#It's funny 'cause I start a lot of WIPs and then the next WIP will be inspired by a previous one and I'll just be sitting here like

[soyoursoulisgreen]

15 and 32

15. Do you prefer writing one-shots or multi-chapter fics?

I tend to prefer writing one-shots! I love to read multi-chapter fics, but I always get so worried that I'll lose motivation and just, never come back to it :') My first fic on AO3 is loosely a multi-chapter, in the sense that I've left it open to return to someday, but haven't had any interest to pick it back up in years lol. There's something very punchy about one-shots as well - I have a pretty solid split between short and long one-shots, but it's so satisfying when I Finally have a long one finished!

I also like making connected one-shots, or sequential one-shots, but letting them stand on their own so?

32. What’s a fic you’d love to write, but probably never will?

I think I had a Vargas fic idea at one point that I so badly wanted to read but didn't want to write, and made some concept sketches and an outline for and everything lol - something with the Jake/Edgar/Scriabin dynamic ♥ I do know that someone made a missing scene-fic about Scriabin and Jake's first interaction that I've been quietly making eyes at - next time I'm into Vargas for sure 👀

As for love to write, hm... Probably this overly-convoluted Osmosis Jones NTR fic that I've had in my back pocket for way too long honestly lol - ever since I learned about netorare they were my first and only choice but it's so all-hurt-no-comfort and kinda dark and sad and while it sounds really fun, the self-consciousness monster in the back of my head is like "Really? The White Blood Cell Movie? For that?" lol

[bucking-mustangs-with-wings]

buckxbucky Band/Punk AU

Bucky was so hungover it wasn't funny, the first day of the festival was all a blur of amazing fucking music and clashing bodies and alcohol, a lot of alcohol. His head felt like it was being jack-hammered from the inside and his brain was about to liquefy out of his ear-holes. "Curt, man, I love you, but I really wanna go back to the hotel, I feel like I'm gonna hurl and if I do it's gonna be all over you," he slurred, holding a hand up to try and shield his squinted eyes from the sun that seemed too bright at that moment. Curt's grip on the front of his tank top didn't budge as he pulled a half-blind Bucky through the mingling wall of bodies towards the stage, one of the bands just finishing up their set. Fuck, why did everything have to be so loud? "Too bad, Bucky. Not my fault you turned into a fish on the first night of the damn festival. I wanna watch this next band and I'm not gonna let you make me miss 'em." Bucky could only grumble as he was dragged along until they made it to the barriers, right up in front of the stage and as close as they could get to the music and the bands lined up to play. The current band was just finishing up, shouting their thanks and appreciation out to the crowd. The sound of the cheers and feedback from the speakers turned Bucky's stomach and made his head throb even harder, but he had promised Curt he'd go with him every day of the festival, especially when he saw how excited Curt was to see a certain band. He'd managed to weasel out of him that he'd developed a crush on the drummer, a guy called Ken Lemmons. Who was Bucky to deny his best friend from seeing the latest object of his obsession and affection? Bucky squinted up at the stage "What did you say these guys were called again?" "The B-17's" Curt repeated for what was probably the millionth time since they'd made it into the city. As if on queue, the giant screens at the back and sides of the stage changed to the band's name, B-17's lighting up in giant white graphics as music started blasting through the speakers. Bucky couldn't help the smile that Curt's enthusiastic whooping caused, but his smile faded slightly when he looked up onto the stage as the band started filtering out, five guys running out onto it to get to their positions. He felt his jaw go slack at the sight of the guy who grabbed the mic, piercing blue eyes that Bucky was actually close enough to see scanning out at the hundreds of people in the crowd, a blinding perfect smile splitting his face as a hand came up to brush unruly dark blond hair out of his face. The guy looked like a fucking angel. Tattoos peaked out slightly from the sleeves of a blue overshirt. Bucky couldn't hear a damn word that was being said as the guy started speaking to the crowd, grin never wavering. "See something you like there, Bucky?" Curt teased knowingly from beside him. He didn't have to look at his friend to see the playful smirk that was on his best friend's face. When the guy started singing though, a deep and absolutely perfect voice projecting from the giant speakers on either side of the stage, all Bucky could think was Ohhhhh fuck...

This is gonna go into my slowly growing WIP folder now, so get ready for me to absolutely brainrot over this now in between writing and contunuing Game of Survival (it will be continued, so don't stress, it's my first baby, it's not being abandoned 😂😂)

BONUS the song that Buck would end up writing and performing on stage for Bucky in the future:

[pimento-playing-hopscotch]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tag, @heartstringsduet @sznofthesticks @lemonlyman-dotcom 💝

This is from the next chapter of my TK and Sophie fic -

2011 -

“I’m serious, babes”. Gwyn said as she eyed her children. “Everyone at this table has been suspended enough for one school year. I’m not even talking about the whole week; I would love it to get through the day without the school calling that I have to pick someone up”.

“Mom, I get it,” TK said, guilt settling in his gut like a brick. Made out of lead. “Nothing’s going to happen. I’ll be fine”.

“Really?” his mother asked skeptically. “What are you going to do if you see Carson?”

TK shrugged. “His parents told him they don’t want him talking to me. He probably won’t try”.

“He approached your sister,” Gwyn reminded him. “Assume he does”.

TK started peeling off one of his nails. “Tell him I have to focus on school stuff, cause I missed so much”.

“And if his brother says anything to you?” Gwyn pressed.

“Try to be near the stairs if that happens,” Sophie interjected. “Then, one good push and…”

“Sophie, that isn’t funny”. Gwyn sighed. TK disagreed with that, but knew better than to say it.

“Or,” Sophie added, “you text me, I can come crouch behind him, and if he backs up, then he will fall, and maybe hit his stupid head on something”.

“I like that plan”. TK nodded in agreement. “Mom, I don’t want to talk to Duncan either,” he added when he saw his mom’s face. “I just want to get through this last month and get junior year over with. Promise”. His mom looked like she had more to say, but TK’s phone started ringing in his pocket.

“It’s Dad,” he said, opening his phone. “Hi, Dad?”

“Make it quick,” Gwyn said as he got up from the table. “We’ve got to leave soon, TK”.

“I know,” TK called over his shoulder. “What’s up?” he said into his phone. “Are you at work now?”

“Hey, kiddo,” Owen said. “I am, we just got back from a call. And I won’t keep you, but I knew this is your first day back at school and wanted to see how you were doing”.

“I’m fine”. TK said, looking down at his nails. If he kept going, he could probably tear this nail clean off. “I just want it to be June already. I’m ready for junior year to be over with”.

“I think we all are, bud,” his dad said softly. “So TK… are you nervous?”

TK rolled his eyes, but bit back a smile. Secretly, he was glad his dad wouldn’t let this bit die. “Yes”.

