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lesuccube · 6 months

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➚ 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐊 𝐃 : ᴀᴜ-ᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ — ᴘɪɴᴘʀɪᴄᴋꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — what would you do if you discovered someone close to you was a mass murdering vampire ?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 — dark trojan [ read at your own risk ! ]

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 — not beta'd , constructive criticism is welcomed . reblogs and comments are appreciated .

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 — 0.4k

there's a certain aspect to miguel that leaves you slightly baffled at times. you know he works long hours at alchemax, sometimes to the point where he'll even stay the night or two but on days he comes home, he's… different.

he becomes snappy and snarky, his usual towering height hunched over, tanned skin a shade lighter from how much he forgets to take care of himself, eyes sunken and discolored and if you look even closer, the slight protruding canines he tries to hide by mumbling whenever he speaks.

but after a few hours of going on a ‘walk’, usually during the night, he comes home looking alright again like he didn't look like he was about to be on his deathbed. standing tall again, his hulking frame towering almost everybody around him. most nights then he'll come back looking normal again, appearance and behavior-wise… save for the way his usual brown eyes border a red hue under the light.

the supernatural don't exist on this earth. lots of robotic stuff and ai, yes, but werewolves and vampires? what year are you living in? twilight’s just not it on earth-928.

but slowly and surely, there's been mass reports about random strangers being found dead in dark alleyways. according to the police, they're drained of their blood with two puncture marks on their neck. nobody wants to say it, but it's definitely a vampire. but how would a vampire survive in a world like in nueva york?

it's a city of constant progress and although there are lots of nooks and crannies to hide in, the sun here is bright and blazing and it will touch every dark corner of nueva york. who among the population is the culprit?

well, you definitely didn't expect it to be your miguel that's for sure.

you were never supposed to find out about his secret. you didn't mean to wake up, cold and alone in your shared bedroom that night. you didn't mean to walk in on him in the kitchen with his face and clothes all bloodied.

you didn't mean to make a noise, a gasp of surprise, a squeak on the floorboards. you didn't mean to make him hear you. you didn't mean to catch his attention.

the way his head snapped in your direction. eyes wide, not like a deer caught in headlights, but one of an alert predator, his irises as red as the blood that stained his being. the way his body stills and his lips curl into a snarl, revealing a set of canines the same as the puncture marks they've been showing on the news.

you didn't mean to find out, you really didn't, but you've just made yourself his next target.

"i'm sorry querida but i can't let anyone snitch on me. you understand right? this is for your own good too."

#👤 — user : kira #💾 — local disk d : au-ctober #across the spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara fanfiction #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o'hara angst

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sconkitty · 6 months

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I find it morally alerting that no one has wrote any 80/90s edgy halloween movie AUs this SPOP-ctober...

#spop #she ra and the princesses of power #catradora #catra x adora

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amandinemoon · 6 months

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This one is gold to me ❤️

George and Lili, my beloved.

Btw ! I'm currently working on a AU-ctober with them, so a lot lot of fanart will be posted about them in different universes <3

#booklr #my writing #harry potter #harry potter fanwork #ao3 #harry potter fanfiction #weasley twins #george weasley #elisabeth alverton #digital illustration

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solangelo-hub · 2 years

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Hi!! Any fics yall can recommend like Gatesofembers' arranged marriage au?

Could be anything really, uh royalty or arranged marriage.. or heavy world building

I really like their characterization, it's beyond amazing so this ask should be a fic rec too haha - but yeah um anything like that would be cool!! If you can !!!

This is a cool blog thanks lmao <33

(sorry for the late response lol)

off the top of my head, here are some suggestions for royalty/heavy world building fics:

all these others gonna tear me apart - RegretfullyRegretful (@marbleheavy)

royalty fics in general:

there's something wretched about this (something so precious about this) - @buoyantsaturn

au-ctober 2019 (chapter 2) - wordsofink on ao3

royalty fics with arranged marriage:

sunshine tales (chapter 19) - wordsofink on ao3

and for kicks (idk if this counts as royalty, technically) a princess bride au:

This True, True Love Makes You Come Rushing - the_oncoming_stormageddon on ao3

anyone with additional suggestions, please feel free to reblog or reply with links!

