#wip: a lifetime of adventures

[lifeofkaze]

Asking… pitch, note, and/or hum!

I didn't think WSI could offer them all, but lo and behold:

Somewhere in the distance, a lone firework went off. Its light hung in the pitch-black sky, burning in the darkness like a star. All the other stars were veiled but this one was prevailing, burning brightly all on its own.

The first notes of their intro sounded, in time with the beating of her heart, and suddenly, she found it easy to step away from Leon.

“Duly noted,” Neil hummed. He looked like he wanted to add something, but ultimately didn’t. 

and also, as a little fanfic extra:

Selene made a humming noise, scratching some lichen from the stone. She stopped when she realised that her nails had gone all dirty and dusty. She hid them in the folds of her dress. 

[thisghosts-obsessions-again]

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"Your eyes meet two impossible dark ones; in this light, on the threshold of afternoon and eve, his iris and pupil are indistinguishable. Only darkness, black and burning, in your view."

Re-draw of an old sketch (see below) from one of my favourite scenes from the wip The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by @doriana-gray-games...

[gailsfrog]

Here a WIP of one of my OC's That i'll prob not finnish lol (I forgor Tumblr existed lol)

Hehe highest quality stuff ive done :3

GO GO DIFFERENT ART PROGRAMMMgj hdfkjg hdfkjghs ldfkg

:3 (im very eepy -u-)

This is Gails btw- I just been using her as my online name for ages- + first oc :T so uhhhhhhhhhhhhh yea :>

(I freaking love drawing :3)

[emry-stars-art]

Keep an eye? 🌊🌊

Maybe something soft of Whalemack and Andrew ? or whalemack and Neil 🥺🥺

Hi Odd 🥰 of COURSE, I don’t have anything specific for the boys in this scene but also just Whalemack being his usual dadmack is something I hold near and dear to my heart. JellyNeil and Whalemack tho! I might eventually be back with another ask for that hehe

20 sep 2023 [wip Wednesday game]

Andrew’s look turned incredulous.

“Are you sure you’re not seeing things, old man?”

“Oh, I saw something,” Wymack said. “It let me come right up to it. A little cut up and nervous, but it wasn’t scared at least. I don’t think it can talk. When you take off today, do me a favor and keep an eye out for it.”

Andrew made a small noise of mock disappointment. “I know you like to use me as your errand boy, but I regret to inform you I’m not as good of a sniffer shark.”

“If the thing’s bleeding, then you’d better find it before some other shark.”

Andrew rolled his eyes. He’d go look, of course.

Wymack spoke both their thoughts. “You know how rare they are. I want to figure out where it came from. How many folk do you think can say they’ve talked with a jellyfish?”

“None,” said Andrew. “Jellyfish can’t actually talk.”

[sekhmetswrath-if]

The Wrath of Sekhmet is based on the 1999 film ‘The Mummy’ and follows the original story of Sekhmet to the best of my research abilities, but also includes highly fictionalised elements.

DEMO (01.09.23) | CHARACTER APPEARANCES

As the archivist of the Museum of Antiquities in Cairo, you’ve collected a lot of knowledge over the thirteen years you’ve worked there. Yet, there has been nothing that fascinated you more than the story of Sekhmet.

A goddess of love turned goddess of war with a bloodlust so deadly that her father, the sun god Ra, was forced to fashion a necklace that Hathor could wear in order to contain Sekhmet.

The necklace glittered with gold and diamonds, but it was the single ruby that sat nestled at her throat that was the real treasure.

Said to contain a drop of Ra’s blood, it was a gem so powerful that it could grant lesser creatures invulnerability when the necklace was worn.

And now, your brother thinks he’s found the legendary Temple of Sekhmet. A temple that was supposedly built to house the necklace.

This could be the adventure of a lifetime and you refuse to be left behind.

This is an 18+ wip due to violence, depictions of blood and gore, optional sexual content, death, elements of body horror, and abduction.

FEATURES

✧ Play as a female, male, or nonbinary mc with cis and trans options. Choose your pronouns and titles separately.

✧ Romance the suave archaeologist, the stoic leader, the bubbly best friend, or the calculating adventurer. Poly routes are available.

✧ Personality stats: sarcastic/genuine, stoic/emotional, reckless/cautious, grumpy/jovial, kind/indifferent, shy/bold.

✧ Skill stats: intelligence, charm, sword fighting, and agility.

✧ Set features of the mc: they’re at least half egyptian and as an archivist, mc is intelligent, studious, and knowledgable about history. While they can be grumpy and indifferent, there will not be the option to be unnecessarily cruel.

CHARACTERS OF INTEREST

Maddox [M]

The bane of your life and one of the only people you trust to always have your back. He’s more of a lover than a fighter and has a silver tongue that could get him out of any situation, but don’t underestimate his protectiveness over you. Older brother prerogative and all that.

Elijah/Elodie Caddel [M/F] [RO]

El is charismatic, quick-witted, and familiar with the temple of Sekhmet making them the perfect companion on your quest. However, for all their charm, they are notorious for keeping everyone but Aksel at a distance, so it is a surprise to all when they quickly seem to develop a deep fondness for you. As well as a wicked protective streak.

Menna Bakir [M/F/NB] [RO]

As a Medjai Chieftain, Menna is responsible for the lives of many. For that reason, they have learnt to show little emotion, although it is noted that they soften around animals and now it seems, you. Once their trust has been earned and they become more comfortable with your group, you’ll see a much more relaxed and even teasing side to them.

Nakia/Nubia Hassan [M/F] [RO]

N can be utterly ruthless when it comes to getting what they want for the museum, but with you they're almost always very bubbly and friendly. They're your childhood best friend and your biggest supporter, and without them, you wouldn't be taking this trip across the desert to discover the secrets that lie in wait.

Aksel Madsen [NB] [RO]

While they seem lazy and unbothered, it doesn’t take long for you to realise that there’s something not quite right about them. They’re too observant, too intelligent, and too calculating. Despite this, you wouldn’t class them as a bad person, especially not when you’ve seen the way they look out for El and, on occasion, you.

Poly routes

N/Aksel | El/Menna

[wangxianficfinder]

Ghost WangXian

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Intertwined by Tsukimiko_san (T, 4k, wangxian, hualian, major character death, Crossover, Canon Divergence, No Ressurrection AU, Reincarnation, Red String of Fate, Post-Canon (for hualian), Sad with a Happy Ending, hualian are the deities of love send tweet, silver haired lwj, catboy hc, MCD is for wwx and lwj but both reincarnate and meet again, Ghost LWJ, Ghost WWX)

Lan Wangji Sees Dead People by MountainRain898 (E, 42k, WangXian, Reincarnation, Soulmates, Past Lives, Ghosts, Abandoned hospital setting, Ghosts, Fake Kidnapping, or maybe accidental kidnapping is a better way of putting it, WWX and LWJ are both dead in this fic, They ARE Ghosts, A little bit of gore, Comedy Horror, Getting Together, Kissing, First Time, in this lifetime at least, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, two seconds of accidental public sex, also sex getting interrupted by someone for a sec)

Gently Haunted by LusBeatha (T, 19k, WangXian, Character Death, Sentient Burial Mounds, Autistic LWJ, Shutdowns, Canon Divergence, Ghosts, Child LSZ, Oblivious WWX, Getting Together, Ghost Marriage, ghost parenting, Grief/Mourning, but only for ghosts that are still present, Golden Core Reveal, Soup, Happy Ending)

The Ghostly Adventures of Wen Yuan by Llamamomo (Not Rated, 13k, WangXian, Ghost WWX, Ghost LWJ, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Supernatural Elements, Modern AU, Murder Mystery, Haunted Houses)

