May I request an update on what whips u have going on now that uni is less than a week away from finish (absolutely not me not wanting to do uni work and searching for motivation)
oh my dear bloody. In these times of need I shall provide a most crucial update on what I'm working on (though admittedly, life has been getting in the way of my own work as well as of late- first a back issue that's still ongoing and also for the first time I got carpal tunnel in my dominant hand and that's been making working on anything a literal pain- so I've kindof taken a break from things for a moment- but I'm getting back into the swing of things slowly but surely). Here's what's cooking in my evil science lab.
The thing that I'm probably closest to finishing at this point is a little Cormac Kelly x Reader fic I've dubbed "Save a Cruise ship, Fuck a Duck". It's horny. It's corny. It's sweet as hell. Everything it needs to be. It's beautiful. I've had such a good time writing it and Wreck really deserves more fics than it has, so I'm happy to do my part with this one.
Second closest is a little one shot I've got going of Maekar for the kiss meme (from a prompt you sent me ages ago actually lmao). And there will be much rejoycing when I finish it I'm sure (I've also got a couple more for a few other characters- Dunk, Baelor and Daeron especially- cooking on the back burner but I may not get to those for a little while)
I also have a BUNCH of Kiss Meme prompts for The Creature in my backlog that I hope I'll get to eventually (as well as some trans!reader headcanons)- but more importantly for my frankenpeeps, I'm still working on the Adam x Evie fic which I've now decided to call "Eastward of Eden". When that will be finished and ready for publication? Who can say. But it's coming, and hopefully soon (and it's been very fun to write so far so I'm looking forward to completing it soon).
I also have a couple other fics that have been percolating in my head for the creature- one with a Captain's Daughter Reader (which could end up being an oc) and possibly a Selkie!reader (or again oc) that I've been thinking about, but I haven't got much for those yet. They still need time to simmer I think.
Also some good news for Lady Terror fans: I'm STILL WORKING ON ONE WARM LINE. It's taken the backburner for quite a while, but I've been reviewing and rewriting some of my old work there lately- so there's a possibility that those labors may prove fruitful very soon!
I also really hope to start getting some stuff down for Dunk x my oc Sera as well! Just planning out their narrative and integrating her into canon already has been so fun and I'm really proud of how her whole jam has turned out- and not just her relationship to Dunk, but her relationship to other characters like Daeron and Egg and Lyonel as well (and even dipping into future book things- thinking about Sera's future in this world has been extremely fun). Hopefully I'll have something a bit more concrete there soon.
ALSO. BACK IN MY GOT ERA!!! Re-watching it with @your-mighty-words-astound-me and @prismatica-the-strange may just reignite my need to finish up some of the Tyrion x Sansa fics I started like 8 years ago when the series ended (jesus it sucks to say that).
Also I got a new ipad not too long ago (a much needed upgrade from my 10 year old fossil that literally couldn't charge anymore) so there might be some new fanart in the future for any of these fics as well! if I can remember how to draw properly that is 😂so stay tuned! There's loads to look forward to yet! And good luck with finals!
With Red Mercy established, I got around to doing Mary Marvel, aka Molly Bront/Molly Mercy/Lady Terror next.
I altered a fair bit of her to make her copyright free including her name, i changed it to Molly Bront and then her superhero persona is Molly Mercy.
Additionally I made a second persona thats more of a villain/anti-hero that uses the ethers of the Black Terror's serum and uses a reversed version of the magic word to transform.
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Oh @prismatica-the-strange. I love your barely disguised enthusiasm here
In truth I have not done too much work since last you saw but I do have this snippet to share of a rewrite of the first chapter that I did a little while ago. Hope folks enjoy it!
Does Lady Terror have a favorite kind of tea/warm beverage?
Lmao ok so since I know who this anon is ( @prismatica-the-strange ) and we have already discussed that it is TEA that you’re after… I have concluded that lady terror’s favorite in all her victorian wisdom is…
BLACK CURRANT TEA
And what’s not to love? A little bitter from the black tea leaves a little sweet and tart from the currants? It’s the perfect thing. Also anti-inflammatory and has plenty of vits and antioxidants in it (including vitamin c… no wonder she doesn’t become quite as scorbutic as the rest of the crew… alas. Still has lead poisoning tho)
DOB: February 12th, 1816
Baptism: April 16th, 1816
Birthplace: London, England
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown
Sexual Orientation: Queer
Disposition: Enigmatic. In some circumstances quiet, thoughtful, introverted, in others, charming, charismatic and even boisterous
Build: Full-figured, somewhat corpulent.
Genevieve “Lady Terror” Sinclair was born to Captain Charles Sinclair, a 2nd generation French/Italian immigrant who rose to captaincy during the napoleonic wars, and his lawful wife Ms. Marie Sinclair (nee. Bennet) after his return to London. Though he would never receive medals or great honor for the commencement of battle during the wars, he was recognized by the Royal Navy for his rescue efforts in recovering several stranded crews from the wrecks of many naval battles that commenced in French-controlled waters. Several years after his daughter was born, Charles found his funds running short to support his wife and child, and elected to take up the merchant’s trade to deliver and receive goods from the Americas and Russia, forming good relationships with the Hudson Bay Company and other exporters to be recognized as a business partner in full.
