#and some horror aspects.

[painful-pooch]

Pesanta's Lycan Troubles

Okay, so there's this project I have been working on snce 2017, and I wanted to show that even though I don't write much publically, that I am constantly writing and planning out stuff. This universe is set on the planet Tellus in a country named Pharus. Essentially, after a war happened, the supernatural began going rampant and in order to stop it, Pharus had to start up a secret organization called The Order of the Hound. This is in the point of view of Knight Captain Pesanta, his real name being Arvidan Lorentzen.

Oshana is an allied country and can be more closely compared to a middle eastern style country.

Aldrose and Artas are both cities in Pharus.

Now in order to not get confused, there are things known as Categrories, which basically is like how difficult could it be to take on a beast/supernatural creature. Category 1 is the easiest and Category 5 is the highest, and then there are Sires, which are insanely intelligent and powerful creatures that can kill towns easily on their own. Sires can be capable of speech outside of human form ie; Lycan or a Shape Shifter. If you have any questions, you can go ahead and ask haha.

I am gonna tag some people I think could like this: @abstractmarshmallow, @noirineverysense

CWs: Supernatural, POC whump, mentions of death and blood, some gore, children infected, mentions of murder, gun violence, Lycans, and some horror aspects.

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Nine Years Ago

Pesanta was still on the hunt for the very Sires that dared to make their identities known to The Order over a year ago. It was easier for him to go alone than to put anyone else at risk, and he was thankful Mara had let him go forth with such a heavy task. For a price. He just prayed that he could come home in one piece so that he can do sentry duty for however long he had to as punishment for his tenacity.

He finally had made it to a small village in the outskirts of Pharus, near the border, when something struck him as odd. He was only using the village as a marker to make sure he didn’t stray far from the leads he already had, but something was very wrong. He stepped off the horse he was using thanks to the Order sentry point he had passed a few days ago. Plato was the name of the horse, a beautiful Oshanese bred animal that can run upwards to 50 miles per hour, or so the breeders advertised. He tied Plato to a tree branch he was certain that Plato could break free from if something were to go wrong.

Pesanta adjusted his gauntlets and chest piece, having gone forward and donning the Order dress uniform. It concealed him in the night, and he wasn’t going to fight any creatures unless it was a life-or-death scenario. He took in a deep breath, smelling the air to see if anything stood out to him. His senses were on high alert when the smell of rusted iron was registered in his mind. The scent of rusted iron can be a sign of cation iron, which blood has due to the iron humans have in their systems. The rusted smell can only happen when blood has been introduced to oxygen for a prolonged period, which can only mean that someone has bled out. Or has been killed and has been laying about for a while. It couldn’t have been long since there was no scent of rotting flesh. That means the possible attack that could have been caused the smell of blood happened within the hour.

Pesanta knew he should radio back to the sentry point, but he still had to investigate before making that call. He didn’t need to raise the alarms too soon and cause for the Knights to be displaced when they could be utilized in another area for a true emergency.

He patted Plato on the side of his neck and rubbed him, the horse making small sounds of happiness and distress, his nose already sensing the scent of possible death. “It’s okay, Plato. Shhhh. I’ll be back in no time at all.” With that, Pesanta removed the shotgun with silver slugs readied up in the chamber, clipping it to his back for quick access later. His pistol was at his hip and his blessed blade was on the opposite side of his forearm guard, ready to release with a technique learned long ago. He treaded quietly along the pebbles and dirt to the village walls, his hand against the wooden gate, slick with what he knows to be a concoction of holy water and anointing oil. Anointing oil was a mix of equal parts cinnamon, calamus, cassia, and myrrh, in olive oil, which has shown to be a good repellent to keep the supernatural forces away. There was now a scent that made Pesanta sick to his stomach, and it made him realize that no mater what was used on the gates and walls, it was going to counteract it.

