#words for your wip

[wordsforyourwip]

Perish

Familiar

Saturate

Endure

#prompts #one word prompts #prompt list #writing prompts #prompt blog #daily prompt #writing ideas #words for your wip #wfyw word sets #perish #familiar #saturate #endure

[petricorah]

thankfully, he didn't get it [id in alt]

#zukka #zukka fanart #zukka comic #zuko #sokka #zuko fanart #sokka fanart #atla #avatar the last airbender #atla fanart #this has been in my wips since like APRIL and before i started the new year i wanted it DONE lol #i have no many more projects to work on for the next year #and im so excited to share them! #thank you all so much for your kind words and support this year <3 #myart

[tapakah0]

Song

#I... I'm tired of words and can't physically reblog anything??? #There are plenty of things I want to reblog and I saw some fanarts I go crazy about #and even ANIMATIC #I SAW TMS ANIMATIC #Set me free my brain #Also #Cass #Moon #Universe #Firstly my lungs left my body when I saw your reactions #Secondly you know you can just put a needed tag below without any reactions yes? I don't want you to force yourself or anything XDD #I'm just doodling when have time and powers pffht #wip #<- I think it will be a wip..... #animation tag #marble sky fanart

[whatthehellami]

"You're drunk." The villain sighed as they looked at the Hero tumbling on the deserted street.

"What do you mean? I'm just a little tipsy. Look, could I do this if I was drunk?" The hero started tap dancing around the villain.

#writers on tumblr #writers #writerblr #hero x villain #villain #hero x supervillain #my writing #writeblr #my words #villain x hero #wip #writing #spilled words #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #otp #imagine your otp

[saessenach]

Shanks and Makino (and a sleeping Rowan) in Amazon Lily, chapter 26 of @missmungoe 's showstopping Mnemosyne

Words can't describe how batshit insane this story has been making me for HALF A DECADE. I vividly remember hearing about this idea for the first time and to this day I am still in awe and shock and wonder at how you're pulling it off!!! Here's to you, friend, and a couple of my favourite moments!!

#op #one piece #shanks x makino #shanties #my art #artists on tumblr #fanart #digital art #the way mnemosyne is responsible for SO MUCH BRAINROT and also artsy experimentation!! #i am obsessed with you words and you scenes and your stories friend #also jddkksjsjs YES YOU'RE RIGHT MY WIP FOLDER IS CHONK AS HELL #Mnemosyne

[hotcinnamonsunset]

rabbit heart (raise it up) but make it fashion❣️🐇

#knitting #knitblr #wip #florence and the machine #pattern is called lion hearted on ravelry❣️ #if you thought I used up all my sweater symbolism designing Melville. well. I’ve got news for you. #(this gal was an english and lit class suck up. the symbolism never stops.) #admittedly it’s a bit heavy handed and on the nose. alas. but the designs just hit better that way! #the raglan shaping is meant to replicate an EKG with heartbeats. the notion of wearing your heart on your sleeve…and the song being about #a rabbit hearted girl. hence. rabbits and hearts on the cuffs. #the most vulnerable part of these lyrics (i wish that i could just be brave) on the most vulnerable part of the sweater (the back) #(because anyone can see it but you don’t realize who’s looking and reading your deepest desires) #anyways. I wanted to knit a lot of words in different fonts and sizes and I listened to florence on repeat and this happened.

[kkpwnall]

just a little rain

((edit: now on ao3))

“Alright you little gremlins, pick up is 3:30 sharp. If you’re late, you’re walking home in the rain.” Steve holds his umbrella over the kids’ heads as they pile out of the beamer and under the awning at the entrance to the school.

“Wheeler! Don’t forget your lunch!” He holds the paper bag out, and Mike trudges back, grumbling a ‘thank you’ under his breath that sounds more like ‘fuck you’.

One hand on his hip, he watches until they’re all safe inside, pushing and shoving and cackling way too much for first thing on a Thursday morning. 

He turns back to the beamer, looking to kill time until the store opens at ten. Across the parking lot, Steve spies Eddie still in his van, struggling with his leather jacket like he’s trying to hold it over his head and open the car door at the same time. Steve jogs over with his umbrella held high and taps on the window. Eddie jumps about a mile in the air, but relaxes when he sees Steve grinning at him.

