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[livums]

WIP Soundtrack Tag

Tagged by @writernopal (kind of a little while ago.... hehe). Find her post here!

Doing this for The Romance of the Demigods, because I think the marking blood ost needs... some more time to cook (the playlist is more angsty heartbreak songs and not... angsty heartbreak SOUNDTRACK music yknow? Maybe I'll do another part sometime).

Anyways I'm killing the part of me that cringes please be gentle with me 💜 also I'm being very vague so as to dodge spoilers as best I can bc I don't want to just leave the song with no context LOL

I added the Spotify previews of my favorites/the most important(?) songs below the cut lol

Teir Abhaile Riu | The end would make a great backing for a trailer theme... that's what I imagine, at least. hehe.

The Mageseeker | Nysean flees the palace, her home, in search of the Demifae and the Aiamede.

Dance of the Pagans | Theme of Kesh Akesheen, who has freshly dodged death, again.

Somewhere Out There in All that Noise | Eve is afflicted by dreams. She can't hear what she's telling herself.

The Dynasty | Theme of the Paladins of the Sonnelic Host, and its Holy Commander Réithe au Haulgen.

Surviving Exile | Kesh and Eve have a fraught second impression. The nature of Kesh's magic becomes clear to Eve.

Ancient Land | The fellowship departs, united on their journey... kind of.

The Banquet / Nil Sé'n Lá / Kingdom Dance | Various songs of traveling and merrymaking.

Lament of Orpheus | Irial sings.

Carrying You / The Journey to the West | Kesh comes home, to all that awaits her.

The Ancient Wellspring | Theme of the Aiamede, domain of the Queen of the Earth.

Dashing and Bashing / Blood in the Wine | Fun, games, and Fae antics in the Domain of the Earth.

Burn for You / Eyes, Nose, Lips | Eve tells Kesh how she feels. Kesh feels like her chest has imploded.

Magic is Everywhere, Magic is Rising | Kesh realizes who she needs the most. Eve bears the ink of their covenant.

La Stravaganza / Radiance | The Hierophant, Nysa's betrothed.

The Call | A great tragedy has struck. Kesh weaves a dangerous plan.

Charge of the Knights | Like, it's a really stupid fucking plan.

Revolution | Eve fights a traitor.

Specks of Time | Eve learns the truth of her dreams, the truth about Nysa, and the truth about Kesh.

SORRY it got so long. oops! Anyways, tagginggggg (if u haven't done it already and would sure like to) @writinglittlebeasts @sarahlizziewrites @yedithwrites @ink-flavored @tabswrites @cabaretofwords @rudeneles @jasperygrace @words-after-midnight @mysticstarlightduck @welcome-to-the-atmosphere and anyoneeee else who would like to, please tag me! o k thank you bye <3

#sorry for posting league of legends can u ever forgive me #if you’re gonna listen to one song in full please make it burn for you #the preview doesn’t capture any of the good parts #writeblr #writers of tumblr #writers on tumblr #writeblr community #tag game #my WIPs #{roses there are many} #Spotify #wip soundtrack

[inafieldofdaisies]

I was clean Set me free in the valley of the butterflies I'm still too young to recognize the Devil Deep, I fell deep And the sun burns my eyes I need the revelation Got a premonition of the end You won't wake me up I need a saint, I need a God I was swimmin' in holy water Water, holy water Now I'm drownin' down the river Down the river

#THIS SONG Y'ALL. FAITH. IT SCREAMS FAITH. ❤️ #faith seed #faith seed core #favorite lyrics #favorite songs #wip soundtrack #wip playlist #character inspiration #fc5 #far cry 5 fandom #wip: in hope of tomorrow #favorite artists #song recs #music recommendation #music inspiration #far cry 5 #project at eden's gate #Spotify

[sunset-a-story]

WIP Intro/Outro Songs Tag Game!

Thanks to @da-na-hae for tagging me in this one! We love thinking about this sort of stuff!

If your current WIP were a show (animated, live-action, etc.) then what songs would be played during the intro and outro/credit sequences?

