#wip ask me game

[cryscendo]

tagged by @daisyishedwig!! tysm this is my first time doing this particular tag game!! here are wips that i welcome anyone asking me about!

partially published wips

mix ink with water (aka the prohibition fic) (klaine): kurt is a singer at a speakeasy and catches the attention of the powerful blaine anderson of the anderson family. kurt is struggling financially and blaine offers to help him out… for a price.

currently unpublished wips

royalty au (currently unnamed) (klaine): kurt is the prince of merula and he is next in line for the throne. because of this, his father insists that he appoint a knight for his safety. unfortunately, prince kurt loathes the idea of having a personal knight. the first chapter of this should be posted VERY soon.

gymnast au (currently unnamed) (kurtbastian): kurt is a gymnast and sebastian is his coach. over time, the dynamic of trainee/coach blurs into boyfriends. this, in turns, creates a new level of tension between the two. a longer fic that was inspired by this drabble.

picture of dorian gray au (currently unnamed) (klaine, kelliott): literally just a podg au. kurt as dorian, blaine as basil, and elliott as lord henry.

last five years au (aka the klivorce fic) (klaine): based on the musical “the last five years”. kurt is a struggling actor and blaine is a successful writer. this is purely self indulgent bc i wanted to write a klivorce au

hamlet au (aka to glee or not to glee) (klaine, hummelberry): hamlet!kurt, horatio!blaine, and ophelia!rachel. this is something that i’ve been conjuring up with @warblercore and i’m simply obsessed with it.

there are others but these are my main ones!! again feel free to ask about any of these and i will happily give more details!!!

[fallevs]

Thank you so much @bitbybitwrites for the tag!

So– I don't even know if I understand the rules of the game correctly. I have to describe my wips, right? Funny! Because they're not written anywhere, they're all in my ✨️ mind ✨️ so let's see if I can get some words down now:

A new found grace: (inspired by an Italian movie I love) escort!au I had already mentioned but the title is to be revised, I think. Basically, Kurt lives in the most unbridled luxury not knowing that it is all a farce. When he is left alone, he has to find a quick and fast way to pay back debts, not end up on the street, and above all, prevent his son from being taken away from him by social services. And the people he will meet are very different from what he had been used to.

The evening of miracles: since I fell in love with Blaine as an art history teacher as in my last fic, I thought of this fic in which Blaine, on a school trip in Rome with his students, makes an organized tour to the Vatican Museums and here they meet the art historian Kurt who will guide the kids through the museum, while Blaine will be guided to something much deeper. It's a bittersweet story, let's see what will come out of it. This is inspired by an Italian song (I swear I am not flexing being Italian 😭)

The Annapolis' librarian: this would be a challenge for me being a dystopian!au. It's an unspecified time, past or future I don't know. People don't speak anymore, they communicate with gestures and have almost completely lost the use of words. Except for a few. One day, a librarian arrives in town, and he will try to bring back to the community the importance of speech through reading, and for some, even the importance of love. Inspired by a book.

Tags: @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @wowbright @kurtsascot @annepi-blog @special-bc-ur-part-of-it sorry if you have already been tagged and I am boring you :(

Of course, play only if you want to!

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

Nvm I just so that someone asked for 6(my bad😭) what about 5?

(Lol youre good)

Theyre playing Mario cart

I was gonna finish this but then i remembered someone else posted something very similar to it and i didnt wanna step on any toes ya kno?

Thanks for the ask!

[wanted-game-if]

Wanted Game is a cowboy fantasy with some lovecraftian horror interactive fiction game

You wake up in the middle of nowhere, the sun blistering hot

no food,

no water,

and probably the most concerning thing of all you don't remember anything not your name, not where you are and not what you look like

You are found by a gang of outlaws the leader (or who you assume the leader to be) takes you captive but then offers you a deal you can't possibly pass up but things smell fishy.. they are outlaws who are there for their selfish reasons how can you truly trust them;

especially when they all seem to know something about you even though you have a mask stuck to your face they aren’t willing to tell what they know about you

no matter how close you get or how many tricks you try

• A customizable Mc though physical customization is somwhat limited until later in the story.