“Can I walk you to class?” Steve teases when he opens the door.

“Ooo only if you’ll carry my books, Stevie,” Eddie snarks back. But Steve just takes the book bag from his hand and slings it over his shoulder. Eddie stares at him, a pretty pink flush brightening his cheeks.

“Can’t let the rain flatten these gorgeous curls.” He wraps one around his finger and tilts his head so he’s smiling at Eddie through his lashes, holding the umbrella over both of them.

Eddie’s frozen, just for a moment, his eyes wide. Then he frees himself from the tangle of his jacket to lean into Steve’s space with a wicked grin. “Better watch out, the girlies are gonna get jealous if they see Steve Harrington trying to make me blush.”

“Good,” Steve leans closer, his voice low and deep in his throat as he gives Eddie his most charming troublemaker smile.

Under the guise of needing to stand close to keep them both covered by the umbrella, Steve puts a hand on the small of Eddie’s back as they walk towards the school. But instead of heading directly for the shelter of the awning, he gently steers them to one of the cramped little alleyways back between buildings. Once they’re out of sight and under cover, he tilts the umbrella to hide them just a little more, and kisses Eddie against the bricks.

He’s unhurried, thorough, as if they have all the time in the world. He’s always wanted to kiss and be kissed in the rain, there’s something so quintessentially romantic about it, hidden away from all the elements of the outside world in their own little bubble. With Eddie. Eddie, who he never wants to stop kissing, who he wants to kiss in every timeless and cliched and sensual way known to man. And then invent a few of their own.

It’s a tricky bit of maneuvering, trying to keep the umbrella up and the rain off and get his hands on as much of Eddie as he can reach. But Eddie’s anything but passive. He pulls Steve in by his ‘stupid polo’, one hand sliding up to the hair at the nape of his neck, tilting his head just so. His other hand tugs at the zipper of Steve’s windbreaker, slipping inside to pull him closer by his waist. A gentle swipe of Steve’s tongue is all it takes for Eddie to whimper into his mouth, a small nothing of a sound that Steve devours.

Now that Steve’s had a taste of early morning Munson, he doesn’t want to stop. The heady mixture of a fresh spritz of old spice filling his nose, the taste of cigarettes and coffee and strawberry pop tarts on his tongue. Steve settles his free hand in the small of Eddie’s back, spread flat against the warm, soft skin under his shirt.

A group of girls rushes past the alley they’re hidden in, talking loudly and giggling. Eddie freezes as they walk past, and Steve takes the opportunity to kiss along his jaw, down his neck. The girls are gone as soon as they appeared, eager to get out of the rain, but Steve doesn’t stop his thorough exploration of every part of Eddie’s neck that makes his breath hitch where Steve’s lips touch. Eddie’s hands grip hard at his shoulders, fingers flexing like he can’t decide whether to pull him closer or push him away.

“Don’t you - ah - have better things to do than - hmm - robbing the cradle?”

Steve laughs into his neck. “You’re older than me, asshole. And the store doesn’t open for another 3 hours, I’ve got nothing but time.”

Eddie’s fingers tangle in Steve’s hair, holding his head to Eddie’s neck as Steve grazes his teeth along the strong, trembling tendon.

“Doesn’t change the fact that you’re dating a high schooler, sweetheart,” Eddie pants.

“Mmm,” Steve hums, sucking gently at Eddie’s pulse point. He pulls back just enough to look at Eddie’s flushed face, his eyes a little dazed. “You’re right, we should fix that. What do you say, my place, six o’clock? We can…” his eyes travel back down to Eddie’s swollen lips, “study.”

Eddie laughs against Steve’s lips as he swoops in for another kiss. Bright and carefree and safe under the privacy of the downpour and the umbrella. Steve deepens the kiss, pulling out all the stops to make Eddie swoon. Little nips and licks and sucks on his lips, gently laving and massaging and soothing with his tongue. Pushing Eddie against the wall with his hips. Rocking slowly against him.

