#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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[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.

.

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!

[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.

[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.

[moosemonstrous]

WIP Whenever/Last Line

Tagged by @swaps55, thank you! For once, I have something to share 😂 The Midnight Suns monstrosity that took over my brain.

Tagging @ulfrsmal and anyone else who wants to give me something to read, please, I'm starving.

“Funny,” Carol pours herself a cup of coffee, sniffs the contents, makes a face, and drinks it anyway. “I didn’t peg you for an early bird.”

Robbie shrugs. He’s spent most of his life waking up at the crack of dawn to get Gabe to school and himself to wherever he needed to be that day, and it's turned out to be a hard habit to break. Capitan Marvel doesn't need to know any of that, though.

He’s not used to having company before nine. Before the Avengers descended on the Abbey, he’d occasionally pass Caretaker on the way to the kitchen, but Blade kept strictly to second shift and the witches seemed allergic to schedules in general. The one time Nico arrived in time for something that could still be generously called breakfast, it was only because she’d stayed up all night researching a new spell.

“Someone’s gotta make the food,” he says. On day one, he’d made three extra portions of waffles, correctly assuming that Stark isn’t a breakfast person. He failed to account for the appetites of a half-alien super-soldier and a half-demon super-soldier. You live, you learn, you start tripling the batches . Caretaker had to magic the table up to seat more than three people at a time. “God knows you lot eat like you want to cause an egg shortage .”

“Wait till Steve gets here,” Carol snorts. “Were you a cook as a civilian?”

Robbie snorts, too, and doesn’t answer the question. He can feel her stare boring a hole in his back.

“I guess I thought you’d be magicking all your meals,” she says eventually.

“I don’t really do magic,” he admits. He plates up the first batch of pancakes and hands her the whole thing; she gives him an unimpressed look but doesn’t protest the amount.

Pancakes are good. Waffles, too. They’re simple, go with whatever you put on them and can be eaten four hours later when Blade eventually graces them with his presence. Robbie supposes any of the witches could indeed just magic them up every meal of the day, but after the is-it-vegan argument Nico and Illyana had last year, he occasionally needs to see where his food comes from to preserve what’s left of his sanity.

If Carol has a comeback, it dissolves into a yell as Strange puffs into existence in a seat next to her. This, also, is why Robbie needs to preserve what’s left of his sanity. “You don’t give yourself enough credit,” the Doctor says, using the distraction of having given his colleague a minor heart attack to steal one of her pancakes. “You picked up the basics just fine, if only--”

“Good morning, Doctor,” Robbie interrupts him. Strange thinks of magic like a complicated tool that can be learned by anyone with enough time and practice. Robbie thinks he’s already in enough trouble without knowing how to bend reality. It's a conversation they’ve had several times, since before Agatha’s death, and Strange’s inability to let things go is one of the reasons Illyana will one day put him on a Limbo time-out . “I’m happy to keep my skillset to what it is.”

Carol raises her eyebrow at him. “And what is it, exactly?”

“Battery and arson .”

[zaksdolls]

WIP Unicorn Bella

Some WIPs of the recent unicorn Rainbow High commission. For full behind the scenes, you can visit my Patreon. /selfpromotion

Started off with a Pacific Coast Bella Parker. Funny how after awhile eyeless dolls are no longer off putting.

Time for unicorn horn making with Apoxie Sculpt:

(featuring my own Bella as a model)

Commissioner felt it was too long so it was cut down a bit:

Starting the face up with watercolor pencils:

Began adding thinned acrylic paint and some light blushing:

But it turned out I hated the eye makeup. Not so much the colors, but the order in which they were layered. So I decided to wipe it all off and start over.

But first, I wanted to test out reinserting the eyes and see how much damage that would cause:

Surprisingly, not that much! Felt better about the durability of the paint.

I also decided to smooth and round out the eyes a bit in hopes it would facilitate reinsertion next time:

Yeah?

Anyway, back to the faceup:

I planned (and tried) just using soft/ chalk pastels for the gradient effect, but it was going to take forever and use up too many precious MSC layers which would probably end up in cracking around the eyes. So airbrush times:

Not bad so far.

At this point, the eye makeup was pretty much finished so I decided to reninsert the eyes at this time and mask them:

The problem isn't so much the eyes themselves, but the eyelashes which get in the way.

Pique photography skillz:

And then I thought, "Huh, I sure am close to finishing this doll up. But you know what I should do? I should try to do a simple soft gradient to her inner eyebrows!":

"Oh, that's not working. The airbrush isn't enough. I'll lightly sand and buff the inner brows first."

"I can fix this."

"I swear I can fix this."

Anyway, lots of tears and screaming were involved.

But then, I had a little mishap with some rubbing alcohol right at the end and some of the paint around the horn bubbled up a bit. Can't be seen too well in photos but could definitely be seen and felt in person:

More tears and screaming and flipping of tables.

At this point I was using the absolute last drops of custom mixed paint. Could absolutely not afford anymore mistakes.

And thankfully there weren't!

Finished it off with a light dusting of glitter:

And that's how you repaint a Rainbow High doll.* 🙃

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*not an actual tutorial

[atonalginger]

Snippet Sunday

@eridanidreams tagged me today for snippet Sunday, thanks for the tag! Y'all should check out her snippet as it is an intense one and very enjoyable!

I'm fairly certain she tagged the Coemancer Crew so my tags are more general: you got something and want to share? Go for it! No pressure, as always.

I rolled a dice (many digital dice actually) and landed on sharing this snippet from some of what I wrote yesterday evening. It stars Captain Lyssa Shrike. Because I didn't have enough WIPS I decided to start another one Anyway so Lyssa is this charming starfarer.

and let's see what she's up to under the cut...

