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Basically this is @nemeyuko’s account for writing (or anything that I feel will clutter main).

To talk about my public domain universes, writings of universes, writings in general, etc.

Open to asks about it!

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A patient: Why does Dr. West call you a “good boy,” Dr. Vincent?

Vincent: Let’s change the subject.

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Here’s a cut paragraph from my Herbert West sickfic.

We were both sent to different British hospitals after shell fire hit West’s hospital in St. Eloi, Flanders. While I was being treated in Liverpool, West continued his experiments in London after his concussion got treated. He found an early strand of the disease in London with a well known doctor and his retired detective friend who lived in Sussex. I will not name names, but it’s obvious whom I’m talking about. Herbert West met two men who lived on in work far greater than us before we were forced to return to treating soldiers in the trenches.

If you know what I’m referencing to then you get a point.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/88863191/chapters/235829826

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

Herbert West - Reanimator - H. P. Lovecraft | LOVECRAFT H. P. - Works

Relationships:

Narrator (Herbert West - Reanimator)/Herbert West | Narrator (Herbert West - Reanimator) & Herbert West

Characters:

Herbert West (Re-Animator) | Narrator (Herbert West - Reanimator)

Additional Tags:

Sickfic | Sick Character | Hurt/Comfort | Trans Herbert West (Re-Animator) | Canon Compliant | Post-Canon |west comes back after 1921 | Period-Typical Racism | Period Typical Bigotry | The narrator of the og story is named Neil Vincent | POV First Person | Implied Sexual Content | Nothing bad so that’s why I’m keeping it teens

Language:

English

Summary:

Doctors make the worst patients, and Dr. Herbert West was probably the worst one to have.

The first story was set in Bolton. His assistant found him passed out on the floor after doing a house call for a patient. The second story was set in Boston. What happened when Herbert West wanted results over the worry of the Spanish Flu.

Both go as well as you expect.

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Me writing that reanimator narrator, Neil Vincent, and Eric Moreland Clapham-Lee were fighting over an evil twink (Herbert West) was the greatest thing I wrote.

Besides my Dante’s Inferno comparison in my At The Mountains of Madness crossover fic.

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At Herbert West’s and his assistant’s, Neil Vincent, Bolton Cottage at two o’clock in the morning

Vincent: Herbert, would you love me if I was a worm?

West: Yes, I would love you if you were a worm, Neil. Please, go to sleep.

Vincent: Okay, okay. Night, Herb.

An hour later

Vincent: Herbert, what if we were both worms and we both kissed?

West: *Hits Vincent lightly with a pillow.*

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My writing list

My various reanimator fan fics

My Walter Gilman fan fic

My Keziah Mason fan fic

My Evillinois Chronicles Allen Avadonia second person fan fic

Writing the journals for my Monster High ocs (Gloria West, Megumi Hanamura, Danviel Ritch, and Felicity F. Woods)

Said origins of one of my Monster High ocs

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Me: use American spellings on worlds like color instead of colour or humor instead of humour.

Also me: electric torch, sledge, and sometimes aeroplane.

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Me: writing my current fan fic

My ADHD brain: write a second person Allen Avadonia fanfic.

Me: NOT YET!

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Walter Gilman did not die on the night of May 1st, 1928, but he wished he did. He became deaf from his ruptured eardrums, and he nearly had his heart eaten through by an abominable fiend that was a large rat that had the hands and face of a bearded man. That was the fiend’s attempted revenge for Gilman’s hand in killing the witch Keziah Mason.

Gilman felt a sharp pain in his back and screamed. He was pulled out of bed by his closest friend, and neighbor, Frank Elwood. He saw his other neighbors: Joe Mazurewics, Paul Choynski, and Claude Desrochers rush into the room. His landlord, Mr. Dombrowski, followed after them. The look of horror on everyone’s faces in the old witch-house showed in their expressions. Gilman whimpered in pain as he was held protectively in his friend’s arms.

Gilman felt something be pulled out of his back, it was Elwood’s doing, and screamed more in agony. He couldn’t hear his own voice, but he knew he must’ve shook the rest of the house awake. He saw the rat-beast, Brown Jenkin, on the floor covered in his blood. He couldn’t hear what it yelled, but it said something that made three out of his four neighbors cross themselves. It ran into a rat hole in the corner of the room.

I haven’t made a better title for this fic but here’s the first three paragraphs of my “The Dreams in the Witch House” fanfic.

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My man, Dr. Neil Vincent, lacks a spine. Your partner committed murder, and you still want to fuck him.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/87382781?view_full_work=true

Summary:

"After reading the journals, I may know why. One of the doctors was insane, and the other was under a vice grip of fear. I hope they both stay away from Massachusetts or the New England area in general. Especially after I communicated with the literary estate of the Rhode Island author who published my account of the disastrous Pabodie Expedition, and nearly published the story of one of these men’s descent into scientific madness.

Here are the journals in their entirety. It will be told chronologically, and it will switch narratively between the two medics. The mad physician Dr. Herbert West and his sycophantic assistant Dr. Neil Vincent."

What if Herbert West and his inthralled assistant, from the short story, went on the disastrous 1930-31 Pabodie Expedition to Antarctica from At The Mountains of Madness. It goes as well as you expect.

It’s 24,466 words and 27 chapters long.

Please read the content warnings that are on the fic when you click the link.

It’s an angst slow burn cosmic horror romance story between Herbert West and his assistant while they’re medics on the disastrous 1930-31 Pabodie Expedition.

27 years of yearning and pining, going to Antarctica instead of couples therapy, and Herbert West being awful to everyone besides his assistant (who’s named Neil Vincent). They’re idiots.

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I made it to the elder things wooo.

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I’m getting close to writing about the elder things :)

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I hate describing mountains

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I hope no one thinks I’m villainizing Gedney in this fan fic when his reactions are extreme but reasonable.

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More writing wooo