#ask #anonymous #fic rec #rec list

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redsdesktop · 6 years

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AU-ctober: Day 1

Masterlist

Pairing: RK800, RK800-60, RK900

AU: Bloodborne

Warnings: Mild Violence.

Ever since they came to this accursed town, it was one nightmare after another, never ending in its horrors. Connor pulled the thinner version of the Holy Blade from the beast that had once been a resident of this diseased and cursed city. Reaching up with one hand he pulled the cloth that covered his lower face down so he could get a decent breath. However, the unfiltered air reeked of rotting flesh and despair, he was beginning to lose hope that this cursed town would ever return to its former glory. Not that he'd seen it before everything had went down. All the evidence he found pointed to some mystical source, otherworldly and yet he wasn't certain the secrets the church kept from them. What could turn people into such monstrosities. What exactly was in this cure all blood?

"If you keep losing yourself in your head, Connor, something might sneak up and get you." Collin's gloved hands grabbed at his shoulders, giving him a playful shake, rousing him from his thoughts. Connor shook his head, taking out a rag from his long coat's pocket to wipe his blade clean of the rotting blood. He had woke up on a table beside Collin, with no real memories of a previous life. When they had stumbled out of the exam room they had been assaulted by a creature they had never seen before, either due to memory loss or the vague knowledge that something wasn't right. Together they slayed the beast and had become inseparable ever since. It was a good thing too, in this hellish realm, help was hard to come by and danger lurked around every corner.

"Why else would I keep you around Collin if not to watch my back?" Connor retorted as he sheathed his blade across his back once more. Collin was in the same hunter garb as he, making them almost identical, their dark attire and tattered hats making them look almost like wraiths in the night. They might as well be, they worked together in near silence, traversing the streets in some vain attempt to cleanse this town of all the vile creatures that inhabited it. It had taken some time, but he soon realized that these were no beasts that had crawled out from the unknown depths of horror stories, but they had indeed once been townsfolk, losing their minds to the old blood and disease. If it had only been crazed townsfolk and transformed beasts of medium size though, it maybe wouldn't be so difficult.

Connor walked up the crumbling steps before him, the architecture had once been grand but now lay in ruin. He'd been up these steps time and time before to face the beast that lay inside. He didn't know how or why, but he was not allowed to escape this nightmare as every time he died, he would return and he kept the memories of each death, no matter how brutal or painful they were. Collin seemed to be able to appear like it didn't bother him, but Connor knew better, he could see the fear every time they woke up in the graveyard, gasping for air as f taking a breath for the first time. It was taking a toll on them, both tried to be steady and strong for the other while the suffered in silence. What else was there to do? They had tried to find a way to escape but the only way out was a destroyed bridge over a bottomless ravine.

Connor looked up at the great doors that lead inside where the great white beast lay inside, waiting for them. However, this time there was a hunched figure, it didn't seem like the usual townsfolk, not with that blade in his hand. It was far too well crafted to be something a simple townsperson would have. It could only mean another hunter, they hadn't run across another hunter yet, only heard stories on them from the ill, still sane but dying remnants of the townsfolk. Connor took a few quick steps up the stairs, it appeared the man was injured, had he gone to face the beast inside alone? A dangerous feat seeing how Connor and Collin had yet to defeat it even with their combined power.

"Greetings, are you a fellow hunter?" Connor called out, not getting too close, trust had been something he didn't hand out too freely these days, not when he watched seemingly weak humans morph into ravenous beasts before his very eyes.The other hunter went into a coughing fit, making Connor quickly step back, Collin seemed to stay one step behind Connor, moving back as well. Already Collin had his hands reaching for the beastclaw weapon at his side, far less trusting than Connor. Connor didn't want to have to fight a hunter, he thought by some miracle that hunters would be immune to the change. Collin seemed to play a even balance with his partial transformations and returning back to normal once the fight was done. The hunter before them slowly straightened up, looking over at them and Connor could see the madness in his eyes.

