heavyartillery | WIP Wednesday [2020-03-18]

Behold! Actual footage of me trying to get shit done lately.

Thanks for providing some continuity in these weird times, Tec!

Currently, I'm working on another prompt fill to save a couple of Sledgefu prompts that are just too pretty to be abandoned to the LLSS Great Purge of 2020. Only problem is I'm kicking around three or four prompts to fill, having not been able to choose one, but none feel quite right... sigh

Two smut pieces I'm working on, one is that Andy/Eddie bit I've posted snippets off before. Progress! I've deleted 1000 words, and am now redoing the sex scene, though I think I need two more Guadalcanal scenes. Why am I bad at short!?

Meanwhile, I'm doing a fill for the office sex at Nixon Nitration prompt, which needs to be edited, but is otherwise done.

Esther Blaine, who was ostensibly Stanhope Nixon's secretary, but in reality made a lot of the day to day decisions about the management of the factory, cast Dick a long look full recriminations when he emerged in search of a third coffee and the latest stack of resumes. Dick shrugged and made a helpless gesture, abrogating responsibility for the boss' son showing up for once.

The both glanced at the closed door of Nix's office—a grand corner suite that overlooked the river just as Dick's overlooked the factory floor—then locked eyes. Dick grimaced and ducked his head, admitting responsibility for what happened next, if not the cause.

Just then, Nix emerged, looking remarkably less rumpled than he had when he'd come in. His tie was not only knotted correctly but pulled snug to his throat, his hair looked as though he'd combed it, and he'd shaved sometime in the past few hours. In a steel-blue suit with a navy pocket square, he looked cut out of a glossy magazine add selling yachts to young, if conservative, professionals. He had definitely not looked like that when he'd pulled into his private parking space near the door. He hadn't looked this good since the last time Dick had seen him in his Class As.

"So, what are we doing today, Esther?" Nix asked.

Dick swallowed hard, having to tear his eyes from Nix.

Esther's eyebrows hit her hairline. She looked at Dick accusingly.

Dick shrugged slightly and did what he always did: took on responsibility for Lewis Nixon III, and all the adventures that entailed.

Edited 2020-03-18 15:06 (UTC)

Working on ALL the things at once is not really helping me finish things.

What a killer last line.

I'm digging this! Can't wait to read it. :)

Preach.

I also have a BabeRoe that I'm working on for Took, but I keep getting distracted by others WIPs that are less time pressing. Such is the burden of a writer, I suppose.

I feel this spiritually.

I have two GK fills started but they're not jiving quite the way I want them to. Plus I have the fanart fill I need to do since Mucca was sweet enough to write me a comic script~

Considering that I managed a totally uncharacteristic three fills for this extended Theme Week I think I might just try to sew up the comic and gracefully step away from the others in favor of trying to make a little progress on some of the longer pieces I'm hoping to finish this year.

This is already fantastic and also I'm kind of in love with Esther??

Your Winnix is always just top-tier, man. It's so, so good and I cannot wait to read the rest of it!!!!

I started working on this fill for the Nate/Ray GK prompt "'I had to suck an officer's cock to get these.' Ray really did, and that officer was Lt. Fick" but I don't think it's going to get finished, or if it does I'll likely be taking a different angle of approach, so I thought y'all might enjoy this snippet in the meantime:

Ray isn’t really going anywhere so much as stalking aimlessly from supply tent to supply tent in the vain hope that next time he checks, the parts he needs to make Poke’s Humvee run will have magically appeared—like loot spawning in a video game if you perform the right combination of tasks in the right order—when he plows headfirst into another body as he’s coming around a corner. He barely has the time to recognize the startled green of Lieutenant Fick’s eyes before he nearly goes ass over teakettle into the sand.

“Fuck!” he yelps, and is spared further embarrassment only by the grace of Nate’s hand, wrapped tight around his elbow. He sways perilously but manages to get his feet under him before any real damage is done. One of his knees is twinging a little bit and his pride stings like somebody just went after it with a wire brush and some extreme prejudice, but Ray has survived worse. Nate is clearly surprised to find Ray skulking around officer country, and fresh off a debrief to boot, if the presence of Gunny Wynn at his shoulder and the milling crowd of upper echelon Marines in the background are any indication.

Ray flashes a sheepish grin and nods to each of the men in front of him in turn. “LT, Gunny,” he greets with his usual breezy laissez-faire. “Fancy running into you here.”

