#' FILED UNDER : my wips.

[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.

#file it under 'oh god why do i have so many WIP ideas' #'when will I be free from them please have mercy' #my writing #silmarillion #maedhros #morgoth

[its-wabby-stuff]

Mikey Goes To Oz

<Time spent: 49 hours 17 minutes>

When Mikey takes some time away from a loud family squabble he accidentally ends up getting “flushed” down the sewers. This winds up sending him to the colorful land of Oz where he meets a good witch, a wicked witch, a brainless scarecrow, a heartless Tinman, a cowardess lion, and a powerful wizard, all disguised behind very familiar faces.

A canon adjacent spin off set before the season one finale but after they discover Splinter is Lou Jitsu

I wanted to fit each of the boys into their “you’ve had this all along” category. Leo isn’t brainless, in fact he’s pretty clever with a street smart, people reading ability on par with Donnie’s intelligence. Donnie isn’t heartless, he just has a tough time expressing his feelings. They are complex and unalgorithic but he can get just as excited or sad or angry as anyone, as much as he may deny it. Raph isn’t a coward, but being brave sometimes means admitting you’re scared and that you maybe don’t have all the answers. You dont have to be strong all the time and you don’t have to do it by yourself.

In the movie Dorothy’s journey home is also a representation of her running away. The important thing was to remember there were people who cared about her. Mikey is experiencing a similar phenomenon, wanting the escape the bad vibes in the lair. His “you’ve had it all along” is interesting because it is an object, since the Ruby kneepads could’ve taken him home the whole time. And sometimes getting home means going on a journey only to realize you never left.

I put April as Glinda because Glinda appears as a defender of the weak, and I see April in a similar light. Always willing to help and beat someone up if it is so required. Splinter as The Wizard of Oz represents Splinters own willingness to hide behind different personas, his running from the past and the pulling back of the curtain for Mikey in timeline. The Wizard grows through the movie, albeit quickly, and ends up leaving Oz to go home leaving his legacy with the scarecrow, the Tinman, and the lion. In this case the passing of the baton to his sons.

Meanwhile Draxum as the wicked witch felt much more how Mikey sees Draxum at this time in the show, mostly just an antagonistic force who wants something from them. Fun fact: I imagine throughout this dream, Draxum is uninterested in being the wicked witch but is pressed into it via plot. Hence his disinterest in being “melted.”

Additional characters not pictured: Big Mama as the Wicked Witch of the East (those were her Ruby kneepads!!) and Todd as the Mayor of Munchkin Land. If you can think of more, feel free to leave them in the comments or tags.

#rottmnt #wabbystuffpost #Mikey goes to Oz #I’ve had this in my WIP file for far too long #I got a little lazy with the rendering #especially for the first piece #I may update it later but for now it’s going out like this #let’s just say it’s rise style #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #leonardo #donatello #raphael #michelangelo #april oneil #baron draxum #Hugnin and Munnin #splinter #Lou Jitsu #wizard of Oz #my art #wabbyart #questions are always welcome #close ups of specific things are under the Mikey goes to Oz tag #tmnt #please don’t flop #additionally Leo doesn’t have as many bones so he’s tripping or supported on almost every page #Dorothy tells off the Lion in the movie as the Scarecrow and Tinman cower and I imagine that’s a very funny scene in this AU #I also think Mikey keeps mixing everybody up with their irl people #if you haven’t seen the movie in a while I recommend watching it again cause some scenes may be funnier with this context

[lush-specimen]

#maccadam #mtmte #lost light #my art #thunderclash #dress meme #everybody is wearing this dress lately so why not thunders lol #honestly thunders is from another wip #but the pose was perfect and i couldn't resist #filed under things i got distracted doing while working on something else #the most popular dress this awards season #this is how the war really started... everyone showed up to the gala wearing the same dress and no one wanted to change

[gingiekittycat]

Help me with my WIP y'all

#I am agonizing over this please help #On the one hand I think prince of hell is more accurate #On the other I think Duke of hell is more generally accepted in fandom #Also I like the way it sounds better #Anyway #Filing this post under “things I'm doing instead of actually writing my WIP” #Good omens #Good omens fanfic #Crowley #duke of hell crowley #prince of hell crowley #Idk what to choooooooose

[tennessoui]

would it be annoying or fun for y’all if I were to write a “choose your own adventure”/“vote on what happens to the characters next” fic vía tumblr polls?🫣🤔

