#LD wips

[acourtofladydeath]

WIP Game

Thank you for the tags @yanny-77 and @witch-and-her-witcher!!

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I have SO MANY WIPs in varying stages ranging from "ferally writing every chance i get, including in my sleep and during class" to "drowning and forgotten at the bottom of the pool while I work on everything else." Some are mostly drafted, others are outlines, and some are just ideas I've dropped into docs but all are near and dear to my little fanfic heart.

Welcome to the Family (Elain X all the Vanserras)

Sariel Sic Fic (Azris)

*ASOLB Ch3: Dare to Dream (Azris)

*RttHC Ch2: Winners & Losers (Azris X Nessian)

*TTBW Ch5: You Were Only Waiting (Nessriel)

Ch7: Reunited (Patrochilles)

UTM contact -> mating (Azris)

What Eris got Az for solstice (Azris)

Casris Hounds

Who Have We Become? (IC has to face some shit)

The Process of Progress (Azriel focused)

Carhysta Smut

A Court of Hurting and Healing (Bat Boys focused)

And So, We Danced (Nesta & Eris brotp w/ Nessian & Azris)

How Dare You (AU Azris)

Lovers Live and Die, Fortissimo (AU - Azris, Nessian, Elucien, Helion X LOA)

Lauda/Hunt F1 AU (Azriel/Cassian)

UTM Lucien/Eris fic

Patrochilles Azris

Eris shows up drunk & injured, see screenshots (Azris)

Feysand vs. Nessriel

FFF smut part 2 (Eltamcien)

ASOLB mating frenzy (Azris)

Jurian and Rhys heart-to-heart

Bat Boy reunion after UTM

*RttHC, TTBW, and ASOLB each have a doc per chapter, so they have multiple WIP docs, but I only listed the chapters I'm currently writing/working on.

Several are whump, several are feel good fun, some are more serious commentaries, and a few are straight smut. There are also MORE THAN THIS. But those ideas were either not as fleshed out or ones I wanted to keep to myself.

ANYWAY THIS IS HOW MY BRAIN WORKS. Welcome to my personal hell. ? Heaven? Unclear...

For legal reasons and my own gods damned sanity I make literally zero guarantees that you get all of these by the way. but THEY EXIST. There's also the two original fiction ideas that I have and have documents for but I'm keeping those close to the chest.

There's literally no way to tag as many people as I have fics so I'm just picking a few. I apologize if you've already been tagged and NO PRESSURE! @thelov3lybookworm, @readychilledwine, @born-to-riot, @danikamariewrites, @thelovelymadone, @theatrequeen, @nocasdatsgay

[schmellows]

A heart is a heavy burden.

[queenusagiblog]

he's just a kitty cat, your honor! 🙋‍♀️

[saenora]

my precious babygirl

[simplegenius042]

Music Monday, Last Line/s & What's the Colour Palette of Your Name?

Tagged by @aceghosts @titiagls @imogenkol @raresvtm and @strafethesesinners

Tagging @inafieldofdaisies @icecutioner @derelictheretic @shallow-gravy @softtidesworld @socially-awkward-skeleton @josephseedismyfather @voidika @direwombat @strangefable @rhettsabbott @josephslittledeputy @cloudofbutterflies92 @skoll-sun-eater @cassietrn @carlosoliveiraa @adelaidedrubman @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @afarcryfrommymain @turbo-virgins @shellibisshe @deputy-morgan-malone @starsandskies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @florbelles @sleepyconfusedpotato @minilev @yokobai @thewanderer-000 @omen-speaker @justasmolbard @alypink @thesingularityseries and @nightwingshero + anyone else who wants to join. Taglist here.

Late Music Monday for The UnTitledverse, specifically for the last three chapters of my A Blast In The Past WIP, and a Last Line for WIPs for The Silver Chronicles and Life, Despair & Monsters and a colour palette results for my username. Colour Palette can be found here. Anyway, you can find these below the cut:

Chapter 3 of my A Blast In The Past WIP, called "Absolutely Anything" continues with Calvin being denied his POV, and the Narrator continuing to slander his name, in spite of Calvin's actions. Also more introduction to allies and enemies, as well as Calvin being desperate to just... leave. Hence the chapter's title. Sure his actions are warped by the Narrator to seem more incompetent/selfish than he actually is, but yeah. Not only is Calvin's character twisted by the Narrator's words, it's also literally everyone else, but Calvin gets the Narrator's hate boner the most.