• Paint/design the mask and thought out the story their will be some options that will affect your mask

• Romance 10 of the charaters 7 main ones and 3 youll just have to figure out, one of the secret romances is a poly route with Oscar, got commitment issues or just looking for fun theres a large aray of flings along the road so dont you worry

• Doom or help the jobs succeed with your choices

• Grow relationships with the rest of the gang {{and even the group of bounty hunters chasing after you and the gang}}

• When not doing jobs entertain your self with a hobby or work on your skills

Oscar || He/They || 24 || 5’3

{{ Attracted to Men & Non-binary people }}

Growing up in the gang most would probably assume Oscar is mean, greedy, selfish but if given the chance you would find a soft caring man with a love for literature almost always with a book when he is not scouting or helping his ma with sewing up clothes the gang tend to wreck

Emile || Xe/Xem || 27 || 5’10

{{ Attracted to Everyone & Anyone }}

Oscars older brother Emile is very protective of Xyrs little brother emile is known to sleep around and be a massive flirt but never actually letting anyone be anything to Xem then a pretty face Xe can fool around with. sometimes you catch Xem staring at you with a expression you don’t quite understand

Louis || He/Him || 30 || 6’2

{{ Questioning }}

A very quiet man always tending to the horses or making wood sculptures hes very quiet keeping to himself not because of anything distrustful or rude he seems to just like being alone he is always looking to help out with jobs as long as he can keep his distance with people

Boss || He/Him || 58.. || 6’0

{{ Attracted to anyone but must be close to them emotionally before he does anything sexual in nature }}

A very talkative older man with alot of elegance for a outlaw he always has plans brewing though his number one goal is keeping the gang safe. He tends to be overprotective of everyone and can be a very hotheaded man its very easy to press his buttons

Ares || he/they/she || 28 || 5’11

{{ Attracted to anyone }}

Growing up in high society Ares learnt to be a very charismatic and social fellow most people would call her a charming, gentle, kind person but if you peer close enough through their wall you will soon learn that she is not at all what she appears and she has a more nasty complex towards commoners, rich folk and especially outlaws

Clara || She/Her || 40 || 5’5

{{ Attracted to men }}

Clara a sweet older lady recently joined up with the gang temporarily to help get funds to get her home but something about her story doesn’t add up, she seems like she wouldn’t hurt a fly so many dismiss her but some ought remember she is still an outlaw no matter how sweet she seems

Adelaide || She/Her || 37 || 4’9

{{ Attracted to women and non-binary people }}

Adelaide is the best with all things traps, distractions and explosives she cant be a bit much always adding a flare to everything and talking so fast you only barely understand she isn’t very observant when it comes to body language and tone so don’t expect her you realize your emotions straight away. she is also Boss’s Niece

T} ??? || he/him || 30 || 6’0 || Poly route with Oscar

{{ Attracted anyone}}

“They are so utterly perfect for him I’m jealous of them but i also want them aswell how selfish my heart is”

S} ??? || They/Them || 29 || 5’8

{{ Attracted to women }}

“In darkness she is the one stray ray of light that kisses my face”

J} ??? || they prefer just to be called by their name || 33 || 6’5

{{Attracted to women & men}}

“Its against my job, my morals,my life so tell me why it feels so right”

||Demo:TBA || Pinterest || Art Acc || My boundaries and asks boundaries

Sorry for any misspellings or weird way i worded things

[hailsatanacab]

I'll ask after that secret number 8!

I only remembered secret number 8 because I saw your wip here! I'd started this one based on the same prompt, then lost said prompt and stopped working on it 😅

Instead of a snippet, I'm just dropping it all here - maybe that way I'll feel inspired to finish it?

———

It’s a full house for dinner tonight and, really, that should have tipped him off.

Bruce sits at the head of the table, smiling softly as he watches over everyone’s antics. Damian is regaling Dick with everything they saw at the zoo that day (Danny had been so happy to see Delilah the purpleback gorilla again, and her new little additions to the troupe, too!) and how well they are implementing the grant the Wayne Foundation had gifted them. Tim, Steph, Cass, and Duke are all engaged in a thumb-war tournament which Danny has no interest in participating in. It just wouldn’t be fair on them.

Danny loves that look. The one where Bruce’s eyes crinkle when he thinks none of the kids can see him. It oozes love and it makes Danny’s heart, his core, ache. 

It’s been a little over a year since Alfred found him on the street and managed to wrangle him back to the manor to stay—even after the whole biting thing when he realised how rich they were. 

A little over a year here and Danny’s starting to feel like family.

Starting to feel like he might, just maybe, like to make it official.

“Danny,” Bruce says, drawing everyone’s attention. Danny starts at his name, but Bruce’s voice is warm and calm, and his shoulders lose their tension almost immediately. “Danny, I have something I would like to tell you.”

