thought the beta was going to murder me lol. chapter 6 of 'come midnight...' went from an easy 3k at first send, and then wound up at 5,400 words by final edit. soooooo. nice sizable update coming Saturday :)
ok. if anyone wants it, a massive spoiler for the next chapter of "come midnight i might disappear" :)
“One. Two-“
Leon is slid free. Before he can do more than croak out an irritated noise, a brace is secured around his neck. “M’neck’s fine.” Feels like he drank sawdust and it solidified in his throat. Scratchy. Thick. Hard to swallow around words.
Behind him, the structure collapses. Plumes of concrete dust coat all nearby surfaces. Surprised shouts follow. Voices spout orders he only half pays attention to as a cloth is carefully swiped over his eyes, clearing grit and debris. Lashes flutter, Leon wincing at what feels like a spotlight in each eye. He tries again, teeth clenched against the stinging as stubborn will wins out over hours in total darkness. Pale blue meets soft brown as Leon’s world narrows to him and a visibly concerned Chris Redfield. Brows drawn in tight, large hands gripped around the edges of the backboard supporting Leon’s weight as he's moved further away from what’s left of the facility.
“Chr….Redfield?”
Jaw muscles jump. Subtle shifts in posture point to the last name drop affecting the man negatively. The petty part of Leon is particularly satisfied. Mostly, he’s hollowed out like a leftover Jack o’lanern left to rot on porch steps after Halloween.
“There’s a thread in the vein that you’ve been hanging on
And it’s starting to fray
Then it comes down like Armageddon
Rains down in my dreams
My head is something tragic
Where you consume everything
Bring back down to when we had it
Your voice is so sweet
When I let go of your ghost
You come back to me”
why is it always the chapter that initially looked fine that is the WORST to edit. There have been.... so many run-throughs. I'm sick of seeing this chapter lol
34k Chreon fic (still untitled....omg I have to title it. urg) has been chaptered out and sent for first round of edits. If you are familiar with me, then you know there is still a long ways to go hahaha.
Whelp. Have now hit 30k of angsty mission fic. Almost complete. 2 full scenes left plus some add ins. Why do I even kid myself that an idea will be 'just a oneshot' lol
Have been plucking away at a 20k+ fic because of a single scene I had to type out while trying to edit for a diff fandom <_< in the final third of the fic now so figured I'd share a little.
not the whole scene but here is part of the opening.
“Tell me it’s not true.”
Recipient of the demanding tone has Leon S. Kennedy lifting his head abruptly from where he nurses a beer. Not one to turn down masochistic tendencies, he’d ordered the beverage an hour ago and not taken a single sip. The hoppy scent curls under nose, tickles the back of his throat with and itch that scratches the base of his brain with blunt nails. The urge to take a swig is a low, burring scream he’s managed to resist by pealing the label off the heavily sweating bottle. Not even hard liquor and his mouth salivates for it. He’s worse than a dog in heat. “Dunno, depends on what I’m being accused of. Could have done it.” The lazy smile he shoots one Chris Redfield—and isn’t this just the worst case of Deja Vu to have? Different bar and circumstances, yet feeling all too damn familiar. He’s not taken a sip and still feels the other mans disappointment settle over him heavily—is clearly unappreciated, given the immediate frown and aggressive boot stomps in his direction.
“Oh boy, here we go.” Leon mutters, hand slipping from bottle to bar top, he spins in place to fully face whatever shitstorm is being brought his way. Should have noticed when the bartender stopped coming ‘round to scowl at him and tap the chipped wood finish, prompting Leon into sliding over bill after bill just to continue to sit and torture himself. Been a few minutes, at least. Fuck, I’m out of it.
Front door swinging open behind Chris reveals the unfairly muscled BSAA agents sister, expression a firestorm as colorful as her hair.
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