"I used to be so beautiful, now look at me My actions are undutiful, it's clear to see Come on and step out of that cage There's a new chapter, turn the page I'll take my place up on the stage All eyes on me!"

"I can hear you calling Calling up to me I'm falling down, I'm falling Won't you set me free?

I'll do anything, anything Anything that you need me to do Absolutely anything for you I will be aware of the ink, swim or sink Watching out for anything out of the blue But this nightmare's coming true What have I got myself into?"

"Have you ever wondered what heaven is like? I like to dream that it is quite beautiful A soft valley of green grass blanketed by a warm sun I don't think I'll ever get to see it Are you ready to ascend, my little errand boy? The heavens are waiting."

"You'll do anything, anything Anything that I ask you to do But you don't have a clue 'Cause I can guarantee, guarantee That demon's always after me and you But this nightmare is coming true Look what you've got yourself into."

Chapter 4's the darkest chapter, hence given the name "Art Of Darkness". Calvin's got his hands full with subtracting the number of foes he's got to deal with, meanwhile being psychologically tormented by the Narrator and the environment around that's sole purpose is to beat the shit out of him. Calvin gets closer to finding his exit... or at least, what the Narrator states is a lead.

"So sing along to the bouncing ball Wave your flag and renounce these halls You may have been sacked from this pantomime But a pal of mine wants you recalled

So march along to the count of four Astound at the scoundrel crowd you've drawn Left stranded and damned to this mangled form To abandon us here was an act of war."

"It's laughable to think you'll bring back the norm." "We've ink, but no malpractice forms." ""But Henry! You never gave a crap before?" 'Til we trapped you down 'neath the factory floor."

"Clap along to the rapturous score Three rounds down and back for more To find the keys in chapter four." "Remind me, where've you heard that before?"

"If you thought that demons were your problem right now Well, the angel's on the stage so pipe down If there are secrets that you want to find out Hop on the ink machine and ride those pipes down

So you're on the path of the starving artist But at the heart, well the art is heartless Ever seen a masterpiece get discarded? Start and depart for the art of darkness."

Chapter Five "Clearer" marks the finale of A Blast In The Past, the culmination of Calvin's journey and the mystery of his circumstances being revealed with the help of two intruders who the Narrator doesn't want anywhere near his playground. For Calvin, everything becomes... "clearer" in a way.

"Wake up in the wrong place at the wrong time Got to run away, no way out Thought I had new friends, new allies, but they won't let me escape

I pray that we make it out alive

I see the writing on the wall again Breaking out of here Everything's clearer We haven't even reached the end, but we make our own way And we are not gonna stay

Almost took all our blood, sweat, and tears to take down all our fears We're brave, but I pray that we make it out alive

I see the writing on the wall again Breaking out of here Everything's clearer We haven't even reached the end, but we make our own way

I have conquered demons of every kind But I wish that we could rewind all the years Power and justice, it was everything he wanted But despite it all, he could never find what he was looking for Now here we are at the end

I see the writing on the wall again Breaking out of here Everything's clearer We haven't even reached the end, but we make our own way And we are not gonna stay-ay-ay-ay

We'll never stay We will escape."

You can find the Last Line/s for The Silver Chronicles and Life, Despair & Monsters below.

Still got my Coroner!Silva AU WIP No Snake, Only A Boa In The Garden from The Silver Chronicles. Anyway, have some Faith Seed POV as she falls for Coroner!Silva and falls hard (not that she already wasn't in an earlier scene where Silva charmed her with her strange hyper-fixations on the science behind corpses):

Faith wasn't sure if her words were making any sense to Silva. Botany was vastly different from forensic science. It'd help to prepare the coroner for when she eventually joined their family, especially as "the Mother" like Joseph had proclaimed. As she continued to speak, she took a chance to glance at her bench mate.

The first thing Faith noticed was Silva's eyes. Usually they were a dulled grey, without a light of life in them. There seemed to be a glow in the rings of her irises; a burning intensity, like molten silver. She held a dedicated gaze, absorbing and absorbed by every word that spilled from Faith's mouth, even as she began to slow and falter in her observation. The acute stare was different from Joseph's; his held a power that felt like he was judging a person's soul. Silva's though held no judgemental scrutiny; only a warm admiration that passed over her soul like an embrace. It almost felt like Silva was actually hearing every word Faith blurted out of her lips.

