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Act 1, Part 1 of TWELVE WINTERS is here!

TWELVE WINTERS is my new slow burn polygamous slasher story. In Act 1, the slashers appearing will be:

Patrick Bateman (American Psycho), Tate Langdon (AHS), Billy Loomis and Stu Macher (Scream), and Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal Rising).

All of these characters' worlds have been merged into one and set during the late 1990's to help accommodate the story with each crossover. In future Acts, more slashers will be joining us!

Again, this is a polygamous, dark romance, slow-burn, and eventual reverse-harem. More warnings will be in the story tags and notes. If you aren't comfortable with this, please scroll away ❤️

Here is the story link: TWELVE WINTERS

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There is fr a "writer" on ao3 who, in the tags, says:

"Writing is purely made by AI, if you don't like it, don't read." Clearly, they get hate 😭

Girl, pick up a pen and use your imagination. I mean, I use chat gpt too, but not to completely just tell it what to write and then copy and paste. This is worse than people copying and pasting a movie script and then adding their own oc/reader additions in there.

I don't know why this bothers me 🤣 Maybe it's the fact I an struggling to find a good Hannigram x reader/oc and I finally come across something with a decent amount of chapters and a good sounding plot only to see that its made by AI. Of course, I gave it a shot, but I was one sentence in, and then I was out. 😥😫

I'm sorry, I don't want to sound crazy bothered because its really not that deep, but goddammit I was excited. Please don't use AI to completely write fics for you. Its a disaster waiting to happen. You can use AI to assist with any ideas, suggestions, or writers block like I do, but dont ask it to write you a scene and then copy-paste. Its tactless and tasteless 😔

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Slasher's Masterlist

A collection of Slasher's related stories, from polygamy stories, solo stories, and oneshots. Be warned, updates will be slow, and there will be a lot of dark content (they are slasher's, after all).

Note that these are all female-oc/slasher's. I use 'x-reader' tags as a way to spread out my content, like many others often do.

Slasher's (Romantically Involved):

Billy and Stu (Scream 1), Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal TV), Patrick Bateman (American Psycho), Will Graham (Hannibal TV), Michael Myers (Halloween), Jason Voorhees (FT13th), Thomas Hewitt (TCM), Bo and Vincent Sinclair (HOW), Pennywise (IT), Brahms Heelshire (The Boy), Remmick (Sinners), Art the Clown (Terrifier), Tom Hanniger (MBV), Billy Lenz (BC), Pearl (Pearl), Tate Langdon (AHS), Carrie (Carrie), Jennifer (Jennifer's Body), Heisenburg (REVIllage), Lady Dimitrescu (REVillage), Dimitrescu Sisters (REVillage), The Lost Boys + Michael Emmerson (TLB), etc.

Slasher's (I don't write romantically for but still may appear in my universes):

Any other Ghostface (Scream), Freddy Krueger (ANOES), Chucky and Tiffany (ACP), Candyman (Candyman), Bubba Sawyer (ATCM), Jigsaw (Saw), Norman Bates (Bates Motel/Psycho), Pinhead, Resident Evil Village characters, The Creeper (CJ), other AHS characters, etc.

Note that circumstances may change. I have reasons why I don't write for certain characters, whether it's preference or on a more personal level. I may have also missed some. Questions about this are welcome, though, and won't be met negatively. I also know that SOME of the character's above are not technically slasher, but what really define's a slasher but their ability to kill?

WARNINGS: It's a slasher masterlist, so pretty much almost everything is a warning. If you want details, you can find them in the story tags and/or notes.

TWELVE WINTERS (Multiple Slashers)

Slasher Headcanon's/Oneshot's

SLASHERS during "The Purge" - Headcanon

Masterlist Crossover Stories (Poly)

Some try to run from their past. Others attempt to chain it up. Alba never knew hers. Not truly. All she knew was that she never fit in - not at school, not at work, and not even in her own skin. Life was cold, and family was only colder. But soon, Alba's body begins to change. It craves blood. Her mind fractures. Hunger lives in her very bones. Surrounded by town murders and hunted down by a cult that claims her as their chosen, Alba does everything she can to survive it all.

(Billy and Stu, Hannibal Lecter, Patrick Bateman, Tate Langdon, Thomas Hewitt, Bo and Vincent Sinclair, Remmick, Tom Hanniger, Will Graham, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Pennywise, and Art the Clown)

FOUND HERE!

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SANITARIUM (Multiple Slashers)

Jericho grew up on a farm. There, she both thrived and wilted. Then, with one maniacal push, blood soaked into the very soil she was nurtured upon, and Jericho suddenly found herself surrounded by Smith's pasty, white walls, and it's numerous criminally insane. It was only a matter of time, though, for she lived on in the shadows of the world's discontent.

(Michael Myers, Bo and VIncent Sinclair, Thomas Hewitt, Pearl, Brahm's Heelshire, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, Patrick Bateman, Jennifer Check, and Needy Lesnicki)

COMING SOON!

