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goldenkid · 2 years
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wip intro: the woods
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A small town. A murder. An experiment gone horribly wrong...
Lorien walks home from school, as usual. Then he finds himself in the woods outside town, with no memory of how he got there. And then he witnesses a murder.
Lorien and his friends decide to investigate the murder, hoping to find out why they were in the woods and how they lost their memories. They soon find themselves tangled up in a dangerous conspiracy - and then the three of them start seeing things they can't explain, and experiencing strange symptoms...
On the other side of town, Nahida is living in a poisoned house. Her faith is gone, her family broken - and she has no idea what’s caused it. Things are going missing, she hears strange noises at night...and then the lightning strikes.
The murder was just the beginning. The teenagers have been caught up in a dangerous experiment, and the only way to find answers is to go back into the woods - and confront the terrible thing that's hiding there.
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I’m really excited about this WIP! It’s a rehash of my old mountain WIP, hence the tag, but instead of being fantasy it’s set in the real world with a much grittier tone, more body horror and A MURDER. I’m having a great time writing the first draft and I really want to start posting excerpts as I write, sooo I thought I’d better explain the concept of the story.
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im-a-marion3tt3 · 2 months
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Mountain: doing Yoga because it's good for him and he enjoys starting his day that way
Phantom: climbing all over and under him and maybe even biting him like it's damn goat yoga
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actual-changeling · 7 months
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Crowley screamed for Her when he fell because She wasn't the one who cast him out, she couldn't have been; the love so bright it blinded him whenever he reached for it was real, is real, it has to be.
He did not scream for God or the Almighty, he cried for his Mother, the one who had smiled at him with a tenderness unlike any other and named him Starmaker.
They rushed by him, his stars, when he fell, colourful streaks blurred by the tears in his eyes as the grace defining his every cell left him, scream after scream. Crowley called for Her, seeing blinding white taking shape, and he dared to hope, stretching out an arm right before the flames of hell swallowed him whole.
In his weakest moments, curled up on the concrete of his balcony with his face bared to the sky, he tries to believe that a hand, slender and familiar, had been reaching for him. Tries to believe that She still loves him, that She never left him even though he left Her.
Crowley stretches one hand skywards, watching the stars twinkle between his fingers, and all he has left to offer is a whisper, the same question that ripped him away from everything good, everything light.
"Why?"
Every time, he asks. Every time, all he receives is silence, and then he waits until dawn washes away his creations. Crowley unfurls his wings on those mornings, presses them to cold concrete and metal in a doomed attempt to try and soothe the ever-present burn caught in his feathers.
If he closes his eyes, dizzy with uncried tears and cramping muscles, the morning sun slowly warming on his face, it almost feels like it did back then when he was tumbling through nebulae and constellations; rage and disappointment both so laced with fear they became one and the same.
Sometimes, when the tethers connecting him to hell and earth are two shackles holding him down, he thinks about flying as high as he possibly can just to let go and feel the air rushing through his feathers - so he can pretend there is nothing waiting for him, nothing but stars and more stars, and empty spaces for him to fill.
When he inevitably moves, his wings stiff but momentarily soothed, he remembers that he doesn't need to do anything at all to reclaim that feeling. It is enough to drive too fast with too much fizzling rage only to let himself be broken apart by his longing when Aziraphale is always, always an arm's length away.
Crowley lies on his back, the Bentley cold beneath him, one hand stretched out to the sky, reaching for the stars, reaching for him, his eyes violet, his lips familiar.
Sometimes he still thinks he can see Her reaching for him as his wings wither and his stars burn.
Sometimes he thinks he can see his angel looking back, his tears blinking comets burning up in the atmosphere.
Sometimes he thinks he never stopped falling.
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edit: now with amazing art by @ghoullerr 💚💚
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sweattyspaghetti · 10 days
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Fight club X Brokeback mountain wip :^} 👍
Hey hey! I finished it at last (click below)
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ghcstcd · 6 months
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Mountain goat :)
Tip jar for the artist // Art is better when shared. Please reblog
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telekitnetic-art · 11 months
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🐐 here everyone… have a formline WIP for a project that’s part of my full-time job (hands it over like I’m feeding a horse)
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autumnblooms · 5 months
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Carhartt snuggglleeeessss
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Anything for you mac! This is the one I’m working on right now actually so it’s at an odd stage lol
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lovetositinsilence · 6 months
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some ghouls sketches i’ve never posted because i kinda forgot they existed but !! here they are
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consultingpacha · 1 year
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Meet Frerin, Thorin’s little brother and Crowned Prince of Erebor.
This is how he looks at the Roots for a Mountain universe 💅🏽✨ an AU in which he is very much alive, because I asked myself the question cowards dare not to ask: If hot, why dead? And so I made him survive Azanulbizar and fulfill his destiny as Erebor’s local royal flirt
Read the fic here!
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smoke-and-silver · 6 days
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gettin this fella all finished up
He'll be up on Patreon ;3
Smoke & Silver | Patreon
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starbuck · 3 months
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that mountain goats song? oh yeah, i love that song. it’s one of my favorites. i could sing the whole thing for you right now. i know what album it’s on and which part of the album and possibly even which track number it is. what is the song called? i don’t have a fucking clue.
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goldenkid · 2 years
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love that both versions of this wip have a big geographical feature tying the story together. original version has a thematically important mountain and the new version has some thematically important woods. brilliant
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scrivenger-grimgar · 2 months
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West Continent (North to South)
Pale pink - Tian Yi Overlook territory
Pale green - Cang Qiong territory
Mid yellow - Huanhua Palace
Orange - Banyue desert
Purple - Zhao Hua Temple
Brown - West Demon Alliance
Dark Blue - East Demons Land
Bright blue - Northern Desert Kingdom
Beige - Southern Demon Tribes
East Continent (North to South)
Pale blue - Gusu Lan
Orange - Qishan Wen
Dark green - Qinghe Nie
Purple - Yunmeng Jiang
Yellow - Lanling Jin
Pale Red - Ghost City
Pink - Xian Le/Yong An Kingdoms
Red - Yiling/Tonglu (formerly Wu Yong Kingdom)
Central - Black Water’s Archipelago
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mayhemspreadingguy · 16 days
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But when you think I've had enough From your sea of love I'll take more than another river full
A collab with @magnusbae ♡
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youngpettyqueen · 1 year
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In the MASH episodes I write in my brain there’s a B plot where Hawkeye acquires a minor injury and nobody knows how it happened and he absolutely REFUSES to explain himself so the rumour mill starts going wildly out of control- complete with visual enactments- until the rumours are so insane you’ve got people saying he was rescuing orphans from lions and finally at the end of the episode Hawkeye has to admit that he was running around on the furniture again and he fucking fell
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ouhh ouhh the ol 'started as a scribble n then got RLY COOL' conundrum... i titled it 'flying microtonal FISH' bc i was listening to alot of THIS song (ANOXIA - KING GIZZARD AND THE LIZARD WIZARD. LISTEN TO IT) and i based the colors off of the album cover. this was also meant to be the scene right before the noctis arc, when gillion gets CRAAZy struck by lightning and acts all deranged through the storm. LOOOVE that fish i think he should kill more
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