#lighthouse wip

[fuctacles]

🌫️ for wip weekend? Can't wait to see Wayne's reaction

well, he's not thrilled

"What do you want?" he asks, narrowing his eyes. Sea creatures don't just help you out of the goodness of their heart, they always want something. At his age, Wayne hoped he'll never have to face one, and if he did, that he'll be smart enough not to fall for their tricks. But ne never thought his Eddie would be at stake. 

make me write

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happy sts cc!

a silly one today: describe a character through nothing but memes ^^

Sorry this took a while, been enjoying spring break, but this was fun ^^

Doing meredith, a sort-of main character from the Lighthouse Wip because I’ve been trying to work on that wip this past week. So far she’s turning out as the epitome of the Weird Little Girl trope and i love her for it :)

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Can I get something from "The Vibes are Killing me Bro" because I am very curious about these vibes

Ah yes the cottagecore lighthouse wip that still has no discernible plot, just Vibes. The aesthetic vibes are as follows:

foggy skies / dark water / blackberry-stained hands / waves crashing against the rocks / handwritten letters / sand on your feet / a light in the dark / billowing white shirts

And the fleshing out plot beats/unhinged rambling is as follows

Murder!

Or ghosts

Or both

I support women’s wrongs

Childhood promises that sound suspiciously like wedding vows-

Lesbeans

Someone shows up in a hawaiin shirt covered in blood??

Treasure and curses and artifacts oh my!

Regional gothic aesthetic

Liminal spaces mayhaps

Grief | Loss | Isolation | Running away

Seashells Are Important (Somehow)

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Drabble Thing - Inspiration Digging

The brainrot is there… unfortunately it’s for the unplotted lighthouse wip and not afhg lol.

Had somewhat of a vague idea for it? I’m not sure if i’ll go with it, it seems like it’d be more work than I’m willing to do, but it inspired me enough to write a small drabble, which I’m going to share with you guys! Hope you enjoy!

The seawater was cold.

Elise’s teeth clacked together as she pushed the oars, then pulled them, a steady, constant stream that had her arms shaking with the effort of it. She had rown the boat before, but only when the sea was calm, quiet; not when it was like this, choppy with the rain. It threatened to tip the boat over, and Elise knew they couldn’t stay out here much longer, not if they wanted to keep it.

In the distance, the glow of the lighthouse shone on brightly, a steady, flickering flame visible from miles around, even in the daytime or during the fog that frequented the bay.

“Think this is far enough out?”

Kasumi’s voice is soft, quiet. Barely audible over the whipping wind and crashing waves. Elise looks around. Nothing but ocean for miles.

“I do.”

A sigh. “Let’s do it, then.”

For a moment, once again, Elise regrets dragging her into this. Only for a moment, though, before it’s overshadowed by the all-encompassing feeling of relief. Relief that she’s not alone.

Pulling the oars into the boat, Elise turns. Takes a moment to look at the darkened shape laying across the dingy rowboat. Only a moment, though, before her hands are grabbing the legs. The waterworn fabric, at least, keeps her from thinking about the clammy skin underneath.

“On three.”

They stand, the boat tipping under their weight, and Kasumi nearly falls off. Rights herself at the last minute, arms slotted under the armpits.

“One… two… three!”

Together, they lift, and together, they toss. It’s surprisingly difficult, the torso banging into the side of the boat in such a way that makes the whole thing rock, but it works. The body slips under the waves before she can even blink. She’s not sad to see it go.

A moment of silence, broken only by the howl of the wind, a final warning to leave before the storm hits proper.

“Well.” Kasumi sits down heavily on the bench, voice holding the slightest shake. “That’s that, then.”

Elise nods. There’s no need for words—or, rather, it is not the time for it. She simply grabs the oars, dips them back into the sea, and starts the arduous process of turning around to head back to land.

It’s as she’s tipping the boat over so the water doesn’t fill it all up and drown it does Kasumi speak again.

“Will this-“ stop. Pause. An inhale. “Do you really think… is this going to work?”

“I believe so.” Seawater would scrub the body clean of evidence, and the only other witness to the crime was standing right behind her. They had sworn a vow, over the seashell necklaces adorning their heads.

(Truth be told, she’s not all sure herself, what with all the advances in technology—but if she lets her worry slip, it would make Kasumi worried, too, and that wouldn’t do them any good. For this plan to work, there needs to be absolute silence from both parties).

“At least this way, you won’t be hurt again.” She finishes tying the boat to the dock, and then turns to Kasumi. She looks small, and afraid, battered by the rain and wind. “We’re in this together, okay? We made a promise.”

In a moment of boldness, Elise takes her hands and entwines them with Kasumi’s, blessedly warm from her hand-knit gloves. Kasumi’s hands squeeze around hers.

“Together,” Kasumi whispered. “Together.”

[snippets-and-fragments]

Current WIPs

So im currently working on a novel-length work made up of short stories so here are the concepts and shit so i can keep track and stuff

*= concept not title, #=completed 

- demon* wip 

- if trees could talk wip (working title) 

- lighthouse* wip 

- victorian* wip 

- months* wip 

- old gods wip (working title) 

- mermaids* wip 

- stargazer wip (working title)