Faith swears she's seen this look before, or something close to it. Yes, right, Nadi. This expression was a similar kind she noticed on Nadi whenever John was around or even mentioned, which was often. Faith had often shaken her head at the Sinclair women's transitioned from a "dutiful bodyguard" to a "lovesick puppy" the moment John entered the frame; something Faith would combat with a teasing smile and an eye roll at the silly display, always finding herself satisfied that such antics would never happen with her, that level of attention unnecessary compared to the Father's approval.

And yet, Faith found herself breathless and unfairly unprepared in the face of the level of attention Silva's given her. Though she recognized just how contrasting the coroner's was from Nadi's own. The sharpshooter's was rooted in a kind of inexperienced love; a childish crush really, an envisioned idolized image Nadi built around the few virtues John displays, ignoring the glaring flaws John has. But Silva's gaze was more grounded, a reserved devotion almost saved for Faith; a maturity and experience Faith often laments not being given a chance to have herself. Just as she listened to Faith, it felt as if Silva was seeing Faith as well. Not as the Siren. Not as a herald. Not even as Rachel. Just... her. Just as she is now.

By now, Faith had ceased talking, just entrapped in the eyes of the woman next to her. Heart pounding, a red flushing on her face as she managed to ask Silva with a wavering smile, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

The Sheriff's coroner leaned against the support of her arm, gloved knuckles against under her cheek. Faith noticed her lips were slightly ajar, glistened with a natural shine as Silva seemed to think of an answer. She observed as Silva's expression shifted, displaying a coy smirk that was almost sly of amorous. The ridiculous thought caused her heart to flutter as anticipation coiled in her innards. Silva shuffled and leaned a shy bit closer to Faith, the recipient trying to swallow her nerves at the change of atmosphere, awaiting Silva's answer.

And here's a Last Line Tag for my Sonya's Push WIP from my Life, Despair & Monsters series. Enjoy the little snippet of one of the most toxic w|w couples I've made thus far:

A steam of hot air blew pass the clenched jaw of the mechanical Beastie, its optic shining a red hue onto her flesh. Jennifer sucked in a breath and shuddered as the heat stung her exposed shoulders. The Apex, Sonya, whatever name Malvolio's Beastie crowned itself with, hadn't immediately given her an answer. She tried to struggle against the tail's curled hold around her legs, waist, and arms.

Just like last time, she only succeeded in causing the tail to coil tighter, effectively pinning her hands to her tattered and dirty golden dress. The fear of her body's circulation being cut off suddenly occurred, so she ceased the struggle, hoping to gain the Apex's favour as it inspected her from the ground, circling as the panic and fear rumbled in her stomach. Jennifer was unsure what fate awaited her. She hoped her words made an effort in appealing to whatever human desire remained in the Beastie, but if she were to die, she'd wish it to be quicker than what Dicko received.

Anyway here's the results for the colour palette name game:

Nice to see I got some blues and purples and even a bit of greys. I can live with the reds and the darker/paler colours I guess but what's that lone random greenish-blue doing there, poor sod.

[lazybonesvvv]

I love you, it’s ruining my life…

But it won't start up 'til I touch, touch, touch you

(Fortnight-Taylor Swift ft Post Malone)

(((WIP)))

[yaxinqs]

posts wip to the void that is a fresh account

[4ce160-art]

I AM SCREAMING AKDJWKDH

[nobodysdaydreams]

🌹

Thanks, Katie! I know you want to see more of Nathaniel's wonderful nicknames so I found something I think you'll enjoy:

“We could always call you Ledroptha,” suggested Constance smugly. “Or Ledroptha Loser, since you did lose to us.”

"Ledroptha?” asked Nicholas.

“Yeah…” said Reynie. “That’s that name that Constance keeps calling him for some reason.”

“Because it’s what he changed his name to,” Constance explained cheerfully. “Ledroptha Curtain.”

The table fell silent as they contemplated the implications of this.

“It’s…a pun,” said Milligan slowly. “Word play.”

“So that’s what the L.D. stands for,” Kate realized.

“The… “L” stands for “Le”?” asked Reynie.