“First time?” Owen asked.

“No”. TK chuckled. “I’ve been nervous lots of times”.

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[yournaothings]

I have a lot of wip, more for myself that I'll probably, most likely never share. But, I was thinking of all the little fics and stories I've been writing.

Undertale, my favorite Sans is Reaper. Yet, I haven't written anything for him. I have an idea for Reaper, but it involves Geno and Goth.

Basically, reader (totally a self insert by the way 👀) is roommates with Reaper and Geno. Simply because she needed a place to stay when she met Reaper. Of course he told her to move in before asking Geno.

Geno isn't happy about this, especially since Goth is about a year old now. Reaper letting a stranger in their home was reckless, but Reaper promised that reader was safe.

Reader moves in, she doesn't own a lot of stuff, so it's easy and mostly stress free. She has a decent job, getting paid minimum wage. She buys her own food and once in a while will cook for Reaper and Geno. (This doesn't happen until after Geno warms up to her.)

Eventually, Reader agrees to babysit Goth. Here is where it gets messy. With more free time, Geno is able to do more and have more time alone (without Reaper around too, lol.) but, Goth starts loving on reader; because she sings to him a lot. So, Goth recognizes her voice and will want her.

Example; Reader wakes in the middle of the night to hear Goth crying. She goes in to check on him; after she cares for him and warms him up something to eat, she lays on the sofa in the living room while cradling him. They fall asleep there.

Geno wakes in the early morning- the sun isn't up yet. He panics and wakes Reaper. "Goth is missing!"

Reaper isn't too concerned, but he does get up and help Geno search for Goth. He could have climbed out of his crib- after all, he was an adventurous little guy.

Geno rushes into the living and sees Reader cradling a snoozing Goth, while she sleeps. He's well protected, positioned to where when he moves or tries to escape, she'll wake up.

Reaper awes, and is quick to snap a picture cause it's so cute!

Geno is /pissed/ but doesn't voice it- his face sure does show it though. Reaper is not bothered. Geno gently removes Goth from reader which startles reader awake. Geno walks away while Reaper calms the reader's worries.

Days go by, reader notices that Geno is giving her the cold shoulder and isn't allowing her to help with Goth unless Reaper has Goth.

And of course, this makes Reader upset. She goes to Reaper about it. "Is Geno angry with me?"

"of course! He's just been busy with other things-"

"Geno acts like I'm going to steal Goth, Reaper. Did I... Overstep?"

"no, of course not. Don't worry about it, I'll talk with him. He's not angry."

Reader isn't convinced, but is left to let it go for now. Until she over hears Reaper and Geno talking about the issue.

"Of course I'm angry! Goth is /my/ child! I'm the parent! She doesn't need to worry about caring for Goth."

Reaper isn't upset and only grins. "She just wanted to help. Don't be angry, just let her know when you need help-"

"I don't need it."

"....you're jealous that Goth has been wanting to spend more time with reader, aren't you?" Reaper finds this funny and tells Geno this. It makes Geno more upset but Geno eventually promises to talk to reader.

Reader hears most of the conversation and walks away. She decides maybe it's best to move out. She's causing problems with Geno and she doesn't mean to. Last thing she needs to do is split the two up.

Reader leaves for work early the next morning, Geno isn't able to speak with her until she comes home. However, it comes to a surprise when she does come home that she tells Geno that she's found a new apartment.

"I can give my next month's payment before I leave."

"Wha- why are you leaving?"

Reader is uncomfortable with confrontation and starts to get nervous and twitchy, ready to run away if needed. (And trust me, in her head, it's needed.)

"... I think I have overstayed my welcome here. So, I figured I'd find somewhere else to live."

Geno is stunned, speechless. All the while, Goth is in his arms, cooing cutely between the adults. He has no idea the stress they're feeling.

"No- reader. You haven't-" He sighs and begins to apologize for his behavior. "I'm just don't want Goth getting hurt." While it's true, he didn't tell her /everything/.

Reader is tense, but soon relaxes. "I understand being protective. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions-"

She doesn't move out. From then on, her and Geno are on better terms and Reaper is ecstatic about it.

Then begins the love interests.

I know this is pretty messy, this is kinda how I get my plots put down before writing. 😅 Anyway, if anyone is interested in seeing more of this story, let me know.

Fun fact, by the way. My intentions when beginning stories is writing for she/her but I always end up with "they". Which is weird cause I never used to write like that. But, in the end, it makes me happy cause then /everyone/ is able to enjoy. I hope, anyway.

[chaotic-orphan]

Found fictional story/novel

So... I have found a fictional novel that I wrote over the last ten years that I had completely forgotten about, and then, once I found it again, I realised there is so much of it - like 90,000 words much of it - and it is a lot to comb through and I kind of shut down mentally when I found it but I am working more now on updates for the WIPS I have on Tumblr!

So you can Expect updates soon in:

Delirious Villain x hero caretaker,

Heroic betrayal,

Intoxicating fear (updates every Saturday) (from now) :)

Vendetta,

and, A Benignant Mischief

which are all started in the drafts!

Updates continued under cut

(*not necessary* to read as it is mostly rambles and ranting about the novel I found (and others), but I want to share some fun revelations I found while skimming it)

There are some whumpy scenes from the novel that I may post as I find them, cause some of them are very whumpy, and I enjoyed reading them~

The plot has a lot of male characters which is both interesting and annoying— interesting because I love the two brothers dynamic, even not even blood related, like two brothers joined together by fate, blood, prophecy etc. Annoying because it’s obvious that I looked at the media I was surrounded with and was like “nobody wants to read about women, if they did, there would be more women centric things” so I’ll write about boys!

Point 2 Contd. (Rant!) Obviously discounting the genre of YA dystopian fiction which was great, and populated by mainly female protagonists, and which I enjoyed, but then, were shit on by the mainstream media because GIRLS CAN’T FIGHT? Girls can’t be the main driving force of a novel? Girls suck, boo girls, unless they’re tom boys or men. Ahem, thank you for your input on teenage girl’s book choices FORTY YEAR OLD WHITE MEN :D WHERE WOULD WE BE WITHOUT YOU

Part 2+3 contd. (the brightside!) However, the good thing about this is that I can populate the rest of the novel with strong female characters! There are a few dotted through who i dote on a bit, I love them, like come here my little beautiful minority <3

The plot centers around two brothers who get torn apart when outlaw's raid in their coastal village - actually, my newest Medieval WIP was inspired by the novel!! Same setting/vibe (as in the coastal village) so very fun

This to say that actually I think the new Medieval WIP is my brain trying to flesh the world out more and see what the average people would do in the world… but it’s a story in its own right too!

There are magic, gods, good gods and bad gods ofc, ancients, bloodlines, descendants, royalty, soldiers, outlaws, magic schools, political intrigue - like it is a mix of everything I have loved over the years which is so funny to see because clearly I haven't changed...