“Fennel… and Coriander? Burnt? What the hell were they thinking? You never burn those two… Even burning one or the other is enough to attract the foulest of-“

A scream cut off gutturally stopped his train of thought and he immediately pushed open the gate, his heart hardening and his soul trying not to crack. There was no sign of life because everyone was dead, their throats ripped out and the look of fear on their faces, their eyes dim and glazed over, as though what they had seen was enough to send them to the next world. He took another step and there was a small squeak, a small toy beneath his foot. He bent over to pick it up, wiping away the dust and the footprint on it, thankful that the blood hadn’t yet soaked the small teddy bear. He wanted to return it to the original owner, but he couldn’t spot a child around, which grew anxiety within him. He pulled out his communicator, his voice calm and collected as it should be. A Knight should never let their fear get to them.

“Pesanta to Sentry, I am requesting reinforcements to my location. Signs of a Category 4 or above at the works currently. Can’t make a definitive call on the creature. A small village has been wiped out and ransacked. I am going to keep investigating to find any survivors,” his voice came out with an air of seriousness and haste in them.

A few moments go by without anything as Pesanta went deeper into the village, his eyes locking onto a schoolhouse nearby and cautiously making his way to it when the communicator crackled to life. “Sentry to Pesanta, we heard your distress call, and we are sending a team out there immediately. ETA is about forty-five minutes via helicopter. Are you going to be okay?”

Pesanta looked up at the clear sky, the stars and moons riddled about, both moons full, and his heart is racing at the thought of what the beasts could possibly be. If it was a beast. For all he knew so far, it could be a blood thirsty demon enacting out in a bout of revenge.

“Pesanta?”

“Yeah, sorry. I was thinking about what is going on here. ETA for forty-five minutes is fine. I am going to pursue this until you arrive to help. Pesanta out.”

With that, he slipped the communicator away and he smelled the air, the rank of burned fennel and coriander making him sick to his stomach. Someone burned it in the schoolhouse at some point that night, which attracted the creature… or creatures… to the village. And with that, the blood of many have been spilled that night, their blood seeping into the earthen crust of Tellus.

He grabs his blade and has it prepared in case anything happens and kicks the schoolhouse door open, glancing inside to seeing the foyer, surprised that he isn’t hit with the smell of iron, but rather something else. It’s not a scent he can describe, but it’s almost like a natural musk of pine and earth, but there’s no scent of iron, which bothers him more than anything. He still has the teddy bear in his other hand, and he hears the faint echo of a door hinge creaking, his head snapping in that direction. It’s an obvious trap, so he doesn’t want to walk in without ensuring his ass is covered.

He scans the room with what he calls his Knight’s intuition, trying to glean any hints of what he is truly dealing with. There were some claw marks along the edges and trims of the walls, which immediately eliminates a few of the creatures in his head. The smells he’s been getting from the very beginning have been telling that it’s not a vengeful spirit, but it’s something alive with a beating heart, and that only makes things worse. He sees a shadow and he spun on his heels, dropping the toy and replacing it with a pistol, his eyes narrowed and adjusting to the darkness. “Show yourself!” He roared angrily, his rage increasing by the second.

Then he sees a small child make their presence known, stepping into the light of the moon coming through the widow. “S-sir? Why are you aiming at me?” It was a small girl, her blonde hair glimmering almost. Her attire was a little tattered and she seemed under a whole lot of duress, but Pesanta had to continue with his protocols, his aim still not adjusting. “It’s for both our safety. Has anything been happening here tonight? You ought to have seen what happened outside. Are there others?” He asked, his awareness of his surroundings still heightened. “Uhm, well there was a lot of screaming and stuff, and I ran here because it’s safe. There’s more of us in th-the classroom,” she answered, sniffling and pointing to the door Pesanta was certain had creaked just a minute ago. “I see. Why are you running amuck in here then? Let’s get you back to safety. You sure there are classmates in that room?” Pesanta’s hair along the back of his neck rose and he held his breath when she nodded her head happily.

Something was wrong. Why wasn’t she sad or scared? She barely seemed bothered by the events that happened, the fact her parents may be dead, and by the idea that she could be all alone. He watched her walk over to pick up the toy, hugging it to her and running over to the classroom door, opening it up to reveal a group of kids, all huddled and staring up at Pesanta. “See? The nice doggy told us to stay in here and the bad dream will be over.”