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Ghost WWX

🔒 A Shade Watches by DC_Derringer (T, 1k, wangxian, Canonical WWX death, Angst with a Happy Ending, brief mention of masturbation, Canon Divergence)

🔒 Response by Aki_no_hikari (G, 12k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Family Feels, Love Confessions)

the moon, grown full by Deinde (T, 22k, LSZ & WWX, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Spirits, Identity Reveal, discussion of war crimes, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Hopeful Ending, Homecoming, reclaiming your name and identity, Names, Families of Choice)

The Intervening Years by roserocksrapidly (G, 11k, LSZ & WWX, LSZ & LWJ, WangXian, Canon Divergence, LSZ centric, Parent-Child Relationship, Wangxian is background, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, LSZ's childhood and all that entails)

🧡 Ghosts Shouldn’t by ShanaStoryteller (Not Rated, 15k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending)

You still sound like a song by Moominmammashandbag (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Ghost!WWX, Mystery, LWJ plays inquiry, AU from after the Wens came to Lotus Pier, Most people lived, not everybody died, Angst with a Happy Ending, river spirit!WWX, Angst and Feels, description of murder, imminent smut, Execution, Dogs, Poisons, Discussion of Attempted Murder, BAMF WWX, Family Feels)

Ghost of Mine by SasukiMimochi (E, 127k, WIP, LSZ & WWX, WangXian, Golden Core Reveal, Canon Temporary Character Death, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Supernatural Elements, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-First Siege of the Burial Mounds, Romance, Domestic Fluff, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Alternate Canon)

ghost in your arms by DizziDreams (T, 11k, WangXian, NieLan, Kidfic, baby a-yuan, dad!lwj, Ghost!WWX, Haunting, Poltergeist, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, Light Angst, Pining, LWJ's bad choices about love, Paranormal, Modern AU, Ghosts, age gap, America, [Podfic of] ghost in your arms by dreamhazer)

one good thing by Yuu_chi (T, 26k, WangXian, Modern AU, Ghost WWX, Angst and Humor, Angst with a Happy Ending, I swear there really is a happy ending, And an alarming amount of rabbits, [Podfic] One Good Thing by jellyfishfire)

🧡 Meet Me At The Corner After Dark by Omen1991 (M, 21k, WangXian, Modern AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Character Death, but he's already dead, Injury, Concerns about self-harm, no actual self-harm, Panic Attacks, Office, Tears, Sad with a Happy Ending, Reincarnation, kind of mild romance, POV LWJ, Ghost!WWX, Neurodivergent LWJ, Amnesiac WWX, Autistic LWJ)

Lan Sizhui Sees Dead People series by darkbrokenreaper (T, 30k, wangxian, fluff, angst)

Day 4: Ghost!Xian by UseMyMuse (T, 5k, WangXian, Ghost wwx, Altered ages for side characters, Murder, Death, MCD KIND OF (Wei Ying is dead but he's a ghost through the whole story))

Stolen Midnights by See_You_Next_Tuesday (E, 34k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon Divergence, pre-canon timeline, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Miscommunication, Dreams, Graphic Descriptions of Injuries, Eventual Smut, Voyeurism, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, mild bondage, Body Worship, Marking, Biting)

eyes closed for you by soultana (E, 36k, WangXian, Modern AU, MDZS Characters Cultivate in a Modern Setting, POV LWJ, Cultivator LWJ, WWX is a spirit/yao, Dreams vs. Reality, basically WWX haunts LWJ's dreams (lovingly), Sexual Tension, Pining, Yiling Laozu is misunderstood, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, WWX is a Tease, Getting Together, Supportive LXC, LQR Is So Done)

🔒 Can we skip to the Good Part? by pink-lotus-pods (kkomaism) (T, 107k, HuaLian, WangXian, Canon-Typical Violence, Crossover, YLLZ WWX, HuaLian are in Love, Married HuaLian, Slow Build, Canon Temporary Character Death, Ghost WWX, Fix-It of Sorts, Canon Divergence, Blood and Violence, Character Study, Panic Attacks, WWX Has a Mental Breakdown, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, MXY Deserves Better, unbearable amounts of sexual tension, Suicidal Thoughts, mild but it's still there!, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, Genius WWX)

the fair and the brave and the good must die by Lise (T, 12k, WangXian, Ghost WWX, Sad Ending, Angst, Grief/Mourning, POV LWJ, Not A Fix-It, Canon Divergences, Moral Dilemmas, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Ambiguous/Open Ending)

of ghosts and graveyards by DiRoxy (T, 10k, WangXian, Pre-Relationship, Pokemon, Case Fic, ghost!WWX, Happy Ending, LWJ and JC Work Together, Depictions of Science Experiments on Pokemon, Shadow Pokemon, Clone Pokemon)

🔒 From the beyond series by apathyinreverie (T, 11k, wangxian, LSZ & LWJ, LSZ & WWX, Cultivation World Critical, LWJ being pissed and WWX watching delightedly from the sidelines, Fix-It of sorts, Canon Divergence, lwj takes a-yuan and leaves the cultivation world, Some angst, Fluff, Ghost WWX, BAMF WWX, Domestic wangxian, rogue cultivators wangxian, Ghostly Sunshine Husbands: A Guide on Accidental Sect Creation by Hanguang-Jun, Oblivious WWX, Smitten LWJ, everyone adores wwx, Time Skips)

Yiling Poltergeist by jaemyun (G, 16k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mention of canon history, Ghost! Wwx, Past Lives, Reincarnation, Humor, Fluff)

I'll keep you warm, safe in my arms, til heaven calls (keep holding on) by MichelleFeather (T, 53k, WangXian, Haunting, Ghost WWX, Good Uncle LQR, Good Uncle WWX, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, JL Needs a Hug, Child JL, Good Nephew JL, LXC Bashing, JC Bashing, Eating Disorder Not Otherwise Specified, Sign Language, WWX in WWX's Body, Married WangXian, Yi City Arc, WWX Has a New Golden Core, No JC & WWX Reconciliation, Protective LQR, NHS Needs a Hug)

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Ghost LWJ

囍 | a ghost wedding by sweetlolixo (E, 11k, Wangxian, Arranged Marriage, Ghost wedding, Pining LWJ, Ghost Groom LWJ, Corpsefucking in the most romantic way possible, Angst with a Happy Ending, Non-Explicit Sex, Love at First Sight)

ghost stories for lost souls by queenklu (M, 17k, WangXian, Character Turned Into a Ghost, Body Horror, (of the ghostly variety - hey number of limbs are hard), child death (not explicitly described), Ghost Hunting, Spirit Box, Juice Box, Reincarnation)

Red Is Just Black Remembering by Zizzani (E, 41k, WangXian, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff and Angst, Homophobia, Necromancy, Ghosts, Modern AU, all my modern fics are set in Canada just fyi, Cuddling & Snuggling, Sharing a Bed, this is really just very sweet and kinda sad, [Podfic] Red Is Just Black Remembering by Rionaa)

lovers be lost (but love shall not) by la_muerta (T, 13k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, 1910s, Case Fic, Ghosts, Happy Ending, Background Relationships, Ghost Marriage)

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[hard-times-paramore]

Ok so uuuh we're doing this song and dance again, where I make a post explaining those characters. I updated their refs, that's why.

Triforce OCs

These are my Triforce OCs, from Legend of Zelda. Since the games span thousands of years and different iterations of these characters, in a cycle of death and rebirth, I thought it would be cool if I created my own reincarnations of them.