#asks from me to you #you can say annoying btw #file this under anything kit can think of that isn’t working on her wips #(though in my defense I wrote like 2k each of the last chapters of Stacy’s mom au and if you love me let it remain unnamed #while on transit in Italy so there!) #anyway the current vision is like I would make a poll with 3 options of a premise #each option would be a specific combo of things like: #gffa senator Skywalker smuggler obi-wan reverse ages #modern au same age college interns enemies to lovers #fantasy world elven scholar obiwan sibject of his current fascination human general Skywalker #(these would not actually be the premises but these are example premises) #and then I write a ficlet for the one with the most votes #and then theres another poll at the end of the ficlet (or the ficlet is linked in the next poll) #about what action the characters should take next #and the most votes gets the next ficlet in the au

[anarchofeeder]

Wip

#file under: #my art #wip #feedism kink #feedism art #acewing #belly art #my ocs #gaining weight on purpose

[keeps-ache]

workin on a thaaang

#art #my art #artists on tumblr #digital art #wip #not a zip file #hi hey what's up :) #i am the speediest doodler on the planet watch me make a rough background in under 30 minutes: #seriously i forgot i could just. put in the Minimal and have it look fine lol #//when i first started digital art i had a webcomic that. uhhh i don't talk about lmao- #but i used an airbrush a lot like this one on autodesk for All of the backgrounds hfsh #it's bringing back Memories #i ended up dropping that project cuz i just did it to see if i could and also it stressed me out hfvhs #i loved this purple-to-blue-to-cyan blend i would do though :> #//anyway i usually talk with my brother Reed to work out story stuff cuz i guess we have the same kinda brain worms lol #but he was busy the other night so i decided to talk to my Other brother and holy SHIZZ we Spedran EVERYTHING hfbshvfd #he made a LIST. [grabs your face] he made. a LIST #he gets things jumbled very easily so i get it but Man. wish i could do that hfvbshbf #i've had trouble developing the second antagonist for this story and he had me list literally everything + then filled in the blanks while #connecting everything else like. my man. my dude #with this trio we may be mostly unstoppable !! we have the brain(1).png the brain(2).pdf the brain(3).exe hfvshf #/i love files. anyway what was i talking about #mmm i'm going to play a viddy game #i've been having a Day lol - ciaoder :33 !!

[5targrrl]

𓈒 ˙ 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐒 / horror, sci-fi, thriller. a camp nano project.

BREAKING NEWS! SENATOR'S SON ARRESTED FOR MURDER! Police chief Simon Brozik reports that Dorian Starosta, son of Senator Ludvik Starosta, is indisputably to blame for the mysterious death that befell the Senator's late wife, Thea Starosta. Dorian suspected to be involved in a cover-up operation alongside three others whom are rumored to be childhood acquaintances of the Starosta family. "I always suspected something to be off about him," Chief Brozik says. "I am disgusted to have discovered that my suspicions were true."

⸺⠀THE HEADLINES.

TITLE:   We Were Lambs. GENRE :   Adult Horror Sci-fi Thriller. STATUS:   Plotting &&. Outlining. SETTING:   Set in a futuristic country based off of the Czech Republic. THEMES &&. TROPES:   Lgbt+ cast, Religious trauma and guilt, Unresolved grieving, Unreliable narrator, Found family, Friends to Enemies to Lovers, Utopian world with Dystopian undertones. CONTENT WARNINGS:   Substance abuse, Graphic depictions of murder and torture, Abuse, Gore, Mentions of disordered eating. LINKS:   Wip Tag, Pinterest.

⸺⠀THE GOSSIP.

WHEN DORIAN STAROSTA is arrested alongside three of his old childhood bestfriends for the murder of his mother, Dorian's world begins to crumble all around him. Sentenced to life in prison, the four are given the opportunity to participate in a psychiatric rehabilitation program in the form of a virtual-reality game. If won, their criminal records will be wiped, garnering them the opportunity to return to society as changed upstanding-citizens. But if they lose? They are promised a slow, tortuous death. With nothing left to lose and a whole lot to prove, they begrudgingly accept. Signing their lives away to be confined in a virtual hellscape. Because Dorian Starosta is many things but he knows a murderer is not one of them, and he'll be damned if he is not able to prove that.

⸺⠀THE SUSPECTS.