Intro for Sunset: Needle And Thread by Psapp

"Don't you break I will not let you I'll make sure They will not get you"

Outro for Sunset: Future Foe Scenarios by Silversun Pickups

"This revolution, baby Proves who you work for maybe Who do you work for, baby? And does it work for you lately?"

I'm no-pressure tagging @thatndginger @pandoras-comment-box @words-after-midnight @scribe-of-stories @void-botanist @cee-grice & @sam-glade (and open tag! because there are too many people I'd love to see do this!)

#wip soundtrack #writeblr tag game #sunset a story #wip music #Spotify

[anoelleart]

The Protolith Playlist [7-12]

Finally made a playlist for my WIP! Here's a song for chapters 7 to 12!

Chapter 7

“One night only / I'll settle down if it's for one night only

Chapter 8

“Cocaine and drinking with your friends \ You live in the dark, boy, I cannot pretend \ I'm not fazed, only here to sin

Chapter 9

“I can finally see you're as fucked up as me

Chapter 10

“We could end all this pain right here / We could rewind all of those tears

Chapter 11

“I can close the door on us \ But the room still exists

Chapter 12

“I'm sorry but I fell in love tonight \ I didn't mean to fall in love tonight

***

[Stay posted for the next six songs!]

#writeblr #soundtrack #wip soundtrack #wip #sir chloe #dodie #halsey #angel olsen #rainbow kitten surprise #the beths #lil nas x #indie music vibes #protolith #fantasy #romance #ost #Spotify

[honkshoomimimil-o-l]

Dance Dance Harry!

Another Kobeni dance Harry Dubois wipppp this time colored :]

#disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #harry dubois #fanart #de #artists on tumblr #sketch #art wip #cutie patootie #me listening to the disco elysium soundtrack

[blackbackedjackal]

I love her your honor

#I gotta look up outfit stuff for her #she's getting a mix of modern and Old Kingdom fashion #anyway here's my mafia boss #strawberry moon #studio #wip #listening to The Prince of Egypt soundtrack and it got me hyped

[causeimanartist]

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beeeeeeecause

#lydia deetz #Beetlejuice #beetlejuice the musical #my art #causeimanartist #wip #I saw the show back in November and have been listening to the soundtrack constantly #I've wanted to draw something for it for awhile and I finally found the motivation #woo!

[atarial]

yay this is all coming together great :D

the old ones to compare, my likenesses are definitely much stronger now

#my art #wip #star trek #star trek tos #star trek aos #i've been listening to the musical snw episode soundtrack and oh it is such a motivator to finish these ahh! #hopefully finish the drawing of the kelvin ones tomorrow and then onto the tng tidy up

[livums]

Livvvvvvv you know I’m coming in here with 16 and 21 for the wip asks ily <3

hi korblez <3 ty for the ask!! and for making me write lmfao.

(Ask game here!)

16. Write the next 5 sentences and share

Eve would never truly recall the last time she saw Bright Aurora. She hadn’t known to take special care to remember their final encounter—how could she have known? Singer Eosa said that she had been wed. Her new husband lived far to the west, in Cill Emmond, so that was where she had gone. In the winter, Orin began training alongside her.

21. Share 3 songs that would belong on a playlist for this chapter/fic.

putting this under the cut ehe

Honorary Astronaut - Gold

She perfected the art of dividing her love from her lover / But in the end I would find she retired her heart from a man

Deciding to distance herself from the menacing man that I am / And she was praying we won't be forced to stay until our hearts stop beating / Too afraid to admit defeat again

Kehlani - Good Thing

I like my own company / Company, I don't need it / I'm not always cold / I'm just good on my own, so good on my own / I've always been told, one day, I'll find / Somebody who changes my mind / If they come along, I won't think twice / 'Cause I already got a good thing with me / I already got everything I need

Don McLean - Crying

I thought I was over you / But it's true, so true / I love you even more than I did before / But darling, what can I do? / While you don't love me / I'll always be / Crying over you

ty again for the ask!

