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whispereons · 6 months

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Masterlist!

I'm Whispereons and I mainly write yandere Genshin Impact fics. The SAGAU is my long time obsession if it wasn't obvious.

For ease of convenience I will have this masterlist pinned with my works, taglist, and tags used on my blog.

Currently I don't have any rules to abide by. I enjoyed all the comments, reblogs, asks and submissions I received thus far!

Just a warning for anyone new, I advise you to make sure your blog has some form of personalization. Like a profile pic, a sentence saying hello in your bio or even just a single post saying you're human will do. It's to prevent you from getting the report and block combo when I do my spam/porn bot purges.

SAGAU works

Oracle!Reader - with my current editor @serpent-benediction (hopefully) fixing up the older chapters.

Followers Special: 1K

Inazuma:

City - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 Sea - Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Liyue:

City - Part 9, Part 10, Wilderness - Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18 City V2 - Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23, Part 24

(Don't judge my old works too harshly, I really was new at writing!)

Self-aware Genshin Impact Series (incomplete): Warmth, Screen, Team Player, Over This Shit

Oneshots - Another Drink, It's tough to be a God

Normal Yandere Genshin Impact:

Venti/Barbatoes x EOS!Reader: Planned, Protection or Possession?, Control

Tags to use to navigate my posts!

#whisp's amateur work - all of my writing

#sagau oracle au - everything related to my oracle!reader (was implemented late so the first tag is more reliable)

#a whispered response - me answering asks/submissions

#whisp's collection - my personal collection of my fav authors, artists, and anything else. My mindless reblogs aren't tagged with anything to avoid cluttering the tag system.

#peering into the whisp - if I get personal asks, this is the tag I would use

If you regularly sends asks with some way to identify you then I usually give you a tag too.

My taglist for my Oracle!Reader:

If you are in italics, that means I couldn't tag you! That could be due to you being shadow banned or having your settings set to hide you from being searched. I will keep this master list updated with each new user, I truly don't mind tagging you all. It's honestly a nice feeling.

@vvyeislazzy, @nikqi, @the-dumber-scaramouche, @etherisy, @yourlocalstranger123, @ra404, @iruiji, @goldenglow149, @haru-tofuu, @lsleepysimpl, @bebobeboben, @yuyuzi-ling, @amidst-the-tempest, @resident-cryptid, @mxd1zzy, @mochicurls21, @nervouseaglelover, @thedevioussmirk, @yumuramma, @kwqsla, @undecidingfate, @ehjane, @game-savvy, @akiramirae, @liansh3ng, @fluffy-koalala, @formacoon, @sxftiebee, @khxii-i, @ursinaw, @chuuya-brainrot, @sweetbills, @kazuchaos, @snowfoxnix, @bluebelony, @shellofthewell, @pencil-of-ashes, @ghostlyintervention, @taiformaifoe, @goaudduck, @carminerin, @maddysflowers, @zenith-of-all-zenith, @crazydreamcat, @leafanonsforest, @grimreapersscythe, @leylanx, @sapphireknown, @help-whatdoimakemyusername

@zhonglisfruityass, @mer0n37, @victoria1676, @mochinessss, @sinnful-darling, @emilymikado, @pix-stuff, @esthelily, @luxie963, @emmbny, @starsofabundance, @kbar1013, @xxblackroses623xx, @chxrlxtteee, @aludicpoet, @yandematic, @atrcclovsxoxo, @0lshadyl0, @esthelily, @t-rex-red, @ck123, @steadybreadbluebird, @118gremlin, @stratonia, @time-shardz, @farelady-fate, @valeriele3, @francisnyx, @byakuren100, @waveto-earth, @flyingpansaurus, @silverstarred, @iamapotatoe, @ghosthii, @beloveddroplet, @uchihaeirin, @ibelieveinsleep, @idk098, @thefirstonetoeverlikemeback, @toramune, @haaaaaades, @horologiumwise, @melovaaaa, @alittletiredcry, @aphxdea, @atsukawolfcat, @desirabletravel, @pinkpainc, @eccedentesiast-sapphic, @yuyuzi-ling, @hyperfixationwhore

@juuuuuj101010, @avalordream, @kurayamioterasu, @tottybear, @koiikuno, @lynx-of-skies, @quacking-simp, @synthe4u, @kascar-chronicle, @hug4helios, @hug4helios, @silverstarred, @koiikuno, @ithoughtthinks, @remiivx, @lemonade7255, @melpomenelurks, @average-yandere-enjoyer, @mnhao, @fuji-sen, @altumsomnum

#whisp's amateur work #a whispered response #sagau cult au #whisp's collection #peering into the whisp #official masterlist #For those wondering #The cat covering my blog is my dear Obsidian <3 #if he dies #I may actually drop Tumblr #but that's not going to happen as he's young and a housecat #he's living all 18 years estimated #and WOW I didn't expect to have so many liyue chapters #There's just so many people in Liyue that it makes it long #How do ya'll read my stuff??? lol

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silverpaintedstars · 1 year

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I posted 3,649 times in 2022

That's 1,975 more posts than 2021!

618 posts created (17%)

3,031 posts reblogged (83%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@authorofemotion

@accidental-spice

@ladygobpire

@bookdragon1811

@kazoosandfannypacks

I tagged 2,658 of my posts in 2022

Only 27% of my posts had no tags

#silverstars has a queue - 554 posts

#silver has ahold of tumblr and this is what she does - 315 posts

#silver gets an ask - 258 posts

#save - 190 posts

#ask rb - 158 posts

#not my art - 88 posts

#ask game - 43 posts

#yes - 41 posts

#cat - 39 posts

#rogue one my beloved - 38 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#no but ive been craving brownies like nothing else the past month or so and im gonna bake some this weekend so thank you for gifting me

My Top Posts in 2022:

heck yes we are @authorofemotion @bookdragon1811

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hey, you. Yes, you! You reading this post? This is your sign to go be ✨creative✨ and you don’t care what anyone thinks! Paint something! Write something! Be creative and work your mind! You’ll be surprised by what can happen

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I love when new mutuals don’t hesitate to like my posts like yes bestie come in