DORIAN STAROSTA - A grieving classical pianist living under the shadow of his father with no recollection of the timeline before and after the death of his mother.

SALMA SAHAR - The cold-hearted assistant of a famous fashion designer. With the rumors surrounding her whispering that her positions opening wasn't all that accidental, people aren't all surprised when the verdict in the Starosta case is guilty.

VERGIL LIANG - An Oxford academic with a silver tongue and sharp mind. He fled to England alongside his brother weeks after Thea died, the only time he decides to speak is to ask how his brother is.

WINSLOW PAVLOVICH - More a ghost than a man. Sheathed in mystery the path he followed after the death of Thea is unknown, though, the numerous scars that have showed up on his skin since the four last met is one of the only hints he wordlessly gives away.

⸺⠀TAGLIST.

Tagging a few people who showed interest in this wip, Reblog / Send an Ask to be +/-. I am working on this for camp so y'all should totes add me on nano! Thank you for reading babes!! @sourrcandy , @kingsinking , @ls-daydreams

#wip intro #camo nano #nano #camp nano 2023 #writblr #writeblr #am writing scifi #am writing horror #wtwcommunity #writers on tumblr #am writing thriller #' FILED UNDER : we were lambs. #' FILED UNDER : my wips. #' FILED UNDER : my writing. #GULP those graphics took me fucking forever #Was boutta give up and use an old banner I made for my camp cabin's discord server but i PERSERVERED #It came out rather cunty imo #Does anyone even read tags... #If you do hi #*blows you a kiss* #You wanna be on the taglist. You wanna be on the taglist SO BAD

[hopeless-nostalgiac]

in my head, tony and ziva are one of those couples who goes to a dinner party and he spends time with the guys in the living room and she chats with the women in the kitchen, but they are always aware of each other

when one of them leaves a room, the other's laugh, looking over at the same time

and when it comes to the meal, they sit across the table from one another, yet every contribution to the conversation seems directed at each other, as if they are really just talking between themselves

they don't touch all evening, but anyone looking at them would know they belong to each other

and it's all prelude, seduction

tony learned early in their intimate relationship that ziva was not a fan of pda, but behind closed doors she was warm in her attention, thoughtful, teasing, and ridiculously hot (of course)

he treasured seeing a side of her that so few were privy to, and even though he wanted to flaunt what an amazing woman she was to the whole world, he found even more pleasure in keeping the most beautiful parts of her to himself

often mcgee would remark how his colleagues hadn't changed much since becoming a couple, and tony revelled in the probie's assumption being so far from the truth

It reminded him of the water cooler gossip that summer he took over for gibbs, all the whispers that he and ziva we're more than they seemed

he hadn't corrected anyone then, and he wasn't about to now

because at the end of the night, he walked out of the dinner party, her hand sliding into his masked by darkness, and took her home

there was no greater reward

#filed under: things i write when I'm supposed to be writing something else #like lesson plans #or any of my countless wips #tiva fanfiction

[bokatan]

#bo.txt #filed under: guess who has too many ideas and not enough self discipline to pick which one to work on first #yeah basically all of these are sitting in my wips folder already. what about it

[bagel-lox]

what do you mean all those sm64 soundfont covers were just stealing already made midi files and slapping the soundfont on haphazardly in fl studio...

i thought you guys were making the midi files yourselves...

#is it still a midislap if the midi file you're slapping the soundfont on is your own creation? #because i was starting a 'from under the cork tree' cover (bc the covers I like are for iconic rock albums) #and after arranging the midi for our lawyer i was like 'whew! this is hard! these people must be good at transcribing!' (they were not) #and then once I actually 'slapped' the soundfont on I tried making (am trying to make) it unironically sound good #so you're telling me these are SUPPOSED to be low effort? and that's how ppl churned them out so fast? #gotta rethink my life and my wip cover of gin joints... (I will not rethink lol) #self

[dragon--sage]

WIP Whenever

tagged by @fadedsweater FOREVER ago but i am just now feeling like i have a grip on this not-so-cute meet cute i have devised for my latest untitled WIP (modern au, parisy val royeaux, magical elements bc i can't restrain myself) that has taken up all my daydreams lately. ANYWAYS tl;dr here is a little peak behind the veil. thank you for tagging me sweater!!! ✨

i'm tagging anyone else who'd like to share something they're working on because i LOVE to see it, and appreciate being tagged but overthink and fret over who else to tag! :')

“You are Dalish,” Solas said, as Ellana stepped into the weak moonlight filtering through the windows, and he made out her vallaslin for the first time. The word, on his sharp and admittedly honeyed tongue, came just shy of an insult. His eyes raked over her face and a look of cool dismissal instantly fell over his own.