They're an iteration that was lost to time, without being remembered for any glorious battle or defeat of great evils. To history books, this Zelda was just an average queen. I placed them on the Child timeline, long after Twilight Princess and Four Swords Adventures.

If you're into linkverses, my Link is named Lost - as in, lost hero.

This AU's Ganondorf always remembers his past lives. So he's essentially the same Ganondorf as the previous games. But I still OCfied him.

I have a posted fic and a wip about them. I might as well add both, as I don't know when I'll get to finish the wip. What with how little free time I have. You know what, I have a playlist too.

More details about them below! Obs: discussions of suicide at the very end, so I'll put it under a read more. Also because this post is getting too long.

Zelda is taller than the average Hylian woman, with strawberry blonde hair. Her hair is darker than Link's. She usually keeps it under a veil/tiara. She wears dresses but insists on wearing pants underneath them so she can move without anxiety. Ideally she would only wear pants but Palace Etiquette requests that a Princess™ be dainty and soft. She is actually bigender (he/she pronouns) and presents masculine sometimes — and actively has to fight Palace norms to do so.

She has a bit of generalized anxiety due to being the Triforce of Wisdom, and knowing so much makes her worry about a lot of things. She's inspired by OoT Zelda in which she also has Sheikah training.

This is a rare Link who is taller than Zelda (Child Timeline genes are no joke). He has ashy blonde hair and the muscular but lean twink body type. He wears either a brown and blue embroidered tunic as his farming clothes, or the traditional green uniform of the Hero.

Link is autistic and semi-verbal. He almost never speaks, not even in sign language, because he can't. It's a mental block. The ammount he spoke in my fics is already his usual among friends he trusts. Though he's pretty good at mimicking gestures an conveying emotions with a glare if needed.

He's pretty serious as far as Links go, but is not immune to the goofy chaos of the Link line. WILL break pots and cut grass for rupees. WILL use explosions as a means to make a path. Likes puzzles. Likes physical activity.

Link came from a family of farmers but became a knight at 14 years old. He went to work in the palace, and after Ganondorf's advice to the king, he became Zelda's bodyguard. He named his horse Epona also over his suggestion.

Ganondorf realized the Triforce was trying to reunite itself and let it happen.

As for Ganondorf: his skin is brown, not green or blue as his other iterations, and he wears traditional Gerudo clothes and jewelry. He spent his many reincarnations trying to reconcile his own free will with the curse of Demise and the cycle of death and rebirth.

After so many lifetimes, he's selfish and bitter, mostly doing things for the hell of it than for any noble reason, but in this lifetime he felt he was so tired he would at least try to break the cycle. It ended with him confessing about his knowledge of previous lifetimes to Zelda and Link, and for the first time, he actually became friends with them.

After that, he kinda had a beacon, at least something to care about. He tried keeping Hyrule and Gerudo relations healthy to give his friends and his people a better lifetime than the ones he ruined. When he felt what he thought was the pull of Demise growing too strong to resist, he ended his life before it could take him.

[createserenity]

Master List of My Fics and WIPs

All titles link through to the fics on AO3.

24 Hours (I've Waited My Whole Life) (E, 26k - wip)

Aziraphale was not expecting any visitors on his birthday. He definitely was not expecting a tall, handsome man with glorious copper-coloured hair and a wicked grin, yet he couldn’t deny one seemed to have turned up at his door. It was not exactly clear why the man was there, but Aziraphale had a sinking feeling about the whole thing. He was going to be having some very stern words with Anathema when she got back from her honeymoon. (Human AU)

All The Pieces of You (E, 92k - complete) All The Pieces You Are (E, 15k - wip) - Part 2

A through the ages, mostly canon compliant mixture of angst, smut, fluff and ridiculous historical adventures.

My Longing is Always One (E, 9k - wip)

Canon fic that is a missing adventure from the All The Pieces universe. Contains smut, fluff and pining!

Earth Is Hollow (But I Have Touched the Stars) (G, 5.7k - complete)

Nina wants to know exactly what Heaven and Hell are like, so she asks Crowley. What starts as a rather confussing discussion about the nature of the universe soon turns into something she did not expect at all.

Can a human ever understand what it's like to love someone for 6000 years and then lose them?

The Painted Veil (E, 90k - complete)

Written for the Silver Screen Bang for @do-it-with-style-events. With beautiful art by @mirjam-writes

When circumstances force them into an ill-advised marriage Crowley finds himself undertaking the journey of a lifetime, first to Shanghai and then beyond into the heart of China, where he faces challenges he never expected and is forced to confront not only outside dangers, but also his beliefs about himself, Aziraphale and what their marriage could be.

Sometimes the greatest journey is the distance between two people.

Why Are We In A Box (E, 7k - complete)

Smutty fun when the two ineffables accidently get stuck in a box. Featuring one disaster demon and one bastard angel.

Sunlight In Your Smile (M, 77k - wip)

Aziraphale has to attend a family wedding and he may have told a bit of a white lie. Of course he doesn't actually have a boyfriend. So now he needs to find one and in despair he turns to an escort agency for help. (Human AU)

It's You (M, 3k - complete)

He doesn't like Crowley and Crowley doesn't like him. Right? Azirpahale can't possibly have got that one wrong. (Human AU)

Waking Up With You (G, 1.6k - complete)

After six thousand years together and free from Heaven and Hell, Azirpahale realises they need to take the next step in their relationship. Fluffiness all round!

In The Beginning (E, 8.9k - complete)

In the beginning there was a garden and the Angel of the Eastern Gate and the Serpent of Eden decided that there are better things to do than stand around in the rain getting wet.

Better Than Today (E, 4k - complete)

Whenever they fucked, Crowley said, "I love you."

Smut with a fluffy ending.

Give In To Desire (E, 4.4k - complete)

Just another fic speculating on what happened in the basement during the Job minisode, because you can never have too many of those, right?

A Day For Magic (T, 3.4k - complete)

In which there is a bench, a park and a coin, which leads to silliness and fluffiness all round.

Fic inspired by these kisses.

A Time of Wanting (T, <1k - complete)

Short ficlet that's fluffy and happy, despite how the summary makes it seem. Also inspired by the kiss picture linked above.

Romantic Nonsense (G, 1.4k - complete)

Established relationship fluff where Crowley is a sappy, romantic demon (though he'll deny everything) who takes Aziraphale ice skating.

Goodnight Angel (E, 14.4k - wip but also works as it is)

Post lockdown-phone-call fic.

Aziraphale had told him not to come over, but he was a demon and obviously he wasn't going to listen. Besides he was going out of his mind with boredom and going to see the angel was a much better idea than a long nap.

WIPs

Apart from my main wip All The Pieces of You I've also got a follow up to In The Beginning in the works and eventually I'll go back to Goodnight Angel as well. Apart from that I'm going to list my wips here and try to keep track of them with tags and get a bit better at posting about them.

After The Swap

Blind date

Dance for Me

All The History (That Ever There Was)

Entertain Me

Books, books and more books

Lockdown Lifted

So You Can Take It Off (Desperately want to finish this because it's different to anything else I've written)

South Downs

University

You Are The Best Thing

This Land of Ours (fits in the Pieces of You universe)

1200s fic for the Pieces of You universe

Golden Age of Piracy fic for the Pieces of You universe

[lifeofkaze]

Can I ask for the WIP game:

Fanfic: sun or mood and food (any type)

Original work: love and mistake

Ooooh, let's see what we have, shall we?

The sun had slowly begun to set, its golden rays making the red metal of the Hogwarts Express gleam and glisten as it came into view.

Seeing as I don't have as much fanfic stored in my vaults anymore... all I can offer you atm on that front. But have a little more the og one as recompense...