“Uhhh…” is all Danny can croak out, eyes flicking back and forth between Bruce and the rest of them. Smooth. Looking good, Danny.

Except… they’re all happy. All smiles, all relaxed body language, all radiating calm and love and acceptance. Well, not Damian—his face is as thunderous as it always is—which at least means it’s nothing too out of the ordinary.

“Danny, first of all, I just want to impress upon you that this is in no way something you have to do. You are under no obligation to join us and, no matter what, you shall always be welcome with us in the manor.”

Wait, what? Danny squints at Bruce, trying to parse exactly what he’s saying… Is he—is this them asking to adopt him? Do they want to make it official, too? 

It’s been a little over a year and of course Danny has imagined calling Bruce ‘Dad’. Of course he’s imagined being part of the family, of course he wants to make it official!

He can’t help the beaming grin or the bright and bubbling “Yes!” already waiting on his lips. All Bruce has to do is ask, all Danny needs to hear is—

“I’m Batman.”

The smile freezes on Danny’s face.

His lungs stop working, his heart stops working, he stops working, he just—

“And I’m Nightwing,” Dick smiles, breaking the awkward silence. 

Danny’s eyes snap to him, and then down to Tim when he admits to being Red Robin. Duke is Signal, Steph is Spoiler. Damian begrudgingly tells him he’s Robin, but Danny can barely hear it over the ringing in his ears.

“I’m Black Bat.” Cass cocks her head, almost looking concerned. It always felt like she understood him the most. Whenever he was feeling low, too in his memories, or stewing after a nightmare, she was always there, ready to card her fingers through his hair and never mention his tears. It makes his heart ache to think of it now. “It’s okay, Danny.”

It’s meant to be reassuring, but how—how can it be okay? How? 

Danny’s spent a little over a year with them. A little over a year with Batman. 

Batman, who works with the Justice League, who works with…

A little over a year. 

Just under 16 months since he escaped.

“Danny? Are you alright?” Bruce asks

Finally, his lungs kickstart and suck in a shuddering breath, only for everyone to drop their smiles.

Didn’t take them long, did it? Now that their ruse is up, there’s no kindness in their eyes, they’re just… cold, calculating. Evaluating. 

“Why?” Danny gasps, his fingers tingling, his heart in his throat.

Just under 16 months since he—has he escaped? Or was this just another one of their experiments?

"I... I trusted you, why—" Danny chokes back a sob, gritting his teeth as his shoulders shake. Why? Why would they do this? "I was happy here, with you. I thought... Weren't you happy?"

"Danny..." Bruce is looking at him, eyes narrow and eyebrows pinched, in some cruel facsimile of confused concern and all Danny can think is how much of an actor he is. How well he can play the part of a doting father. How much he made him want that.

"I don't understand, why..." 

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you before, I can imagine that it comes as a shock. We shouldn't have lied to you, Danny, but—"

"Stop it!" Danny slams his hands down on the table and pushes himself up on wobbly legs. Even standing, he feels so small. Smaller than Bruce, than all of his adopted siblings. They crowd above him when they all stand, too. "Just stop it! Why are you doing this, why are you still pretending? Stop it!"

It was easier, with Danny's biological parents. The knowledge that they'd do anything to get him on a lab table, to open him up and see what makes him tick, to rip him apart molecule by molecule, had always been there. He knew they hated ghosts. He knew they hated Phantom. He knew they hated him. It was easier because it was something he'd known all his life. When he died, when he became a ghost, he knew what to expect from them. It hurt, of course it did.

But it was easier than this.

"Danny, I'm going to need you to take a deep breath. You're having a panic attack and you need to breathe."

"Breathe?" Danny laughs, the sound harsh and choking, too high pitched in his hysteria. "You're joking, right? Or is this just more of the—the experiment?"

"Danny, please, we don't know what you're talking about, you—"

"You don't know? You're Batman! You work with the Justice League, you work with—" His words choke off as his stomach churns, bile rising in his throat. His whole body itches, screaming at him to leave, he can't go back, he can't, he can't, he can't!

Bruce takes a hesitant step forward and Danny scrambles back, his feet catching on the chair behind him and sending him careening to the floor. Where are the agents? Why aren't they swarming in, ready to apprehend him, strap him back on the table, carve him from the inside out.

"Please, Danny, calm down. We don't—"

Danny stops listening. His back hits the wall and he pulls his knees into his chest, his shoulders dipping down as he begins to sob. His heart throbs inside his throat, too painful to swallow around. Tears fall hot and heavy on his face.

