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I have two hours of down time in my very busy day today, so technically I should be going for a walk or something. But also there's a storm outside and a tentative exploratory foot outside the door blasted me back against the wall behind the reception desk until I was somehow the only object to exist in 2 dimensions, so I have given up on that idea.
So instead I have cheerfully hurled myself bodily down the rabbit hole of deciding how to construct a werewolf religion for these erotica novels, which naturally will never be mentioned on the page because they're literally just vehicles for showing people fucking and sometimes beating the shit out of imperialists. Currently weighing up the merits of a purely lunar calendar vs a lunisolar calendar, and if the latter, where I can put the intercalation.
I really love worldbuilding
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team-chaotics · 5 months
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"Oh yes. I still remember... That sweet taste. I'm sure he remembers... How it felt. I wonder... If my mark is still there?"
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anarchic-miscellany · 8 months
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Terrible Screenplay Idea 2: Blood and Silver
Lady Christina De Sarandon is a vampire who travels from town to town stirring up a storm of dissent, a torrent of terror and a flurry of fear. Holland Sinclair is the theatrical, garishly dressed "vampire slayer" who, for a modest fee, will slay this mighty blight of the night! Secretly, however, he is her devoted assistant, friend, and smitten lover. And they split the money and subsequently skip town to keep their con going, accompanied by her familiar "Hobbs", to keep it going. They find themselves in a dying seaside town at the exact same time as "Theophilius Blackthorne" awakens: a terrible, dark, horrific vampire from Lady De Sarandon's past, and he (emboldened by this new world) seeks to cleanse and conquer it! Before they can finish their con, De Sarandon learns of the existence of this stronger, meaner vampire and advocates leaving. But Holland sees a chance to be heroes, to do something good! To redeem themselves AND prove to her that he is worthy of her love and hand! But complications arise when actual vampire hunter Amos Frost, a cold, unrelenting man with a tragic past as a result of vampires, arrives in town, and gets onto the trail of De Sarandon...
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foolnamedjoey · 20 days
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Girls on their periods
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iamnmbr3 · 2 months
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Harry: So I chose someone a little bit unusual to go to Slughorn's party with me but-
Ron: Oh no. Oh no. It's happening isn't it? It's actually happening.
Harry: What?
Ron: Is the person very blond?
Harry: Yes.
Ron: With silver eyes?
Harry: Yeah actually. How did you-
Ron: And do they idolize their father and repeat all of his crazy views as fact?
Harry: Yup! You've guessed it! Or did someone already tell you I'm going with- Ron? Are you alright?
Ron: I can't believe it. It happened. It actually happened. Hermione and I saw this coming but oh Merlin.
Harry: What's wrong with taking Luna?
Ron: Luna? .... Oh. Oh. LUNA. LUNA LOVEGOOD.
Harry: Obviously.
Ron: YOU'RE TAKING LUNA LOVEGOOD! THANK GOD!
Harry: ...Yes. Who did you think I meant?
Ron: Nevermind but wow you sure have a type huh?
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hayweerc · 1 month
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Werewolf head scratches🫳🐺💙
I imagine Shadow has a high-pitch preteen shriek
#sonicau #sonadow
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One of Us is Guilty; Chapter 3
Three are now dead, but the killer seems to be caught ... but this night is not over until the room is found.
Characters; Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Silver, Cater Diamond
Content; Unreliable narrators, murder mystery
Content Warning; Death, murder, blood, anxiety, kidnapping, overall dead dove content warnings
Word Count; 1.1 K
Find this content triggering but still want to participate? Link to the Google Form to vote!
As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Epilogue (Part 1) | Epilogue (Final)
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The body count had risen to three; Dire Crowley, the Ramshackle Prefect (whose blood still stained the floor, the iron scent permeating the air), and now, Divus Crewel as well, the latest victim. One minute the professor was alive, shaking from anger that one of his students was killed on his watch and that he was the prime suspect of the killings. But now he was sprawled out on the ground, killed in an instant.
The remaining students — Vil, Rook, Azul, Jade, Silver, and Cater — were silent, processing what exactly had just happened. The lights had flickered only for a minute, and in that minute, the killer had struck. But the silence was broken by a deafening clap of thunder, lightning illuminating the windows, and bringing everyone back to the present, to their laughably horrible situation that they had found themselves in by sheer chance and bad luck and timing.
Silver sat down on the staircase, and put his head in between his legs, taking deep breaths. Despite his training, he did not consider that he would be witnessing death so soon. The small part of his brain that had a sliver of hope that his friend had survived their gruesome injury, but he was just lying to himself; no one could survive that.
Vil was pacing, hands clasped behind his back, and he was muttering to himself. He thought he could read people, what with being raised amongst the stars that hid behind too-sweet smiles that belied venomous words. What was there to gain from any of this?
