#word in a wip meme

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

chest

Oh, boy, ok, first hit and you get a real good one:

It hurts. It feels as if his heart is no longer his heart, but an egg in his chest, ready to shatter at the slightest mishandling, or to hatch into some hungry, devouring thing that can only call for more, more, more, or to turn and rot and sicken him entirely.

#anonamouse #word in a wip meme

[emospritelet]

Hand(s)

Thank you! I have several, though nothing sexy I'm afraid

Belle dropped to her knees, putting a hand on Emma’s shoulder as she pushed herself up onto the palms of her hands, and Emma stared at her with a bemused expression.

“Belle? That you? What the hell happened?”

From Closing the Circle

He twined string around the nails and checked the angle of the bed, moving the planks into place and brushing his hair out of his face with a soil-covered hand.

“Well, well.” A familiar voice, and one he was unsure he’d ever hear again. “Digging around in shit, hmm? As a career move, that’s probably an improvement for you.”

From the as-yet-untitled sequel to Desperation

Sutherland shook his head, hands resting on his hips and his shoulders hunched. His tie felt as though it was trying to choke him, and he tugged at the knot irritably, tearing it from around his neck and flinging it on his desk. Pushing open the top two buttons of his shirt seemed to let him breathe again, and he flopped onto the couch next to Anna.

“I’d been hoping for some good news stories to carry us through to polling day,” he said quietly.

From the next chapter of Manifesto

#word in a wip meme #rumbelle #sutherelle

[char-writes]

3AM writing brain: We came up with so many ideas today!

Daytime writing brain: You put twelve unconnected words into a note app and there is not a single complete sentence to be found

3AM writing brain:

#wip #work in progress #words #novel writing #writing meme #writer memes #writer problems #writer life #author #wip meme #wip jokes #writers #fiction #am writing #creative writing #relatable #spiled ink #writing struggles #writing progess #writing process #late night thoughts

[madrewrites]

not writing my wip and not not writing my wip but a secret third thing (elaborately daydreaming about wip)

#writing #writers #writeblr #writers on tumblr #daydreaming #writer #maladaptive daydreaming #wip #writers on writing #writers block #work in progress #more like #word in nogress #fic writers #authors #fanfic #authors on tumblr #writer meme

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

When you don’t have the word of the week \_(ツ)_/¯ again.

#word ask game #wip ask meme #make me write more friends #writing things #wip wednesday

[silverskye13]

For the WIP guessing game: "love"

Tanguish coughed into his hand and said, “Helsknight loves teaching people swords.”

#wip word meme #anonymous

[suzukiblu]

WIP Wednesday Game

Taken from @kedreeva.

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

Here’s how it works:

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.

file names:

sugar baby Kon

the wet nurse omegaverse

omegaverse nursing

a pocket full of Kons

YJ accidental baby acquisition

snippet from "sugar baby Kon":

"It's a pretty sweet gig, considering," Superboy says, and grins brightly at him. It's a very nice grin. Normally being faced with that particular grin would make Tim need to beat down the highly unprofessional urge to kiss it.

Right now, though, he's a little bit more concerned with the fact that his teammate is just . . . living in and working for a fucking lab. As a matter of course. Just as a thing.

And Superman of all people thinks that's . . . fine, for some reason? Like, normal and ethical and okay? Somehow? In some way?

What the actual fuck, Tim thinks to himself.

"You said Superman told you to keep an eye on things?" he asks.

"Yeah," Superboy says, his grin widening. "He took me to his fortress and asked me to do it there. Showed me around a bit, too."

"That sounds really interesting," Tim says, wondering in vague disbelief if that means Superman had never taken Superboy to the Fortress of Solitude before. He must've, right? And just . . . inexplicably not shown Superboy around then.

Yeah. Sure.

"It was awesome!" Superboy says with more enthusiasm than Tim's seen from him since they met Nina Dowd's . . . endowments, seemingly forgetting the need to be "cool" for long enough to lean forward in his seat and outright beam at him. Tim is gonna need a minute to recover from the sight of that expression, probably. "It's seriously freaking freezing up there, but there's so much cool shit in the place. Like, from all over the universe, but from Krypton, even! The only thing I'd ever seen from Krypton before was kryptonite!"

Tim considers moving up his supervillain timeline after all. Like. Just possibly. Just a little.

Maybe he can convince Bruce to take an early retirement off-planet and just go from there.

What the hell is wrong with Superman?

#meme #wip wednesday #omegaverse #yes I'm aware it's day one of NaNoWriMo yes I am still doing this lol #look I hit word count for the day so WIP Wednesday time it is! #wip: obligatory sugar baby kon

[artsyunderstudy]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the morning tag @aroace-genderfluid-sheep !!!