“Corporal Person,” Nate replies, with that gleam to his gaze that suggests he might be laughing if he weren’t so committed to maintaining decorum in public. His fingers are still curled around Ray’s arm, warm and possessive even in the sun-baked heat of the afternoon. “May I ask what undoubtedly pressing business has you moving with such haste?”

Ray glances at Gunny Wynn and then leans in, cupping his hand against his cheek, and stage-whispers, “I’m on the hunt for a guy who can give me some hose.”

Nate’s eyebrows quirk, just a little, and the shadows at the corners of his mouth twitch. Beside him, Gunny Wynn rolls his eyes and takes a pull off the ridiculously oversized, slightly crumpled bottle of water he’s carting around.

“Big hose,” Ray continues, holding his hands out in the air in front of him with a considerable distance between them. “I mean, honking. Like at least twelve inches. Maybe fourteen, and as big around as my fist. You know, the kind of shit you only see in really good gay pornos.” He smirks and narrows his gaze, thoughtful, then wags his eyebrows in high, conspicuous arcs at Nate. “You don’t happen to know where I could find one of those, do you?”

“Alright,” Gunny Wynn interrupts. He claps a hand to Nate’s shoulder and drawls, “Nate, we can reconvene after you’ve helped the Corporal with his...hosiery problem.” He nods in Ray’s direction and excuses himself with a brisk, “Person. Pleasure as always.”

That sounds like a mature move.

I think my problem with the fills I'm attempting is I can see them playing out beautifully plot wise, I just don't think I have the right voice for the characters. So then I try to reason that I'm pushing myself and growing as a writer, when really I'm simply producing mediocre fics.

I'll keep poking and prodding at them for a bit, but you're definitely right that at some point, it's okay to step away. We'll see...

Let me know if you need another set of eyes on anything. I'm usually around.

I'm sad you're not going to post that. It's a delight.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, you're the friggin dialogue master.

Having never seen GK and knowing little to nothing about it, I already feel like I have a semi-firm grasp on Ray's and Nate's personalities from this snippet alone. Would happily read and enjoy this fic. I hope you revisit it one day!

I second what Mucca said. I'm always happy to lend eyes/offer feedback. I'm sure your voices are closer than you think they are~

<333 I'm hoping to fill it, still, but I think I'm going to do it from Nate's POV instead.

This is so true tho.

Ha! You are entirely too sweet, seriously. xD I'm all red~

I definitely still want to fill this prompt (and will have to soon, given that it's on the cull list, lol) but I think Nate's perspective is going to work better for the tone I want to hit than Ray's is so far. Anyway, we'll see how it all shakes out. Depends on whether I can bust another few thousand words out over the next few days.

<333

Thanks. It's more or less done, just needs edits. I'll probably post it Friday.

The Andy/Eddie one I'm hoping to get up today, maybe.

\o/ WOO!! More Andy/Eddie!

Esther (formerly Carol nee Blanche) is my bee. I figure in the AU where Nixon Nitration doesn't go under, SOMEONE has to know what they're doing.

I'm really happy with the character voices, but the smut wasn't working, has been replaced, and still might not be working. Given that it's for *there's only one bed* it kind of has to be decent smut.

Thanks, y'all! I appreciate the support. <333

Seconding the comments about Esther being a boss. In such a male-centric fandom, its always a good time when you get to read and play around with strong female characters.

Good luck! <3

Not working on a WIP but wanted to say the Colbert gif made me grin.

Trying to do a quick fill for the 5 times Winnix prompt where everybody tells him to go for it but Nix just won't get it. So far only 1 time down:

“Lieutenant, I hope you realize,” Sobel starts, “that my call for discretion applies to everyone in the company.”

Nix blinks. “Sir?”

Sobel pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs heavily, as if Nix’s lack of comprehension were nothing but one more trial delivered by God to test him.

“I’m not an unreasonable man. I understand--needs. But Easy must come first. And I expect--I demand that my men deal with their needs swiftly and discreetly and without drawing attention.” He looks at his empty hands, now looking utterly drained, and for once, rather helpless. “Once it’s out in the open, there’s nothing I can do. You understand?”

Edited 2020-03-18 21:07 (UTC)

Aaaahhh this is so excellent! I love that Sobel is one of the ones to try to hit Nix with a clue-by-four, lol. Brilliant~ Can’t wait to see more!!

Edited 2020-03-19 00:50 (UTC)

omfg this prompt is so freakin' good. And this bit is such a tease!! Ray would be the only person who could get away with such dirty talk in front of the LT, lol.

lol, this is great.

Hehehe glad you liked it!!

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