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Masterlist Stories (Poly)

THE BOARDWALK (The Lost Boys)

When Rose Emmerson is dragged all the way to Santa Carla with her family for a "fresh start" after a bad divorce, she expects boredom, struggle, and maybe some city weirdos - not danger, not darkness, and definitely not desire. But the night has teeth here. Drawn to the orbit of four dangerous boys - David, Dwayne, Paul, and Marko - Rose quickly learns that Santa Carla's legends aren't just stories. These men rule the boardwalk after dark, and they've taken an unsettling interest in her. She should stay away. She knows that. But as her brother, Michael, spirals into similar circumstances, Rose must choose: resist the pull or give into the darkness.

(David, Dwayne, Paul, and Marko)

COMING SOON!

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THE DARK TRIAD (Hannibal TV)

Eden Bloom is young, awkward, incredibly smart, and often dismissed. She is orphaned, lives with her aunt, Alana Bloom, works at a gas station, and has an affinity for insects that borders on unnerving. She isn't meant to be involved in FBI murder investigations until Jack Crawford notices her brilliance and recruits her as a consultant. Most continue to underestimate her. Will Graham doesn't, though. He sees the way her mind mirrors his own. Hannibal Lecter, however, sees a chrysalis. A rare mind that's fragile, hungry, and transformative. As bodies continue to pile up and the darkness deepens, Eden finds herself lured to both men and pulled towards the monster all three of them were creating.

Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham

COMING SOON!

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PREY (Scream 1)

(SCREAM) PREY - Doe Langley has always flown under the radar. Just how she liked it. Everyone found her too quiet and too strange. Not a typical victim to bullying, but still invisible in a place like Woodsboro High. While other girls chase popularity, Doe spends her days behind layers of flannel, headphones, and the comfort of never being noticed. But then Billy Loomis and Stu Macher, the school's most popular pair, start paying attention. They tease her. Corner her in the halls. Tug at her hair. It's all some annoying, twisted game. But there's something unnerving about them. Something dark and hungry. When a girl turns up dead, the town spirals in fear - and Doe just can't get away from the two boys who circle her like a pair of wolves.

Billy Loomis and Stu Macher

COMING SOON!

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Masterlist Stories (Solo)

HEAVENLY (American Horror Story)

When the Harmon family moves into the old Los Angeles mansion, everyone in town seems to notice Ava. She's blonde, beautiful, and has a smile that makes boys at school forget how to speak. Ava is everything her sister, Violet, isn't. She cheerleads, gardens, loves animals, and makes friends easily. She's light. And that's exactly why Tate Langdon shouldn't want her. She's not dark, broken, or lost. She doesn't wear sadness like a crown. He should be drawn to Violet, a girl just like him. But he can't seem to stay away. He wants to swallow Ava Harmon whole. As the house reveals its secrets and the walls begin to whisper, Ava finds herself pulled towards something she doesn't understand - and someone she shouldn't trust. Because Tate isn't just haunted. He haunts. And if she lets him in, she may never leave.

Tate Langdon

COMING SOON!

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The Empirical Wonderling (TVD, Salvatore Brothers)

PAIRING: Stefan Salvatore/Female OC/Damon Salvatore POLYGAMOUS, SLOW BURN

SYPNOSIS: Arwen Steele barely understood The Vampire Diaries—she watched the show but never followed the plot. So when she suddenly wakes up in Mystic Falls instead of her bed in Southern Australia, she’s terrified, lost, and completely out of place. With no way home and no idea how she got there, Arwen struggles to survive in the strange town, especially when familiar characters like the Salvatore brothers seem unusually drawn to her. As reality blurs with fiction, Arwen is forced to question everything—including why no one ever mentioned vampire soulmates in the show.

Scene 6, Chapter 8

ARWEN

For the first part of the mornings in this world, things went pretty normally. I would get up, speak with Sheila before the woman left for work, and, on occasion, I would get out of the house on the weekends. Like today, for example, Bonnie had answered my texts and agreed to meet me at the Grill since she was meeting with Caroline anyway. Great. It's not amazing. But just great.

If it wasn't obvious, I was being very sarcastic. I and Caroline definitely hadn't gotten off on the right foot the first and, hopefully, the last time we spoke. The blonde had exposed my obvious, silly crush on Stefan and embarrassed both I and Elena at the same time. A great way to proceed the night after the fight Jeremy and Tyler had, that had gotten me hurt. And with the whole forceful blood feeding incident with Damon in Elena's kitchen? I was hoping to not see anyone from the show (other than Sheila and Bonnie of course) until at least school started again. Which would have been today, but it didn't count now since it had been cancelled. Then again, what did I expect? I was bound to bump into somebody at the Grill, and I couldn't hide away forever.

I entered the Grill and found Bonnie quickly in the crowd, seated at a table waiting for me. She was alone and Caroline didn't seem to be here yet, which was a relief. I had walked a solid twenty minutes on a sunny day. It wasn't hot exactly, but I’d have rather had earphones in or something. Maybe I can buy a pair of headphones at some point…

Sitting down on the chair across from Bonnie, I greeted my friend and housemate. "Hey," I spoke first. "How've you been?"

