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morganski-19 · 3 months
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I cannot stop myself from thinking of more fic ideas or making more wips. But, I had an idea for a bunch of short little ficlets that would all be in the same universe, and could be compiled into longer chapters to post on ao3, but probably won't.
I just need someone to tell me that it's worth it or it's stupid so I won't do it.
So here's the idea.:
Friends-style apartment shenanigans with the spicy six.
Like Steve and Robin as Joey and Chandler, best friends who's apartment is pure chaos.
Eddie and Nancy would be estranged high school friends (aka Monica and Rachel) who now live with each other across the way.
And of course, Steddie and Ronance would spawn from that.
Jonathan and Argyle are best friends who live with each other across the street. It's always a question of whether or not they are dating yet because they sure act like it and already live together. (They aren't but that's not the point (they will be eventually)).
Argyle gives Pheobe vibes, so he fits that part perfectly. Jonathan would be Ross because I ran out of people but be significantly better of a person than Ross. (Ignore that Ross slander, I hate that man)
But anyway, it would just be a bunch of weird situations that they all get into just living in the city, so real story arc or anything other than the couples getting together in the end. But it could be something like, Steve buys something weird and they talk about it for a while, or one of them gets a promotion and the celebrate. The last person Steve slept with (cause he's the Joey in this situation if that wasn't clear) had a weird belly button.
Just weird shit that doesn't really have a point for a whole fic but is fun to read/write. Like a sitcom.
Would anyone read this?
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wolfmadefromash · 2 months
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For my cheating WIP, I have an ending. It’s finished. BUT I might not want that ending. I need help. Do I have Buck and Eddie have a blow up fight and then make up OR do I have Buck get into a car accident at the end of Eddie’s street after dropping Christopher off where Eddie finds him because he’s like 5 doors down?
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ronearoundblindly · 8 months
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Is this story working?
For fans of 'Old Dog, New Tricks,' I need some advice, and I can't really ask/explain without some spoilers for the follow-up I'm writing. Below the cut (if you want to know or can help me) is the gist of the plot.
So I know in ODNT it's a very innocent story about their sweet first time. I can't really do that again, so I wanted to explore maybe a negative emotion coloring their intimacy this time.
Basically, you were wounded on a mission and took three days to get back to the compound. That's from a lovely anon request that I've tweaked thusly: the reason you took three days is because you wanted to finish the mission yourself.
Steve is a fiercely protective man who maybe goes a little overboard in 'helping' you with anything and everything, and perhaps after months of this gentle babying, you simply need to prove to the Team as well as yourself that you can do this alone. Like, you aren't just a good Avenger because Steve Rogers has your back, etc.
I've then decided that Stevie boy really holds in his fear that he thought you might never return/be dead and his rage that you didn't want his help/put yourself in more danger. Because he's bottling all that up, eventually he snaps--like his sexual frustration comes out with that anger--but I'm worried this might seem to aggressive...
It's not...punishing sex or anything. He's still needy but a little more domineering than the soft!Steve I normally write. I just think he'd also be naïve to expressing that kind of physical/emotional struggle, and frankly, this is a pretty hot way for him to figure it out.
Thoughts?
I've had a hell of a time lately having confidence in my plots, so I greatly appreciate any comments or concerns!
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jessica-writes22 · 2 years
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Hey does anyone have any tips for worldbuilding religion??? That is the main part I am struggling with in my WIP and any help would be appreciated.
Also thanks so much to @sculpture-in-a-period-drama for the list and questions they sent me. I am currently reading it over, and answering them, plus taking all the notes into consideration. A reply to that ask will be posted in the coming week, but it is a major help!!!
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ateezinmymind · 2 years
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let’s manifest this fic im writing rn okay? help me finish this with strength skdjksje ✨😭
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hep-heptagon · 2 years
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HELP WHAT DO I MAKE HER SAY???
I’m serious I need suggestions lol
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themightyhumanbroom · 3 months
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This is a friendly reminder to give your OC a firm and unmistakable L every now and then.
This is a necessary action to keep your OC healthy for the long term.
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miothle · 7 months
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the chalk prince⚜️
happy (late) birthday albedo!
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wolfythewitch · 1 month
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mmm clean up
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cecescomposition · 11 months
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the absolute struggle of knowing the exact plot of your fic, what the characters facial expressions will look like, what sounds will happen, the emotions, the lighting, everything….
except it’s all playing as a movie in your head and you can’t articulate any of it.