136 notes - Posted February 25, 2022

now I don’t know who needs to hear this but: no matter how depressed or sad you’re feeling, even if you don’t feel like you can do much to help yourself, some of the smallest steps you can take can help so much. be around your family or people that will love you. don’t isolate yourself. drink water. eat if you’re hungry. go outside and take a walk. don’t be afraid to be around people and don’t be afraid to smile or laugh. it really goes such a long way for your mentality

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My #1 post of 2022

I FOUND ANOTHER PICREW

no pressure tags (and I’m gonna tag everyone I can think of cause I CAN)- @kazoosandfannypacks @bookdragon1811 @authorofemotion @kanerallels @accidental-spice @cielo-estrellado-rebloguear @heckin-music-dork @laughingphoenixleader @distracted-milkshake @wannabcool-blr @bluebellwren @marr-ble @fairytale-lights @taleweaver-ramblings and anyone else lol

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #OF COURS ITS A PICREW #AGAIN #SAME TOP POST AS LAST YEAR #BECAUSE I GOT MORE NOTES #just a little rage

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liminal-psych · 1 year

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First impressions of Arthurian lore, part 2 (again copied from my Facebook posts because I only just started using Tumblr again, this one’s from Nov 25th):

Reading up on Arthurian legend, and…

There are surprisingly few resources of any kind out there on the development of the stories themselves. No books for public consumption, just expensive textbooks and research papers.

Plenty of books retelling the legends in one way or another. Plenty of books on ”who was the real King Arthur / where is the real Camelot” etc, trying to determine historical basis for the stories. Some pagany stuff deriving spirituality and magic from Arthurian lore.

But way fewer other resources than I expected.

And my (rather advanced, thank you) Google skills failed to find me a recommendations list for translations of the various source texts. Which just seems strange. Do people just not engage with the source material with Arthurian legend? Is it just endless derivations and fanfic of fanfic of fanfic? This is not bad, this is fascinating, but it’s also very weird to me.

(More recently, since originally writing this, I have learned that people are still engaging with the source material, but it’s apparently just “10 gay people on Tumblr” doing so, to quote oldtvandcomics.)

And way fewer Facebook groups than I expected. I found one, the Arthurian Society, which I finally posted to asking for translation recommendations and resource recommendations. They were very very helpful.

(Note: More recently I have discovered that apparently the place for resources on getting started with Arthurian lit is Tumblr, of all places.)

It looks like the Camelot Project will be where I exist from now on while I’m in this hyperfocus. I’ve barely scratched the surface of it but it’s already super helpful.

I was resisting the urge to make the resource I’m looking for, a timeline of what characters and lore elements were developed when and by whom. I’m going to take notes as I read through the source material and try to make it for myself, whether or not I share it publicly in any form. I begin to see why people haven’t done so, though, as it is *complex*.

So what do I read first? I want to start at the beginning. But that’s harder to figure out than you might think.

At the start, we’ve got 1138, Geoffrey of Monmouth’s History of the Kings of Britain. That’s the true “beginning” of Arthurian literature.

But if we want to look back further, Geoffrey’s sources were Gildas's sixth century De Excidio Brittaniae (On the Ruin of Britain) and Nennius's ninth century Historia Brittonum (History of the Britons). Gildas gave us Vortigern and Aurelius Ambrosius. Nennius gave us Saxon chieftains Hengest and Horsa, was the first to mention "Arthur the soldier," the "dux bellorum" (leader of battles), and also gives us a fellow named Ambrosius, who uncovers two fighting dragons under the foundation of his tower and prophesies the political future of Britain (sound familiar? Geoffrey incorporates him into the History as “Merlin Ambrosius”). Plus probably a bunch of Welsh material that Geoffrey never cites, for more on Merlin and Arthur.

Resources before Geoffrey are just brief mentions of Arthur. Merlin, on the other hand, has a wealth of pre-Galfridian material.

In addition to the History, Geoffrey also wrote two pieces about Merlin: Prophetiae Merlini (which was used for long afterwards by British politics in the same way as people have referenced Nostradamus, to attempt to predict or legitimize political events by saying it was predicted by Prophetiae Merlini), and Vita Merlini, a poem about Merlin’s life.

There’s Merlin Ambrosius of Nennius’s writing, and then there’s the Myrddin of early Welsh poetry. He gets called Merlin Silverstar at times to differentiate from Merlin Ambrosius, though you might have guessed that the two got merged into one figure pretty quick, the Merlin we now know of in modern Arthurian lore.

Then there are these six Welsh poems. The manuscripts that the poems are found in post-date Vita Merlini by over 100 years, but Welsh linguists have used orthographic evidence to show that the poems themselves are decidedly older than the manuscript, and may predate Geoffrey’s work as a result.

The poems are “Yr Afallennau" (The Apple Trees), "Yr Oianau" (The Greetings), "Ymddiddan Myrddin a Thaliesin" (The Dialogue of Myrddin and Taliesin), "Cyfoesi Myrddin a Gwenddydd ei Chwaer" (The Conversation of Myrddin and his Sister Gwenddydd), "Gwasgargerdd Fyrddin yn y Bedd" (The Diffused Song of Myrddin in the Grave), and "Peirian Faban" (Commanding Youth).

(When we say “poems” in this period of literature, we’re talking stuff like Beowulf. Novella length stuff. 50, 100 pages of lengthy lines and the like. So these are small books in their own right.)

And then of course there’s the Mabinogion, which was compiled into a manuscript much later than Geoffrey’s time but comes from earlier Welsh oral traditions which likely predate Geoffrey. There are apparently elements of the Mabinogion that are in Arthurian legends.

So do I start with the Mabinogion? The six Welsh poems about Merlin? Nennius and Gildas? Or Geoffrey of Monmouth?

Probably gonna start with Geoffrey, because it’s easy enough to find, and in fact free on the Camelot Project (though the formatting may drive me mad and lead me to get an ebook translation, apparently the Penguin Classics version is perfectly fine.

#arthurian literature #arthuriana #Arthurian newbie #arthurian lore #arthurian mythology #seriously how are there so few resources on this

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standardarray · 2 months

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GIVEN NAME : Malyn Black-Blood of Moray CHOSEN NAME : Yvaine NICKNAME(S) : Yva or Yvie are both acceptable, but rarely used. TITLE(S) : Archival Assistant in the Great Library of the House of the Moon . . . a layperson may also call her Sister Yvaine AGE : 32 BIRTHPLACE : The isle of Moray, located in among the Moonshae Isles RACE : Human ( Werewolf ) GENDER : Cis Woman PRONOUN(S) : She/Her/Hers ORIENTATION : Lesbian RESIDENCE : Until recently, she resided in the House of the Moon in Waterdeep - her search for the Nightsong has necessitated something a touch more transient.