#writeblr #asks #ask game #writing community #{roses there are many} #wip soundtrack

[youssefguedira]

hello everyone! wrote a new thing

Rating: Teen

Summary:

“This is Joe, transmitting from Orbiter 3. It’s” – he checks the computer’s clock – “day 11,689 of the experiment. Uh, all medical checks came back normal, plants show no abnormal growth or change, soil levels all fine. Drank about three bottles of water. No technical faults to report.” There’s never much to say during these reports, but they’re the closest thing he gets to talking to someone else. “Earth looks particularly beautiful today. And I’m running out of paper.”

Joe has spent his entire life on a small ship orbiting Earth, as part of an experiment on the viability of long-term human space travel. His routine has been the exact same for thirty-three years: at forty, he will be allowed to return to Earth. But when things begin to go wrong, and an engineer - the first person he has spoken to since he was sent into orbit - is sent to carry out maintenance on the ship, Joe begins to realise that the experiment may not be what he thought it was.

#neon writes #the old guard #kaysanova #joe x nicky #userlyde #userlinax #i KNOW i'm ignoring my other wips. but. this concept took over my brain briefly #so. space au #i need to make a space playlist. for this fic and titling reasons #but the soundtrack for this first part is space oddity and altre f.d.v #though take the altre forme di vita part to be less about aliens and more about like. different ways of living. i dont know if that works i #italian but oh well. #planet earth is blue

[anoelleart]

The Protolith Playlist [1-6]

Finally made a playlist for my WIP! Here's a song for each of the first six chapters!

Chapter 1

“Cause all you ever wanna do / Is take all my clothes off

Chapter 2

“Keep about your wits man, keep about your wits / Know yourself and who you came in with

Chapter 3

“Make me behave / Like an animal

Chapter 4

“Welcome to the city of lies / Where everything's got a price

Chapter 5

“Two ugly creatures, two sinister preachers / Blind to the past, like a couple of monsters

Chapter 6

“I know that you want to break my heart of stone / You sure are good looking but I'll be going home alone tonight

***

[Stay posted for the next twelve songs!]

#writeblr #soundtrack #wip soundtrack #wip #sir chloe #dodie #maneskin #rainbow kitten surprise #indie music vibes #protolith #fantasy #romance #ost #Spotify

[try-set-me-on-fire]

Tagged by @devirnis for WIP Wednesday! Here’s a whole scene from proposal fic because why not… (vomit content warning)

Bobby shows up on the doorstep before Buck's first PT appointment after being discharged and Buck is hit by sudden intense gratitude for the stupidest possible reason. Ah, he thinks, thank god Eddie isn't going to see what I'm like during one of these. And then What the fuck, Buckley? Eddie did see him after that first session, and it's not like his patheticisms start and end within a 45 minute time frame and the clean walls and persistent disinfectant smell of Dr. Shelley's office. He's spent the last two days in a shivering little lump on the man's bed, sleeping 16 hours out of 24. He's not really sparing him anything he hasn't already seen. What, then? Spread the different facets of exactly how fucked up he is around? Like if no one has to deal with too much they won't get tired of it? Here, Eddie, you can have helping me go to the bathroom because I can't stand up on my own. Maddie, you get me crying whenever I see you or even hear you on the phone because you're my big sister so I get to dump all my feelings on you, that's fair right? Bobby, you can hear me screaming in pain, is that ok with you? You were there last time, I'm sure you'll do fine. It's too much for any of them. It's too much for Buck.

"You ready, kid?" Bobby says, with the softest little smile. God. Buck is going to fall apart into tiny, gross little pieces. Eddie can mop the floor and be done with him.

“Ready,” is what he says, knowing it sounds like a lie.

They have him walking between the parallel bars today. He remembers them, from his leg. They don’t start there, most of the hour is more stretching (ow) and fine motor skills practice (frustrating). But they told him at the beginning they want to get him walking again as soon as they can to avoid any further muscle loss or atrophy, and they want to work with him to see if they can figure out how much of his dizziness is from brain injury and how much is from vestibular damage.

Well, he’s up on the bars now and he couldn’t fucking tell you. The whole world is just spinning around him at a sickening speed as the physical therapist and Bobby both mutter encouragement, tell him to keep taking one more step, he can do it. Buck tries, he really tries, he wants to take these five steps on his own and for the doctor to tell him he’s progressing fantastically and to be tired but happy on the drive home with Bobby, both of them smiling and cracking jokes. Instead he collapses three steps in and vomits on the soft plastic-y blue floor covering. His ear is ringing and he only has a split second to feel humiliated before there are arms around him.

