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xcherryerim · 2 months

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— Wip Wednesday 🫧

Thank you to @futureman for the tag 🫶🏻 can’t wait to read the futturman smut bc it sounds soooo good already (i’m foaming at the mouth)

This is a little sneak peek of an upcoming friends to lovers gn!reader x Mike smut/fluff .

I started to write this literally yesterday so sorry if it’s REALLY rough.

"I'm here for you. Here for you, no matter what," he murmurs, pulling away slightly. "And if you ever need a reminder of that," Mike grins, "just look at me."

"Mike—" you began, but he cut you off.

"I care about you more than I can express, and I want to be here for you," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "I don't want you to feel alone in this. And maybe, just maybe, I can be the person who makes you feel alive, happy, and loved."

It’s finished, check it out!

no pressure tags ♡: @joshhutchersonsgf @freak-accident419 @stop-talking

#wip wednesday #wip writing #mike schmidt #mike schimdt smut #mike schmidt fluff #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt fanfic #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt fnaf

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thetopichot · 3 months

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Darling's customer service was never truly the best.

FUCK HIM UP DARLING FUCK HIM UPPPP‼️‼️‼️🗣🗣🗣

#the cat speaks #yuurivoice #yuurivoice auron #auron yuurivoice #writing #yuurivoice finn #finn yuurivoice #wip writing #writing wip #wip #the middle ground #middle ground #mg darling #darling mg #also I'm still changing things from this scene so not everything here is gonna be finalized #FUCK HIM UP #KICK HIS ASS

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steddilly · 6 months

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My sister somehow persuaded me to go out drinking with her and I’m crawling into bed now, so this is the only thing I can muster up for wip Wednesday. Rockstar Eddie takes Wayne out to see his favourite ECHL team play live, and his uncle is suspiciously close to team’s goalie

#steddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #wayne munson #rockstar eddie munson #hockey player steve harrington #meet cute #I love this little au #I really really want to finish it #wip writing #wip wednesday #fanfic #fanfic writer #fanfic wip #hard of hearing steve harrington #my favourite au #hoh steve harrington #Wayne and Steve friendship

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mustardyellowsunshine · 2 months

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A little snippet from an InuKag one-shot I'm working on.

Fever gripped Kagome’s body that night, sending her mind drifting like a minnow caught in the current of a stream. Flashes of memory—braiding her mother’s hair, bathing together at the river—mixed with the vague impressions of her surroundings until they tangled together. She saw her mother with hair made of gnarled twigs, skin like charred wood flaking into ash, dark hollows where her eyes should be. A blink, a blur of meaningless shapes and images, and then Kagome found herself cradled in the foliage of the tree tops, watching the stars above; their brightness began to spin and spiral with a stomach-curdling speed, and she realized that she was plummeting down to the ground. She fell into ice cold water that daggered through her lungs. She coughed and ash plumed from her mouth.

“Mama,” she croaked through chapped lips. The sound of her own voice startled her, puncturing the haze in her mind, and for a moment she knew herself again. She was alone in the night, shivering and sweating on a bed of pine needles. The wind whispered through the trees and chilled the sweat on her face. She didn’t understand how she could be sweating when she felt so cold.

“Mama,” she said again, this time a choked sob, as though the word alone could conjure her mother. Pressing her hands against her burning temples, Kagome could almost believe it was her mother’s fingers brushing through her bangs, her mother’s palms smoothing over her face.

Get up. The thought was quick as the glint of silver trout in dark water. Get up. Get to the river.

Kagome took a shuddering breath and closed her eyes. Hugging her arms to her body, she curled up on her side and felt herself begin to drift again.

Get up, returned the thought with greater urgency. Now. Before you can’t.

Her eyes blinked open again. It was pitch dark. The overcast sky gave her no moonlight to see by.

Get water, said the inner voice. Get to the river. Bring down your temperature.