The dialogue?!?!? I don't think I have written like that ever, but the dialogue is so much better than the dialogue I write today and idk why? Maybe because I wrote it off a sudden throng of inspiration or something? But, fuck, how do I write like that again? I mean, without editing, because the amount of editing I had to do to make the novel READABLE wasn't funny, it took so long... it's finished now though, just the editing, NOTHING else - give me strength, I need it

Also, realised that I hate editing - is it something new? Not really, but holy moly... editing sucks, but it also?? Improves the story and fluidity so much, I should start editing my pieces before I publish and come off as far more eloquent than I do

Planning... is also so difficult - 90% of the novel is like this:

Scene X: completed Me: ah, good, that scene is written, I can move on to the next one Me, still staring at Scene X: ...move on now My brain: but what if it happened like this? PROVIDES SEVEN DIFFERENT ALTERNATE ENDINGS TO THE SCENE THAT WEREN'T NECESSARY AND NOW I HAVE TO CUT SO MUCH CRAP BUT MY BRAIN'S STILL LIKE - BUT WHAT IF?

My brain's literally like the writer's brain from Hush, such a good movie... ANYWAYS!!!!

That's the end of all my ramblings for today, was this post necessary? No, but like, I clearly wanted to get it off my chest and vent so we live, laugh, love... I hope all your days are going well :3

~ Orphan,

(P.S. - I'm toying with the idea of dropping my nickname in the bio, or doing a whole overhaul of the blog - the name, the layout... get rid of orphan, or maybe just become "nickname_the orphan", or something. But, see orphans are just so whumpy though I love a good orphan story... thoughts, ideas, waste management? I'm just dunking all my overflow of thoughts on this update today, but sure, look, be grand — I’m truly sorry if you read this far, I am having an ✨episode✨)

[neon-draws-sometimes]

big killer chara’s code in soul deletion fic wip

authors note: this is still under constructions and some of the scenes aren’t really connected properly or have place holders [like this]. Keep that in mind lol. Also don’t read if you don’t want this fix spoiled ig??

anyways.

Summary [wip]: Core, who’s befriended Killer, discovers mysterious  edited code in him. Core investigates further and realizes this code is responsible for Killer accepting the deal with Chara, and decides to take the manner into their own hands.

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It was strange, the way Killer first became Killer.

He remembered standing there in the Justice Hall, will as strong as either. Prepared to face his death over and over.

He died.

He remembered.

That wasn’t normal at all, and for a moment, Sans considered giving up. But no. No amount of torture could make him work with them, become a disgusting killer.

“Fine. I’ll work with you.”

It came out of nowhere, just a few loops later. Sans covered his mouth in shock. It didn’t feel like he had said that.

Chara looked annoyed. Sans could tell they knew he wasn’t actually going to do it, even if he had technically said he would.

Then, a couple loops later, Sans seriously considered it. He was bored, agonizingly bored.

He looked at the kid’s face. They looked smug, like they knew what they had done had finally worked.

Sans felt this strange dissonance between his resolve to not work with that freak and his painful boredom. Something felt wrong, really wrong. Sans had never felt this before.

Sans walked up. And shook their hand.

***

Killer lay on the carpet, reflecting about his past. This was something he usually preferred to distract himself from, but recently Core Frisk had him thinking about it. They were talking a lot to him lately, trying to help him. It was a wasted effort of course, Killer couldn’t be helped. But still, they were determined to try and fix him.

Killer was annoyed at first by them, but it was nice to have someone to talk to honestly. Killer didn’t like to bother his Boss or coworkers with pointless stuff like this.

***

“Killer, I have something to tell you.”

He got that same strange feeling he had all those years ago with Chara, like something was off.

“There’s… there’s something in your code that shouldn’t be there. I’m removing it.”

“That isn’t funny.”

“…”

“Kid…?”

“Sorry Sans, this is for your own good,” They said earnestly, moving their hand like they were pressing a floating object only they could see.

Killer tried to tell them to stop, but it was too late. His soul seized, and with a painful feeling, began to warp into a heart shape, becoming lighter in color as it went.

Killer screamed, half in shock and half in pain, and collapsed to his knees. His vision blacked out.

***

Killer woke up in his room in the castle, tightly griping the sheets. Beside the bed, Nightmare and Core Frisk argued.

“I’m helping him!” 

“You cannot just alter a persons soul like that!” Nightmare retorted. “You didn’t even ask his permission, did you?”

“I didn’t alter his soul, I just deleted the foreign code in him!”

“…which caused his soul to change.”

“Indirectly!”

Killer moaned and tried to sit up. Immediately both parties stopped their argument and surrounded him.

“Killer, are you alright?” Nightmare crouched down next to Killer’s face.

“You feeling alright now, buddy?” Core looked hopeful to Killer, probably thinking the pain was just a temporary side effect. 

… it definitely wasn’t. His chest still stung and he felt his black tears emptying from his sockets at a rapid pace, quicker than they ever normally had.

Nightmare stood up and left the room, presumably to get a towel.

Killer looked at Core Frisk. Core Frisk looked at Killer. They continued their impromptu staring match until Nightmare came back, setting a towel on Killer’s lap.

Killer started to sweat.

Core Frisk and Nightmare were shouting again, probably starting their argument over, but Killer could barely hear them over the feeling of wrong in his gut.

Killer began to heave.

***

“H-huh?”

Alphys was still half asleep. She sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes.

“His soul. I think there’s something wrong with it.”

“I-oh, sorry. I’m sorry. Is it-“

“Get over here. Now.”

Alphys felt a cold chill down her spine hearing those growled words. She tried to remind herself Nightmare was probably just afraid for Killer, but she couldn’t shake her anxieties completely. 

She quickly pulled on her lab uniform and bolted through the portal. 

.—-

Alphys held her modified stethoscope to Killer’s soul, trying to focus despite the frantic whispers of the Frisk variant and Nightmare.

She heard something strange, like a churning sound. Alphys thought of the liquid pouring faster than she ever remembered from his face and his heaving and coughing and had a realization. [lalala wip]

“Uh, ahem. I think I know what’s wrong.”

[they don’t hear.]

“G-guys?”

[too busy arguing, getting nowhere]

“Hey!”

[still no.]

“HES PREGANANT !!11! [ican’t resist I need to make this joke.]

They both stared at her, mouths agape. Killer also looks mildly concerned, like he might’ve believed it.

“J-just getting your attention, haha. Sorry. Um. He’s fine, it just seems like his soul is expelling all this… what was it?”

“Corrupted determination.”

