#what if escaping the rubble forced Lute to rip off one of her wings instead of one of her arms?

[markerofthemidnight]

A Note About Greyscale (Also Lute from Hazbin Hotel Is Really, Really Cool So I’m Writing Something About Her)

So remember in the tags of the Tinky post I said I finished writing tiny little drafts of all of Greyscale’s 23 chapters (and by “draft” I mean “just name all of them and pray to God that when I wake up in the morning I remember what it means”)?

Yeah, me too.

And remember when I said I would show it to you all if we could hit 3000 hits on AO3 by the 25th?

Yeah, me neither.

There’s a few things I need to talk about regarding that: first of all, I’ve since added another chapter to the lineup, so the total is now 24 chapters.

Secondly, as soon as I could sit down to write chapter 5, my DND brainrot came back with a vengeance, and then as soon as I thought it was gone, BOOM, Hazbin Hotel brainrot!

Anyways, the point is, the idea that I can get Chapter 5 out by this Saturday has become pretty unlikely, and the idea that we can get to 3000 hits by the deadline even more so.

So here’s my announcement: on February 24th, my birthday, I will be releasing the current working titles of ALL 24 of Greyscale’s chapters regardless of how many hits it has for all you budding young theorists to obsess over!

Then, after I’m finished Pokey and Blinky’s arts, I’m redesigning Lute since I’ve decided she looks to much like a normal exorcist (over the past year and a half I’ve realised I’m a sucker for the “badass protector who only gives a shit about the person they protect” trope), expect the next half of the Seven-Sided Die Challenge to come pretty soon (but don’t take my word on that), and… let’s just say the title of my next fic is A Downed Angel is a Dead Angel. If any Lute fans are reading this, you’ll be happy.