#joz.wips

[mrprettywhenhecries]

wip wednesday thursday ✨

thanks for tagging me @dubiousmetamorphosis 💚 here I am a week later with a snippet toward the end of the next chapter of dum spiro, spero

“Geta—“ you whispered, breaking the silence, Caracalla’s deep even breaths the only other sound disturbing the otherwise still room.  Though you were loath to voice what weighed on your mind, you knew you could not avoid the topic for long.  “You know as well as I that I cannot possibly wed both of you,” you murmured, though your stomach knotted at the thought of having to choose—against all odds, your heart bound to both of them.

“…I know,” he replied reluctantly, heaving a weary sigh, as if he too did not wish to dwell on it.  “Which is why officially you shall wed Caracalla,” he said with resignation, his gaze falling to where his younger twin curled tightly around you.

Unsure how to respond, your mouth opened, but no words came out.  Recognizing your unspoken question, Geta huffed a wry laugh.

“You are not the only one who would do anything for a brother.”

Closing your mouth, you nodded in solemn understanding.

“Besides, Caracalla needs you—“ he began.

“—And you do not?” you countered, the accusal in your voice sharper than you intended.

A sad smile crossed Geta’s face before his lips found yours, quieting you with a kiss.

“If anything were to happen to me, you are the only one who I—who can bring him out of his delirium,” he explained, and you frowned, wondering what he had been going to say before changing his words.

“Promise me you will care for him,” Geta insisted and you could do naught but nod, caressing his cheek, your heart aching for him.  How many things had he given up, how many burdens had he taken onto himself for Caracalla?

Geta’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment as his hand pressed atop yours before a grin suddenly pulled at his lips.  

“Just because you shall be his in the eyes of Rome does not mean that you will no longer be mine,” he said, his gaze holding yours.  “I could not give you up if I tried,” he breathed, pressing his forehead to yours.  “And I did try once, remember?” he asked wryly.

“I recall,” you chuckled softly.  

[myherokatsuki]

wip list {fic edition}

the love you get [arranged marriage fic] (bakugou x reader) - 5 parts // parts 1-3 complete // part 4 - 50% complete

a familiar face collab (college!au kaminari x reader) - one shot // 50% complete

farmhand!kiribaku sandwich - 3 parts // part 1 complete // part 2 & 3 plotted

incubus!bakugou x reader part 2 - 15% complete

not so tough now collab [jealous/angry smut] (sub!bakugou x dom!reader) - one shot // 40% complete

you collab (yandere!kirishima x reader) - one shot // 30% complete

pervy!bakugou x camgirl!reader - one shot // plotted

sex quirk (kirishima x reader) request - one shot

band!au bakugou x rival!reader - multipart // plotted

poly!kiribaku mafia!au dark fic - one shot // plotted

villain!bakugou x civilian!reader request

updated: 05/26/22

[mrprettywhenhecries]

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ahhh i hate agonizing over writing new characters lol 😭

“Yeah well, if I hear even one disparaging remark about you, I’lll—“ he paused to think a moment before snapping his fingers decidedly— “set fire to their hair. That’ll teach ‘em to watch their mouths,” he exclaimed, only half joking, an impish light dancing in his baby blues and a boyish smirk twisting his lips.

When you didn’t look impressed, he pivoted—“Singe their eyebrows? Just a little?” he suggested, his eyes wide and lips twitching in amusement.

“Johnny!” you chastised, though your barely contained laughter ruined the effect and he merely shrugged.

“Hey, no one messes with Johnny’s girl and gets away with it, got it?” he argued, pressing a kiss to your cheek, and you couldn’t help but smile.

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I don’t go here but 🍾 for the wip game pls 🙂‍↕️

thank you Syl! ilyyyy 🫶

I struggled with how to start this one so hard omg D:

The annual Channel 4 Christmas party was an event you’d come to both dread and look forward to at the same time. Every year that you didn’t show up with a date, the girls from the station always tried to set you up with one of your single coworkers, and while you knew they meant well, the men they always set you up with were duds, to put it nicely.

On the other hand, something scandalous usually happened by the end of the night, thanks to the eggnog and Janice from accounting’s boozy fruitcake, giving you all something to gossip about until next year’s party.

At least this year you wouldn’t have to worry about the possibility of your coworkers setting you up, just about becoming the talk of the evening—especially seeing as your date was none other than Johnny Storm, and this would be your first public outing as a couple.

