#kara and Edith

[pigeonwhumps]

Sam and Lucan 'verse masterlist

In a world where non-humans are enslaved, our characters are just trying to live out their lives in peace. And failing, mostly.

General contents: non-human characters, institutionalised slavery, fantasy racism, dehumanisation, PTSD

(I've also put disabled whumpee under some of the series – this is a disability that isn't PTSD or I'd have it for all of them! Also, non-human species specifics listed).

Series

Kara and Edith

When Kara, a declawed werewolf and escaped slave, is given a gift card for Swift Auction House, she buys Edith, a 700-year-old vampire who has been owned by one family for about 600 of those years. Taking her home with the determination that she won't have to recover alone like Kara did, they now have to learn to live freely together, which is no easy task for either of them.

Contains: pet whump, caretaker new whumper, found family, recovery whump, werewolves, vampire, disabled character, whumpee turned caretaker, mutual caretaking, lady whump

Sam and Lucan

Sam rescues Lucan, a pet-class faerie slave belonging to Caroline Jones, famous actress and prominent supporter of the continued slavery of non-humans. They're not sure what they're doing, only that it needs to be done, and Lucan's trust in both them and Amanda is hard-earned, his possible eventual friendship even more so.

Contains: pet whump, caretaker new master, found family, recovery whump, faerie, disabled characters

Torturing Fangs

The Mask livestreams the vampire Fangs' torture, with input from commenters.

Interactive via asks (asks = livestream comments)

Contains: vampire, lady whump, 'it' as a pronoun for dehumanisation, torture

[pigeonwhumps]

Person A: "Thank you for coming to get me so quickly, you must be sick of constantly drawing the short straw though, huh?"

Person B: "What do you mean?"

Person A: "Well, ever since you joined, you've always been the one who ends up getting sent to come save me. Before then, everyone always drew lots whenever I got in trouble, and whoever lost was never exactly quiet about how annoying it was to be stuck rescuing a disabled analyst. I'm honestly surprised you haven't filed a complaint yet!"

Person B: "...Is that what they told you?"

[my-anime-goods]

Re:Zero kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (Re:ZERO -Starting Life in Another World-) - New goods with new illustrations in collaboration with three ramen shops (Bariuma, Torinosuke, and Fuunmaru) from 1 January to 4 February 2024.

[void-botanist]

Trick or Treat? 🦇

A treat for you! Surprisingly one of the most important references I have for locality space is Wikipedia's list of cattle breeds. Bovans (humans with cow features basically) are not one to one copies of actual cattle breeds, but I do take inspiration from their horns and coat patterns. Some that I've used so far are:

Ayrshire: Oran and Neb (they are actually brothers by blood, and yes they do have spots)

Aubrac: Edith

Blonde d'Aquitaine: Kara (I think? who knows where I wrote this down. but she does look like a ghost)

Nicea taglist: @kahvilahuhut @malloen8c @outpost51 @writernopal @athenswrites

[pigeonwhumps]

Kara and Edith medieval fantasy reverse au. Bc werewolves are kind of like creatures, right? I can't get this out of my head so they are now

CWs: non-human whumpee, pet whump, past amputation, dehumanisation, blood, burns

Edith sighs and fidgets as the family exits the throne room. So many people have come to congratulate her on her accession to the throne, and while she appreciates them, it's been a long night. Her fangs ache and the crown's weighing her down.

And she can hear more behind the doors.

"You can take a break, Your Majesty," suggests Sam, her advisor and bodyguard, quietly. "You've been at this for hours."

Edith shakes her head. "Edith will take some more. This vampire can work for longer."

"All right." They motion, and the guards open the double doors, ushering in the next group, a man and woman dragging a wheeled cage between them. It's draped with dark blue fabric but Edith can smell silver and werewolf. She feels a deep sense of foreboding, although she tries to brush it aside – after... what happened, feelings like this haven't been uncommon, and they're often irrational.

Still, though. She nods at Sam as surreptitiously as possible, signalling for them to keep an eye out. Just in case something really is wrong.

The man and woman both bow.

"Thank you for seeing us, Your Majesty. We would like to congratulate you on your recent succession to the throne. As a gift, we present to you our most recent catch. We have trained it, and it will make the perfect pet."

Edith mentally kicks herself. They're hunters. Of course they are, look at their dress, their gear. The silver's been taken off them at the entrance but even so... the loop of rope at the man's waist takes on a more sinister appearance now, now she knows its likely use.

She strides forward and yanks the blanket off the cage. There's a werewolf inside, and they whimper behind their silver muzzle as the light hits them.

"Shh." Her hands are gloved, as they always are for audiences, and she growls slightly as she rips the gate to the cage off its hinges. "Shh, come out, this vampire will not hurt you."

The werewolf slinks out slowly, tail between their legs, ears flat against their head, whining with every step. They're basically skin and bone, and they're injured, Edith can smell the blood. Their gait is... off, too.

As soon as the werewolf is close enough, Edith bends down, removing their muzzle, casting it aside. Their burns are horrendous, and the smell... unsmothered by the silver, it's terrible.

"Elis, fetch a physician, whoever is available and able to treat werewolves. And you." She stands, glaring at the two hunters, who both take a step back, intimidated by her bright red eyes. The werewolf crouches behind her. "What are your names, and how exactly did you acquire this werewolf?"

The man swallows. "Mark and Lilah, Your Majesty. We captured it two moon cycles ago just outside of this kingdom, trying to invade your territory. Once we discovered that you had ascended to the throne, we thought that this would be the perfect gift to prove our loyalty."

Edith clenches her fists, anger simmering just below the surface. She can smell the hunters' blood, see their jugulars pulsing, bright red and healthy. Not yet. "Do you know the laws of this kingdom?"

"We have made the creature safe, Your Majesty."

"Then it is clear you do not. This kingdom is a sanctuary for non-humans, and we do not accept gifts of them. Is this ruler correct in thinking you have held them for two months, and are holding other creatures?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," replies Mark. "After all, we can't let them leave. Creatures are a danger to society."

"You did not have to torture them," Edith snarls, and leaps on Mark, tearing his neck open. The blood is bitter but she's oh so hungry, and so angry, and she drinks deeply. When she pulls away, wiping her chin, his pulse is slow, breathing shallow. Lilah's sobbing, a guard holding her arm.

"Your partner is not dead, and he will not die, provided you tell us the location of your holding camp."

"Just– just over the border," Lilah sniffles, "a few miles from the village of Wealdstone."

Edith nods stiffly. "Guards, take them to the dungeons, and get someone to tend to him. There is no need for them to be gentle."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As the hunters are dragged out, Edith crouches down beside the werewolf, reaching out a hand. They don't resist as she strokes their head, but she's not sure they want it either.