“What’s the matter, allergic to halla?” She quipped back, crossing her arms over her chest and quirking her head to the side.

“The Dalish are as children, clinging to false memories of a long-forgotten past,” He snapped immediately, the accusation so practiced it was as if he’d uttered this exact sentence several hundred times before.

Sweet Sylaise—what an insufferable know-it-all, she thought.

“Oh, but you know the truth, right?” Ellana countered—voice acidic, mocking.

The degree of condescension in her voice was a bit shocking, even to her.

(How much and how quickly she had been riled, how easy it had been for him…)

His brow quirked and he smirked at the challenge in her response, apparently amused by her consternation. She fought an epic and nigh impossible battle to keep her frustration from showing on her face.

“I have seen things they—you—have not,” He said simply, with a small shrug.

“Oh, well that clears everything up. Thank you for sharing your infinite wisdom, hahren.”

“Felassan!” Solas snapped, eyes cutting from Ellana to the Slow Arrow. Felassan, having been examining an old satin curtain that framed one of the room’s many windows between his pointer finger and thumb, abruptly dropped it, straightening to his full height.

“Hm?” Came his eventual reply, after he’d cleared his throat. The moonlight filtering through the dusty windowpane glinted starkly against his pale skin and flashed in his violet eyes.

“Are you trying to be funny?” Solas lapsed into elvish (perhaps this was a habit of his, when he was feeling particularly peevish).

“Well, if I am, I’m not trying hard enough, am I?” Felassan shot back with a glare. He stepped closer, motioning to Lavellan as he went. “I bring you our best potential recruit in ages and this is the thanks I get?” He had switched back to Common, though Ellana understood their elvish well enough.

(Yet even while she understood them, there was something distinctly different about the way they spoke it that struck her—the pronunciations and emphases different from any she’d come across, even having met elves from Dalish clans all over Thedas in her twenty-nine years.)

They moved closer and lowered their voices, and spoke so quickly she could no longer make out what they were saying.

Suddenly, Solas stepped away from Felassan and looked at her. His eyes darkened and narrowed, just for the slightest instant, and then he smirked.

“Fine,” He said coolly. “As a first test: you are welcome in our city safehouse.” A pause. A moment’s silence to appreciate that, of course, there would be a catch. “If you can find it.” His smugness indicated that he believed he’d just given Ellana an impossible task.

Felassan gave a loud, indignant huff of breath, and made as if to speak, but Solas pointed an accusatory finger in his direction.

“No help,” Said Solas, interrupting whatever Felassan was going to say.

The Slow Arrow rolled his eyes and waved him off.

Solas looked at Ellana again. “The only hint I’ll allow you is this: numbers here mean nothing, the crowd is lonely.”

He turned from the window and headed towards the door Felassan had pulled her through earlier, the one that led to the back stairwell. Just before he disappeared into the mess of props that obscured the exit from view, Solas half turned, looking back at them over his shoulder.

“It was a pleasure, Ellana.”

The finality in his voice made the statement sound like a less-than-fond farewell. He turned away and continued out of sight. Then, the sound of a door opening and closing echoed sharply through the room.

“Bastard,” Ellana breathed, glaring in the direction Solas had gone. Her eyes cut to Felassan, widening in frustration and disbelief.

“Talks like a villain from a period drama on the OPB and dresses like a disgraced librarian living full-time out of his van with three feral cats! And has the never to treat someone like that? Who the fuck does he think he is?”

Once she began to complain it was difficult to stop.

Felassan shrugged, brows knitting apologetically, as if he had no idea how to answer the question.  

“If it makes you feel any better,” He said, after a long, slightly uncomfortable silence, “I actually think that could have gone much worse.”

#wip whenever #wip #my wrtitng #fanfic #solavellan #filed under: it hurts so good here in solavellan hell (:

[pheedraws]

FOCUS.