Slowly, Kagome eased herself into a sitting position. The world spun for a moment, and she almost collapsed back down. She sat there for a long while, trying to orient herself. She couldn’t see anything in the night, but she heard the wind stirring the branches above her, and… there. The roaring rush of water in the distance. The river.

She didn’t trust herself to walk, so she got onto her hands and knees and crawled forward. Blindly reaching her hands out in the dark, feeling each inch of ground under her fingers—pebbles, moss, scattered points of pine needles—she made for the sound of the water.

#Inuyasha fanfiction #my writing #WiP writing #so many WiPs and yet not a finished fic to show for it 😅😭

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socially-awkward-skeleton · 2 months

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tagged by : @thesingularityseries @josephseedismyfather @g0dspeeed (thank you all so much!!)

I am once again overcome by the need to write more for my cod fic, here's two little snippets from chapter 12. Tagging those who were interested with this taglist (opt in/out)

tagging: @carlosoliveiraa @strangefable @cassietrn @finding-comfort-in-rain @cloudofbutterflies92 @theelderhazelnut @marivenah @nightbloodbix @la-grosse-patate @rc-dragons @direwombat @statichvm @clicheantagonist @aceghosts @inafieldofdaisies @amalkavian @justasmolbard

warnings for threats, injuries, and mentions of violence

“Sure you’ll be alright goin’ in there?” The scowl reappeared on his face. Giving her the out once again. He seemed to want to give her every excuse available to turn tail and run or hide. “I can do it on my own.”

Grabbing his arm and stopping him in his tracks, her fingers delved into the thick material of his coat, eyes boring into him, reminding him just how deadly serious she was. “I want to see what I did to him… I need to see the state I left him in.”

Tipping his head to the side, he looked at her with a cocked brow. “You’re a tough little bird, aren’t you, my girl?”

Rolling her eyes, she let go of his arm. “Christ almighty, would you stop calling me that.”

“What?”

“Your girl.”

Price smirked as she started walking away quickly with her agitation. “Wouldn’t bother you so much if you didn’t at least partially agree with it, darlin’.”

Rory scoffed and looked over her shoulder back at him. “I swear to god, you just might be one of the most arrogant bastards I’ve ever met.” His lips down turned as she said it, tilting his head from side to side, cocking his brow, seemingly debating this fact in his head. “Oh, piss off.” She couldn’t help but laugh now, her footsteps slowing as she turned around to face him. “You don’t get to act like this is the first time you’ve ever heard that.”

“What if it is?” His eyes twinkled with just a hint of mischief as he looked at her.

“Shame on everyone else who was too scared to say it then.”

With the lights dimmed in the room, they moved forward, not caring one way or the other if they woke him up in the process. The thin, pale blue curtain that circled the hospital bed rustled slightly, a breeze shifting the material as the two soldiers passed by it, their shadows sweeping across with what little light there was. Price was quick to grab the two edges of the material in his fists and toss the sections open, damn near tearing the curtains right off the rings that held them. As they parted, splitting open with force, the soldiers came face to face with the Russian, now cuffed to the hospital bed, his lip sewn back together with thick black sutures, face bruised and swollen, mouth stuffed with cotton, hooked up to an IV drip for pain management.

Price couldn’t help the lopsided grin that twisted cruelly at his mouth, his hands pressed to either side of Zorokov’s feet at the end of the bed, hunching over like a guard dog ready to attack, head lowered to stare at the man in a predatory fashion. “Well, take a look at you, sunshine.” The vehement, venomous hate he held for the oligarch – for what he had done – burned behind his eyes as he maintained the cool, calm, collected demeanor of the military captain.

Heavy eyes surrounded in puce fluttered open and locked on the Captain, widening at the sight of Rory standing in the corner, showing no sign of cowering in fear of the man who had attacked her only hours ago and in much better shape than he was.

Price’s stare darkened further. “Keep your eyes on me,” a command barked in the husky tone of a man who was used to shouting out orders on a battlefield.