“A-ah. Right. And it’s weird, because his soul seemed fine with it before… but, u-um. Now he’s. Expelling it, via increased flow from his facial offices. His soul is kinda. Throwing up. It’s pushing up all the, um, liquid, a-and. Well,” She stopped herself there, not having thought of how to actually end the sentence. 

“So, he is going to be fine?” Nightmare asked quickly.

“Y-yup. He should be totally fine,” She quickly added, “But, I’ve. N-never seen something like this so. If he does anything weird call me I guess?!”

—-

Nightmare gets worried and calls the outcode scientist alphys. She’s like he’s fine physically his body is just expelling the toxic substance.

—-

——

“So it wasn’t my fault,” he mumbled. “[], it wasn’t my fault?”

____

Ok so killers only hobby other than being annoying was killing people. He legit has a giant gap in his life. Bro needs a hobby

“…you sure have a lot of free time now that yer not killin’ people n all.” -horror

Everyone glares at him

“what? S’ true.”

[mooblesandsoups]

Songs like sunlight

An mcyt battle of the bands au

Some people really like my snowbugs WIP and now I'm using it as an excuse to talk about my au because I like this au. (Btw feel free to ask questions about the au please I'll love to talk more about it)

CW: the entire entertainment industry, implied workplace abuse and talks about disabilities

World building/plot

SLS or The battle of the bands au is a secret life au that takes place in a dystopian world aesthetically based on ideas like cyberpunk and solarpunk.

After all of earth's greenery was almost destroyed as caused by the industrial revolution people turned to music and other arts to not only cope but to separate more from the technology that was destroying the earth.

Centuries later earth us flourishing with greenery (however their water supply is definitely not better) everywhere you walk you see everything from people on scooters to bikes to street artist showcasing their work to anyone who'll listen, of course nothing can be perfect and Companies have used the rising growth of music to its benefit.

The biggest music company in the world is Watchers Inc. A music company that has been booming since the introduction of their latest singer a masked singer only known as X by fans as well as controversies with former members... However this mysterious singer isn't their reason for popularity oh no it's how they choose their next talents.

Every decade Watchers Inc. Hosts a battles of the bands competition, choosing a selection of popular indie artist to compete for a prize, with the winner being offered a spot as a talent for Watchers Inc. Alongside their prize.

This year is particularly special with the introduction.. And reintroduction of some familiar faces now battling to win a grand prize, which band will come out on top? What secrets will be revealed? What kind of relationship will bloom? And which will have their failures and personal lives broadcasted live in front of millions.

Bands

As mentioned previously this au is secret life based as that was what was currently out when I first started this au do of course I enjoyed playing around with dynamics and how they all started theirs bands/careers.

Gem & The Scott's- indie/alternative music (can't explain but think of black sheep by metric. That. Specifically the one in Scott Pilgrim)

Starting off with gem and the Scott's, gem and impulse met each other because of a family friend leading to their eventual friendship. Soon enough gem had an idea, let's male a band. Both gem and impulse had a fascination for music considering it's how they became friends, so it just felt right in gems eyes. However they needed one more member and luckily she knows exactly who to ask.

Next thing Scott knows as he's relaxing at a bar enjoying his break from music when a random ginger woman runs up to him and ask to join her emo band. And he said yes for some reason so I guess it worked.

Mounders- folklore music

The mounders were founded by pearl a few months after her band's contract was terminated by Watchers Inc. So she decided to start fresh and gather some of her friends to set up a proper band.

Due to Pearl's previous success it wasn't too difficult getting back into business with some assistance from her bandmates and suddenly everything is good again.

The Roomies- pop? (Maybe? Like Oliva Rodrigo kinda pop not finalized)

The roomies aren't technically an official band Grian is considered a independence artist by many and switches around bandmates a lot because of his contract with Watchers Inc. However he trusts etho and Cleo the most and preforms with them as much as he can because they treat him like an actual person.

The heart foundation- Jazz (Dont ask me details I don listen to jazz music)

Couple of dudes work at a bar and play jazz music. I don't know what else you want they're just silly guys with a bit of PTSD

Big dogs- rap (because its funny)

Jimmy and Martyn were both in the acting business for awhile which is how they met. Jimmy has been and actor since childhood and Martyn only started during adulthood while doing music on the side. Soon enough Jimmy ends up ranting to Martyn about acting and how he's tired of it after doing it for so long so Martyn asks if he wants to become a musician with him and Jimmy agrees then the big dogs were born.

Scar & Lizzie- Lizzie is pop (but like theater kid pop if that makes sense) and scar is yet to be decided (maybe country?)

Lizzie and Scar are both individual performers both choosen through a popularity vote by the fans and watcher staff.

Extra fun stuff

This was mentioned in the WIP above but Scott is legally blind, however he was not born blind. He basically got the bad genetics in his family and eventually starts going blind over time. Its really not too important to the plot (besides some backstory stuff and self esteem issues) but it's an interesting detail that I'm doing lots of research to get right.

Lizzie and Joel are married in this au! I'm only bringing this up because my friend came up with a funny idea that Lizzie was unarguably the more popular of the two but Joel bragged about his popularity more.

Skizz owns the bar the heart foundation works at the boys typically do seperate performances and performances together while also helping around the bar itself however Skizz is known to hire small bands to preform as well.

The setting SLS takes place in is as mentioned very green but there are spaces around dedicated to paintings and art in general, like cleared up spaces dedicated to graffiti or street artists having their own spot to work.

Almost everyone in this world is a hybrid of sorts, I try to have fun using lesser used hybrid headcanons but some are just a bit basic. Is there lore reasons they're hybrids? No I just think it's cool.

Since this is a secret life au all the winners of the previous games are Grian, Scott and Pearl (they won together), and Martyn. Grian, Scott and Pearl had all taken the offers to join Watchers Inc. But only Grian remains meanwhile Martyn stayed independent and just took his prize and left.

On the topic of the winners it should be mentioned that all the winners do know each other in some way, Grian is cousins with Pearl and therefore knew Scott by association, Pearl and Scott are former band mates but are still close, Martyn and Scott are friends from highschool so pearl knows him by association, Grian met Martyn at a bar an became friends.

And that's all yall getting for now!

[welcometololaland]

Hi, how many WIPs are you currently working on? Would you like to tell more about it?

hello anon 💜 first up, i noticed you sent this to a few people and i just want to say thank you on behalf of everyone for getting behind writers and asking about their projects! that's really sweet of you and i know most people love talking about their writing so i'm sure you made a lot of people happy with this initiative :) using the anon function for good!

storytime but i have really been struggling with writing the last couple of months, mostly because i've been crazy busy with work (actually performing weirdly well but fuck capitalism) and social stuff. it's finally starting to quiet down - i think next weekend is the first weekend with free time since christmas, so i'm super keen to just...chill. maybe then i can actually work on writing!

as for wips...i have many but only a couple i'm actively working on right now.