“Can I get you a drink?” Leon asked when it became clear that Jaz wouldn’t answer his question anymore. “Looks like we might be here a while.” Eager to have something other to do than not look at Leon, Jaz nodded. ”I’d love that.” ”The usual, then?” Her usual consisted of a margarita with copious amounts of cherry syrup. The thought made her stomach churn.  “Anything but.” When Leon raised an eyebrow in question, she added, “You won’t be seeing me drinking tequila ever again.” A smile flashed across Leon’s face, one that made one corner of his mouth rise higher than the other. Jaz had used to love this smile on him and the somersaulting feeling in her stomach increased. “I can’t remember how often I’ve heard you say that.”

“Not all dreams can come true. That’s a lesson everyone has to learn eventually,” she said gently, surprised at the way her words seemed to get stuck in her throat. “Remember what you always tell us before we go on stage?” “Focus and don’t fuck up?” “The other thing,” she laughed, playfully swatting him. She was glad to see him laughing, too. “Not to dwell on mistakes. What’s done is done. What counts is now.

[middle-earth-marauder]

Hey there!

Veterinarian (Small Animal GP) | 26yr | F (she/her) | Dr. Cringe

Masterlist of tags/AUs under the cut! Woo! This is my art blog, where I post... art. Yeah. Riveting stuff, I know lol. I post all sorts of stuff here though, mostly digital medium, but it ranges from sketches to full renders to comics and shit-posty meme redraws. Currently working on master posts for my different AUs, but for now I've got some featured tags you can peruse if you like- just check under the Keep Reading line below. Post a lot of rough sketches and WIPs, too, because the ADHD got hands and also I like messy lines and messy colors makes my brain happy. Feel free to drop asks/PMs too! I love talking about my AUs, talking about ships, headcanons, whatever you want lol. And don't be shy about requesting stuff either, I might just draw it if it strikes me right, worst I'll say is no! Fandom you'll see here most often is a lot of Sonic the Hedgehog (like tons lol). I'm a multi-shipper so expect a little bit of whatever. Lot of Sonadow, Knuxadow, (little Sonuxadow perchance 👀), Sonighty, Lansoni, Arthurlot, Shadamy, Espilver, Blazamy, Taiream... yeah. Like I said. Multi-shipper. But anyone is welcome here, idgaf what you ship feel free to interact, no toxic crap here this is a safe spot for all sorts. Like I said, I'm old school fandom, the culture was built on shipping and exploring whatever tropes you want and on having enough literacy to know the difference because fictional tropes and real-world beliefs. I mostly post reference sheets/sketch dumps of my AUs, occasionally larger scenes and stuff. Other fandoms include Adventure Time, some original stuff occasionally like paleoart sketches, and whatever else strikes my fancy (like I said ADHD got hands and I am weak-)

Links

Primary - Spriggina (@terra-ediacara)

STH Ask Blog - STH AskVerse (@sth-askverse)

Writing - The Green Eyed Girl (@burning-burning-burning)

Bluesky - Middle Earth Marauder (Chaos_Harbinger) (NSFW)

Ao3 - FedExMarauder

Featured Tags and Masterposts

Arkenvale - Fantasy/occult universe with... pretty much everything changed. Well and truly in the full spirit of alternate universe! Everyone's a different arcana (supernatural) living in a world of magic and high fantasy.

Features: Werehog Sonic, wyvern Shadow, Sonadow, magic, shenanigans

These Restless Hearts - The story of Sonic, Shadow, and the people who get drawn into their orbit. A retelling of the STH universe’s story through the lens of Sonic and Shadow’s growing relationship, with the addition of Shadow’s unleashed Black Arms genetics and their eventual children.

Features: Sonadow, fankids, Black Arms Shadow

Set in Stone - A battle for Angel Island ends in a Pyrrhic victory and a tragic incident with the Master Emerald. Past and future collide in a journey of grief, acceptance, and self-discovery that spans lifetimes.

Features: Knuxadow, Sonighty, fankids

Momento Mori - Post-game's canon, aged up AU. It's the end of the world, nuclear fallout raining down and making the surface uninhabitable but to a select few, and mutating the powers of those who venture outside the safety of the bunkers unprotected. The catalyst to the apocalypse? An Eggman plot that finally saw fruition, a hero's heart turned dark, and a lover's grief at being the one who must put down his soulmate. But have no fear, in this land of mutation, some terrible new powers are gained...

Features: Sonadow, necromancy, nuclear fallout

CW: Character death (sorta), injury, blood

Street Rat - No-powers AU based roughly on the premise of Oliver Twist/Oliver and Company. Team Sonic + Rouge and Amy live in the docks in a big city, a group of teens and older 20 somethings just trying to scrape together enough to survive.

Features: Sonadow

CW: Violence, guns, drugs, alcohol, PTSD, religious trauma

Shatterverse - A retelling of the events of Sonic Prime but with variants of Shadow and Sonic in the new universes.

Features: Sonadow

Shadow in the Odyssey - Shadow is transported into the world of Home's Odyssey in the role of Odysseus, where he spends the next 20 years enacting the tragedy of the story amongst people who share his friends' faces but not their names. He is returned home by the end to find only a couple weeks have passed in his reality. Sonic has some experience with this sort of thing- and with the trauma of losing a loved one and having to return to a world where their face still haunts you.

Features: Shadamy, Lansoni

Other

Meme redraws

[brandileigh2003]

**January fanfic reading wrap-up**

Total words: 2,203,690

Average: 71 k/day= 3.9 hrs or 280 pages

Total fics over 15k: 22

What I read:

•Running with Wolves by afieryfox (30k) urban fantasy

•The Fall by EuripidesTrousers: (73k) fluff and humor, Sirius is the devil, literally

•52 Dates by B1ackCatChatsBack (141k) pining, slow burn modern au

•The Lovers and the Grim by Werevulpes (50k) fun divergent magical get together

Sequel •The Wolf and the Bane (44k)

•Petit pas by Curiosities (58k) modern ballet au

•Forget Me Not by MajorToast (74,310) au war mcd

•You Drive Me Crazy by klilyr (23k) 90s high school au based on movie

•Nothing New by Chlobliviate (12k) 5+1 get together

•amicus curiae by femme_de_lettres (200k) wip law school with beautiful friendships

•To Find Sanctuary by Cannibalschism (15k) post 2nd war divergent

•Days in a lifetime by TracingPatterns (56k) canon look year by year

•All That Glitters by heartofspells (117k) angsty mcd modern au

•and if we keep going by the feeling (we can get by) by midnightone (62k) fake dating

•instance of happenstance (44k) strangers to lovers

•oat milk latte by vinylsonthewall (33k) get back together

•Written in the Stalls by JupiterSky (52k) text/prose get together

•Dunes and Waters by MarigoldWritesThings (36k) magical au

•on another ocean by colgatebluemintygel (133k WIP ) modern au, vacation, pining and oblivious idiots in love.

--Samplings of one shots I read, I'm trying to share more of them as well.

•Themed Adventures by Sp00nhater (2k) day at Disney with disabilities (check out whole series too!)

•Don't Pet It! By @lucigoo

•L'homme de Mes Rêves orphan_account (4k) both think the other is muggle

•The Monster is Loose by AmethystHeart2421 (2k) gof timeline, did and remus spend moon together

•Teddy Lupins big day out. by M0ving_in_place (3k) wolfstar raising teddy with ASD.

Published books:

A year to the day by Robin benway

A Good Girl's Guide to Murder

+ Sequel good girl, bad blood by Holly Jackson

[heylittleriotact]

It's Snippet Sunday Wednesday (because time is arbitrary soup and making your own rules is fun!)