"We saw each other only a day ago," Bonnie replied, holding back a laugh. "But I've been great. Dad's house is pretty boring but at least I'm here now."

I nodded. I learned pretty quickly that Bonnie spent every weekend sleeping at her dad's house while on the weekdays she spent with Sheila. It was like co-parenting but with her grandmother, and the reason was because her dad was always away due to his career. I wasn't sure exactly what Bonnie's dad did, but it made him travel a lot. Her mum, however, apparently left when Bonnie was little and never came back. It really hit me right at home to be honest, it was almost so ironic I could've laughed - but that would have been a fucked thing to do after Bonnie had told me that story.

After a few minutes of catching up, Bonnie excused herself to go to the bathroom and I decided it was a good time to get up and go to the bar to order some lunch. I was hungry and desperately craving some loaded fries.

So, while I was too busy wondering if this place had any jalapenos to add on top of that, I didn't even notice the familiar darkly dressed vampire come over to sit on a stool beside me.

It was when he spoke that goosebumps rose along the back of my neck, "Arwy, aren't you a little too young to be ordering here at the bar?"

"Damon?" I spun around to stare at him, my cheeks flaring at the sight of his rugged hair and sultry smirk. "What are you doing here?"

"It's the Grill. Its bar sells bourbon. Why wouldn't I be here?" He smirked at me, and I was surprised at how pleased he seemed to see me. If I may boldly say, everything about him seemed to light up in my presence, and I could tell by the way his blue eyes sparkled with that mischievous look, that he was up to something, and I’m not sure how to feel about it.

I bit the inside of my cheek and turned my head away again, doing my best to avoid his face. "I'm not here to drink. I'm here to eat," I muttered. "And meet with friends."

The memory of him pressing me against the wall, forcing his blood down my throat, flashed in my mind, and I almost shivered. It had been such a strange and... terrifying experience. Especially when my injuries and all my blemishes healed afterward. Damon was the last person I wanted to see, let alone deal with. Of course, with my luck, I ran into him at the Grill today.

Damon cocked a brow, his tone laced with smugness. "Didn’t know Caroline counted as your friend."

I winced. "She’s not."

Just then, the server came over, and thank God it wasn’t the same guy who hit on me the last time.

I quickly rattled off my order and paid upfront. Honestly, I’ve never understood why people bother paying afterward—it’s not a common option of payment in Australia, and I never got the chance to try it. The server seemed happy about it anyway, and hurried off to put my order in.

Before I could make my escape back to my table, Damon turned his attention to me again. "Actually, I was hoping to talk to you," he told me.

My eyebrows furrowed together, and I stared at him, confused. He must have caught on because he stood up from his seat, facing me fully. My face grew hot, and I swallowed hard as he stepped closer. I’d forgotten just how tall he was. I had to tilt my head to meet his ice-blue eyes, and damn it, they were still as unnervingly captivating as ever.

Cautiously, I stepped back to create some distance. "What do you want, then?" I demanded, though my voice betrayed my nerves. "If you think what happened the other night was some kind of... transaction, you’ve got it all wrong. You forced that on me, remember?"

Damon rolled his eyes. "Please, I know that," he said, tilting his head slightly. "I was just wondering if you’d go with me to the Heritage Ball tomorrow."

I just stood there, completely dumbfounded, my jaw practically hitting the floor. Silence stretched between us as he waited—so damn patiently—for my answer. His hands were buried in the pockets of his leather jacket, and those intense eyes were fixed on me like he had all the time in the world.

Realizing how awkward I was making this by standing there slack-jawed like an idiot, I snapped my mouth shut and stammered, fumbling for words. "Y-you want to go to that fancy-pants party the Fuckwoo—uh, the Lockwoods are throwing? With me?" A laugh almost bubbled out of me. "You’re joking, right? Do you even see what I wear on a daily basis? Or are you just blind? I don’t do those kinds of parties—or any parties, really. I hate that stuff."

"Why not?" he asked, his voice annoyingly casual.

I shook my head, trying to make him see sense. "Because they’re either too loud and obnoxious or too boring and full of cheap snobs. So, no. I’m not going with you. Sorry, not sorry. I’d probably fall asleep on the dancefloor or something. The only reason I’d even consider going is if they had a good grazing table, and something tells me the Lockwoods would serve nothing but tasteless salad and poisoned cookies."

I rambled on, letting my words tumble out, but Damon leaned down slightly, cutting me off by meeting my eyes. For a moment, I thought he was about to try compelling me again, but his eyes didn’t change. Instead, he pursed his lips like a sulking child.

"But Arwy," he whined, dragging out my name in the most ridiculous way. "I don’t want to go without you."

"Then don’t go at all," I snapped, crossing my arms and glaring up at him. My annoyance was growing by the second. "I don’t care."

His expression shifted, and his frown deepened as his eyes narrowed. He straightened up, looking at me with something like disbelief.