Eurotrip (aka. When in Rome) - RWRB. i really wanted to finish this before may, but it's going super slow. I'm currently writing chapter 8 or 17, and my aim is to write at least 10 (but probably more like 14) chapters prior to posting. i'm really proud of myself for not giving up on this one because it's a mammoth and i started writing it in...2021 :/ but there's still a long way to go. i have art by @stardisnight to go with it, so that gives me precious motivation. also, the timeline of this fic vaguely resembles a lone star season right now so i need to work that out before i post.

Call Me (By My Name) - Lone Star. a co-write with @rmd-writes, it's just chugging along but as per usual we put no expectations on ourselves so there is no real timeline for completion.

10 Things I Hate About You AU (aka. Not Now But Soon) - Lone Star. i keep thinking about this and not writing it, but every now and then i get a strike of inspiration and go back and add to the doc. i actually DNF'd this ages ago, but i keep going back to it, so hopefully it gets done before the new season airs.

The Ring In 2.0 - Lone Star. calling this a wip because technically i have about 3k in the doc, but i swore myself off starting this before eurotrip is finished. i'm chomping at the bit though, the original ring-in was one of the easiest fics for me to write because it's so silly and fun and the chat with @dustratcentral is everything to me.

A Random Idea I Got From A Writing Prompt and I Pitched to @celeritas2997 - Lone Star. okay. hear me out. it could be short. 10k MAX. i have time for this. i promise. it's an austin au with a super stupid premise and i just. think. it. would. be. funny!!!! let me live. take me back to the ring in days where i didn't have any expectations of myself.

(other projects currently on the back-burner until inspiration rears her beautiful head again - product placement (tiktok 2.0 - LS), crossover, reddit au (LS), cause of action (TGM)).

thank you for asking 💜 and yeah, i take requests on any of these so tell me what you think everyone and don't hold back lmao

[overtheimaginationwall]

Favorite boss(es) in No Straight Roads?

Least favorite?

(Sincere apologies. I've been holding this one for more than a year in my box, so I hope you don't mind a really late reply ^^")

(Also Happy 3rd Anniversary, NSR!! 🎉)

I will tell ya honestly - they all are my favourites!

Tho if to be more specific I decided to set them up by TOP.

1. Sayu

Oh Sayu, my beloved <3

The Best Virtual Idol and The Reason I bought this game in the first place!

Her music and style of battle was the most fun and dancy! I still vibe to it to this day-

Sooo many references to Internet Culture and Digital Art fills my heart with warmth and gives me determination just like her song itself as well!

Funny Useless Fact: She is the only boss I've beaten on Rank B on my first blind playthrough!

2. DK West

He's OUR MAN, He's THE BEST!

My second favorite and at the same time the hardest for me to beat.

I personally didn't adore RAP genre at first and never seen anyone preform it as an actual entertaining battle until he showed up...

HOLLY MOLLY DESPITE ME BREAKING MY THUMBS WHILE GOING THROUGH THE PAINFUL DODGE GAME - HIM AND ZUKE RAPPING FELT LIKE I'M WATCHING DISNEY-

LIKE-

I STILL HAVE IDEA IN MY HEAD TO MAKE A SORT OF ANIMATIC WITH "FIRST ENCOUNTER" ALONE!!

Anyway, despite damaged fingers - 10/10, would fight again!

Funny Useless Fact: When I was drawing him for the first time I listened to his theme on loop for 4 days straight in order not to get myself distracted or lose motivation, so I finish the piece.

3. Yinu

Oh, sweet child...

I love Yinu and her theme lots even if I'm not that big of a fan of Classical Music. And her backstory...Gosh! It made me cry a lot.

And I'm still feel ashamed of breaking the piano ;;-;;

Love the pace of how music goes with the fight and it feels even better when you get into actual rhythm. There were issues that gladly wore off thanks to practice and fighting this boss over and over.

Tho those slamming cords haunt me whenever I listen to the song off-battle-

Funny Useless Fact: I didn't like her Mother at first but when I read more about her and relationship with Yinu my opinion completely changed. And this is why I would nominate No Straight Roads for The Best Storytelling and Character Design.

4. EVE

Two-faced, tall woman.

Used to be one of my favorites but due to some circumstances I can't look at her the same way I used to but I still adore her as a boss!

I honestly love her style of the fight and music that changes depending on who you play.

Tho fighting her is literally like eating a lemon but eventually you kinda just accept your fate and roll with weird artistic antics happening around you.

And EVE herself as a character is so fascinating. Like this is the moment where I started to see that these aren't just bosses, they are actually characters that tie this little but complex story together bit by bit. And this is why I would nominate No Straight Roads for The Best Storytelling and Character Design AGAIN!

Funny Useless Fact: EVE was supposed to be a next character to have a complete and detailed art of but due to my forgetfulness, difficulties with her design (and many other things) - it was never finished but I hope to get that dusty sketch out of WIP folder someday.

5. Tatiana

The Bitch. The Boss.

I don't really like her music and rhythm but I can forgive that since it is kind of fitting for conflict between her and the BBJ.

She tries to hide her true image throughout the story and the fight but ultimately crumbles cause escaping from the past isn't the best option to improve.

I love her design and personality and I wish there were more villains like her. Strict, simple, stoic and yet well-written.

Funny Useless Fact: I've never drawn Tatiana until NSR announced their release on Steam with addition of Fanat Graffiti Contest that I certainly didn't want to miss out on. It was difficult but I did it and ngl, I am still proud of the results.

6. DJ Subatomic Supernova & 1010/Neon J

I can't really say anything much about both of them. Sorry, guys...

Their designs and personalities are fun and well-made but due to one of them being the first you fight as "tutorial" and the other appears only at the end of a fight. (1010 band doesn't count as an actual boss to me more like a part of it) They didn't struck me much as the others did...

I will say this thou: their backstories are interesting. One is an academy astrology teacher with a goal of achieving the stars and other is a war veteran who just wanted everyone to live in peace and he himself despite everything never stopped his passion for doll-making and making people happy.

Just simply, beautiful...

Cool Science Fact: Their VAs are GOLD!

[artsybun]

Hi! Where can I read your fics? I'm super interested in your leosagi stuff!

Hello, Hello!! I’m so happy your interested! And thank you for all the love btw! I wanted to find a way say thx for all those reblogs I saw earlier so this is really funny!

As for my LeoSagi fic… it’s currently in a wip rn, so I haven’t posted it yet. I’m working hard on it tho! I’m spending a lot of time crafting it the way that I’d like. Atm, I’ve written about 40k? words, but im still heavily editing and figuring things out. This story has been tumbling in my brain for a while so it’s incredibly dear to me, and I’m taking my time with it. Once I start posting, I plan on mentioning something on this acc and linking my ao3 as well!