“Does the pun mean anything?” asked Rhonda.

“It means he has embarrassingly bad taste,” explained Constance.

“And it’s my old name, so it’s completely irrelevant to this conversation,” interjected Nathaniel, who was growing rather red in the face.

[myfairkatiecat]

Ok so, TMBS AU where some people are born with the ability to use magic and some people aren't, but since it's uncommon to be born with magic and people are afraid of what they can't control, it's very frowned upon.

Nathaniel is born with magic. Nicholas is not.

During their childhood at the orphanage, Nicholas furiously learns as much science as he can to make excuses for Nathaniel's accidental uses of magic, as they are children and Nathaniel hasn't had the opportunity to learn to control it. Nicholas knows Nathaniel's life will be easier if no one knows he has magic, and while Nathaniel knows it, too, his pride gets the better of him.

Nicholas is adopted and Nathaniel isn't, all because he wanted his new family to know what he could do.

Brotherly betrayals and broken promises later, Nathaniel is an adult by the name of L.D. Curtain, pretending his uses of magic are tied to entirely scientific inventions. The point? To control the entire world. Because that was what they were afraid of, wasn't it? People with magic taking over the world?

If they were going to hate users of magic either way, why not take over the world?

But Nathaniel's plan falls apart when his brother sends in a team of child spies to infiltrate his school, one of whom has magic herself. When she is able to dismantle his inventions with her powers, he begins to rethink his approaches. If his brother would adopt a girl with magic, he clearly didn't hate him because of his powers...

Maybe he should take this from a different direction. Show the people what magic can do for them. How it can make them happy.

(Maybe then his brother will see that he is good.)

[louis-disciple]

• Plan •

1. Posting WIP

[1] Loustat | Reincarnation AU | Lestat’s POV | In the throes of love, relishing the blissful era of courting Louis, everything changes after Grace's wedding. Paul is the one to see the sunrise instead.

[2] Loustat | Human AU Kid Fic | Lestat’s POV | 13 and unprepared Lestat moves to America with his mother, struggling to adapt to a new life. Luck turn his way in delivering a saint in the form of a boy.

[3] Loustat | Fallen AU | Louis' POV | Louis wasn't the only one in the family who heard voices and saw things. When he almost kills his boyfriend he's sent to a school for freaks like himself. But Louis quickly learns maybe he wasn't so crazy after all.

2. FicRecList

Will be posting my fave five completed Fics. And my current ongoing obsessions.

3. Post S1Ep1 GIFs

Hopefully in time with the Fics.

[acourtofladydeath]

WIP Game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you for the tags @yanny-77 and @alltoowellread!

My WIPs:

Last One Standing

Ch5: You Were Only Waiting

TBAV: Brotherly Competition

RttHC: All Tied Up

ASOLB Ch4

Nesta RH

LoA TBAV Outline

Azris Patrochilles AU

6-How Dare You

5-And So, We Danced

Who Have We Become

The Process of Progress

sad wet rat and the club rat

Rhys's mom massages little Cass's back

Lauda/Hunt F1 AU

Carhysta Smut

A Court of Hurting & Healing

Casris Hounds

Multichap fics only have the next chapter listed.

No pressure gats: @chunkypossum, @born-to-riot, @housetomte, @nocasdatsgay, @augustinerose

[thefinnishcap]

LD-301N Skipper wip

My friend said the feather on the hat looked like a cat tail so I put a cat in their hat.

[greaserink]

I'd probably show my appreciation for an angel too if I was Joseph Smith

[mvshortcut]

Hello I am back, could I possibly request a "*slaps roof of doc* this bad boy can fit so much whump baby" perchance? I am afraid but in a fun exciting way

Coming back for seconds, I see? (<3333)

Ok so this one actually is set during Riddle of Ages, with a canon divergence. I tried to use some lines that don't give anything away about the plot of Riddle of Ages and I think it's generally pretty vague, but I totally understand if you want to stay on the safe side about spoilers!

So, in case you don't want to chance it, here is a consolation snippet from bigg sad:

Believe me, there are a plethora of other, more enjoyable ways I wish to pass the evening. Shall I list them out for you? I think I will, in the form of a poem, since you have no other choice than but to listen. Consider it your penance. Curtain looks as though he’d genuinely rather be carried off by a swarm of bees than have to listen to Constance recite a poem.

and I'll put the other one below the cut!