His eyes widened at that, and he felt a shiver up his spine, swallowing back anything he had thought previously. “The dog, yeah? Just stay in here with your classmates then and I will look for the dog. Don’t be scared then. Back in the room. I am going to lock it just in case. I am bringing some friends here soon.” The kids barely argued with Pesanta and they went back to their seats, the windows showing the moons shining brightly above the forest. A child had looked up at the moons and bounced in their seat. “Soon we will be children of the Moon, the dog said! He even gave us playful kisses!” Pesanta stared in horror as the kid showed him the small gash at their wrist, thin black lines traveling up the veins in their arms and a hint of golden red in their eyes.

It was worse than he could have ever expected nor imagined. It was hell, and now he was going to have to find some way to save these kids if he could, but he had a mission to do. Reinforcements would be there soon. They can help him with the kids. He ran out of the room and shut it with a loud thud, locking it and using a special balm most Knights carry on their persons for events that needed an emergency blessing. He quickly scrawled in one of the Olden languages the phrase that keeps the door from being touched by a Lycan without harming them. That would now apply to the kids who are infected by it, and it keeps both threats in and out of the room. Pesanta heard the tell-tale sound of claws clicking against the tile, and he didn’t need to turn around to see what it was.

Without wasting a moment, Pesanta turned his gaze, and down the hall, claw marks finally made known to him across the walls and floor, stood a Lycan with a maw of dripping crimson. It bared its teeth at him, and its ears were pinned back as a sign of aggression, its eyes a pale gold that shone brighter when it stood under the moonlights’ rays. Something told him it wasn’t the Sire he was hunting for, but perhaps an underling, either a Category 4 or 5. He reached behind him slowly to grasp his shotgun when the creature growled at him, eyeing over at the classroom. “You aren’t hurting them,” Pesanta called out, gripping his shotgun tightly, but not yet revealing it to his adversary. “I am not letting you take anyone else, you foul beast. I know you are protecting your Sire, but I’ll find the bastard, and when I do, I will gut it and skin it’s hide off so I can place it on my wall!”

The Lycan snarled and bit at the air, the echoes making it sound louder than it truly was. It stood up fully, its hackles up and its stance wide, taking up the whole hallway before charging down at a speed faster than what a usual Lycan moves at. Pesanta whipped out his shotgun and fired repeatedly right at the chest of the creature, blood flying in all directions, the glass shattering, and the roars of pain sounding off in the whole school. When Pesanta was done unloading, he rolled out of the way, grabbing his blade and pistol once more, gritting his teeth as he realized that help won’t arrive before the end of the battle approaches. He must end it as quickly as possible. The Lycan was on the floor, getting up and shaking off the glass shards from the windows as Pesanta quickly put some of the balm he had used on the door previously, wiping it along the sliver blade. He only had one chance to use it right, and so he did what any sensible Knight would have done in his situation: he fucking ran down the other hallway, pushing himself to run at a speed he had used long ago to run away from another beast.

Each of his rushed steps sounded off, but it was easily drowned out by the howl of a Lycan now on the hunt, chasing after him, the snarls of a predator getting closer… and closer…

And even closer until Pesanta knew to leap forward, spin in the air so he landed on his back, and fired the pistol right in the eye, chest, and stomach of the beast as it over calculated its leap. The Lycan writhed on the floor and Pesanta unloaded as much as he could into the back of it, hoping it would be enough to incapacitate it long enough for the other team of Knights to arrive, if not actually having been able to kill it. As he was catching his breath and propping himself up onto his feet, staring at the demonic wolf humanoid with as much animosity as he could. “If you really knew better, you should be fucking dead by now, but now, you persist and evade death. You really want me dead, fucker, then come at me!”

He didn’t notice it until it was too late, but the Lycan pounced and just as Pesanta was able to step back, the Lycan’s claw had not only cut through his chest plate with ease, but its claws had managed to dig into his chest and wound him, making Pesanta scream and look down to see the blood seeping out of him. There was no way he was going to die without having taken down the Lycan.