"No-one is going to hurt you here. You were heading for sanctuary, weren't you? Well you have it here. Let us examine your injuries, this vampire will not do anything to you." She looks up at Sam. "We need to send some people to the hunters' camp. Col, Sæwin and Elis?"

"A knight, a healer and Elis. Sounds like a good combination."

Just then, there's a knock on the door and Amanda enters. She has her citole on her back and an armful of medical supplies. Edith smiles. Out of all the physicians here, Amanda's the one she trusts the most with an injured werewolf. She just didn't know if they were working tonight.

"I've come to tend to the werewolf, Your Majesty."

Edith moves aside, watching anxiously as Amanda approaches. A cornered animal is strong. But the werewolf doesn't try to get away, simply hunching down and whimpering.

"I'm Amanda, I'm a physician. I just want to have a look at your injuries. Will you let me? We can stop whenever you like."

The werewolf whines, bowing their head submissively.

"Thank you. Let's have a look at you then."

As Amanda begins to examine them, Edith beckons to a servant.

"Have a set of suitable chambers prepared for them, and a meal sent up. Lucan will know what to make. And send Col, Sæwin and Elis to this vampire as soon as they are free."

The servant bows and hurries off. Edith turns to Amanda, who's examining the werewolf's teeth. "How bad are they?"

Amanda lets go of their jaw gently. "Declawed entirely, teeth filed down. Beating marks and burns everywhere. Extremely malnourished. Bastards."

Edith swallows hard, swinging her cloak off and draping it over the trembling werewolf. "We will help you now. And those bastards are going to get exactly what they deserve."

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recently-coronated noble!caretaker being gifted creature!whumpee as a 'pet' and losing their SHIT on the gifter

[ridermatsu]

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[vampyrfagg]

2, 12, 17 and 30 for the ask <3

HI CAROL!!!!

2 - a song you like with a number in the title

12 - a song from your preteen years

i loooved this song when i was like. 13-15 so much ... which is not quite preteen but ohwell:)

17 - a song that you would sing a duet with on karaoke

eer um uh don't ask where the duet comes in my coworkers and i just like making the funny noises at one anpther and its all i can think of

30 - a song that reminds you of yourself

this is so HARD uh.. i find this song very grounding which counts i think

[arvonoon]

I like you, have this unorganised list of character names I’ve accumulated

Moxxi

Crash

Warden

Fawn

Samuel

Mack

Lacey

Georgia

Clarissa

Fredrick

Bonnie

Chime

Florence

Gregory

Kyler

Quincy

Paula

Emmet

Jack

Larry

Victor

Liam

Henry

Kich

Tambre

Eurypterid

Blithe

Jubilant/Jubilee

Barchan

Argent

Billow

Zephyr

Axel

Lyle

Leif

Ace

Grey

Alizarin

Arylide

Bleu

Sienna

Umber

Carmine

Carnelian

Celeste

Celadon

Cordovan

Crimson

Fuchsia

Cairo

Otto

Briggs

Colby

Rocco

Rory

Brielle

Emery

Oaklee

Vienna

Frankie

Aubriella

Clementine

Charli

Piper

Saffron

Cleo

Luz

Clover

Delphinium

Dogwood

Filbert

Hollyhock

Hyacinth

Magnolia

Mimosas

Mugwort

Mallow

Nosegay

Orchid

Cattleya

Osmunda

Ophir

Phlox

Rhododendron

Wisteria

Zinnia

Agate

Malachite

Topaz

Onyx

January

April

May

June

August

Jasper

Rosaline

Tourmaline

Lotte

Camibeth

Lillian

Parsley

Belliana

Moonbow

Bush

Zippy

Wyrd

Amaranth

Amberjack

Oribi

Joyce

Wilby

Leto

Jett

Dahlia

Harriet

Hilda

Loretta

Maude

Molly

Phoebe

Rook

Mallard

Auk

Kagu

Cashew

Yale

Yara

Sunny

Yvonne

Yoland

Yonder

Zora

Zaire

Zuri

Nifty

Breezy

Finicky

Gaud

Ampersand

Yogh

Wynn

Ethel

Hoosier

Jamie

Kaira

Fox

Hale

Orla

Rielle

Raine

Sabrina

Indigo

Axton

North

Augury

Alchemy

Sanguine

Florid

Chroma

Saffron

Ochre

Sepia

Tawny

Henna

Ecru

Lichen

Plumose

Beryl

Fir

Conifer

Creek

Rivulet

Bourn

Rill

Spate

Monsoon

Sleet

Sirocco

Graupel

Morass

Jovian

Presley

Clint

Helge

Reggie

Rosine

Cyrus

Bowie

Atlas

Phoebe

Hannah

Aster

Sirius

Leo

Jupiter

Neptune

Kara

Prima

Freyr

Freyja

Vili

Ymir

Ananke

Erebus

Gaea/Gaia

Theia

Arete

Bia

Corus

Zelos

Angelos

Charon

Hecate

Arke

Addax

Alk

Hemlock

Belladonna

Agave

Chervil

Laurelf

Verbena

Gazania

Amaranth

Holly

Snapdragon

Alyssum

Dicentra

Clarkia

Clematis

Bob

Rome

Chester

Arien

Granger

Yarrow

Eranthus

Aconite

Snowgum

Josephine

Aria

Adele

Agatha

Juno

Livvy

Marissa

Nerida

Noelle

Pandora

Simone

Wren

Verity

Georgina

Roxanne

Camille

Addison

Vince

Kei

Erin

Drew

Dakota

Morgan

Marley

Kingsley

Salem

Parker

Darrian

Vireo

Ocelot

Maxton

Raleigh

Zyrille

Pangea

Narah

Enzo

Aubade

Aureate

Kalon

Paralian

Serein

Mycelium

Reishi

Agarikon

Godfrey

Hughes

Rolfe

Keld

Howe

Mell

Liard

Lockram

Nacre

Nim

Nisus

Nivial

Nyala

Ingle

Inkhorn

Iridal

Iroko

Ixora

Rach

Rorulent

Russet

Genevieve

Urushiol

Cullet

Herman

Regent

Towser

Joyce

Gail

Dale

Goldie

Mildred

Irene

Leroy

Marian

Alvin

Milton

Leona

Roland

Leslie

Loretta

Hattie

Lottie

Vivian

Vera

Vance

Sloane

Elkhorn

Caligo

Achlys

Cecilia
Mila

Rufus

Cassia

Marius

Canigula

Lutrine

Astaroth

Arcturus

Cygnus

Cetus
Baxter

Correa

Marianna

Daphne

Ciar
Myra

Reuben

Rhoda

Manuel

Lori

Beverly

Colby

Elias

Brody

Colton
Mulberry
Myrrh

Myrtle

Holm

Valonia

Aleppo

Corsican

Leuke

Rhodon

Karya

Datura

Petra
Enoch

Ada

Adelaide

Edith
Argent
Iain

Maskrey

Alston

Bingley

[pigeonwhumps]

Edith and Kara in non-whump! Edith does canonically have a little crush on Kara (or she will, once I've written it), I just went a bit further. Especially given that the characters that originally inspired Kara and Edith were a werewolf and vampire couple.