Happy Wednesday! I wrote a little since Sunday and I am JAZZED about it. I love making progress. LOVE. Sober is kinda coming off pretty dour so far, I realize, but actually it's not. Not completely anyway. It's also KINDA FUN. And also hopefully horny, I'm getting to that part soon. THANK GOD.

Anyway. Simon isn't trollied anymore but he's still precious. And delivering some sick burns.

Under the cut because it's long.

“You look like hell,” I say instead, rinsing the cup gingerly under the water. I’m careful not to dislodge more sparkles. (Dishwasher-safe, my arse.) Snow frowns deeply as he watches my hands beneath the tap, like he resents me for ruining his cuppa with my clumsy feet. When he finally turns his attention to my face, though, his mouth quirks. Then he lets out an amused snort.  “You look like that guy. From that—” he raises both of his hands perfectly straight up, palms facing inward, and then tips them forward in a gesture. “‘Aliens …’” “What?”  “The science-y guy. With the hair. Y’know.” He does it again. Gestures. “‘Aliens.’” My mouth is hanging open. “I … are you talking about Lance Henriksen?” His face scrunches and he chews on his lip before turning away from me abruptly, shoving his hand down between the cushions of the sofa to retrieve his mobile. I suppose we’re done chatting, then. Lance Henricksen isn’t the worst comparison, though he is middle-aged. Do I look middle-aged? “No,” Snow huffs at his mobile after a moment. Then he turns the screen toward me, like I should be able to see anything from this far across the room. It’s … I think it’s a meme. I can make out the big block of white text reading ‘ALIENS’. Christ fucking almighty. “Jesus, Baz, how old are you? I was talking about the Ancient Aliens guy, with the mad hair. And the—” he starts viciously shaking both hands. Bloody gesturing. “Trust you to jump directly to some obscure film reference.” My face heats. I will not pat down my hair. I refuse.  “Alien isn’t an obscure film, Snow. And you’re hardly one to comment on the state of one’s hair.” “‘One’s’,” he mimics petulantly as he starts patting down his curls, growling as his cheeks go ruddy. “Fuck off, Baz.”

(Also special thanks to @cutestkilla for unwittingly workshopping this banter with me, it truly would not be what it is without her.) (I, like Simon, also had no idea who Lance Henriksen was.)

Low pressure tags for @imagineacoolusername  @martsonmars  @valeffelees @bazzybelle  @ileadacharmedlife  @aristocratic-otter  @urban-sith  @letraspal  @palimpsessed  @whatevertheweather  @nightimedreamersworld  @carryonsimoncarryonbaz  @raenestee  @erzbethluna  @confused-bi-queer  @moodandmist  @yeonjunenby  @shrekgogurt  @thewholelemon  @whogaveyoupermission   @creepyspice  @onepintobean  @ebbpettier  @orange-peony  @theearlgreymage  @ic3-que3n  

@captain-aralias @fatalfangirl  @prettygoododds  @stitchyqueer  @you-remind-me-of-the-babe  @forabeatofadrum  @ivelovedhimthroughworse @mysterioussheep @rimeswithpurple @c0nsumemy5oul @facewithoutheart @hushed-chorus @blackberrysummerblog @larkral @j-nipper-95 @alexalexinii @iamamythologicalcreature @supercutedinosaurs @wellbelesbian @bookish-bogwitch

#wip wednesday #artsyfic #snowbaz fic #look ma i wrote a banter #i can do more than angst and yearning #i can also reference old memes #in dre's words: I contain multitudes

[whatthehellami]

#writers on tumblr #writeblr #spilled thoughts #my words #writing #my writing #spilled ink #spilled words #writers #wip #writer memes #writing memes #reader memes #tumblr quotes #book quotes #quoteoftheday #quotes #bookblr #book tropes #bookworm #books #writeblr community #writer thoughts #reader insert #reading #dark academia #light academia #romantic academia #classic academia #academia aesthetic

[froggydraws]

Ingo using train lingo in Hisui will always be amusing to me. Like... sir. Sir do you even know what a train is.

(based off of this btw)

#also yes I DO know why he still uses his train talk. I turn it over in my brain constantly. but still JDJDJJS #pokémon #subway boss ingo #subway master nobori #submas #pla #froggy doodles #'yeah I have a bunch of wips but let's put effort into a meme instead. it'll be great' <- words from a fool (it's me I'm the fool)

[loquaciousquark]

zero context WIP tag game

If you’re tagged, make a new post and share 1-2 (a few) sentences from your most recent unposted WIP(s) with zero context – Let your followers guess!

