#god i have so many wips

[wr-n]

Okay. Hear. Me. Out.

The Beast from Over the Garden Wall. He is a being that feeds on lost souls that find their way into purgatory (through a coma or another way). He is a being created of souls and wood and dark magic as ancient as time itself.

He turns the lost souls into Edelwood trees, excreting a black smelly oil. He uses the oil to keep his lantern lit. What people think is his 'soul'.

NOW

HEAR ME OUT

Nightmare is the child of a tree, he comes to people in their bad dreams when they are unconscious.

He feeds on negativity and is incentivized to keep them asleep in a never ending nightmare. HE becomes purgatory. HE feeds on the lost souls. HE feeds the lantern/apple that keeps himself going.

[strawhatbougie]

Tumblr is not my most used social media but let’s try it out:

(Nominated by the lovely @fruityumbrella)

Rules: Send me an emoji corresponding to the WIP—as many as you want!—and I'll write 3 sentences for each and share it. WIPs below:

(All Zosan btw)

💘: AU Valentine fic (pretty much pwp) where Zoro’s in charge of planning their date

🪭: canon divergence where Sanji goes with Zoro to Wano and gets jealous of all the women giving him attention (for the opposite reason than he expected)

🍑: Zosan gets black out drunk. They wake up in bed together with matching ass tattoos of their insulting nicknames for each other and try to piece together the night

🧺: Zoro’s doing his laundry and finds sexy underwear that isn’t his. When he can’t find whose they are, he pins them up in the galley for whoever’s they are to take (spoiler alert: they’re Sanji’s and Zoro catches him taking them back)

🚬: modern AU Zoro tries picking up smoking just to have an excuse to get more alone time with Sanji (in reality he lights it and takes like one drag and coughs and scowls the entire time)

🕯️: modern AU based on Chappell Roan’s song Casual

I don’t have any other writer friends on here, so whoever wants to join feel free to post yours too!

[randomisedmongoose]

Six sentence Sunday Monday, here we go! Tagged by @panzercat and it's totally still Sunday somewhere. Here's a little snippet of phasmid!Harry being sneaky:

While Kim generally sank like a stone when he tried to float, Harry had no trouble at all with it. Something about his coat, the reeds, and his new lung capacity made him extremely bouyant when he wanted to. It'd been very useful when teaching Kim to swim; it meant that he could just calmly paddle around and let Kim use him as a big furry floatation device while he floundered and sputtered. It also meant that his plan for the warm pool would work absolutely perfect, probably. Very probably. Almost guaranteed.

Since we established that every day is a Sunday, @uupiic @brainrotdotorg @rarijackistheshit play if you feel it <3

[creativenicocorner]

Having Reigen and Dog Cafe ponderings

Do you think he’d allow himself to go to a dog cafe as a little treat to himself? Or would he refuse that joy to himself for self deprecating/destructive reasons and or the pain of not being able to take a doggo home with him? 

Personally I’m divided 

I think.... early on Reigen would probably refuse that joy to himself...

and then later on be it towards the end of series or OR!!! maybe when Serizawa is just starting at the office and Reigen tries to be the best influence possible - spouting his usual tirade etc etc 

Cue the Twin Peaks “Every day, once a day, give yourself a present” monologue (actually I think it would be hilarious if Reigen would quote that bit word for word, and its only later Serizawa is like “Twin Peaks???” but doesn’t bring it up)

LONG STORY SHORT 

Serizawa is like: Thats some good advice...do you take your own advice Reigen-san? 

Reigen: [big-gulp of sweat] 

Anyways I want to see Reigen cry in a dog cafe 

[lesbiankoby]

Arisato Hamuko arrived at her Grandmother’s house with three things to her name: the suitcase trundling behind her, headphones that slipped too large over her ears, and a heavy stick, collected from a distant and unimportant roadside. “To protect us,” the girl said, eyes flat and red and serious. “From the shadow things.”  The old woman’s sympathy lasted until the mailman was sent scrambling to safety, shins bruised blue and purple. The stick went.  Two weeks later, so did she.  (health complications, yknow? old woman die all the time, yknow?)

from the bowels of my wips... fjklsdjfklds

[purplesmurples]

the man haunted by time

goncharov, 1973

[ronsenburg]

dusting off my F1 au tonight…..

[kalicofox]

WIP Tag Game!

Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Thanks to @shadow-pixelle for the tag!

Oh dear love... Um... There's a FEW! And some of these are old.

Animorphs V2

The Next Seventh Chevron

Darcy, The Gamer

Footsteps in Amber

Magic in Exile

Something of a Dream

Melded Minds

Harry Potter with Adami Magic

Spellbook found by Hogwarts students

Split Infinity

Harry Potter is a Plainswalker (Sort of)

Marinette as a D&D character

Glitter and Awe

In the Interest of Change

Shadow Force

Repository of Celestial Knowledge, Pearl of Wisdom

Red and Gold and Guns All Over

Pix or It Didn't Happen

Returners

The Spare

Colored Perceptions

There's more, but that should be enough to be going on, I think.

I don't want to tag so many people, so I'll tag... mmmm... @junypr-camus and @shadowwood, for if they would like to play! Have fun! ^_^

[slavhew]

She's like a daughter to me.

A very dangerous daughter trained in multiple combat techniques you try not to piss off.

[librathefangirl]

Okay, full disclosure, I couldn't choose which one to post. So here, have four wips to the price of one.

Behind the Darkness (Where Your Hearts Lie) - The big brother Meliodas fluff fic

Meliodas was the eldest son of the Demon King and the leader of the Ten Commandments – just like her, he was expected to stay and socialize. But not that day. He’d just shrugged at her, one brother still held against his shoulder and the other by the hand, and told her he was leaving. Zel isn't one for parties.

The Dusk Before a New Dawn - The dark Melizabeth fic that's become a proper and long fic

Our story starts rather simple, with a demon and a goddess. Complete opposites on the outside, yet so similar deep down. An unexpected pair finding respite from the war in each other; the son of the Demon King, tired of all the killing, and the daughter of the Supreme Deity, wishing for peace for all people.

The Past on My Skin - Meliodas angst fic based on this post

So, when he had first noticed the scars across his body, he hadn’t even thought about it. After all, he had faced his father and the Supreme Deity not expecting to wake up again. He shouldn’t have woken up again.

(Untitled) - Fic where the Seven Deadly Sins teach Meliodas how to trust again after a traumatic experience in an earlier lifetime

Meliodas caught himself watching the rest of the Seven Deadly Sins with an unexpected sense of fondness. To an outsider, the scene of them all settling down around the fire might have been chaotic or concerning, but Meliodas was thrilled at how well they had all come together as a team in a few short weeks. Meliodas liked the Sins. It was comforting being surrounded by people who didn’t fit the mold, who knew what it was like to be an outsider and the villain of a story – not that they could ever know the truth about him.

this week’s word is…

✨ EXPECT ✨

find the word in any WIP and share the sentence containing it. play however you want: reply, reblog, stick it in the tags, tag us in a new post, or keep it private

[zepplinswraith]

i love whiteboard

[arachnid-teeth]

Historians would call them best mates 🔎💜🏏

[thescrapwitch]

What if Morgoth's parlay was a different sort of trap?

He sends the message, dangling the promise of the Silmarils, and of course Maedhros agrees to go. Of course he brings more than the agreed upon amount of force, forbids any of his brothers from riding with him. It's a trap, obviously, but he won't drag them into death with him.

But Morgoth is counting on that. Because that means Maedhros is bringing the best of his soldiers. That everyone who stayed behind - Maedhros' brothers, those who might have been injured from the Dagor-nuin-Giliath and could no longer fight - will be thinking about their king. They will be distracted. Less defended. Vulnerable.

And then...

Maedhros arrives at the parlay meeting grounds and waits. And waits. Morgoth does not come. A coward, Maedhros thinks, and he rides back with his soldiers to his camp.

They see the smoke first. Maedhros' heart turns cold.

Too late, Morgoth's true intentions become clear. It was a trap, but Maedhros did not spare his little brothers by not letting them come with him. He looks at the devastation the Enemy has left behind and screams.

(later, his followers will say that he looked like Feanor. That his eyes burned with a dark fire, a horribly familiar mix of grief and madness)

In Angband, Morgoth forces the six sons of Feanor to kneel before his throne and laughs.

[tox-tea]

Oh to Worship You (click for higher res)

[kat1nkulta]

Get husked idiot lol

[harbingersecho]

THE BECOMING

old cyborg locus wip finally finished