Sure, he could run. He could phase out through the wall and he could be out of Gotham in a couple of hours. He's escaped the GIW once, he can do it again.

But that was before Batman knew who he was. Before he had the World's Greatest Detective on his tail.

Before he... 

He really thought this would be different, you know?

He wanted to make it official.

"Why did... Why were you so nice to me? Why did you make me like you? I really—I really liked you. I-I thought we could be a family."

"Danny, we are a—"

"Don't lie to me!" Danny snaps, but the force of his anger leeches all the fight from him, and suddenly all that's left is a bone-weary tiredness. There’s a lump in his throat that hurts. There’s a line down his chest that burns. "I don't care. I don't care anymore, I don't. Just... don't make me go back there. Please." 

Is it futile? He thought he knew how the GIW operated by now, the depths that they would go to achieve their results, but this... this was a whole new level of pain that Danny thought he had left behind him in Amity.

"We're not going to make you go anywhere, Danny, you're safe here, I promise."

"Safe? Safe? You must have—" he takes a deep breath, tries to stop the quivering of his voice. It’s all starting to make sense, now.  "The reason you're telling me who you are is because you must have told them everything already. I know the Justice League—I know you're working with them, which means the ex-experiment is over now, and they're coming to take me back. And I can't go back."

"Danny—"

"I can’t!” Danny glares at Bruce with all the rage he can, fingernails digging into his skin. “I’m not going back!"

"That's right, you're not going back, Danny. I won't let that happen." Bruce crouches down in front of Danny, his hands open and raised as if he's trying to say he's not a threat. "I don't know who you're talking about, and I'm sorry about that, but I can promise you that you’re not going back there. We will keep you safe."

Danny pulls himself closer, tucks himself further into the wall, eyes flickering all across the room waiting for that tell-tale flash of white as the agents start to swarm.

He should take his chances now and run, he should go, he needs to go!

The rest of them, his brothers and sisters of a little over a year, are spread out, giving him and Bruce some space. The same concern colours all of their faces. Why are they still pretending?

Steph is chewing on her thumb. 

Danny liked Steph and her brash confidence, her jokes. She's been promising to paint his nails for months now, they've just never found the time. He was going to go for green and black, or maybe a galaxy theme, depending on what she felt comfortable doing.

He likes them all.

"You were supposed to be my family." His mouth turns down at the corners and his voice shakes like a child. "You were supposed to—why? Why would you—I don't understand why you would make me like you..."

"This isn't an experiment, Danny," Bruce's voice is steady, soothing. "I promise."

"But you work with them and—"

"Who do I work with?"

"The Justice League."

"Yes, I do, but we—"

"And the Justice League works with them. The GIW." Danny trembles with the name, clutching tightly onto his hoodie. "I'm not going back there, Bruce."

Danny doesn't miss Bruce's look over his shoulder, nor Tim's nod in return. Tim turns slightly to the side to hide his movements, but Danny bets he has his phone in his hand, probably letting them know they can take him now. Guess this is it, then. They'll be here soon, and he'll be gone.

"Kill me."

"Danny? What do—"

"If you ever had any kindness for me, if you ever cared, kill me. Please, Bruce. I can't do it again."

"Danny..."

"End me now. Take my core out and break it, please, before they get here."

[sanguinesky-if]

There are three investigations in the game:

The investigation that the MC is conducting.

The investigation that is being handled by the team.

The investigation that I left for the readers.

You, anon, are an example of how some readers genuinely make me happy with the way they pick up the clues that I've carefully placed in certain sentences and choices, feeling the story before it fully unfolds.

You made me so happy today, because this is the first time someone has come up with the closest theory out of all the ones sent to me.

Thank you for this, truly.

P. S. Please don't mind my little cryptic message. It was just for fun. Probably.

But if you analyze how the MC "woke up" at the start of the story… Actually, never mind.

[mrghostrat]

wait just remembered, did anyone ask about the PA/CEO wip?? Bc 👀👀 v curious what those different versions entail

anon i’m kissing you on the mouth. this one sits there untouched and unthought of, except once every few weeks i will suddenly remember it and start foaming at the mouth

i’m heavily leaning towards version 2, but both are SO good is the thing, i don’t have it in me to delete ver 1 from my notes. i like to sit there and stroke it lovingly from time to time.

CEO/PA au, aka Boss x Assistant.

