#wiposting

[azolitmin]

hope you guys don't mind me posting more wips!

[liaisun]

It is my god ordained duty to ask about the merneil wip pleaseeeeee i need him so bad

HEHE he is here!!!! fisherman kevi and merneil <3

Yet when Kevin looks around his boat, all he sees is a rippling mass of color. (...) Rather than a mix of oranges, reds, golds, and white scales reflecting the sun, a deep scarlet cloud lay beneath him.

The prospect of a new discovery sparks Kevin into action once more. He laments injury to this, but some missteps were made in the name of science. If the damage was too severe, he couldn’t release it, but he would try to preserve it…

Another tug, more forceful, and Kevin strains to reel in his line, suddenly wary of losing a hook to the water if it got caught on something…

But it would be worth it if he could just get it closer to take a proper look—

The weight lightens significantly, and Kevin rocks back with his boat, unbalanced. For a moment, he fears he’s hit his head, because there is now a person hanging off the sheer and frowning at him.

“Please get your anchor out of my hair.”

Kevin stares.

Person may be a generous assumption, on second thought. The correct term is likely creature, but that seems a bit rude when it can talk, doesn’t it? Then it becomes more of a being.

“My anchor,” Kevin repeats.

“Yes,” the fish-person lets out a series of clicks, fins flexing around its ears (?). They hold up a section of hair with fingers that are notably clawed and webbed. Oh, goodness. “The tiny little anchor you threw at me that attaches to your tiny little rope. Now, please.”

They let out a litany of curses at Kevin’s blank look and give the hook a disgusted shake. “How can such a little thing support your ship? Speaking of, yours is the smallest I've ever seen.”

[lemoncatssss]

Cynthia!

Cynthia is the girlie I drew first for reference! In the city she has a dark cloak to hide but she prefers being in the forest sooooooo

Her eyes are purple due to magic (I'm basic lol) and her wings are hummingbird wings!!!

She's the protagonist so I had to do her first

[secret-bug-pain-blog]

guy actively being dissolved in acid: hmm. this is a pretty bad situation. i think i'm going to die.

guy actively being dissolved in acid: (completely fails to do anything about it save for just kind of watching that happen)

[greatest-warrior-in-the-galaxy]

scared to start the hair on this one

[mantisgodsdomain]

We do hope that The Horrors lend context to Rose Silent Hill (they do not)

[likeantennaestoheaven]

Ok Stripes is done, i enjoy this one a lot more

[printmeposter]

th salon cosmetology electrocautery skin treatment. Infographics with icons of medical cosmetic procedures for skin. wiPoster of Vector Illustrated set

[liaisun]

im ALSO really curious about bury the hatchet. btw

omgggg yes this is a riko/nathaniel mafia au. it was supposed to be a spinoff of woke up on the wrong side of bed originally, but it's probably closer to the set up of the kevjeanriko kev mobwife au LMFAOAO. riko has always had a fascination with the butcher's son, envies him even, wishes he got the opportunity to learn from the butcher instead of his ungrateful and worthless imitator. years later the new butcher is in ichirou's service, but riko has never stopped wanting things that aren't his to have..

“We'll be seeing a performance by Nathaniel Wesninski.”

Whispers erupt amongst the hall. Riko remembers a time when Nathaniel Wesninski was the entertainment. It was always his favorite act, watching Nathaniel bleed and scream. Oh, how his hands itched to grab the knife for himself. But the Master always ordered Riko to lay low, to bide his time. (...)

/

"He left." Riko laughs, stares at his shaking hands around the knife. What was the point? "I did it for him. Everything." "He was raised with me, he was my brother, AND HE WOULDN'T STAY."

"You're crying over a toy?" Nathaniel tuts, cupping his bloody face. "Don't you think you're a bit too old for that now?"

[lemoncatssss]

Look I know 25k (or definitely 100% more) of the 35k words I've written are shit

I know that its too slow paced and literally nothing happens

I know this

But I have to finish writing everything because if I stop now, the ending will never be written

So just keep going, everything can be edited or rewritten, but to get there the original needs to be finished

[liaisun]

seth is so fun to write

[lemoncatssss]

I haven't drawn my children yet so instead y'all get picrews (They're WIP so much of this might change)

First up: Not Functioning Murderous Lesbian

Rosaline Lillith Ece, former assassin, current vigilante, unofficial older sister to Cynthia and Ash, girlfriend of Althea, mentor figure/main side character

Like many (all) of my ocs, she ain't human. She's a demi-deity, Deity of Death and Viann to be specific (I dunno if y'all want a rant on what Viann are but basically think elf but different)

The Deity of Death part (I know its emo you don't have to say, just think like Danny Phantom style) is to be used for when someone eventually dies and goes into the Underworld, since functionally she can too and come out again

Rosaline doesn't use her powers early on but progressively does as she gets comfortable with herself, and they mostly consist of shadow traveling (Like Percy Jackson) and basically like solid shadow that can hold stuff (Almost like Mage Hand but if it was shadow somehow)

Her character arc is from viewing herself as just a cruel murder to an actual human with feelings (playing into overarching theme of identity)

Her major flaws are cruelty and being unforgiving (even to herself) which are both confronted

Her motivation differ a lot from pure curiosity -> staying hidden -> protecting people

Everybody in the book has a color and string type association

Rosaline's color is red. It can be the crimson red of blood or the red of love. It can be terrifying or comforting.