He refused to let himself fall and die a simple death; there was too much at stake. Instead, he got back up, his breathing ragged as ever, blood pooling in his mouth to make him taste his own iron. “You have to do more than that…” He spat out, having only his blade on hand. The Lycan didn’t look so good either, dripping blood from multiple wounds and sizzling where the silver had embedded into its skin, yet it defied all the rules of nature and remained poised and regal in its depraved state. The Lycan approached Pesanta paw by paw, licking up the blood that the man had spilt and almost sinisterly grinning up at him, almost as though it reveled in it. Both the Lycan and Pesanta charged at one another, one screaming and roaring while the other snarled and howled, both crashing into one another and rolling around in a pool of blood.

Fifteen Minutes Later

The Sentry team had arrived to the village that Knight Captain Pesanta had on his communicator’s location tracker, and the smell of the area was now putrid and smokey, mostly due to the dead bodies all over and a large building – a school maybe- on fire. There in the village square, Knight Captain Pesanta sat on top what seemed to be a dead Lycan, a large one at that, and was sharpening his blade using the Lycan’s claws. The man looked gaunt and pale, his chest piece off and a wrapping around his chest, blood having soaked it, but all the other Knights didn’t need to know a thing. They kept their aim on him, and he looked up at them, his blue eyes, dead as ever, as he spoke softly, “I had to kill the kids in there. They all had Turned to the moons. I had to do it.” Beside him was a small teddy bear, drenched in blood and he looked at it, sighing and standing up with his hands above his head. “The Lycan scratched me with its claws, but I am positive I am not infected. Stick to the protocols though and take me to the nearest Order medical outpost. Bind me and keep an eye on my behavior. If I act out in anyway that is violent, shoot me in the head with a silver bullet and burn me with anointing oil and mistletoe.”

He finally ended up passing out on the air lift to the medical facility, but he was found to be clean of any Lycan disease and was released on a month-long break in which he stayed in the bars of Aldrose and Artas, drinking away his sorrows and praying he stop seeing the little girl that he had to kill in order to save her soul.

No one ever joked about his time there and if anyone ever did joke about a Lycan around him, they would see the same hatred in his eyes as he had shown the Lycan he now has pinned against his office wall.

[wolfsnooze]

in which hunter’s possession goes a whole lot worse

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I know you're feening for uncertainty, but I'm not scared!

[codenamethebird]

More Hades 2 rambles from me! Though this time round it's a continuation of a point I made in this post.

Specifically, that I think the final boss of the Surface will be a living human mortal.

A couple people on that post disagreed that it would be a human, mostly just because of boss fight mechanics. Which I do get, but this is my not so little refute of that idea (all in good fun of course, I very well might be wrong! I just have thought a bunch about it since then and wanted to ramble about it).

I'll be getting into later how the game could have a hard mechanically satisfying human final boss later, because first I want to talk about how it would make sense naratively. Not because anyone remotely argued this point, I just think it's interesting haha.

So let's go back for a moment to Hades 1, and it's final boss, Hades himself. On a mechanical sense, it makes total sense, Hades is the god and master of the underworld Zag is trying to escape. He would be the final obstacle. But what really makes Hades work as the final boss, is the story and emotional reason he's there.

The plot of Hades is ultimately about Zag's messy relationship with his dad. And that final boss fight is an ongoing conversation with him. While irl you and your questionable dad constantly fighting to death is not a great way to fix your problems, these are weird bound to underworld greek gods. Death is their weird love language for like half this cast haha. There is a reason Death is one of, if not the main love interest.

Okay now that I've established that, let's look at the one final boss we do know from Hades 2, Chronos. Now it's Grandpa's time to shine. Unlike Hades 1, he fits a lot cleaner into a more traditional villian role. The monster who literally takes over your house and takes your family hostage.

In that way, it is a personal fight for Mel to save her family, but Mel lacks a specific personal connection to Chronos himself. Obviously there's the whole Grandpa thing, but she wasn't like raised by him or anything. He is a convient big bad she can hate simply and wholeheartedly. While he does try to challenge her beliefs at times, Mel will never listen to him because of the whole family kidnapping thing, and Gramps equally doesn't want to engage with her either. He just wants to be a dick to her.

While I'm a firm believer in the "We (the gods) are actually the bad guys" theory, I don't think Chronos is secretly an angel. He did you know eat his kids and that entire scene with Hades and him just reeked of shitty dad vibes. While Chronos might be better for humanity, I think he really is using them as a prop and doesn't genuinely care about them. (This is a derail, but I do think the human army side of things including Prometheus will turn on Chronos at some point. Specifcally that they are already planning to).

