#bloodborne fanfic

[subzeroparade]

I'm so excited about your upcoming work Can I find out who the two main ones will be

Ty ヽ(•‿•)ノ

First one is a two-part on the Moon Deal (creation of the Hunter’s Dream) so it’s mostly about these two being weird about each other:

Then a one-shot from Simon’s POV, of which only a little is written but I’d like to finish it.

Thanks for reading <3

[fantomette22]

A scholar's dream, Chapter 8: Moonlit encounter (Bloodborne fanfiction)

Chapter 8 is here!!!!

And the French version

[general-luce]

Celeste undergoes countless experiments to remove the old blood, all while losing more and more of herself to the guidance of the moon.

[ligawolfcosplayandarts]

So we are 6 chapters in now.

It took me like 7 months at least to grow a pair and write this fanfic. My sweet oc Lily and Gascoigne aaaahhh.

English isn't my first language, so be aware of spelling mistakes.

Also 17+ hits and my first ever kudos. Wehee.

Also I'll be adding some headcanons about characters like Henryk, Eileen, Gascoigne daughters and Gascoigne himself. And in respect, some of Viola headcanons too.

Smut will be when we reach chapter 8 or 9 at least. I just love writing fluff and bonding a lot, which will result eventual smut.

[grollow]

Sing

Title: sing Rating: T Characters: Kos, The Fishing Hamlet Villagers, Mentions of the Byrgenwerth Scholars, Mentions of Orphan of Kos Summary:    Listen for the baneful chants.    Weep with them, as one in trance.    And weep with us, oh weep with us…    Kos, the Fishing Hamlet, and the curse that bound those who would defile the mother and her children for all time. Contains spoilers for The Old Hunters DLC. Author’s Notes: I don’t have a banner for this since I rarely write in this fandom. Hoping to change that some this year?? In the meantime... Have a Bloodborne ... thing.

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[starfolk7]

*casually drops a fic update and runs*

[secteel]

Sketched how I viewed Valtr when I published my fic. Honestly gave the me the drive to practice creative writing in view of future fics aaa

Link to fanfic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54670189

[blueberry-bubbles130]

So I’m going to continue my Chloe Bourgeois Isekai series. Which I will add to my pinned masterpost. I’m going to do all three but I was wondering….

I’ve set it to a week so there’s the longest time possible for people to decide. Plus it gives me a little time to construct basic plots. I’ve got some ideas already, and I’ll continue to play around with them.

I mean I should really be focusing on already started projects instead of making more right now considering I’m going to be busy. But to hell with it, why not?

[subzeroparade]

Chapters: 4/4 Relationships: Rom/Caryll Additional Tags: Gender-Neutral Caryll, Byrgenwerth-era, the latent horror of academia, grad school with the added insult of unfathomable cosmic iniquities Summary:

Gods, I loved you, I want to say. I always thought I didn’t. I thought if I kept the words like liquid sloshed under the tongue, they’d never be real. I thought not saying it gave me power, the only kind of power I had over them. I didn’t know I was out of time. 

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Rom and Caryll, before and after.

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You want academic shenanigans? you got those. you want pining? it's in here. you want the realisation that it's impossible to balance an uncomplicated relationship and career and occasional eldritch horror (all while being a woman)???? that's the plot. you want savage dunking on Willem? that's in here too, as a treat.

[breathinginyoursmoke]

Have a little drabble based off @mmmairon 's Bloodborne Diluc AU

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The doorknob hadn't even begun to creak before he flew inside. His arms embraced you, trembling. The smell of iron stains the air as you blink in surprise. "Red...?"

You winced as you began to move one of your bandaged arms, pain moving up your arm as if it was in your bloodstream. "Did something happen?"

"He's dead."

"What?"

"Kaeya," Diluc's voice was muffled against your hair. "He's been dead, for months now."

You feel your heart erupt to your throat. Your intell was wrong. You led him astray. The urge to give into his embrace fell from the guilt that began to eat in your belly.

"I...was wrong, then."

"No,"

"No?" You gawked. "It must have been if it turned out he had been in the grave for gods' know how long."

"Your intell was right about his locations. That's all I needed." His voice was shaky, hoarse. As if he had been crying. "I'm glad to have known I was on the right track for him."

The guilt eating at your belly refused to allow you to embrace him in return. You began to move your arm to stroke at the red locks that had been spilling from his hat.

"I'm sorry, Diluc. I'm sorry, my intell was incorrect."

You finally allowed yourself to wrap your arms around his form, causing him to shake even more.

[general-luce]

Celeste finally locates the lunarets, and begins to realize what trying to cure the blood will mean, not for humanity, but for herself.

[ligawolfcosplayandarts]

I know I do a lot of Gascoyrk art, but not everyone was aware I also ship Gascoigne with my oc.

I finally started writing my fanfic about my oc, female hunter named Lily, and Father Gascoigne. And the fact ideas were in my head since December but gladly I'm putting them on Ao3 now. hehe

I'll be also adding this fanfic onto my Wattpad as I have to reinstall it on my phone. So yea, I'm writing again.

[chronicle-of-torment]

Painful memories

Desecrated lotus. Heavy thoughts of a tired Chronicler.

[phoenixcatch7]

The thing I like about my writing is that I never write a story the same way twice. Everything I write demands a different flow.

For example, of the two stories I'm writing now, one wanted present tense (which I am, it turns out, terrible at) and lots of Internet slang/grammar, and the other one decided it had to be made of very short snippets, with one or two longer scenes forming naturally and lots of run on sentences. Both of them I originally tried in my 'more typical' style and both times it failed miserably to click until I scrapped it entirely and restarted.

Ironically enough, the present tense one I'd been intending to write in more episodic bursts, and the snippets one is the start of a long and twisting story delving into deeper themes than I ever have before. But that's the way they wanted to be written! It's more thinking on my behalf than I might have wanted (I am truly fighting my instinct for past tense), but in return I'm finding a rhythm and pattern that's working so well!

I guess the morale of the story is that if you've just started a story or art piece or whatever but it's just not working out, try approaching it from an unusual angle, something you haven't tried before. Something about it isn't clicking, so try a new method entirely!

But most importantly, have a folder somewhere you can move all the little bits and pieces you made but had to take out. It's old advice, but the problem is usually further back than you think. Doesn't mean you have to lose your progress.

[karnaca78]

Once it was a place of wonder, when not yet given to decay. History breaks and reshapes, he knows, be it stone or bone. He likes the bone at his fingers. In the laboratory, at an hour too early for noise, when he is alone, when he hears the skin-less hum of a humerus, the past turns present and moulds his mind a time-piece. Delicacy lining his hand, he makes himself as goldsmith and cares for the dead as never have the living. Here, too: this is what he wants. The skeleton and the marrow, the fabric of ancestry and genealogies given forgetfulness— this is what he wants, to carve his name cranial along a curve, a ridge, a life ossified. To write history and become it in time.

Excerpt from Intercostal / Red, in which Micolash and Laurence go down an old underworld.

Read here on AO3

[undefeatablesin]

The full version of the banner art from the other day lol ✨️