Another WIPW rolls around except this time i was tagged by @arrowfleur !! I’ve got a weird arrangement of things for y’all this week, but imma share them anyway.
I’m gonna no pressure tag a few people this time as well cause I think it’s fun but @penncilkid and whoever else wants to do it cause I can’t think of anybody else (please tag me i love reading y’all’s work!!)
This week I have (a very small) snippet of the next chapter of Like Real People Do, a Imp! Sam/Darlin’ AU that i’ve been writing for a year ish now. I will also give you guys ~ five hundred words on the creation of The Hellish, aka aiṓnios as Terra named them, which are creatures who exist in the universe I am building :D
As always, asks are open for any questions y’all have cause I itch for reasons to talk about my works !! have fun y’all and happy timezone <3
Fic Snippet:
Milo put a hand against their arm, a reminder of what he promised. Out of the corner of their eye, someone shifted against the wall, and when Tank glanced over they could see Sneaks there. For some reason it helped knowing they were there. That, coupled by Milo’s attentiveness, they felt like they could at least try to explain to the pack.
Bringing themselves to take one step at a time while they could feel the eyes burn into them was the hardest part. They knew that every individual had a different perspective on who they were as a person and it genuinely did freak them out. What did these people remember that they didn’t? What kind of common threads were there between the interpretations of who they were? How close were any of them to Tank before the accident? Would the pack expect them to remember anything?
“Just start from the beginning,” Milo muttered to them when they were finally at the front. “There’s no rush.”
Tank, practically instinctively, straightened their posture and crossed their arms over their chest. All eyes were on them, waiting for them to talk, and Tank had a feeling that they were waiting for confirmation that this was real.
“I won’t drag this out,” Tank started after a second. They could see a few people react to hearing their voice, but they didn’t think about that. They could only focus on pushing the words out, trying their best to explain well enough. “A year ago, I was abducted, and it was made to look like I had died. In that year I have been alive and doing jobs for him, and I just managed to escape a few months ago.”
“Who took you?” Someone had called out, but Tank didn’t see who.
Tank took a deep breath, glancing at Asher who nodded ever so slightly. “Quinn.”
The room burst into noise. Raised voices, questions, yelling, you name it. Nobody was happy about what was just told to them. Tank could sympathize, a little. They really wished they didn’t say it either.
“But he was killed!” One voice yelled.
“What about David, then?!” Another questioned.
Tank almost couldn’t take it, unconsciously shrinking back at the noise.
World Things:
(Before we begin, a small explanation of just what The Hellish are: they’re my monsters, basically. I wanted an excuse to create creatures and this was it. I don’t exactly have any yet, but the ideas in my head are all my babies i love them so much. They really don’t serve much purpose to the world, which is the point. This is Terra having fun as you’ll see. And, for context, Terra and Caelus are my worlds gods essentially. They’ve created the beings on earth and all.)
Some would describe Terra as creative. Caelus would say that she is reckless with her creativity. It got to her head that She could do anything she wanted.
It boiled down to Terra having fun. She liked having the creative control of things. She liked that she could breathe life into something that most others wouldn’t even think of.
So, this is how The Hellish are born. Terra takes something that she imagined and puts so much love and care into them that they come alive in her hands. They don’t look like the Humans, or even the other animals that reside on earth, and one might even recoil at the way that they look, but Terra loved them more than anything. Finally, something was hers.
She put care and devotion into them, only showing Caelus what she was doing when she had a small army of different creatures.
“What are these?” Caelus would ask, trying to keep the disgust out of his voice.
“I call them aiṓnios,” Terra said with pride. “What do you think?! And be honest, you don’t have to sugar coat things for me.”
Caelus didn’t tell her what he was really thinking. One look at her and that beaming smile she had broke his resolve to tell the truth. It would crush her if he said that the Humans would probably hate them, and that they are all rather repulsive to look at. Instead, he gave her a small smile and said, “They seem pretty neat.”
He knew he made the right choice when Terra lit up, somehow growing even brighter than she was.
“You really think so?! Oh, I’m so glad! I worked really hard on them, after all, and I just love them all so much. I mean, there really is just so much special about them and they’re all so different in their own way. Oh! If you look closely, you can see-”
And Terra went on. She went on and on, gushing over the details that went into each of the creatures she had. She went into the plans for future creatures as well, talking about specifics she wants to see in play. She tumbled into what she thought the Human reactions were going to be—awe, wonder, amazement—and Caelus didn’t have the heart to stop her. Not really. He knew it was going to crush her when the Humans didn’t respond in the way she was imagining, but there wasn’t much he could do at that point. He could just sit and watch as his love raved over her creations, his favourite smile across her face.
He’d be there when this went up in flames, just as he was there now at their beginning.
