#WIPpets (WIP snippets)

[phoenixiancrystallist]

"Dunno. Guess we'll just have to ask."

"You keep saying 'we.' Need I remind you that you're the only one who can hear me?"

"Okay, fine. I guess I'll just have to ask. And you can just sit there and look pretty."

"Aww, you think I'm pretty."

"Shut the fuck up."

#guess which two idiots these are #go on guess #WIPpets (WIP snippets) #forspoken

[sighonaraa]

Legit anything with Jamie pls and thanks 🌹🌹

SORRY TO EVERYONE i am currently on my football kiddos agenda so. that is what y'all are getting. SORRY.

Jamie’s brow furrows, as if he’s thinking through the merits of a post-footie treat that’s not a scone. If his expression is any indication, it’s a grave consideration. “D’you promise?” he asks, at length. He gnaws on his thumb a little, and then tugs it from his mouth, like he doesn’t want to be caught. “Yes,” Roy says. “Pinky fucking promise.” “Even…even if I don’t make all the goals?” Jamie says. His voice is pitched, high and tremulous. “I get a sweet even if I don’t make all the goals?”

jamie............. JAMIE!!!!

#ask #anon #thank you for the ask!! #ted lasso #football kiddos au #jamie tartt #sid speaks #rose for a wip snippet! a wippet if you will

[antitheticallyargumentative]

🌹

from any wip of your choosing they are all lovely <3

you are getting more of this infernal scene from the jamie study that took me three literal weeks to get through.

“I’d say fuck you.” Jamie spits it out without really thinking, cos he’d never say it to his dads face. The closest he ever got was don’t speak to me like that. Don’t speak to me like that. Don’t speak to me like that. It didn’t even feel that good, like he thought it were s’posed to. Felt fucking terrifying, really.

Ted doesn’t like swearing that much, Jamie doesn’t think, but he nods thoughtfully again and goes, “Makes sense. Anything else?”

A jolt of panic goes through him. Ted’s lookin’ down like he expects something, eyebrows raised all friendly and open-like, but Jamie can’t help but feel like he’s fucked it, somehow. Maybe by going with fuck you. Ted’s not one for vitriol, no, he'd rather say something sweet and then turn a blind eye. It might work for some people. It’s never worked for Jamie. “Yeah,” he fumbles, his breath hitching funny. His dad made him good at football, right? That’s something worth being grateful for. “I’d say… thank you.”

tyyyyy :)

#me desperately trying to write the “forgive <3” scene #in a way that doesn't make me want to tear my hair out #fanfic excerpt #ted lasso #jamie tartt #jamie tartt character study #a rose for a wip snippet #a wippet #abby420

[kazoosandfannypacks]

✨😈🤲

fanfiction ask game thingy emojis!

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

I'm gonna give a different answer than I gave last time but the sentiment still remains that it is by the grace of God that I do what I do. One thing I do love about the writing gifts he's given me is that he's also given me an amazing readerbase that constantly encourages me! That doesn't sound like a compliment to myself, but I know they wouldn't all be sticking around if I wasn't doing something right, right?

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

There was a point while writing Wishing it Wasn't where I got a little passive aggressive and decided to be mean to my readers, I'll admit. The tags and trigger warnings mentioned gun violence, and I was hoping to make it look like a relatively unliked character might get shot, only to shoot my main character instead and then leave it at a cliffhanger until the next week. (don't worry, he lived!) Idk if any of my readers were caught unawares, but I certainly had fun with it!

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

you got it, dude! here's a section from one currently titled "Captain Swan Romeo and Juliet and Boybands AU," which is pretty much exactly what it says on the label.