I have been snippet-ed-ed by the ever wonderful, ever charming, ever hilarious @thefallenangelsgang and hiatus doesn't mean No Writing At All Ever. No. NOBODY PUTS BABY IN THE CORNER.

Anyway, this is a portion from a WIP document that's lovingly titled "UNUSED" and it's taken on a life of its own and I'll probably finish it and post it as a oneshot at some point.

It's part of a story about the one time back in their adventuring days when Senna decided that the best way to help their cleric friend was to drug her into unconsciousness at the dinner table.

Enjoy!

(Also, forever thanks to @allofthebarks for the absolute joy that is Nayeli <3)

The next evening, Senna sat at a table in a secret demiplane with Kali, Ennic, Nayeli, and her father, Malek: the hulking Efreeti they had freed from the dreadful prison in the fire plane where he had languished for the entirety of his daughter’s life until very recently. 

Upon his return to the inn the night before, Senna had spoken with Ennic and Kali while Nayeli was doing her evening prayers and the three had hatched a plan: bring Nayeli to her father’s safehouse and somehow talk her into staying with him while they ventured to the hells to deal with the matter of her contract… do everything they could to hang the fact that she had a lifetime full of memories to make with her absent father over her head and hope that it was enough to guilt her into sitting this one out. 

It was a terrible idea, and arguably opened her to knowingly breaching the contract if she agreed to it - which she wouldn’t, judging by what Senna knew of the stubborn cleric by now - but no one else needed to know that. 

All that mattered was that they were here, around this table, sharing a sumptuous feast from Malek’s magical pantry as father and daughter continued to acquaint themselves amongst cheerful company. Wine was poured, truths were told, jokes were made and memories too. 

Timeless as this plane was, hours flew by in effortless enjoyment. It was hard to come by guiltless laughter and frivolity for the four thrown-together adventurers these days. Senna found himself enjoying the novelty of well-wasted time with others… a feeling he hadn’t felt deserving of in centuries. 

But there was still work to be done. 

He flipped his silken golden hair over his shoulder with one hand and reached over the table, making to nudge Ennic’s scaled hand away from the plate of massive olives - one of the many delectable treats on the table. “S’cuse me, your lordship.” A jesting mockery of the white dragonborn’s proud noble heritage. 

“Hey now!” Ennic chided, the air around his nostrils clouding as he huffed with indignance. 

Senna popped an olive in his mouth, meeting his scaled companion’s glacial eyes purposefully as he slid the fruit over his tongue and delicately gnawed at the soft flesh, stripping it away from the pit with his molars. 

Kali was pouring herself another glass of wine. Nayeli was speaking loudly to her father, her hands flashing through the air as she regaled him with some tale. Malek stared at her, attention rapt - taking in every word, every motion, every breath of his daughter as if she might vanish into dust any moment.

“You seem… tense,” Senna said, lifting his hand up to draw the naked pit from his mouth, watching the dragonborn’s eyes follow the path of his fingers all the way from his lips to the bowl where the other pits were piled up. His left hand popped the cork from the vial he had procured the night before and as he dropped the pit in his right hand, his left extended over the table in a precise, fluid movement. It passed over Nayeli’s cup of wine - one, two - then back to him, his fingers snagging another olive, the half empty vial secreted in his palm. “Want to talk about it?” He flashed Ennic a devastatingly coy smile. 

Ennic squinted then rolled his eyes, picking up his cup of passionfruit juice and swirling it with dignity. “Ha-ha. Mister I-Hate-Rich-People-And-Look-Good-Doing-It-Because-I’m-A-Pretty-Elf trying to bully me around because of my upbringing. Soooo predictable!” He took a sip and pursed his lips defiantly at Senna. 

Senna arched a brow and chuckled. “I only wanted an olive. You’re the one that made it personal.” He made a point of drawing his lower lip through his teeth, earning a faint rush of pink that sashayed across Ennic’s snout. Next to the dragonborn, he marked the movement of Nayeli taking a big drink of her wine - she was well in her cups and well past the polite sipping she’d been doing earlier. She slammed it back on the table, spilling a few drops before launching back into her story. 

“Look, I don’t know you three the way you know each other, but sometimes I get the sense that you’re not telling me everything.” 

Senna smiled drolly around the second olive, eyes lidded as he stretched his bare arms up over his head luxuriously. “How does one put a definition to something as inescapably broad as ‘everything’ though?” He worked the meat from the olive once more and maneuvered the pit with his tongue to the front of his mouth where he gripped it very, very gently with his incisors. 

Ennic’s rose-pink blush deepened, and his eyes darted away. “Stop that.” 

The pit fell into Senna’s waiting palm and he chucked it effortlessly into the bowl. “Stop what? I’m only eating olives. I didn’t realize that was a crime in this demiplane.”

Ennic’s neck frills flared, quivering slightly and throwing off flecks of frost as his claws dug into the table and he leaned over the banquet to Senna. He opened his mouth to retort at the exact same time Nayeli very loudly declared, “There were orgies in Sune’s temple, but not as many as you would think!” She shot to her feet, downing another mouthful of wine and pointing at nothing somewhere over Malek’s shoulder. “The lookie-loo tourists were verrrrrry disappointed… buncha perverts…” She frowned, swayed on her feet… looked at Senna. The frown became a glare. “You dare–” 

And then she collapsed back down to the bench and folded face first onto the table. Her goblet rolled from her hand onto the table, its contents staining the weathered wood. 

The room turned crimson, then white. Steam billowed off of Ennic as the windowless sanctuary they occupied became unbearably hot in an instant.

“WHAT?!” Malek was on his feet, fists the size of swans slamming onto the table. “MURDERERS!” He roared, white flame blazing from his eyes and curling up his brow.

Huge. He was huge. His arms were as wide around as Senna and he towered over his daughter’s so-called friends, sparks spilling from his mouth as he looked to each of them as if deciding who to roast first.

At the sudden sound of Nayeli hitting the table, Kali had sprung away from the bench, pressing her back to the wall and holding her daggers before her defensively, lip curled in a fanged snarl as her pointed tail cut through the air around her. 

Ennic was staring with an awestruck expression at Malek, and Senna clambered over the table to stand between the enraged Efreeti and the dragonborn, hands held high.

“No! No murder. She’s fine - just sleeping. I swear.” 

This. This was why Ennic and Kali couldn’t know of his plan: better he be subjected to a molten ass-kicking at the hands of an extremely pissed off Efreeti than all of them. 

He ducked under the fiery fist that was barreling towards his face and nudged a pile of rolls off of a silver platter, kicking it up into his hand as he straightened. “She’s fine, see?” He knelt on the table and with deliberately exaggerated tenderness turned Nayeli’s head so she was no longer facedown on the table. He held the platter in front of her mouth and angled it so Malek could see her breath fog the polished surface. 

This appeared to at least somewhat quell Malek’s rage as he appeared to be gripping the edge of the table in a concerted effort to restrain himself from throwing another punch at Senna. The wood under his fingers sizzled and blackened. 

“You had better have a very good explanation as to why you think you can come into my home and poison my daughter in front of me and leave this place alive.” Sparks flew from his mouth with each word. “Explain.” He demanded in a tone that promised painful death should the explanation not satisfy. 

No pressure tags if you feel like it or if you have anything cooking: @allofthebarks, @inkymoonbunny, @roguishcat

[ladykailitha]

Can I get some more Metal band au please!

WIP Wednesday! Make me write.

Other asks here, here, here.

Snippet

Fuck did that sound perfect. No band, no obligations, just him and Eddie and an adventure of a lifetime.

