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volfoss · 1 year
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Cannot wait to post before and afters with my silly franken wip (yes- still unnamed 😕) and also the wips because MAN. Comparing those is wild back to back.
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mellancholy-morose · 21 days
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Seven Several Sentance Sunday
More time loop fic stuff
We are having drinks when someone tells you you need to move on from your ex wife. You were moping as usual. When we get to your apartment you delay me from leaving. 
“Maybe… maybe I do need to move on,” you say.
You're looking at me like you're waiting for something, but I don't know what to say, I don't want to think about you making a family again.
“Maybe you do,” I say.
You swallow and nod, tell me goodnight, and I head home. Things change, we see each other less, I wonder if you're avoiding me. When I see you next I notice the absence of the wedding ring you'd been reluctant to part with.
Tagging @chickycherrycola @puppys-teeth @takeyourcyanide
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girlvillager · 1 month
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entry35 · 8 months
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do you guys know how fucking difficult it is to emulate half the expressions in soul eater. fuck
FINISHED
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takeyourcyanide · 2 months
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Seven Sentence Tuesday
Thank you @cannibal-nightmares for the tag! I’ll post a WIP of one of the two fics I’m currently working on.
Trigger warning for what is technically self-harm/mutilation
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Stein pressed the shining blade of one of his numerous scalpels into the plushness of his arm, dragging it through his flesh, beads of blood spilling from the wound as he hissed at the sharp, stinging pain.
He placed his bloodied scalpel down onto a steel tray, grabbing one of his many small, glass slides, allowing the crimson liquid to drip down onto its clear frame. He slid the slide over the surface of the wound, collecting all that he could, before placing the slide under his microscope.
A childlike and curious glint appeared in his eyes, a grin tugging at his lips, ultimately replacing his typically flat expression as he zoomed in through the lens onto the blood - an entirely new world appearing before his eyes as he intently observed each cell that made up the ever-flowing liquid on his left arm, as he had forgotten to bandage the injury.
The furious nerves in his arm shot pained shocks throughout the limb, of which he ignored as he giggled elatedly to himself, bouncing his right leg up and down repeatedly.
He, too, paid no mind to the gentle flickering of his desk lamp, nor to the creaking of the door opening and the chatter of a familiar group of individuals, and certainly not to the rubbery pitter patter of Spirit’s slick, black dress shoes right outside of his bedroom door.
“Hey, Stein, everyone’s here if you’d like to say ‘hi’,” Spirit stood in the doorway, eyeing Stein’s hunched over body suspiciously. “What are you doing?”
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I genuinely don’t know who to tag, as everyone I interact with has already been tagged (I think).
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hatelangdon · 8 months
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Current WIPs 🤭
- Kit Walker caning hurt/comfort
- Sick day with Tate
- Colin Zabel injury hurt/comfort
- the best ways to comfort the Evans
- Dad! Colin Zabel Taking the kids out trick or treating on Halloween
- P3gging Tate for the first time (MY FIRST SMUT?! 🤭)
- first time Dad! Colin Zabel
- Part 2 of "unsaid"
- Taking care of Sick Colin Zabel
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And that's all I got! Feel free to request in my ask box 🫂🩷
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shares-a-vest · 2 months
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💖WIP Wednesday Weekend💖
Thank youuuu so much to @sidekick-hero for tagging me (over a week ago) 💖💖💖
I'm also going to shout out @steveseddie x2 @klausinamarink @eyesofshinigami and Sandy again, for each tagging me in the 'Last Three Lines' game throughout March. Didn't mean to ignore them, you all just caught me during a mini-hiatus-turned-writing-rut-turned-existential-crisis. Consider this a WIP Weekend tag and also a response to those 💖😊
In a reblog of this post (so people can find you in the notes) or new thread (w/ rules attached) if you want to play on your own, post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.
Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to play!
After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event or gift fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.
That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. I’ll be searching the reblogs to find people to send asks to!
If you’re reading this, you’re invited! If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.
The Files:
A couple are top secret. So while I cannot share snippets, you are more than welcome (I'm begging you, actually) to politely yell at me to work on them.
Summer Exchange Fic
Steddie BB
Stargyle Fic (I'm basically rewriting it now since I started it a month ago)
April Writing
Snippet:
From 'April Writing'. Just a doc of a random assortment of offerings I'm working on, now including a continuation of Eddie venturing into sportsball territory that's getting a little... spicy:
“Eh-Eddie!” Steve splutters, pawing at his wrist while he keeps his eyes glued to the television, “What are you doing!” Eddie continues exactly what he is doing and sets about unbuckling Steve’s belt. He chuckles and looks up at his partner to find Steve audibly gulping as he settles back down on the couch in an instant. “Isn’t it obvious?” he teases, tilting his head to the side and pouting. “But the… the game!” Steve huffs, already entirely flustered. “Oh come on,” he scoffs, “The blue team is gonna lose. Besides, Moustache Guy is out.” “I can’t believe you like moustaches,” Steve murmurs, shaking his head in disbelief before he knocks Eddie's hand out of the way to palm at his jeans. He does so for a moment, sighing as he wills himself to stop long enough to unbutton the jeans and unzip his fly.
No pressure tags: @thefreakandthehair @momotonescreaming @marvel-ous-m + anyone who is seeing this and would like some help working on their wips.
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samurai-edging · 5 months
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stein wip :))
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nickys-thingys · 11 days
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Day 1 of working on my Albedo (Overlord) cosplay.
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I decided to start with the bust portion of the dress while i walked on the treadmill. Over 2hrs and 5 miles later....and it's too big 🙃 story of my itty bitty titty life 🥺
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I refuse to frog this section, it would dishonor the sweat that went into making it! Lucky for me, the panel is the perfect length for a Franken Fran lab coat 😁 don't you just love happy accidents?
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vasani · 2 years
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too many ideas, not enough think not enough time I’ll finish one of these soon I swear starts three more
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owlshaven · 1 year
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yeah so the brainworms are back
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mellancholy-morose · 28 days
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Seven Six Sentance Sunday
Time loop angst time \o/ enjoy >:3
What would you expect me to do after reliving the same day over and over again? … You would have expected better. You did expect better. I could see it in your eyes when I grabbed the scalpel. Could hear it in the way your voice wavered when you asked what I was doing. How your bottom lip shook when you begged me to get a hold of myself.
Tagging @cannibal-nightmares and @chickycherrycola if you'd like
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sunshineting · 1 year
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Sketch of my og teacher bae 🥵 he can do whatever types of experiments he wants on me 🙈
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entry35 · 8 months
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bicokun · 2 years
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Working on one of the panels for Horror U. I’m dying right now.
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takeyourcyanide · 3 months
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Six-sentence Sunday Tuesday!
Thank you for the tag, @bcbdrums. I’m just going to use the fic I’m currently working on for this.
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Paranoia followed Stein like his own creeping shadow, stalking him and subtly blatant in the sunlight. It sat within the recesses of his mind, never leaving him no matter how many times he attempted to soothe himself. It lurked and lingered, attacking him when he needed it the least. It was the backbone of every interaction he had with others, every word, everything. No logic or reason could ever fully diminish it.
It was a force more powerful than himself.
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I don’t really know who to tag, if I’m being honest! No one I speak to (of whom writes) hasn’t been tagged on here.
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