This year I have been chosen as your secret Fransta!! Honestly, I was a little intimidated to use your gift prompt as I felt it landed a little outside of my current skill set 😅
However, life is a journey and decided to make a little video animatic? that I had always wanted to test out in trying!
Welp, have a wonderful Christmas with your family and a good day
Greetings Dear Hearts! Yes, you are looking at a... Not so much a red carpet as much as it a blood spattered blue carpet.
Because I always go above and beyond for my fics 🤭 and @marihem suggested I make a runway for The Most Dangerous's Game's release!
I encourage you to draw your Sona or OCs, or maybe even your Frans pair of choice! I can't wait for this fic to come out, it's been highly anticipated (for me at least) for a year!
Reblog this with your addition! I'll be accepting submissions until October 1st, when the fic is published. Can't wait to see you on the carpet 😉
The steely grip of dread slowly wrapped its claws around her stomach and she sucked in a long breath.
Somehow, she’d always known it would happen. She’d prayed to gods she didn’t believe in that maybe it wouldn’t.
Maybe he’d slack off. Maybe they’d catch him just in time. But she’d always known that the other shoe would drop.
Another body would fall.
They always do.
Eventually.
“I'll be on my way.”
“I don't know if that's a good idea.”
She was already grabbing her camera off the shelf over her computer and slinging it around her neck. “Not a good idea to do my job? You called me,” she pointed out as she jogged back down the hall, her footsteps still hauntingly quiet against the wood boards.
“To warn you.”
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Intrigued? You must be! That's why I very conveniently linked the chapter right here! 🤯 Read TMDG if you know what's good for you!