#flameborne

[amber-averlong]

If this is the "thrilling conclusion" of this "duet," then why, pray tell, did it end on a CLIFFHANGER? Why must I now wait for Book 3, which is not yet even available for pre-order? I see no mention of another book on the author's socials that I can find. Admittedly, I'm miffed, so I'm not looking very hard. Grrr

[blazes-books]

✨FIC POSTINGS✨

Court of Chaos has now been posted!

Flameborne has now been posted!

Shadows of the Moon has now been posted!

[blazewatergem]

FFFFFFF IMGONNASCREAM

I told myself I wouldn’t post anything to do with the Bilbo Makes Scary Friends series until I have, at minimum, one chapter of each of the original four fics done. The original four are:

Flameborne: Monster - Tiefling. Chapter 1 is done.

Deathless Dusk: Monster - Vampire. Chapter 1 is being worked on.

Shadows of the Moon: Monster - Werewolf. Chapter 1 is done, and chapter 2 started.

But the fourth is Court of Chaos, the one which uses my own mix of Fae lore. I hadn’t even started it, and have been having so much trouble where to start.

My brain finally figured it out and I’m so freaking HAPPYYYYY! :D

(I also think there now might be a number 5 in the works for the series, an old monster creation I used to call “Brights” who...I think could fit the fandom quite well :3)

[blazes-books]

I literally could not find a single outfit that looked like armor for my leading Tiefling lady here, miss Isadora from Flameborne. Therefor, she is simply vibing in this picture lmao 🤣

The funny part was I was limited by the app, but I’m still pretty happy in this on making a base image for her. In the fic, her horns are actually broken off and she definitely has more scars, but I did what I could.

Presenting,

Isadora the Tiefling

[waitwhat-no-notagain]

FLAMEBORNE

Here's a little poem I put together, hope you enjoy it ^^ They say he had powers, But like the mismatched bouquets of flowers, In them he could not find an equal, Washed ashore on a black sand beach as if straight out of a sequel, Death had caressed his arrival, Just as life had created his survival, In that dark night gloom he managed to make himself glow, As if in that room he made sure everyone was to know, That this boy, Was not ordinary. He lit the world with a flick of his hand, Despite this he was modest and abstained himself from being grand, The sky would be illuminated, Just as if a new world was to be created, Far and wide it was known, That this one had proven and shown, That he, Was beyond anyone's dreams. They say he was birthed in flames, As the neon god we name, A gift from the heavens, In his heart a safe haven, They say here and there, Whispers in the air, That this one Was flameborne. -Loïc Bernier Blog: waitwhat-no-notagain