“Sure thing, rockstar,” he whispered. “Let’s do that. Plan a trip of Europe or whatever and just see the sights for a change. And not just the sites that would be good publicity either. The wacky museums, the weird curio shops, five hundred year old bars.”

Eddie sat up and looked him in the eye. “Wait, what? You’d really be interested in doing that? I mean, I’d love that. But none the guys like that shit. Not like I do and you’d want to do that kind of stuff with me?”

“Of course I would,” Steve said and then kissed him deeply. “I love that kind of shit too. And yeah maybe I didn’t always, but Robin has been a very good influence on me.”

[jenerousjenocide]

Familiar Face

Fifty years had passed since the Netherbrain was defeated; it took Astarion five years after to become the lord of Baldur’s Gate. Within that timespan his old companions departed from the city, following new adventures in quiet hope their paths would never cross again. Only one agreement was made among them, set by the leader themselves that carried the entire team on her back single handily.

“Keep it within Baldur’s Gate.”

A warning, no less, a boundary they set to ensure the entire realm wouldn’t be overrun by vampires, although Astarion would be lying to say the thought didn’t cross his mind every other day or so.

The temptation was always there, and it would be so easy.

As much as Astarion would never admit it, he did respect his dear old friend more than he let on. A/N Nobody asked for this, but here it is I'm back on my BS. Also this is basically a WIP, its eventually going to be sexy. It'll be fine. Feedback is encouraged, I have written anything in eight years and it probably shows. AO3 Mirror - Next

Baldur’s Gate, once a city of innovation and progress, stood as the capital of Faerun. For centuries it was built up from the ground with those in power struggling with balance between right and wrong, the noble and the peasants and ensuring the Upper City and Lower City remained as separate as can be in terms of gold and assistance from guards or authorities.

It was no longer the case after so many decades of building it up, only for it to come crashing down one evening.

Citizens had believed their troubles were over the moment the Netherbrain was defeated, in fact they did have a few months of peace, and all seemed so bright and hopeful for the future. Festivals and parades crowded the streets for days, cheering on the heroes that rescued the city from destruction and the lives of all the innocents threatened by the damage caused.

Strangers worked together to rebuild, fix each others homes and offer food, aid or supplies to anyone in need. Nobles made large donations to better assist the poor struggling to get by and for a while it all seemed too good to be true.

Something in the shadows was lurking, bigger than anyone could have imagined and somehow the true secrets were kept hidden from the citizens for years.

Authority figures began stepping down from their roles seemingly without an explanation, providing vague answers for those with questions that one could only deem reasonable. This continued until only one remained, a new figure that seemed to have risen to power overnight yet was able to make his name and reputation known as one of the heroes that saved Baldur’s Gate all those years before.

Lord Astarion Ancunín.

It was a slow transition at first, but it felt as though his coronation as Lord was the shifting point in which everything seemed to come together. For his benefit, at least.

It began with smooth talking his way into meetings, debunking rumours spread among residents that he was a vampire spawn because why or how would a feeble vampire be able to walk among the living so freely? He saved Baldur’s Gate from disaster; it was easy to gain the trust of majority of the population.

The plan really kicked into gear after inviting each noble he could come across to a private dinner. A bite to eat with life altering consequences, and they soon became his loyal subjects one by one.

Like a puppet master stringing together a performance of a lifetime, they obeyed his every command and retreated to his palace to no longer serve as the nobles they once were, but as servants and spawns as Astarion deemed fit.

Just as the city was changing under his thumb, the palace once owned by Cazador Szarr also changed. The gaudy paintings taken down and replaced with marble statues or fine antiques. Some of which found by servants during their evening hunts for more followers to fall under their master’s spell.

Astarion swore he was nothing like Cazador, the wretched bastard was cruel and unforgiving, embarrassing and torturing those he turned for his own cruel entertainment and ensuring he was able to strike fear into every one of them. No, Astarion didn’t punish his servants for no reason, and he didn’t force them to feed on vermin the way he did for two centuries.

That isn’t to say he didn’t have his rules, and when punishment was due it was carried out carefully and with a message along with it. If the punishments were met with resistance, Astarion wasn’t above himself to deal the final blow, ending the insubordination in it’s tracks before it can pick up traction and spread through his coven like a filthy disease.

He knew they would never be able to overpower him if they somehow managed to lapse free from his command, but keeping the peace was within everyone’s best interest to keep invasive thoughts and memories from clouding his mind.

Fifty years had passed since the Netherbrain was defeated; it took Astarion five years after to become the lord of Baldur’s Gate. Within that timespan his old companions departed from the city, following new adventures in quiet hope their paths would never cross again. Only one agreement was made among them, set by the leader themselves that carried the entire team on her back single handily.

“Keep it within Baldur’s Gate.”

A warning, no less, a boundary they set to ensure the entire realm wouldn’t be overrun by vampires, although Astarion would be lying to say the thought didn’t cross his mind every other day or so.

The temptation was always there, and it would be so easy.

As much as Astarion would never admit it, he did respect his dear old friend more than he let on.

She picked him up from the side of the road after he pulled a knife on her, didn’t immediately drive a stake through his heart when he attempted to bite her while she slept. She listened to him prattle and complain about his troubles and concerns, his trauma and story behind the ugly scars that adorned his back.

She promised to stand by his side and help him take down his cruel master in the place he called home. She fought battles that weren’t even hers to fight and with obvious hesitance helped Astarion ascend into the powerful lord he was. Even within his power drunk mind that day, he knew the dynamic of their relationship changed completely and would never be the same again.

He could see it in her eyes when they would speak following the ritual. A look that once projected adoration and love now turned fearful, pleading and cold.

With an offer of immortal life by his side, their relationship ended completely.

Of course, he was insulted by her rejection, but he had no real need for her any longer if he were to become as powerful as he needed to be to bring the city to its knees. He thought she was in it for the long run, but he ended up getting exactly what he wanted in the end.

Perhaps his initial plan of seducing her to ensure she never turned on him worked too well, but with the consequences of their actions it was obvious that becoming a vampire spawn was not a life she wanted to live. Even if it meant being by his side for all of eternity until the world came crashing down around them.

It didn’t hurt entirely, but the sting was still there as he pondered what could have been had she said yes.

Nonetheless it was too far gone in the past to even bring it up anymore, the golden days were long gone and so were his companions. Astarion couldn’t spend his time pondering what everyone else was up to, they wouldn’t dare return to Baldur’s Gate, and he decided to keep things slow and steady while building his coven from the ground up.  

It had been so long, surely she was old or dead by now, judging by human lifespans.

The idea of it was enough to make his usually composed expression cringe with a slight pang of his dead heart. She could have lived forever young, but the possibility she was long gone did bring up a familiar sting.

Not that she was his anymore, he internally scolded himself for allowing himself to linger on the memories and possibilities for too long.

There were more pressing matters to focus on, especially with his ascension anniversary coming up and the grand extravaganza he did annually for the mortal citizens of the city to commemorate the day he gained true freedom and power.

The preparations were going smoothly, his spawn working endlessly to ensure everything was perfect down to the last detail. Roaming the halls, Astarion could only give his directions and opinions regarding where things should be, he wouldn’t dare lift a finger to help decorate.

The sound of his footsteps echoes through the ballroom hall, vampire strung about doing their job to get the preparations completed and keep their dear master content with their efforts. He pretended not to notice how a few of them wince when he walked closer, chalking it up to pure respect and that a little reminder of who’s in charge doesn’t hurt.

Everything was falling into place; the stage was set and soon the ballroom will be filled with people immortal and mortal alike. A subtle feast for those less fortunate to be cast under his vampire spawn’s charms, but a night to remember for the remaining attendees to keep face as lord of the city everyone loved once before.