Also, in a world where Kara didn't own Edith and wasn't quite so traumatised, they would definitely fall in love. So I'm just setting it to rights, really 🤷.

Realizing that the best way for a vampire to conceal themself in modern society is to become a tattoo artist that accepts blood donations as payment

[pigeonwhumps]

Kara and Edith

When Kara, a declawed werewolf and escaped slave, is given a gift card for Swift Auction House, she buys Edith, a 700-year-old vampire who has been owned by one family for about 600 of those years. Taking her home with the determination that she won't have to recover alone like Kara did, they now have to learn to live freely together, which is no easy task for either of them, although at least they have each other, and Amanda to help.

But nothing lasts forever.

Contains pet whump, whumpee thinks caretaker is their new master, found family, recovery whump, non-human whumpees, werewolf whumpees (Kara, Nuru), vampire whumpee (Edith) disabled character (Kara), whumpee turned caretaker, mutual caretaking.

General CWs: Slavery, BBU-adjacent I guess, pet whump, non-human whumpees, fantasy racism, PTSD.

Character intros (inc picrews):

Kara, Edith and Molly

Mark

Nuru

Amanda

Main works:

NB: Rough chronological order, not posting order. The most recent pieces in each section are bolded. Characters included are in brackets. Mini text is WIPs.

Edith: the first few hundred years

Hope (Edith)

Whipped (Edith)

Torturing Fangs (interactive) (Edith)

Kara enslaved

Declawed (Kara)

Lost and found (Kara, Mark)

Kara: out but alone

Out (Kara)

Swift Auction House

Escape attempt pt 1 (Lucan)

Escape attempt pt 2 (Lucan, Edith)

Kara and Edith: the first years

Prequel: Blood (Kara, Amanda, Molly)

New Home (Kara, Edith, Molly)

Hunting Night (Kara, Edith)

Kara and Edith #1 (Kara, Edith, Amanda, Molly)

Recapture

Caught (Kara, Mark)

AUs:

Medieval fantasy reverse au (Kara, Edith, Sam, Amanda)

Tattoo artist x park ranger (Kara, Edith)

Awesome things by other people:

A Small Breakthrough (Kara, Edith, Molly)

Asks:

Mark

📦 Have you ever thought about returning your pet?

Kara

🤫 If you could say anything to your owner with a guarantee of zero consequences, what would it be?

💀 If she was one of the 7 sins, what sin would she be?

🔺Kara, do you think you deserve what happened to you?

♦️ quirks/hobbies headcanon

Edith

9. What is, or would be, Edith's favorite video game?

✩ happy headcanon

Extras:

Kara and Edith hug

Height comparisons

Taglist: @whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump @onlybadendings @whumpofdory @haro-whumps @flowersarefreetherapy @enigmawritesstuff @quietly-by-myself

Sam and Lucan have their own masterlist (also feat Amanda) here.

[whumpsecretsantaevent]

Secret Santa Gift: @paintedpigeon1

This is a Secret Santa event so there will be a blanket trigger warning for all entries, so read at your own risk! Potential trigger warnings may include nsfw themes as well as gore and possible squicks.

TITLE: A Small Breakthrough

CWs: amputation (referenced), flashbacks/PTSD, disabled whumpee, disabled caretaker, nonhuman whumpee, nonhuman caretaker, lady whump

The night was cold, freezing perhaps. Those were words that brought to mind places - places of long ago that Kara would rather forget. They were the chills that were sent down her spine when she remembered, remembered the cold hitting her freshly-amputated toes.

She ran her hand through Molly’s fur. She’s safe. She’s free. One day, she might believe it, but certainly not now. 

Kara decided, then, not to go outside. After all, amputations often leave nerve damage and the ones who did hers certainly didn’t care about that. The cold would hit it and then she’d be���

Well, the thought only made Kara panic more. Molly whimpered a little and nuzzled into her. She wouldn’t leave Kara alone until she calmed down. 

She thought of the vampire in her care… well, the vampire she now owned. Even just the thought of owning another creature, living or undead, made Kara sick. 

Six hundred years. How am I ever supposed to undo six hundred years?

Kara was in her thirties and just the time from when she was captured to when she escaped had done so much damage. How was she ever supposed to heal six hundred years of damage? It felt so impossible. Maybe it was impossible. Would the vampire ever trust her? Would the vampire ever believe that she was free?

Kara had been out for years and still couldn’t believe it.

Routine. The vampire probably needed routine. 

Not the vampire - Edith. Kara scolded herself and felt awful that she was still referring to Edith as “the vampire.” Who was she? What was she? Was she awful for referring to Edith in such a way? She was, wasn’t she? She was an awful person. She was no different than her captor.

Molly whined and nudged Kara. She’d spiraled again. God, why was she so useless?

Focus.

With Molly’s help, Kara grabbed the blood out of the fridge like she always did in the crook of her arm. Routine. She needs a routine. I can give her that. That’s something I can give.

She looked hesitant at a bag that was sitting in the corner. She didn’t know if it was her place to do such a thing, but Edith had a lot of free time and Kara knew that a lot of free time meant that she would spiral, too. Though the vampire seemed to look at her with a mix of reverence and hatred Kara had no doubt she once had, Kara knew that there was fear and panic under there. If she could prevent that, she would.

She would give the bag.

In fact, she motioned for Molly to pick up the bag for her. Once Molly had it, Kara told herself that she would go through with it. No more shyness. No more worrying. 

Well, those both seemed impossible, but she had to do it no matter what. It was her responsibility to Edith to do it. She walked to Edith’s door, which was closed and locked. Sometimes, Kara did the same thing when she was scared and alone and thinking about being back there.

She wasn’t back there. She was with Molly. 

Kara knocked gently on the door. “I-um, I know you’re probably scared in there. I was there once too. It can be hard to come out of your room, sometimes. I understand and I’m not angry. I promise.”

Kara swallowed and placed the blood on the floor. Then she took the bag from Molly and placed it next to the blood.

