi… uh… I’m rarely on Tumblr and when I do, I rarely read fanfiction so idk how to do this but yeah, i just want to say that one day one of your writings just came through my suggestion like it’s fated and i absolutely love the way you write. I exceptionally love how you write the takeover and bon voyage and have been regularly checking if they’re updated. I won’t ask about any update schedule, though. I just want to say that to make a muggle like myself enjoying them this much, you’re definitely an amazing writer. I just want to know if you had fun writing? Cause for giving me such pleasure in life, I hope you do. Please have a good day! :)

I'm so happy you love the takeover!!!! That story gets the least amount of love so I haven't thought about it as much, but I'll work through some scenes with your sweet comment in mind. 💗💗

Do I have fun writing? Short answer, yes lol. Long answer...

Most of my stories start with me fixating over a dream or particular idea until I feel like I'm going crazy, like the story is just clawing at my brain to be released...recognized...heard. Some of those dreams are good ones, exciting, really fun to write stories (Like Bon Voyage!). Some are devastating, painful to write, but do I still have fun writing them? Yes, because it's like a release, even if I'm bawling my eyes out, it's still fun. If you laughed at a line, I probably laughed at it for five minutes straight and then again when I edited it, if you cried over a scene, I probably sobbed over it for an hour, if you yelled at a character I probably imagined a hundred different ways to get payback on them lol. I'm having a lot of fun, but a month or so ago when my follower count doubled out of nowhere I was having a lot of trouble because I felt like all these new followers expected something of me and I felt guilty about writing anything else, so I would force myself to keep editing a story when I really wanted to work on something else and I could barely write and it became this awful cycle and then I realized, why am I doing this? Me writing what makes me happy is how stories like RRR came to be and yep Bon Voyage and also Yoongi is a Rock and so many others. So writing has become this like tug of war, where I try to make readers happy but also myself 😅 I'm okay with this situation, I've seen it happen to lots of writers I just never expected it for me, I used to imagine I was in a room with all my readers, now it scares me too much to do that lmao. AHHHHH I've been holding that in, now yall know.

Thank you again for going out of your way to reach out to me lovely reader, it means so much. I hope you are having a great day!! Eat some good food and have fun today! 💗 Because you did this for me, I'll do this for you: here is a sneak peek of the takeover for you! 🥰

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Yoongi’s voice begins to break up in your earpiece until only static remains.

Green light floods the laboratory with only the backup generators now working. You, Jimin, and Jungkook move as a unit, slow paced and alert for any movement in the dark corridors. The doors are all open except one. One with light coming from its small transparent glass window.

“How are we going to get in?”

You hold out a key card. “Swiped it,” you whisper. You hold the metal card to the blank keypad and the locks start moving, “Well, look at that.”

“Stay behind me!” Jungkook hisses, pointing the rifle at the enlarging gap into the next room. The frightening green light casting over his features slowly becomes overtaken by serene blue fluorescents, until finally you're all in the light, able to see the truly horrifying scene in front of you.  

“What?”

“What is that?”

“Is that?”

“N-No...”

“W-What do we do?”

“Get them out!”

#I hope these sneak peeks convey to everyone that no i haven't abandoned any story and i'm still always writing 💕 #asks #sweet readers 💗💗 #t h e t a k e o v e r #sneaky peeky

[hylianmewmew]

b&b AU - flesh & thorn - ch 3 sneakie peekie

heres a sneakie peekie of chapter 3! updates are on fridays <3

Almost immediately after Keeper and Ravio had left the room Spirit had grabbed a gold headpiece off a stack of books to inspect. The metal burned Spirit’s hand, making him hiss in pain but tried to keep quiet. He quickly drew water using his magic from a basin in the kitchen and applied it to his hand, muttering swears under his breath.

“WHO. FUCKING. TOUCHED. MY. SHIT?” Keeper stormed back into the living room, eyes ablaze with an unnecessary amount of rage for the situation. “OUT. GET OUT. OFF WITH YOU ALL! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN UNTIL I’M DONE WITH YOUR GEAR!”

Ravio leaned against a wall, admiring his partner go off on Spirit. “She told you not to touch anything.” He huffed amusedly. 

Spirit’s eyes watered, giving Keeper puppy eyes as he clutched his injured hand. “Ok, well you didn’t mention; one, that you have super skills to detect whenever your shit’s being touched and two, that you just keep magical items just laying about. Warn a guy!”

#mew sneak peek #mew au #b&b au sneakie peekies #b&b au #blood and bramble au

[nightfallartta]

I’m so stupid that I have three wips.