Zorokov flinched, shifting carefully in his bed. His normally well-coiffed blonde hair left greasy and unkempt, there was no fancy suit to protect him now, no air of dignity or power. He was left strung up like bait for the wolves at the door, and they were prowling. He did as he was told, his attention maintained on the brusque man at the foot of his bed.

“You know why we’re here. So let’s not play any games, yeah?”

“What are you going to do, Captain Price? Threaten my life?” He nodded his head in Rory’s direction. “Sic your wild dog on me?”

The cold, threatening tone of the Captain barely covered the growl that threatened to slip from him. “Oh, I think she had every right to do what she did to you.”

“She ripped off my fucking lip,” the Russian yelled as he shot forward, manic with fury. The IV stand nearly tipping over with the flailing movement of his arm.

“And you tried to kill her!” Price thrusted his pointed finger at Zorokov before moving around the hospital bed with a snarl, grabbing the IV tubing that connected to the Russian’s arm and tore it from the bag. “You deserved everythin’ you got and more.”

“Captain –”

Her calm voice cut through the chaos. His hand tensed into a fist at his side. The constant stream of liquid dripping onto the floor causing everyone’s teeth in the room to grind.

“Sir, isn’t there someone else who’s meant to be part of this conversation?”

He shifted his jaw just enough to expose his annoyance, and then flexed his shoulders, letting the broad stretch of them sit tight. Anger flared in his eyes as he tried to remain controlled, staring down at the man who he had wanted to tear asunder.

“Price…” Rory held out the satellite laptop towards him, trying to reel him back in.

Glancing over his shoulder with a swallowed sigh, his nose scrunching along with a grimace as if he was swallowing back bile, he took the computer from her and quickly opened it, getting into contact with Laswell.

#wip wednesday #skelly writes #wip writing #fic: all along the watchtower #chapter 12 #oc: rory sinclair

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the-ellia-west · 3 months

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My take on badly-described WIPs

An Assassin, four children, and like 5 harpies get into a death match over something that's 20% true but stay in the death match because they now have a blood feud

A UFO causes 2 women to go insane, 1 woman to eat a cat, 1 woman to die, and one guy to gain a drinking problem

I like stealing from video games part 1, a bunch of people get thrown into magical portals and a poet adopts 2 non-human children

I like stealing from video games part 2, a little girl almost kills a man, and then a little boy gets kidnapped by a monster and almost gets cooked alive (not by the monster)

Norse mythology ripoff centered around Loki being a c***

A fantasy man with a drinking problem makes his four friends chase him down to get an intervention so they can save the world

I literally made a modern soap opera, there is so much shit going on at all times. Every sentence is a fucking plot twist and I'm on chapter 1

A cannibalistic serial killer says the most raw fucking Line I have ever come up with about cleaning the kitchen counter (that's all there is)

Which one of these would you read?

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fnafwritings · 5 months

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"Would you like us to help you fall asleep?" You blink, then mirror the curious motion of Eclipse's head with your own. "I didn't think you could still do the whole 'sleepy eyes hypnosis' thing right now." It was a feature of Moon's programming after all, supposedly to help children fall asleep who were having a hard time. They... he, Moon, had used it on a few occasions on you to help you get some rest on particularly stressful nights. It was interesting to think if Eclipse could still access that part of themselves; perhaps a rabbit hole to follow when it wasn't just past midnight. The bot's eyes, glowing in the dim light of your bedroom, hold yours for a few moments. Their expression is nearly impossible to read since it is a combination of Sun and Moon both, whom always had their own unique tics and quirks that you had grown oh-so-familiar with over the years--when combined however, its hard to know what to trust. Sun's expressive eyes, or Moon's hard gaze? "We have the capabilities of both of us," they say simply after a moment, a hint of humor behind their optics. "And if that is what you would prefer, we can certainly do that..." "Wh... what do you mean?" Eclipse's expression shifts. This time, you can actually read it--perhaps too well, in fact, because both Moon and Sun alike can't hide when they're up to some mischief, though the former is simply more shameless about it. "We could... do something else to help you sleep," they murmur, and suddenly you're acutely aware how you're sitting in their lap, legs open and sitting astride their thin hips. Oh. Oh.