“I left a bag outside your door. No tricks in there, I promise. It’s just a few things for you. I know it can get long and lonely and sometimes… you just need something to do. They’re all things I can’t use because, well, my hands. Just, keep them and you decide what to do with them. Okay?”

There was no answer, not even a “yes, ma’am.” It must’ve been a really bad day, night, whatever for Edith or Edith was really having it rough.

Kara took a deep breath and turned her back on the door. It was a little difficult to do. In a way, Kara felt like she was turning her back on Edith herself by turning away from her door. Kara reminded herself that she needed to give Edith space, if that’s what Edith needed.

One step. Two steps.

Edith would be okay. Edith would survive. Edith had survived worse.

What was Kara going to do the rest of the day? She didn’t know. It felt like the next part of her way was simply waiting to know what Edith thought, that people-pleasing instinct that had been beaten and branded into her.

Kara forced herself to breathe a bit. She’d be fine. Both of them would be.

Right?

—

Edith had been afraid, when she hadn’t answered Kara’s knock at the door. She shouldn’t have done that. It was wrong. Kara owned her. She needed to be available, even if it was just for her to drink blood. 

When she opened the door, though, she saw a plain brown bag that was vaguely heavy when she picked it up. For a split second, Edith began to worry. What if she was expected to pay Kara back for it? She wasn’t supposed to receive gifts. She was owned by Kara.

She quietly drank the blood Kara had given her, then stared down the bag. Kara would be insulted if she didn’t open it at all, right? Yes, and she would have hell to pay if she insulted her owner.

Edith opened it apprehensively, afraid. What could be inside?

The first thing she pulled out of the bag was a journal. It had a faux leather cover and a design Edith couldn’t quite figure out carved into it. Inside, the pages were off-white and had a dating system at the top, with thin lines. On the front page, there was a message:

For you to write down anything you need to. I won’t read it, I promise you that. I can’t even open the pages.

Edith supposed that was true, with her owner’s finger amputation and all. Maybe, just maybe, it’d be safe to write in the journal. The next item was a set of pens. 

It was true. Kara would never be able to use any of the items in the bag so far. She wouldn’t read Edith’s journal because she couldn’t. Edith could write in it. What would she write? Her past? Her worries? What was happening?

Maybe she should keep track of the actions of her owner, just to make sure that she remembered the kindness when the pain would eventually come. 

Edith took a deep breath in her undead lungs and fished the rest of the items out of the bag. There was a small plant in a plastic pot, a ceramic pot with stones at the bottom, a small bag of soil, and a squirt bottle. Edith took the tag out of the plant’s plastic pot. 

Peace lily (Spathiphyllum). Allow to dry out between waterings. Light requirement: low amounts of indirect sunlight.

A plant for her room. Something to keep alive. Something that was her responsibility.

Edith couldn’t help but smile a bit. Kara had worked really hard to pick one that wouldn’t put her in danger. Why was Kara being so kind? Kara owned Edith. Edith was meant to serve her, not the other way around.

She needed to thank Kara. However, the thought of seeing her terrified Edith down to the bone. She didn’t want to see anyone right now.

So, Edith ripped a page out of her notebook. She took the red pen out of the pen package and wrote in big letters. 

“THANK YOU.”

It was simple, but it got the message across. Edith could only pray that it would be enough to keep Kara happy. Edith had been in her room for days. She couldn’t imagine a world where Kara would be happy with her. Maybe she would be returned if she didn’t make Kara happy. The thought scared her more than the thought of leaving her room.

Wait and see.

Edith would wait and see. If Kara came storming into her room, offended and angry, Edith would know that she messed up. The pain would at least tell her her place.

She opened the door to her room and placed the bowl outside with the note. 

Please be enough. Please be enough.

—

A few hours later, Kara went to the door of Edith’s bedroom. The bowl was outside the door as usual.

However, outside with it, there was a note. 

“THANK YOU.”

Kara smiled. There was no formality at the end. It was just a thank you message. That was all.

It felt like a triumph. Perhaps it was. She’d broken through one barrier with Edith. Even if Edith thanked her just to be polite, it was still a simple message without bowing and groveling and fear.

Small breakthroughs would make the big one, Kara told herself. She just hoped Edith was better at caring for houseplants than she was.

[pigeonwhumps]

Have to say I love the idea of little cartoon characters on blood packets.

"Is the use of cartoon characters ENCOURAGING young vampires to drink junk blood?"

Etc etc

Plus, I'm now imagining Kara trying to find Edith some decent blood when they're out for the night and don't have access to any of the stock Amanda's delivered, getting increasingly frustrated at the lack of high-quality stuff at the local shop only to discover a premium packet at some massively expensive price that she can barely afford but it's all they have.

Also the shops selling blood with silver mixed in to punish/control your slave with, and Edith thinking that she's obviously going to buy that, right? And then she doesn't and Edith's just like 🤯.

(bc they must sell blood, sometimes, even though vampires in their universe can survive without being fed, some people will still want to feed their vampire pets/slaves. And, y'know, decent impressions by the govt/auction houses and all that)

In your Vamp!AU, how does human blood actually affect Vampires? I think one character said it is like crack to them, but is that actually true or just fearmongering?

mostly fearmongering, but based on truth if that makes sense?!

human blood is 100000x better than animal blood. it doesn't tip them over into a frenzy but a normal vampire would go to huge lengths to obtain human blood even if animal blood was easily available instead

you might think your favourite food makes you feel super happy and satisfied and treated, but it's nothing compared to a vampire chowing down on some human blood!!!

[supeherosunite]

Original Characters

Pax kent ( cousin of kara) ( Kryptonian cousin / adopted earth sister of Clark) face cam bailee madison

Edith Kent (sister of Clark Kent) face cam Heather Rattray

JaKari Kent (brother of Clark Kent) face cam Laird Macintosh

Lara Kent ( daughter of Clark Kent ) face cam Amanda Fein

Lulu Kent ( daughter of Clark Kent ) face cam Caitlin Fein

Gaia white ( Meta-human with nature powers ) face cam Georgie Henley

Uranus white (Meta-human with nature powers ) face cam Freddie Highmore

Yara smith ( mutant avenger ) face cam Bridgit Mendler

Amity Jones ( young S.H.I.E.L.D. agent ) face cam Drew Barrymore

Lilly Cullen (adoptive daughter of Alice and jasper ) (twilight) face cam Becky Rosso

Violet Smith (profiler) (criminal minds) face cam Haley Lu Richardson

Sammy Brown ( agent) (ncis) face cam Julia Butters

Senara Sohma (Zodiac member) (fruits basket) face cam Emma The Promised Neverland