However! I CAN post a tiny sneak peak for yourself and anyone else who’s curious. I’ll put it under the cut.

Neither were expecting someone to be in their way.

The stranger comes crashing into Usagi’s chest, knocking the wind out of him—Spirits, what is this creature’s back made of?—and causing both individuals to slam into the floor. Usagi makes sure to take the brunt of it though. After all, he has a duty—destiny—he must uphold in defending and caring for others.

An, ‘oof’, sounds from the pair before the stranger shakes their head and pats the body below them hesitantly.

Usagi’s brow furrows—does this creature not know the term, ‘keep your hands to yourself?’—but he simply clears his throat to get their attention.

The stranger startles at the unfamiliar voice and spins around too quickly. Their hands slip, landing on each side of Usagi's head, and he is confronted by the stranger's face mere inches away from his own. He silently counts his blessings that their faces didn’t slam together next. Usagi’s not sure he’d survive that kind of embarrassment with all these customers around.

Unwillingly, Usagi’s fur fluffs around ruby red eyes as he stares into golden orbs decorated by a blue mask—Oh. He didn’t know there were kappa in this universe…

His mind begins to race through thousands of facts regarding this species of yokai and their particular traits. Soapy bubbles ascend higher in his throat—they contain all the questions he’d like to ask, all the things he’d like to know and compare to this creatures own knowledge—That is until he remembers himself… and pops them out of existence.

“Uh… hi,” the kappa greets with a wide grin, mirthful eyes alight. Thankfully, it seems Usagi’s not the only one embarrassed by these circumstances considering the darker hue of their cheeks.

And Usagi will forever blame his shock for the situation at hand in regards to what he says—blurts out—next.

“Huh… You know you’re really pretty for a kappa.”

[dearchose]

Hello! As some of you may already know, I am a big fan of Cons! And for the fact that time flies WAY too fast -aka it's been 2 years already- I decided to share my favorite things at/from cons!

Starting with the very first pic I took at Ottawa Comicon! (Or more precisely, the first pic OF me at the con) Since watching kny, I can't unsee Nezuko at the left 😭

Next!

I just want to appreciate the art on the roof like- This is amazing! (Quebec)

Also, Peeking here to say; @incaseyouart Although I ABSOLUTELY LOVE this keychain with all of my heart, but, after wearing it for everyday two months in a row, I will need to get another one 😭 I looked for it everywhere and it just vanished! hope to find you at another con 🥲

(I was revali/ ravio depending on the day)

Of course, if I'm going to talk about favorite moments from coms, I HAVE to include meeting Anie Chie as Ravio! Honestly, I would not have recognized her if she wasn't in that exact cosplay cause the only one I had seen was this one - The one I had seen a video on how to make it!- She was one of the judges, so I freaked out when I realized it was her walking on stage. At this point, I didn't even know she was canadian 😅

(the pic is her but as Zelda -the next day-)

Unfortunately, I did not find her on tumblr, but she is on instagram and tiktok under the same name. (I need to make this into fanart at some point)

Perks of having a manekin and a Ravio cosplay; You can have à creepy buddy that stares at you while you mind your own business. 🫣

and one con that I went as maid Ravio (This could make for some funny memes actually) like-

"Hey mr hero~"

And these shananigans at Montreal's comicon, I believe.

Yes, that is a giant inflatable rubber duck 🦆 and no, you can't touch it. But, you can go in that barbie box. (well, not anymore)

And, I have met lots of Incredible cosplayers! In the ones I took pics of (that I won't show cause I did not ask permission) there was

King (the owl house) , Paya (totk) , Ozzi-Fizz-Blitzø-Stolas (helluva boss), Beedle (botw-totk) , Link-Zelda (skyward) , Titan Luz (the owl house) , Puppet (fnaf) ect.

I know, this is mostly Ravio stuff, but he's my favorite! I also have and undone/broken Revali, deku mask, Tetra, an unfinished Fursuit head and a wip inosuke

Inosuke chillin' with Ravio

If you are interested in my cosplay stuff, check out my instagram: Blanche_Hyrule

yeah, I know it's not my usual username, it's the only platform that uses that name. ;-;

Ok, byee ^^

[starry-eyed-never-satisfied]

Fanfic Writer Ask Game: 😅 🤡 🛒 🍦🤗🧠🤲✅🤯 sorry if this is a lot lol

No worries I love asks and talking about my writing, so the more the merrier!

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

The only one I really feel weird about is Tonight I Wanna See It In Your Eyes. Just cause it's so short and doesn't go into enough detail on what I was trying to portray. I did it for writers month and tried to write it in a day, which I can't do. I love the idea though and I fully intend to expand it more one day.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

Driving On Down The Road and reason why Butt Fuck Nowhere is called that, and the whole of 100.000 Years, it's just so silly, but I really can picture them having that whole interaction.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

Always angst, I can't help it. Paul's sensitivity and vulnerability, Gene's tough but caring.

🍦 What's the sweetest fic you've created so far?

Hold Me. No smut, just Paul in a dark place and Gene not knowing how to help, but still being there for him.

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

Don't feel like you need to start from the beginning. Write whatever it is that has inspired you, whether it be a scene or phrase. If you get to a bit where you want a particular thing to happen but don't know how to write it just type insert smut here or insert fight here or whatever and go on to the next bit. After you've written the stuff you're confident with it's much easier to fill in the gaps.

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them.

Here's a bittersweet head cannon about Paul and Ace for you. Neither of them will admit it, but they were close, and after Peter left they became closer. Paul didn't want Ace to leave and tried to keep him happy, even drinking with him on occasion. But he didn't want to get blackout drunk like Ace did, so it wasn't very successful. The pictures from The Elder/Creatures period, where they are holding onto each other - that's Paul silently saying don't go. But it was inevitable. And everything they have said since then comes from a place of hurt.

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

Because you liked Let Me Know so much, this is a follow up to it, called Far From The House And The Family Fights in which teenage Paul has a fight with his parents and runs away to Gene.

“We received a letter from school today, Stanley.”

Stanley.  That meant he was in trouble.  Even so, Paul rolled his eyes and headed towards his room.

“You are not going anywhere, young man!”

Stanley and young man.  He was in a shitload of trouble!

 “You are going to stay here and explain yourself!  You are on the verge of failing.  You haven’t done any homework and have been missing classes.  You’ve been drawing . . . penises in your schoolbooks.  And you told your teacher you didn’t need school because you are going to be a . . . rock star?”

Oops.  He hadn’t mentioned that particular ambition to his parents yet.

“What happened to you?” asked his father.  “You had so much potential.”

“God gave you this wonderful brain and you’re not using it,” said his mother.

Paul had heard this so many times before, and this time he lost it.