"You owe me," he said, his voice low and pointed.

I blinked, and for a second, my brain short-circuited. Is this bitch for real?

"I told you it wasn’t a transaction!" I said, waving my hands for further emphasis. "And it sure as hell wasn’t consensual, either!"

Damon cocked an eyebrow, clearly unfazed. "You’re making me sound like some kind of prostitute."

I felt one of my eyes twitch. "With how many fucking notches you probably have on that belt, you might as well be!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Just go with me, will you? If not as friends, then because if you do this, you won’t owe me for giving you my blood. Vampire blood is sacred, you know," he added, like that was some kind of valid reason to drag me to that ridiculous ball.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "Do I look like I give a shit if vampire blood is sacred or not? Either way, it tastes like shit."

His eyes darkened instantly, and I froze, noticing how his hands flexed in his pockets. It looked like he was fighting the urge to grab me by the neck and toss me across the room. Okay, maybe I’d pushed a little too hard with the blood comment.

"You’ll go with me whether you like it or not," Damon growled, his voice low and dripping with threat. "I don’t give a fuck what you say. You owe me, Arwen."

I crossed my arms and glared up at him, refusing to let my fear show. My stubborn pride burned hotter than any sense of self-preservation. "And if I don’t go at all?" I shot back, challenging him.

His lips curled into a cruel smile, his perfect, white teeth gleaming in the dim light of the Grill. "Then I might pay your lovely witch friend a visit in the bathroom," he said, his voice unnervingly calm. "And introduce her to the reality of vampires."

A pang of dread settled in my chest as I realized I didn’t really have a choice when it came to Damon. He was way too unstable to even trust himself right now, and I had no doubt he’d do whatever it took—hurting my friends included—to get what he wanted. The thought of Bonnie getting hurt because of me was more than I could stomach.

"Why don’t you ask Caroline to go with you? Trouble in paradise?" I asked, giving it one last shot. If I could annoy him enough, maybe he’d change his mind. Poke the bear and all that. But Damon just grinned, completely unfazed.

Of course, he didn’t give a damn about Caroline—or my attitude, for that matter. If anything, he seemed to enjoy it.

"Are you jealous?" he asked, his voice taking on that insufferable purr.

I scowled and leaned back, putting some space between us. "In your dreams, creep."

He straightened up and shrugged, his gaze drifting casually around the room. "She’s going with some guy from the high school. Apparently, her mom wouldn’t be thrilled about her showing up with someone my age, and as a vampire, I don’t need a Council member breathing down my neck," he said, sounding bored. "So, I decided to ask you."

"More like demanded of me," I muttered under my breath. Damon’s smirk widened, and I knew he’d heard me.

"Fine," I relented with a sigh. "I’ll go with you. But you’re buying the goddamn dress, and it better be appropriate. Otherwise, I’m showing up in jeans and a hoodie."

Damon’s face lit up like I’d just handed him a golden ticket. He held a hand to his chest, feigning sincerity. "Cross my heart and hope to die, Arwen."

I wasn’t sure if I like that…

The server returned with my order, and my mouth practically watered at the sight of melted, golden cheese oozing over perfectly seasoned chips, topped with bacon bits and jalapeños. It would’ve been the perfect lunch—if not for the dickhead standing beside me and the heavy threats he’d just finished laying out.

I couldn’t believe I was actually going to this stupid party. Great. Now I just had to hope I wouldn’t die of boredom... or suspicious vampire activity.

Grabbing my dish, I turned to head back to the table Bonnie and I were sharing. But before I could take a step, Damon’s hand shot out and grabbed my wrist.

I whipped my head around, glaring at him. "What?" I spat, my patience wearing thin. All I wanted was to get away from this massive douchebag and eat my lunch, which was only getting colder with every second I wasted here.

Damon didn’t flinch at my harsh tone. Instead, his eyes were locked on my abdomen, his expression unexpectedly serious. The cocky, threatening demeanor he had earlier was gone, replaced by something... softer. The shift was so sudden it gave me whiplash.

"How’s your stomach?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. "Does it still hurt?"

I blinked at him, completely thrown off. Did he have some kind of erratic bipolar disorder or something? It would honestly explain a lot.

Before I could think too much about it, he reached forward, and I felt his thumb and index finger graze the front of my hip. The butterflies in my chest went wild, and I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to keep my expression neutral.

I nudged his hand away and avoided looking at him. "It’s fine. I feel normal," I said, keeping my tone flat. "Just don’t lift my jumper again, or I swear you’ll regret it."

Amusement flickered in Damon’s eyes as he met mine again. "You make me sound like some sort of pervert, Arwen," he whispered, using my full name this time. His voice was low and teasing, and just like that, I felt heat rising to my cheeks again.

My free hand clenched into a fist at my side, itching to smack that stupid, mischievous smile off his annoyingly (and unfortunately) handsome face.

"Because you are!" I shot back, louder than I meant to. A few nearby patrons turned to look, and I could feel my blush deepening. Before Damon could get another word in, I spun on my heel and scurried back to the table where Bonnie and Caroline were waiting.

