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[silent-moons-camp]

Seven Deadly Sins - OC Tag Game

tagged by @aira-besque, thanks! I'm back with Stiggy. I might do a separate one for my Durge also. No pressure tagging: @atonalginger @silurisanguine @eridanidreams @aro-pancake-writes @noeldressari and anyone else who wants to join in! RULES. highlight each thing that applies to your OC. LUST. desire for connection. pursuit of pleasure. emotional intelligence. obsessive. lovesick. one-night stands. seductive encounter. flirtatious conversation. erotic party. seductive attire. revealing clothing. passionate gaze. provocative makeup. sensual expressions. suggestive gestures. flirtatious smiles. lingerie. love letters. perfumes. provocative behaviour. love poems. erotic art.

GLUTTONY. indulgence in experiences. savouring moments. hospitality. generosity. hedonism. culinary expertise. wine-tasting. excessive snacking. overloaded plates. excessive portions. bloated stomachs. messy eating. greasy fingers. full tables. indulgent spreads. overflowing cups. satisfied expressions. wine bottles. just can't get enough. fast food wrappers.

ENVY. motivation. competitive spirit. strategic planning. observational skills. bitter rivalry. contest. envious gossip. resentment-filled argument. social media jealousy. furrowed brows. clenched jaws. side-eye looks. pursed lips. tense posture. whispering behind backs. crossed arms. gossip magazines. keeping up with the joneses. the grass is always greener. feeling inadequate.

GREED. resourcefulness. entrepreneurial spirit. negotiation. materialistic. aggressive investment. lavish spending spree. resource-hoarding. get-rich-quick schemes. auction-bidding war. property acquisition. piles of money. overflowing wallets. luxury items. locked safes. penny-pinching. rare collectibles. selfishness. unwillingness to share.

SLOTH. calmness. stress management. nonchalance. relaxation techniques. lethargic. apathetic. inactive. lazy weekend. binge-watching marathon. neglected chores. skipped workout. long nap. lounging on the couch. missed deadlines. unkempt appearance. messy hair. pajamas. blankets. slippers. procrastination station. self-care routines.

WRATH. assertiveness. decisiveness. strength. intensity. boundary setting. courage. indignant. heated arguments. road rage incident. physical altercation. angry outburst. clenched fists. glaring eyes. tense muscles. raised voices. reddened faces. aggressive gestures. stormy demeanor. intense frowns. destructive actions. broken objects. punching bag. out for blood. fists. simmering anger.

PRIDE: confidence. self-assurance. self-respect. dignity. public speaking. self-promotion. arrogant. conceited. egotistical. self-important. vain. boastful speech. puffed chest. raised chin. smug smiles. spotlight. tooting your own horn. showing off. refusing to admit mistakes. feeling entitled. personal branding. leadership development.

[fangbangerghoul]

WIP WED/WHENEVER

I haven't written enough to feel comfortable sharing a preview to the next Elgara Vallas chapter BUT I can share a drawing wip.

My mutuals have been indoctrinating me:

I'll say no more about this piece but if you want to keep updated with my artwork follow @fangbangerart, my art blog! The year of 2025 I will occasionally share art wips on main but finished pieces will only be posted there.

I'll tag:

@bearlytolerant, @eridanidreams, @atonalginger, @roguishcat, @ronqueesha

and anyone else who wants to share: writing! drawing! crafting! whatever!

[therealgchu]

WIP Wednesday - Valentines Style

i'm not a fan of valentines. i'm not a fan of holidays, in general. but, i thought something fluffy and waffy might be nice for WIP wednesday. the coemancer crew did an art dump for valentines (sorry for not being involved, but i have almost no free time. this has been a hell month for me at work), but i'll tag them anyway @silurisanguine, @fangbangerghoul, @eridanidreams, @staticpallour, @bearlytolerant, @a-cosmic-elf, @aro-pancake, @atonalginger, @samcoesclub, and anyone else i'm forgetting.

i'm planning on publishing the next chapter on friday. it's written, but needs editing.

so, a fluffy little piece. i'm not sure if this will be part of the next chapter, or as a stand-alone vignette.

if you want to read from the beginning on ao3.

Valentines fluffy sneak peek

Hwa felt like she was on a cloud, and was grinning from ear to ear like a maniac. As she and Sam walked back to the Razorleaf, she kept looking up at him and found him looking down at her, with the same grin. “I have never really walked much around Akila. Can you play tour guide for me?” she asked.