CLASS : Cleric SUBCLASS : Knowledge DEITY : Selûne BACKGROUND : A mixture of Acolyte, Outlander, and Sage. FEAT(S) : To Be Added. ALIGNMENT : Neutral Good, sometimes dipping into Chaotic

LANGUAGE(S) : Abyssal, Celestial, Common, Dwarvish, Elvish, Gnomish, Halfling, Orc, Sylvan - she has something of a knack with languages, though Common is her first. EDUCATION : Taught to read and write by her family, she would later be further educated RELIGION : Selûnite

MOTHER : Kendra Black-Blood of Moray FATHER : Liam Black-Blood of Moray SIBLING(S) : None - at least none that she met, she knows her mother was with child when she fled the isles. SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S) : OPEN TO MUTUALS PET(S) : None OTHER : Silverstar Adara, her mentor - she views her much like she would a mother or aunt, and worries for her once she goes missing while attempting to find the Nightsong.

HAIR : Short, unremarkable brown hair the color of dry dirt. As the game progresses one might notice it grows just a little longer, curling at the ends. EYES : An odd shade of gray, nearly silver. Her mother used to compare it to the skies of Moray, but some now might think the color more akin to a star in the sky. HEIGHT : 5'5" BUILD : Average - soft in the middle from years of seclusion within the library, she has a bit of muscle in the arms but not nearly as much as she ought. SCAR(S) : Though they're covered up by her robes for the most part, she is absolutely covered in scars. Her years as a wolf are the most likely culprit - though she heals faster than a normal human, it doesn't mean she doesn't scar. The most visible ones are the thin, faded ones where silver chains were. OTHER : Like many of her order, she favors whites and grays in her robes. She wears a simple robe, with a little bit of mail underneath for protection. She also wears an emblem of Selûne around her neck. FACECLAIM : Alicia Vikander

1460 DR : Born to the lycanthropic Malar-worshipping Black Bloods of Moray just before their venerated Feast of the Moon. Her name was so chosen to reflect this : Malyn.

1461 - 1472 DR : Her childhood on the Isle of Moray passed as most children's - with perhaps a bit more blood and death and the chaos of nature. But nevertheless, though many were afraid of the lycanthropes that controlled the island, Malyn found an unlikely friend in another little girl named Bethan. The two would sneak away from their families to play on the stony cliffs, building entire worlds together.

1473 DR : Another sign of her having been blessed by Malar - her thirteenth birthday and her first transformation coincided with the Feast of the Moon. She was allowed to participate in the night's festivities as a treat and, in accordance with her traditions, gave herself fully to the hunt . . . when she was once again herself she stood, covered in blood, over the ravaged and gasping body of Bethan's father, the night's chosen quarry. She was praised by her people for the hunt, but Malyn ran away and tried to explain herself to her friend - only to be chased away with silver and curses by the girl and her mother. She at last fled the Isle on a trading ship bound for Waterdeep, hiding herself in the ship's hold and hoping it would keep her from changing before the moon did again. Unfortunately for all aboard, she was young and uncontrolled - when the change came on her again a few weeks into their voyage, she slaughtered most of the crew and was thrown overboard into the sea. She washed up along some shore, still a wolf - but soaked and scraggly.

1474 - 1475 DR : Whether through her own wish or no, Malyn would live these next years as a wolf alone. Even as an adult she couldn't be certain as to why. But the villages along the coast soon learned to keep their children in of a night, and livestock and corpses both were ravaged during a full moon especially. She remembers very little of these years - just blood, the hunt, and the fear of silver. Many hunters were hired, and just as many ran away in fear or were killed.

1476 DR : Salvation came in the form of a Silverstar of Selûne passing through a nearby village. As others before her had, she hunted the strange, stringy brown wolf with the strange eyes that the locals described. She managed to capture the wolf and waited the next three nights of the full moon, keeping a vigil and praying while it strained weakly against silver chains. For the first time in years, Malyn the girl emerged from the wolf and was transformed - a bit worse for wear. The Silverstar introduced herself as Adara, gave thanks to her goddess, and offered the girl - just sixteen - respite within the House of the Moon. After a journey of a couple weeks, they arrive and Adara stays for a few months helping Malyn recover before the girl announces her intention to enter the priesthood.

1477 - 1479 : Malyn becomes a novice and takes the name of Yvaine, shedding her birth name to fully dedicate herself to her new goddess. The one she credited with saving her life - where had Malar been, but goading her into spreading more death and chaos? She throws herself entirely into her worship of Selûne, spending her days in study and prayer. And once a month, her faith is tested. In the early days, she is chained with silver in the basement of the temple alongside other young lycanthropes - for the safety of the city and themselves. While others soon find it within them to control the beast with the aid of their silver lady, Yvaine . . . struggles.

1480 : Her novitiate ended, Yvaine takes her full vows and becomes a priestess, or cleric.

1481 - 1491 : Yvaine serves chiefly as an archival assistant in the House of the Moon's library. Her talent for learning languages comes in handy, given the wide breadth of Selûnite worship, and she spends much of her time translating texts to Common for the purpose of study. Twice a tenday, she begins teaching a class to other novices on Selûnite history. Adara visits intermittently and often encourages Yvaine to come out of the steps of the temple doors, but the younger cleric worried for her control. Though prayer had helped, she still felt the call of the beast within and worried any undue stress might call it out again.

1492 : With the wizard Larroakan's rumored search reaching the ears of Selûnites, Adara and a few other Silverstars are dispatched to find her. But not weeks after their leaving, Yvaine - in her opinion - is given a vision by the goddess herself of the Nightsong. With permission from the High Priestess ( and no small amount of trepidation ) she heads out on her own, following a trail based on study and Adara's letters on the subject. She comes to the druid grove and eventually joins Halsin and the rest in trying to enter the Temple of Selûne overrun with goblins. When the others flee, Yvaine remains lingering near the blighted village of Moonhaven, deciding what to do, and can be recruited from there.

#ABOUT.#YVAINE.