DC COMICS

Superman

Martha Kent

Clark Kent (Superman)

Jon Kent (Superboy)

Jordan Kent (Superboy)

Jonathan Kent (kon-El)

Lois Joanne Lane

Doctor Emil Hamilton

Tess Mercer

James Bartholomew Olsen

Chloe Sullivan-Queen (Watchtower)

Ryan James

Jonathan Sullivan-Queen (Speedy)

Kara Zor-El (Supergirl)

Alex Danvers (Director Danvers)

Mon-El (Prince of Daxam

Winn Scott (Toyman)

Nia Nal (Dreamer)

Lena Luthor

Batman

James Gordon (police commissioner)

Alfred Pennyworth (Penny One)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Selina Kyle (Catwoman)

Kate Kane (Batwoman)

Harleen Quinzel (Harley Quinn)

Terry Wayne (Batman)

Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

Jason Todd (Red Hood)

Tim drake (Red Robin)

Damian Wayne (Robin),

Duke Thomas (The Signal)

Henry King (Gotham)

Luke Fox (Batwing)

David Zavimbe (Batwing)

Minhkhoa "Khoa" Khan (Ghost-Maker)

Barbara Gordon (Oracle)

Stephanie Brown (Spoiler)

Cassandra Cain (Orphan)

Claire Clover (Gotham Girl)

Jean-Paul Valley (Azrael)

Julia Pennyworth (Penny-Two)

Tiffany Fox (Batgirl)

Harper Row (Bluebird)

Flash

Barry Allen (flash)

Iris Ann West-Allen (Eye in the Sky)

Nora West-Allen (XS)

Bart Allen (Impulse)

Wally West (Kid Flash)

Jesse Chambers Wells (Jesse Quick)

Jenna Marie West (Trajectory)

Joanie Horton (Joanie Swift)

Dr. Caitlin Snow (Killer Frost)

Ronald Ronnie Raymond (Firestorm)

Cisco Ramon (Vibe)

Harrison Wells

Dr. Harrison Harry Wells

Harrison H.R. Wells

Harrison Sherloque Wells

Harrison Nash Wells (Pariah)

Maya Wells

Allegra Garcia (Ultraviolet)

Chester Phineas Runk (Black Hole)

Hunter Zolomon (Zoom)

Julian Albert (Alchemy)

Hartley Rathaway (Pied Piper)

Green arrow

Oliver Jonas Queen (Green Arrow)

Felicity Megan Smoak (Watchtower)

William Clayton (White Feather)

Mia Smoak (Blackstar)

Thea Dearden Queen (Speedy)

Roy William Harper Jr (Arsenal)

Dinah Laurel Lance (Black Canary)

Captain Sara Lance (White Canary)

Rory Regan (Ragman)

Zoe Ramirez (Canarie)

Thomas Tommy Merlyn (Dark Archer)

Sara Diggle (Harbinger)

Emiko Adachi Queen (Green Arrow)

Titans/ Young Justice

Garfield "Gar" Logan (Beast Boy)

Koriand'r Kory Anders (starfire)

Rachel Roth (Raven)

Garth (Aqualad)

Karen Beecher (Bumblebee)

Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle)

Billy Batson (Shazam)

M'gann M'orzz (Miss Martian)

Evelyn Sharp (Artemis)

Courtney Whitmore (Stargirl)

Mike Dugan (starboy)

Beth Chapel (Doctor Mid-Nite)

Yolanda Montez (Wildcat)

Richard Tyler (Hourman)

Henry King Jr. (Brainwave junior)

Joey Zarick (Zarrick the Great)

Cameron Mahkent (Icicle junior)

Others

Beebo (God of War)

Zatanna (Mistress of Magic)

Leonard Snart (Captain Cold)

Ray Palmer (The Atom)

Martin Stein (Firestorm)

Nate Heywood (Citizen Steal)

Amaya Jiwe (Vixen)

Patrick "Pat" Dugan (S.T.R.I.P.E.)

Lisa snart (Golden Glider)

Marvel

Spider-Man

Peter Parker (Spider-Man)

Miles (Ultimate Spider-Man)

Gwen (Spider-Gwen)

Cindy (Silk)

Michelle (MJ)

Avengers

Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)

Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier)

(White Wolf)

Carol Danvers (Captain Marvel)

Scott Lang (Ant-Man)

Young Avengers

Kamala Khan (Ms. Marvel)

Doreen Allene Green (Squirrel Girl)

X-men

Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch)

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)

[pigeonwhumps]

Hunting Night

Sam and Lucan masterlist

Whump Girl Summer day 5: hunted for sport | traditions

@whumpawoman

Taglist: @whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump @onlybadendings @whumpofdory @haro-whumps @flowersarefreetherapy @enigmawritesstuff @quietly-by-myself

Kara and Edith are hunted as part of a centuries-old tradition.

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CWs: non-human whumpee, use of silver on a vampire and werewolf, slavery, hunting for sport, bounty hunting, mentioned murder, hate crime, discrimination, dehumanisation, burning, taunting, bound, broken bones, painful transformation, whumpee thinks caretaker is new whumper, caretaker turned whumpee, whumpee turned caretaker, implied past rape, mentioned panic attack, branding, grief, vigil mention, scared whumpee, expectation/fear of punishment, sadistic whumpers, gore, drinking blood

She should've known better.

That's all Kara can think as the bus grinds to a halt yet again. She should've known better. Tonight's Hunting Night, and everyone knows you don't go out on Hunting Night. Even humans don't, if they can help it, because it's so easy to pretend that, well, you attacked them because you thought they were a glamoured faerie or an untransformed werewolf and it wasn't your fault, really, and although Hunting Night is illegal the police don't care enough to even give cautions. No non-human would ever report an attack anyway.

They should never have gone out. Certainly not in the late afternoon. But the fridge broke, and Edith's blood apparently tastes bad (she won't say so, but the look on her face was proof enough), and she went so long without anything at all that Kara never wants her to make do with sour blood. Kara's food is going off too, she won't be able to eat it all before it's rotten. And on top of all that, Edith seems to believe it's her fault, somehow.

So they had to go and buy UHT mini blood cartons, and ice, and something for Kara to make Edith feel better, and Edith panicked because they were selling blood cartons laced with silver for punishing your vampire (her reading skills are still very rusty, Kara's going to kill whoever fed her them in the past), and then some people's treatment of Edith had reminded Kara of her own slavery and she'd had a panic attack, and everyone was staring and they'd almost left half the shopping behind in their rush to leave before someone called the cops.

And now they're stuck in a traffic jam. They're unlikely to make it back before moonrise, which is when the hunt starts despite being well before sunset, and this year's Hunting Night falls on a full moon.

