#short chaptered works

[celokjin]

Angel by RainyThoughts

[riant-draws]

tw for panic attack, eyestrain (last page), swears

@tsunochizu's backwards through the snow!! this fic is my lifeblood

this scene's from chapter 15, in which iirc sig is like "ok pebbs is acting weird as hell time to get to the bottom of this" and pebbs wants some modified neuron flies for extra storage (which sig can send him the blueprints for), which ends up in them having a very... exciting video call

also I belatedly realized that the author made designs for sig and pebbs in btts but haha I am not redrawing pages~

this took me over a month I'm not even kidding

*dies*

[shirozora-draws]

Part 1 of "dinluke + kisses ruined my workflow". Part 2 is in the far future because I am writing two fics, I don't have the time to map out and draw a 1-page silent comic. I am also still rusty as hell so maybe work on drawing a bit more before attempting another comic? Maybe????

Inspired by me losing my mind over an ask for an ask game. Huge shoutout to @violets-and-mints-reblogs for derailing the last hours of my workday. I really needed that break from writing.

[shadowofaghost5]

Give it up for everybody’s favourite street rat!!!

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Fanart of Aaron from Fox’s Tounge and Kirin’s Bone, an incredible book by @muffinlance

I worked hard on this an am incredibly proud of how it turned out. If you wanna hear about the process, feel free to check out me rambling in the tags.

[writeouswriter]

The curse has lifted (finally wrote more than like 10 words on something)

[captainofthetidesbreath]

Candela Obscura: Needle & Thread is about, if it is about anything, parent-child relationships and the desperate desire for a closeness in the face of a yawning chasm of separation, physical, emotional, or both.

Sean and Margaret, the creature and mother, Nathaniel and his father, Jean and hers, Allison and Lucas. Even Beatrix and the child she never had, transferred onto Sean. (Marion is the only major character who does not fit neatly and completely into this pattern, despite the brief look at his relationship with his father.)

That desire for closeness—even when there is immense strain in the relationship, even when that desire has been suppressed into more of an involuntary instinct—escalates over the chapter until incredible violence is being committed in an effort to reduce these distances.

These parent-child relationships are even weaponized repeatedly in the finale. Sean takes the deal to save his mother. The person in the cage observes that Nathaniel's father never liked him as a device to rattle him and his father's face is worn to force him to hesitate. Violet lashes out at Jean before she dies by telling her that her father was happy when she told him that Jean was no longer going to visit.

There is so much longing for a parent or a child in this chapter. Sean wants to be with his mother again, and Margaret wants her sons. Nathaniel craves his father's love, and in the end, his father reaches for him. Jean grieves for her father. The creature wants to be with their mother, and their mother is distraught when her child is killed. Beatrix is wistful for the child she did not have. Much of Lucas's screentime is devoted to missing his mother, and Allison misses her son terribly.

There is also much to be said about sibling relationships here: Sean and his brothers, Nathaniel and his, the creature and their sister. Sibling dynamics inform the relationship between Sean and Marion, and Sean and Nathaniel. That's not the focus of this post, though.

I believe that it is specifically this web of parents-children and the various distances in their relationships that really is the core of the chapter. This is about a desperately intense, even violent, desire for a closeness in those relationships and the willingness to do basically anything to overcome the distances.

[human-encounters-diary]

Day 16

As the human and I did not share any duties during this particular cycle, I decided now might be a fitting time to inform the Vitrichl about the aforementioned book, which could possibly grant a further insight into Terrans.

Despite the quite serious circumstances we are currently in, I was able to secure a time frame to initiate a conversation regarding this topic.

I repeated the information V-7 had been able to conjure on this as well as other stories and reports on humans.

"There seems to be one…obstacle, though: The book‘s last documented location is in system Skė-51-33, which does not seem to be even remotely near our current route.", I eludicated.

The Vitrichl seemed to consider the information given, keeping in mind the reason the SIIR Noxos usually avoids this particular system: its unfriendly and occasionally aggressive nature.

Concluding, I was able to convince the Vitrichl through the benefits this book could provide in the task of studying humans, causing the Vitrichl to eludicate that changing the route was currently not possible, but as soon as the chance was offered to us, we would make a short detour through this system to retrieve said book, given that the book was still located there.

In the meantime, I was tasked with retrieving as much possible information on this particular and other sources about humans.

Our arrival on Fendaar is imminent, as we are nearing the planet‘s atmosphere. Further reports will follow.

[minniiaa]

Been writing so much pathetic depressed bottom Law/switch Lawlu lately that I’m low key getting feral and want to write a crazy, obsessive, possessive top Law. Urghhh need plot inspiration though help :(

[buwheal]

I'm sorry, Spamton. I know you won't believe me, but I'm sorry we hurt you.

