An Ellipsus Snippet with a rainbow background. Text as follows: The door opened and Silco was taken aback. He was faced with a goddess, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her long chestnut hair was pulled into a dutch braid that ended in a ponytail. She wore a cerulean blue popover dress that reached her knees. "Silco?" Her voice was different but familiar at the same time. Silco gazed up into her eyes, holding pieces of a stormy sky. He had held onto the memory of gazing into those eyes as he curled in a foxhole. It had been the one thing he clung to in the chaos of war. "Vander?"

First time ever participating in #WIPWenesday. A snippet from my 1940s fic for #T4TVancoWeek

It's almost midnight. LOL.

#hazbinhotelvox #hazbinhotelalastor #wipwenesday

"John MacTavish, meet Simon Riley. He owns The Raven's Quill." Right. The bookshop next door. Which means they share this alleyway, which means they'll see each other often. Which means, if Soap wants to keep in everyone's good graces, he'll be the bigger man. He glances at Price and rolls his shoulders and paints on his best smile. "Let's start over then. Call mae 'Soap'." Simon looks down at Soap's offered hand but makes no move to take it. Instead he simply says, "No." And turns on his heel and walks back up the three little concrete steps and slams the door closed behind him. Clearly stunned, Price turns and looks at Soap. "I take it you've met?" Soap can't help but grin. "Aye, sir." "Well," Price smirks back, "You'll have to tell me about it." He starts back inside.

I actually have a #WIPWenesday for the #Ghoap Folk
Post Meet Ugly Soap trying to make friends
(Tattoo Parlor/Bookshop Au with some one-doesn't-know-they're-dating)

I lost my stylus right after I started this sketch. And idk if its in my apartment or I lost it at the emergency room.
#art #digitalart #wip #wipwenesday #vgenmonthlychallenge

The final #WIPWenesday of 2025, and it's the first of 2 baby blankets planned for my in-laws. Just passed the halfway-mark on this, and it's final length should be about 60 inches

Happy #WIPWenesday!!!

Take a sneak peak at this Fearne flash I did for my birthday 👀 dog I am on episode 102!! I’m getting close!!

#criticalrole #tattooflash #fearnecalloway

Yes this a fan oc for loki irl

WIP WEDNESDAY! I feel like haven't shared a lot of art so here we go! Kofi art and some goober art #wip #wipwenesday #furry #kofi #spookyseason #mlp #lokiirl #dnd

WIP Wednesday
My spouse looking at this page: Is any of this safe to post?! How about this little corner, maybe that’s not so bad? 😅
I know some of y’all need healing after NBAD, so it’s coming Friday 😆
#goodomensfanart #wipwenesday

“This isn't fair to you. I cannot give you the… luxuries other men may.” It has been a subtle confession, one he intended on Caitlyn to take another way, gloves finger dancing over the petals of the violets lining the pathway. “Nor I you. I cannot produce an heir for you, that also seems unfair. Tell me, Mr Giopara…” she had said, picking one before slotting it into his coat pocket “have you read the works of Lord Alfred Douglas?” “the love that dare not speak its name. I am familiar.” “Then you understand. Lavender. We should have those at the wedding.”

#wipwenesday

Be prepared I will not stop talking about this for at least a month.
#vikjayce eventually

QRT with your #WIP #wipwenesday
#promosky

Dwarven Justiciar

An in-progress knitted sock on four double pointed needles. It's cranberry red and knitted up until the end of the heel.

For #WIPWenesday, one of my comms! Just finished the heel. My comms will open up again once I get all my current comms done. Trying to speed knit through it lol.

#WIPWenesday already? Man, I'm behind! I've been doing con stuff and finishing up my final week working in the ICU! :D But worry not! I've got stuff coming this weekend~

more ‘nd five minutes, Simon was gone and Ghost was in his place in a black balaclava. The air was cooler, the bond buzzing with a low-fi thrum of danger, sending a little thrill through Soap’s stomach, electricity up his spine. Ghost pulled the gloves over his hands and Soap flushed at the memory of them on his body, firm and calloused and strong but so fucking gentle. Ghost flexed his leather clad fingers as he fastened the straps across his wrists and Soap noticed the tears in the tips. The omega thought of the long, taloned tips of the Winter King’s hands. They way they glistened like daggers as they carved their way through Phillip. Soap reached out as he stepped forward, taking his mate’s hand and kissing him slowly. Soap thought he could still smell the blood on Ghost’s skin if he tried. Soap broke the kiss to nuzzle into his alpha’s neck, moaning softly as he inhaled. “Bleedin’ hell,” Ghost breathed, the tips of his claws scratching at the base of Soap’s scalp. Goddess…

As a show of good faith, both that I am actually still writing and that I will un-anon, have a #WIPWenesday #Ghoap

Je devrais commencer à poster en français plutôt ?
Regardez j'ai fait ça
#wipwenesday

I almost never post wips cuz I'm a scaredy cat but I've been talking about this one a lot anyways. I'm choosing to ignore all the edits that need to be made here 🙈 #tkrb #wipwenesday