-------

The Golden City stands before you, imposing and tall like all those photos and stories you’ve heard before. It didn’t quite live up to expectations, a menacing storm overhead unmoving, as if warning those trying to enter to turn away and never return.

There had been no news of Baldur’s Gate for years. Everyone you spoke to mentioned it was still populated and ruled over by one man, a man who helped saved the city from destruction long ago, but regarding progression or innovation there had been little word. You always dreamed of seeing the city with your own two eyes, but as you stand before it you can’t help but feel a sense of dread tug at your heart.

You draw in a deep breath, as if preparing to hold it in your lungs to avoid any toxic fumes the air might have lingered around. Despite the darkness, you do see citizens wandering about and going on with their daily business.

Perhaps you spend too much time reading and listening silly fairy tales.

You travelled a good way to get here, fleeing from your home in Waterdeep and avoiding any questions regarding your adventure. You’re positive nobody witnessed your escape due to the lack of yelling and restraint being placed on you.

For the moment you’re free to explore, get your fix of the city and get back home before anyone is the wiser.

The first step into the city was easy, navigating was a whole other ball game.

One big difference between your hometown and the city is how big it makes you feel. Waterdeep was familiar, you had your family and friends and somehow everyone knew everyone’s business at some point or another- In the City it’s the complete opposite, the feeling of being so small and insignificant imposing itself on you until it feels like it’s the only thing you do know.

Maybe it wouldn’t be such an awful idea to turn back.

 “Don’t forget the Palace doors open at sundown! Our Lord would be honored to have any and all citizens come join the festivities taking place. A night of dancing, drinking and mingling with Baldur’s Gate’s finest.”

The voice was coming from the center of town, a well-dressed man standing in the middle handing out invitations to residents walking by. The practiced smile on his face greeted everyone who made eye contact with him, he was charming to say the least.

Before you even realized your feet were already moving you towards the center, reaching out as the young man offered a warm smile and the invitation. Noting the smile didn’t reach his eyes, you take the invitation and read the contents.

Midnight Masquerade Come one, come all! Lord Astarion invites you to a night of dancing, drinking and dining.

It couldn’t hurt to have at least one night in the city, in fact you were taught that it was rude to decline invitations. You could pop in for a little food and wine and leave before the night was even over.

You tuck the invitation into your pack and adjust it steadily on your back. You needed to find an outfit to fit in, and quickly before the party was ready to start.

[artdecosupernova-writing]

Fictober '24 Prompt No. 3 — "I know you better."

Category: Original WIP: Darkspace Portent Rating: T Timeline: During book one, following Warren's big revelation in the woods (where he fully realizes his feelings for Thrive). CW: none Word Count: 584 Additional Notes: this isn't exactly canon because A) it's not quite lined up right with the timeline and B) I said so

***

Warren glanced from the road to the wad of cash in Thrive's hand and gripped the steering wheel tighter. Couple hundred dollars give or take, all of the money Warren would see for an indefinite amount of time, likely, all tucked between long, human-appearing fingers.

"There's no feasible way to spend this all so fast," Thrive murmured almost to himself, inspecting the money closer and counting the bills in his mind. "There's upwards of a thousand here."

"It's real, it's possible," Warren grunted, turning into the parking lot of a local plaza and speeding into a spot near the exit. He slammed the brakes and put the jeep in park. "We don't know how much time there is. Don't underestimate my ability to spend money, E.T.—I will disappoint you every time."

Thrive's voice was immediately calm and gentle in direct contrast to Warren's nearly-manic chattering. "You're overthinking things..."

"I'm not overthinking shit, and I'd really appreciate it if we didn't address what happened. I would really love not to address it."

The following pause was spent counting out the bills again in Thrive's case, and in Warren's case, staring through the windshield at the various shops and small restaurants in the plaza while his knee bounced hard under his keys.

"Unfortunately to some, I know you better than that," Thrive said.

Warren leaned his head back against the headrest. "...And yet I still have a lot to learn about myself."

Thrive's eyes slid from the cash to the windshield as well. "You'll have an entire lifetime to figure it out."

"Sure, I have an entire lifetime, but that lifetime happens to be until I'm thrown into prison, where I'll be beaten to death by fellow inmates because I don't know how the system works, or until I inevitably steal a guard's gun and blow my own brains out—"

"Warren," Thrive interjected, and the tightness of his voice was off-putting.

Warren took a breath and his brow pinched as he watched Thrive continue to observe the scarce early morning goings-on in the plaza around them. Thrive did not follow up on his interruption, nor did he start a new thread of thought, and Warren was forced to realize, painfully slow, that it was as simple as Thrive...just wasn't comfortable with that possibility.

The tug at Warren's gut at that revelation was almost enough to knock him flat on his ass. His breath caught somewhere between his lungs and his mouth, and he gripped the steering wheel, tapping it in an unknown rhythm.

"I gave you my word," Thrive murmured, his voice clear but hiding a deep emotion Warren couldn't quite figure out. "What did I tell you I would do?"

When he finally met Warren's eyes, Warren swallowed thickly and shook himself free of the despair threatening to make a mighty thick pancake out of him as well.

"You said you'd be back for me," Warren muttered. "We'd go on an adventure. Out into space. Where..." He paused, his own throat tightening. "Where I'd be..."

Thrive tilted his head in somewhat of a nod and turned his eyes back to the plaza. "I intend to keep that word." His fingers found the handle of the car door. "...Even if I have to defy physics to do so."

He exited the jeep casually, leaving Warren to watch him, his muscles unable to work for a good few seconds. Then, as if slogging through a viscous substance, Warren pulled himself out of the jeep as well.

[shadowthestoryteller]

Health Hiatus Announcement

This is gonna be a long post, but a necessary one that has quite a bit of important info relating to the future of my creative works concerning the Adventures!AU series. First, look at this lovely new cover art for Off to a Great Start I had done by my bud Arven92 on DA. The title has changed to The Adventure Begins, but the main story within is the same. 

The light reveals their true Alphian form (symbolic only, not a lore aspect) while their shadow shows their ultimate fate as a member of Clone Force 99/Bad Batch. The bookshelves are a key location (library), but the merge into woods represents how they're entering into a very real adventure that isn't just a fantasy they write into books. Really happy how it turned out ^^

Onto the main post! 

TLDR: Adventures!AU is being drastically shortened for my sanity and physical health into two arcs (six books each) but most likely will cease full chapter uploads after arc one as I am tired af, I don’t want to be doing this series into my 50s, and I want to turn my focus back to my originals eventually. Next year will see postings of the series prologue, Anachronism, as well as hopefully the Remaster of Off to a Great Start/The Adventure Begins. I will still be very active on my discord, where some chapters of next year's stories have already been posted. But for my other story posting sites (aka Wattpad) all new Star Wars content is on hiatus until 2026.

Been wanting to make a big post for a while for the people who aren’t a part of the discord, especially since I’ve more or less dropped off the face of tumblr after it became unhealthy due to comparison eating me alive. If you like my work, you’re welcome to join the server which is dedicated to my works. I’m active in there a few times a week, and even post bi-weekly updates as to what I’ve been working on. And I’ve posted six chapters of remastered Off to a Great Start/The Adventure Begins complete with new scenes, new povs, and even more snark! Just message me for the link, I'm still wary of a stalker finding me again.

Now, for the meat of this update. 

Y’all. I am just… dog dead tired. And stressed beyond belief. Some of it isn’t related to the Adventures!AU itself (job hunt, burnout from completing my Masters in May, ect), but a lot of it admittedly is. Considering I’ve written almost 500k words in just under 5 years, it’s no surprise. Some people don’t write that in a lifetime, and I’m out here doing that on top of college. Proud of myself for that. 