#nightfallart #nightfallart sneakie peekie #not really a sneak peek more a ‘night just stfu’ tag #but idc anymore #nightgoingcrazy #cotl kallamar #art wip #current wip(s)

[sysig]

Pull yourself together, man! [P1 | P2 | P3] (Patreon)

#Doodles #Deltarune #Spamton #Suddenly and completely alone and very much feeling like it #When it rains it pours #And so feeling terrible alone and small and fully like a black sheep - hands stained despite washing and and wishing and wanting #The best he can do is pull himself together #Also getting the first little peeky-peeks of his glasses under his mop before he finally brushes it all back into place #I know it's me choosing to draw him like that but what a flop-bush of hair haha #Dandelion puff floof of hair #I also like how his nose sticks out of it hehe - de-emphasize the nose with a big ol' floof hairstyle! #Nah it's a very striking feature lol very Style #Speaking of I had a lot of fun with the tears in his jacket - especially the flaps of loose torn fabric like at his elbow #And the fact that it's just slightly askew - neither shoulder is properly affixed! #Rips in clothes is just a really fun thing to doodle haha #And then his lovely mascara-smear tears haha #I think I - for a moment - considered importing my Elsen headcanon about all Elsen body fluids and innards and the like being shades of grey #I've walked it back since then but it does still amuse me in a small way to think that that's just how his tears are hehe so dramatic #They could be smears from the dye :0 Or he could actually be wearing makeup haha ♪ #All his own product of course! Wouldn't be caught using a competitor just because he's selling a lemon! He's no Scamton! Lol #Wipe your face you're a mess

[thepaintedlady00]

Burden Chapter 12 Sneak Peek!

It was a close one, but our wings won! Now, I'd like to point out I posted the vote choices before I read through what I had written, and as many of you know there is a particularly intense scene that I do not remember adding to this chapter which just so happened to be linked with our wing pick. Y'all have some kind of sixth sense for angst and spice! 😂 SO here you go! Enjoy! 🤭 (note this is still largely unedited so if ya see mistakes no you don't! 🤣)

As he entered the misty outer wall of the dream he felt his form shift. His clothes and hair resembled that of the attire he'd worn hundreds of years ago during one of his meetings with Hob Gadling. Leather lined his body, tight and chilled with his skin and the familiar weight of his ruby hung around his neck as he ventured deeper into the meadow of soft grass and a sky, half of starlight and deep blue night and of golden sunrise and soft white clouds. It was peaceful here, the wind light and gentle as the sound of rippling water echoed in his ears. It reminded him of Fiddler’s Green, though this was different.

There rising up from the sparkling water Munin appeared like the first glimpse of sunlight peeking over the horizon of a long night. Two wings of blinding white spread on either side of her, dripping with water as it ran off the silken exterior of the feathers. The simple nightgown she wore glistened with hues of gold and pink and orange as she quietly rose from the water, but Dream had a difficult time focusing on anything but the sight of her body beneath the now sheer fabric.

The Dream King’s eyes slowly traveled down the length of your admiring every curve of your body accentuated by the sheer, wet fabric that clung to you. He sucked in a deep breath, forcing his eyes to tear away from the peaks of your breasts before the sight of the soft, ample flesh plainly visible beneath your slip, made the urge to touch you grow too great for even him to contain. You were practically bare before him.

White feathers ruffled, bringing a spray of water to hang around you like frozen jewels. Your eyes, bright and shimmering like the sun over water metal his and for a moment he felt like you'd stolen the very breath from his lungs. "Lord Morpheus," you said quietly. "I did not think one such as yourself would care to greet me in my first dream."

He swallowed the lump in his throat, swallowed the heated words it contained. "Apologies. I did not intend to intrude, Lady Munin."

You smiled with a gentle tilt of your head. "Can you intrude if it is a dream? I thought such was your domain."

"It is," he answered, casting his eyes away from you as you venture closer to him. "But individual dreams are intimate things. I do not venture within them lightly."

"Then why venture into mine?"

Starlit eyes met yours as he answered, sweet and gentle. "Because I heard your voice call to me. I thought…"

The crown of stars shifted, consumed for a quick moment by memories of Daunt's demise… Of all her calls to him left unanswered. "Forgive me," you said. "I did not mean to worry you."

Dream pushed the memory's away, once again casting his beautiful eyes elsewhere. "Did you need something, my Lady?"

“Do you find me ugly, Lord Morpheus?” You asked, examining his tight face, great white wings curling toward him as though they'd wished to embrace him as you did.

“No,” he answered, eyes boring down into yours, the stars within them quaking.