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silverstar-8 · 3 months

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Welcome to my blog!

I'm SilverStar, but just call me Silver. Star is more like a surname than anything.

Proshipper! - Ship and let ship

Rules on this blog:

You can ask me anything, but I'm not taking requests. I've barely return to write anything, so requests would be too much

I'll probably write here only headcanons or just some silly posts, but it might change

If I do headcanons, nsfw will be also included

I dunno what else write in rules right now if I don't do requests, so for now it's all XD

DNI:

Rude comments will be put into hellfire and account blocked

If I don't answer the ask, don't be mad. I don't have to reply to all of this

As I said higher, antis and minors stay away

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Some additional info:

I'm writing a fic self-insert x Lucifer (Hazbin) right now. Probably will publish first chapters soon on ao3. I'll just give the link to ao3 here if I do this (it might be never finished, depends how long my obsession holds. And motivation)

If I decide to write some headcanons with my self-insert, they'll be nonbinary. Like me :D

I'm an artist too, but for now I'm focusing on writing. But I might try to figure out how to draw Lulu (it's hard, never tried this style XD)

Also, maybe in the future I'll do something something more on this blog. But for now Lucifer entered my brain and won't leave

Okay, I think it is all for now! If something changes, I'll just edit this post!

#silverstar-8 #proship #proshipper #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel

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doug-lewars · 1 year

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Difficulties

I have come to the conclusion it is impossible to write the story I would like to write. The problem is complexity. I’m working on a fantasy, a series actually. In it are humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, fairies, Dark Angels, High Sorcerers, vampires, Guardians, the Opposisiton, and a few other groups. Every group, and within them certain individuals, have agendas many of which are in conflict. At any single point in time, each and every group or individual will be doing something which may impact one, some or many others. The problem is, books are linear. True, you can write something like, ‘While Jerry was doing whatever, Wren Silverstar was etc.’ but that covers just a small part of the problem. To do it properly it would be necessary to include dates and times and then everything that was happening group by group, person by person. It might solve the complexity issue but would make for crappy reading. I’ve decided, at least for me, it’s best to take two or three threads at a time and make a book out of them. By reducing the groups and characters active at any one time it makes things manageable although the story may need quite a few additional volumes to reach completion.

#doug lewars #writing #writers #writing advice #complexity

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silverstar93 · 3 years

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So I’m entering a new campaign at work today and I’m kinda bummed because there hardly was any work in my previous campaign lol...

Anyhoo, I’m trying to blog more and more on here.

#silverstar talks #life stuff #my life #yea last campaign was so so easy and very dead at moments #but then again #i'll still be writing and thinking up stuff for my charas

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tsarinatorment · 3 years

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Virgil Fic Recs

I wanted to write something new, but life has just thrown a three-pronged attack in my direction and muses are responding by curling up into a defensive ball and not letting me in, so to go alongside the list of Virgil fics I wrote, here are a list of Virgil fics I did not write but greatly enjoy anyway. As always, only complete fics are listed.

A Break In Routine by Loopstagirl Rated: Teen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. 15k. Scott, Virgil They put themselves in danger time and time again. That doesn't mean they can always walk away from it again though.

A Summary of Events by PanicPixieDreamGirl Rated: Teen. Family. 3k. Tracy Family, Kayo This is best described as ‘a look at how IR might function in the real world’ except obviously it’s not quite the real world because it’s several decades in the future and also after a war.

A Typical Morning by LouTheStarSpeaker Rated: Gen. Family/Humour. 6k. Tracy Brothers, Grandma The Terrible Two are scheming, Virgil just wants to be sleeping, and the brothers are faced with a bit of a situation. A typical morning in the Tracy household.

Access Denied // The Subject of Virgil by Gumnut Rated: Mature. Angst/Hurt/Comfort. 5k // 8k. Virgil, Scott He found a way.

Bruised by Gumnut Rated: Gen. Hurt/Comfort. 2k. Scott, Virgil Sometimes the prescription is simple, if unexpected.

Candy Strippers by Chobrowny Rated: Gen. Family, Hurt/Comfort. 1k. Scott, Virgil, Gordon The boys are unintentional candy stripers, visiting a childrens hospital in IR gear.

Communications by nhsweetcherry Rated: Gen. Adventure/Humour. 4k. Tracy Brothers Random, short snippets of conversations between the guys. Some funny, some more serious.

Coping Mechanism by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Hurt/Comfort/Angst. 7k. Virgil, Gordon, Scott “I get you guys are busy and I’m spoilt that you all visit when you can, but honestly, this isn’t about me. This is out of character for Virg.” A pause. “And I miss him, okay?”

Edge of the World // Here Be Dragons by Corbyinoz2 Rated: Teen. Hurt/Comfort/Adventure. 47k // 114k. Gordon, Virgil, Scott When returning from a rescue mission, Thunderbird Two is attacked by an unknown force. As Virgil and Gordon plummet towards the ocean, their chances of survival will depend, as it always does, on each other.

Five Times The Floor Was Not Lava by Silverstar Rated: Gen. Humour/Family. 5k. Tracy Brothers ...and the one time it was.

Game On by Loopstagirl Rated: Gen. Family. 12k. Scott, Virgil As their future Field Commander, it was up to Scott to make sure his brothers were ready for duty - physically as well as mentally.

He Is, They Are by ThatGirlSix Rated: Teen. Family. 90k. Tracy Brothers Fixing what was wrong with their family was going to take longer than the span of a Disney movie, but they'd get there eventually. They lived on an island. It wasn't like there was anywhere else to go.

He's WHERE? by Loopstagirl Rated: Gen. Family. 1k. Virgil, Scott Virgil's reaction to finding out that the Hood is in Thunderbird Two...

His Part by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family/Angst. 4k. Scott, Virgil, Tracy Brothers It started off as a mild annoyance.

Holiday From Hell by Loopstagirl Rated: Teen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. 158k. Scott, Virgil, Jeff It was supposed to be the break they all needed to put the last year behind them and take a step forward. But things never do work out that easily for the Tracys.

In The Trunk by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. 1k. Scott, Virgil “Why don’t you ever listen to me?!”