I haven't done one of these in forever, and once again haven't been tagged. Either way you guys get the littlest update on what I am working on so that I am held responsible for what I do. ANYWAY
(if ya'll wanna do something too you should tag me! I love seeing people's works :D)
This week I wanna show y'all two snippets, one from my OC work and one from a fandom I rarely talk about on here. I'll start with the fanfic stuff first (all is gonna be under the cut because I think it looks cooler that way)
So, here I present a part of my Cher & Sherlock character study. These guys are from NeXus (created by the one and only @mr-laveau which can be found on their youtube channel). This mostly is just me seeing how my Characterizations of these two listener characters play out with one another. That and I have been itching to write something NeXus related since the second video on the channel. Anyway:
The clock ticked on the wall. There was the occasional shout from outside the apartment. Cher sat at the table, shoulders rigid, fingers tapping the wood beneath them impatiently. The wood was smooth under their arm, the back of the chair digging into their shoulder blades. They wanted to keep moving. They wanted out of here. They wanted to keep everyone safe.
Cher was dropped off at Alonzo’s and his partner’s place to be babysat, despite what Uriah told them. He said it was for their safety but they felt Uriah didn’t trust them, or that he thought they couldn’t take care of themselves. It was humiliating. Not to mention this was probably putting the lovers out of their way just to be there with them. They did not want to do that to them. They were not worth the amount of effort the two vampires were putting into them.
Suddenly, a mug was placed before them, snapping out of their thoughts. Owl, what Cher has taken to calling Alonzo’s partner, took the seat across from them, a matching mug in their hands. They were silent, not looking at Cher. Their presence wasn’t… unwanted, but Cher still felt on edge. Their fingers stopped tapping. They couldn’t help but analyze the situation, Owl’s body language, the way they kept their eyes on the mug in their hands, the mug that was left suspended between the two of them. But Owl just fucking sat there.
The silence lasted for a few more moments.
“It’s just hot chocolate, I’m not trying to kill you,” Owl said, those eyes finally glancing at them. “Thought you might like something to do than just sitting here.”
(You will probably be able to find this fic soon on my AO3 :D)
And now my favourite part of this: the part where I get to show off my OCS. If you haven't seen anything before these two are my god characters. They are the sole reason why in my world anything exists. They are literally my heart and soul you guys i don't know if you understand. ANYWAY, snippet of the creation of the Strix:
Terra had been messing around with different designs for a bit, shaping and reshaping the clay in her hands in an almost bored manner. None of the designs were sticking out to her, and weren’t exactly how she was picturing things. Normally, this wasn’t such a problem. She was usually able to perfectly recreate what she was thinking. However, each time she did just that she found that the design was impractical, or didn’t look the way she imagined it would. In all honesty it was starting to irk her quite a bit.
She was about to give up on the design, but tried one more time. This one was also imperfect, but… Terra thought it had potential. It was a small, winged creature that Terra was going for, but there were a few things that she fixed or added. One of them was a short, curved, needle sharp beak. The other was sharper talons as well. After messing with the colours for a bit, making them a clash of green’s and blue’s, Terra brought the prototype to life. It slowly became mobile, turning it’s head from side to side, watching Terra curiously. Terra held out a finger to it, and it readily hopped over onto it, turning back to Terra and giving a small chirp.
Terra grinned, mouth stretching wide as she watched her creation. “Well, hello, little one,” Terra said gently. “You’re not as big as some of your cousins, but I think you look absolutely adorable.”
The creature chirped in response.
Terra only smiled wider, nose scrunching in the process. “Well then, what shall we name you and your siblings? Hm? Any ideas?”
The creature didn’t respond, only tilting it’s head in the other direction. Terra pursed her lips as she thought.
“What about… finches? No, that’s a bit to human sounding. We need something different.” Terra hummed, reaching up to gently stroke her fingers over the creature’s feathers. She had gotten an idea, and her eyes lit up. “Oh, what about Strix? That’s a fun sounding name. What do you think?” The creature chirped again, and Terra smiled. “I’m so glad. We’ll have to tell Caelus next time we see him, I did promise I’d keep him-”
“Tell me what?” Caelus asked, beside her all of a sudden. He settled next to her on the ground, eyes immediately falling to the Strix. “Never mind. I figured it out.”
Terra gave a sheepish smile, holding out the Strix. “Don’t you think he’s cute, though?”
Caelus didn’t seem like he did. He was never very good at hiding his feelings, especially not from her. “He’s… something,” Caelus said.
Terra swatted at his arm playfully. “Be nice at least. He’s technically yours too.”
Caelus looked spooked by the prospect, however he didn’t have time to comment on it before the Strix was hopping onto his knee. Caelus held as still as possible, eyes not leaving the thing.
“Aw! He likes you!” Terra gushed.
“And, uh… what is he, exactly?” Caelus asked.
“I call them Strix,” Terra said matter-of-factly, but she was already getting distracted.