“Did he give me this stupid fucking ear too?  Because I’ll happily trade my brain for a real one!”

“Stanley Eisen!  Mind your language!”

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Angst! Even when I try to write something happy or funny the angst creeps in. I don't want Paul to be unhappy all the time.

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Fight scenes. Arguments I can do, but when it comes to the physical stuff I struggle. While I believe these guys probably did get into punch ups occasionally, I can't really visualise them, I've only seen fights on tv and we know how realistic those are lol

[jennycalendar]

❄️🌧️

all of these will be coming from my future bg3 fic <3

❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

One of the tieflings was looking at Marigold with an expression of such open condescension that it bothered even Shadowheart. Marigold, however, seemed either blissfully oblivious or determinedly indifferent; with Marigold, it was often hard to tell which of the two it was. “Our safety hinges on your ability to fight an entire goblin camp?” he repeated.

“Well, I have friends!” said Marigold, gesturing behind her. “Shadowheart, Gale, Astarion, and—where did everyone else go?”

“I believe Lae’zel is over there interrogating a tiefling,” said Shadowheart, examining her nails. The more trouble Lae’zel caused, the sooner Marigold would lose her patience with the gith.

“Oh, that’s—um—” Marigold winced. “I’m sure Wyll has that well in hand?”

“Why am I in the group that isn’t interrogating a tiefling?” said Astarion, and immediately hurried over to join Wyll and Lae’zel.

“By the hells,” said Marigold under her breath.

🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP.

The word for o’si in Common was mother. Sofie grew up with both languages and a few other ones besides. Her o’su was a book collector, which was hard to do when you all lived in the woods, which said a lot about how much he loved to read. He taught her Common and Elvish and some Dwarvish and passable Orc and a bit of Infernal and a tiny bit of Sylvan. Next to none of it stuck, because she was very little and she didn’t have anyone to practice with when she started living in the bakery, but she spoke in shy, halting Common with Mari, and soon enough Common felt like home.

Sofie’s o’si had been sharp in a way that Mari wasn’t, but still ever so funny and sweet and soft. She’d called Sofie xilo, which in Common was petal, because Sofie was one little piece of their big family flower. Except every time Sofie tried to think about her o’si, she saw it right behind her eyes: her o’si lying in that big red horrible pool on the road, cut up and staring. And every time Sofie thought about Mari, she thought about how if she’d asked Mari to come up and help her with her cloak, Mari would be here, and they wouldn’t be in the dark looking for some other thing that Sofie wouldn’t ever be able to unsee.

[pinksparkl]

And it all came crashing down

Uhh, so Saturday's audio happened... and instead of working on any of my other WIPs, I wrote this.

(Kind of spoilers for The Balance | For You)

A scenario of how Bestie finds out what's been happening behind the closed doors of CloseKnit.

Implied/Referenced Character Death, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Loss, Guilt, Survivor Guilt, Crying, that awkward feeling when you try to comfort a crying person

Rated: G

1342 words (read here or on ao3)

Sunshine and Elliott walked down the street, a crisp January breeze nipping at their skin, as they finally got to do some long-awaited sightseeing around Dahlia. Hands firmly linked together, neither wanting to let go of the other, not even for a second. Taking in the sights and reading all the unfamiliar signboards, Sunshine spotted a fairly familiar face on the other side of the street, their eyes widened in recognition.

“Hey, it's you! Hey!” They waved their free hand, trying to get the attention of this mystery person, who just looked at them questioningly. Sunshine just wished they knew their name, their captor deeming them too important to let their name fall into the hands of someone so beneath them, so they tried the only thing they had. “Do you know Blake?”

“Ssh, Sunshine!” Elliott hissed, pulling his partner back where their hands were joined and turned to face them. “Maybe this isn't such a good idea,” he started to warn them, not particularly in love with the idea of having any kind of conversation with someone who knew the guy who was quite clearly a psychopath.

Unfortunately for Elliott, the unknown person decided to cross the road after checking that traffic was clear, obviously intrigued by Sunshine's yelling.

“I do. How do you know him?” Their eyes darted between the pair, not recognising them aside from acknowledging Elliott's Dreamwalker aura, their mind too busy to figure out who they were.

“He uhh...” Elliott tried to stall, scrambling his brain to make up something to cover the truth, but for once his quick imagination failed him.

“-He kidnapped us.” Sunshine had no such compunction to lie. The person that stood in front of them meant a lot to Blake, heck, they were the entire reason he was even doing any of this. It was a bold move, but they had to know.

“What? When?” They were unconvinced, but wanted, needed, more proof of these wild allegations against a person they knew for so long, and had so recently let back into their life for good. Obviously Blake wasn't all goodness and light, they knew that, but he'd never kidnap anyone, he was a good guy, just a little... misguided, that's all, right?

“New Year's Eve. He let Elliott go the next morning, but kept me tied up for nearly a week.”

Their mind scanned back, Blake had seemed a little out of it on the thirty-first, but they’d just put it down to work-related stress, a project running close to the wire and causing him to slip up a little.

They sighed. “I haven't seen or heard from him since Wednesday.” They didn't know why they felt the need to disclose that to these people they didn't know, they just did.

“...That's the day he let me go,” Sunshine said simply, not realising the gravity of the fact that out of the three of them, they were the last person to see Blake. They symbolised the end of could be known.

“What does... what does this mean?” All too quickly now, the façade of disbelief fell away, all the worry they'd been feeling since Wednesday evening came crashing down, when Blake hadn't come back to their place like he'd promised.

As Elliott patiently explained Blake's wrongdoings, restraining himself against letting loose the vitriol he held against the man, his sins stacking against him one-by-one, with Sunshine confirming here and there where needed, they began to lose all hope for any happy ending to the story that hadn't yet even been written.

No way. Blake, their Blake, was kind and thoughtful and funny. Sure he could be impulsive and stubborn, but he'd never do any of the things these people were saying he did. They must be wrong, must have gotten Blake mixed up with someone else.

But word after damning word fell from the couple's lips. They were at the meeting, that much they knew was true. Blake had pointed them out, a Dreamwalker and someone he couldn't quite place.

The dates lined up with his weird behaviour. But the thing they could wrap their head around was his disappearance came so soon after he had finally laid his cards on the table and let them make the final move.

The box was opened, the bell had been rung, so the two were supposed to live together forever and ever and ever.

All of that wasted time to make up for, the years they'd spent wishing they could have made it work, wishing they had just bit their tongue and not walked away.

“I can't be another mistake, because it'll break me.”

They fell to their knees, no longer able to spare any mind to the stares they were receiving from the passing pedestrians. Their nosiness would remain as such, no answers would be given to satisfy them.