Just Another Rescue by teddy0bear Rated: Gen. Family/Adventure. 16k. Scott, Virgil A rescue turns into a hostage situation

Making Changes by Madilayn Rated: Teen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. 17k. Tracy Brothers Jeff Tracy has gone missing and International Rescue has to make some changes to cope with this.

Monsters in the Dark by Loopstagirl Rated: Gen. Family. 3k. Scott, Virgil Scott was used to checking for monsters to keep his little brothers happy. He just wasn't so used to actually dealing with said monsters.

On Their Side by Gumnut Rated: Gen. Family/Humour. 1k. Colonel Casey, Gordon, Virgil She trusted these boys with a great deal.

Once In A Blue Moon by WhatHaveWeDone Rated: Teen. Hurt/Comfort. 3k. Virgil, John It was an aligning of the planets when John and Virgil got to work together.

Picnic by ThatGirlSix Rated: Teen. Family. 13k. Gordon, Virgil Every Tracy has a type of job they hate, be them car crashes, hotel fires, mine collapses, whatever. Gordon absolutely hates tornadoes with a passion. No, really, he hates tornadoes. His life would be so much better if they never did another tornado job ever again. The rest of the family is starting to think so, too.

Second Round by Darkestwolfx Rated: Gen. Family/Humour. 4k. Virgil All he wanted was a shower. Why did shopping have to be so complicated? And why did he always end up going? Next time, Scott could be lumped with the responsibility, smaller craft or not.

Six Point Five by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Humour/Hurt/Comfort. 1k. Virgil, Scott “So, Mr Tracy, on a scale of one to ten how would you rate the pain you are in?"

Sky Candy by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Humour/Family. 4k. Virgil, Scott, Gordon It was a pterodactyl sized bird. Possibly an elephant with wings.

Sleeping Wounded by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. 14k. Scott, Virgil, Fischler Scott Tracy punched Langstrom Fischler.

Stuck Like Glue by breeisonfire Rated: Gen. Family. 2k. Scott, Virgil Scott is stuck to Virgil like glue. Literally.

Swamped by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family. 1k. Virgil, Gordon So here he was standing in his undershorts on top of his 'bird in the middle of the ocean for all nearby female aristocrats to see.

Take a minute by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family. 2k. Virgil, Scott A mechanical fault forces Virgil to take a minute in the middle of the Australian Outback.

The Antarctic Incident by carryonstarkid, PreludeinZ Rated: Teen. Adventure/Drama. 9k. Tracy Brothers Thunderbird Two goes down in the middle of an Antarctic blizzard.

The Bite by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Angst/Hurt/Comfort. 1k. Virgil, Scott “I need my big brother, not his sacrifice.”

The Fire by mcj Rated: Mature. Family. 22k. Tracy Family Sometimes all you need is a little quiet reflection."

The Spider Incident by Silverstar Rated: Teen. Humour/Family. 5k. Virgil, Tracy Brothers It takes a certain kind of bravery to save the world... it takes a different kind of bravery to remove a spider from the shower. Or: there is a spider, and the Tracy boys are disasters.

The Splinter by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family. 1k. Virgil, Jeff Now he had backup.

the waffle house blues by akire_yta, PreludeinZ Rated: Teen. Family. 5k. Tracy Brothers Wherein a bunch of boys sit around a restaurant, eating breakfast food and dozing on and off and talking about life.

Triple Jeopardy by Purupuss Rated: Teen. Drama. 217k. Tracy Brothers One inventor and one set of plans. But triple trouble for the Tracys and International Rescue.

V.T. Green by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family. 23k. Virgil “Did you discover this, Brains?” He frowned. There was something familiar about this. Maybe they had discussed it recently. “Oh, no, this is V. T. Green. The man is brilliant.”

We'll Be Home For Christmas by Gumnut Rated: Teen. Family/Friendship. 68k. Virgil, Tracy Brothers The boys can’t fly home for Christmas, so they have to find another way.

#thunderbirds are go #virgil tracy #fic recs

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shattered-catalyst · 7 years

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//Im sick I think and one time @juliansrichter was sick too and Catalyst had no flaming idea what to do. So I drabbled it out for cute. Plus I really want the soup Rictor is making in this. My coworker gave me some a few weeks ago with chiles from her home town that she brought all the way from Mexico. It was so fucking good. I may try making some over the weekend.

Julian is juliansrichter this is a fan drabble take my fan love Julian!

It all started one day with a sniffle, and that escalated to a cough.

Catalyst had initially thought Julian was fine. Obviously, otherwise Rictor and Shatterstar would have looked worried. But the coughing became deeper and raspier. The sniffles louder. Hovering near Julian’s side of the room he watched his brother burrow deeper under the blankets, trembling slightly. “Julian??” Fingers grazing the blankets nervously.

No answer.

“Julian??” He inches closer, crouching by the bed hand gingerly touching where he thought Julian’s head was. “Star??”

A grunt and a groan later, Julian Silverstar Richter’s head emerged. Curls scattering as he glared at that stupid stupid face. “Wut?”

“Are you, alright?? You seem very cold....”

“M’ sick ah tink.”

Eyes wide Catalyst was on his feet and out the door before Julian could grab him.

“Papa!!! Father!! Julian is ill!!!”

Four hours later Cat’s still hovering by the couch where Julian was sprawled out. Buried under five heavy blankets. There were mutters of ‘stop staring at me thats creepy’ and ‘im not dying stop’. But otherwise Catalyst just kept up a vigil.

Nervous. How sick was sick?? Was it very badly sick?? Or common cold like in commercials sick?? Either way he didn’t like how Julian had shivered until the cold medicine had taken affect. Or the way he had coughed and his voice was all scratchy and rough. Not smooth like he knew it was. Fumbling with the knitting needles he ties off another mitten for Julian. Now if his hands got cold he’d-

“god- dammit! cat m’ not gunna deh!” Julian groaned, one eye peeking open. “papaaaa make f‘ea ‘eaavee me a’onnee”

“Julian, I made you mittens are your hands col-”

“He has a cold, flea! He isnt dying! Come help with this soup.” Rictor’s voice called from the kitchen. “You’ve been hovering in there all day!”

“Do not worry Julian I have been reassured by papa this chicken and chile soup is a potent cure.”

Popping into the kitchen he leaned up on his toes to see into the big pot on the stove. Chicken simmering and breaking apart in chunks. Coriander, garlic, onion,chiles, and corn simmering alongside it in the broth. It smelled fantastic and he couldn’t wait to try some too. There was enough here for an army.

