May 27
Happy Work-In-Progress Wednesday my dudes!
I’m so happy w how my Sentry project is turning out!
12.5 hours down, *** hours to go!
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Happy Work-In-Progress Wednesday my dudes!
I’m so happy w how my Sentry project is turning out!
12.5 hours down, *** hours to go!
The Weight of Yesterday [DEMO TBA] [CW LIST]
TWOY is an upcoming IF intended for 18+ players and older.
[...] and so, let the weight of yesterday be a reminder to cherish every moment and to hold onto the beauty of today, for tomorrow is but a fleeting dream that may never come to pass. And so, attempt to hold onto the beauty of the memories you've lost, cherish them like precious gems in the recesses of your heart.
You are confined to a cell, and you've been there for centuries. The walls of this prison are the only constant you know, a steady reminder of everything you don't. What you do know is that you were -are-considered a monster, a terror of unimaginable power, and the world trembled in fear at your very name: Belva. But why? What heinous deeds did you commit to warrant such a punishment? And why can't you remember them?
No one will tell you, and most of your memories are lost to the mists of time. But amidst the complexity and confusion of your past, glimpses of fond memories flicker in your mind, filling you with hope and yearning for what might have been. Some nights you're haunted, or blessed, by vague recollections that you can't trust, wondering if they're memories or nothing more than fever dreams.
The past is a shadow that never fades, a constant companion on the journey of life. It clings to you like a heavy cloak, reminding you of the choices you've made and the things you've lost.
As you strive to shape your future, the burden of your past will always be present, weighing you down like an anchor, even as you try to chart a new course for your future. Can you find the strength to confront the ghosts of yesterday and set yourself free?
Features
Customise your appearance in all your forms: demon, human, and demi; and customise your gender
Choose your opinion and attitude towards your past, do you stand by it? Miss it? Or perhaps regret it?
Pick what goddess your mother was, changing your appearance, the nature of your powers and abilities, and the reason people might request your assistance.
Form an opinion on humanity and have it impact the story: do you feel hate, love, indifference, maybe even envy?
Romance one of five gender-customisable ROs, and have your genders impact your romance.
Choose what kind of (maybe romantic?) past you might’ve had with 2 ROs.
Play as a character who’s had a great impact on the world, see yourself and your actions from other’s perspectives and in folk tales.
How will you cope with your amnesia?
Embrace the power of choice - whether to change or remain the same
Synopsis
In TWOY, you take on the role of Belva, a powerful demon god who has been trapped for centuries, with no memory of why. As you'll get released from prison and confined in exile to the celestial city of Divumia, you'll meet a wide cast of characters -including potential love interests and acquaintances from your past- and make decisions that will determine your future and your journey within the city. Will you be driven by the desire for redemption, the longing to return to what once was, or even the thirst for truth and the memories that come with it? Regardless, it won't be easy, not when the Celestial Council is determined to hinder you. Do you think you can overcome the odds and reach your goals? Find out in The Weight of Yesterday !!!
Belva, you: As Belva, you are a mystery even to yourself. Your past is shrouded in secrecy, locked away in a part of your mind that refuses to yield its secrets. You have glimpses of memories that flicker in and out of your consciousness like fireflies in the night, but they are disjointed, incomplete.
[RO] The Loyal Hand, Nita (M/F): Nita has been with you since you were little. You’ve seen each other in your worst and most embarrassing moments, but you’re still only acquaintances.
[RO] The Stranger From Your Past, Dorian/Delilah (M/F): Some of your memories/dreams include them. You know you have some kind of past together, but you’ve no idea who this person really is.
[RO] The Human, Kiello/Keta (M/F): A human who lives in the city of Divumia and surprisingly controls a big part of the city. You may need their help, but can you really trust them? Could your past actions, or your current attitude towards humanity hinder your relationship, or will one of you manage to change the other?
[RO] The Watcher, Samu/Selena (M/F): You’ve heard whispers from fellow prisoners about watchers. You don't know this yet, but you'll have your own after your release from prison and consequent exile in Divumia. Will you be able to get behind their stoic barrier and discover the warm and caring person within? Or will their enigmatic nature keep you at bay, forever wondering what lies beneath their watchful gaze? [intro post here]
[RO] ?