Kate hastily unbuckled her utility belt and slid it down the corridor towards the Ten Men. Then she set her tranquilizer gun on the floor and sent that spinning away, too. It came to rest, pinned under the toe of McCracken’s well-polished shoe.  “See? I’m surrendering,” Kate said, biting back the flurry of curses she wanted to fling at these vile men. (Preferably reinforced with her fists.) “Leave her alone.”

this one is Milk Chooses Violence, The Fic (Kate Edition) :)

[simplegenius042]

Music Monday & Ship Moodboard/WIP Wednesday & OC Smash or Pass

Tagged by @voidika and @inafieldofdaisies

Tagging @adelaidedrubman @imogenkol @shellibisshe @aceghosts @socially-awkward-skeleton @noodlecupcakes @josephseedismyfather @icecutioner @derelictheretic @shallow-gravy @direwombat @strangefable @rhettsabbott @josephslittledeputy @cloudofbutterflies92 @skoll-sun-eater @cassietrn @carlosoliveiraa @g0dspeeed @wrathfulrook @afarcryfrommymain @strafethesesinners @turbo-virgins @raresvtm @softtidesworld @starsandskies @ladyoriza @la-grosse-patate @florbelles @titiagls @minilev @yokobai @thewanderer-000 @omen-speaker @justasmolbard @alypink @thesingularityseries and @nightwingshero + anyone else who'd like to join.

Got songs for two WIPs in The UnTitledverse, a Moodboard WIP for a ship in Sonya's Push from Life, Despair & Monsters and a smash and pass for one Deputy Silva Omar from The Silver Chronicles. You can find them both below the cut:

Jurassic World: The Perfect Storm is the final Jurassic World fic before that arc ends and the next phase begins. The adaptability of a human is quite a phenomenal quality, a challenge towards the obstacles reality throws at them. Joaquin and Maisie have the strongest hold on this quality, especially while surviving BioSyn's dinosaurs and Edward Carmine's grudging disdain. Unlike Jurassic World: Dominion, the actions of these two teens (who are in way over their heads) change the globe's food chain significantly into a true Jurassic World. Also Indo is still alive... and trying to get Blue and the Indoraptor to not rip each other's throats out.

"Tap tap When you fear the chomp chomp When you hear the echo (echo!)

Take a gyrosphere and go for a drive Or wait in line for a Stegosaurus ride They made a zoo out of dinosaurs They built predators in a paradise

In the lab They added laser activation With night vision and perfect echolocation The Indoraptor shouldn't get the blame He's only learning where he fits in the food chain

Tap tap of Velociraptor's claws When you fear the chomp chomp of the Carnotaurus jaws When you hear the echo (echo), of the T-Rex roar

Life finds a way They made the Indoraptor to weaponise! Tried to keep Pteranodon from the open skies They tried to put T-Rex on display But, but

Life finds a way They can try to stuff chaos inside a cage Bring back the dinosaurs from an ancient age But it's always gonna end in a rampage 'Cause, 'cause Life finds a way

In Jurassic World Yeah, c'mon, life finds a way

Now all that power has been unleashed And you can't put it back in the box (No!) They kidnapped and locked them underneath On a ship to the mainland dock

But not for long 'Cause Stiggy broke out at the auction Throwing people and chairs in every direction The Indoraptor is facing off with Blue And Claire and Owen watch a stampede running loose

Tap tap of Velociraptor's claws When you fear the chomp chomp of the Carnotaurus jaws When you hear the echo (echo), of the T-Rex roar

Life finds a way They made the Indoraptor to weaponise! Tried to keep Pteranodon from the open skies They tried to put T-Rex on display But, but

Life finds a way They can try to stuff chaos inside a cage Bring back the dinosaurs from an ancient age But it's always gonna end in a rampage 'Cause, 'cause Life finds a way

These creatures were here before us They ruled the land, they ruled the sea Life cannot be contained Life breaks free

They can try to stuff chaos inside a cage (These creatures were here before us) Bring back the dinosaurs from an ancient age (They ruled the land, they ruled the sea) But it's always gonna end in a rampage (Life cannot be contained) 'Cause, 'cause Life finds a way!"