“Sweetheart,” Bobby is saying over the background hum, “Sweetheart, I’ve got you.” There are hands in Buck’s hair and he chokes out a sob. He doesn’t really stop crying until they’re almost back at the Diaz house, how he got from the office to the car a mysterious blur. Bobby is holding his hand on the center console. When Buck squeezes a little tighter he hears him sigh in relief and it almost starts the tears up again. Bobby is out of the car as soon as he's parked, hurrying around to the passenger side to help Buck to the house. He’d protested, days ago, about the need to rent a wheelchair until he could carry a little more of his own weight, but now he guesses getting rolled to the door is more dignified than Bobby having to put him in a fireman's carry.

He’d do it. Buck knows he would, Bobby would pick him up and hold him in his arms and carry him as far as he needed to go. Bobby settles him on the couch, handling him as gently as he would a child at a disaster site, running to bring him mouthwash to get rid of the bitter taste of stomach acid, finding saltines in the kitchen, pouring ginger ale on ice and procuring as if by magic a bendy straw in old fashioned, environmentally unfriendly, single use plastic. He sits on the coffee table in front of him, at attention, ready to appease any want.

"Thanks, dad. Bobby! Thanks- thanks, Cap," Buck slams his eyes shut and drops his head onto the couch behind him. The indignities never fucking end, apparently. He's stopped from withering away entirely by the warm weight of a hand over his own where it lays on the armrest. Buck opens his eyes. Bobby is staring down at their hands, jaw working, breathing through his nose.

"It wasn't even-" Bobby frowns as his voice fails, and clears his throat to try again. "I kept wishing I could be mad at you. Being reckless again, running into danger, getting yourself hurt." He exhales heavily, breath stuttering into a sad little laugh. "But I watched you climb that ladder. I kept playing it over and over in my head. You had three points of contact the whole time. Could have filmed it for a goddamn safety manual. It could have been-" his voice catches again, and Buck turns his hand to grab onto Bobby's. "It could have been any of us. It could have been any of us up there. All the stupid stunts you pull that you walk away from, and it's-" Bobby's free hand waves wildly into the room. "It's a random fucking act of god that nearly-"

"Bobby-"

"That nearly takes you from me," he finishes, squeezing Buck's hand. He's crying, and Buck thinks he might be again, too.

"I'm so sorry-"

"Oh, kid," Bobby says, leaning forward, gathering Buck up in his arms. “Nothing to apologize for. You’re right here. You’re still breathing. That’s all I need.”

Buck weeps again, into Bobby’s shoulder, his captain or father or good friend’s hand rubbing up and down his spine. He is still breathing. He’s still breathing. Bobby’s soft flannel shirt smells like grill smoke and Eddie’s couch is familiar beneath him, and Buck hurts and feels sick and dizzy, and he exists. “Bobby-“

“It’s alright. It’s alright.”

Bobby’s face is wet when Buck pulls away after however long it takes for each breath to stop aching so bad as it rattles in and out of him. Buck wants to say all sorts of things, most of which amount to I love you, but what comes out is a nod towards the TV and “You wanna stay for the game?”

Buck doesn’t even know what sports, if any, are on today, but Bobby seems to hear some of the other words he meant to say because he smiles so kindly at him and says “Yeah, Buck. Anything.”

Tagging @iinryer @bigfootsmom @shortsighted-owl if you’ve got anything to share!

#wip #wip wednesday #proposal fic #thats his dad boogie woogie woogie #was listening to the interstellar soundtrack while finishing this scene up #i remember fuck all about that movie but the soundtrack hits #listen to Stay and cry about how that song feels like a building plea and a desperate desire to answer that plea #stay!! stay with me!! #arms wide open for you