Before Connor could even pull out his blade, the other hunter lunged down upon him, withdrawing his blade in the desire to cut Connor in twain. Collin was faster though, shoving Connor to the side as the beast claw was already in hand, his arms rippling with corrupted beastly power, fur sprouting out from the busted seams of his long coat. Sparks flew in the dimness of the eternal night as the blade scraped harmlessly off the skeletal remains that created Collin's weapon. By then, Connor had already drawn the smaller blade from its larger sheath. The sheath in itself could be used as a larger sword, but he reserved that for larger beasts or slower moving targets. The hunter before them was quick, needing the smaller, single handed blade. The terrain they were fighting on wasn't the best either, the deteriorating steps that threatened to crumble beneath their soft leather boots, uneven and difficult to gain balance on. However, the two worked with practiced skill even with such odds against them.

Connor and Collin began to fight back, Collin with brutal and quick slashes that would leave grievous wounds with no real precision while Connor slices and stabbed with more precise movements, their tactics were to bleed their opponent to a weakened state. However, even with the both of them and their well timed execution, the other hunter seemed to be handling both of them at the same time with ease, speaking volumes of his expertise and experience. The other hunter even managed to land a few strikes of his own on the pair, but it didn't deter them. In this world it was fight with everything they had, even to their last breath because mercy didn't exist here, only death. Connor took a step forward to make a downward slice with his blade, only to find the stone stair beneath his foot crumble beneath his weight, sending him stumbling down the staircase after losing his balance.

With only Collin, the hunter had and advantage, especially with Collin briefly distracted by Connor's disappearance. The stranger kicked out, slamming his foot into Collin's chest sending him over the side railing, Collin crashed into the decayed garden below with a heavy thud. The hunter began to make his way down the steps, dragging his blade across the stone as if he wasn't all there, the only target left in his sights now was Connor who was slowly pushing himself up to his feet. Connor's lifted a hand, swiping the blood from his busted forehead out of his eyes, attempting to clear his vision so he could attack the man coming for him. It was difficult as he wanted to pass out the moment he pushed himself up onto his feet. Even though he knew he'd only come back, Connor didn't want to die, it was painful and each time it wore away at his sanity. However, he couldn't see himself winning this, without Collin at his side against a formidable foe, there wasn't any chance. Fear skittered up like a chill along his spine as he braced himself for another death.

The other hunter seemed to sense Connor's despair and grew more confident in his insanity, bold strides as he raised his blade to impale Connor upon it. Before he could, there was a slight glimmer of steel that Connor barely caught sight of in his light headed state. The man paused, the sword falling from his limp fingers, clattering to the stone at their feet. Soon after, the head rolled forward off his shoulders to land with a soft thud beside the fallen blade. The rest of the body fell to its knees before Connor as if praying for mercy to him, only to be nudged aside by a black leather boot. Connor looked up to see a eerie sight, a man stood before him with a bone white skull of a bird concealing his face. It was the last thing Connor remembered before he himself crumbled to the ground, losing consciousness.

When Connor came too, his head was pounding, a sign that he hadn't died. When he tried to push himself up into a sit, a firm hand pushed him to return to laying on the bed. "Collin?" Connor asked in confusion, the room was dark and it made it impossible to see who was there. A match struck, giving little light before it was held into a oil lantern, the oil soaked cloth flared to life, making the room brighter. He looked up at the figure sitting beside his bed, the facial features were familiar but he was definitely not Collin. Gray eyes stared down at him coolly with a tinge of concern. His attire was near pitch black with a mantle of raven feathers gracing his broad shoulders. Connor frowned, this was a stranger but he didn't seemed maddened like all the rest, while that was a curious thought, Connor had more important questions to ask.