1: CEO Aziraphale, PA Crowley

aziraphale is the boss, very capable, but he’s WAY too nice and overdoes his work + life + human/human boundaries a lot. crowley is his rabid guard dog PA who is so fucking snarky and mean some of the employees can’t comprehend how he’s got a job, but he’s indespensible because but he keeps aziraphale in line and swoops in to be mean and say ‘no’ to people when aziraphale obviously wants to but can’t stand to.

2: CEO Crowley, PA Aziraphale

crowley is the cool, suave, incredible creative, but slightly disorganised boss and aziraphale is the constantly underestimated PA who keeps the whole operation running smoothly. he calls crowley up on weekends to yell at him to finish a deadline he’s been procrastinating, brings wine to his house as a reward if he finishes his tasks, but sits there at arms length with the bottle in his lap, watching (and inadvertently tempting) to make sure crowley actually gets the thing done.

edit: version 2 has officially brainwormed into Author/Editor au 👀

[lonicera-edulis]

An updated post since I deleted DeviantArt account.

You can download my full arts for personal use (to print for yourself, put on background/avatar) here: Google Disk

I will upload the rest in time (and if some art is of a too low resolution for printing, you can use waifu2x)

If you want to give something in return for my art, you can donate to Ukrainian orgs here (any of these organizations listed are legit): https://ukrainewar.carrd.co/

People from Russia can send donations to мурумурy on Twitter.

And I can also draw a little sketch for you if you donate to any of these! Just contact me with screenshotted transfer.

[andromeda-vita]

okaayyyy first on the list of designnsssss,,, rayman !! yeah incredible , ik ik just. stay with me here

a brief rundown of it is taking that whole "guardian of this world" concept, and being an embodiment of dreams, bravery and light.. then making it into a silly forest spirit,,

some inspos are sky children of the light, over the garden wall, adventure time, and zelda . again , weird mix , i knowwww . but!!!

i would need an entire doc to list all the things i've written on him thus far but i'd love asks/questions (and perhaps suggestions!)

im gonna be real here... most of the changes have to be the fact he has a cape and, messy hair, with flowers/leaves caught in it (ever heard of a brush???)

[navybrat817]

Care to share any WIP lines? 🥺

I have quite a few, nonnie, but I'll share some random WIPs.

Dream With Me

“What if it doesn't work? You could be stuck here with me. With him. Or worse, HYDRA might get into your head and do to you what they did to me.”

Turn Off the Lights

“I couldn't help myself, hearing all those pretty noises you made. I had to see what had you making them. You're a dirty thing, aren't you? You like being fucked from behind?”

Cravings in the Night

He bit at your collar with a snarl, the beast inside angry at being denied what was rightfully his. But the taste of leather flooded his mouth as an intimate reminder of what he wanted, yet he couldn’t have. In his heart, you belonged to him. But in life, would he ever be able to walk beside you as your mate?

*****

NPT if anyone wants to share: @laurfilijames @foxgloveprincess @ghotifishreads @thornsnvultures @targaryenvampireslayer @krirebr @paperweight91 @bigtreefest and anyone who wants to play!

Love and thanks. ❤️

[cerealboxlore]

"It's 10PM, Do You Know Where Your Children Are?" 👀 Sounds really interesting

It is! Thank you! I heard the phrase once and immediately knew I had to make a fic title out of it. A bit dark, but it goes well with the plot. After reading "Pretty Little Thing" on Ao3 by @wolfsbanesparks, I got inspired to write something similar that would make people scared with added elements of mystery. Wolf if you see this, Pretty Little Thing haunts my nightmares, write more and my life is yours-

Okay okay, Do You Know Where Your Children Are can be summed up as a mystery, where after a series of kidnappings happen in Fawcett City, Captain Marvel is working alongside the police to find the kids. He isn't thrilled to be working with them, but he's more concerned with finding the missing kids before time runs out for them. Even as Billy, he hosts segments at Whiz Radio where he spreads the word about the sudden disappearances, warning parents and guardians alike to keep their children safe and within their eyesight at all times. A city-wide curfew is even put into place by the mayor. But all of those measures mean nothing when his best friend Freddy Freeman goes missing after patrol, along with the two wickedest siblings, Georgia and Thaddeus Jr. Sivana.

This fic explores the characters within Fawcett City, the supernatural shadows beneath the sunny surface, and the disastrous team-up between one evil scientist and two marvelous siblings.