Sam smiled, “We’ve got time. Sure.” He grabbed her hand and started leading her around, pointing out his favorite places, where he got in trouble for spray painting a wall, where he had his first kiss. She honestly was only paying half attention to him. What was really occupying her mind was him holding her hand. While they’d held each other’s hands many times before, it was always when they were alone together. She had never in her entire life held someone’s hand in public. Public displays of affection were utterly alien to her, and even something as innocent as holding hands was making her feel a bit dizzy. She felt like she was vibrating and wondered if Sam could feel it through her hand.

Hwa realized he must have, as he paused when they rounded a corner in Midtown. He peered down at her, “Are you OK?” he asked. They had stopped right next to a stairwell that was shaded from the sun. Sam pulled her into the shadows away from the pedestrian traffic.

She tried to speak, but ended up emitting a high pitched squeak instead.

“What was that?” he asked, wide eyed and laughing. “I didn’t think I caught that!”

Hwa laughed, covering her mouth and turning bright red. She tried again, “Umm…this will sound weird, but…I have never held hands with anyone in public before,” she said in an unusually high, whispery voice.

“Seriously?” he asked incredulously.

“Yes. I mean, I’ve never really been in a romantic relationship before,” she stuttered out. “Not a lot of romance going on in organized crime, frankly. At least, not for me.” She tried to affect an airy, casual voice. It came out sounding slightly hysterical instead.

“Heh, I feel like I”ve been lied to by movies and vids,” he mused. “You’ve really never been romantically involved with…anyone?”

“I told you, all relationships were transactional. I mean, sex is just sex. It has nothing to do with emotions.”

“I wouldn’t say that’s necessarily true, but I can see what you mean,” he interrupted. “So, when we’ve had sex…”

Hwa shook her head, “That was different already!” she said a bit frantically. “I was already in love with you, but I didn’t know how you felt. I mean, the attraction was there, but…”

Sam nodded, “sex is sex.”

“Yes.”

“Ok, so what is it about holding hands that has you…well, you’re kinda physically buzzing. I can feel it in your hands.”

“This feels,” and she held up his hand in hers, “this feels really, really intimate.”

“But, sex doesn’t?”

“Sex is a physical need. Biological imperative, and all. It has nothing to do with intimacy.”

Sam shook his head baffled, “I don’t know if I agree with that, but I can see what you’re saying. How is holding hands more intimate than sex?”

Hwa sighed, seeing she wasn’t making much sense to him. Frankly, it didn’t make a lot of sense to her, either. But, he asked, and she could only respond honestly. “Because holding hands isn’t necessary. It’s a choice. And, it’s a…a public choice. It’s like saying, ‘this is mine’. I’ve never had anyone…I’ve never had anyone,” here she looked at the ground, “I’ve never had anyone who wanted me.”

“Ahh,” Sam said after a moment, “sex is sex.” Hwa nodded, seeing he understood what she was saying. “Oh, Hwa, I love you. I’m madly in love with you. Do you want me to shout it to the stars? Because I will.”

She looked back up into his eyes, “No, that’s not necessary.”

He tilted up her chin and kissed her softly, which made her shake a bit. Sam looked at her critically again, “Let me guess, first kiss in public?” She nodded and blushed again. “Oh wow. Then, like…” here Sam grinned lasciviously at her, “I’m your…first?”.

“Oh my god, I shouldn’t have said anything,” Hwa blushed an even darker red.

“No, no! It’s cute! And, you’re even more beautiful when you blush,” he said, and with his body pushed her against the wall, deeper into the shadows. 

Hwa started shaking her hands again, which Sam grabbed with one hand. With his other, he leaned up against the wall, pressing her body against it, and kissed her more passionately. He broke the kiss, and stared into her eyes, “I want you,” he said throatily.

She involuntarily squeaked again, which made Sam laugh, breaking the mood. “OK, might be a little too much?” he asked, backing off a bit. She nodded, noticeably trembling and shaking her hands. He kissed the top of her head. “What do you think of public displays of affection?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” she said in another squeaky voice, her eyes wide and confused.

Sam laughed and took her hand and kissed it. “You are the damndest woman,” he said, shaking his head. “Just when I think I have you figured out, you go and blow all of my ideas out of the water.” He led her back out onto the walkway, smirking, “But, I like the idea that I’m your first.”