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queddadraw · 3 months
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Whomp whomp 2.0
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rainy-nomad · 3 months
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All I do nowadays is start a drawing, go to work, and start a different drawing when I get home, and finish none of them.
Here are some wips... I wonder If I will ever complete another drawing again.
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estrellami-1 · 10 months
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If I Should Stay
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
He’s staring at him.
Steve Harrington is staring at Eddie Munson.
The thing is, people don’t just stare at Eddie. Not for any reason that means anything good for Eddie. So when, completely unprompted, the fucking King of Hawkins High walks up to Eddie and says, “I need to talk to you,” Eddie thinks he’s entirely justified in the squeak he lets out.
“You? Talk? To me?” Wow. Great job, brain.
“Please,” Harrington whispers, and Eddie thinks desperately this must be some kind of joke, except he’s good at reading people, and he knows the desperation in Harrington’s eyes.
“Okay,” he says, stammers. “Um. There- there’s, behind the school, a, uh-”
“Table,” Harrington nods. “That works. Just…” he sighs, rakes a hand through his hair. “Leave the lunchbox at home.”
Eddie’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “Then what the fuck do you want with me, dude?”
“I can’t explain. Not here, not now. Just. Please. After school, okay?”
Eddie looks at him. Really looks, studies his face, understands the lines by his eyes, the tightness of his mouth. His heart thumps as he realizes. He’s scared. “Okay,” he says, and means it.
Eddie’s a man of his word, so after school he makes his way to the table, pausing when it comes into view. Harrington’s already there, sitting with his head in his hands. Eddie calls out from a couple of paces away. “You sure you don’t want anything from the lunchbox?”
Harrington jumps, hands up, eyes round. Relaxes a little when he sees Eddie. “No. I- I’m good. I can’t, actually.”
Eddie frowns. “What, like, a sports thing? No one’s gotta know, dude, I’ve never been busted, I can keep a secret.”
Steve gives him a half-smile. “No. It’s- it’s not a sports thing. Just… sit down? And promise to listen?”
“Okay,” Eddie says, because he knows how comforting it can be to just have someone there, and he’s not a dick; clearly Harrington’s going through something. Though why he approached Eddie, of all people, he doesn’t know.
“Okay,” Harrington repeats back, taking a breath before starting. “If I were to tell you I’m from the future, a future in which we know each other, how would you ask me to prove it?”
Eddie blinks. He was ready for a lot of things, but not time travel. “Um. I dunno, man, I haven’t really thought about it.”
He takes another deep breath. “Can I try?”
“To- to prove you’re from the future?”
“Yeah.”
Eddie laughs, a little hysterically. “Man, where the fuck do I get the strain you’re on?”
He blinks. “What?”
Eddie gestures at him. “Come on, man, you have to admit you’re not really making sense here.”
Harrington sighs. Takes another breath. Says, “You live with your uncle Wayne. Your father taught you to hot wire cars when you were nine. You listen to Dio and Metallica and Ozzy Osbourne but your favorite song is I Will Always Love You, by Dolly Parton, because it was your mom’s favorite. The guitar pick you wear around your neck was hers. She taught you guitar. You love The Hobbit. Stop me when I’ve said enough.”
Eddie’s never been more scared in his life. “Listen, man, I dunno where you heard all that-”
“Eddie,” he says, implores, and digs something out of his pocket. Opens his hand to reveal a ring.
A ring Eddie already has on his finger.
“What the fuck,” Eddie whispers. Grabs for the ring before he can tell himself it’s a bad idea. Examines it, sees the dent from where his finger had gotten smashed in a door.
His hands start shaking.
“I’m from 1987,” Steve Harrington says, sure as anything. “And I’m trying to stop something terrible.”
“And what would that be?” Eddie asks, feeling strangely detached from the whole thing.
“Your death,” Steve Harrington says, still sure as anything.
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ohvun · 2 months
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D E V I L C H I L D >:D
I just think it'd be cool if her demonia fleur was a lil more grotesque yk?
Got super inspired seeing this post by rly cool @wigglesdtuff about a year ago and finally finished it!!:D
I ended up using a picture of a figurine to get the wings to work better bc I was s t r u g g e l i n g ;-;
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jessieroses · 1 month
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Dear Joanne Kathleen Rowling,
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