She checks her watch. 19:00. Definitely won't make it back.

She presses the button, waiting anxiously for the bus to stop.

"We gotta get off an' walk, baby," she mutters to Edith, standing in front of her – slaves aren't allowed to sit in seats on buses if even one passenger objects and she hates it. "Moonrise."

Edith's eyes widen and she follows Kara off the bus when it finally stops, full rucksack on her shoulders.

Kara takes her hand and hurries along the pavement, taking a quick turn into an alley she knows far too well.

"Okay. Right. It ain't far, that bus takes the long way round, but we might not make it 'ome in time. If anyone attacks, Edie, run like 'ell. Ya got it? I can defend meself, jus' get outta 'ere."

"Yes, Mistress Kara."

Kara... isn't sure Edith will leave, actually, but if she pushes she'll get cowering or begging or freezing that they don't have time for, so she just nods.

"Good."

They're close when Edith does actually freeze, glancing up at the sky. Kara feels the heart palpitations she always gets when her body's partway between one form and another, at the start of her transformation, body chemicals shifting. She drops Edith's hand and backs away slightly, gritting her teeth.

Her bones and muscles crack as they break and reform, and at first it's not too bad, it's a bit like stretching, but then it gets stronger and stronger until she can't do anything but let out an ear-splitting scream. Halfway through, the scream turns into a howl, as her snout lengthens, vision changing.

She pants as she feels the aftershocks of the change, slowing down but still there. Edith is frozen entirely, eyes wide.

Vampires really don't smell good.

Kara's instincts are more animalistic like this, but as she's got older, she can recognise people, control herself a bit. When she was fifteen she may well have attacked Edith. Or perhaps not – the vampire is definitely in her pack.

Someone laughs from the end of the alleyway, and she shrinks into the shadows, Edith following.

"You might be hiding but I know you're down there! We heard you change! Come out, come out, little werewolf."

Kara sees them. There's five, and they smell like sweat and cheap aftershave and silver. And there's bloodlust in there too, excitement, the thrill of the hunt.

In a fluid motion, she grabs Edith, swings the vampire onto her back, and bounds the other way down the alley. She just runs, with no regard to where she's going. She has to get away.

She skids to a halt as the smell of silver hits her nose, so much of it, and more humans too. She hears a *thud* and hopes that Edith's okay. She emits a low growl and backs away, keeping an eye on the three heavily-beweaponed humans, low to the ground with ears pinned flat to her head.

Then there's laughter behind her, humans she somehow missed, and she yelps as her tail is pulled, spinning to see the five humans from the other alley.

"You were right about blockading these alleys. Two already. Tonight's gonna be a good night, I can feel it in my bones."

Kara snarls, lip curling so they can see her teeth. An instinctive movement that shows one of her greatest weaknesses to the hunters. What seems to be their ringleader guffaws.

"Oh, this is gonna be easy. It's no fun, it can't even fight back."

"Still adding it to the tally though. We've got ourselves a stray werewolf. How many points is that again?"

Edith steps between her and the humans with a growl. "Stay away from her."

Two humans grab Edith as she swings a punch, pulling her off to the side and throwing her rucksack and ear defenders into a skip. She struggles desperately, more than Kara's ever seen. More than she thought possible from Edith. But despite the vampire's strength, she doesn't manage to get away before silver ropes are wound around her arms, binding them together. Then four of the humans can hold her still.

"Guard-class vampire," reports one, looking at her bracelet. "Dunno whose it is though. Kara... Evans."

"Who cares? Must be a runaway. We need to mark these two for proof it was us."

"Might be safer to just mark the bodies."

"Now, where's the fun in that?"

Kara tries to rise slightly, in preparation for another escape attempt, but before she can even process it her skin's burning. Her snout's first, and then her body and she tried to shake it off, scratch it but that just burns her pads, it doesn't come off and she howls in agony. She can't hear or feel anything else beyond the burning that's everywhere, all-encompassing, completely overwhelming. It's so much and she can't stop it.

_

Edith watches, horrified, as the diluted silver hits Mistress Kara. She howls and immediately tries to get it off, scratching at her fur and turning endlessly.

She won't manage it. It'll burn and burn and eventually burn through skin and flesh and bone if it's left on long enough, that liquid sticks, and then her arms and legs will dissolve, and they'll taunt her, place blood where she could reach it if she had arms, if she could stand. And, well, if she only managed to control herself better, this wouldn't be happening. She might even be allowed some of that blood. A few licks off the basement floor would be enough, please, she's not sure she can keep going.

She hears an animalistic whine and jolts. She's not there, she's in the present, with the hunters, and that's just as dangerous.

Her arms are burning from the rope but it's not about her. Mistress Kara is being hurt and the hunters are going to kill them both and there's nothing she can do about it.

The hunters' laughter is raucous without any ear protection, but she can't do anything to help and she isn't about to show them that it hurts. She knows what humans do when she shows weakness.

"It's not going anywhere now. Time for the marking. Hold the vampire's face."

Edith's head is grabbed by multiple hands, all over, suffocating, sweaty hands and too much contact as a circular silver thing that looks like a branding iron is positioned above her cheek. She's been branded before, but she can't get away as the silver stamp comes down on her cheek.

The pain takes her breath away, she can't even scream as the silver's pressed in and held until it's nearly burned through her cheek.

"Stinks."

"Yeah, well, get used to it or go home, there's gonna be a lot tonight. Now for the werewolf. Paint it. It is an animal, after all."

A can's chucked across and some of the humans guffaw as one of them starts to spray.

"Should tag their ears as well. We're slaughtering them like livestock apparently, after all. Isn't that what those activists say?"

"Those idiots should be hunted too. Their views are too backward to let them live."

Amanda. They're talking about Amanda and others like her. That's the final straw for Edith. The hunters have slackened their grip and she focuses, ripping her arms free. She grabs the nearest hunter and sinks her fangs into his neck.

Oh, she hasn't had blood directly from a human in so long. Shame it's tainted by bitter alcohol but it's so warm, warm and pumping. She doesn't have time to drink the full hunter, instead turning to the next.

She's quick enough that they don't start screaming and fighting until she's on her third hunter.

It all becomes a bit of a blur after that. She comes out of a daze, stomach full of warm human blood, injured a little possibly, when the remaining hunters are all dead on the ground.

Good.

She's surprised she managed it actually, she thought she was trained better. But Mistress Kara was in danger.

Edith approaches Mistress Kara, careful not to touch any silver on the way. She's still pawing at the diluted silver, and Edith touches her snout cautiously. She shouldn't touch her owner in this way but she has to. The silver burns as she attempts to brush some off.