I have a WIP! I have something to share here! Ahhhh!!! Let's see, from a couple of places:

A sound pierced the chaos with peculiar clarity. A sigh from Astarion—a gasp. Small, sudden. Afraid. The dizzying whirl receded. She found stone at last, pushed herself up—what she thought was up—and froze. Sarevok had one hand clamped over Astarion’s face, his white hair caught in the riveted joins of the massive gauntlet. Astarion had seized Sarevok’s wrist in both hands, futile struggle against the inexorable lift into the air, against the sudden thrust of Sarevok’s sword-arm— Three feet of bloodied steel burst through Astarion’s lower back.

and

Her tadpole lurched. Her own rage swept through her, fiery and impotent—then a white surge of terror from Astarion flung itself back in indiscriminate answer. Karlach swore, startled. A face thrust itself into her mind: black hair, burning red eyes, skin stretched over the cheekbones like a hide drum. It smiled with teeth like knives and Astarion made a noise of blind animal fear. The noise a child made before it was struck; the noise the dog had made in Rivington behind the kennel fence. “No!” Tav almost shouted, and Jaheira’s panther head lifted in alarm. “He’s not here. Astarion, listen to me. He’s not here, I swear it. It’s just me. I’m right here with you.”

and

Tav ran her fingers carefully through his hair, rearranging a few curls to lie more neatly alongside their fellows. Without opening his eyes, Astarion gave a tired, throaty hum. “Your hair is so lovely I can’t stand it,” she murmured, threading her fingers through strands like cornsilk. “I’m going to pray tonight for Sune to take it back. Snatch it all right off your head.” “She never noticed me before,” Astarion managed, the words lost in her collarbone. “Somehow I doubt she’d bother about it now.”

Tagging anyone who's reading this! You! Yes, you! Do you have WIPs to share? SHARE THEM AND TAG ME. I DEMAND IT.

#jade has not edited this by the way so forgive any errors or stupidity #wip name meme #kind of #this is SO close to being off to beta but it has been a STRUGGLE #enjoy this teaser while i fight for every word #baldur's gate 3 #blackestnight #quark plays bg3

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

Word in your WIP: vehement or any of its variants (vehemence, vehemently, etc)

I am genuinely surprised to be saying that I've got nothing here, given that I have five or six WIPs and I love that word.

#timetoddddavis #word in a wip meme

[emospritelet]

WIP game: "fool"?

Sorry, that's not in any of my WIPs :(

#word in a wip meme

[angeliteonfridgeduty]

aight which one of you woke up the fucking singularity

alright now actually. this abominaceon right here? That's my silly hc personification of this fandom's favourite silly little eldritch png file that will turn your drones into its cute puppets on purpose.

ye its supposed to look messy as crap. since its basically sorta. kinda a weird mash of oil, centipede, ridiculously thin tentacles and hologram stuff idk

oh and yeah uh this is still a wip lol

idk what else to put here. uhh. umm. soup. soup jar.

#murder drones #art #wip art #murder drones absolute solver #absolute solver #randomly had the urge to write 'absolute soup' right there lmao #yes i know how to spell the word abomination. that part is an intentional eeveelution meme reference #local eldritch png #:]

[solivagantingrebel]

How today's writing session is going so far.

#yes i made a meme about my writing what about it #if it gives me joy i will do it #talking about my wips #writing stuff #ghost soap #christmas wip #trying to cope with the fact that this chapter will be over 5k words 😔

[evilhasnever]

wip meme

I was tagged by @little-meowyao to find paragraphs in my WIPs with the words song, hand, and glass.

(You catch me at a time where I only have one very rough wip I am currently working on, but all three words were in it! )

It's a very self indulgent xiyao sci-fi AU:

Song:

To Meng Yao, when he was little, the best part of the stories and songs had been that the Lan did not need ships to fly - they streaked across the sky like burning white comets, bringers of good tidings. He often sat outside late at night while mother worked, and stared up to the small window of sky he could see between buildings, hoping to see a Lan comet high above.

Glass:

There are many stories about the Lans in alliance territory. Glass eyes, gold heart, was the saying - people could trust Lans implicitly, aided by both superstition and a long history of valorous deeds. Meng Yao knows that android eyes are not made of glass but carbon fiber, and that gold alloy components are placed nowhere near the core. Still, some of the mystique rubs off on him on occasion, when Lan Xichen’s moonlight gaze pierces him.

Hand:

Meng Yao pauses, then clenches the fingers of his bionic hand thoughtfully. He unspools a second cable from its wrist, humming, and plugs into the console. “I lost my arm in an accident when I was fourteen. Nie Mingjue gave me the same model arm that Nie mechanics got. He said I was too scrawny for a weaponized upgrade.”

If you are so inclined, I am tagging @lansplaining, @r95irth, @thatswhatsushesaid, @galadhir, @thepurplewombat with the words: gaze, neck, step.

#I have a background in robotfucking #xiyao #writing meme #shiome fic #I was tagged twice but I did not have the other 3 words in my wip!