But yes, basically, while I adore Chronos as a villain, you get none of the character growth from either party that you got between Zag and Hades in the first game. Obviously, we are still in early access, so there's more dialouge to be had. But from what we have seen, those two are not changing the other. So this is my roundabout way to say that must mean the Surface boss is the one that is going to be all about Melinoe's character growth.

I don't think I need to explain why fighting a human would be a fascinating place for character growth for humanities #1 hater Melinoe. Mel's the Hades equivalent in this game (not the Zag), who will not listen to anyone who disagrees with her. Getting beat up by a human might actually start to get it through her head.

But also I want to dig into why I don't think the final boss will be another Titan. I've seen Atlas thrown around a bunch as a possible final Surface boss. Also Typhon... I'm certain there are others. But I don't know what they would add to the narrative, especially as a final boss? I think there's more evidence for Atlas, so I'll focus on him.

It would make some sense, he was the leader of the titan rebellion and much like Prometheus, in certain versions of the myth he was also freed from his punishment by Heracles! Which considering Heracles suspicious lack of dialouge so far, and the dialouge he does have being a god hater, I do think he's the one who freed Prometheus in this game.

But other than those connections, what does Atlas add to make him an interesting antagonist to Mel? He's not particularly tied to humanity, and while his punishment sucked he did lead a rebellion against the gods (and traditionally the reasons have nothing to do with humans).

Mostly, in my opinion, if the game was going to have a titan also be the final boss for the Surface, it wouldn't be Atlas. It would be Prometheus. He's the powerful titan who has a legitimate gruge against the gods and who can engage with Mel in interesting ways, challenging her stance against the gods. But they have already used Prometheus, I don't know how they could write Atlas (or whatever titan/god) in a way that would be more interesting than Prometheus, and rival the Hades boss fight for thematic weight. Also, it would be 2 titans in a row, which isn't nessisarily a bad thing, but still.

I've also seen people throw around it might he Ares, which I will admit would I would be way more excited for that another titan. Theres some interesting ideas to be had with an Olympian who has betrayed the gods. But we already have dialouge with Athena where she says how Chronos' armies motivations wouldn't line up with Ares'. And I feel like going from a dude only obsessed with war to someone fighting for some kind of higher cause would be a jump in character. Not impossible, but a little weird.

And ultimately, I just think that a Human would serve the purpose better as an antagonist to Mel who would shake her worldview on living mortals in particular. A fight with Ares would mess with her relationship with the gods, but not as clearly with humans.

Okay now that I've talked about themes, how about what people actually had an issue with lol, how would a final boss with a human make sense from a boss fight perspective. I have three main ideas, that don't really contradict each other and could all exist in the fight.

1st idea: multiple enemies. We've heard that there are human armies, the final boss could possibly be a leader of them. We could have hords of enemies, could have select recognizable commanders that have different skill sets, etc. None of the Surface boss fights have multi bosses in them (they have random mobs but none like the sirens or Theseus and Asterius), so I don't think it would be strange to have it. And while stretching the definition of a human boss a bit, these other bosses could be ghosts and other kinds of beings (I just think the main boss should be a breathing human).

2nd idea and tbh my main one. Have them be a Witch! Or some other kind of magic user. I feel like this should be obvious, but a lot of the theming around Hades 2 is witchy/magic stuff and it's wild we don't have a major witch enemy yet (other than obviously Hecate, but for obvious reasons I don't count her).

I'm thinking some kind of High Priestess of Chronos kind of character, we still don't know exactly how Chronos was revived and this could tie in, but there's a bunch of ways you could spin a magic user! I think it would be a prime place to put a narrative foil to Melinoe. A fellow Witch whose family was stolen away by the gods who is looking for justice. Maybe when finally looking into a mirror, some of the stuff Melinoe's been told will finally breach her thick headed skull haha.

I don't think I really need to get into the technical about how a witch fight could be cool. But one idea, tying into my first point, a magic user could have mind powers and compell powerful beings to fight for them. This could be the Zag boss fight of borderline crack theories or even maybe the aforementioned Ares who maybe got captured during his war path. A magic fight doesn't need possessed enemies, but it could be cool.

