hiii i’m new here, read help me to breathe and im wondering what hhau is
hello!! i hope you enjoyed hmtb so far! <3
now sit down and let me tell you about hhau :3 my and link's beloved obsession born out of our self-indulgent scarian RP.
so, hhau stands for hunted hybrids au, and there is no official fic associated with it as of this date, but there are soooo many rambles, story arcs, art, and even rp bits (some posted to ao3!)
to make things easy, these are all collected and shared in one single masterpost that i recommend you check out! there are some cws listed in the post, so take note, but if you like angst and you like scarian, you're in the right place.
the basic premise is that HC 8 imploded, scattered hermits across various worlds, and scar and grian had the unfortunate luck to end up in a permadeath world where hybrids are relentlessly hunted for sport or trophies. grian as a rare-coloured avian and scar as a vex are not going to have Good Time, trust me.
without resources or knowledge of the world, they try to navigate it and survive—and, maybe, hopefully, do even more than that. maybe even live—with nothing but each other to rely on.
they come across situations (a lot of them life threatening or ending in injuries—) and various people and there's a myriad of complex feelings and so many new fears and traumas and triggers for them to learn how to deal with!
it all started with an idea and >> this art << back in november, and has evolved so much ever since. take a look at the hhau masterpost or look at hhau tag to find out more... or throw more questions at me! i'll be happy to answer them <3
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Chapter 40 of Feels Like Home
Cheers and white flashes greet her the second Chloe sets foot on the red carpet. It feels surreal. Like a vibrant, very real déjà-vu. Her heart starts racing in her chest. Her palms are sweaty. Lucifer is by her side in less than a heartbeat, wrapping an arm around her.
“Lead the way, Officer,” he whispers, smiling against her ear. It grounds her. Enough for her to start walking, Lucifer on her arm.
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The all woman writer duo on the new episode of Doctor Who really new how to feed the fangirlies.
My crops have been watered. My skin has cleared. In my lane. Thriving.
Wonderful ❤️👏🎉💍
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So my brother and I have made a tradition out of watching the new Kaiju no.8 episodes every Saturday night and we’ve agreed that in this household, for no reason in particular, it is canon that every single defense force member is transgender. Thank you.
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To be sent soup from your Archaengels is to be loved and held up
This Herald and her consort had a good dinner.
Dunker got to lick my bowl.
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i need you to know that all the messages about hhau made me (and link!!!! both of us!!!) very happy and excited <33 i love that you are interested and that you're coming to us to chat about our silly au!
this is just a psa that i've seen them, got giddy about them, showed link (ofc <33), and will be answering them. but that last part might take a while, so i just wanted to acknowledge it for now and thank you!!
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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"what if chilchuck was a butch?" we thought
and Ryoko said - "say no more!" - and made Meijack, can you believe it???
anyway I'm surprised nobody's done it before, you can have it!
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p.s. - she just doodled chilchuck genderbend once and couldnt let go of the design and BAM Meijack was born lol its so funnt tbh. but fucking valid
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