Another The UnTitledverse work is a Transformers Prime fic called Honour Thy Father that focuses on Arcee as she discovers that she may have been sired by a Decepticon when she isn't immediately shot dead by some Spark Recognition Turrets. She goes on a solo mission to find answers, which crosses paths with the mission of an unknown droid calling himself Timekeeper... who's looking for a McGuffin. Their first encounter doesn't start... great. The best I can describe it as is Maui's "You're Welcome" diversion from Moana.

"Well, come to think of it Kid, honestly I could go on and on I could explain every natural phenomenon The tide, the grass, the ground Oh, that was the Earth* just messing around Plant some seeds, bury the roots** Sprouted a tree, now human's have fruits and nuts*** What's the lesson? What is the takeaway? Don't mess with Time while it's on one leap year away**** And the tapestry here in my skin is a map of the victories I win Look where I've been, I make everything happen Look at that mean mini me just tippity tappin'***** Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hey!

Well anyway, let me say, "You're welcome" ("You're welcome!") For the wonderful world you know Hey, it's okay, it's okay, you're welcome ("You're welcome!") Well, come to think of it, I gotta go ("Hey!")

Hey, it's your day to say you're welcome ("You're welcome!") 'Cause I'm gonna need that keypad****** I'm getting further away, away, you're welcome ("You're welcome!") 'Cause Time can do everything but stop

You're welcome! ("You're welcome!") You're welcome! ("You're welcome!") And thank you!"

[* <- These just mean I took some creative decisions to alter the words to better fit my story and characters these songs are not about]

Later on after that debacle, Timekeeper and Arcee work together to both find the group with the information on her heritage and the McGuffin Timekeeper misplaced. They encounter a foe by the name of E.M.I.L.Y (the Endangered Management Initiative in Learning Yields)... and it goes as great as Moana and Maui's time with Tamatoa in his serenade of "Shiny".

"Watch me dazzle like a diamond in the rough Strut my stuff, my stuff is so shiny

Send your armie, but they'll never be enough My steel's too tough, now Timekeeper*

You could try, try, try But you can't expect a demigod To beat a decapod (Look it up)

You will die, die, die Now it's time for me to take apart your aching honor**

Far from the ones who abandoned you Chasing the love of these mortals*** Who made you feel wanted You try to be tough But your armour's just not hard enough

Now allow me!**** To come kick your hiney***** Ever seen someone so shiny?

Soak it in, 'cause it's the last you'll ever see C'est la vie, mon ami, I'm so shiny

Now I'll dismember you, so prepare your final plea****** Just for me You'll never be quite as shiny You wish you were nice and shiny!"

[* <- These just mean I took some creative decisions to alter the words to better fit my story and characters these songs are not about... also I have to say this. I love the "c'est la vie, mon ami" line. It rolls off the tongue so beautifully, but I guess that's French for you. I don't think many people really appreciate this line as much as I do]

Moodboard and a WIP snippet for Sonya's Push for my favorite "I can make them worst" toxic sapphic situationship that I've made.