"Where's Collin?" Connor demanded, since the man had insisted he remain laying down, which was for a good reason since Connor felt on the verge of passing out again. The stranger grabbed the lantern and held it up, illuminating the room more to reveal Collin was still passed out on another bed nearby.

"He landed on spikes when he fell, he is lucky to be alive." The low voice easily slipped past those lips, quiet as to not to disturb the sleeping Collin. Connor wanted to get up and check on Collin himself though, they'd been through so much together that it was difficult not to reach out for him. "He will be alright, I've tended to his wounds and now all he needs is just some rest for now." The man reassured, making Connor's eyes turn towards the stranger again, studying him. What motives did he have in saving them? Connor had yet to meet anyone who didn't outright attack them or wanted something from them.

"Who are you? Why did you save us? What do you want?" Connor pressed for direct answers from the mysterious man who had cleanly cut a man's head off with one swing of his blade. Though the crazed hunter had been distracted with Connor, but still, the feat was impressive.

"My name is Conrad, I am a Hunter of Hunters. I make sure to end any hunter that falls from grace, though lately... it has been quite a busy schedule." Conrad frowned a bit, looking down at Connor with tension making his lips turn into a thin line. "I have been following the pair of you for some time, Most hunters do not last as long as you have without falling into the madness. Though, the more I watched the pair of you interact and move in tandem, I must admit I grew a little envious." Conrad admitted, glancing away briefly as if ashamed of having such a feeling. "I would like to offer my assistance to you two, I only ask to be able to remain at your sides."

Connor turned his head away from a moment, his fingers fidgeting with the hem of the blanket covering him, a habit he had whenever he was in thought. His first instinct was to not trust Conrad, mostly because it was hard to trust anyone in this hellish place. However, if he stopped trusting people, stopped trying to help others, would he be any better than the mindless beasts crawling the streets? He'd set out to clean Yharnam, to return it to whatever glory it had been before, to help those in need. Not only that but Conrad had exceptional skill, to be trained to fight and kill hunters who were already highly trained for combat. It would be a valuable asset to have around, their chances of dying would diminish. Finally, Connor turned his attention back on the patiently waiting Hunter, his gaze steady and firm.

"I think it would be wise for us to stick together. By the way, my name is Connor and that's Collin, pleasure to meet you, Conrad." Connor nodded firmly to reaffirm his decision, in this nightmare, he needed more help, needed help to keep himself and Collin safe. Another blade, an experienced one might help them escape this hellscape and return to something more peaceful, though Connor couldn't remember a time that wasn't pure madness.

"The pleasure is all mine, Connor."

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sungmee · 3 years

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Reverse AU!

Last time I touched my reverse AU was October 2019 and lord, its definitely been a while. But I went back and decided to revamp it on a whim and unfortunately, I have fallen in love with them again

#good omens #ineffable husbands #reverse omens #my art

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jupiterix · 3 years

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are you by any chance currently writing anything? i loved all the fics you have written so far!

Hey anon! thanks for your ask 🥺 I hope this ask is not sitting here for long because I haven't checked my tumblr in days. But to answer your question...yes! I'm writing, in fact, I had a very productive 2 weeks of writing in a row (shockingly) 🤭 but I'm afraid I'll only be able to post new content by October.

A spoiler for what you can expect from me is below the cut if anyone is interested.

I'll for sure post the final chapter of the Princess Diaries au soon, and @libradoodle1 and I plan to post the 2nd chapter of Hit The Jackpot this week. Aside from that... I have three drabble asks sitting in my inbox, two oneshots outlined for the October event, one collab with @moondancer71 that we are planning to post by the end of October and I'm always playing with some drafts... I think at least one of them I plan to post at the beginning of October. (So yeah, October will be a good month 🥰) I'm just terrible at focusing on one thing to finish 🤭 but I hope my muse focus soon on a forbidden love oneshot that I've been dreaming of writing for like forever now.

Me and Moon, are also full of ideas for new potential collabs 🤣 I can assure you at least one of them we will write! You may want to follow her because she is always making moodboards and you might find some spoiler in there 😏.

Thanks for the ask!