I couldn’t help but feel a small flicker of triumph. At least I’d gotten the last word in.

Bonnie greeted me with a warm smile as I sat down, while Caroline barely acknowledged my return. Whatever. I could just imagine little halos made of middle fingers circling around both Damon’s and Caroline’s heads. That thought alone made me feel slightly better as I finally dug into my loaded fries.

The cheese was still warm, the bacon crispy, and the jalapeños gave the perfect kick. It should have been the perfect meal. But I couldn’t fully enjoy it. Bonnie and Caroline were already chatting away about something, but I couldn’t get into the conversation.

Because I could feel it. Damon’s eyes on me. Burning into the back of my head from the bar like a damn iron brand.

Tomorrow was probably going to be the shittiest night of my life. And I had the sinking feeling there was nothing I could do to prepare for it...

Scene 6, End Scene

If you guys want to read the entire story, it's posted on my ao3 account, the link straight to chapter 1 below. Updates are slow due to chapters being incredibly long and they take a lot of time to work on. More updates will be coming soon!

CHAPTER 1:

The Empirical Wonderling - Chapter 1

[duckyhowls]

Would you ever write for the human version of chucky? Charles lee ray?

Look, I'm gonna be honest, I don't find Charles Lee Ray very attractive, human or doll, and I also just don't see much motivation in myself to write a romance, dark or otherwise, about him. Sorry if this disappoints you 😔

I see him more as an annoying brother or murderous room mate to be honest 🤣 I do plan to involve him in any slasher stories I make, he is an og after all, but not as a romantic interest. Besides, he and Tiffany are just perfect for each other 💜

Thanks so much for asking, though!

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Hello, how are you?

Please tell me your house of the dragon cliche thing is just a piss take? A hahaha thing?

Cause if real. Wow you sound like a stuck up twat.

It’s fan fiction. The person who writes it can write whatever they bloody well want.

If you don’t like it. Dont write a long arse post about it just skip it.

There is nothing. Nothing wrong with writing any of the things wrote in your list.

I am saying this so those who feel shit after reading your post or now second guess themself will hopefully still continue to write and know that there are those who couldn’t care.

We appreciate writers especially fanfic writers for putting their time and effort into writing these fics for us to enjoy. I have seen posts like the one you did, stop people from wanting to even try to write anymore or even be so sad they delete their writings all together.

We should be encouraging people on this bloody hellsite. Not making them feel shit even if they write “cliche” stuff. Who cares if they do.

Don’t like it don’t read it. Move on.

Thank you to the fic writers who write these stories. Who makes us readers feel good by having your fics to read.

Don’t know if you meant to be a first class dick with that post and make people feel bad but I just needed to say something as I would hate to see people who have wrote about stuff like in your post and they lose their passion and want to write because of it.

Have a nice day and I hope this makes sense as due to pain I haven’t slept in 4 days and I am writing this from hospital so yeah. Hope it makes some sense.

- 🦋🦇

Hi there, I'm doing very well 😊

First off, thank you so much for taking the time from your hospital bed, no less, to write me an essay about my list of fanfictional tropes in a fictional show/book on a fictional hellsite. It is truly inspiring. Your dedication to defending clichés is unmatched 👏

And while anonymous, too?

To answer your question: yes, the list was mostly for fun. Like the thousands of other trope lists, meme posts, and satirical fandom takes that exist in every corner of the internet. Crazy, I know. 🤯

But if a few observations about overused plotlines in fanfiction made you spiral into a full-blown moral crusade and worry for the creative spirits of strangers on AO3… I’d argue the issue isn’t my post.

Writers are tougher than that, love. They can handle someone pointing out that "secret Targaryen babies" or "the mc always tames the cannibal" has been done 400 times. I’m confident the ones who actually enjoy writing those things… will continue doing so. Because they enjoy it.

You say "don’t like, don’t read" and I wholeheartedly agree. Maybe next time you can apply that to snarky posts about FICTIONAL tropes too? It saves you from wasting your pain-medicated energy on 700 words of righteous fury. 🥱🥰

Also, next time you feel the urge to call someone a “first-class dick,” maybe be brave enough to sign your name to it? Just a thought. Anon direct messaging really adds to the mystery, though - I’ll give you that.

Anyway, I do hope you recover quickly and get some much-needed rest. Because you really need it. ❤️

Hope you recover and get your life back,

Ducky 💛

P.S when you get out of hospital, I suggest you touch grass 🌱

Post they are referencing ♡

[duckyhowls]

Any Idea's for my Slasher fic?

I want to write a polygamous slasher romance fic where it's just a bunch of crossovers with movies/series such as:

Scream, Hannibal (series), Halloween, Friday the 13th, Carrie, IT, House of Wax, A Nightmare on Elm Street, The Boy, Bates Motel, American Psycho, The Lost Boys, Sinners, Pearl, Child's Play, Candyman, Black Christmas, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, My Bloody Valentine, Jeepers Creepers, Terrifier, Jennifer's Body, FNAF, The Burning, The Conjuring, American Horror Story, and maybe more when I think of any.