[silurisanguine]

Seven Deadly Sins - OC Tag game

I got tagged by @silent-moons-camp, thank you!

i tag @theelderdemon @vorchagirl @eridanidreams @blightedbutdelighted @ashenlavellan @himluv @damndirtyheathen @atonalginger and anyone else that fancies having a go. RULES. highlight each thing that applies to your OC.

doing this for my main girl Teleri De Riva

LUST. desire for connection. pursuit of pleasure. emotional intelligence. obsessive. lovesick. one-night stands. seductive encounter. flirtatious conversation. erotic party. seductive attire. revealing clothing. passionate gaze. provocative makeup. sensual expressions. suggestive gestures. flirtatious smiles. lingerie. love letters. perfumes. provocative behaviour. love poems. erotic art.

GLUTTONY. indulgence in experiences. savouring moments. hospitality. generosity. hedonism. culinary expertise. wine-tasting. excessive snacking. overloaded plates. excessive portions. bloated stomachs. messy eating. greasy fingers. full tables. indulgent spreads. overflowing cups. satisfied expressions. wine bottles. just can't get enough. fast food wrappers.

ENVY. motivation. competitive spirit. strategic planning. observational skills. bitter rivalry. contest. envious gossip. resentment-filled argument. social media jealousy. furrowed brows. clenched jaws. side-eye looks. pursed lips. tense posture. whispering behind backs. crossed arms. gossip magazines. keeping up with the joneses. the grass is always greener. feeling inadequate.

GREED. resourcefulness. entrepreneurial spirit. negotiation. materialistic. aggressive investment. lavish spending spree. resource-hoarding. get-rich-quick schemes. auction-bidding war. property acquisition. piles of money. overflowing wallets. luxury items. locked safes. penny-pinching. rare collectibles. selfishness. unwillingness to share.

SLOTH. calmness. stress management. nonchalance. relaxation techniques. lethargic. apathetic. inactive. lazy weekend. binge-watching marathon. neglected chores. skipped workout. long nap. lounging on the couch. missed deadlines. unkempt appearance. messy hair. pajamas. blankets. slippers. procrastination station. self-care routines.

WRATH. assertiveness. decisiveness. strength. intensity. boundary setting. courage. indignant. heated arguments. road rage incident. physical altercation. angry outburst. clenched fists. glaring eyes. tense muscles. raised voices. reddened faces. aggressive gestures. stormy demeanor. intense frowns. destructive actions. broken objects. punching bag. out for blood. fists. simmering anger.

PRIDE: confidence. self-assurance. self-respect. dignity. public speaking. self-promotion. arrogant. conceited. egotistical. self-important. vain. boastful speech. puffed chest. raised chin. smug smiles. spotlight. tooting your own horn. showing off. refusing to admit mistakes. feeling entitled. personal branding. leadership development.

[lisa-and-shadow]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡

1- My cats, Mona and Jojo

2- Art and crafts like crochet, and making tiny little felt dolls. I did the painting ehhhhh 12ish years ago.

3- Cooking. I like to eat! I like learning about other cultures and eating at different types of restaurants. I think food cultures are a great way to learn about people. Stuff I made recently with that in mind; pork carnitas, onigiri, and pickled eggs. (We have hens and had a surplus of eggs.)

4- Video games and RPG's. As an only child I spent a lot of time in my own imagination as a kid, and I still enjoy being able to escape into a fantasy world for a while. Especially a well written one.

5- Morally questionable fictional men with angular features, gruff voices, a regional accent, and a fatalistic world view. Especially if they're middle aged. Or older. (Twirls my hair.)

I was also sent this by @a-cosmic-elf @therealgchu @silurisanguine and @atonalginger so 💜💜💜 to all of you.

[atonalginger]

Emergence

New music and look look both inspired me. Background is the single cover art and reference was from Sleep Token's official insta (that I think everyone has seen).

[atonalginger]

top: Knight Commander Molla Sanellan, half-elf Dual-Cursed Oracle bottom left: Kristhear Sanellan: elven Divine Guardian Paladin Bottom right: to-be-named aasimar Kineticist

When I made my posts around lunch it was just me venting and I honestly didn't think they'd even be seen, let alone get any comments/interactions. Thank you for that. I often worry about sounding whiny or needy and I know so many are dealing with a lot and your loving words mean a lot.

I spent the better part of last week working on these three. They are all for a playthough I want to do in Owlcat's Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous game. Molla would be my character and the other two are mercs I'm building for a combo of RP reasons and to cover the missing companions Molla won't be welcoming to her inner circle (Sorry Daeran and Regill, I love you both but the Sarenite Oracle is going to have issues with you both. Camilla...your absence will be noted.)