#ask jupiter #this ask made me so happy 🥺#gonna open my google docs and focus on my things right now

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buoyantsaturn · 4 years

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Ahahaha happy Halloween! :) and thank you so much for co-hosting au-ctober (and to your co-hosts as well) I was just thinking about I’m in Hell the other day, and you’ve updated :) and it’s so cute :) I love the story so much, and I could probably honestly keep rereading it :) and I’ve loved all of your other fics, too (even the one where you killed Nico (and will) a few times haha) I hope you’ve been doing well :) and have a great start to your November :) blessings and warm hugs :)

HAPPY HALLOWEEN I DONT CARE IF ITS JANUARY!!!!

god i wish i had the motivation to finish i’m in hell,,,,,, i’m SO close,,,,,, i was THIS close to updating it in november too,,, and then i Did Not do that,,,,,, maybe before i graduate college,,,,,,

thank you and i hope you had a good november! (and december,,,,, and january,,,,,,,,,,)

#ask #wordsofink #anonymous #i'm in hell

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a-wondrous-future-project · 5 years

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Au-ctober, Day 9!!

Monsters vs Humans

Kazuya - Bounty Hunter

#auctober #october #kazuya (fnm)#fushigi na mirai #my art #sekaiwakireina #alternate universe #artists on tumblr #warning: blood #warning: eye horror #horror #not what i'd call it. but if it bothers anyone that's a more common tag

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sekaiwakireina · 5 years

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Au-ctober, Day 3!!

Haunted Doll

Mathew - Puppet

#auctober #october #mathew (fnm)#fushigi na mirai #alternate universe #my art #sekaiwakireina

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sunshineraccoon · 7 months

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Day 6: Dulcie Collins and Eddie Redcliffe from Deadloch in an X-Files AU

#deadloch #inktober #inktober 2023 #AU-ctober #dulcie collins #eddie redcliffe #x files

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lesuccube · 6 months

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➚ 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐊 𝐃 : ᴀᴜ-ᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ — ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ , ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 — a treat for you and your lover .

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 — fluff infection

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 — not beta'd , constructive criticism is welcomed . reblogs and comments are appreciated .

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 — 0.5k

baker!steven who loves making you treats and sneaks them into your lunch bag without you knowing.

baker!steven who makes the most of his goodies gluten free but will occasionally (read: every time you ask for baked treats) indulge your request to make them sugary and sweet.

baker!steven who would spend sleepless nights in the kitchen concocting new recipes.

baker!steven who, with enough encouragement from you, opens up a shop after his sudden unemployment from the museum.

baker!steven who cried upon hearing that you had used up most of your lifesavings to get him a quaint spot downtown with a busy enough street that guarantees him a steady flow of customers.

baker!steven who promised to pay you back for your investment and won't take no for an answer which in the end resulted into agreeing to open a joint account so his 'debt' would be put to other uses like your shared responsibilities like rent, groceries and for emergencies.

baker!steven who absolutely adores his shop, making sure to keep his customers saitisfied with quality food (he has two menus, separating gluten free items for the vegan options).

baker!steven who makes friends with his regulars, chatting up with the old ladies that come in for afternoon tea and crumpets, helping college students to the best he can but absolutely enjoys it when they ask help for history subjects and entertains little children with ancient egyptian trivias and gives them tiny trinkets for free.

baker!steven who refused to serve donna when she came in for coffee after the horrible treatment she had given him when he used to work at the museum.

baker!steven who closed shop for a few hours to call you up looking for comfort because seeing donna so suddenly after finally recovering from what he had endured from her before shook him.

baker!steven who would most definitely close the bakery after lunch rush to personally visit you at work to hand you a basket full of extra baked goods to share with your co-workers.

baker!steven who loves when fall arrives because he gets to decorate the shop in fall amd halloween themes and gets to experiment baking with different pans and cookie cutters.

baker!steven who eventually experiments with learning how to make drinks so the equipment you had gotten him will be put to good use until he learns the hard way that brewing coffee is not good for his autistic brain.