I got a request that was supposed to be just a horny drabble and now it's 1k character development before even getting to the smut

#fnaf dca #fnaf eclipse #wip #writing #suggestive #wip writing #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #as much as i complain i'm very proud of it tbh sdfasdflkasd #eclipse has become quite an interesting character to develop

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welcometothewoes · 11 months

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You are not dead... You will live forever through raindrops, through cigarette smoke, through your gentle voice, through your absence, through everything...

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java-lava · 5 months

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Just woke up with this random thought for a plot (excuse the horrible writing but I’m still half asleep)

Hero who is known to be super hot and is constantly having everyone fall in love with him and the Villain is fed up with it so the Villain devises a plan to hurt the Hero while also damaging his pride.

The Villain’s Henchmen is sent to spy on the Hero’s personal life (Villain and Hero have an agreement not to harm each other’s loved ones) and Henchmen sees this one particular Woman who is very beautiful hang around Hero and Henchmen sees them hug.

Henchmen assumes Hero and this Woman are dating so he tells Villain that.

Villain decides to get Hero’s lover to fall in love with him (technically he wouldn’t be breaking their agreement).

Villain approach’s the Woman and starts forming a relationship with her.

They get close and find out a lot of things about each other, like the Woman finding out the Villain’s tragic backstory™️ and the Villain finding out that the Woman had been a young mom and that she had been a single mom to her son but she did the best to raise him and they’re very close.

Eventually Villain starts to have feelings for this Woman so he decides he wants to be with her for real.

Hero bursts into his home to find Villain and Woman having a romantic intimate dinner and just as Villain is about to explain, Woman hugs the Hero and tells him that she wants him to meet her new boyfriend. She assures the Villain that her son didn’t mean to be rude when he burst in, he’s just overprotective of his mom.

That’s when Villain realizes that Woman is NOT the Hero’s lover, she’s the Hero’s MOTHER.

This….. this just got so much better…..

Woman leaves the room to go get something from the other room and Hero shoves Villain into a wall and asked him what he’s doing and Villain just responds “Your Mom, apparently.”

#wip writing #villain #hero #villain and hero #sleep deprived writing #writting

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mysticstarlightduck · 1 month

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Happy Storyteller Saturday!

When you finish a first draft, how does it look? Is it readable or does it have more holes than a swiss cheese? What are your next steps, and how much changes?

(If you haven't finished one yet, what do you think how it'll look when you get there?)

Happy Storyteller... Sunday? (:

(Sorry for the late answer!)

Usually, my first drafts are very messy but readable. I may skip a few scenes, or add quick notes instead - what I know the characters need to do, or what I don't know they are going to do, so that I can figure it out later. After finishing a draft I usually take the time to try and write in some of those skipped scenes, do a bit of editing to polish off the writing for the second draft, think of what went "wrong" or what I really enjoyed about certain scenes, or just like, erase whole chunks of the story that don't work anymore and think about what scenes could take their place, that sort of thing!

Then, depending on how I feel about the final version of this first draft, I may set it aside for a while and start some other WIPs (a hiatus, so to speak, to let the ideas for the next draft rest and develop, so that I can come back to it some months later with a fresh mind. For example, my WIP The Last Wrath is in that kind of hiatus rn!), or - if I'm really, really full of ideas and excited to write this next draft - I just move onto the second draft. (:

#wip writing #sts asks #storyteller saturday #writing #asked and answered!#writeblr #writers #writers on tumblr #my wips #character writing #my characters #my writing #writerblr

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quinnharperwrites · 10 months

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Introducing...