With a simple tilt of your head you inquired further, “Then why are you so adamant about looking anywhere else but me?”

"I look elsewhere for fear that if my gaze lingers too long I shall want for more than just the sight of you.”

You hummed quietly, a thoughtful sound that shouldn’t have made him burn with want but did. “Do you wish to touch me?”

“That is hardly-”

“Because I want to touch you,” your soft admittance nearly brought him to his knees. It was why your thoughts, your being, had called out to him in this lovely dream. Ever since he'd departed from your realm all you could think of was him. Was the accidental touches and the way each of them made the longing in your heart ache more.

Dream forced himself to refrain as he quietly said, “This is your dream, Lady Munin. You may do as you wish.”

You wasted no time lifting a hand to run along the shining dark leather of his fine attire, the feeling of longing within your chest stilling as you touched him, replaced with a powerful thrum of want. He was soft, softer now that you’d actually meant to touch him. You moved your hand up, watching the great Endless being practically shake with restraint beneath your palm. “You say I may do as I wish, but does this plain not belong to you?” You asked as your fingertips brushed against the skin of his neck, lightly tracing up his throat until you reached his lips. “Is this not a dream conjured into being by your power?”

“I could change it,” he admitted against your fingertips. “But this is your dream. Brought to life within your mind, and would not steal away your control over your own unconsciousness, not ever.”

“A relief,” You said. “For I do not wish this dream to end. It is far easier to touch you here, where you're not like to pull away from me as though my touch burns you… Where it’s not entirely real.”

Something in his eyes shifted as a slight shadow darkened over his form. He took a step forward, placing himself right up against you. The chill that swept over you, peaked your nipples beneath your gown even more as you stared up at him with a gasp. “Does this not feel real?” He inquired, voice echoing… a thing of dreams and nightmares and something so entirely other you could hardly understand it. 

He slowly lifted a hand to touch you, lithe fingers brushing against one of your wings, gliding along the silken feathers and bringing a rush of pleasure down your spine. “Do you not feel my touch?" His hand continued, moving down your neck to brush against one of your nipples. "Does my voice not echo through your soul as your voice did mine to call me here?”

With a soft breath against him as your hands found purchase against the thick chilled leather of his chest you replied, “It does… I do.”

“Was this your wish this night, fair Lady Munin?” he asked, fingers mirroring yours as they ran up the valley between your breasts and the length of your throat, his fingers brushing against your jaw. “To feel me.”

You nodded, looking up into his eyes. “I have wanted to feel you for longer than even I can remember.” With a gentleness that made Dream want to weep, you lifted your hands to cup his cheeks. “Mighty King of Nightmares,” you whispered, soft warm breath fanning across his lips. “Prince of Stories,” you leaned in closer, drawing him into you with nothing but your sweet voice. “I would feel you, mind, body, and soul if you would only let me.”

#fic: burden #sneak peek #sneaky sneaky peeky #dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless x daunt reader #holy shit #the tension #the longing #dreams are as good a place as any to fuck around in #I warned y'all Munin wasn't gonna be shy!

[arrow-guy]

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#erin rambles #i was wondering why i had the worst most tonsil stone ass breath ive ever had in my life #bc i didnt think it was bc of the mono #decided to take a little peeky peek at the back of my throat with a flashlight and lo and behold!!!! #huge fucking tonsil stone right there in my left tonsil area #absolutely massive and probably the reason why my ear pain has steadily gotten worse over the last four days #the problem is that i dont think i can get it out myself #just seeing a qtip close to it made me gag #maybe ill try again tomorrow rip

[snootlestheangel]

Dad!Price Fic Sneak Peek

I still have another like 15 hours before I'm home, most of those spent in an airport or on a plane, and I'm really dying to share the Dad!Price fic, I've written so much of it. Because of my suffering, I shall bless y'all with a little sneakie peekie

Price: Young lady, we do not bite just because he said something mean!

Gaz: It's okay, Soap bites me all the time.

Price: That's because Soap's a pervert.

*Price's daughter confused head tilt* *price realizing his mistake*

Price: Ask your Papa (Nik)

Taglist!!

@cod-dump @cr4shposts

Remember, if you want on the taglist just let me know!!!

#cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #john price #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #ao3 writer #captain john price #captain price #nikprice #dad price #john price is a girl dad #want more of my writing? try feelzmaster on ao3 #Soon to come Dad!Price fic #price is best dad

[that-dumbass-rabbit]

The three stages of Winnie peeking:

1. The lurker

2. Sneaky peeky

3. Full peek

#bunny #rabbit #animals #bunnies #bunblr #cute animals #rabbits #pets #petblr