This is venturing away from my usual style a little more because I wanted them to look/feel more like the portraits in-game so they didn't stand out when playing and while I'm not yet at the professional artists levels, I'm learning and evolving and quite happy in the end with how these turned out.

[atonalginger]

OC-vibes tag game

Rules: Post pic of your OC. Add a variation of pics/a collage/anything that transports the OCs vibe. A selection of songs that add to the vibe may be posted along the visuals.

I was tagged by @eridanidreams and I'm going to showcase Doc Melody from Starfield, 2342 edition.

I'm going to throw out a no pressure open tag for anyone who sees this. Got an OC you're dying to share? I'd like to see them!

ooo and songs too?

[atonalginger]

OC Action Tag game

Tagged by @silent-moons-camp

Rules: Cross out the things your OC hasn't done. If anyone wants me to elaborate, feel free to send me an ask about any of these!

I've got no pressure tags for all y'all. Yeah you too. lol, Got an OC? Wanna play? *motions for you to join*

Killed Someone Under Orders | Had Someone Killed On Their Orders | Killed Someone In Self Defense | Spared Someone’s Life | Invented Something | Been Hungover | Kissed Someone | Slow-Danced | Been In A Long-Term Relationship | Had Sex | Had Sex And Regretted It | Had A One-Night Stand | Had A Threesome | Experimented With Their Sexuality | Had A Kid | Adopted A Kid | Wanted To Have A Family With Someone | Done Something On Impulse They Regretted | Gone Traveling | Had A Bounty Put On Them | Eaten An Insect | Been Groped By A Stranger | Been Groped By Someone They Know | Been Dumped | Dumped Someone | Smoked | Gotten High | Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks | Put Someone In A Headlock | Won a Bet | Lost a Bet | Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them | Indulged In Petty Revenge | Hallucinated | Has A Noticeable Physical Defect | Gotten A Noticeable Scar | Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury | Kneed Someone In The Groin | Had An Unattainable Crush| Laughed Themself To The Point Of Tears | Been Kidnapped | Been Sexually Assaulted | Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised | Had A Recurring Nightmare | Been Bullied | Bullied Someone | Experienced Survivor’s Guilt | Been Tied/Chained Up | Given Someone A Massage | Received A Massage | Been Backed Up Against A Wall | Shot Someone | Stabbed Someone | Saved Someone’s Life | Cheated On Someone | Been Cheated On | Been In An Open Relationship | Had A Friendship With Benefits | Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship | Had A Stalker | Been Betrayed | Been A Traitor | Been Possessed | Been In A Bar Fight | Been Thrown Out Of A Bar | Been Arrested | Broken Out Of Jail | Been To A Funeral | Been To A Brothel | Had Surgery | Broken Someone’s Trust | Broken Someone’s Heart | Had Their Heart Broken | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger | Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite | Gotten A Piercing | Gotten A Tattoo | Used A Fake Name | Been Beaten Up | Been Tortured/Tortured Others | Been Abused | Been Blackmailed | Gotten Away With A Crime | Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed | Shared A Bed Platonically | Been In Love | Suffered From Sleep Paralysis | Been Forced To Flee Their Home | Learned A New Language | Joined A Rebellion | Fought On The Losing Side Of A War | Fought On The Winning Side Of A War | Become A Godparent | Become An Aunt/ Uncle

[atonalginger]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by the lovely and talented @fangbangerghoul, who shared a cool art wip today. thanks for the tag! I'm going to generally tag folks today because that way I don't worry I'm forgetting anyone lol. You got something you think you want to share, I've tagged you. I was thinking of you there. Yup, you.

Last week was a rough one for me creating wise. Heavy 'why bother' thoughts stopped me from even opening my laptop. I've been able to finally shake it and have another chapter down and hopefully will get more on track in the coming days but it's a process or whatever and there's going to be ups and downs.

I've also started to struggle at deciding what to share and what not to because...well I don't want to spoil my own story? I worry that sounds conceited but I want people to want to read the story and if they know everything that happens then...what would be the point? But also I'm only working on the one story atm so that's what I have to share...so I'm threading a needle here I guess. Maybe I'm overthinking things...

