WIP Wednesday [2020-06-17]

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WIP Wednesday!



Look what time it is, friends! Round up those in-progress works or bring your ideas to the drawing board and let your fellow HBO War fans rain praise and support down upon you~

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Still puttering away at the Winnix dragon thing

[muccamukk]

Nix eyed the bedframe, lifting the edge of experimentally. It had a woven rope lattice that made the straw softer, and if Nix flipped it on its side, it'd leave most of the floor space clear. "If we put both of them on the floor, we could sleep together," Nix pointed out.

Winters froze, mattress hoisted on one shoulder, midway to swinging it onto the floor. "Pardon?" he asked, as if Nix had slipped into a language he didn't speak.

"It would be more comfortable," Nix said, not sure how this had gotten off the trail he'd intended. "I won't fit on the bed, and you won't be able to get off it without stepping on me." Besides which, Nix missed the contact of sharing a bower. Even after Carnelian had thrown him out at Star Aster, one of the young consorts had usually been looking for someone to cuddle. The warriors on the flight home had not, nor had anyone since. Raksura weren't meant to sleep alone. Nix had started to suspect that was not true of this particular kind of groundling, who had such narrow beds, and one of whom was staring at him with wide grey eyes.

"Uh, well," Winters said, and ran his hand through his coppery hair. "I suppose."

"I won't bite unless you want me to," Nix added, though he wasn't sure if the groundlings used the same method of a gentle nip on the shoulder to signal a desire for sex. Did they even have sex? It was possible the had other customs, like some skylings who fertilised their eggs in little sun-warmed floating ponds. Nix probably shouldn't be thinking about Winters and sex at all.

Winters shook his head slightly, then twisted his mouth in resignation and tipped his head towards the bedframe.

Re: Still puttering away at the Winnix dragon thing

[churchkey]

Eeeeeee bed sharing! Love it. All I know of this world is these excerpts you've posted but I'm so invested. I love how bold Nix is here, how his own wants and needs govern the logic of their relationship. So him. Can't wait to read more.

Re: Still puttering away at the Winnix dragon thing

[muccamukk]

Poor Dick chickens out, and Nix sleeps alone, *pets*

Hopefully the world will hold together if one hasn't read Raksura.

Re: Still puttering away at the Winnix dragon thing

[churchkey]

Haha, of course he does. One has NOT, I am a completely blank slate.

Re: Still puttering away at the Winnix dragon thing

[muccamukk]

I wrote a longish intro to the books that I'll stick as an a/n because I think most people haven't read them, even though they're GREAT.

Fiore and Zippit read the first 10k and said it was understandable, except for needing to explain things a little more in places.

This is reeeeaaalllllly rough.

[churchkey]

“Jesus Christ,” he said softly. But he was stuck there, frozen in his shock, and Dick was standing there before him, 10 yards away, a distance that seemed so insignificant after the gulf of nearly five years, but still agonizingly out of reach.

It was him, though. It was Dick taking halting steps toward him, hale and hearty as ever, as though the years hadn’t aged him so much as preserved the best and freshest parts of him, like thin coats of lacquer. He removed his hat and dragged his fingers through his damp hair a few times, and Lew saw more lines in his face, the brown splotches from working in the sun. But the light in his eyes, the flutter of his lips, always fighting a smile he feared would give away too much, these were hints of the man he remembered and Lew felt that old pull, felt himself reeling back into his orbit like it was the first time.

“Dick.” Lew’s head shook faintly, still disbelieving. “My god.” His voice was soft and reverent. “What are you doing here?”

Dick shook his head too and shrugged one shoulder. He was carrying a long pole with a hook at the end and he held it up, as though it explained everything. “Just walkin’ beans.”

His eyes swept along the length of Lew’s car. “What are you doing here?”

Lew said the first thing that came to mind. “Selling Bibles.”

Re: This is reeeeaaalllllly rough.

[muccamukk]

I'm really looking forward to this one. I love them coming together after years away from each other, and the description of Dick's smile is perfect.

Re: This is reeeeaaalllllly rough.

[churchkey]

Guh, reunion fic might be my new kink

Re: This is reeeeaaalllllly rough.

[muccamukk]

Howling_harpy did a really sweet one where they met again years later, and jouissant, of course, but she never finished it, the tease.

Yours is so exciting!