baker!steven who would hire a barista instead to make the drinks and gets along with them, gives them free treats during lunch break and gives them leftovers from the day's batch.

baker!steven who eventually joins the farmers market after getting enough recognition from customers in his street and encouragement from aunties from the neighborhood.

baker!steven who had to close his stall after just a few hours because he had sold out all of his baked batches for the day.

baker!steven who 100% loves his new career path.

baker!steven who would drop by the street act he used to talk to after work hours from the museum to give him a goodie bag and a big tip just because.

baker!steven who waits for you before closing up for the day so he can dance with you between counters and tables, murmuring sweet, sweet love to your ears in between laughter and feeds you a small fresh batch of your favorite cookies before walking back to his place hand in hand with you.

#👤 — user : kira #💾 — local disk d : au-ctober #moon knight #moon knight x reader #moon knight fanfiction #moon knight imagine #moon knight fluff #steven grant #steven grant x reader #steven grant fanfiction #steven grant imagine #steven grant fluff

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fruitbatwalton · 6 years

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Click here for the Ralph's Life website

Tracks from the Top Ten Blogged Bands are played

every Sunday 5-7pm on Radio KC as part of

Ralph's Indie Show.

LISTEN TO LAST WEEK'S TOP 10 HERE

AS PLAYED ON RADIO KC - 29.10.17

RALPH'S BRAND NEW TOP 10 CHART

Published on 4.11.17 and as played after

RALPH'S INDIE SHOW on RADIO KC - 5.11.17 - from 5-7pm

No 1: Purest

Yielding more swagger than a Kevin Shields customized Jazzmaster, the intense sounds of Sheffield guitar bandits Purest have come knocking firmly at the door of mainstream radio with new single Waiting For to be released later this month.

The Sheffield 4-piece’ debut made such an overwhelming first impression on Gary Powell of The Libertines that he, along with label partner Wayne Clarke, signed them to their label 25 Hour Convenience Store Records for their second full release.

No 2 Snippet

Colchester's favourite son Johnno Casson aka Snippet is the uncrowned king of feelgood pop-esque music and his latest album Human Good isn't bucking that trend.

Johnno takes you on a journey of "people-rich" stories that encompasses a wide array of characters including fraudsters, pimps, prostitutes, drinkers, users and abuser’s and simple everyday folk just trying to make sense of this world.

No 3: Names

Limb by Limb by Pembrokeshire-based duo Names is the follow up single to Backs Turned, a song that has already been played on Ralph's Indie Show on Radio KC. It has been described elsewhere as “a wintry soundscape with all the fluency, space and atmosphere of the Mogwai Les Revenants soundtrack”.

No 4: Lucie Barât

Multi-talented artist Lucie Barât is set to release her new single Take Me Away on 24th November via Alya Records. Being the sister of Carl Barât , of The Libertines fame, music is firmly embedded in Lucie’s blood.

Having always performed in bands, combining a love of writing and performing, Lucie has recorded with legendary David Bowie producer, Mark Plati and more recently with The Au Revoirs.

No 5: PAVES

London four-piece PAVES are set to release their new single Baby via the reformed This Feeling Records, digitally as of now and on limited edition 7” vinyl on November 17th.

BABY is an upbeat, ready made guitar classic that wouldn’t be out of place in a feel good, Hollywood rock n roll movie. Speaking on the track, the band said, "Baby went down a blast all summer.

No 6: CHROMA

South Wales trio CHROMA set to release their explosive new single Vampires October 27th via Datod Records with the track already available to download.

Vampires is their first release since playing the BBC R1 Introducing Stages at Reading & Leeds Festival 2017. Needless to say Ralph's giving Vampires a spin on the Radio KC Indie Show so tune in on Sunday 5th November for the Bonfire Night Special from 5-7pm UK time.

No 7: Charlotte Carpenter

Shelter is the lead single taken from the new EP by Charlotte Carpenter and it's Ralph's favourite video this week. The EP is released 20th October 2017 on 10" vinyl and you can pre-order your copy here: SHELTER See Charlotte Carpenter on tour throughout October and November...