[andromaqves]

songs for turning; a quarry soundtrack

01. ptolemae - ethel cain (suffer does the wolf, crawling to thee—) 02. feral love - chelsea wolfe (run from the light, your eyes black like an animal—) 03. dangerous - son lux (how am i supposed to run? now— am i supposed to run?) 04. oxytocin - billie eilish (wanna see what you can take— you should really run away!) 05. i feel like a god - deathbyromy (nothing you can do about me, so high that you cannot touch me—) 06. sudden desire - hayley williams (your fingerprints on my skin, a painful reminder—) 07. body mind hell - vtss (ask no questions tell no lies, those hungry eyes are my demise—) 08. choke - royal & the serpent (beg you for mercy 'cause my vision is blurry i'm afraid you could hurt me—) 09. eyes on fire - blue foundation (i won't soothe your pain, i won't ease your strain—) 10. eat me alive - swarm, soundr (and there are no devils in hell, they live in my mind—) 11. pyre - son lux (bring all your things, and we can build a pyre—) 12. i'm not human at all - sleep party people (we're not human at all— we have no heart.) click to listen on spotify.

#the quarry #anyway UM this is for the eerie vibes mid-TQ when you don't know what exaaaactly is going on yet but Something Isn't Right With Nick #BUT ALSO for everyone else like me who's entirely too attracted to the infected characters lmfao welcome all ye thirsty bastards #sudden desire is the song that (I mean. plus the infected!Kaitlyn gifset) inspired my wip Rylan smut jUST SAYING #I can't decide if I want to keep the title based off sudden desire or the eyes/demise line from bodymindhell #bc that second one is just. SO GOOD. #soundtrack #mine #music #my playlists #it's supposed to be ~atmospheric~ but also vaguely have a narrative that's fluid okayyyy don't hit shuffle on this one I beg

[valeffelees]

hey, what's up. i hope August has been kind to y'all. 🖤

thank you to those who've continued to tag me in their wipsday posts these last couple weeks. i'm in pretty rough shape these days, so y'all have no idea how much i look forward to sundays and wednesdays, even when i don't have the energy to engage with fandom as fully as i'd like to.

i thought i'd share a bit more of the chat-fic i affectionately refer to as "bitverse" today. 💫 i've shared two other snippets from this fic before, [here] and [here] if you're curious.

Agatha doesn’t text him until quarter-to midnight. “Home safe,”  she says. And then, “Sorry.”  And, “We went out for supper.” Simon slouches in his chair, wedging a knee into the space between his stomach and his desk, the edge digging into his shin. It’s sharp and tight and not at all comfortable. He texts back, “it’s ok,”  and, “where at?” “That Italian place downtown.” “ew,”  he says, and she reacts to it with a thumbs-up. “Did I wake you?”  she asks. “no,”  he says. Then, “DQ tmrw?” Agatha reads his message, but doesn’t respond right away. The three dots pulse on her side of the screen for three strange, awkwardly long minutes before she finally replies with, “Maybe,”  followed quickly by, “Ask again in the morning, I can’t think about ice cream when I’m tired.” “are you going to bed?” “Yeah, sorry.” “it’s ok,”  he says, “it’s late. night aggie” “Night.” “ily,”  he says. She reacts to that with a thumbs-up, too. Simon locks his phone and drops it on his chest.

🖤🖤🖤

Tag, you're it! 🪄 @cutestkilla @raenestee @hushed-chorus @thewholelemon @larkral @artsyunderstudy @blackberrysummerblog @captain-aralias @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @imagineacoolusername @ivelovedhimthroughworse @facewithoutheart @rimeswithpurple @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists @nightimedreamersworld @shrekgogurt @prettygoododds @youarenevertooold @alexalexinii @fatalfangirl

#i love this fic so much but the first time i told the plot to my gf she called it a creepypasta and i think about it EVERY day 💀 #(idk if i'm any good at capturing the atmosphere i'm going for) #(but pls imagine this in your head as one of those low budget yt horror shorts with extremely lofi audio and no soundtrack) #(whenever simon moves his clothes are unusually loud but nobody knows how to fix it in post so they just leave it lmfao) #wip wednesday #carry on #simon snow #agatha wellbelove #snowbaz #(👁️👄👁️ is the snowbaz in the room with us right now?) #bitverse

[piktingki]

Punk Character Design

#art #art wip #digital artist #punk #rock music #rock #colors #funny #exciting #soundtrack #character design #unique #character desing challenge