Unable to just stand back and watch someone cry alone, Sunshine tugged at Elliott's hand and spoke without words. For the first time since they'd been reunited, they separated somewhat reluctantly. Carefully, as if unsure as to how their actions would be received, Sunshine took this poor soul into their arms, and held them as their sobs took over and stole their ability to hold themself up. They knew this person was important to Blake, he'd said as much, but now they understood just how important he was to them too.

Streams of meaningless words full of reassuring comfort poured out of Sunshine's mouth, a low current that pooled around the grief and tried to dam the hole in their fractured heart. They knew not a single one would be heard by their intended recipient, but they felt had to say something as they rocked them soothingly.

"But he said he couldn't lose me!" They cried, distraught at how quickly he'd come and gone from their life yet again. Looking up to the clear blue sky, not a cloud up there, as if to mock their pain, they whispered, “but it's okay for me to lose him?”

Maybe it was their fault. The one he'd kept kidnapped told them about how Blake's plans had been to protect them, that they meant so much to him. Maybe if they had reached out sooner, maybe if they hadn't turned him away all those years ago... What if they had held onto him that morning and refused to let him go when he left their apartment never to return?

Their lips quivered as they silently mouthed the words "I killed him" as streams of tears ran down their face, seeing no point in wiping them away. More would only take their place soon enough.

They remembered calling CloseKnit when the seconds ticked by into minutes into hours, and just got some garbage canned response about how “the comings and goings of our members was not something we can disclose. No, not even if you say you know this person. I'm so sorry I couldn't help you further. Have a wonderful day.”

Elliott stood awkwardly beside the two on the ground, he hated – despised – Blake for what he did to him and Sunshine, for the hand he may have played in what happened at the Games, but his heart broke at the sight of someone who lost their closest friend. He knew he'd react the same way had he been in their shoes. He hated that he couldn't do anything to help them. No one could.

“Is... is he gonna come back? He has to come back...” Clutching onto the seams of Sunshine's jacket, they shook with the fear that he wouldn't. They had only just opened their heart to him, and even knowing the terrible things he'd done in their name, they just wanted him back. Were they a bad person for wanting that?

Neither could think of how to reply. The truth, the bare boned facts were too harsh for right now, but they didn't think that a lie, no matter how well-intentioned, would help. All they could do was let them cry it out.

[thelittlestspider]

me: ooh vampire wip what's tha--

the vampire hunter wip is like what if jennifer check was a vampire cheerleader and jennifer and needy were even more toxic

also me: TARGET ACQUIRED.

i wish i had a specific ask besides "how much can you infodump without giving yourself carpal tunnel" because like. i have to know more.

okay so i haven't really planned this out because i sort of hit a block with this wip. idk if all this is actually going to make it in, but here's what i have so far:

- it's sort of vaguely inspired by buffy and jennifer's body. really it's inspired by toxic girl friendships and trying to get away from an abusive friend who you had a thing with. also vampires.

- it's part of a set of stories set at a college in a fictional town called hell's gate. they're all supposed to be holiday themed: slasher (halloween), the house at lake sinister (xmas), and the vampire hunter wip (valentine's day). but i have other stories set in hell's gate that aren't holiday themed like The Birthday, the werewolf sorority wip, and The Blue Period.

- the mc is barbara kinney (21), a former cheerleader from texas trying to forget the traumatic event that caused her to transfer to [redacted], along with her childhood friend sidney. i haven't figured out what her major is yet. she's in sort of a casual poly thing with sidney and his boyfriend manny, and she's just broken up with veruca, the soon to be vampire in question.

- then we have veruca seether (21), the antagonist. i feel like veruca is a rich girl who just sort of got into college because she likes to party, and is really selfish and cruel. like the only person she really vibes with is her roommate/girlfriend lisa, and it's because lisa is just as awful as her.

- barbara meets a new girl shannon who just moved to hell's gate (to investigate the vampire attacks) and is moving into the rental house to replace barbara's old roommate, who disappeared under mysterious circumstances (this happens a lot in hell's gate). barbara offers to show her around campus, and the two hit it off.

- unfortunately veruca finds out and flips shit over it.

- i can't decide whether veruca either gets attacked by a random vampire or whether there should be a vampire sorority next to the werewolf sorority that she joins and they turn her as part of initiation, but something goes wrong?

- so veruca gets bitten and starts to change. her teeth start falling out to make room for stronger ones/fangs. she gets these weird dark veins around her eyes. she looks corpse like. until she finally gets blood, then she looks healthy again.

- another thing i can't decide is if veruca confides in lisa about needing blood, because lisa is a cannibal serial killer and they could hunt together. but it might be too easy? idk. but if she did, they would get weird about it.

- veruca gets more obsessive and vengeful and decides she's going to kill barbara and shannon.

- okay so. i had planned for the showdown to happen at the valentine's day mixer, but i'm not sure if it's going to happen. but it would be funny if it did.

- another idea i had was that after they kill veruca, somehow barbara and shannon get struck by lightning and become immortal like an age of addaline situation. then they show up later in the future in the present timeline. (not sure about this one, because if someone asked me the reason behind this choice, i couldn't give an answer lol. i'd just be like bc i thought it was cool.)

[jokerfic]

Hey!! Are you currently writing anything?

Hi!! Yeah I am! I actually spent the weekend going through some WIPs and seeing which ones have legs. Right this second I'm finishing up the rough draft for a Far Cry 5 longfic that'll conclude the little series I started-- I'm about 90% done with it and it's almost 90k words so far, which is about 30k words longer than I thought it would be, lol.

On the Joker/Batverse side of things, Alice's fic is at around 20k, and out of nowhere a couple months ago I started working on a totally new idea, a Joker-centric psychological horror (tentatively titled "there's something in the basement") and I have no idea if that'll go anywhere but it could be fun. on the Bad Jokes side of things I intend to add to Funny Business at the very least, though I think there might also be another longer story in there. I'm definitely going to follow up my Gotham fic as well-- Jerome and Isabel have my heart.

And on the not-Joker side of things, I have a hefty chunk of a Red Dead Redemption 2 draft (like, 100 pages so far, it's going to be BEEFY cause I love westerns and I'm thrilled to write one), there's about 25 pages of an Adrian Chase/Vigilante-centered Peacemaker fic that I think could be a lot of fun to finish (he's SO messy and a blast to write), I started writing an Eddie Munson Stranger Things fic last summer then got mad at how the season ended but I'll probably pick it back up regardless, there's a House of Wax (2005) story in the works that's super self-indulgent-- and speaking of self-indulgent, I'm working on a Castle Rock fic because I'm FURIOUS that it was canceled before I got the answers I wanted. So I'm going to attempt to fill in the gaps myself. :)

There are more, including some original stuff, but those are the ones I'm excited about right now. It's been a long drought but I'm already writing (and reading!) more this year than I was this time last year, so I'm hopeful I can share several things with you all over the next few months.