Works in Progress

Updated: 3/23/25

Ask Memes:

  • Send me a ✒️ and a wip title/code name and I’ll write three sentences on that wip and you get the sentences 
  • Send me 💯 and I will write 100 words in my current project, and share my favorite sentence/section.
  • send me a 🎁 and I’ll write five sentences of what I’m working on and share one

Ongoing Multi-chapter Works:

WIPs:

(Open for ask memes, motivation, and/or any questions)

* means tentative posting due date

  • “baby girl” - gotcha prompt smut (kinkley)
  • “interrupted” - gotcha prompt smut (kinkley)
  • “garden” - domestic fluff (Kinkley)
  • “party drugs” - Buck whump (one-sided Buddie)
  • “belladonna” - sex pollen, fuck or die smut (Kinkley)
  • “what isn’t real” - angry jealous!Hawkeye smut angst (Hunnihawk)

UFOs:

(open for questions and encouragements, and have some written but it has been set to the side)

  • “detective” - one night stand au (Moustead)
  • “lavender haze” - one night stand smut (Hasher)
  • “French fries” - Franklin & Bash bet (Franklin/Bash)
  • “bucknapped” - Buck whump (Kinkley)
  • “werewolf guardian” - werewolf!Buck, bot/human hybrid!Tommy (Kinkley)

Serialized Projects:

  • “bridge” - talking them down (platonic Hailey/Mouse) - TSC
  • “in every universe” - parallel universe smut (Kinkley)

Original Fiction:

Follow my writing side blog for original fiction @kithalstead and check out my original fiction Day Mistress work on AO3

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  • “lightning boy” - chosen one twist, queer siblings, bi/aro main character
  • “magic boys” - brothers, magical realism, queer main character, queer love story, mystery
  • “superhero” - enemies to lovers, superheros and villains, queer love story
  • “reignite” - magical realism, queer love story, back from the dead & necromancer
  • “bloom” - fake dating, queer love story, college setting
  • “hot vampire” - bi4bi fat main characters, supernatural romance
  • “gay hockey novel” - it’s a gay hockey novel

i wish my friends reaction to my parents probable divorce was “oh i’m sorry that sucks so much i’m here for you” but instead they keep coming to my house and home and saying things like “tell me when your mom is single so i can shoot my shot”

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can’t catch a fucking break.

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i’m enjoying the energy a bit more now if i’m being perfectly honest

Actually that no punctuation plot hole ooc wattpad fanfic written by that 12 year old will ALWAYS be better than character ai. And I love that 12 year old btw

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✨🔥Embers burn hot again as two old flames reconnect. Will Ira the Nightmare King be able to reignite the fires of passion and win the affections of Morrigan the Fatestitcher once more? 🪡💞

My piece for @artists-guild-of-exandria's latest project, Critical Rolemance!! Please check out all the pieces because they're all amazing!

✨do not repost my art | Reblogs are love✨

oh my god they were teammates

Buck didn’t know what the hell was up with the Fury that night, but if he took one more elbow to the throat, he was about to throw off his gloves and start a brawl in the middle of the ice regardless of how many penalties were held against him. He didn’t want to get another power play against them though, so he kept his gloves on and his stick down and he played as clean as he could. When he was tripped by the Fury defensemen without a ref whistle, again, and bit his tongue hard enough that he tasted blood, he wanted to rage. 

“Calm down,” Eddie Diaz, his best friend on and off the ice, said as he pushed himself up and growled under his breath. “Don’t let them get in your head.” 

“Too late,” he admitted. 

“Shake it off, Buck,” Eddie called as Buck skated away from him towards the puck still in motion. There was a reason Maddie had pointed all of his extra energy growing up towards skating and hockey, and he was good at it, because for the longest time all of the extra energy meant that he was ready to fight the first person who looked at him wrong, or throw himself into the worst situations. Once he’d gotten into hockey, there wasn’t anything else that fit him better, and he’d worked so hard to get to the NHL.  

Of course, flying off the handle and cracking your opponent in the face repeatedly with your stick would get you, probably, kicked out of the NHL so he should calm down, but he just wanted to bowl them the length of the ice by their face plates instead.  

The Fury sent the puck flying back towards the Firefly goal to get it away from their own, but it went wide thankfully, and Buck breezed back towards it to retrieve it. He was easily one of the quickest of the ice, so he rarely stayed in one spot long, and he liked dropping back by the goal just for a second. 

“Hey,” he heard from their goaltender, and he looked up to catch Tommy Kinard’s eyes through the grating on Tommy’s helmet. Tommy, who he’d share a room with that night, who he shared a life with, who he loved and admired, and he smiled. Tommy looked so good in his pads, even though the incredible body that he worked for was swallowed up, and Buck loved to look at him. Tommy was the first man he’d found this kind of peace with, the first person in the world who had ever caught Buck’s attention and held it so well that the rest of the world just stopped mattering. “Evan, you good?” 

“They’re pissing me off,” he admitted as he circled behind the goal to take the puck and face the rest of the ice for a moment. He took in the scene in front of him to assess the situation, and figure out where to shoot the puck, who would be the best to get it into position and found Ravi sliding unnoticed by two of their d-men. 

“Baby,” Tommy called just off to his left, and he looked up. “Kick their ass.” 

That was all he needed to feel the resolve settle in his chest. They may trail by two near the end of the second period, with the Fury playing dirty, but Evan “Buck” Buckley had his boyfriend to impress, and he absolutely was going to show off.  

my great-grandfather had to leave italy in the 20′s because he hit a fascist with a tuba, so if you think I am going to take this sitting down you are going to have to catch these hands and also this tuba

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Fun story my Great Great Grandma left Germany in the 1920s because she had family in the US and could get citizenship pretty easily and once she was over in the US she then smuggled over 15 jewish families out by forging family documents so now my aunts are currently in the process of trying to tell the real ones from the fake ones because my great gran just died and there are legally over 100 surviving descendants but we know that math is a lil screwy.

Sometimes a family is you, your kids, your grandkids, your great grandkids, and the 15 Jewish families you helped smuggle out of Nazi Germany.

And your tuba