Tickets: Charlotte Carpenter Tour

Directed by Joe Phipps

No 8: Bad Llama

Bad Llama are an alternative rock/metal band formed in 2016 based in Burton Upon Trent.

They are both aggressive and melodic in their approach to song writing finding a unique balance in within their sound.

Influences range from bands such as Incubus, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Korn, Tool, Faith No More, Rage Against The Machine and Bring Me The Horizon.

No 9: Bud Sugar

Ralph's favourite video this week is the Bud Sugar 'Masterpiece' of their fans fave track VIRAL. They hijacked 25 of the most iconic online VIRAL moments from recent years to create an unexpected collaboration with their viral heroes!

No 10: Rosie Bans

If you were a fan of Sophisti-pop back in the 80's when bands ranging from Swing Out Sister and Prefab Sprout to The Blue Nile and Everything But The Girl ruled the charts, then you're going to love Identify Yourself; the debut album by young, flame-haired Glasgow songstress Rosie Bans.

The album is funded by Creative Scotland and it's ethos falls in line with that of Ralph's Life regarding mental health awareness.

#IFTTT #Blogger

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honyamwela · 7 years

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redsdesktop · 6 years

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AU-ctober: Day 3

Masterlist

Warnings: Blood, gore, violence, mild swearing.

Pairings: RK800, RK900-60, RK900

AU: Werewolves

Blood splattered over the blanket of dead leaves and moss that covered the forest floor, the life blood reflecting the eerie yellow light from the low hanging full moon that filtered through the barren trees. The branches, vacant of leaves, sent haunting shadows across the land beneath, the old wood groaning under the howl of the chilled wind as he assaulted the forest harshly. The nocturnal animals were silent, holding their breath to avoid being detected by the monsters that were on the prowl this night. However, they were not interested in animals for prey, they had hunted down a designated target that had fled into the woods, fearing for its life. Beneath the sound of the rustling branches and calling wind was the sound of flesh being torn apart and bones crunching beneath a unstoppable force.

Huddled around a now indistinguishable body were masses of lean muscle beneath thick, rippling fur. Ghoulish eyes burned in the darkness like ghastly lanterns warning of death. Red, gold, and blue all focused on the meal strewn apart over the ground. There was no polite sharing among these beasts, the thundering growls of warning to ward off each other as they attempted to get the best parts. The dark brown furred beast would nip and snap, but that alone seemed enough to warn off the other two. The lighter brown furred one was more aggressive, constantly encroaching on the near black furred one. It was no surprise that within an instant a fight broke out.

Snarls ripped through the silent forest and sod and rotting earth was kicked up as the two wolven beasts fought for dominance over the other. Saliva tinted red from their meal flew as jaws snapped wildly, tearing into the loose flesh of each other with an intent to gain some sort of submission. Ivory fangs as thick as two fingers put together had the power to easily pierce flesh and tear into it with precise bites. The darker furred one seemed larger and quickly gaining the upper hand as the slightly smaller, lighter furred one scrambled with his back against the ground, now realizing that he was at the losing end of the fight but not wanting to submit either. Blue eyes blazed like fire at the defiance presented to him as he used his greater weight to continue to hold the dominant position against the wildly thrashing epsilon beneath him.

In the meantime, the omega was taking advantage of the two others that were distracted, using it as an opportunity to get the best parts of their kill. His back teeth sawed bits of flesh off before tossing his head back to swallow the bits he cut off with his back cutting teeth. He paid hardly any mind to the to rolling over the littered remains of their kill strewn out about the area in a gory mess, fighting between those two was far too common of an occurrence for him to be bothered. They had hunted for hours, stalking their prey, herding him from the city through the winding maze of back alleys and vacant streets until they chased him out of the suburbs and into the woods where no one had heard it scream in horror before the pack of wolves tore into him with ease.