The Bessa (M): Your father, and the current Lord of your home domain. He was the one who sent you on Earth in the first place, why? Did he ask you to commit those awful acts? Or is that just what you hope?
[More info and char descriptions to be added, everything here could change]
We all know how it goes - the hero wins the day, they get the love interest, and their books and movies end with happily ever after.
But what about the villain?
Could you fall in love with a sinner?
"Sinners" is an interactive text-based game set in the modern day about falling in love with a villain. There is one LGBTQIA+ love interest and no platonic route.
Warnings: The story is rated 17+ for explicit violence, strong language, alcohol and drug use, dark humor, descriptions of blood and death, criminal activity, dark themes, and other content.
Play here (04/10/2023 - Chapter 2) (ON HIATUS)
Kofi | your support is appreciated ♡
Drabbles masterlist
Customize who and how you play, including: pronouns, gender, sexuality and appearance.
Customize the pronouns, gender identity, and appearance (or use the default) of the less than morally sound romantic interest.
Story focused instead of stat based.
Watch the villain set the world aflame for your love or light the fires yourself.
WIP INTRO: 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨
“You’re the best damn friend I ever had.”
Genre(s): Slice of Life, Romance, LGBTQ+, Coming of Age
Status: First Draft, started November 24th, 2022
Target: ~90k words
Progress as of 9/17/23: 52k words
Warnings: Sex, explicit language, angst
Synopsis: In the bustling, people-filled city of Tokyo, Kasai Ryoji leads a quiet, solitary life, keeping his emotions hidden behind a stone-cold exterior. However, his world is turned on its axis when he is paired with a new roommate—Sato Kaiyo, a beam of positivity and cheerfulness, always brimming with enthusiasm and optimism. Slowly but surely, the walls around Ryoji's heart begin to crumble, allowing Kaiyo to enter his world and show him life from a completely different perspective: life through the eyes of someone who refuses to let darkness cloud their view.
Notes: This is my main wip, and it’s pretty different from what I usually write—I try to stray away from slice-of-life romance stories, but when I first came up with this idea, I was really passionate about it and decided to go through with the story on an impulse. So if it’s not good, or seems rushed at times, well damn 😐 I don’t know what to say besides that. But if you’re interested in going on this ride with me, then I hope you like it!!
send a message if you’re interested and want to hear more :)
Writeblr ask-a-thon! (I got inspired by Athena)
What's the best piece of dialogue you've ever written in your own personal opinion? Share the snippet? And I'd love to hear the context if you're willing to share that too!
Great question!
I don't really know what the best piece of dialogue I've ever written is, but there's quite a few good back-and-forths (imo) that I can think of.
A lot of them are between the main character from Zenith, Cuán Dunleavy, and a side character - Susie Shiori. The two of them get on like a house on fire, and have a very turbulent friendship that's pretty much composed of just bluntly calling the other out on their bullshit. It's a super fun dynamic to write!
Here's an excerpt of an 'argument' between the two of them (kind of), taking place mid-way through Act 1 (under the cut <3):
11, 17, + 29!
hello hello lex!! thanks so much!!
11: What work took you the longest to write? love is like ghosts, for sure!! i had that thing as a wip from the start of october, and picked at off and on for the whole month (and moved across the country but we don't need to talk about that), then basically spent a week or 2 before thanksgiving putting every spare minute i had into writing it
17: Your favorite character to write this year? answered here, but for bonus little sneak peek from my main wip, writing drunk robin is super fun and everyone should try it sometime
Steve turns his head to look at her and gets a mouthful of hair for his trouble. He nudges her head with his shoulder. “Robs? Robin? Did you OD back there?” “Not yet, captain,” she mumbles, building to a shout, “ready to… set sail!”