What I’m not proud of, however, is ignoring my body’s warning signals and pushing myself past my limits not once, but twice. Once in 2022, and now again in 2024. Nothing major or genuinely life-altering, but when I say my health anxiety went off the rails. Been a rough few weeks lol. 

But that leads me to now. 

Adventures!AU. My series following the adventures of my self-insert as they become a member of Clone Force 99 back when it was just four members, with the added twist of it being in an alternate universe where the Star Wars universe has crossed over with my original stories. It’s not as big as non-self insert series, but Over the River and Through the Woods (which sits at a whopping 66 chapters and 200k+ words) once got #19 out of 60k in the ocs tag. The series has been going since April 2020, seeing four completed stories of various lengths and one WIP that sits at 21 chapters and 93k words. 

Aside from the recently completed Fallen Not Forgotten, it’s been on hiatus since Dec of 2023. At least as far as chapter uploads go. It’s certainly not been collecting dust. To say it underwent some intense restructuring in July is an understatement. A big understatement. 

I originally had seventeen books planned for the series as of three months ago, sectioned into four arcs with Anachronism kinda being a “prologue” to the main Adventures!AU series. Before this timeline is banished to the dream graveyard, I’m sharing it so y’all can at least see where it was gonna go. The four arcs would have had four books each, and were structured thus:

Bonds Forged Through Fire and Storm

Off to a Great Start (25 chapters)

Over the River and Through the Woods (66 chapters)

To the Far Reaches (66 chapters)

Welcome to War Games (25 chapters)

Into the Light Through Acts in the Dark

Commander, Meet the Cat (Remastered, 20 chapters)

Fallen Not Forgotten (Remastered, 20 chapters)

Risk vs Reward (20 chapters)

Bane of My Existence (20 chapters)

Wars of the Realms

Call of the Wild (20 chapters)

Convergence Hijinks (20 chapters)

Let’s See What You’re Really Made Of (20 chapters)

Anachronistic Adventures (20 chapters)

Decaying Dreams and Deadly Dances

Shadow in the Dark (40 chapters)

Murder Uncle Mayhem (40 chapters)

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (40 chapters)

A Legacy in Question(40 chapters)

The plans I had for this series were intricate, deep, and would push many characters to their limits. 

But turns out, it wasn’t just the characters pushed to their breaking point. 

I got sick. A rather severe case of acid reflux that landed me in the docs office for the second time in two years. That started in mid-July, and I’m still dealing with it. Will probably be dealing with the sickness afterward for another month at least. But leading up to all that, I’ve been reflecting on the series as a whole and where exactly I want it to go, how I want it to end, and all that jazz. 

Then I did a scheduling test in Excel using the above chapter load plus the 30 I had planned for Anachronism. Assuming two chapters a month with minimal breaks here and there, this series would finally end in 2050. That is by no means sustainable, and while I have had a lot of fun with this series and daydreaming about the different plotlines is a comfort activity, I can’t see myself writing these books for that long. I really want to publish my original stories some day, but I also won’t pretend that I’m not a bit tired of the series. At least, tired of pushing myself to work on stories that just don’t give the same rush of dopamine they used to. It’s almost a chore now to work on them, at least in the case of FNF. 

Full disclosure, that story has been a problem child since day one. Actually, I’m pretty sure the stress of that story is what pushed me over the edge and caused the health issues in 2022 that sent me to the doc with acid reflux the first time. Messing with canon and trying to keep the timeline continuous (with timetravel in the mix too) was nothing short of infuriating. The trajectory changed so many times as I wrote it, which I sadly feel is evident in the story. It really seems like a disjointed mess. I’m just so disappointed how it turned out, but I was determined to at least finish it and not leave everyone on a cliffhanger. And I’m proud of myself for at least finishing it, even if I cut out at least four threads from the ending. It just wasn’t healthy to keep going. 

Nor was it going to be healthy if I kept the series structured like I had it. 

So, I took the steps to fix that. 

Seventeen stories became twelve, four arcs became two. Some storylines were combined into one book (ex: Risk vs Reward and Bane of My Existence) while others (ex: Adventures!AU Batch meeting canon batch in Convergence Hijinks) were cut completely. I hated to lose some, but I’ve always been one to appreciate quality over quantity. Combining books and plotlines will help streamline things and make it more manageable. Some books also get new titles.

Arc one keeps its name, and will cover six books; Four main books then a prologue and epilogue of sorts. Anachronism, The Adventure Begins, Over the River and Through the Woods, To the Far Reaches, Welcome to War Games, and Moving Back to Look Forward. This arc covers Shadow’s initial fandom jump into the Tintin 2011 movie, their first mission with the Bad Batch, and them meeting the sailors again this time with the Batchers. Arc two will also keep its name and cover the entirety of the group’s interference of Star Wars the Clone Wars canon (rescuing Domino to taking down Palps), with a similar set up to arc one. Fallen Not Forgotten, Risk vs Reward, Level Up, Shadow in the Dark, No Good Deed Goes Unpunished, and A Legacy in Question. 

But I know that even the shortening isn’t drastic enough. I feel only dread thinking about the series now, and that won’t do. So, though it kills me, Arc One will probably be the only arc that gets an official posting. Once Moving Back to Look Forward ends in 2030 (barring any major complications), that will be it for official full length postings of Adventures!AU. I’ll still post snippets and segments from arc two on Discord (like I do now occasionally), but MBtLF will end in a way that wraps everything up nicely. I’ll be sure to craft it so it can remain open ended to their adventures, but the current trajectory will see the “main” storyline with Shadow and the Batch, plus the Tintin sailors, close in arc one. 

That’s the long term goal. So what’s short term? 

Next year I plan to at least partially post Anachronism. That story has remained in the drafts for long enough. Yes, that means To the Far Reaches is backed up another year for posting (2026). That story has a lot of emotional moments, a lot of dealing with past trauma and relationship issues, and I just don’t have the spoons for that right now. For those intense moments, I have to crack myself open a bit and let my heart bleed onto the page. I’m not in a position to do that right now. Anachronism lacked that depth, being a bit more surface level than the stories with the Batchers. It’s got its own emotional moments, but it’s not nearly as taxing. Additionally, I’m going back through what was Off to a Great Start (now The Adventure Begins) and bringing it up to the standards I try to hold OtRaTtW and TtFR to. But I learned my lesson posting stories out of order so I’m going to get Anachronism finished so there’s no continuity issues. 

That brings me to my next point; Adventures!AU canon. 

I’ve already announced that the posted C,MtC and FNF are both non-canon and should not be taken as fact. You can still enjoy them (best you can with the crack-writing) but any continuity issues should be ignored as they are from an earlier draft of the Adventures!AU. Well, that decanonization treatment is extending beyond those two. The Adventure Begins, Over the River and Through the Woods, and To the Far Reaches aren’t non-canon per se, but rather some elements of the remastered versions may contradict the original postings. Going forward, the “truest” version will be those depicted in the works posted to Adventures!AU Remastered on Wattpad. The first story (The Adventure Begins) won’t drop there until at least November 2025 but you’re free to watch it in the meantime. It’ll sit dormant for quite a bit longer though. Nothing major will change in the stories, but I plan to add some extra scenes and tweak some minor details (the Batchers time in the galaxy is one big thing I’m looking at tweaking). 

Let’s see. checks notes Yep, I think that covers everything! At least for now lol. I always have stuff to say, but this will probably be the last long update post for quite some time. 

Thanks for hanging around, and for reading this long post lol.