The omega lifted his head, ears rotating forward as he perked up. Glowing red eyes surveyed the forest, having heard something. There. Someone was shouting, calling out, searching. The omega let out a huff of air to gain the attention of the fighting alpha and epsilon nearby. Instantly the pair ceased their fighting, the epsilon scrambling to get back to his feet so he could be on guard from the chuffed warning. They focused in on the noise, listening in to see who would dare into the woods at night. Though, upon recognizing the voice, the omega was first to respond, raising up slightly on his hind legs, tipping his head back to let out a long howl to respond to the shouting. Soon the other two wolven beasts joined into the haunting howling, the chorus rising up in the dark forest.

One might be intimidated by the sound of unearthly hounds of hell howling to the moon and the shouting ceased. However, the three wolves continued to howl off and on, singing a symphony of a hunt complete to the stars above. They only quietened down when they heard the sounds of footsteps crunching the damp leaves, a flashlight raised from the forest floor, putting light to the massacre the laid strewn out over the forest floor. The three wolves were obviously larger than the average wolf, their limbs a combination of grotesque beast and human. Blood matted their flur, but it wasn't red, it was an inky black, almost like oil splattered over their muzzles and clawed hands. The light from the flashlight, cause their eyes to shift, glowing in the shadows but without pupils.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ, what did I say about eating demons?" Hank's voice pierced the darkness, the grizzled old human hunter toed a bit of flesh on the ground with a boot, making a disgusted face. It would seem slightly odd that a human was talking to a pack of werewolves like they were domesticated dogs, but it seemed to be working. All three looked away guiltily, the dark brown furred omega and light brown furred epsilon had their tails curled slightly, even the near black alpha seemed to turn his head away in guilt. Hank moved over the debris on the ground, reaching up to cuff the alpha across the nose, a bold move no one else would dare.

"I expected more out of you, Conrad." He gruffed out, the alpha lowering his head slightly, only a subtle show of submission before the real pack leader of their family."I already know its a failed job trying to get Connor and Collin to keep from eating the demons before we can properly send them back, but I thought you'd at least has some god damn sense."

Hank shook his head and walked over the the general mass of the remains of the demon, reaching into his inner coat pocket to pull out a small flask. He didn't drink it, instead he opened it and dumped the holy oil over the corpse which hissed and writhed, still alive while it had been feasted upon, unable to keep the wolves at bay. Tucking the flask away, Hank then pulled out a matchbook, lighting a match and flicking it onto the writhing corpse so it burst into flames. Now that he had properly disposed of the demon, he turned back to the three werewolves. "Well? I don't have all god damn night, get changed so we can go home. I can't fit all of you lumbering beasts in my car and I'm not leaving you out here to get into more trouble."

With chuffs of understanding, the three began to gruesome transformation. It wasn't a pretty sight, nothing graceful or fluid about the shifting and rearranging of bones and muscles. Snapping, groans, and popping echoed through the silent forest. Fur withdrew, giving way to smooth skin, two warmer skin tones and one paler with a lack of blemishes. Hank hated it when the fur disappeared before the transformation was complete, the skin allowed him to see the bone shifting and pressing against the tissue. All three were panting on their hands and knees, saliva oozing from muzzles that began to shrink with teeth shifting painfully. It didn't look very comfortable or painless as the whines and inhuman cries were anything to go by.

It took about a minute for them to finally return to their human forms, skin smeared with dirt and inky blood, hair wild and untamed as the looks in their eyes. As usual, Conrad was the first to stand, the quickest to recover as he caught the bag tossed to him from hank. By now Hank always came prepared, seeing how he didn't want to have to deal with three men in the buff, three men he raised from children and considered his own sons, not that he would outright admit it. Conrad pulled out a pair of shorts, tossing one to Collin and Connor who were recovering on the ground still. They pulled on the clothes, they would have more back in Hank's trunk but this would do for now. Now that they were human, Hank dragged a hand over his tired and bearded face.

"I swear, if you three keep running off like that, I'm going to take you all to the vet and put tracking chip right in your asscheeks."

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