The warning bell rings and Steve finally steps away, grinning. “Don’t want to be late for class, Eds.”

“God you’re the worst,” Eddie says breathlessly, but he pulls Steve toward him again by his jacket.

One of Eddie’s hands falls to his belt, pulling him closer. Steve slips his free hand into Eddie’s back pocket as Eddie bites at his lower lip. He captures Steve’s gasp in his open mouth, swiping his tongue against Steve’s with a gentle firm pressure.

It’s over all too soon when Steve nearly overbalances and stumbles from the sudden lightness on his shoulder. Eddie grins at him, shouldering his heavy book bag, and looking far too pleased with himself.

Steve pulls him in for one last kiss, still holding the umbrella to shield them from the rain and prying eyes. It’s a soft, almost chaste kiss. ‘Good morning’ and ‘I missed you’ and ‘I love you’ in the tender press of his lips. He cups Eddie’s cheek with his free hand, relishing the way Eddie relaxes against him, tilting his cheek into Steve’s palm with a sigh.

“Have a good day at class, love,” Steve says with a wink.

Eddie reaches out to straighten Steve’s windbreaker, zipping it back up and pressing both hands to his chest. He ducks his chin and looks up at Steve. His wide, innocent eyes immediately betrayed by the mischief in his sly grin. “Pick me up at six?”

*title from ‘the rain song’ by led zeppelin

#steddie #steve x eddie #steveddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things steve #stranger things eddie #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fic #stranger things season 4 #writing #kk writes #that spell of finish your wip went awry and instead conjured 1100 words of flirting and making out #look they weren’t kissing fast enough in my other wips i had to do something #can you tell it’s been raining all day where i live? #i wrote this AND applied for jobs today so yknow #please clap #is this a bad time to be posting this #probably #idgaf it needs to be set free

[daffi-990]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove and @tizniz. Thank you my dears! mwah 😘

Coming at you with a snippet from when your heart releases, you won’t fall to pieces aka the Eddie breakdown fic (which is currently at 10K 🙈). Prev snippet here.

Buck shuts the engine off and turns in his seat so he’s facing Eddie. “You don’t have to go inside if you don’t want to.”

Eddie’s staring blankly out the windscreen, hands clenched into fists on his knees. Buck tentatively reaches out and gently lays his hand over Eddie’s left fist.

“Nobody is going to make you, but I-I think it might be good to talk to Frank.”

Eddie sighs and nods, his fist relaxing under Buck’s hand. “I know talking to Frank is- is the right call but..”

“But?” He squeezes Eddie’s fist softly, silent encouragement to keep going.

Eddie finally turns to look at him and Buck can see the turmoil swirling in his dark honey-brown eyes. “I started seeing Frank to get better, to-to try and be better but this feels like the opposite of that, like-like I’m failing.” He lets out a humorless laugh and turns his face away from Buck. “I can’t even do therapy right.”

“Hey.” Buck uses the hand that’s not already touching Eddie to gently cup his cheek and turn his face back towards him. “You’re not failing.” Eddie’s bottom lip quivers, his face contorting as he tries to hold back his tears. “Healing isn’t linear. It’s not just up up up until you’re suddenly all better. It’s up and down and sometimes even in circles. It can be two steps forward and three steps back.” Buck uses his thumb to wipe away at the tears that have finally spilled. “It takes time.”

No pressure tagging: @diazsdimples @wikiangela @wildlife4life @watchyourbuck @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @spotsandsocks @spagheddiediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings @hippolotamus @homerforsure @hoodie-buck @nmcggg @exhuastedpigeon @elvensorceress @eddiebabygirldiaz @evanbegins @epicbuddieficrecs @bekkachaos @captain-hen @rewritetheending @rainbow-nerdss @athenagranted @thewolvesof1998 @the-likesofus @theotherbuckley @puppyboybuckley @loserdiaz @ladydorian05 @lover-of-mine @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @fiona-fififi @fortheloveofbuddie @giddyupbuck @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 and anyone else I missed who wants to share! ❤️