"Mistress Kara? Are you here?"

Mistress Kara yips at her, still pawing at her snout. The hunters didn't manage to get much spray paint on her before Edith killed her, that's good. About the only good thing, aside from them not being dead.

"We need to go home. Can you lead the way? This vampire does not know it."

Mistress Kara stops pawing herself and stares at Edith, and Edith repeats herself calmly. After a few minutes she seems to understand.

Well, almost.

She sniffs the air, and limps her way over to a large skip. Edith follows.

Oh. She didn't realise where Mistress Kara's belongings had gone. She thought the hunters had taken them or maybe she just hadn't thought at all. She pulls them out, swinging the backpack over her shoulders, holding her ear defenders in one hand.

They're not too bad. A bit smelly, and damp, but they'll be okay.

"Thank you, Mistress Kara."

Mistress Kara yips again, pressing her snout up against Edith's palm, and starts limping down the road.

Mistress Kara was right earlier, it isn't far, and Molly comes bounding up when Edith unlocks the door. She strokes the dog's head and drops the backpack in the hallway, grateful at least that they didn't bring Molly. Molly isn't hurt.

"Hello Molly. Mistress Kara, Edith is going to wash your fur, if that is acceptable, and then comb it out. It should get the silver out. Edith has done it on hair before, but not fur." Edith pauses momentarily. "Edith does not know how much you understand in this form, but please be lenient on this vampire. Edith understands this vampire needs to be punished for pretending she has agency but it is an emergency."

Mistress Kara whines, and Edith leads the way to the bathroom, Mistress Kara's snout pressed into her cupped hand. She wonders whether it's something to do with the familiar smell, if it's somehow distracting or grounding.

"Edith will make the shower warm but you do not have to wait, Mistress Kara." She strips down to her underwear and picks up the grooming brush, stepping into the shower. The water is freezing when she turns it on, but she stands under it anyway, washing off the silver that's made its way onto her. Slaves shouldn't waste warm water on themselves. But she has to wash herself, because it's more effective to help Mistress Kara if she is not also burning.

That's what she tells herself anyway. She shouldn't be cleaning herself without Mistress Kara's permission, if Mistress Kara wants her to stay with silver on her for any reason that's her prerogative. Mistress Kara will punish her later for her audacity, she's sure. She has to.

Mistress Kara bounds into the shower before it's warm and stands under the shower, turning round and round in circles. She lets out a happy yip.

"Edith will brush your silver out, Mistress Kara," says Edith, "will you stay still so this vampire can?"

Mistress Kara stills, vibrating in place and sticking her snout out. Edith takes the hint and carefully rubs it with a cloth, taking care to reach everywhere and get out every fleck and drip of silver.

The bright red burns stay. They'll be there when she transforms back to human form, Edith knows, and she only hopes they don't scar.

Then she cleans Mistress Kara's ears, careful of the burns that make her owner let out quiet, pained whines. It's not fair, she's so nice, far nicer than she should be to a vampire like Edith, but she keeps being hurt.

"Edith is going to brush your fur now if that is acceptable."

Mistress Kara tilts her head up into the stream of water, washing her eyes out. Edith crouches down and brushes her methodically. She uses Mistress Kara's nice shampoo and conditioner, careful to catch all the snags in her fur and all the silver, liquid and solid and scraps. So many strands are coated and Edith has to scrape them out by hand. It hurts but she doesn't mind, it's what she's for. The pain's nowhere near as bad as the burning brand on her cheek anyway. The transferred silver flecks are washed off now, but it still burns.

She's trying not to think about the brand. If the silver had been pressed there much longer she'd have a hole in her cheek, and she could start to heal but she can't drink without Mistress Kara's permission. Her healing will be slower, then.

She gently holds the werewolf's paws up as she cleans them one by one, gentle with the toes that have been cut, scrubbing the edges of her pads thoroughly. There's not so much silver on them, only the bits she transferred herself, but anything on the ground could've been covered in silver, Edith doesn't know. So she cleans everything carefully.

"Is there anything else this vampire needs to clean?" Edith asks uncertainly. In answer, Mistress Kara jumps out of the shower and shakes herself off. Edith rubs her with a towel, and then quickly towels herself off and dresses. Mistress Kara won't want to see her naked if she doesn't have to. Right? Right.

She is not sure where the burn cream is kept, unfortunately. She hopes Mistress Kara can forgive her.

"You should rest, Mistress Kara. You will be all right now." Mistress Kara nudges her hand, and she's taken aback, despite all the past kindness she's received from her. "You would like this vampire to come with you?" The werewolf yips. "This vampire will come then."

Mistress Kara bounds ahead and jumps onto her bed. Edith tries to lie on the floor or at least at the foot of Mistress Kara's bed, but Mistress Kara tugs at her until she's in the middle, the werewolf curled around her.

It's very warm and comfortable, and Mistress Kara falls asleep quickly. Edith has to resist the urge to join her – although she has finished most of her job, she cannot leave anything incomplete. It doesn't matter how little she's slept recently, or how comfortable she is here, she is a slave and needs to finish working before she's allowed to rest. Besides, Mistress Kara didn't say she was allowed to sleep.

_

There's sunlight filtering through the curtains when Kara wakes.

Her memories of the night before are vague at first, although she remembers the terror and pain. The longer she's awake in her human form though, the clearer the memories become. The hunters. Edith defending her and being hurt for it. The silver. The smell of Edith helping her back to herself. Edith tending to her.

Kara's face and hands still sting, despite Edith's best efforts. The injuries will heal with time, but they might scar. She'll have to check them over.

She's so much less stiff than usual after a transformation, though. Edith didn't just remove the silver, she did it so thoroughly, so carefully. Even her tailbone isn't aching as much as it should after her tail was yanked like that, and her hair is shiny and so soft. It gives Kara hope that the vampire's not just scared of her, she might actually care too.

God, Kara hopes so. She doesn't want to force Edith to stay with someone she's scared of. She'd never want that. She is not like her owner was.

A thought strikes her suddenly. Oh. Oh, god. She's curled up, in her human form, naked around Edith. She scrambles to her feet, face heating, remembering her insistence that Edith sleep with her. Okay. Okay. Edith won't think anything of it, right?

She hopes fervently that she doesn't. The first (and last) time Kara accidentally made an innuendo about having sex with Edie, she'd panicked and hidden for a week.

Time to look at her injuries, she supposes. The vampire's still asleep, and she heads to the bathroom, fully expecting to need to clean it. There was a lot of mess. But it's sparkling.