And finally, my 3rd idea. You might be going, but how could a human be more powerful than Prometheus? Well first point magic, but more seriously, just have them be boosted by Chronos and/or other allies. I mentioned a theory about a high priestess sort of character (the power of God and ani--), but more specifically, if they do go the route of a foil to Melinoe, she has her boons from the gods. Much like Theseus in Hades 1, the final surface boss could gain the boons of Chronos/Prometheus/and the like. Maybe even a Chaos boon, they have already aided Chronos once, and there's a decent chance the humans might betray Chronos at some point so Chaos might be chill with them. This could also be a way to introduce more titan characters and the like without needing to make models for them haha.

But yes, tldr, magic human gives us both the thematic weight of it being a human, witch stuff to parallel Melinoe, and just cool powerful magic fight as a final boss (and it could parallel the Hecate boss fight, the first boss u fight and the last being magic based).

[tobi-smp]

Hello tobi-smp. You're making me go even more insane over exile than I already have been. Thank you

haha <3333

hey everyone, take these totally innocent animatics that I have in the exile arc part of my playlist [Link]

[emily-mooon]

Nancy Wheeler the shoujo manga protagonist you are what with your love triangle and everything about you my pookie <3

[skrrtscree]

CW: BLOOD

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Ryomina Week 2023 DAY 6: Bad End/Soulmates 💛💙

hehe I'm so evilll😈😈

[jyou-no-sonoko19]

My third entry for the Skullgirls Mobile Halloween art contest. Conceptually my favourite of the three, because they fit together so perfectly, both visually and thematically, it's Painwheel x Silent Hill, where I replaced the kanji for "red" with "pain", to create "Painful Pyramid Head".

[rambrandt-the-painter]

No one gets my vision but I feel like Jolene would be the perfect horror game protag

[unlicensedinvestigator]

[saturnniidae]

I think we should have more httyd or rotbtd horror

[leliesblou]

Fleet + whether or not he can remember being dead, from the Victoriocity Season 2 transcripts and High Vaultage

[novella-november]

Is this fanfic friendly? I feel like an outlier.

I guess this is my sign it's time to throw together a FAQ post to link to lol.

Yes, every event for this blog is fanfic friendly :D

Though as I mentioned on my Ominous October post, for events that include multiple short stories, I encourage everyone to flex their creativity and take one of their planned short story fanfics, and at least *attempt* to turn one of them into something entirely original; rebuilding a character and story from the ground up to stand on its own two legs is no easy feat, and that is what makes it so fun!

It really gets your creative gears turning, to make an "au of an existing material" to be something entirely original, and you can be pleasantly surprised about the things you come up with!

As a few people say, its not just a matter of "filing the serial numbers off" -- you have to add in just as much *or more* as what you take out when you are turning a fanfiction into something that is original and completely divorced from its original source material / inspiration, and that is a hard, but very rewarding challenge!

Obviously, this is not a requirement (there's no hard requirements for any of the challenges, other than no cheating, including no using AI),

but if you would like an extra challenge for the short story events and you're planning on doing entirely fan-fiction, I highly recommend trying it out at least once, and seeing where it leads you--

you may find yourself pleasantly surprised by what you find down that rabbit hole!

[vargaslovinghours]

It's here! It's the big one-oh! Get ready for the 10th! (1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9)

Starting off with some Just Desserts stuff; it's not exactly against the rules to modify Pets with features they wouldn't naturally have - like a cat with wings - but it is side-eyed by other players

He might be projecting just a little bit lol

Obviously he'd support Joel wiping the floor with other Pets in the arena haha

Next one's a continuation, comic-style!