#fic: when your heart releases you won’t fall to pieces #daffi writes #buddie wip #buddie #not sure how I feel about this snippet #there are words but atm I’m doubting whether any of them are any good ya know? #anywho … bon apple the tea ☕️

[fortheloveofbuddie]

Fuck it Friday 💗

So I haven’t really been writing much lately but I got a prompt from anon (shoutout to you!) the other day that got the juices flowing lol. It’s about Buck getting a bad chronic pain flare up during sex and Eddie taking care of him 🥰

And a huge thank you to @tizniz for the encouragement (and for the tag)😘

NSFW under cut

Buck slowly lifts his head, only to be met by impatient brown eyes and he can’t help but to marvel at the sight that is his boyfriend. Slightly ruffled (pullable) hair, plump pink lips, a face that looks like it was carved by the gods and eyes that are literally screaming ‘fuck me’ beneath long dark lashes.

He shifts his weight slightly, putting just a little more pressure against Eddie’s cock, another pretty moan escaping his lips. Fuck, he loves how quickly Eddie becomes hard for him, how much he desires him for everything that he is. Buck traces his thumbs against Eddie’s pulse point, seeing how gorgeous red marks have already started to appear around his wrists.

Eddie would be lying if he said that he didn’t enjoy it a little too much when Buck takes control like this, when he manhandles him and truly just puts his strength to good use. Sure, he puts his strength to good use at work too but that doesn’t leave marks on his skin, which is what Eddie yearns for more than anything right now.

“Wanna touch you” Eddie almost whines against Buck’s lips when they’re finally on his again. He doesn’t even get to finish his sentence before he can feel the corners of Buck’s lips tugging up in what he knows is going to be an amused grin.

He knows Buck a little too well because as their eyes lock once more, his blue eyes are shimmering with delight and a hint of satisfaction. “How?” Buck questions, pink tongue tracing along his upper lip as he gently releases pressure on Eddie’s wrists.

Eddie pushes himself forward which results in Buck’s leg disappearing from beneath his and he swallows harshly as his eyes get a glance at Buck’s fully hardened cock. Eddie hooks a finger in his boyfriend’s belt loop, closing the distance between them. He bites Buck’s nipple, lightly at first but soon he adds a little more force and when he pulls away, he blows a cold breath against Buck’s damp skin.

“Any way you want me to, baby” Eddie’s voice darkens slightly as he lets himself push Buck’s shirt down his shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze as he does and he shivers lightly as he can feel Buck flexing beneath his touch.

Showoff.

Tagged by @diazsdimples @exhuastedpigeon @daffi-990 and @theotherbuckley 💘

Tagging!! @giddyupbuck @wikiangela @thewolvesof1998 @honestlydarkprincess @jeeyuns @jesuisici33 @steadfastsaturnsrings @cal-daisies-and-briars @athenagranted @evanbegins @wildlife4life @fionaswhvre @vampbuckley @elvensorceress @sherlockcrossing @spotsandsocks @watchyourbuck @loveyourownsmiilee @malewifediaz 🩵🦋

#buddie wip #buddie smut #fic: you were never meant to carry it on your own #fortheloveofbuddie writes #words happened #havent written smut in a long time #hope you guys enjoy

[fyreflys]

🧍🏼‍♀️Um. So I started writing a sterek mpreg fic (I KNOW- I KNOW! SHUT UP!)… the doc is 24 hours old & I’m already past 10k words.

Help. Me.

EDIT: I posted it! Check it out here

#sterek #derek x stiles #stiles stilinski #derek hale #teen wolf #fanfic #writing wip #snippet #I can’t believe I’m writing mpreg #never in a million years #if you told me 3 months ago I’d be writing sterek mpreg I would have spit in your face #the words are flying out I can’t stop it’s like a waterfall

[forever-1895]

CALLING ALL Since I First Saw Your Face fans

Let's work together and post as many supportive things about this story so hopefully the author sees and feels motivated to update!