Rook was cracking his knuckles, and then rubbing his eyes, trying to think of why this was happening. While he could appreciate the hunt, this was something entirely different. Yet, it also reminded him of several books; one being a murder mystery, and the other about the deadliest game, of hunting a fellow person.
Azul was shaking and biting his nails, his resolve long gone. Had he made himself the enemy of one of his peers? Was he going to be next? He was supposed to just be perfecting a potion recipe for the next test, yet he found himself way above his head.
Jade looked at Azul, taking in that his house warden and friend was shaking more than the leaves outside in the howling wind. He too was disturbed by the night's events, sick to his stomach even, but he couldn’t show weakness, especially if he wanted to see it through.
And Cater? He was paler than a ghost, a cold sweat glistening on his forehead, and he felt like his heart was going to leap out of his throat. His cheery smile had left long ago, and now panic was fully starting to take control. Why? Why? Whywhywhy? WHY?! Yet he stayed silent.
No one spoke, but they eyed each other with caution. Every time that they had went to the mirror and they voted through it, someone died. Was it the mirror? No… no, that didn’t make sense… None of this made any sense though. 
“No more votin-” Silver whispered.
Cater cracked his head around, green eyes judging every move the underclassman made. “And why’s that, Silver?” His voice was shaky, but Cater wasn’t trusting him or anyone for that matter. “Afraid that-”
“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Vil barked, commanding everyone’s attention, eyes all on him. But he was used to eyes being on him, and he stayed cool, despite how this may damn him into being guilty in their eyes. He didn’t care at the moment though, all he cared about was no one else dying. “Look at what being suspicious of each other has brought us,” his eyes wandered to the dark clotted blood that had now gone cold. He swallowed the bile that had risen in his throat, keeping the calm mask up. “I agree with Silver though; voting through the mirror only ends up with someone… dead.”
“Then how do we proceed, Roi du Poison?” Rook asked, falling to his house warden’s side. His eyes looked over everyone, picking up their behaviours, emotions, and any tells.
Azul’s head snapped up. “The potion-” he started muttering to himself, before clearing his throat and gaining his composure again. “A truth potion, but one that shows the truth about the situation, we can use that to find the killer.”
Cater looked at Silver, and offered him his hand; a peace offering. Silver took it, and brought himself up on wobbly knees. A truce.
Jade placed his hand on Azul’s shoulder, offering him a bit of comfort that not everyone was out to get him. “Was that what you were working on?”
Azul nodded, and he started making his way towards the alchemy lab, where hopefully they could put an end to the killer’s little charade once and for all.
Vil helped Azul make the potion, and both students kept a keen eye on the other, but they made it without incident. And to show the others that they hadn’t tampered with it at all, they took it first, with the others shortly following suit.
“What about the room?” Silver asked.
“We can figure that out once we find the killer,” Jade countered.
Everyone looked at each other, taking in any minute details, but everyone was calm; the potion apparently did wonders to calm the nerves… but that in itself was a dangerous effect, since now everyone’s guards were down, making them easy targets.
Vil took in a breath and released it. “Who killed Dire Crowley? Why did you then kill the Prefect, and then Professor Crewel?” 
But no one spoke up.
“It isn’t me,” Vil said confidently, hoping that his speaking up prompted the others to follow suit.
Cater was to his left, and he spoke next. “I didn’t do it.”
Then Silver, “Or me… I couldn’t do something like this…”
“I did not do it either,” Jade offered.
Azul’s eyes went wide, and he eyed the next person in line. “The killer isn’t me.”
All eyes fell on the last person left in their little circle; Rook. With all of them but him left, that only left him.
He let out a throaty, quiet, chuckle. “I suppose this game has run its course,” he tipped his hat to them, green eyes glinting dangerously in the dim light. “As for why? Hmmm,” he hummed, and the hairs on everyone’s necks stood on end. There was something off about Rook, this wasn’t Rook. 
“You’ll find that out when you guess the room.”
What?
Everyone took a step closer to each other, away from Rook, and they whispered amongst each other, voting on what room Crowley’s murder took place in.
“Alchemy lab,” Cater spoke for the group, trying to keep his resolve as Rook seemed to stare into the very contents of his soul, like he was searching for something.
Rook stepped forward, still smiling. “Ah, désolé Monsieur Magicam,” the whites of his eyes started turning black, “but you would be wrong.” The lights flickered again, and in the seconds of darkness, Rook was gone, and so was Cater.