#filed under: fic inspo for wips i have not touched in months #love my pre-game arasaka fic..... would love to finish it some day #Cyberpunk 2077 #CP 2077 #oc: victoria 'v' deckard #corpo v #screenshots

[thedailyvio]

Day 155

#Day 155 #4 Hours 24 Minutes #Thumbnails #I tried to include most of it past the under drawings but... a lot of finagling y'know #I have an idea but will see if I finish #RIGHT BUT UH SO #I can't post from my tablet to tumblr cuz maybe the frogs or maybe aging software SO #my uploads might get a lil patchier even when there's no WIP we'll see #WIP #It has been torment keeping track of all the times since it was all on one file kjnjrn #fearing any misstep bejhrg

[anarchofeeder]

one day I'll remember how to write

#file under: #cj post #cj txt #feeding kink #feedism kink #weight gain on purpose #my writing #wip

[themeganator5000]

🤡🎢🎶🧠 (and good luck with homework 😩)

Alright, this one got a lil long so buckle in (also thank u king!! 🥹)

🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?

MAN, that’s a toughie. What’ve I written that HASN’T made me laugh?? Uuuhhhhh obviously all of Truth or Don’t You Dare, that’s probably my favorite fic ever ngl. Okay, I’m bad at decisions so we’re just gonna do a lil Best Of list rn let’s goooo

Pretty much all of this scene from One Night in Portorosso just cause I can see it so clearly:

And damn, Without You is really funny too. Underrated classic 👌

Oh my god, how could I forget Pornos and Protostars??? This whole damn fic is a gold mine 🤩

(P.S. i like to think that Guido is Portorosso’s local gay porn dealer and Alberto bought all his magazines from him in private. i do not know where Guido gets them. maybe Ercole.)

Luca HAS to some kinda weird space kink, right?? Like,, just fuckin lookit him

And Alberto making suggestive drawings of his then-best-friend at age sixteen is just 😘👌

Uugghgjkdhfkfhgk i know there’s more but this post is already so damn long i gotta stop. But trust me my dude, i write da funny shit, it’s what i do 😜

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Oohohohiohh definitely Truth or Don’t You Dare 😏

I won’t spoil anything for the select few who see this post and haven’t read it yet, but here’s a quick summary:

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

Answered!

🧠 Pick a character, and I’ll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

Okay, so I more or less answered this like a year ago here, but obvi I’ve had some more thoughts since then. And, y’all are gonna hate me for this, but I do have a favorite.

I think Luca and Giulia should hook up in college.

Not as a long-term thing, more like a one-night stand (but possibly without any actual sex, i still like my asexual Giulia headcanon). I see them going to the same college together, Luca studying astronomy and Giulia studying marine biology, and they’re roommates cause it’s cheaper and they practically grew up together anyway. Luca’s already securely with Alberto at this point and Giulia thinks she’s a lesbian, so it’s all whatever. Everyone’s all happy, Luca loves Alberto, Giulia loves both the boys as her best friends/family, Alberto is no longer jealous of Giulia, yadda yadda yadda.

But like. What if they fucked it up.

What if they kissed. 😳

Idk I just think it’s a fun and interesting scenario cause like, Luca is missing Alberto and he’s all sad that Alberto’s not there, but like. Giulia is. 👀

fhdjjwhfk idk there’s kinda a lot to explain which is why I don’t talk about it much but I’ve already written one fic about it (which is kinda underrated in my opinion). And I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but I just think their bond is so strong it’s almost hard not to imagine them in a semi-polyamorous relationship (i ain’t doin incest tho srry). I’m also working on another Giulia/Luca/Alberto fic where essentially everybody just goes to town on Luca and it’s great, but I have no idea how to wrap it up so no promises that’ll be out anytime soon :P

Thanks for letting talk at’cha! 😋

#the people in the apartment above me are having a party rn and they are being soooo loud 😖 #like damn man i just wanna enjoy my tea and play on my phone 😞 #SOMEBODY JUST DID A FREESTYLE RAP RIGHT UNDER MY WINDOW????? ngl man was kinda spittin bars.. #ok the party went real quiet now i think they’re done?? either that or someone filed a noise complaint :P #my posts #luca #luberto #and btw if anyone wants a link to that Giulia/Luca/Alberto WIP i mentioned i will give it to u 👀 just ask me :3 #i really like it but DAMN i don’t have time to work on SHIT with this stupid design class!!! #oh well. perks of being a senior chemical engineering student i guess 😖