 "You do realize you have my phone number, right?" Emma asked, "You could've just texted me."  "Now, now," Killian shook his head, "whatever happened to romance?"  "Forbidden romance," Emma shook her head, "if anyone catches me with you…."  "I know," Killian said, and though she saw in his face the same worry, she also saw a refuge, and a sanctuary, "But I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since last night," he took her hands in both of his and pulled them close to his chest, pulling her closer as well, "and even a single moment with you is worth the risk."

fanfic emoji ask game! (besties please ask me more of these I will literally answer all of them)

#kazzy writes #kazzy answers asks #kazzy's kazootuals #kazzy writes fanfic #kazzy's wips #captain swan #cs romeo and juliet and boybands au #killian jones #emma swan #wippet snippets #otp: try something new darling

[asteria-argo]

🌹🌹🌹 flings upon your doorstep-

Catches them midair with some supreme acrobatic skills. More teacher Jamie au because I am obsessed with it

His mummy helped. She didn’t talk to him about football, or his dad, or what his plan was now that he’d blown up his own life. She was just there, kissing Jamie’s forehead on her way out like he were still a little kid and chiding him to go outside every once in a while instead of just sitting on the couch wallowing. He fixed things around the house like the broken tile in the laundry or the creaky door hinges in the upstairs, he tried his hand at cooking some of the recipes in his mums tattered cookbook that he remembered from childhood, he cleaned up the garden; mowing the lawn and pulling up all the weeds. His mum would come home from work, and they would eat together, watch that silly reality show that Jamie was asked to go one together and judge the contestants (because honestly what the fuck kind of a name was Danthony). It was nice, to just be.

#wip stuff #asteria answers asks #jamie tartt #teacher jamie au #altschmerzes #to all the better places [fic] #once again I am still doing these all the time forever if you want more snippets! #wippets

[suguwu]

remember how i said i’m feeling some type of way about vamp childe? it’s getting worse.

#bee chats #wippets #(wip snippets) #angry reader my beloved

[adickaboutspoons]

Rules: Post the last line in your current WIP and tag as many people as there are words.

Ed briefly weighed the pros of maybe accidentally getting stabbed again and letting Stede tend to his wounds against the cons of explaining the how and why of the butter knife’s current location embedded in the wall.

I should have been abed an hour ago, so if you want to do it, consider yourself tagged!

#ofmd #our flag means death #wip snippet #wippet?

[allgremlinart]

i’m so jeeko insane it’s going to be in the dsm6 i think dilfcember will be the only thing not terrible about Family Holidays Month thank you for your participation 🫡

hi jeeko anon from November... I hope I delivered for dilfcember but also here's some jeeko au wip snippets for you. some wippets, if you will

#I let asks marinate in my inbox like stew ingredients hope thats ok. #anyway. book 2 jeeko canon divergence au rly important to me. cus like you'd think that #zuko + jee in the EK would die WAY faster than zuko + iroh in the EK but jee actually has like. self preservation skills. #but he'd also be way meaner to zuko which might prompt them to split up sooner/for longer which #WOULD result in death. probably. for zuko. cus I mean like. we all saw him in that damn desert.... #jeeko #allgremlinasks #allgremlinwip

[saltynametag]

Angus Tully Fic WIP Snippet (wippet lol)

I'm fuckin' doin' it because the world needs me

#please lemme know if anyone actually wants this #because i will get demotivated SO FAST #it will give you whiplash #sneak peek #angus tully #angus tully fic #angus tully x oc #fic wip #the holdovers #the holdovers fic #what do i even tag this as????

[innytoes]

WIPpet (wip snippet)

Tagged by @floating-in-the-blue. Just for you, some 'it's Willie's birthday' from the Foster Care AU, featuring 'Alex spent like 40 hours on Etsy to find that gift'.

There were art supplies from Carlos and Reggie. Tacky fake holographic tattoos from Flynn. A pair of sneakers customised with Julie’s doodles, all skateboards and pencils and raccoons and UFOs. Luke and Bobby had gotten them an assortment of potato chips in ridiculous flavours from ‘all the shady little bodegas we could find’.

Alex got them a ridiculous little locket shaped like a hotdog, with a picture of the two of them inside. They giggled so hard they nearly fell off their seat, pressing a kiss to Alex’ cheek. And then of course they swept their hair up so he could put it on them, and got to watch Alex go all flustered while Bobby muttered something about Alex ‘freaking out over the sight of Willie’s neck like you’re a Victorian spotting an ankle’ behind them.