Since they've only got the one pet between them, they have to take turns directing Joel so he doesn't get confused on who to listen to haha, I'm sure it doesn't help that they have similar voices and Scriabin is constantly butting in. I think in this setting Edgar might be able to get away with pushing him around a little more haha ♪ He'll still pay for that later :)

FNF x Vargas! Quick, who wants to collab as I know Nothing about music composition lol - what might their voices/instrumentation sound like! I’ve always been a fan of strings for Edgar, piano for Scriabin personally :)

These were the two poses I had the absolute strongest mental images for, so they get the big pretties! Scriabin having a secondary feature to his Up animation (not just pointing a finger gun but also “shooting” it), only being visible when the note is held ah, I just love the animation in my mind’s eye lol

Two poses inspired by their bouncies! Edgar’s Down and Scriabin’s Right - I didn’t have them onhand for reference, but I’d definitely push them closer to the originals :D

I really like the idea of most of Edgar’s poses being smaller, more closed-in, and Scriabin’s being big and bombastic, but their Lefts are the opposite! Haha ♪

I've seen a good several songs that have a mid-level transformation which I find Very cool :D I suppose these could also be for different stages, but going from a whole Edgar to him missing an eye and actively bleeding and screaming and stumbling around to the music - I just think it's a neat concept lol

Scriabin's transformation would be with his wings of course!

More of the WOY idea! Scriabin's being so nice 😈♥

You know I had to draw Jake in this style, he's too cute not to, I had to! Fun proportions hehe

Two little balls of sunshine <3 This was the one where I really couldn't decide what art style I was most reminded of between Steven Universe and the rest haha

A rubber hose smooch! Cartoony mwah!

Don't be fooled Wander, kisses are temporary, bullying Edgar is forever

The topic drifted at one point to the idea of Scriabin and Edgar being able to turn their brain-sharing on and off which gave me a Two Yeses/One No idea

Started with them on equal footing - both of them can say no to oppose the other, and in order to link back up they have to both agree! And how that might look depending on who initiates hehe <3

I think it'd be good for them to have hard boundaries in place, not able to be coerced into giving up their privacy :)

As well as them being able to just tap in and Know again, Scriabin using it to be lazy and not try to communicate with his mouth haha

But even with those hard stops in place, how would sleep affect things! If he tried, could Scriabin break into Edgar's dreams? Even if he gave permission, would his subconscious allow that? :0 It's interesting!

Quick break for a scribbly concept of how I wanted my first Vargas Drabbles soft cover to look haha - I didn't end up using the red inlay but it's definitely an idea for next time 👀

Back to brain-sharing, but this time featuring a return to body-sharing! :00 I hadn't considered it until Zarla mentioned them physically phasing together and then became Very interested in exploring it, when isn’t Scriabin annoying tho lol. It’s because you love him, Edgar!

Falling back into old habits of emotionally degrading Edgar, but he has the power to kick you out now! Just try your smart mouth on him from out here, where it hurts less!

Get back in on good behaviour, or because he misses him too much ♥ I love his sweet face here I 💕💗💖❤️💞💝

How dare he be so inviting, Scriabin has to deal with a physical heart and you are trying to kill him, cruel mean Edgar (lol)

Inspired by the hug test haha ♪ Hug him!

This was supposed to be a sweet moment :( Scriabin can't help it, being vulnerable is icky haha

But when offered the opportunity, you take what you can get <3 They are so damn cute, gah

Hehe ♪ There needs to be Some level of awkwardness to it, it's still Vargas after all. Would it hurt? No, maybe more like an organ shifting back into its correct position :)

How's he supposed to help it when you make it so easy

They'd have to negotiate safe and opportune times to share minds if it required them to share a body! Scheduling when to be apart would probably be stressful, but so would being together haha

Edgar doesn't want to deal with this until he's more awake, and maybe not at all if he gets jealous hehe

And finally again, we've returned to the Two Yeses/One No idea - who gets to decide who's "No" counts once they're already enmeshed? :) Introducing the Lobster Trap ✨

“slrch” is such a gross sound effect haha

Really struggling with the concept of Scriabin’s autonomy! He quite literally exists outside of you now Edgar, you have to let him grow on his own!

Scriabin probably just wants out to do something Edgar morally objects to, enough to suffer his company while pissed. The idea of Scriabin having his own body and still having to take Edgar over to exert his own personhood again, ugh, it’s so fraught <3

The Lobster Trap has so many potential outcomes, even discounting one side over the other! Obviously I had to make as many as I could come up with lol; starting with Scriabin getting to decide when he hops in, and Edgar getting to decide if he lets him out - two yeses all around to show it As Intended, all going well :)

And here are Edgar's No options: his no overrides letting Scriabin out, but does nothing to deter Scriabin from coming in without his permission. I think this is one of the worst configurations for them haha ♪ It’s so easy for them to be cruel to each other!

