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Happy WIP Wednesday Friday!
I was tagged by @effervescentyellow YAY! Thank you, friend! It's been a while since I've done one of these. Share a little snippet of something you've been working on if you like :)
Since I'm working on a million fics right now (thank you ADHD, I need psychological help), I'm gonna post two snippets, one from a coxstroke fic and one from my new WIP: Star Wars byler
It hurt to open your eyes when you were in the ocean. The salt made it hard to keep them open for a long time and it was always difficult to see, no matter what kind of water you were in. That’s what goggles had always been for, to protect your eyes and help you see. Don kept his eyes open and let them burn. Maybe if the salt irritated them long enough, it would burn the image of Shorty’s mutilated corpse from his retinas. Maybe if he drank enough salt water, it would erase the taste of Shorty’s blood. Maybe if he held his breath long enough… no. Don sat up and shivered as the cold night air settled over his skin.
And now for Star Wars byler (someone save me from myself)
“You dream of her.” Will was thrown from his restless meditation at the sound of his master’s voice. He opened his eyes and slowly stood, the stone floor cold against his bare feet. He could feel his master’s disgust as clearly as he felt his own emotions, and he turned to face the open door. “Sometimes.” “What a waste of time.” Lord Vecna’s lips curled into a sneer as he examined Will. Will knew that he was hunting for weaknesses, for anything to use against him. “The dark side allows attachment, yes, but your sister is a traitor to our ways. You would do well to remember that, my young apprentice.” “Yes, my lord.” Will bowed his head in submission as Vecna stepped closer. He didn’t want to think about the day El left, but he couldn’t help it. It was as if the Force wanted him to see her face in his dreams, like she was a reminder of something. Of my weakness.
I think everyone I usually tagged has been tagged, so participate if you want :)
my favorite brand of ship is little guy who tops a lanky dude
listen i love the piano scene but also
Coxstroke supremacy!! Don takes his job very seriously (intensely staring at his coxswain) (chill bro he’s all yours).
Okay okay okay so first literally anything because I love your art, but second, I nominate “let the sea roll high or low” (maybe rowing scene or gay bar scene or any time they share a bed scene??) and/or “tracing one warm line” (first kiss in office scene?? tipsy at bar scene??) bc those are honestly the two fics that first really sparked my absolute crazed fanaticism for this fandom :)
OOH THOSE ARE BOTH FANDOM CLASSICS here’s one for the numerous bed scenes in “let the sea roll high or low” I actually reread it literally yesterday so very timely!! @kjxlll I know you’ve migrated to other pastures but know your work remains Very Important. :)
felt like drawing these two