ANYWAY

I have a snippet from a chapter with Manny...well two snips...and some art? Under the read more for space saving.

first snippet:

Sleep was weird for Manny. It started with a nightmare where Cora had been snatched by the Redeemed instead of them. The monster wound up to slam her faceplate first into the concrete floor when everything froze. Her helmet was mere millimeters from an impact that would have shattered the glass, her body twisted in a gnarly position in the hands of the Redeemed.

“Quite a terrible scenario you’ve conjured.” A strange voice said. It was a delicate male voice with a raspy edge and a slight lisp. Manny looked around the still dream but could not find whoever spoke, “she’s replayed your flights every time she sleeps. Quite interesting that you can’t let go even to sleep.”

Manny searched for the source more, trying to pinpoint the direction with each word but it seemed to move around the edge of the scene. Almost like it was gliding across the floor.

“How would you fix this mess?”

Who are you? Manny asked.

“Not relevant,” He answered, “you have very little time left to fix this dream. How would you? Or will you watch her die?”

The last question set them off. They rushed the Redeemed and shoulder checked it, somehow knocking it off balance. They wanted Cora free from its grasp but knew from experience that the hands were like vices that would only release if a line was cut. A knife formed in their fist, an all black combat blade Evgeny had gifted them when they got the Eager Fortune. Manny found the weak point at the monsters elbows and dragged the blade across. Droplets of blood formed but nothing sprayed with time frozen. The vice grip released and Manny pulled Cora away, laying her on the floor before they turned back to the Redeemed. The knife punched through the neck guard with ease and with both hands Manny twisted the knife to carve out the throat before pulling it free.

“Such a savage kill,” the voice sounded delighted, “even if a touch too quick for my taste.”

Who are you!?

“Still not relevant,” He answered, “You should relax though. I’ve learned recently that too much stress does terrible things to the human mind and what’s to come demands you be sharp.”

What’s to come? How am I supposed to relax when…Who. Are. You?

“See, this is why I like you,” the lisp intensified, like the voice was hissing. Which was ridiculous, “You’ve got this spark! The passion, the energy, the fight. You are your own man, no matter what others try to do. If only you would embrace that more. You know who you are, why do you deny yourself that truth?”

Stop toying with me! Manny shouted, Who are you? what are you?

The pale blue eyes that first met them in the maintenance shaft flickered before them, “Who indeed, that is the question. Feel special, Manuel, I don’t put this level of effort into just anyone.”

Cora’s touch pulled them out of the nightmare. She was propped up on her elbow looking down at them with worry as she brushed their hair from their face. Then reality hit: they were struggling to breathe and drenched in sweat. She urged them to breathe in slowly, to focus on her voice, while she brushed their cheek with the backs of her fingers. Manny reached for her arm as they tried to comply, their mind a mess from whatever had just happened.

Her attention drifted to the edge of the bed, her expression hardening for a moment as she exhaled hard. The anger melted away as quickly as had appeared and she returned her attention to them with a tender kiss to their forehead.

--

snippet 2

She curled up next to them and broke down once more, her sobs rattling her whole body as she unloaded two weeks worth of fears. Manny rubbed her back and rocked her side to side while thinking about what the snake had said to them. ‘You are your own man, no matter what others try to do. If only you would embrace that more. You know who you are, why do you deny yourself that truth?’

It was something weighing on them for some time that they’d pushed away once they landed on Va’ruun’kai. When did they have time to contemplate that while facing a crisis like the one in Dazra. Why would He bother to waste time on it either? Cora said he was invested in the crisis, not either of them. Yet He took precious time to bring it up. He called them Manuel, a desire they had not shared with anyone.

--

I also have some art that is all set after the events of the current story.

Cora and Manny, some weeks after the story is over and they are back in Akila City. Cora stole that shirt from Manny's closet.

Manny and Cora about a year later. Cora stole that sweatshirt too. Half her wardrobe at that point is just stolen clothes from her boyfriend's closet.

[atonalginger]

Before you stands Lord Captain Beatriccie von Valancius, Rogue Trader.

Once Duchess Beatriccie Aeos Venria de Vahl af Calixis. Noble born on a Fortress World. Soldier to planetary governor. Her life was already book worthy before Theodora ripped her away from her people.

The skull on her shoulder is more than a mere trophy, while planetary governor she had tech priests convert the gorgeous specimen into her personal vox comm. The gilded eye socket functions as both speaker and receiver and the nose can function as a speaker when she wants to project her voice for orders.