(no pressure) tagging @bananakarenina, @jmrothwell, and @wr0temyway0ut

#foster care au #julie and the phantoms #willex #I wrote a thing

[onlygenxhere]

WIPpet (wip snippet) thanks for the tag @floating-in-the-blue

Been pushing hard in Julie and Luke’s book of Dares. It’s been a struggle getting the ‘right’ words out of my head. I probably really need a break but I also need to finish. (that’s how I work so there’s no real reason to fight it) Planning to take a mini break to work on the fanfest gift for the next couple of days. Course now I’m messing with this again.  

I’ve got a piece of a wip I was working on back in October that was inspired by several other’s fics but I need to make this more mine than piggy backing off of theirs before I do more with it.

It’s currently called Fire in my Veins and Blood on Your Lips. It’ll probably be rated M when it’s done.

Basic premise: Luke is a hunter, Julie is a vampire. In this story they’ve had a tentative friendship for a few months now when Julie gets injured helping Luke out of a dangerous situation.

(Snippet under cut)

“Julie…” he gently pulled her hand and the jacket away from the side she was clutching to see the gaping hole in her abdomen. He’d seen worse but it made his stomach roll at the sight of her exposed tendons and muscle.

He had to help her.

He owed her, more than for just tonight.

“What can I do Jules?” he said pressing the towel to her side.

He’d never used the nickname before and somehow it didn’t feel odd to use it now.

She bit her lip and shook her head not looking at him. “I’ll heal.”

“Before you bleed out?” He pressed on the wound with the towel trying to stop the bleeding. He could feel it getting wet and heavy in his hands. Even if the wound wouldn’t kill her he’d read that vampires could go into a sort of shock or cause damage to their brains like a stroke if they lost too much blood.

“I don’t…” She gasped as he applied more pressure and tried to look at him but couldn’t hold his eyes. “I can’t ask…” She shook her head back and forth more times than was necessary.

He sighed already knowing what he had to do if he wanted her to be ok, what she had to do.

He’d thought vampires were just walking corpses with a little more personality than zombies since before he even became a hunter. But after knowing Julie for the last few months he knew she was just as much of a person as he was and deserved to keep the life she had. This much blood loss might change her in irrevocable ways and he was pretty sure she knew it too.  

She needed blood and it’s not like he had a pint of the stuff in his fridge. The only way to help her was to let her bite him.

Julie was running out of time.

tagging @thephantomchronicles and @sovvannight cause I'm nosy what you two have cooking.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #aus are awesome #juke #i have a lot of world building to do with this #it's going to need to simmer for awhile #might have luke be a werewolf instead of a hunter #no idea who I want everyone else to be yet

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Today in brand new sentences:

"I am this close to finding a camp, killing some zombies, and taking their wheelbarrow."

#context: Frey has been unconscious for three days due to ~*reasons*~ (she's fine don't worry) and Bobbi wants a way to cart her to Cipal #bobbi's being weird again #forspoken #WIPpets (WIP snippets) #self-insert shenanigans

[sighonaraa]

🌹🌹 brings my empty bowl of football kiddos angsty whumpy goodness up to you, please may I have some more?

always ALWAYS!!!

Christ. First it was Lasso and his fucking mustache, now it’s Keeley and her fucking pom-poms. Maybe Roy should put up more decorations around the flat; the walls are bare and white, blank as a fresh canvas, and probably not much fun for a fuck-muppet to stare at all day without end. He’s completely goddamn clueless when it comes to child-rearing, but he’s seen those idiots online who deck their nurseries out in beige and grey. There’s something real fucking sad about a kid growing up in the dark like that. Roy’s not much for the sun, but he’ll fling the windows wide open if it means Jamie doesn’t have to be one of them. And if it also means Jamie will quit babbling on about mustaches and pom-poms and people who’ll ruin him the minute Roy lets them get too close, well. Roy can keep that bit to himself.

royo means so much to me!!!!! sorry royo. everything will be okay (eventually).

