#in progress fics

[amillionstars]

finally joining the luca tumblr user fanfic madness this is soooo much fun to write lmfaoooo

hopefully should be up today/tomorrow im going crazy rn

[astrophxge]

Also hi guys I’m gonna slowly work through my inbox!! I might save a few as drafts so I can set them to post later, I’m getting a minor surgery at the end of the month and I’ll probably be less active but schedule posts so I can rest. But trust I will try to get to as many as I can before that!! Feel free to keep sending reqs in though!! :)) One of the seven billion fics I’m working on should be out soon- either Ryland x witchy theatre teacher or Ryland x reader weed fic, we’ll see!

[simmerandwrite]

Working on the next chapter for my long fic Only For A Moment and realizing I have... weaved a real web of original characters into this universe. I have noooo clue how my tiny little idea for a Steve/Bucky/OC story has taken off with these story arcs and characters but here we are! 

Anyway, this post is solely for me to upload a ‘cast’ list/faceclaim/poster of all the important OCs in my story so it can be ignored.

If you’re not familiar with the story, this won’t make any sense probably. If you want to start from the beginning of their journey, you can find Show Me, Don’t Tell Me on AO3 here.

 And if you are a reader, hi! Next chapter should be up this week. Spoiler alert for the second story with this character chart!!

(I’m sure some readers don’t see these characters the same way but this is mostly how I picture them! Although I do picture Crystal a bit more blonde, I couldn’t find the right person that really fit the bill in my mind.)

[magdaclaire]

in progress works on ao3 

Bozo and the Stranger || 2/3 chapters posted 

x-men fic 

halex

to be updated by mid-march

wrong number au; two texting chapters, in person chapter to be posted soon 

the gang goes to college || 3/? posted

it fic

polylosers

to be updated by ??? (hopefully by mid-march?)

adult/college age texting au, possibly ends at christmas break when they can all meet again. about to reach fall break. 

[writercole]

Happy July

I...don't know if anyone is still there -

Hello? Is this thing on?

Ohai there you are. Thought you might like an update.

My Sounds of Someday rewrite for publication is 20k words in and, as @deans-spinster-witch will love, it's not even close to being done. So much has been added. It will now be titled: All Our Own and will be coming out for preorder hopefully by the end of next month, depending on what life throws at me.

My website is in progress and I'm so happy to announce that I'm working to get things set so that I can sell without Amazon taking a bite out of my -

I have recently been diagnosed with ADHD. It explains so mfing much.

My new job is boring af.

Now, how about the stuff you really care about - FANWORKS!

I have a Veterinarian!Bob Floyd in progress. It's disgustingly cute.

I'm on the Twisters train. Firmly. And there is no end in sight. I've got a Tyler Owens one-shot (I hope) in progress.

I still have some Jake Seresin stuff in progress, it's just slow goings.

My Supernatural girls will be stoked to hear this. I have a Dean Winchester secret CEO au in progress. GOD I love him already. I've literally written two paragraphs with him in it. Two. And I'm already in love. I guess that tracks when it took 14 words for me to fall in love with him on Supernatural.

I am accepting any and all tin hats for The Boys. And criticisms about the way a certain superhero handled a certain situation with her boyfriend. And I will not accept anything but love for Sister Sage. Girl is a goddess.

As always, my inbox is 7/11. It may not always be doing business, but it's always open.

Love you guys -

Cole

[bisexualstevierogers]

In Progress Fics!!

hey!! so I made this new thingie on my blog so you guys can read unfinished fics from me and maybe message me ways you think I should finish them? I know how I want to finish some of them (I just haven't had time to do it) but for some of the other ones I don't really have that many ideas? so yeah!! I dunno, it seems neat to me, so here's the link if any of ya'll want to check it out: http://actualpuppybarryallen.tumblr.com/inprogressfics heck, you can just give me feedback and tell me if you like the story so far, it just seemed like a good way for you guys to read work from me without me finishing anything in ages  <333

[amillionmillionvoices]

I was thinking, after having done that fic meme that’s going around, about first lines, and I kinda wanted to post the first lines of fics I’m working on now, and see which ones interest people the most?  And/or, just to have a collection of the things I should be working on. (Maybe peer pressure will help? lol)

I would also love to see what other people are working on! @mygalfriday @maplefay @lodessa @coffeeinanebula @themysticalsong @queenriver ???

first lines of in-progress fics (stv, dw, leverage)

janeway x chakotay

1. He’d known when he picked the restaurant that it was Kathryn’s favorite. Known that whenever he glanced at the vaulted ceilings he’d remember her smile as she told him about the original parquets; known he’d think of her hands gesticulating as she explained the layout, the bar and the tables and the courtyard out back; known that whenever he glimpsed the light reflecting off the old, 18th century wood paneling he’d be forced to imagine the way that same light would bring out her eyes. 

2. The ice clinks against the side of the glass, and if he weren’t drunk - not so drunk he doesn’t have his wits or faculties, but drunk enough to numb the restlessness for the moment - he might have awed over it.  Real ice.  A real glass. 

