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Chapter Nine is available now, here on AO3
hey so, I just checked and I've started and stopped the next chapter of chained rose so many times over the past ten years that it's actually, uh.... done?
so that'll be out this weekend I think
If Chained Rose can update after a decade then the torch I carry for Vigil's Keep will never go out NEVER KILL YOURSELF
fuck i KNEW i was forgetting a WIP
okay in all honesty I think bigils beep is one I want to convert into an original story instead! Chained Rose is... so canon-specific that I think the dramatic tension of it all (Why is Blake acting like that? Where is Yang? What happened to Ruby? What is Cinder planning?) falls flat without the context of canon
Bigils Beep however is "what if there was a milfy werewolf and she was so, so tired" which is universal and does not need you to know much about a web animation series to understand it.
Chained Rose ruby is just going through a decades long autistic meltdown and if she was allowed space and time to be happy and emotionally supported she’d be very different (and Cinder knows this, which is why life won’t get any easier for her anytime soon)
Six feet deep ain't enough for me Got no sleep, shot of gasoline Back in black, I'm running free I lose myself, I lose myself Got bad blood running through my veins Cause all my exes cry the same Feel no pain running through the flames I lose myself, I lose myself
I see nothing in the rear view mirror Burn it all down so I see things clearer Ready go on the show psychedelic rodeo I lose myself, I lose myself I'm living in a ghost town, ghost town And I'm doing things my way, my way I'm running to a pitch black sunset I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet I'm living in a ghost town, ghost town And I'm doing things my way, my way I'm running to a pitch black sunset I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet, I'm not dead yet
When I awoke The moon still hung The night so black that the darkness hummed I raised myself My legs were weak I prayed my mind be good to me An awful noise Filled the air
I heard a scream in the woods somewhere
But you don't know what hell you put me through To have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you To feel your weight in arms I'd never use It's the god that heroin prays to
