#... one day

[moonstonemoonlight]

Happy Halloween!!!

[deedee-sims]

Hi Deedee, I hope I'm not bothering you with this but I think there's a problem with the CF mesh for the top only 3t2 Prep School Uniform. There's sort of a hole in the front of the skirt. I thought you might want to know!

Hi! Oh, yeah, seems like I accidentally merged something I shouldn't have. I fixed the files, please redownload!

[oh-stars]

WIP Weekend

Got tagged in this by @lady-lostmind and thought it'd be fun!

It’s WIP Wednesday weekend!!

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), 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 post!

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 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. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

wip filenames:

Yours

hold on to me

the Harrington Brood

Loved You Before

Paranorman!Steve

In Case You Don't Live Forever

no pressure but @karadanverss @sparkstar-trash @infinite-orangepeel

snippet from yours under the cut!

Eddie avoids Steve as much as possible now that they’ve returned from break. It’s not that different from how things were before, but now it’s intentional. Having Wayne in his ear about talking things out, it made it harder to actually want to see him. If he saw him, then he’d have to cowboy up and face the one conversation he never wants to have. Or else he’d be going back on his word to Wayne and that’s the last thing he wants to do. 

It’s just… How do you have a conversation with the man you still love but you know can’t stand you? 

He goes out of his way to stay away from Steve. Ducking down hallways, slipping into random classrooms, hell, he even dragged a colleague into a conversation at the drop of hat just to avoid potentially making eye contact with him. It’s ridiculous and taking away what little safety he felt in the halls. It’s been hard enough teaching high school with all of his former hangups, but now the sliver of authority he has is being undermined by his pathetic diversions.  

The good news is, no one seems to notice. Or at least, he thought that was the case. 

Nothing gets past Robin Harley. 

She corners him one morning as the school starts to open, before he can sneak off to his classroom. Robin blocks his way down the hall and while he could probably run past her, she’ll just sick her bloodhounds on him anyway. It’s futile, really. 

Eddie sighs. “How may I help you today, Mrs. Harley?” 

“Cut the shit, Munson,” she says. “My office. Now.” 

“You do know I don’t actually have to listen to you, right?” 

She raises an eyebrow. 

He gives her a tight smile. “Where was your room again?” 

[mocacheezy]

Friend: "So, do you have any new fic ideas you want to write?"

Me: "Hmmm, nope I think I have my hands full with the wips and the ones I already told you about."

*5 minutes after the call ends*

My brain, slamming a folder filled with ideas infront of me: "Guess what I found in the baaaaack~"

The ideas:

The "Nemesis Prime" robot M.E.C.H. made coming to life via (smth?), naming himself Motormaster, and the 'Bots having to deal with an edgy, more aggressive and destructive "twin" of Optimus. MM ends up viewing OP as an older bro and will not hesitate to hurt a bitch if it means OP isn't getting hurt. Megatron included among those bitches.

MegsMags from Aligned with a splash of implied megop at the end

Animated (Kingdom/Arranged marriage stuff megop) Culture shock during peace talks and potential grave insults to the guests avoided thanks to OP actualy bothering to look up the neighbouring "barbaric" kingdom's courting culture. His family is ashamed at the display, his future consort however is becoming more hopeful about his future husband.

Animated Bulk/Megs; Bulk is sick and tired of being labeled as nothing more than a dumb oaf. Megs could weep because he finally has a competent minion. Somewhere, somehow affection becomes a thing.

Aligned prewar megop with Orion crushing on a miner, finding out he became a gladiator, befriending him, and buying him from the Arena. He'll get rid of the slave coding binding his friend soon... Right?

Aligned prewar megop; "congratulations! You've won a raffle young bot - here are some of our finest gladiators, and some of the most prized possesions of their masters. You can take home whatever you can carry!" "Anything?" "That's right! Why, if youvwere stronger you could've taken any mech if you wanted to." *Orion hums, walks up to Megs, looks his "friend" up and down, lifts him up in a bridal carry and goes home.*

Aligned domestic fic where OP wonders why the fuck Megatron doesn't use normal utensils and insists on using his eyebrows. Yes, it's also a crack fic.

... This isn't even touching the wips, or the Pitfighter Pax ideas that are blooming in my mind.

[prismacolorz]

[beautifulics]

guys... one day I’ll be a famous author... when I finish the fucking trilogy I’ve been writing since 2013 rIP.

[genitrice-old]

 during   the   rainy   season   on   naboo,   theed   and   many   other   cities   come   alive   with   colour   ---------   on   the   second   week   of   the   season,   impǔ’u   tëmekeri   takes   place   (lit.   the   festival   of   the   winged   one   /   the   festival   of   tëmekeri),   which   consists   of   celebrating   the   harvest   that   is   to   come   and   the   start   of   naboo’s   new   year.   marketplaces   are   covered   in   colourful   tarp,   shimmering   like   jewels   in   shades   of   green   and   blue,   and   children   and   adults   alike   gift   each   other   niishta,   a   deep   purple   flower   which   blooms   only   on   the   island   and   which   is   believed   to   grant   prophetic   dreams   if   placed   under   the   pillow   on   the   night   of   the   festival.