3. The room is white, no furnishings or decorations.  There are no windows, nothing to touch, nothing to do but stand or sit or - in her case - pace the fifteen feet back and forth. No distractions, the Mari had said.  Nothing to deflect from the topic at hand, though she thinks she’s done a decent job ignoring it regardless. 

4. Tom is the only one who catches it.  Her middle finger, tapping against the arm of the chair, barely visible in the static feed. 

5. He’s been here far too many times. 

6. The plasma storm hits two days into their camping trip. 

7. He’s read somewhere the city used to smell like fish in summer, before artificial atmospheres; before they purified the water and raised the ground level; before everything was replicated and sanitized and pristine. 

8. He drops into the seat across from her, his drink spilling a bit over his hand.  His leg nudges the table and her highlighter swerves off the line.  “Sorry,” he says, then, recalling his bravado - and his mission - smiles. 

9. Kathryn shakes her head and scrubs at a dirty patch on the bar.  “Haven’t seen him.”

nate x sophie

1. She falls asleep with her head in Nate’s lap, his fingers carding through her hair, and dreams that he’d never been born. 

2. They’re in Florence the first time he mentions it. 

3. He’s delivering the Christmas Eve sermon the first time he sees her. 

river x doctor

1. Amy slaps the folder down on the table and collapses into her chair, glaring up at her subordinate.  “This is the third time in as many months—” 

“That I’ve closed a case?” River arches an eyebrow, unimpressed by Amy’s display. 

2. Amy secures the last forget-me-not in her hair and pulls back with a smile.  “There,” she says, straightening the strand of pearls around River’s neck.  “Perfect.”

3. The suit touches the lake floor and she claws at the inside of the gloves, fingers tearing at the seams as it takes her down, down; it withstands the pressure from the water but barely.  It’s getting colder and darker and her face is streaked with tears; bright lights and countdowns and everything’s jumbled.  She scratches and screams and the suit sinks and there’s a pounding in her skull, in her bones; she’s eight years old and running away, curled in a ball under the bed, hiding, always hiding, running as fast as she can.  There’s a woman’s face, pale and black-spotted and things she can’t remember and things she can’t forget and she can’t breathe down here. 

4. Charlotte looks up at her, eyes wide and damp but she doesn’t cry, the brave, clever girl.  “But who will make it rain now?”

5. John watches out of the corner of one eye as Rory swings his legs under the bench, sparkly Mary Janes glittering in the bright sunlight.  

6. “Deep breath.”

River glowers, but does as she’s told, breathing in and out slowly. 

“Again.”

“You know you aren’t a real doctor,” she says, her voice still raspy.

7. She sees the headstone before he does, a barely imprinted snapshot in her head: still developing, still chemical.  It’s his name, carved in the timelines as much as the stone and she knows: her eyes jump to the angel, its hand on his back, and where her father goes her mother will follow and he won’t survive that.  

8. The TARDIS jolts.  An angry sound screeches through the halls, a high pitched whine he’s never heard before and never wants to hear again. 

9. Colonel Manton finds them holed up on a backwater planet in the Ellion Nebula and sets fire to the midwife’s inn. Smoke her out, and bring me the child, he says to his Soldiers of God, who bow like wheat-stalk in the chilling wind.  Follow the Higher Command.  

10. She slips into the TARDIS, biting down a grin as she spies him, grumbling to himself at the console.  Cursing, he flips the lever and smacks the scanner.  

“You really ought to fix that.”

[allthebees]

that rich stepsiblings AU that isn't my fault

EXPLANATION TIME: okay so somewhere on my dash months ago there was a reblog of this which had someone wanting a rich stepsiblings AU but because I'm stupid I saved the original post itself in my drafts for when this actually happened and now I've gone to find it again I can't. either that or someone had it on their wishlist or maybe even in their tags? whoever you are, I am so sorry and most of the blame for this is yours. also Tyler Hoechlin's. for this. which is what Stiles is gaping over below. anyway this is just something I'm throwing in my queue while I'm away because I have about seven thousand unfinished fics in the works and the more people who nag me about working on them the better! *~*~* “Lydia,” Stiles says breathlessly as he rockets upright in the reclining chair. “Lydia, look.” Lydia lifts her head and looks at him over the top of her sunglasses. “I haven’t seen you move that fast since you thought your dad was going to find your stash,” she says. “What is that?” Stiles flaps his hands towards the water. “What is he doing? Oh my God, Lydia, I think I’m having a heart attack. Is this what a heart attack feels like?” “No, brother mine, that’s called an erection,” she says sweetly. “Welcome to adulthood.” The sound Stiles makes is reminiscent of that time he accidentally trod on the housekeeper’s dog’s tail. Lydia covers his face with the oversized, floppy hat and waves cheerfully at the concerned looking elderly couple walking by as she reaches for the beach towel. Her elbow hits his groin and he makes the sound again. “I am going to smother you,” she says in his ear and drapes the towel over him neatly before climbing to her feet and readjusting her bathing suit. “When I get back from talking to Mr. Flexible over there, that is.”