staarlight-snow

[staarlight-snow]

"hello?"

redesigned my sona agaaaaain. personally, i loved how this came out!! not a big fan of the outfit but that's ight.

[staarlight-snow]

Penny Lamb

i made this a while ago and it's weird i havent posted it lmao

not a total drama post im afraid

[staarlight-snow]

Unsung Melody

[Island of the Slaughtered]

TW: horror

-

The forest was often quiet but it was also known to sing a perfect melody. The rustling of leaves in the trees, the chirping birds and the rushing water in the stream harmonize to make the perfect song.

It was beautiful. He would've loved to make a song here. The ambience and the soft sounds of nature, it would've been a great inspiration to his songs. He would've also loved to bring Gwen along and sing sweet songs for her. It was corny and honestly pretty cliché but he couldn't help it.

The soft strumming of the guitar strings and his soothing voice helped calm down Gwen's anxiety during their time on the island and it made Trent feel nice – to know that with his talent he could make others feel less scared – it made him feel special.

He didn't feel quite as special when Gwen left him. He didn't feel special when the only thing that he could have contributed to the world was taken from him. He didn't feel special when he was robbed of the things he loved and his life entirely.

He wanted to feel special, in the way that people praised him for the melodies he sang. Not only that, he wanted to make people feel special. He wanted Gwen to feel special.

Was he not special to her? Had she not left him there?

He had every right to be furious with her – frustrated even – but as golden as his heart was he didn't feel even a slight bit mad. He knew that if she stayed and helped him she would've gotten hurt too and that was the last thing he wanted.

Yet, a piece of him wishes she stayed. Even for a little while. Long enough for him to sing her a song. Long enough for him to tell her how much he loved her. Long enough to hear her say how much she loved him back.

That would've made him feel special.

---

this was disappointingly short and took TOO long and i apologize sincerely but here's the trent pov 😔

this was requested by @bellabeebe btw :')

it's more of gwent angst centric and i wouldve made it longer but i was afraid that if i didnt do it now I wouldn't hv done it ever :(

-

now that's out of the way im going on a semi-hiatus! i wrote this right after speedrunning a script for our roleplay tmrw and i still have a few more projects to cram and a bunch of other activities. school is shit

hopefully the fandom will still be alive and well by the time i come back. love you pookies stay cool 🤝

[staarlight-snow]

i forgot i had a Tumblr help 😭 ill try to post the trent pov of ios then go on semi - hiatus im so sorry pookies 😔😔

[staarlight-snow]

sorry for the lack of posts cuties, here's a drawing from my science proj. as compensation

[staarlight-snow]

if you're wondering why i havent posted the trent pov yet it's bcs i hv a poster, a music project, couple of notes, and other activities to finish 😭😭

[staarlight-snow]

Hello! Not forcing but if you would write a pov like Murky Waters for Trent or Courtney's death it would be greatly appreciated!

yooo i'll try to so a trent pov since ive seen a couple courtney ones alr and i rlly like their rendition :O i'll probably write it later on the ride home or when i get home :))

[staarlight-snow]

sorry for the lack of posts lately pookies school has been hitting me w the presentations, reports and the quizzes 😞💔

[staarlight-snow]

What’s one headcanon about iots that you firmly believe is true?

holy shit that's a good question i hav a few ill be honest but i hv this one where when trent was alive he would play a certain song for gwen to help her calm down (i dont hv a song in mind go bonkers lol) and after his death, everytime gwen goes to sleep she would hear a hum or a kind of melody of that exact song and it would haunt the fuck out of her.

[staarlight-snow]

ironically our topic in school is abt phone addiction

[staarlight-snow]

noah of the waters except it's the ophelia painting 🦖

[staarlight-snow]

owen goofs

[staarlight-snow]

BFFLs!!!!!

[staarlight-snow]

"i love fictional characters suffering" 😭😭 this is the best thing ive heard today

Murky Waters - Island of the Slaughtered

TW: Gore, Horror

[Inspired by "last thoughts - Noah Mudaliar" by muridaecorps (on Ao3) and Island of the Slaughtered by @eavee-ry ]

Silence.

It was so silent it was as if nothing had happened. The wind blew gently against the leaves as the moonlight shone down into the pond. The crimson-tinted water glistened under the rays of the moon.

It was unfair. He would've enjoyed this view. The solitude and silence of the forest, the way the moonlight hit the water just right.

It was unfair. He could be sitting atop a rock, reading his favourite novel – far away from the nuisances and noise that was the camp and his peers but no. Instead of sitting in front of the serene view, enjoying his solitude and short-lived peace – his body floated lifelessly in the pond.

The only thing that ruined this ethereal and dream-like scenery was that of the body of a teenage boy that was cheated from his life. It was unfair. There was no denying, he was far different from other teenagers, yes but just like most of them – he had dreams, he had hopes and aspirations. Everyone did, of course.

So it was unfair. Everything was unfair. This isn't supposed to happen. No one was supposed to get hurt. If he could – he'd find Chris and make him pay for abandoning them on this goddamned island.

The silence in his surroundings was disturbed by the sudden rustling of bushes. The frantic sounds of someone's footsteps ran in closer to the pond. Then, there was a voice.

"Noah?" A voice called out, a tone of worry and fear. It continued to call his name, over and over again, getting louder by the second. What kind of fool would deliberately risk his life to find a snarky, sarcastic know-it-all?

"Noah! Please! Where are you?" It was Cody. His voice cracked as he shouted his friend's name more and louder. The lake came into his view and he stopped in his tracks. He gripped the blood-stained book in his hands harder as his eyes widened at the sight that unfolded before him. "A-ah.." His heart dropped and his breathing stopped for what seemed like a full minute.

A loud gut-wrenching scream erupted from the brunette. He fell to his knees – his eyes welled up with tears as he started to shakenly hyperventilate.

"Cody! Oh my god you're okay!" A person followed from behind, embracing the shorter in a hug. "I thought the killer got to you! Are you insane!? I know you're worried 'bout Noah but-" They were cut-off from their words when they caught a glimpse of the murky crimson stained water in front of them.

The person with him, Gwen, comforted the boy. They weren't close the first few days and she honestly found him like an annoying little brother but as the nights passed and the more murders took place – she found herself as an older sister figure to the other. She couldn't possibly imagine what Cody is going through but she knew how heart-broken he probably is right now.

"Cody… I'm sorry.." Gwen spoke, "But we can't stay here. It's not safe." She stood up, gesturing for the other to do so as well. Cody followed. His mind was clouded, it was empty but somehow it was full of thoughts. It was too much to process, it was too overwhelming.

It was unfair.

--

Part 2

Sequel

i needed to practice more on my writing and im very obsessed w this au rn!! i dont rlly write fanfics esp on this acc but we'll let this one slide 🕴️

[staarlight-snow]

I wanted to draw cody’s emu plush but then it came out looking goofy so i just drew a koala instead lol

[staarlight-snow]

i wouldnt be late for school if i didnt post this

"heatherra isnt canon" ok so isnt noco what's ur point 😒

[staarlight-snow]

"heatherra isnt canon" ok so isnt noco what's ur point 😒