Of course, the character won't end up with too many people, but my list of romantic endgames include:

Billy and Stu, Hannibal and Will, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Pennywise, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Brahms Heelshire, Remmick, Patrick Bateman, Art the Clown, Billy Lenz, Thomas Hewitt, Tate Langdon, and Tom Hanniger.

As you probably have noticed, I didn't include every character. Freddy Krueger, to me, just isn't really interesting as a romantic interest, Chucky is a literal doll, and Bubba Sawyer reminds me of a child. I get Brahms can also remind me of a child, but he's not as bad as Bubba is mentally, in my opinion. The Lost Boys would just be too overwhelming. Freddy Fazbear and his friends are acrual robots possessed by children, so that'd be weird, Norman Bates isn't very attractive to me, and as for the women - this MC is gonna be straight unlike another fic I have planned where the MC will be bi. As for the rest, to simply explain, I see them as good background characters or potential antagonists, that's it.

And before you guys go, 'you'd bang the clowns over the others?' YES. Yes, I would.

I already have a certain vibe I want to go for, but I also want to capture stuff my readers would want to see. It would be great to get some help for a clearer picture of what I can write for this.

I used Pearl and the Hannibal series as inspiration for an aesthetic for the female main character that will be written. Just to be clear, she is not based on Hannibal or Pearl; she is just inspired by them:

So, as you can see, there is bloodstained grassland, indicating she is in a rural area. I was thinking that I definitely want her to live in a trailer (caravan) with her mentally ill mother - which indicates a very strained relationship. So their small living space is located maybe on the outskirts of town? There is a run down barn in one of the photos and a very tall power line tower, so I was thinking that it character also likes to explore these barren and abandoned places in the area to get away.

As inspiration from Pearl, I took an image of a hatchet as a reference to maybe the character's murder weapon? Who she is murdering, I still am unclear. Obviously, the mother is likely to die soon, but I don't want to be too clichè and have her die immediately. Then, inspired by Hannibal, I took occult images of a girl in a veil with deer horns. I know the images are from Yellowjacket's, but just ignore that fact for the fic's sake.

I was maybe thinking that when the character was young, her mother was involved in some sort of cult, and they did a ritual when she was pregnant? It affected the main character somehow, which bloomed later in her life, thus the basic plot.

But I'm missing so many ideas.

For example: what is the cult, why did they do the ritual, how did it affect the main character, was the ritual consensual, how will the slashers be involved, what are some plot ideas, etc.

While I do have some backstory already laid out, I already have writer's block for the story's present plot, sub plots, and have absolutely no idea what to do after.

Anyway, here are some plot points for some basic information that is included, I just need help filling in the blanks:

A female original character who lives in a cramped trailer on the outskirts of town with her single, mentally ill mother who is emotionally detached. They have a strained relationship.

Works in the video (DVD) store alongside Randy from Scream. She and her mother are obviously poor if they live in a trailer, so it's a requirement that she works.

The MC's hobbies include exploring the rural land around her and its abandoned buildings. She also frequents in town (Woodsboro) often since she goes to high school there.

MC doesn't know her mother was in a cult before she was born, and she has no idea about this "ritual".

Eventually, he does commit a series of crimes later down the track, but the nature and intensity of these crimes are unclear.

Will become some sort of weird polygamous mix up based on some sort of alternate soulmate arrangement (maybe something through what the MC is via the ritual?)

If you want to help me straighten this story idea up, that would be great! I am looking mainly for scene ideas and plot ideas, but backstory adjustments and romance scene ideas are also very much welcome! Anything really helps.

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[duckyhowls]

AO3 Fanfiction Masterlist

A collection of written or upcoming stories by me, all of them dedicated to their own love interests and setting, and organised via category of designated fandom that includes:

The Vampire Diaries, Twilight, Marvel, DC (including Gotham TV series), Vikings, Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, Stranger Things, Supernatural, Slashers, The Wizarding World, Gladiator, Star Wars, and more!

The Vampire Diaries Universe

• THE EMPIRICAL WONDERLING

Arwen Steele was pretty much someone who didn’t really understand ‘The Vampire Diaries’ television show, but she watched it all anyway. She knew some names and where they were, but Arwen was never sure what exactly was going on; either the show was all over the place, or she just wasn’t paying that much attention. Now, in her current predicament, she really wished she had. (DAMON & STEFAN / REALITY TRAVELLER! OC)

• THY GRACE

Jaheira White is a girl who was used to running. She and her twin had run away from the Gemini Coven long ago so that they weren't forced to participate in the Merging Ritual after the tragic incident, which involved her murderous older brother, Malakai And when the twins went their own separate ways, Jaheira (Parker) White was taken in by Father Kieran, a priest from New Orleans who spoke for St. Anne's Church in the French Quarter, where Jaheira poses as a nun. But trouble only continues to find her, this time in the form of soulmates. (ELIJAH, KLAUS & KOL POLY / WITCH!OC)