Sinclair’s childhood was mostly spent just outside of London in the family’s country manor. She spent much of her childhood happily as the only child that the couple would come to bear. Under both her parent’s tutelage she would learn much not just on the ways of being a proper lady, but also she was extremely well read in literature from around the world, philosophy, and studied in sciences as well. But her passions were especially prominent in her own writing, and the illustrations that would accompany them- a talent that she would pursue for the rest of her life and a constant comfort especially in her years leading up to her womanhood.
As she began to enter womanhood, her parent’s relationship, and her relations to them in turn, became strained. With her father often away, and left at home with only her mother to care for her as consequence, resentment brewed between them for Charles, but also in turn did Marie’s resentments implode upon the young woman, as her mother took to drinking and contradicting public endless praise for a talented daughter with endless private slander of the burden of raising her alone and increasing difficulties that she would face as a woman too intelligent for her lot in life, and how important it was also that she secure herself through marriage as she did. The unsavory dynamic between mother and daughter escalated until in her early twenties, Charles, on a return trip to England, found his daughter so deep in distress that she was to afeared to leave her room, prone to fits of being unable to sleep, distress from her mother’s private demeanor and admonishments and being given laudanum for these anxieties. Charles, knowing this to be unlike his daughter and heartbroken by her deep distress, discovered in turn that on top of her increased drinking and horrific spending habits while he was away, uncovered that she had also been unfaithful during his absence. He attempted a divorce from her in 1834 but nothing much ever came of it. Instead, Charles retained the custody of his daughter and brought her with him as he purchased a separate townhouse in London for themselves and summarily brought the young woman with him on all subsequent ventures, as she had once done in her youth for a time, but her mother had put an end to.
Over the course of the next eight years, Sinclair would span half the globe with her father while he conducted trade in its many corners. In that time, she learned much in the art of navigation, and was considered the most competent among the crew of her father’s ship-aptly named The Demeter- in this regard. Learning much and her skill also for reading charts and also re-drawing them for better navigational accuracy would have earned her any competent place on any given naval ship as a ship’s master- if not captain herself. The crew of the Demeter had been far warmer to her presence than might have been any other kind of crew one could encounter, but nonetheless took some time to warm up to the bright young woman they now had aboard. Nevertheless, Sinclair’s sharp thinking and suggestions managed to curtail many near misses, with no men lost during her tenure on the Demeter. But along with her skills in navigation also came a keen sense of business by proxy of her father’s business, and therefore became savvy in such dealings. It was always well regarded that much of her multiple talents served her well, and the culmination of these talents rose to great promise when word began to spread upon their arrival back in London after a long winter strait in Russian waters that another expedition to find the elusive Northwest Passage was underway. To secure a name for herself, with greater promise for her own self security (as her father, now in his 70’s, began to make preparations for her to inherit his entire estate and affairs upon his death, and she, wanting to be a part of such an adventure undertaken alone, put her name forward in the lots of ice masters that were to be considered for the expedition. Whilst her entry was highly unusual on account of her being a woman, she was considered highly for a secondary position as a junior in which she would assist her more tenured counterparts on Erebus and Terror with charting the unmapped territory and in navigation through the icy waters of the Arctic. It was not so much for her clear and unrivaled skill that she was eventually chosen, but moreso for her connections with merchants in the area for whom trade would be promising, and a navigator experienced in taking the route would be of great use to them once the passage had been charted. Though this fact continued to aggrieve her greatly throughout the expedition, her ability to take part in such a venture at all and as she was greatly overshadowed it, and accepted the position with gusto. However, as she would come to grapple with the incomprehensible horrors that awaited her in the arctic, she would come to regret what excitement she had once had to be a part of an exploratory mission such as this, and at the same time, consider it to be one of the best decisions she had ever made.
In her personal life, Sinclair by all was considered an odd sort of girl. Her outspoken nature earned her disdain amongst good society men and women that she encountered, but amongst the oddest lots in life she always seemed to find friends. One person in particular- author of ill repute Edgar Allan Poe had been a singularly constant companion to her and had been since their childhoods, as he attended a boarding school very near to the family home where they lived as his adoptive parents-Frances and John Allan- conducted their affairs in London. It was rumored once that there were wishes on behalf of each party to marry, but nothing came of it as time and miles parted them in their teenaged years, though up until her disappearance they remained very close friends. It is through this friend that Sinclair became acquainted with some of the other literati of the day (though Poe had burned many bridges with his scathing reviews of his peers works, a point of which Sinclair herself admired, Sinclair did not garner such a reputation herself), including the likes of Charles Dickens and Walt Whitman. In any and all such circles, she was always warmly regarded, if not well liked.
In affairs of the heart, however, Sinclair would never find herself so rich in either opportunity or prospect. Even though as a sole heiress she had been viewed as a desirable match for many gentlemen and many certainly took a chance at pursuing her in her youth, Sinclair never failed to turn them all down eventually. By her twentieth year it seemed the offers of marriage fell to the wayside both in light of her reputation and her sheer absence from such scenes where opportunity to meet potential suitors was presented, and she never took as much interest in finding a husband before spinsterhood approached her as many other ladies she had known were. Instead, she focused her efforts on making her life her own, and surpassing great obstacles in order to achieve her own independence whilst also not compromising her emotional well being.