Now the other way around! Scriabin has to get Edgar's permission to come in, so here's their Two Yeses :D Obviously he did it to annoy Edgar, he'll never get to read in peace haha. Not that he would even without this hehe

Edgar's No would shut Scriabin out, which I think would be good for them honestly; Edgar gets time to process things on his own without Scriabin manipulating him from the inside, and Scriabin gets to eat humble pie

Two Yeses again, though it was hard to imagine a situation where Scriabin would willingly hop out at Edgar's request - to make fun of him though? Yes ✨

And again, Edgar's No not overriding Scriabin's Yes - I think this would be really good for them! Edgar doesn't get to hold him against his will, and Scriabin doesn't get to burst in without his permission!

But really, it'll always be messy with them <3 Even in the best scenario, if Edgar's Yes overrides Scriabin's No of being forced inside - even if he couldn't hold him there, just the action of making him see from his point of view and all that entails... ♪

Little jailbird, just wants to fly away on clipped wings 💔

Now for something completely different lol. Scriabin wrote a resumé! I’m sure it’s full of accurate information to help him land a proper interview :)

Good, good, dates, prior experience, employers, skills, conquests-

Scriabin insists he's a sexpert but if there's a degree on his wall I haven't seen it

There is such a Massive difference between writing resumés and actually doing the work the resumé is required for, come on. I do love just how miffed Edgar looks tho haha

S: >:3c | E: Yeah alright point taken

Tiny spacefiller - he's so mad! He's gonna tell you all about it!

Oh hey wow Nny's still here, that's neat. Originally there was an Edgar next to him but only the main character turned out cute, rude

Quietly cutting potatoes <3 Domestic

I love Scriabin getting scared inside Edgar but him having to put on an outwardly placid face so he doesn't freak Nny out in turn haha. Nny's love language is knives

But that's where the nutrients are! Speaking of Ghost-

Teaching him how to flay skin, not necessarily strictly on potatoes hehe. I like the idea of Nny kinda spacing out when it comes to his favourite activities - yeah he hates touching people, but that takes a backseat to talking about murder and playing with knives

Obviously Edgar's a bit distracted himself lol. Nny just casually talking about what happens when you separate the flesh from the body and Edgar and Scriabin are over here discussing Just how gay this is haha

I went and reread one of my old drafts of One Way Mirror recently and ahh I’d forgotten how sassy they are with each other lol

I'm still crazy about them <3 They drive me absolutely mad 💕 I think it's funny too, since I started writing OWM while deeply fixated but didn't think much of the Flavour of my writing I didn't expect anything from rereading, but it does taste a bit like mainfic hehe ♪

I love when Scriabin argues how much he wants to "help" Edgar while controlling him up and down, Edgar's not about to take this sitting down if he can help it! Also emasculating insults my beloved ♥

Thinking again about Hunchback; not quite any of the already-established stuff (they're not playing the roles, nor are they separate and seen the movie! What!), about why Scriabin would side-eye Edgar so much during Out There. It's a good song for him :) And I love drawing him like this haha, proud and haughty angle <3

Edgar with slightly less floofy hair and the closed-line nose style from a few years ago lol ♪ I do like bridge/bottom of the nose style I've grown into, but it's still a fun style to return to every once in a while :)

And one last sneaky cheeky kiss for smooch practice before the very end! Just try and stop me! Why did Scriabin turn out so pretty tho ♥

So that's June through September, again-again! Well, almost - turns out I actually made too many sketches for my Blank Slate AU/fic - literally as many as are featured here! - so it needed its own post. So please look forward to that!

[crybaby-writings]

in theory, vita carnis, mystery flesh pit national park and gemini home entertainment could all take place in the same universe but possibly in alternate timelines

[isaacz]

I wanted to draw the duality of my 2 main interests when i was like 10 I really liked my little pony and i was a HUUGE fan of jurassic park, being the reason i even started learning english in the first place !