[bigfootsmom]

He’s having Tommy’s baby 👀

“Mhmm. You look very up.” Evan laughs, the sound of it delightful and making Tommy feel like he drank down the sun. Evan shifts, squirming slightly. “Hey— that tickles.” But he makes no move to stop the movement of Tommy’s hand.  Tommy huffs a breath of laughter through his nose. “Some of us aren’t spring chickens anymore. Gimme a minute to wake up.” Tommy pauses, then unburies his face from the pillows and Evan’s hip. “Why are you up? Everything okay?”  Evan looks down at Tommy, the morning sun streaming through his hair and framing his face with a halo of curls. His soft lips stretch into an even softer smile and not for the first time Tommy is struck breathless with how beautiful Evan is.  “I’m okay, babe,” Evan reassures, loosening the thread of anxiety that had begun to wind itself around Tommy’s lungs. “Pretty sure peanut was throwing a rager in there last night,” Evan prods at the swell of his belly with an oil shiny finger, “Woke up to her break dancing on my bladder.”  Tommy barks out a laugh, finally pushing himself up onto one elbow. “Well, of course. She’s gotta practice for being the cool kid— can’t come out with no moves.”  “I’ve seen you dance, I don’t think any amount of practice will save her from your genetics.”  “Your two left feet aren’t going to do her any favors either,” Tommy fires back, grinning as Evan rolls his eyes.

<3 <3 <3 <3

[witchywithwhiskey]

WIPs ask game

thank you to @veltana and @jen-with-a-pen for tagging me!

Rules: Make a new post with 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 or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPS.

only one bed professor steve rogers

bridgerton sherlock

qimir bbf

sleazy landlord bucky

camboy johnny storm

logan & his cigar

pumpkin daddy ransom

apple daddy ari

horror daddy jake

those last three are all from a new AU i'm working on 🫣

no pressure tags (sorry if you've already been tagged!!): @buckets-and-trees, @biteofcherry, @navybrat817, @jobean12-blog, @nickfowlerrr,

@krirebr, @bigtreefest, @perdidosbucky-yyo, @katherineswritingsblog

[zepskies]

Hi Zep! For the WIP game, can I ask about Lost on You?

Of course, Battie! Thank you for asking. 💜😘

Lost on You (Soldier Boy x Supe!Reader) is an idea I've developed and expanded on from this Soldier Boy imagine:

Soldier Boy dating a supe with siren abilities. 🧜‍♀️ He underestimates you. You give him a reason to think twice.

I've written Soldier Boy/Ben paired with a normal human in Break Me Down, which is set in the "present," or post-season 3. You're so very good at writing Soldier Boy in the past (40s and 80s), but for me, I thought it would be an even harder challenge to write something set in the '80s -- 1983 in this case.

He's still in his prime as alpha male supe at Vought, at the height of his glory, so to speak, with all the assholery and debauchery that's gonna entail. 😂

Here's some more detail on the premise:

Summary: 1983 is a big year for you. You’re finally chosen to join the ranks of Payback, led by the most (in)famous supe in the world: Soldier Boy. He’ll never admit that he’s trying his damndest to figure you out. You’ll never admit that he’s actually growing on you. But the problem with this game is deciding who's the predator, and who is prey.

Song Inspo: “Lost on You” by the Cubaneros (originally by LP)

(Speaking of music inspo lol^) And because I'm extra, I created the thumbnail before I've even finished writing the outline, also for inspo:

(I'm still working on the outline for this one, so I don't have a release date yet. But I'll keep you guys updated when I'm ready to start posting!)

[classy-thief]

*peeks in here for the WIP thing* One for each of you! "Bring Donnie back to Life" (wut) and "Donut hole." ...I want some donuts now

🌺 sun will answer in a similar ask since we cant put two videos in the same ask 😭 but here's mine 😁

the song is "donut hole" by hachi, this version is a cover by miodiodavinchi tho. i was particularly inspired by the lyrics "goodbye forever, and we'll never meet again / somehow that's what feeling i got, that's just what i thought..." i thought it was perfect for the final fight scene from the rottmnt movie, so i started sketchin it out, never got around to finishing it tho

if anyone wants to know the lyrics here in this scene say "my heart is torn to ribbons, and there's nothing i can do" i could write a five page essay on why i think this encapsulates the feelings leo had while up there alone making the decision to sacrifice himself but i will save u guys from my yappin

[monsterrae1]

Send me a 🖋️ and I will add one sentence to my wip and reply with it