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ The Isles of Blirrosia ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

{ a WIP by @quinnharperwrites }

CHAPTER ONE IS OUT NOW (this is a link)

(Just to let you guys know, I'm going to reblog this a couple times so more people can see it on their dash. I noticed that different chunks of my followers are active at different times. I might reblog it again in case I forget or need to add something.)

GENRE:

Fantasy; Superhero fiction

SETTING:

A fictional world in a fictional universe very similar to our own. Life was completely normal until a comet collided with a star called Blirrosia, forever altering Uzaria (now called the Isles of Blirrosia). The present story mainly takes place in the capital of Blirrosia--Rosia City.

SUMMARY:

Where is the line drawn between good and evil? Or, more importantly, who drew it? These are questions that plague Saffron Solis, a hero student at the top of her class, throughout the story. Since her parents are famous, retired heroes, she has an important legacy to uphold. It doesn't help that she and her family come from a long line of high-leveled aptitudes. Which she is very grateful for, don't get her wrong. Sometimes, the consequences of being the next generation's quintessential superhero can be too much to handle. Some of these include annoying date requests, or flowers that keep appearing inside her dorm? Weird. It's safe to say that Saffron's life is a house of cards built in the eye of a tornado. As if things couldn't get worse, the amount of supervillains in the city of have increased, and no one can explain why. Is there a bigger threat? And if so, will Saffron be able to fulfil her purpose before the pressure consumes her whole?

THEMES:

Good vs. Evil, Ambiguous Characters, Love, Death, and more to be revealed!

CHARACTERS (that I'm willing to reveal hehe):

SAFFRON SOLIS/AURA: She's our wonderful protagonist. Her aptitude is Aura Manipulation, and she's been training it for as long as she can remember. But it seems like there may be more to her aptitude than meets the eye.

LAI YARROW/CRIMSON DOVE: Saffron's best friend, but she's determined to be seen as more. Her aptitude is Pyrokinetics-- it's not basic! She'll be at the top one day side by side with her friends due to her own hard work, just you wait!

ZAIN BOLTON/(HERO NAME UNDECIDED): The third part to an unbreakable trio! Sure he joined a bit late, but who cares? His aptitude's Smoke Manipulation, and he doesn't really care about being a hero. Being close to his friends is enough for him, and he's always striving to be the best friend that he can be!

I asked @thewriteadviceforwriters (thanks again!!!) to design one of my characters for me, and it turned out wayyyyyy better than expected. There's a google form on the blog, so definitely check it out! The character designed for me is definitely my favorite, but he won't be revealed for a little bit.

After that one, I tried to AI generate the other characters. I'm still tinkering with it though, because some of them didn't come out as expected.

Taglist: No one at the moment, but let me know if you want to be added!

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thetopichot · 4 months

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More Middle Ground story bullshit, lol. So if you guys remember, Finn actually has met Auron in like what two audios. Finn mentioned that this one customer that payed really well & bought flowers for someone who Auron recently fired. So what if the listener was there to see in person?

Hi, welcome to another fanfic wip called "Middle Ground" & a idea based off this post. It's what if Auron, Finn, & the listener were in a poly relationship with a mix between enemies to lovers & just fluffness. Maybe I might write it for real if you guys want that.

#the cat speaks #louie arts #yuurivoice #yuurivoice auron #auron yuurivoice #yuurivoice finn #finn yuurivoice #listener yuurivoice #yuurivoice listener #Middle Ground #The Middle Ground #fluff #writing #wip writing #writing ideas #writing idea #wip #writing wip

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captainbogwitch · 1 year

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The Princess, the Knight, and the Beast

“Oh, it’s you,” Its voice is a low growl, “my soldiers have been keeping their spears targeted at you from the moment you crossed over the reef; it’s so rare to see a Hylian stray so far from land these days.” The grin shifts from a small attempt to be nonchalant into something much more sinister and predatorial. “Lest they find themselves in a Zora’s trap.” Link let’s out a small laugh.

“It’s rarer still to see a Zora at all. You should be wary of voyaging Hylians, lest you fall into his trap.” Now it is the Zora’s eyes that grow and his crest twitches up.