In case you don't know, Since I First Saw Your Face by Stavia_Scott_Grayson on ao3 (@artemisastarte on Tumblr) rewriting the Sherlock Holmes books from the point of view of Holmes. It very realistically develops the relationship between this iconic duo, taking into account the events which would have happened at that time in history (e.g. Criminal Law Amendment Act 1885, Jack the Ripper 1888, etc), and the period typical homophobia is shockingly well researched. Even the concerts Holmes & Watson go to actually happened at the times stated in the story.

At the start of each chapter, there is a painful (3rd person) recording of the time Holmes spent abroad toiling after Moran (the late Moriarty's right hand man) during the hiatus (after faking his death at the Reichenbach Falls); about how he wishes above all to return to England and see Watson again, whom he misses in extremity.

Holmes receives news from England via Mycroft (his brother), which updates him about the state of affairs in England. Apparently, Watson has been wasting away after his wife's & Holmes' death. Mycroft tells Holmes that if he doesn't return quickly, Watson may be no more.

However, Holmes cannot return, as some things still need sorting out. He does however, ask Mycroft to send Watson The Sigerson Papers, an account written by Holmes under the name of Sigerson about the things he experienced in Asia. Watson notices that Sigerson is a lot like Holmes, and asks Mycroft whether his beloved is still alive.

However, even after finding out Holmes is still alive, Watson's condition doesn't improve. He feels betrayed. 3 years of hell, and Holmes was lying to him the whole time. He still loves Holmes, but all the same, he is not pleased.

Mycroft sends to Holmes about this, and Holmes is torn between homesickness and the fear that Watson will no longer like him. Holmes bides his time in Asia, until one day a letter from Watson arrives, telling him that he knows that Holmes is scared to return for fear of how he might react, and that though he is angry, he still loves him and wishes more than anything to have him back.

After a section detailing Holmes in Asia post-hiatus, there will be a recounting of events years ago, starting from when Holmes first met Watson, who was very weak and ill after returning from the army. Holmes takes a liking to him almost instantly, though he tries not to show it. Holmes describes moving in together, and even pays their landlady (Mrs. Hudson) to provide extra nutritious food for Watson so he might recover faster.

Holmes helps Watson get over his Soldier's Heart (PTSD, I think), Watson accompanies Holmes to cases, Holmes plays the violin for hours on end just for Watson's enjoyment, they go to concerts together, and support each other when one is feeling depressed.

All while this happens, Holmes tells us of his struggles of hiding his sexuality and desire from Watson, the struggles he has fighting his drug addiction, and the struggles of being an invert (homosexual) in the late 18th to early 19th century.

We also have some VERY tense scenes for when Watson is being too kind to Holmes and Holmes is about to let his feelings pour out his mouth like a waterfall, but fear of rejection holds him back.

It builds up to Holmes & Watson first meeting Moriarty at a concert, and then all the trouble starts from there.

Moriarty is constantly trying to cause distress for Holmes, first sending an anonymous letter to the police accusing of the two of sodomy, a terrible crime at the time period, taking advantage of multiple female murders and framing Watson for having committed them, and though disproved, it shows how close Moriarty can get to Holmes without even appearing; it's always one of Moriarty's goons who does it for him.

Moriarty threatens Holmes to end his association with the good doctor at another concert some years later or he will never cease trying to condemn Watson, and sooner or later, he'll succeed in ruining him.

All this unfolds while Watson is chatting animatedly to a Mrs Forrester and a Miss Mary Morstan in another area of the concert hall...

And that's what's happened so far. There's a LOT more, but I don't have time to write it all 😝.

In conclusion, post-hiatus: Holmes is still in Asia pining for Watson, Watson is pining for Holmes in England, and pre-hiatus: Watson has just met Mary, and Moriarty is stirring up a ruckus. SO NOW DO YOU SEE WHY WE NEEEED AN UPDATE? IM DYING HERE!

and to make y'all feel better, in case you haven't read it yet, Watson does reciprocate Holmes affections

#holmes x watson #sherlock holmes #johnlock #artemisastarte #since i first saw your face #pining #wip #ao3 #pls reblog #spread the word

[wordsforyourwip]

Try using these words in your WIP writing session today:

Attention

Riddle

Forethought

Candid

Lost

#prompt list #wordsforyourwip #wfyw word sets #words for your wip #wip inspiration #writing inspiration #one word prompts #attention #riddle #forethought #candid #lost