[atonalginger]

OC Overview

I was tagged by @silent-moons-camp, thank you! I have a general no pressure tag for anyone who would like to play along.

-> BASICS

Name: Dr. Jamie Coe-Melody

Class/Subclass Traits (because she's in starfield): Empath, Terra Firma, Raised Universal (non-practicing), Freestar Collective Settler (she has 4 because she has a game pass save and a steam save and I dropped raised universal on steam)

Background: Professor - You've always enjoyed learning, but nothing could compare to the joy of teaching others. As humankind spread throughout the stars, there was never a lack of knowledge to obtain, and you gladly assisted.

Gender: female

Sexuality: bisexual

Pronouns: she/her

-> OTHER

Family: Estranged/no-contact - The Lambert and Baker families (her parents families), including her parents and younger brother, Jasper Lambert. Julien 'Fox' Prince - Brother Bella Cherise - sister by choice Sophie Delgado - niece/goddaughter Rafa Delgado - nephew/godson Becker Mae Preacher - sibling by choice Cora Coe - Step-daughter

Birthplace: Dodgewood, Akila, Cheyenne System

Job: in 2330 (start of game) - Professor of History at UCU in New Atlantis -Published Author -Freelance explorer - Mantis - part-time terrormorph hunter (post UC faction quest bc AU timey whimy shit) in 2337 (start of Mantis Chronicles) - Second Captain of the Liberated - Mantis

Phobias: fear of loss of control

Hobbies: singing, piano (rusty it's been years), reading, art (mainly sketches of her finds when exploring), Old Earth relic collecting, gardening (I know I'm forgetting something)

-> MORALS

Alignment: 2330: Neutral Good; 2337: drifted into True Neutral. Leaning near Lawful (her sense of Justice/vengeance). Some might argue she's still good but...she's about to do some questionable shit

Sins: Lust, Wrath

Virtues: Justice, Fortitude, Hope

-> THIS OR THAT

Introverted/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized/Disorganized

Close-minded/Open-minded

Calm/Anxious/Restless

Disagreeable/In-Between/Agreeable

Patient/In-Between/Impatient

Outspoken/In-Between/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-between/Apathetic

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist

Traditional/In-Between/Modern

Hard-working/Lazy

-> RELATIONSHIPS

OTP: Doc Melody x Sam Coe

Acceptable Ships: Doc Melody x Delgado (this is also canon post game starting in 2337)

OT3: that's not really how she roles so N/A

BroTP: Doc and Bella are BroTP...SisTP? Doc and Rokov were also BroTP once they got to know one another. A friendship built on a deep respect.

NoTP: Doc and any of the other romance candidates. She is friends with them but even that gets antagonistic at times.

[atonalginger]

WIP Wednesday

oh hai, I have a general tag for those who wish it and a snippet from the growing tale of Cora's adventure (this story needs a title...it's like 75k+ and still doesn't have a title....) No pressure with the tag, I know so many are in that final push before the big holidays and I do not want to add to that.

In another snippet from a while back I shared some of Becker's subplot in this story. They're out there because their mother did something terrible and they are determined to exact vengeance. They call it justice in their head but the line between the two is very thin.

This snippet isn't so much about that but touching on connections to other characters. Well one character...and there will be art at the end too!

Anyway, the snippet:

Zoya was uninterested with the kids, as were most of the Zealot leadership preparing to rush the city and seize control. Despite all the talk of Cora’s brilliance and help with the Mourning Device and other research none of them saw her as a threat. She was seen as a bug buzzing about, easily squashable when the time was right. Not worth the effort to attack outright.

They knew they would have to act soon if they wanted to take Zoya out. She was in active contact with Khaslav up in the northern outskirts. Someone Becker had hoped was too busy being a bloodthirsty prick elsewhere in the starfield. Or dead. Dead would have been preferable. She wanted to meet up in the coming days to finalize a plan of attack on the spaceport. He just had some personal business to attend to first, something to do with stubborn Orahim.

Had he come to his senses finally? Did he see what Becker had tried to get him to see so many years ago? They tried not to get their hopes up too much; they remembered how vicious Orahim became. How loyal he was to that maniac. But they also remembered how thoughtful he could be when away from that crew. How gentle and thoughtful he could be when it counted. He could also be quite the ally if he’d turned his back on the Zealots. Could returning to their Va’ruun’kai do that?