Caelus stayed like that, staring down this creature. If he was honest, he actually didn’t mind this one all that much. It was a bit of an eyesore, but he was a bit smaller than the others. It was roughly the size of half his forearm in height. A manageable size. The creature chirped at him, and Caelus couldn’t help but give a small smile, reaching forward to cautiously stroke the feathers on the creature’s head. It looked like a freaky bird, he commented to himself.
Terra’s words caught up to him then, and he snapped his gaze to her. “I’m sorry, them? What do you mean them?”
“There’s more than one,” Terra said, like it was obvious, “I just haven’t had the time to make them. But-” She trailed off, taping the ground in front of her, at the feet of a few dozen more. They came to life in a blink, all staring at their companion and at Caelus. It was only a second more before Caelus was swarmed in a flurry of feathers and wings. Terra gasped, watching as the creatures settled and Caelus was covered with the birds.
Caelus did not look happy. Terra tried to keep her giggling subdued.
“Get them off,” Caelus said through his teeth.
“I don’t know, I think this look suits you,” Terra snickered.
“Terra-”
“Okay okay,” Terra said, though her amusement was still evident. She rose to her knees, hands reaching for the creatures, fanning them away or moving them herself. “Come on guys, you heard him. Shoo. Go.”
Caelus was relieved when they were all gone, but he was still grumpy. Terra giggled again.
“Oh come on, It wasn’t that bad! Stop being so grumpy. I saw you smiling at the first one, I know you secretly like them,” Terra teased.
“I do not,” Caelus denied.
“Uh-huh, okay, whatever you say big guy.”
Terra’s amusement was cut short when one of the Strix flew over and pecked at her neck.
“Ow!” She cried out, hand flying to the spot. She frowned at the creature who fluttered in front of her, looking up with that curious gaze of theirs. She pulled her hand away, only for it to come back smeared with blood. Her frown deepened even more.
“Are you okay?” Caelus asked, concern in his tone, half reaching toward her out of habit.
“Yeah,” Terra said, more mystified than in pain. “They shouldn’t… they probably don’t know better. They were just created after all.”
Caelus still seemed wary, but Terra didn’t allow for the conversation to continue. Instead, she started herding the birds up to place in a temporary home until she felt like they could join the rest of the world. It was going to be a while before they were accustomed to their new world, and Terra also had to train them on a few things to keep them safe.
This will be fine, Terra could feel it in her very core.
If you wanna read more, I also have this story about Terra and her realization that Vampires exist.
that is all I have, but but I love talking about my things and am open to any questions, and like I said i'd love to see y'alls work too!!
Hello! My name is Pluto (They/Them) and I'm a writer/creator for different fandoms. These fandoms are constantly changing and often there is more than one, but as of right now you’ll see a lot of RP Audio content (Redacted Audio, Castle Audios, NeXus, Noderum Records, as a few examples), Good Omens, and the occasional Supernatural and Percy Jackson universe posts. Right now I’m writing a lot of Redacted Audio fanfics/headcanons/oneshots as well as sharing a bit of original content for the world that i’m currently developing! I’m hoping my fanfics branch out a bit but I make no promises because I’m comfortable writing RA (Milo/Sweetheart fics, specifically) things and once I’m comfortable it can be years before I write another fandom/paring.
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okay, always liked the idea of WIP Wednesday but hated the format of it, so imma do my own thing. It probably won't be a weekly thing but every once in a while I might update something here or there and wish to share it.
Latest Fic posted: Let Me (I Will) a Milo/Sweetheart fic that showcases the struggles of Demi!Sweetheart because really what else do you expect from me atp
WIP Contnet!
Now onto the good stuff. I could post fic wips but I post snippets all the time so that doesn't count very much. However, I do have a silly little world that I've been cooking up, and it would be encouraging if I could talk about it a little bit here and there :D SO here's what I have for y'all this time:
Daimons (Daemons, Demons) are one of my favourite creations (keywords: one of) and I'm so excited to talk about them. Here's a smol rundown.
Daimons were originally created by Terra to “bridge the gap” between The Hellish and the Humans. There are four main pillars: Dike which is justice, Eros which is love, Mnemosyne which is memory, and Thanatos which is death. There are three subgroups, one that is an extension of Mnemosyne. These are: Hypnos, power over one’s sleep, and the extension to Mnemosyne; Eris, which is to represent strife/rage, which are often demonic bodyguards; and Hygeia which is a representation of health.
And, as a lil treat, a little bit about a Daimon's appearance: All Daimons that coalesce in Panchaia will have a mark by their left temple. This mark is thought to be the mark of Terra herself, as a parting gift. Daimons can have wings, tails, horns, and scales depending on what pilar they represent, but it is also personalized. No one daimon looks similar.
I'd also be open to questions about these sillies because I am itching for excuses to talk about them, but that is up to yall if you're interested enough.
Anyway, that's all from me, see ya on the next installment whenever that may be <3
