Commission time!
Cherry and I joined forces to fuse the power of Frederick Forsyth’s Clown Erik with Webber’s LND Erik.
It’s alive, it’s alive, and he wants to die!!
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Commission time!
Cherry and I joined forces to fuse the power of Frederick Forsyth’s Clown Erik with Webber’s LND Erik.
It’s alive, it’s alive, and he wants to die!!
Fanfic WIP word: hug 🥺
Thank you so much for the ask! 🥺
"Studying the boy as Christine bent down and hugged him, Erik could still detect no hint of de Chagny in the child's features - he looked very much like his mother, with hair the same shade of chestnut brown as hers, and her blue eyes and button nose."
A unicorn? 👀
I apologize for the lateness! Today was...crazy
But, firstly, amazing username :D
Secondly, here we go!
He/She is a little fella, I think. Looks little. But the confidence posture is on-point, and that dappled brown coat? Goodness. Beautiful.
Now, I'm not gonna lie: this unicorn kind of looks like it's drunk too many five-hour-energy drinks in the past week or so, or maybe it also eats cherry-flavored trash. One or both of those XD
Hello! I’d like to sign up for the advent calendar 👀🤩
Awesome! Your date is December 7th. What would you like to contribute?
WIP game—star
Turns out I couldn't find 'star' in any of my WIPs, but could I interest you in 'stare' instead?
'Dumbfounded, Erik could only stare in shock as his Christine untied the sash of her robe before shrugging it off, letting it pool on the floor around her.'
WIP guessing game— softly
Aww, you picked a good one! 🥺
'As Christine let her hand softly brush over the right side of Erik's face before she embraced him tightly and kissed him once again, she felt a deep sense of rightness, as though she was where she belonged at last.'
Wip game—curl
This isn't the context I would have guessed I'd find for this one, but I do have a sentence for it:
'It just seemed so Erik - with dark, somewhat masculine furniture that still managed to be warm and inviting, and a truly gorgeous fireplace that practically begged a person to curl up in front of it and get lost in a book for hours.'
13 👀
For the fanfic end of year asks:
13. favorite writing song/artist/album of this year
I actually don't listen to music while I write, because I get too distracted. However, for something kind of fun, I was listening to a slightly different version of this Jim Steinman song the other night, and it just hit me with some really strong (and wonderfully over the top vibes), about my current story
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