Teaser for something I have planned, feel free to speculate!
TW: Gore mentions, graphic depictions of violence (kinda? better safe than sorry), horror scenarios, PTSD/Anxiety Attack/Flashbacks
I hope that covers everything lol
|| A figure stood in the doorway, outlined in the flickering light of the hall. His frame rattled, the traitorous kibble betraying the fear humming underneath his armor. The silhouette entered the room, just a step, though it felt like hundreds too many. It needed to leave. Go somewhere far, far away from him.
It spoke with indecipherable glyphs: broken, choppy, fragmented bits of speech that sounded nothing like words. It was hard to tell whether or not the noise he heard was from the silhouette in front of him or his own racing spark. They were blending together into a cacophonic mix of sound that pulsed harshly behind his optics, nearly causing a noise to rip from his throat.
His servo fumbled along the ground, reaching for something that he could grab- anything he could use to defend himself. Cold metal touched the tips of his digits and he grabbed it as fast as he could, never taking his sight from the figure stalking closer. Watching the shadowy outline move made his head spin.
Through his swimming vision, he saw the figure take another step…
[The room was dark, sinking in an abyssal muck that couldn’t be wiped away. Claws grappled him, pulling him in and trapping him there. He kicked and fought, but those hooked digits held tight and those glyphs fluttered by his audial while pins shot into his exposed cording]
and another…
[He screamed, screamed until his throat was raw. Why won’t anyone help? Why is he being ignored? Why did they leave him here with this monster...]
and another…
[He clawed at his throat, ripping at the loose cabling until he couldn’t feel his digits coated in his own gore. They left him there alone, they ignored his crying and now they’ll ignore it again, as they always would.]
Until his arm lashed out on instinct, straight upwards into those spotlights beaming down at him.
Then, in a flash of purple, silver and pink, his spark froze. ||
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so I got tagged in a thing...
In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
...by two of my beloved mutuals, @nymphoutofwater and @graythegreyt.
naturally my response was to write 1300 words in an hour so that I could have something nice and shiny to show the people of tumblr, and here we are.
"So I can wake up tomorrow and eat mud and make flowers." She says, crossing her arms.
"So that you can wake up tomorrow and eat mud and learn magic." He replies with an infuriating lilt that implies he's enjoying himself.
nice and... shiny...
extending my thanks to grey and noble for sharing their wonderful writing and inviting anyone who wishes to do the same! but also tagging a few mutuals. for fun.
@rook-of-the-woods @aspennntree @cowcowwow throw thine hats in the ring if you so choose <3
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Here would you guys like my self-ship content? You get self-ship content
And it’s of me and Astorrrrrr. We cuddle uwu
Also you know what?
@astorweek here lmao
I was gonna color this but it’s doubtful that I will anytime soon. Plus I just really wanna submit something. Maybe in the future I’ll color it ^^
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