They didn’t dare get their hopes up, even as old memories had begun to haunt their sleep. Those steel blue eyes and the tiny curl of his lip when he allowed himself to grin. They wondered if any of that survived the long years at Khaslav’s side. A question that had to wait; dealing with Zoya and finding Cora and Manny took precedence.

But Becker needed to figure out how to deal with the Redeemed before they went after their mother. She kept one close by and the others were fast enough that Becker would be screwed if they got caught. Part of them wanted to take the easiest route and just poison the woman’s food but it felt too easy, too much of a cop-out, and too likely to be caught by the others. No, they needed to be ready to fight not only her but the whole base. Which wasn’t impossible. It was pushing it but for Pa? For Pa it would be worth it.

[therealgchu]

i also need art prints of this.

For Stowaway Savior I decided to give the four captains searching for the lost duo a model-a robot co-pilot to have their backs, as well as mentioning that Goose has one but she's being repaired when the crisis starts.

Each one of these model-a robots were liberated from abandoned outposts or found stored in UC outposts "liberated' by the Crimson Fleet. Their personalities were originally all blank, right out the box service robot mode but over time each one has/will develop an actual personality, similar to Vasco in the game.

The Crimson Bots program is the brainchild of Goose with Jazz's engineer's assistance. He wanted to pay tribute to Vasco as well as give the Fleet the edge he knew these model-a robots could bring.

So let's meet the bots?

Jinx is Starborn!Sam's co-pilot. On the surface is seems like a standard, Vasco-like model-a...until the various lessons and added programs kick in. Lila, Del, and Goose have all added delightful little mannerisms into Jinx's programming that expanded his knowledge as well as made him ornerier. Jinx loves to help his captain. Jinx also loves to piss him off.

Trix is Delgado's co-pilot. Flashier paint job but bland personality. Trix is the least modified in the personality department. They are very loyal and look out for their captain, trying hard to keep Del happy and calm. It's a thankless job and Trix is a superhero for trying.

Moonlight is Cooper's co-pilot. The newest Crimson Bot to come online, Moonlight hasn't found their true voice yet. They were given lessons based on Whiz's memory bank but no personality imprint. Seems to have a playful streak but nothing on the level of Jinx or Whiz. Very protective.

Whiz is Goose's co-pilot. She's a wise cracking model-a who can and will woop your ass if you look at her captain wrong. Currently out of commission in the Key's engineering bay and very worried about her captain.

Quirk is Lila's co-pilot. Quirk is...well Quirk. She came online when Whiz did and due to Lila's laizze faire approach to training and management has spent FAR too much time on the extranet. To say she cusses like a sailor would be an insult to foul mouthed sailors. She is very rude and has an extremely entitled, self-important, spoiled attitude. Lila believes she can reverse the damage through discipline and positive reinforcement...time will tell if she is right.

[atonalginger]

OC action tag game

Rules: Cross out the things your OC hasn't done. If anyone wants me to elaborate, feel free to send me an ask about any of these!

Tagged by @fangbangerghoul! Thanks for the tag

I've done this with Doc so let's go with Lyssa Shrike this time...

Killed Someone Under Orders

Had Someone Killed On Their Orders

Killed Someone In Self Defense

Spared Someone’s Life

Invented Something

Been Hungover

Kissed Someone

Slow-Danced

Been In A Long-Term Relationship

Had Sex

Had Sex And Regretted It

Had A One-Night Stand

Had A Threesome

Experimented With Their Sexuality

Had A Kid

Adopted A Kid

Wanted To Have A Family With Someone

Done Something On Impulse They Regretted

Gone Traveling

Had A Bounty Put On Them

Eaten An Insect

Been Groped By A Stranger

Been Groped By Someone They Know

Been Dumped

Dumped Someone

Smoked

Gotten High

Flirted With Someone To Get Free Drinks

Put Someone In A Headlock

Won a Bet

Lost a Bet

Forgiven Someone Who Wronged Them

Indulged In Petty Revenge

Hallucinated

Has A Noticeable Physical Defect

Gotten A Noticeable Scar

Been Permanently Disfigured Through Injury

Kneed Someone In The Groin

Had An Unattainable Crush

Laughed Themself To The Point Of Tears

Been Kidnapped

Been Sexually Assaulted

Been Brainwashed/Hypnotised

Had A Recurring Nightmare

Been Bullied

Bullied Someone

Experienced Survivor’s Guilt

Been Tied/Chained Up

Given Someone A Massage

Received A Massage

Been Backed Up Against A Wall

Shot Someone

Stabbed Someone

Saved Someone’s Life

Cheated On Someone

Been Cheated On

Been In An Open Relationship

Had A Friendship With Benefits

Been In A Queerplatonic Relationship

Had A Stalker

Been Betrayed

Been A Traitor

Been Possessed

Been In A Bar Fight

Been Thrown Out Of A Bar

Been Arrested

Broken Out Of Jail

Been To A Funeral

Been To A Brothel

Had Surgery

Broken Someone’s Trust

Broken Someone’s Heart

Had Their Heart Broken (over and over)

Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Anger

Broken/Damaged Something Out Of Spite

Gotten A Piercing

Gotten A Tattoo

Used A Fake Name

Been Beaten Up

Been Tortured

Been Abused

Been Blackmailed

Gotten Away With A Crime

Framed Someone Else For A Crime They Committed

Shared A Bed Platonically

Been In Love

Suffered From Sleep Paralysis

Been Forced To Flee Their Home

Learned A New Language

Joined A Rebellion

Fought On The Losing Side Of A War

Fought On The Winning Side Of A War

Become A Godparent

Become An Aunt/ Uncle

[therealgchu]

Snippet Sunday - The Pilot

notice the new graphic? this is the start of the new fic series that'll go up friday. tagging @eridanidreams, @atonalginger, @fangbangerghoul, @@esorydoolb, and @sailor-kaiju (c'mon, show me what you're working on!) and anyone else that wants to put up a snippet or art.

it's part of the anamnesis series, and goes into how sam became one of the best pilots in the settled systems. it starts at age 6, and goes till he joins constellation. much of the themes will be about generational trauma, and how we break out of it, and fly away.

also, a reminder that Chapter 2 of Spooky Action at a Distance is up on ao3.

my other stuff on ao3.

sneak peek

Jacob had his hands full navigating re-entry with a rambunctious six year old on his lap who kept trying to pop up to see out of the cockpit windows. Truth be told, the man was a serviceable pilot, at best. And, at the moment he was regretting his decision to let Sam sit on his lap as he adjusted the nose to tilt upwards so the heat plates would take more of the brunt of the friction from re-entry. But, Jacob knew that when Grace looked at him like that, he couldn’t say no. 

They had met at a function at the Rock ten years ago, and to this day, he never knew why she asked him out. He wasn’t great looking, and she was beautiful - tall, flaxen hair, blue eyes the color of the Akila sky after it was washed clean by rain, and the longest legs he’d ever seen on a woman. He was just a mid-level civil servant with the FC, working mainly in trade, while she had just finished her Ph.D., dashing off to newly discovered planets to uncover the origin of how solar systems were created. He’d gone to the function because his buddy, Ben, who’d just joined the Rangers, wanted a wing-man. Turned out Ben didn’t need a wing-man, and Jacob was left alone at the bar. He’d been contemplating leaving when Grace walked up to him. Of course he’d noticed her earlier, she had swarms of people around her vying for her attention all evening, yet she arrowed in on him. From that moment forward, they were inseparable.

Sam was a bit of a miracle baby, as Grace wasn’t sure she could carry to term. They tried to conceive again shortly after Sam turned two, but it wasn’t to be. Medical science still could fix only so much, and her pregnancy with Sam put too much of a strain on her body. Instead, they lavished their love and attention on their only child. He might have been a little spoiled, at least compared to the way Jacob was raised, but he was such a sweet, loving boy, that it didn’t seem to make a difference.

Jacob was thankful that Sam took after his mother in looks, the same blond hair and clear blue eyes, rather than him. He also took after his mother in his disposition and brains. He was fearless and open with everyone, just like his mother, and sucked up information like a sponge. Jacob, on the other hand, was by nature cautious and even timid at times; and he knew he didn’t have a great mind. He was built to be the low-level bureaucrat that he was. Grace was reckless and spontaneous; sometimes too spontaneous as there were several times when he had to haul her out of trouble. In all, however, they made a good, complimentary team, smoothing each other’s edges.

Sam, however, seemed to distill the best qualities from both parents. While fearless, he already showed signs of good sense, and he had a kindness and thoughtfulness that his mother sometimes lacked. By the time the boy was three, Jacob felt that Sam was intended for greatness, to bring back glory to the Coe name. He knew that he was never going to; his own father drilled that fact into his head often enough growing up. But for Sam, he was going to move all of the Settled Systems if he had to, to give the boy all of the opportunities to reach his destiny.