“Ah! Back! Its not finished yet!” Dodging a spoon Cat jostled jovially against Rictor before the older man hip checked him away from the stove. “Get the dishes cleaned up.”

#juliansrichter #shakey dad au #rock dad au #transientmutantdrabbles #when you love an oc so much you write fanficition for them #god damn silverstar fan club #cat is the cofounder and ill be treasurer

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tsarisfanfiction · 4 years

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Fic Recs: Scott!Whump

So I’ve been asked for Scott!whump fic recs a couple of times now, so figured I might as well throw my favourites out here to share with anyone interested.

Some of these aren’t solely Scott whump, but they’re all Scott getting hurt or into some sort of trouble or angsty, and they’re all fics I highly enjoyed reading! Mix of FFN and AO3 in here.

I’m terrible at remembering names (author or fic), and almost as bad at bookmarking/favouriting them. I know there are fics I can vaguely recall as being amazing that I just can’t find, and if/when I do, I’ll add them to the list. Update 17/7/20: someone threw one of these ‘I remember it but I couldn’t find it’ fics in the notes so that’s in here now.

I only recommend complete fics, because abandoned fics are my personal bane and the only way to guarantee avoiding them is to stick to completed fics! That’s not to say I don’t read ongoing works, but unless it’s absolutely out of this world amazing, you won’t find me recommending any. Just in case.

Δv/Δt by Heavenward Deceleration is a function of velocity over time. Rating: Gen. Family. Scott, John, EOS Chapters: 1; Words: 4k. Complete

A Father by rosefields Scott Tracy has been under a lot of pressure since his mother died. But he can cope, it's not a problem. Jeff know that, his oldest is strong and capable and he doesn't need his father. Right? Rating: K. Family/Hurt/Comfort. Scott, Jeff Chapters: 1; Words: 3k. Complete

All Alone by Loopstagirl Scott reaches breaking point for looking after his brothers so Grandma Tracy takes charge of the situation, and her son. Rating: K. Family/Hurt/Comfort. Scott, Grandma Chapters: 1; Words: 5k. Complete

Back Story by Phoenix_Sparrow That rock slide while rescuing Kat Kavanaugh has left Scott with more than just a few bruises. Rating: Gen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. Scott, Virgil, Gordon Chapters: 1; Words: 6k. Complete

Dare To Hope by i_amnerd Not for the first time, Scott wishes that little brothers came with some kind of training manual or instruction booklet. Rating: Gen. Family/Hurt/Comfort. Scott, John Chapters: 1; Words: 1k. Complete

Exhaustion by Just Another Flygirl A rescue mission in space is interrupted with deadly consequences... Rating: K+. Suspense/Angst. Scott, Alan, John Chapters: 7; Words: 9k. Complete

Facts of Life by Kaeera There are some situations – lying on a floor in a pool of your own blood, for example – that really put things into perspective. Rating: T. Drama. Scott, Tracy Family Chapters: 1; Words: 5k. Complete

Grudgingly Human by Yarnaholic Scott faces some old demons while trying to talk down a man standing on a building ledge after a rescue. Rating: Mature. Angst. Scott, Virgil, John Chapters: 1; Words: 4k. Complete

Illusion of a Saint by Alternate Reality1 There's an enemy admist their ranks. He's hidden in plain sight. The question is... when will the illusion be shattered? Rated: T. Spiritual/Suspense. Scott, Hood, Tracy Family Chapters: 18; Words: 92k. Complete

In Enemy Hands by Claudette When the secrets of International Rescue are offered for sale to the highest bidder the Tracy family must act quickly. However, their secrets are not the only thing that is at stake. Rated: K. Adventure/Drama. Scott, John, Tracy Family Chapters: 18; Words: 62k. Complete

Labyrinth by TB’s LMC One minute Scott Tracy's at Mobile Control directing a rescue. The next, he's in a fight for his life. Rated: M. Horror/Supernatural. Scott, Tracy Family Chapters: 8; Words: 12k. Complete

Missing Scene: The Uninvited by Juud18 In between Scott being found by Lindsey and Wilson, and the scene where Scott, TinTin, Virgil, Brains, and Wilson and Lindsey are sitting at the campfire. Rated: K+. Family. Scott Chapters: 1; Words: 2k. Complete

Mission Impossible by Loopstagirl Being selected for his first solo mission should have been exciting for Captain Scott Tracy of the Air Force. But there was something else at play. Something dangerous and deadly. Something that could cost him more than his life. Rated: T. Family/Adventure. Scott, Gordon Chapters: 12; Words: 55k. Complete

Never Too Late by Loopstagirl As the family deal with grief, Scott must face his fears and grow up, whilst Jeff battles between being dad and being a successful businessman. But what will it take to bring the two of them back together again? Rated: T. Hurt/Comfort/Family. Scott, Jeff Chapters: 22; Words: 58k. Complete

Over and Out by Pheonix_Sparrow An incident at an earthquake rescue leaves Scott frustrated when he's injured. Rated: Gen. Hurt/Comfort/Family. Scott, Virgil. Chapters: 1; Words: 5k. Complete

Rescue by taralynden On the way home from a rescue, Thunderbird One crashes and it’s up to Scott’s family to save him. Rated: Gen. Hurt/Comfort/Drama. Scott, Tracy Family Chapters: 10; Words: 26k. Complete

Scott Series: Fallen Brother by QuestRunner In a rare chance to bond with his youngest brother, Scott takes Alan with him on a simple mission to repair a damaged satellite. With tempers running high, the boys find themselves arguing over the roles they play in International Rescue. When Alan slips off a cliff, it's up to Scott to save his brother and mend their broken relationship. Rated: T. Family/Hurt/Comfort. Scott, Alan Chapters: 7; Words: 11k. Complete

Shiver by Loopstagirl When one of the Thunderbirds is infecting with something deadly, will the rest of the Tracys be able to save one of their own? Or are they about to be torn apart by grief again? Rated: T. Hurt/Comfort/Family. Scott, John, Tracy Family Chapters: 17; Words: 44k. Complete

The Assignment by Kaeera Twelve year old Scott struggles with a writing assignment. Honestly, when you have four younger brothers, it can be hard finding time for yourself. Rated: K+. Humour/Drama. Scott, Jeff, Tracy Family Chapters: 1; Words: 10k. Complete