[ejunkiet]

60% of writing is daydreaming, 30% is editing, and 10% is getting words on the damn page omg

[hotcheetohatredwastaken]

Who Heals the Healer? Febuwhump Day 7--Suffering In Silence

Four passed out at last. That gaping wound in his stomach, scraped out and still lined at the edges with singed, blackened flesh, was finally cleared enough that Hyrule could lay his hands over it and touch living flesh. He worked his magic, knitting muscle and skin back together by feel alone, until his magic began to sputter and peter out and Legend pulled him away, already scolding him for overextending himself. Hyrule stumbled after him, his mind numb, as Legend pushed him down onto a log by the fire and ran a rag over his sweaty forehead, yelling for Wind to fetch him a drink and some sugary snack from Wild’s Slate. 

“Rulie, how many times have I told you not to exhaust your magic reserves like that?” Despite the harsh words, Legend’s voice was fond. It took Hyrule’s eyes a while to adjust to find his scowling face. “You’re going to hurt yourself like that one day, I should know.”

“...sorry…” Hyrule got out vaguely. He leaned into the cool palm pressing into his forehead. “Is he…?”

“He’s okay,” Legend answered. He pulled away with a frown, then took one of Hyrule’s hands in his own, rubbing it briskly between his own. Then he paused. “You’re… warm. You’re usually cold after you use too much magic.” He looked up at Hyrule, his eyebrows raising. “Have you been sick recently, Rulie?”

The words took a while to make their way through Hyrule’s exhausted mind. “No…? I don’t think so…” Suddenly, there were two Legend’s looking up at him. He blinked hard, and they solidified back into one. “I’m just tired… I think I might need to lie down for a bit.”

“Okay…” Legend said dubiously. “C’mon, give me your arm, I’ll help you over there.”

Hyrule found himself nearly slung over Legend’s shoulder. The walk to his bedroll seemed to be miles long. He stumbled, and Legend cursed, distantly calling out for Warrior to help him. He was there in an instant, supporting Hyrule’s other arm. Somewhere in the back of Hyrule’s mind, he realized that the outside of his right leg was burning, but he was much too tired to pay it any attention. He took one step towards his bedroll, then another.

“Rulie, this is more than magic exhaustion.” Legend’s voice warbled in from afar. “Are you sure that you’re okay?”

 “I mean, it… it could also be… be where that monster got me.” Hyrule panted out. All he had to do was get to his bedroll. One step. Another. “Didn’t really have time to… to deal with it, before Four was all hurt."

“Hyrule,” Legend said somewhere, his voice growing high. “What do you mean, where that monster got me?”

Hyrule, very helpfully, passed out in answer.

[celokjin]

흰 여름 ('White Summer') by dawnstruck

[thetopichot]

idk if I’ve ever mentioned this before, but could you imagine Al’s reaction to Boo mentioning one day that he’s their first relationship? First date, first kiss, first… you know.

I dunno, I just feel like that would hold some significance to him.

Oooooooo Juicy 😋

I feel like you guys were living together or maybe actually recently moved in together. You guys were unpacking stuff which lead to you guys procrastinating for HOURS talking about old memories. When you guys were best friends, you both decided to keep a memory binder & just fill it with random stuff that meant so much.

You'll pulled it out of a dusty box labeled "Memories". You didn't have a better name for it than just the word itself. You pulled it out the box & opened the memory binder. You flipped through a couple pages, reminiscing the good ol' days wishing you could experience it again.

"Hey, Al?" You shouted to catch Alphonse's attention.

"Wassup, boo?" You heard his voice faintly as steps came towards you. He looks at the binder your holding in your hands. He raises a brow. "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh nono. I was just looking through old pictures again. I called you over because I was wondering if you wanna see them." You asked.

"Sure, boo. I don't mind procrastinatin' for a bit."

So for a bit, you guys both chill recalling memories from the past. Alphonse's strange pictures which was pictures of his big ass forehead or just pictures of you cooking at your house. Dates, dances, & all of that lovey-dovey stuff but you stop to look at a picture of you & Alphonse just kissing. It looked like a shot from a indie movie.

The more you looked at the picture, the more you thought deeply about it.

"Hey, Al?" You turned to look at him. "Wanna hear a fact about me?"

He cocked his head. "Sure? What you're a serial killer or sum'?" He joked.

"No!" You punched his arm playfully. "I was going to tell that this was my first relationship with someone." Alphonse's smile soon became nervous.

"Haha.. wait you're not kidding-"

& then Alphonse went on a long rant.

"I'm just saying you could've done SO much better, bae-"

"But, I love you?? I'm happy that you're the first person I'm with??"

"bUt YoU dOn'T uNdErStAnD-"

"Why can't you accept that I love you???"

Alphonse would refuse the fact that outta everyone that you could've fell in love with first. It would be him outta of all people. He feels special but at the same time, he just sobbing.

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

.:Chapter 5: Brokopoly:.

Summary: Two old people take a stressful spa vacation, the Secret Ninja Force attempts house-hunting and employment over the weekend, and Lloyd has some unfortunately timed de ja vu

[keeps-ache]

blood of the covenant

[erregiulydraws]

“Let’s go on and on together forever“