Rosaline's string thing is twine, for bringing together people and being used to support growing people (like twine is in gardening)

Fun fact time - she has pink blood

@nugget-child SORRY THAT IS A LONG RANT LOL

[liaisun]

kevthea, T, 2.3k, 5/5 chapters!

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Established Relationship, Valentine's Day, Aromantic Kevin Day, Vignette, not about him being aro but he is most definitely aro, Songfic, no beta we get struck by an arrow by cupid Summary:

Kevin is not a love or relationship type of person, really. But for Thea, he's trying.

[liaisun]

hiiii dearest liaisun how are you!!!!

:3 hi my dearest anon !!!! many developments yipee i am officially cleared for graduation and got an interview with a school upcoming (wah!!). got into writing again, brainstorming soooo many kevneil thoughts LOLLL i was consumed. i spent like 2 hrs writing down notes for them which eventually led to this <3

and

pov kevin looks at you in a way she's never done before (398298 reported casualties)

[liaisun]

I would LOVE to hear more about neiljean and/or three peas in a box 👀👀👀

-@jjjosten

:3 ur wish is my command !!! i talked abt 3 peas here but i have more to share . mwahahah

"We haven't heard from you in a while, no complaints about how incompetent your coworkers are either. What happened to you, huh?" There’s no laugh or remark from Kevin’s end of the line. Wymack's voice gets softer. "Everything alright over there?" / Kevin snaps, "I don't want some alien's opinion, you don't even know what having a family is like. Mind your own business." "The fuck? It knows about family from me." Kevin ignores Aaron in favor of the real issue. "Everything was fine before you came into my life!" That is not true. Our memories show all current problems started after leaving Baba. "They're my memories, not yours! And don't call him that, we're adults now! I'm an adult. Fuck." "Get used to it," Aaron says tiredly.

aaron was andrew's host when they were trapped at erc, but kevin broke him out !! during their escape, andrew latched onto kevin and the rest is history. hehe

for neiljean, it's what i imagined jean's thoughts would be if neil broke and signed the contract to join the ravens over xmas break :') if jean took some matters into his own hands. maybe. literally The Bad Ending (tm) to me. and it gets worse!

Through ragged, wheezing attempts at breath, Neil still tries to argue. He is covered in blood and his own viscera, held together only by Jean’s hand, yet all he cares about is that worthless team a state over.  / Gently, Jean removes the fingers, letting them grip onto his bruised wrists. Their pain is one, now. “It is better this way. Any more, he would have killed you.” (...) “Death is better than this,” Nathaniel says numbly. “Before, I had a choice.” “You never had a choice.”

[liaisun]

SUMMON ACHIEVED 3 peas in a bod……. pls…..

HEHEHE i was summoning u because i couldnt tag u for the tag game!! but im glad u r here >:3 "3 peas in a bod" is my affectionate silly title for the kandreil venom au!!! re: this post. it's venom andrew, host kevin, and neil as the love interest. the basics of it are that kev is working at the ERC (evermore research company), keeping to himself, minding his own business even after an incident with his supervisor riko, which leaves kevin with a broken finger and an unjust probation period he can't protest. then one day back, kevin notices his coworker has gone missing...

Kevin doesn't know why he notices; it's not as if he ever talks much with the other interns. But today he's mindlessly inserting his punch card and sees every name in the fourth row onwards has shifted off by one. (...) ; it's not his business who the company decides to fire.

Except he knows it's not always as benign as that.

/

"He was an addict, probably painkillers." 

"Medical records show he was previously in the hospital for an opioid overdose," another voice confirms. 

"He's got a couple more left in him, I'm sure," someone says, leaning forward into the light. Fuck, that's Riko, excitement and mania twisting his features. "The human body's ability to recover is amazing. Imagine now, with this… What are the limits?"

/

Everything is sticky, wet. Kevin blinks. His breaths grow thinner as he looks down. Oh, that's a hand. By itself. His mouth feels wrong, his ears ring, his focus narrows down to the pool of red and he's so hungry, he's so angry he's going to burst out of his skin, how dare they touch him, how dare they touch what isn't theirs—

"Shh," he hears, and all thoughts stop. Belatedly, Kevin registers the pressure on the back of his neck, over his arms, the unnatural weight of his entire body, the dark presence lingering in his peripheral. He doesn't move as it rests its tongue against his cheek, licks the blood from his face. "All gone. Can't hurt us."

And Kevin is lost.