The Hardest Thing by eriphi How do you manage a billion dollar business and parent four growing boys at the same time? It takes something serious to make Jeff realise that he isn't managing as well as he thought. Rated: K+. Family. Scott, Virgil, John, Jeff Chapters: 2; Words: 5k. Complete

The Silent Conversation by mjc The sound of sirens, a flash of light and waking up under a pile of rubble. How can Scott survive knowing help just might not come? Rated: T. Hurt/Comfort. Scott, Jeff Chapters: 1; Words: 5k. Complete

Tomorrow Never Knows by Silverstar Things had not gone according to plan, to say the least. Now they were trapped on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere with no hope of rescue and increasingly slim chances of survival. To make matters worse, the Chaos Crew had shown up. This was not going to be a fun week. Rated: T. Hurt/Comfort/Angst. Scott, Gordon, Alan Chapters: 15; Words: 110k. Complete

Weathering the Storm by tiylaya When an unexpected storm shipwrecks a holidaying Jeff Tracy and three of his young sons, they're thrown into a situation far more dangerous and complex than anyone initially realises. Rated: T. Adventure/Angst. Scott, Gordon, Jeff Chapters: 22; Words: 102k. Complete

#fanfiction rec list #scott tracy #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #not my fic #fanfiction

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silversegypt · 5 years

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" She believed she could do she did " Woman ring sterling silver 925 #Silverstars #Egypt #handmadejewelry #handsome #Silver #write #woman #ring #she #believed #could #do #did https://www.instagram.com/p/BtBPwKplWmO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1433u1wf47y1k

#silverstars #egypt #handmadejewelry #handsome #silver #write #woman #ring #she #believed #could #do #did

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silverpaintedstars · 3 years

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Well, here’s a first chapter for y’all! Disclaimer it’s a little long, so be prepared for scrolling. I had a lot of fun writing this one

(if you havent read the prologue might wanna do that)

Chapter One: A Meal, An Encounter, and A Walk

He should be dead.

Somehow, though, he was alive.

But it felt like the opposite.

There was the left-over pain from the shadows, and on top of that, his face stung terribly. But he was alive, and he’d take that. Elliot didn’t open his eyes yet, still getting used to the fact that there was more life to live, and how he was going to use it.

It felt like he was laying on grass, or something of the likes. At any rate it was quiet, and he needed this moment of peace. He was lucky to snag them whenever he could, few and far between.

Finally he groaned and wrenched his eyes open. Grey sky greeted him overhead. He was laying on damp brush, rough and overgrown. Not too far from his original guess. A few trees dotted the land around, but he saw no other living form on this desolate wasteland.

Mustering all his energy, he slowly sat up, his head throbbing from the effort. He still had his traveling cloak over his shoulders, but whoever had put him here didn’t think to give him a bag or something?

Whoever had put him here…

Elliot looked around, then yelped.

On a rather large rock to his left, a black-clad figure sat, watching him. He wore a rather curious black mask around his eyes. A few strands of white hair peeked out from under his black hood. A scarf waved in the breeze, and a sword was buckled at his side.

All in all, he looked quite impressive, and like he could kill Elliot any second.

The black-cloaked young man quirked a small smile, his eyes completely concealed so Elliot couldn’t see any emotion from there. Clearly he knew Elliot had seen him but made no move towards his sword.

Elliot remained perfectly still, eyes wide and heart thumping. Did this person bring him here? Or simply stumble upon him? Not knowing made him feel even more helpless.

After a moment of the two staring at each other, the young man deftly hopped off his rock and strode towards Elliot, quickly closing the few yards between them. His boots flattened the tall grass, forming a temporary path.

Elliot swallowed, knowing he should run, but he was half curious what this stranger wanted, plus he doubted he could run faster.

The stranger stopped right in front of Elliot, who was still on the ground, staring up at him.

What he could see of his face betrayed no emotion as he reached a hand down, in the direction of his sheathed sword.

Elliot squeezed his eyes shut, frantically trying to shuffle back in the process. But when he heard no telltale shhhk of the weapon being drawn, he cautiously opened his eyes again.

A grey-gloved hand was outstretched in front of him.

Confused, ELliot looked back up at the stranger, who nodded his head towards his hand.

After a moment's hesitation, Ellliot limply grabbed it, his joints popping as the stranger pulled him to standing. Elliot dusted himself off, wobbling a bit. His face still hurt and he was terribly sore, but it was something he could bear to live with.

“Careful, traveler. Might get stepped on down there,” the stranger said. His voice didn’t quite match the rest of his outward appearance. Lower, a little hesitant but still confident. Elliot didn’t yet know if he could trust this stranger, but a part of him very much wanted to.

“Uh--em--tha-thank you,” Elliot warbled out, rubbing at his hands.

The stranger tipped his head slightly to the left. “And you are welcome.”

“Wh-who are you?” Elliot asked, knowing that stereotypical question had to be asked at some point.

“Around here you can call me Reaper.”

Elliot blinked. “Around here?”

“Yes.” He offered no further explanation. “I trust you are in need of food?”

Elliot hadn’t gotten there in his train of thought yet, but when it came around he found he was quite ready to board the car of food. His stomach grumbled hard when he found that inside this car were piles of food-breads, fruits, soups, and sweets. “Yes,” he said aloud, adding a hasty, ‘sir,” because it sounded safer.

Reaper smiled, pulling a wrapped parcel out of a bag hidden under his cloak. Inside were contents that added more memories to his car of food. A loaf of bread with a bit already broken off, a chunk of cheese, and an apple. He sat on the hard ground in one swift motion, crossing his legs underneath him and spreading the food on the paper, placing it on the ground.

Elliot clumsily sat across from Reaper, hungrily eying the food as more items filled his car as he looked at them.

Reaper tilted his head, as if studying him. “Go on.”

Elliot grabbed at the bread, tearing a hunk off and stuffing it in his mouth. He tried to go slow, act like he had some idea of manners, but the food tasted so good in comparison to what he was used to. Fresh bread--a rare thing for him. He was more used to barren soups, thin, watery things. This tasted a thousand times better, and Elliot felt himself feeling a sense of peace--despite dining with a stranger.