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GOOGLE FORM (voting will end Wednesday, October 18th at 9pm EST)
SUSPECTS:
- Silver; the kindhearted knight with a mysterious past, is it just for show?  (Plum) - Vil Schoenheit; the actor who is always pigeonholed into the role of a villain (Scarlet) - Divus Crewel; the alchemy teacher with a penchant for fashion, Crowley’s co-worker (Peacock) DECEASED - Rook Hunt; the enigmatic hunter who always has a hunch of what’s happening (Mustard) MURDERER - Azul Ashengrotto; the owner of The Mostro Lounge, a businessman with dubious morals (Green) - Reader; the ‘house-keeper’, a role that was imposed on them by the late Headmage (White) DECEASED - Jade Leech; a student enamored by fungi and seems to have a foreboding presence about him (Orchid) - Cater Diamond; the preppy beau of Heartslabyul, but his smile seems forced (Peach) MISSING
ROOMS:
- Main hall (eliminated in Chapter 2) - Teachers’ lounge - Cafeteria - Kitchens - Lecture theatre - Botanical garden - Alchemy lab (eliminated in Chapter 3) - Library - Crowley’s office (eliminated in Chapter 1)
WEAPON: MAGIC (found in Chapter 2)
To be continued
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sonicexelle-junkary · 6 months
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Oof, that’s gonna leave a mark.
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little-pondhead · 4 months
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Danny moved to Gotham.
Freakshow is touring in Gotham.
Freakshow knows Danny is in Gotham.
Danny knows Freakshow is still after him.
Danny's faith in heroes has been shattered.
Danny turns to the only person powerful enough to run Freakshow out of town, hopefully for good.
Danny turns to the Joker for help.
The Joker is looking for a new punching bag sidekick after Harley Quinn left him.
Danny is just the perfect person to be shaped by the Joker's hands.
Danny becomes the new Joker Junior.
#pondhead blurbs#dpxdc#how we feeling about this fellas#i think it's an ideal angst fic#but i don't wanna write it lol#the younger danny is the worse it gets#someone said that danny shouldn't be afraid of the joker because he's a clown and freakshow is a ringmaster. not a clown#if i find that post i'll tag the creator cause i can't remember rn#but i'm imagining danny who is heavily traumatized and scared and lonely#finding out that one of his worst enemies he hoped to never see again is hunting him and is so close danny has to check his eyes every day#just to make sure they haven't turned red#his anxiety is out of control and he's not about to go find a Bat or Bird to talk to#who would believe him anyways? he's a monster#but danny needs help cause he will not survive this on his own and he knows it#freakshow haunts his every waking dream#but freakshow isn't from gotham. he doesn't have the city's curses engraved into his blood. he never died and he's not truly teasing death#so danny chooses to plead for help from the only predator bigger than freakshow (in his eyes) who IS from gotham#danny goes to the Joker. prepared to offer everything but his free will and free mind. he can't give those up. it's all he has.#danny is a feral house cat asking a tiger to take care of a mountain lion for him by offering the tiger his own liver on a silver platter#joker is...delighted? maybe? no one is quite sure. but he takes what danny offers.#here is this little boy. almost the same age as the second robin when he died. pleading for the JOKER to be his savior. this will be fun
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You should put Ynyr in your book. Fuck the cowards.
Just for you, Anon, I shall include an Ynyr
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team-chaotics · 6 months
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"Happy birthday... To me~"
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insertsomthinawesome · 5 months
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Whumptober No. 28 - "You'll Have to go through Me"
I'm v soft for Stellaron trio 🥺🥺🥺 Blade protecting silverwolf/treating her like a friend or a younger sibling-ish relationship is so precious to meeeeeee. I think whether he thought about it or not he'd keep an eye out for her. -NO ROMANCE INCLUDED-
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vsemily · 6 months
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With chapter buffers done, Project Charlotte is DONE done and ready to be published on Halloween. Here's my two favorites
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||The Journey to Forgiveness||
~~Reserved Rp with @demon-blood-youths~~
The start of the new month has arrived and as Ink said, her fraction members the DBT was grounded this month. That means everyone had to stick to their punishments written by Ink and the boys. However, she did ask Jaron to drive Navarro later this morning to his own punishment. After that, Jaron would have to hand Ink his car keys to be put somewhere for the month. Along with the others who was having their things locked away.
At the apartment, Midoriya was waiting for Jaron to show with Navarro but it was pretty early. He did get a text from her to say Jaron should be dropping off near 8:33am this morning. Or due to the most of the boys being gone to do something. So for now, he waited.
But he was wondering if the DBT will be alright though, even Yuu who had a bruise on her cheek from the punch but she was fine.
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Ever wondered what it's like to drown? Story of opposites. There's peace in water. Like it's holding you, whispering in low tones to let it in. And every problem in the world will fade away. But then, there's this thing…in your head, and it's raging. Lighting every nerve with madness. To fight. To survive. - Arcane
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the-darkestminds · 27 days
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“Elain deserves better than Lucien.”
At no point during this entire series are we led to believe that Lucien isn’t a high quality, compassionate, and thoughtful male. ✋😤
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