“I don’t know much of the Hylian Common Sign, but I know enough to understand what you’ve said. And enough to know you can hear me well enough, yes?” Link grunts in the affirmative. “Well, well, well, you pretty little thing, I might be able to get out of this little net of yours eventually, but there’s no fun in that when we can establish a rapport.”

“I’ll let you go if you can give me what I need,” Link signs, impatient. He’d know the stories, if he knows the language, he can figure this out with context clues just as before. The Zora laughs.

“I might have a little trick behind my fin to help me read your signs. You might say my curiosity is piqued, and you seem fun to play with. Lean down to me,” he says, voice still sitting in that low register. “Don’t worry I promise I won’t bite. Too hard.” Link swallows. He’d be lying to say he wasn’t curious as well, to deny the adrenaline rushing through his veins at this very apparent dangerous situation he found himself in—something he used to do quite often when he was young and had fallen off the wayside when he became Zelda’s knight.

He ties the gigao on the sail post, securing it in place should the Zora attempt to loosen himself and swim away. He kneels down over the side of the canoe, reminding himself that this was all for Zelda. His blue eyes catch and keep the Zora’s gold in place as he moves, still defiant and steely. Said beast’s grin widened even more.

“What a good boy,” he purrs, lifting himself up. His face is segmented by the large woven mesh of the gigao. Link designed it specifically for the purpose of catching a Zora—the webbing was wide enough to let small fish float through without being caught, but small enough (he hoped when made it) to prevent a Zora from slipping through.

This means that the face of the beast is mostly unobscured by the rope which hangs askew from the top of his crest to around his face. Link slowly moves lower, nearly folded in half and it’s almost as if they are playing cucco with each other. Both parties kept their eyes open, the Zora daring the Hylian to return to the boat and the Hylian resolving to do whatever he needed to do. He would not turn away now.

Suddenly he feels chill, salty lips press against his own.

#sidlink #my fic #fanfic #wip #wip writing #my writing #sidon #link #botw #botw link #au!#botw sidon #botw zelda #link x sidon #link/sidon #legend of zelda

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bimboothefool · 1 year

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Here’s two snippets one of a Wally Darling request and another being the aforementioned Wally Darling fic I vaguely mentioned in the special interest characters post! As always the links will be present once their respective stories come out!

Lipstick Swatches (Fluff) [Finished]

“Eddie! Hello what brings you here this morning?” Eddie smiles and replied with. “I actually have a package for you!” He fished a large box from his messenger bag. “Oh my lipsticks!” You exclaimed, happily taking the box from him.

“Are you sure it’s just lipstick (Y/n)??” Eddie looked at the package with skepticism. “Well there’s other products like blush and some other stuff!” You smiled as Eddie excused himself ready to drop off more letters and packages.

I and My Daisy Bell (Yandere)

You decided to hide to at least get a feel for what you’re up against. As you hide in a nearby walk in closet. You hid yourself in the clothes hoping they’d shroud your form further into darkness. A familiar voice you dreaded hearing was within your hearing range.

Wally hummed an old yet familiar tune as he and this presumably larger creature followed suit. You decided to look for another exit, at the end of the walk in closet, you saw a door. You quietly walked towards the door, crouching down to avoid being seen through the glass.

#samples #current wip #wip fic #fic wip #wip writing #welcome home x y/n #welcome home x reader #welcome home x you #wally darling x y/n #wally darling x you #wally darling x reader

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waitafrikk · 4 months

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OFFICALLY 4000 WORDS INTO MY STORY!!!!!!

if you see me tagging posts qwith 'minoa academy' thats that!!!

(if you give the first 3 draft chapters a read on ao3 i will love you all forever)

#minoa academy #fantasy #WIP writing

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redyn-nerevarine · 1 month

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Their relationship is progressing well.

#tes 3 #julan kaushibael #morrowind #tes #tesblr #wip writing #chronicles of an outlander

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