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wip list.

currently updating:

✦ jq fic exchange anniversary event fics ➝ in progress ⟶ 7/7. thunderstorm (geta/reader/caracalla) ➝ 75% complete ⟶ 7/9. bonfire (michael [hoard]/reader)* ➝ 25% complete ⟶ 7/22. camping + backyard (sam [warfare]/oc) ➝ editing ⟶ 7/25. starry sky (eddie munson/oc) ➝ editing

✦ dum spiro, spero | ch. vii (caracalla/reader/geta) ➝ 5% complete ✦ every broken little bit | ch. 3 (michael/oc) ➝ editing ✦ super secret sam (warfare) fic-exchange ➝ plotting

on the back burner:

✦ last of the real ones | a ST 4 & 5 fix it fic (eddie munson/oc) ➝ plotting ✦ study buddy (danny markowitz/reader edging) request ➝ 10% complete ✦ teach me, please (inexperienced!jason hochberg/reader) request ➝ plotting ✦ dwytom | ch. 11 (gator/oc) ➝ 45% complete

updated. 07/26/26

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Write that Fic Friday (Saturday)

tagged by @dubiousmetamorphosis & @sweetpeapod thank you both! 🩵

Here's a little something from the Dum Spiro, Spero tale one shot I'm working on for @fredhechingerfrenzy's Twins prompt :3

Watching Dondus play, you smiled, resting your hand over your swollen stomach, a flutter of movement within giving you pause.

“Not much longer now, little one,” you murmured, wondering if your child could actually hear you.

Most nights, as you laid in bed, Geta and Caracalla would lie on either side of you, speaking softly to your womb—telling your child stories and how eager they were to meet him, or her—the tender sight always melting your heart.  However, in the quiet moments, though they never voiced it, you could see the unspoken question linger behind their eyes, each wondering which of them was truly the father, and while officially, to all of Rome, any children you might have would be Caracalla’s, to you—it truly didn’t matter.  In your eyes, they would belong to both, and you knew, deep down, both would love them the same.    

The crunch of sandals on gravel caught your ears and Dondus perked up, turning away from the fountain’s spray toward the inner garden’s entrance at the sound of his master calling your name.  

“I am here!” you replied, bracing yourself for your husbands’ inevitable displeasure.

“Columbina, what are you doing out here?  You frightened us, we searched everywhere!” Caracalla cried, hurrying to your side to fuss over you, making sure you were alright.

“Caracalla is right, you should not have left your bed,” Geta chastised, a stern frown marring his face.  “You heard what the royal physician and the midwife said about being on your feet for too long in your condition.  You need to rest,” he argued, crouching at your side.

tagging: @punkrockmlchael @thecreelhouse @idkwhatthisiseither & whoever else wants to play

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wip weekend ✍️

Help me work on my wips! Send me an emoji from the list below, and I’ll write at least 2-5 sentences for that wip!

(stealing this idea from @sweetpeapod bc it looks fun :3 💚)

💍 • Arranged → Dmitri Kravinoff/f!reader - arranged marriage smut

⛺️ • The One Bunk Situation → Jason Hochberg/f!reader - only one bed smut

📖 • Study Partner → Danny Markowitz/f!reader - reader quizzes danny while stimulating him. every time he gets a question wrong he is edged or punished in some way.

🎓 • Teach Me Love → Jason Hochberg/f!reader - jason is sexually inexperienced and approaches reader to ask them to teach him and help them get more experience after he had a bad date.

📱 • I'm Gunna Need a Phone → Quinn Mossbacher/f!reader - sexting/mutual masturbation

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we be getting closer to the smut >:3

Walking you backward as he kissed you, he guided you to the bedroom, careful not to bump into anything on the way until you stopped next to the bed.

“Can you help me?” you breathed, turning so he could undo the row of tiny pearl buttons down your back.

Dmitri nodded, his breath ghosting over the back of your neck as he focused on the buttons, his fingers moving slowly down the back of your dress, each second heightening your anticipation till your chest heaved with each breath and an insistent ache began to throb between your legs.

Easing your dress down, Dmitri pressed his lips to the nape of your neck, dragging them down the slope of your shoulder as his hands slipped up your chest, ghosting over your breasts and your breath hitched.

“Is this okay?”