#ask #anon #ted lasso #football kiddos au #jamie tartt #roy kent #sid speaks #rose for a wip snippet! a wippet if you will

[antitheticallyargumentative]

🌹🌹🌹🌹 i can’t remember if i already sent any but love to read whatever you want to share with the class

thank youuuu <3 here’s a bit i wrote recently from the season 4 fic

tw- jamie’s dad, mention/implication of the Amsterdam Thing (not detailed. but there.)

There’s a singular framed photo on the table, in a room that is otherwise bare of personal touches. The glass is dusty, like it’d just been pulled out of a storage box, or something. Jamie can’t help but wonder if his dad might’ve set it there, just this morning. Just for this. Then he can’t help but feel guilty for assuming shit like that. Then he can’t feel much of anything, cos he’s looking at the photograph, really, now, and it’s Jamie and Dad, and Jamie’s fourteen at the Johan Cruijff, and he remembers Dad got someone to take that picture at halftime, when Jamie was smiling cos he thought — Before— Before— He turns away, hands shaking and tingly. He shoves them in his pockets.

you can always send me asks babes , i thrive off the pressure to provide Content

#ted lasso #jamie tartt #fanfic exerpt #ted lasso season 4 fanfic #post season 3 fanfic #jamie tartt character study con’t #james tartt sr #tw #tw implied abuse #tw trauma #a rose for a wip snippet #a wippet #jamietarttdodododododo

[curiosity-killed]

HUAQING GAY CHICKEN PLEASE

I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD ASK

It’s not a romance. Mu Qing isn’t blind to Xie Lian’s knowing looks and unsubtle comments. For all his lack of interest in personally experiencing romance or the like, Xie Lian seems to delight in the idea that Mu Qing and Hua Cheng have fallen into some sort of wild forbidden romance. That is blatantly false. “So, what do I get for not killing you?” Hua Cheng asks, sounding a bit bored, as he tilts E’ming’s blade a hair closer to Mu Qing’s neck. For one thing, Crimson Rain has clearly never heard of romance in the first place. Snarling, Mu Qing shifts and swings his right leg up hard toward Hua Cheng’s ribs. Hua Cheng slips out of reach fast enough to avoid getting hit but not fast enough to avoid Mu Qing grabbing his ankle and dragging him down to the ground. Mu Qing rolls on top of him, catching his wrists and slamming them down on the wooden floor.

send a wip title, get a wippet (wip snippet)

#could not decide which part to post bc this has probably my fave beginning to a fic i've ever written #not because its /good/ but bc it cracks me up #but i figured i would actually share part that has the titular characters in it. u know. for fairness #anyway someday i would like to finish this pls god #wip title ask game #ig #asked & answered #crimsonrainseekingflower

[mac-lilly]

WIPpet (wip snippet)

I've posted multiple snippets of this already. So, getting tagged by @60sec400 was enough motivation to finish the next part. Thank you. :)

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Julie found Luke in the music room. He was sitting on an amp, cross-legged with his acoustic guitar in his lap, his fingers plucking the strings. But the melody was discordant and sad.

Julie drew in a breath to gather her courage. Then she stepped into the room. At once, Luke’s fingers stilled, and the unnerving melody faded. He lifted his head, frowning at her.

Julie offered him a friendly smile.

Luke offered her a hostile scowl.

“What do you want?” he asked coolly.

Julie’s smile fell. “I— How are you feeling?”

Luke rolled his eyes. “Fine,” he scoffed. He turned away, poised to resume his play. But he never did. For a long moment, his fingers hovered over the strings. Then, his shoulders dropped, and he closed his eyes, resigned. In a small voice, he admitted, “I lost dessert privileges.”

“Yeah, I—” Julie’s voice cracked, eyes roaming Luke’s form. She cleared her throat. “I can see.”

Luke looked, for the lack of a better word, pale. His skin, his hair, even his clothes. They all appeared greyish – like the colors had been washed out. Caleb’s words from earlier rang in Julie’s ears. “Ghosts are like parasites. They feed on our magic like ticks. They can’t exist without it.” She hated the statement. But she knew he was right. In a few hours, Luke would be pearly white. For once, he’d look like the ghost he actually was. And by the morning ...

Julie shuddered.

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Ok, who hasn't participated yet? I never keep track of that. 😅

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #juke