Twilight

• CRIMSON MOONSET

River, a renowned puma shifter and healer of the Mercian Clan, never had the most ideal life, but it was one she loved. So when she is left exiled after a tragedy and forced to flee the territory as a rogue, her entire world just seemed to collapse all around her. Fate seems to only change when she discovers a girl unconscious in the woods. (VOLTURI KINGS POLY / PUMA SHIFTER! OC)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

• THE VAMPIRE AMARA

Amara Quill was only twenty when her life changed forever. She was a high school graduate who had come to the States from Australia to celebrate with friends. However, things took a dark turn one night when she left the hotel to buy snacks from a nearby gas station but never came back. Years later, she finds herself as one of the earths mightiest heroes. (AVENGERS POLY / VAMPIRE!OC)

Fandom Crossover

• ETHEREAL (GAME OF THRONES/VIKINGS)

In the great City of Pentos, inside of the Magister's extravagant mansion, there was a young princess who barely remembered her home across the Narrow Sea, faintly recalling the lunches with her mother in the royal gardens, the screaming of men, and the smell of melting flesh... Now she is a slave to foreign men who travel churning seas and devote themselves to a one-eyed god. (IVAR THE BONELESS / TARGARYEN!OC)

• TWELVE WINTERS (SLASHERS+)

Some try to run from their past. Others attempt to chain it up. Alba never knew hers. Not truly. All she knew was that she never fit in - not at school, not at work, and not even in her own skin. Life was cold, and family was only colder. But soon, Alba's body begins to change. It craves blood. Her mind fractures. Hunger lives in her very bones. Surrounded by town murders and hunted down by a cult that claims her as their chosen, Alba does everything she can to survive it all. (SLASHERS / OC)

Note that this masterlist is constantly being updated due to further creations of upcoming fics. Also note that updates may be slow since this is an unscheduled hobby, not a chore. Thanks for reading! ♡

I do not give permission for people to translate, copywrite, or claim my work as their own. I also do not have any claim to any original ideas in each fandom. All my ideas, characters and plots are my own.

[duckyhowls]

House of the Dragon

🤗 FANFICTION CLICHÈ'S AND IRRITANTS 🤗

Here are the top clichè things in a typical House of the Dragon fanfiction. These are personally clichès that irritate me the most. A majority of these tropes and trysts appear in around 98% of HOTD stories out there. And since you all always typically make the character a female, that's how I will be addressing them in these clichès.

(1) Being the child of Rhaenyra, Alicent, or Daemon.

Just three characters, but the probability of at least one of them being your characters parent is around 87%. Don't get me wrong, this doesn't bother me all that much, but come on guys, give us readers SOME originality!

(2) Being a secret love child, typically of one of these men: Daemon, Cole, or Harwin.

Guys, this was cool back when season 1 first premiered. Now it just makes fanfiction repetitive. Like, the plot twists are just not hitting the spot anymore.

(3) Being one of Rhaenyra's "strong bastards"

This is so typical. If you are Jace's twin you earn extra cliche points. ESPECIALLY when it turns into a plot twist of not actually being Harwin's child and you're either Daemon's or you are Laenor's only true born. Like, come up with new ideas or just scrap it, on god.

(4) Becoming the dragon rider to either: Vermithor, The Cannibal, Grey Ghost or Seasmoke.

I know this is a big one. Personally, I've seen way more Vermithor than Cannibal ones, but I'd say it's an easy 50/50. Other times it's Grey Ghost, which is just utterly boring in my opinion (mostly because yall forget you have dragons half the time until it's important), or it's Seasmoke after Laenor "dies". Like, why can't you do something creative and maybe just claim an already existing dragon after a characters untimely demise? Every time someone makes their character claim Vermithor, I roll my eyes. Like, we get it, you want a big ass dragon.

(5) Laenor is a good, attentive father.

But only to the character for some reason, and dotes on her, but not the boys? Wake up, he's a cool guy but a pretty lowsy family man. He loved the boys, but he loved freedom more. He just wasn't built for that kind of life.

(6) Viserys just exists to be chronically dying background character.

Where is the interaction with anyone other than copying down already existing scenes? If you write a fic for example and claim he "adores" his grandchild via Rhaenyra (let's assume you are), then why is he just there and having zero interaction? Where is the bonding that backs up the fact he adores said character? Also, this guy was a very significant character in the entire show/book, and you guys just let him die in the background, like...

(7) Having your character have a Daenerys based complex.

For example, you give her more than one dragon. You USE Daenerys as a face claim (I can't stress enough how unoriginal this all is), and some fics even copy her quotes and the fact she can speak Dothraki. Then you give a BS excuse as to how she knows the language. So uncreative it's basically copywrite. It's even worse when you use Drogon as your dragon. You know, there is one fic I found through tiktok where the OC's name was DAENERYS, and her dragon was named DROGON. Like, grow up. Its obsessed fans like you make her character unlikeable. Stop it. It's cringe. Stop trying to be her.