Oh, Edie. Of course. Kara feels a pang of gratefulness mixed with sorrow. She's not sure she could deal with cleaning it today but at the same time, she knows why Edie did it. Why she would've thought it was her job. She would've cleaned instead of sleeping.

Kara tilts her head to either side as she looks in the mirror. Her injuries don't look too bad. Edith must've gotten most of the silver off before it had a chance to burn her too much. It takes longer to burn her than Edith, after all.

She pads groggily into the kitchen and picks up a couple of blood cartons for Edith. She won't have eaten without express permission either.

When she gets back to her room, Kara tucks her weighted blanket around the small vampire, smiling helplessly as she pulls it tighter around herself, nuzzling into it. She's so sweet, Kara doesn't understand how anyone could want to harm her.

She needs to contact Amanda, tell her they're safe. Her phone was in her rucksack, and Edith unpacked that. Where would she have put it?

On the bedside table, apparently. Kara slides it onto her hand, muttering into it until she has a coherent message for Amanda. She's just sent it when she notices the breaking news alert.

Oh, god, why does she leave those on? Actually she knows why, but last night was not the night for them.

Vampire nest destroyed in Hunting Night raid

She sinks down on the floor under the window, hugging her knees to her chest and watching Edith. She doesn't even bother to open the article, slamming her phone into the carpet with a soft thump. She knows what it'll say.

She's exhausted. All the hate... it's too much. How can humans hate so many species so viciously, so thoughtlessly? How do they have the capacity for it? To kill and maim so many, and barely mention it, barely care. They don't even bother to try and get the terms right.

Not all humans, she reminds herself forcefully. Not all. People like Amanda... they care. But they don't always make it out alive.

She pulls herself up small, blinking back tears. Today they rest. Today the volunteers recover the bodies and count the missing and mark the dead. Kara and Edith will both start to heal, some scars fading faster than others. They're luckier than some. At least they're both still here.

Tomorrow the community remembers. The names go on the wall, in a vigil broadcast live from the Isle of Man, and they remember, and they grieve. Those they knew, those they didn't. Humans, non-humans. The vampire den on the news will only be the start of last night's casualties.

And then they'll try their best to survive another year.

Kara looks down at Edith, snuffling in her sleep, and amends that sentence.

She will keep Edith safe for another year.

And another, and another. And hopefully they can both stay safe for the rest of their lives.

[void-botanist]

I made a joke from it but honestly I'm really close to making this change and adding more fodder to the in-world Canine Enigma (i.e. why are there multiple forms of canid people and why are some of them magic and are the two even related??? more at 11)

Shifters & Iecunem taglist for funsies: @outpost51 @kk7-rbs @vacantgodling

considering changing bovans to be gray fox people

cons: no horns

pros: big eAArs

[void-botanist]

📝❤️&❓- which characters of yours are your favorites to write?

📝 what stages are you currently in your WIPs?

Which one I'm actively working on varies wildly - I've actually been mostly working on kiss scenes (which I'm about 80% done with) and that quasi-canonical Sheri story (which I'm about 25% done with) - but for my 4 main wips:

TFA: trying to dig into Anni and Zel's dynamic and figure out how to tie together Anni and Dez's separate trajectories, thematically or otherwise. They spend a lot of the story in two different places doing two different things. Because of shifting things around I'm not sure how much actually will stay in this draft but let's say I've written like 20% of a full draft.

Triad: haven't actually worked on this one in a while, and I will be starting a new draft when I get back to it. I've been replotting it to make the plot align more with non-romance goals such as stealing birds and also give us more time with Keearo's family.

AOM: like TFA, suffering from "what do you mean I have to write the middle", though to be fair I also haven't been motivated to write most of the beginning stuff in Ensaum because I need a better hook for myself than Colin & Sid's weird doomed romance. The next thing to do is flesh out the dynamics that will be present on Phil's boat when Horatio, Sid, Sorian, and Avis all join her for the trip to Imni. It's not pretty.

Nicea: extremely fragmentary and coming together as I think of more things. Next on my loose list is to write Isabel saying goodbye to Darnell (has Darnell actually gotten married? is he pregnant again? I have many questions) and maybe get back to the sex scene between her and Tatya. I also need to orchestrate a meltdown for Declan and write Spinder working with the engineering bay gear.

❤️ what are your favorite scenes from your WIPs?

AOM: Avis unintentionally making Sorian choke on his water because she needed to be mean Right Now. Also Horatio talking about funerals over toast like it's the most normal thing in the world. Sid's face off against his parents and also his sexy scenes with Colin. Emma fucking tearing into Donovan about the letters the second he comes in the door.

Nicea: Fabian and his vibrator necklace. The scene where Tristan accidentally breaks the gravity. Tatya's introduction. Rodney's adventure to find the keys to Declan's storage unit, mostly because Martin and Kara are my favorites forever. Also probably any scene where someone is having a chat with Tatya. Cady and Declan's various reunion scenes.

TFA: one that hasn't made it into the current draft where Dez is sitting under the stars with Nidilaenn and Ellery and tries rooting for the first time. Vinnek's introduction. Dez getting in trouble for saying bad words at the library. Anni and Zel chatting on the train. Another scene that may or may not happen in the current draft but I feel like it should - Dez talking to Hoven one on one for the first time over translation work. Anni talking books with Mel. Anni making it through customs with Dez in a suitcase (this one might be my most favorite actually).

❓which characters of yours are your favorites to write? This is such a fun one. A few that I particularly enjoy writing:

Avis. I just Get her voice. It helps that she's opinionated as hell

Syndy. Same deal as Avis but also android. Actually all of the androids are so fun to write

Tirias. My baby. Mx. Women Are My Favorite Guy but she's both the women and the guy. Just so full of sass and drama and in love with the world

Rolf and also Snap. They're just my goofy sexy lil guys

Bean. He's one of those magical children's book guides like Mary Poppins except he's just a regular human middle school teacher (this is part of his magic) and also transmasc (for Red at least this is also part of his magic)

Julian. He's not easy to write exactly but I just really like him and think he's interesting. He is the most guy forever

Leon and Edith. They're so full of life, laughter, and sarcasm and they play off of each other so well

Martin and Kara. Like Leon and Edith except more understated. Martin is always leaning against something amicably and Kara is always doing something and they're very in love your honor

Isabel. She's not quite as easy to write as Avis even though they have some of the same vibes, however, I feel like I did myself such a disservice not writing from her perspective in Old Canon. Also she curses a lot and it kinda seems like the more curses the more fun it is

Graham. The way he speaks is directly based off Bill and Ted. The kind of person who would say "women are my favorite guy" and take a refined sip from his space Red Bull

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