[bigbrainbiology]

Practicing drawing guys with help from Neuvi and Wrio <3

#fanart #genshin impact #neuvillette #wriothesley #wriolette #digital art #my art #POV your crush called you cute but you're a tsun and can't ever let him know you like him #cue 20k words of slowburn XD #obvs a wip #I think Neuvi still looks a bit too fem in my style #but I'm gonna practice a load more this year #and let's be honest his canon outfit is impossibly difficult for peasant like me to draw even with refs TvT #so I'm gonna put him in other more simplified clothes #yanno bc ~fashion~

[cognitosclowns]

I couldn’t choose which hand position looked cutest so. have all of em I guess :o

#spoilers in tags #I PERSONALLY LOVE THE LAST ONE. BUT I COULDNT CHOOSE SMDNSMD #pspspspspsp abfuckers get over here your man is blushing #alpha-beta #robotus alpha-beta #fanart #the fact that we didn't get to see AB's Real Face (tm) when tamiko cupped his cheek is a CRIME!! #AND A CRIME I AM GOING TO RECFITY DAMMIT SMDNSMDNM #outis art #inside job #SDMNBSMDN I've been writing out bits and pieces since part 2 released but #my brain is just rotating AB and Gigi in my head. no coherent thoughts just bisexuality #who knows maybe ill jam my 11k words of WIP into some cohesive fics MSNDAMSNDMA #ALSO. /LOVING/ THE CURRENT AB RENAISSANCE RN #looking in my notes seeing u clowns rbing my AB hronyposts. i see u i love u. more love for the robot man YES!!! #THROWS THIS AT Y'ALL LIKE A GRENADE AND SCAMPERS AWAY SHYLY

[whatthehellami]

The villain broke into hero's house. Once again.

They giggled as they quietly shut the window and handled the bag carrying the burgers and chicken gingerly, lest it make so much noise that the surprise gets ruined. They tiptoed to the bedroom and saw Perry, the hero's dog pawing the door, whining pitifully. Strange, the hero loved the dog more than life itself. Perry

still whining, came towards villain and pawed at villain's shoes.

"What happened, baby? Why's the door closed?" The villain tried the knob and it opened smoothly.

The room was dark and it took villain some time to get used to the darkness. "What happened loser, huh? Felt emo and locked out our cutie Perry? What's w-"

The villain stilled as they hurled the cover off hero's body. The white sheets gave off to expose hero's bloody and battered body. The hero hissed as their wounded back came in contact with the cool air.

The villain instantly dropped the food and crouched beside hero's bed. "What happened? Who did this to you?" The villain had the urge to commit murder and I'd things ho their way there will be blood on their hands. "Tell me, hero. Who did this to you?" The villain gingerly combed hero's hair out of their face and stared back with fury and concern.

The hero's eyes filled with with silent tears as they looked at villain crouching at their bedside, their eyebrows knotted in concern. "She told me that I'm a traitor, villain. Am I one if I want to quit?"

The villain gathered the tattered remains of the hero and cradled them gingerly in their arms, taking care to prevent them from further disintegrating. Revenge could be taken later.

#writers on tumblr #writeblr #my writing #writing #my words #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #spilled words #wip #villain #villain x hero #hero x supervillain #hero x villain #hero x superhero #villain x villain #tropes #otp #imagine your otp #writers #writebrl #writing inspiration #writing prompt #angst prompt #whump prompt #prompts #dialogue prompt #writing ideas #writer thoughts #writeblr community #writer's block

[wetcatspellcaster]

...so.

about that 'with a happy ending' part of 'angst with a happy ending'.

#thank you all for your patience... I am pleased to say I have finished the angst plot of Pieces #i can't believe i'm typing these words but: all the action is drafted. the horror is drafted. the final confrontation is drafted #the Ascendent is [REDACTED] #Astarion is [REDACTED] #and from this point.. there is only romance to go. #wip: pieces still stuck in your teeth #my writing #you know that point where you draft something that's dwelt in your head from the beginning? yeah. that.