A steam of hot air blew pass the clenched jaw of the mechanical Beastie, its optic shining a red hue onto her flesh. Jennifer sucked in a breath and shuddered as the heat stung her exposed shoulders. The Apex, Sonya, whatever name Malvolio's Beastie crowned itself with, hadn't immediately given her an answer. She tried to struggle against the tail's curled hold around her legs, waist, and arms. Just like last time, she only succeeded in causing the tail to coil tighter, effectively pinning her hands to her tattered and dirty golden dress. The fear of her body's circulation being cut off immediately invaded her thoughts, so she ceased the struggle, hoping to gain the Apex's favor as it inspected her from the ground, circling as the panic and fear rumbled in her stomach. Jennifer was unsure what fate awaited her. She hoped her words made an effort in appealing to whatever human desire remained in the Beastie, but if she were to die, she'd wish it to be quicker than what Dicko received. The Apex chittered, shaking its head as the plates running down the spine rattled, one of the tails whipping. She was brought down to face the lipless metal of its exterior jaws. The red optic, white pupil merely a dot surrounded by the growing crimson that glowed a darker hue. Jennifer refrained from speech. The Apex brought its ghastly face too close to her face for comfort. The exterior jaw slightly gaped open, and Jennifer felt her heart halt for a mere second. Instead of a long tongue covered in the gore of its victims or a grotesque second jaw jutting out to snap her in half, the Apex puffed out a steam of hot air again. It blew past Jennifer's blonde hair, frazzling it up even more now. "Correct me if I'm wrong," it spoke, deep feminine voice vibrating out of unknown vocal cords Malvolio had put inside it, "But from what I'm hearing... you want to partner up? Use me to monger fear into Dicko's personnel and rivals while you reign in his power?" "With the benefit of garnering enough essential resources and numbers to give you - and myself - the advantage in hunting down Malvolio," she told it, soft voice as reasonably loud as possible, and swiftly yet shakily added, "B-but that can only happen if you let me live." The Apex hummed- or maybe it groaned, it was difficult to tell, "So use you as a puppet while masquerading as your trump card? That is... tempting." Jennifer gulped as the Apex hissed, "But how can I trust you of all people? Not just twelve hours ago, you were living the dream as Dicko's personal little lapdog. Or would you be his vicious hound instead?" Jennifer kept her composure to ensure she didn't blow this opportunity to earn her freedom, "He betrayed me. He left me to die." "That's true," the Apex acknowledged, "But these feelings haven't just manifested tonight. No. This was a progression of resentment and disgust that finally hit a last straw. You had plans to kill him... you just never had the opportunity to safely execute it." Jennifer blinked at the Apex's assessment, both fuming and terrified by its thinking. "So tell me," the Apex brought its glaring optic against Jennifer's forehead; the light forcing her to shut her eyes, "Why should I give you the benefit of the doubt?"

SMASH OR PASS

RULES: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc).

DEPUTY SILVA OMAR (THE SILVER CHRONICLES [FAR CRY 5 & FAR CRY NEW DAWN])

QUICK FACTS:

Height: Around 5'8 or 5'9 in Silva's Hope. (Gets a late growth spurt to be 6'1 in Old Dusk (unfortunate genetic benefits from her then dead evil bio father)).

Age: 26 (and then 27) in Silva's Hope. (44 in Old Dusk).

Gender: Female (and Intersex).

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Demiromantic Lesbian. Also opens up to being polyamorous.

PROS:

Silva is mostly physically affectionate but can be verbally reassuring and complimentary.

Silva is extremely caring and protective. Total sweetheart.

Strong woman.

Has a great sense of humor (once her walls are down).

Great with kids. Also experienced!

She's a good cook. Always experimenting and trying out new dishes.

If you have a nightmare, she's probably already awake late in the night to comfort you with whatever you need (thanks to her insomnia and night terrors).

Absolute romantic. Will give you gifts (sometimes flowers that hold complimentary meanings), spend quality time and PDA, no matter how small, is a must. Will want to get to know you.

Can't lie (pretty shit at it).

CONS:

Silva is secretive. She'll be secretive about her problems because she doesn't want to bother people with said problems.

However Silva is most secretive about her past. She'd rather not talk about that. She won't tell you about her childhood, her family (with only a simplification of who they were and her relationship with them and the fact that they're dead), what she was doing on her six month trip around the globe, etc. She even has a fake past on hand, which is short and straight to the point.

Silva may not be great at lying, but she doe use forms of deception, such as evading the question, using vague yet plausible short explanations, has mastered a very neutral stoic mask to hide her emotions, etc. Pretty much anything that helps her avoid answering a question she's either uncomfortable with or does not want to answer.

Silva doesn't want to talk about her trauma, grief nor the horrors she went through. She came to Montana to begin anew with Elsa and Persephone, and even though she no longer has the latter two anymore, she will honor that mission by trying to live a "normal" life.

Also fairly certain she doesn't know therapy is something that exists.

Survivors guilt big time makes her blame herself for any fault or disaster that happens around/to/because of her, mentally punching herself for not doing more or failing in general (even though some things were out of her control or outright not her fault).

Silva's paranoia makes her kind of overprotective, and its subtle and hard to spot considering she genuinely thinks its actually a reasonable thing to do (Thanks Kamski).

Knowing Silva means getting to know Kamski and to be honest he's not approving of anyone outside of Silva. Might sabotage relationship if he finds you too suspicious.

Knowing Silva might put a target on your back (mostly from Adam and his Congregation, Joseph and Eden's Gate, and Paul and the Apostles, but in certain AUs, there's possibly more).