She jogged over the the landing pad, the weapon case tucked under a stack of med cases on a small cart. Lyssa would have missed it had Lin not told her something was left near the pad. She cracked it open to find the eon already loaded and ready to go. She grabbed the extra ammo and stuffed it into a suit pocket just as a shadow stretched over her.

“Looks like a party out here,” a man said in a jovial smooth baritone, “expecting other company?”

Lyssa looked up to see two men in white spacesuits, various patches on their shoulder, standing next to her cart. She glanced up the ramp to see an old model-A robot parked at the base of the loading bay ramp of their ship. It had its optics trained on one of its red hands, watching as it slowly rotated. She turned back to the buyers, “pirates inbound. If you can fight I imagine my boss would appreciate the assistance, otherwise you might want to retreat to your ship until it’s clear.”

“I told you not to bring the Frontier,” the second man nudged the first’s shoulder.

“I could have sworn I shook them,” the first man shook his head.

“Wait, that’s the Frontier?” Lyssa looked back at the aged ship and the fresh scorch marks on the hull. She sighed and mumbled under her breath, “fucking hell, this day just keeps getting better and better.”

“It is,” the first man smiled big, “you’ve heard of the old girl?”

A lot of different answers all surfaced in Lyssa’s mind. None of them appropriate for the current situation. Instead she sighed looked back toward the camp, Heller at the stairs motioning for the miners to join him while Lin approached the ramp, “Heard Fortune’s smile blesses that ship and her captain, if old jack-a-bones are to be believed.”

“You sound like a friend of ours,” the second man said with a laugh. His voice had a rougher edge than the first man and an accent that Lyssa placed somewhere in the Freestar Collective.

“Liiin!” the first man seemed to sing as the boss walked up the ramp with the weird metal object clutched in what Lyssa had no doubt was a white knuckle grip, “Good to see you!”

“Don’t you Lin me, Barrett,” Lin sounded done with the man, Lyssa’s old training causing her to half turn, her new pistol primed at her side. Lin glanced over and let out a small chuckle, “stand down, Shrike. He annoys me to no end but isn’t worth the paperwork.”

“Your Shrike here mentioned pirates were inbound?” the second man mentioned while motioning in Lyssa’s direction. He wore a vulpine grin under his meticulously manicured mustache, “and you might need some extra guns?”

“No might about it,” Lin huffed as the emergency alarm sounded, signaling the incoming threat, “you better have the credits, Barrett. This thing has caused too many problems today for you to come up short.”

“We’re good for it,” Barrett held up his hands in surrender, “sorry about bringing the pirates your way.”

“You?” Lin raised her eyebrows as she stuffed the weird object into her boostpack storage, “you brought them?”

“Thought I shook them,” Barrett shrugged.

Lin’s eyes locked onto Lyssa, “your friend mention this?”

“Funny you should ask,” Lyssa was scrolling her messages in her heads up display, “just messaged me with an update. They are in fact after multiple targets now.”

“Great, just great,” Lin took a deep breath and exhaled slow.

It appeared to be just one ship that touched down on the far side of the concrete platform near the office. Lyssa broke into a sprint toward the back of the lot, pistol at the ready, while Lin barked orders for any miner left outside to fight defensively with reminders for everyone to stay behind cover and not take unnecessary risks. She could hear the two from the Frontier behind her and hoped they could hold their own. The last thing she needed was to babysit some adventurers while defending her camp.

On the way she spotted a fuel canister, the big comical ‘flammable’ warning taunting her. She snatched it up without missing a beat, ready to greet the pirates head on with the old Boomer Hello as her old captain used to call it. If she was lucky the explosive greeting would give her friend enough excuse to lift off without issue from her captain.

“Clever,” the mustachioed adventurer called out, “you toss and I can pop it in the loading bay!”

“That was the plan,” Lyssa said.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw him come up on her left side, an old scar over his right eye catching her attention. He had a red magshot in his hands, pointed at the ramp as it slowly unfurled.

“Seems like overkill to pop a fuel cannister,” Lyssa quipped as she started to wind up.

“More like guaranteed not to miss,” he winked at her and nodded at the ship, “ready when you are.”

“Didn’t catch the name,” Lyssa said before she tossed the cannister into the now open loading bay.

Six pirates watched as the red cannister sailed inside, the two up front barely reacting before a quick spray of fire from the red magshot tore through the air and metal casing. The explosion rocked the ship, the front two pirates flying forward while the other four were thrown into the walls of the loading bay, the flames still burning strong when the ramp started to close once more, abandoning the two laid out on the concrete pad in front of Lyssa and the others.

“Gabriel Delgado,” he replied proudly.

She held up a hand for everyone to hold as she approached the pirates, her eon trained on the nearest’s helmet, “were the credits worth it?”

“You’ll get yours, traitor,” they spat blood, forgetting the glass that separated them from the unbreathable atmosphere of Vectera.

“Y’all keep calling me that while willfully ignoring the simple fact that I never officially joined.” Lyssa stepped on the chest of the pirate and aimed at his face, “just ‘cause my daddy dragged me to hell doesn’t make me one of you.”

“You worked for Sall,” the other pirate coughed.

“After he bought his way out, you half-wit,” Lyssa bit back.

“Bullshit,” the one under her boot reached for her leg, “you served on his crew.”

Lyssa fired two shots into the pirate’s helmet and quickly changed target and double tapped the other. She took no pride killing the men even if doing so protected her mining crew. She recognized them. She used to call one friend. Her heart ached as she lowered her gun, painfully aware of the growing audience who overheard the conversation. Should have known better, should have just shot them and been done with it.

[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.)