29: Favorite line/passage you wrote this year? answered here, but i'm going to pick another from love is like ghosts again because i was laughing as i wrote this:
Eddie, though, can never stay quiet for long. “Hey ghosts! Why don’t you come out and torment my little friend over here?“ “I’m an inch taller than you, asshole,” Steve interrupts. “Keep telling yourself that babe, it’s all hair,” Eddie snarks back [...] “C’mon, who wouldn’t want to wreck these choir boy good looks?” Eddie says, looking Steve up and down. He seems to get lost in his own thoughts for a moment, just staring at Steve. Until Steve clears his throat with a loud cough, and Eddie jerks his head back up, his eyes slightly dazed. “Hmm?”
send me a number for ao3 wrapped [writer’s edition]
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It’s been a minute but I’m really excited about the progress I’ve made with some of the projects I’ve been working on and wanted to share a little snippet with you all. 🥰🥰🥰
So here’s a little bit from Chapter 11 of Legacy:
----- She fidgeted with her fingers in her lap like a nervous school girl with a crush, sneaking glances at him every so often. Kagome opened her mouth, wanting to continue the conversation but also finding a strange comfort in his silence. He wasn’t yelling at her or making some snide comment. Inuyasha just sat there, staring ahead in an unfocused manner.
“You think Bankotsu’s eyes will get stuck in that position?” Shippo asked sarcastically, rolling his emerald ones, having caught the player trying to intimidate Kagome with his intense and persistent stare.
Kagome jumped, cheeks darkening almost instantly. She’d forgotten Shippo was there with them. She laughed nervously, hoping that the perceptive kitsune hadn’t noticed how she’d been focusing solely on Inuyasha for a good minute or more. “M-maybe,” she offered in weak response, shrinking in her seat and cursing the heat she felt on her face.
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See you soon loves!
xoxo Fandom Obsessions
T H E ✴ W R A T H ✴ K I N G
(a wip reintroduction)
1,000 years ago a legendary swordfighter cut off Death’s head. Now, he wants it back.
genre 🟆 dark fantasy
market 🟆 adult
status 🟆 draft four revisions complete // getting ready to line edit
pov 🟆 3rd person / past -- three pov characters
themes 🟆 revenge, body autonomy, toxic love, forbidden magic
content warnings 🟆 body horror, self-harm, murder, torture, possession, graphic depictions of violence
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LUCIEN DARKNIGHT - - How many times had he imagined spearing [REDACTED] through the throat and killing him, but when he’d pulled the cutlass out, it had been mercy, not vengeance that had forced his hand.
The consequences of disrupting the balance of magic are destruction. In the heart of the capital, a massacre reveals the stirrings of an ancient myth and chaotic goddess. Lucien Darknight, a blood magician of one of the four Houses of magic, is tasked with unraveling the mystery surrounding the brutal butchering. Having spent the last decade learning to wield his blood as a weapon and walking in the memories of others, he allies himself with the only survivor to discover the culprits. Soon, his investigation leads him into the claws of a mythic figure hellbent on revenge.
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NOLA SWANN -- Her hand found her dagger on the mantle and curled around it. Her chest heaved, every inch of her flushed and hot. She burned with a fever that would only be quenched by the King’s blood.
Lady Nola Swann arrives at the palace in Izaro with a sword on her back and an unbreakable vow to her dead father. As the sister of the future Queen, she must protect the secrets that threaten to end both their lives. All she has to do is keep her sister safe until she is wed to the Wrath King. But is Nola keeping her sister safe from the King, or is she protecting her monstrous sister from the staunchly religious court that would burn her if they knew their secret? Politics, poison, and heresy shadow Nola as she carefully toes the line between respectful Lady and deadly fighter.
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WESLEY NERINE -- "I don’t owe anyone else my grief. It’s mine and I’ll hold onto it as long as I need."
Veteran and war hero, Wesley Nerine, longs for nothing more than a normal life with his lover. Unfortunately, his lover is now Izaro’s monarch and about to be wed to a northern lady. On a hunting trip, Wesley, the Wrath King, and their inner circle are attacked by an undead creature bound together with corrupted blood magic. With his King injured and dying, Wesley must travel to the Silver Wastes to find a cure.
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As the magician, the lady, and the soldier struggle to find their footing in the spiral of bloody chaos, the god of Death rises again. Angry, vengeful, and determined to ruin the balance of life and magic.