(8) STOP USING CIRI FACE CLAIM ON FUCKING GOD.

Omg, we get it, she has white hair 🧍🏼‍♀️😭 But ya'll she looks like an alien that took crystal meth. The actress is pretty but the costume design in the Witcher for her was lame as hell. Too many authors use her. You know how many goddamn tiktok slide shows I've seen of people promoting their crappy books with Ciri as their faceclaim? I immediately scroll. Its almost as bad as Daenerys.

(9) Owning Dark Sister without actually having your character EARN the blade.

It just is either gifted to her for absolutely zero reason or she just has it in general. Like, how many times do I have to read about the sword being gifted to her by Daemon?! If you want the sword so bad, make your character go through obstacles throughout the story and EARN it. Its just lazy writing.

(10) Having absolutely zero interaction or connection with people outside of nobility/royalty.

Examples being the common folk (blacksmith, bakers, whores, etc), merchants, foreigners, soldiers, maids/servants, slaves, witches, humanoid creatures, the free folk, sailors, travellers, bards, theatre people, etc. I never see friendships or any sort of actual interaction outside of royal characters, and barely interaction with other lesser important Houses such as Redwyne, Manderly, etc. Its always just made up characters from House Stark or House Martell or something like typical like that. You guys barely write any outsider interaction - and brothel visits barely count! Where are the relationships outside of the castle walls?!

(11) Forgetting that the character has a dragon (if she has one, which is most likely a yes, don't lie)

You guys always forget you have a dragon and a close bond with said dragon. This is in EVERY SINGLE FANFIC. Make sure to write scenes here and there of your character spending time with the dragon. Its also good details if maybe your character talks about their dragon often like the way you losers would dote and yap about your cats and lizards or something emo like that. STOP FORGETTING YOUR DRAGON!

(12) Coming up with the crappiest and most non thought through Valyrian sounding names for characters AND dragons.

Examples of crappy names I've seen are: Daellya, Caellayna, Jaenarya, and Daenyares (again, stop trying to be Daenerys). Stop. They're shit. They're poorly thought through. Come up with something that sounds pronounceable and not an absolute tongue twister. It's not clever or cool. It's stupid and lazy. Dragon names that are stupid include: Haelyx, Onyxys, and sometimes even Valyrian names that are FOR PEOPLE. These names just sound so lazy and emo. Think of something that readers would remember, look back on, and not visibly cringe. I've seen someone name their dragons things like Daeron and Maegor before and I knew then I had to quit reading for the day.

(13) Forcing all the characters to like the reader.

Bro, come on, its so unrealistic. I saw a tiktok slideshow once of someone's fanfic. The caption said "everyone in love with my character" then proceeded to show every important person in the entire show. Mainly the hot ones. Newsflash! They're all hot. Like, stfu and let your character have enemies that aren't just Cole. Smh.

(14) Making the character a party girl in a medieval fantasy AU

Guys, this is a world where the only "rave" youre going to this weekend is a brothel orgy or a play in the streets that acts out political propaganda. Like, you ain't attending a Diddy party unless it's Larys' and we all know he doesn't have the funds or the legal right to throw a party at the Red Keep.

(15) Being Helaena's best friend, or being nice to her.

I love Helaena, but yall need to stop doting over her through your writing sometimes. Give it a break. She has her flaws too and I bet if ya'll knew her irl you'd be so awkward around her. I'm tired of pretending she isn't a complicated character.

(16) Helaena being written as an airhead or dumb vibes.

She's not an airhead she's just antisocial, amongst other things (towards family anyhow). Write her as unnattached, not a day dreamer. And also, even worse if you give her crappy riddles that sound like they're written by a 2 year old. Helaena has shown to be very aware and very smart.

(17) Normalising Cole, Otto, Daemon and Alicent hate.

We get it, their flaws outshine the good parts. But again, realism. Enough said.

(18) A stable boy romance phase.

Like bruh. Nobody asked for this. We get it, you like the Borgias, but nobody came to watch you smack lips with a dirty stable boy you just met and probably would forget about within 2 chapters. I wish I could say more, but its ALWAYS a stable boy.

(19) Aemond's "hmms".

Guys, he hummed probably 3 times throughout the show and you suddenly think it's a habit. Aemond is silent most of the time. He's a silent, calculative snake. I love him, but whenever I see you guys write "hm" I die a little inside. It's not a habit. Everyone makes that noise.

(20) Dragonstone and The Red Keep.

Why is it always a constant setting? Unless you're on dragonback or confronting Aemond at Storm's End, you're either at the castle in Kingslanding, or the one on Dragonstone! Like, you guys got so many other settings to take advantage of: the city, the beach, the Kingswood, small villages, other nobles castles, Essos, the mountain ranges, etc. Like its a fantasy world, come up with something even like secret hidden places or ruins and stuff.

Anyway, I am done yapping and being mad. If you guys have any other cliche things to add, I'd love to hear them in the comments. This also helps me avoid writing this stuff as a HOTD author.