“So tell me,” Reaper said, watching Elliot eat, “how a High Elf like you wound up sixty miles from Orlem.”

He was that far away?

Elliot glanced down at his left hand, which bore the mark of a High Elf--black swirls along the side. He rubbed it. “I don’t know,” he said truthfully. So then, Reaper hadn’t brought him here? Just...found him? He reached for the apple and took a meek bite, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

“Quite a scar,” Reaper said after a few more minutes of almost quiet, save Elliot’s chewing.

Elliot trailed a finger along the ridge, not trusting himself to be able to say anything. He ducked his head, letting his long hair hang over his face. He had finished eating and stared down at the ground, his head aching not just from physical wounds, but from memories triggered by it. Terrible memories. He willed them away, but it didn’t really go away. Just retreated until another vulnerable moment.

Why was he here? He was certain his father--no, the king--had killed him. He didn’t deserve the title father anymore. Elliot could bear king but not father.

And who was Reaper? Why was a random stranger being so kind to this small Elf boy? Elliot didn’t deserve this. He’d never even had someone really be nice to him before. Except Moss. But she was gone.

“Wh-where are we?” he asked Reaper, dragging himself out from his maze of thoughts.

“About a mile from Holden,” Reaper answered.

Holden. A town. Elliot had never been there, his few leavings of Orlem, the capital of Lucero, north rather than east, where Holden lay. He’d studied the geography of Lucero and the neighboring kingdoms, Chexon and Andromarche, before, so he vaguely knew the rough area.

What was so important about Holden? Was there a reason he had woken up here? Or was it simply...more convenient? He could think of plenty of wasteland around Orlem that would’ve suited the same need, but was closer.

“So…” Elliot started, trying to order his thoughts. “You--found me?”

Reaper nodded. “I was headed to Holden and came upon you. I couldn’t exactly leave someone in your, ah, condition.” For some reason Elliot got the feeling he didn’t mean his wounds.

Reaper rubbed his neck in an almost grabbing way. “To put it this way--most you meet will not sympathize with you. Since Loot has the throne, life has been difficult for most people, from cause of Elves.”

Oh. Elliot let that sink in. Because...of his father, people just associated elves with bad? And Reaper didn’t even know his father was the king.

“You’re lucky I found you,” Reaper added, snapping a twig in his gloved hands and making Elliot jump.

The world suddenly seemed a very messy place, and he’d been thrust in headfirst with no warning. He wasn’t quite sure what to do or say, so he just took another bite of bread.

“Now I know you probably don’t completely trust me,” Reaper continued, “and you just met me twenty or so minutes ago, but we can’t stay here very long. Benedons roam these parts, but the closer we move to Holden, the safer we are.”

Elliot definitely didn’t want to have to encounter a Benedon, a fanged, sharp-clawed creature. And there was a part that desperately wanted to trust Reaper. If he’d wanted to kill him, he could’ve. Elliot didn’t doubt that. But he hadn’t--and he’d given him food. So he had at least one good reason to trust him. But was it enough? He didn’t know who lay behind the mask. For all he knew, they were nowhere near Holden and Reaper was really leading him to his death.

He could never know.

But there was only one way to truly be sure.

“Okay,” he said. “I’ll go.”

“Good,” Reaper said, looking around. “Because I doubt you have a choice.” He looked back at Elliot. “Rest a while longer--you don’t yet look strong. Then we will leave.”

Elliot nodded, wondering how he was supposed to rest.

Turns out he didn’t have to think about it, for he lay back in the grass and promptly fell asleep.

He woke up some time later to see Reaper anxiously studying the sky, where the grey had grown darker. He hadn’t noticed Elliot was awake.

Slowly he sat up, rubbing the cloud from his eyes and head. Reaper looked over and saw him. “Good, you’re awake,” he said. “We should be off. If it stays clear we should make it before nightfall, but it looks like storms. Though I know a shelter if we need it.”

Elliot listened to his words in silence. When Reaper had finished he made his way to standing with an amount of effort. His legs were sore and his head began to hurt again, but he made it. Reaper nodded.

“You seem well enough to walk. You feel so?” he asked, shifting the sword scabbard around his waist.

“I-I think so,” Elliot repeated, trying to convince himself that the words were true.

“Then off we will be,” Reaper replied with a readiness to his voice that Elliot couldn’t quite match.

They began to walk east, though it was hard to tell with the clouded sky, but Reaper seemed to know the direction, which didn’t really surprise Elliot. His strength still was weak, but he managed to get in a groove to walk, heaving breaths but refusing to ask for a rest, wanting to prove he could do this.

Yeah, well, he wasn't convincing himself.

At all.

They walked in silence, Reaper still kept looking at the sky, making Elliot start to worry himself if they would get caught in the rain. They had been walking for about forty-five minutes when Elliot felt it.

A drop of wet.

At first he thought it was a bead of sweat from how hard he was pushing himself, but when he felt another, he looked up, confused. Another drop hit him right between the eyes. “Um-eh-Reaper?” he said in a quiet tone. Reaper didn’t hear him. “R-reaper?”

Reaper looked at him. “Yes?” He wouldn’t feel the rain with his hood and cloak, Elliot figured.

Elliot opened his mouth to speak, when the whole sky opened up. He was drenched in approximately twenty one seconds.

Reaper let out a frustrated huff of air, the first time Elliot saw him drop the calm facade. “Come on--there’s a place just over this next way.”

“How far?” Elliot asked, but was lost in the torrent. He followed Reaper, almost running in the rain. His cloak was soaked through, his hair dripping rain in his eyes. He could barely see ten feet ahead of him, but he could see Reaper’s scarf, and followed that blindly like a lighthouse on a ravaging sea.

He squinted, rainwater running into his eyes and his strength almost completely gone, but if Reaper promised shelter--he would push himself as much as he could to get to it and out of this rain.

Finally he saw a blur of yellow. He wiped his eyes and it focused into a small building that was just coming into view from behind a small hill. “I-is that it?” he had to pretty much shout to Reaper over the wet.

“Yes,” Reaper called back. “We will stop there.”

Elliot let out a breath of relief. Finally, he could rest. He could stop and maybe, just maybe, feel safe. Of course, that was making a rather large assumption, but one could dream, couldn’t they? If you weren’t even safe enough to dream, then you were truly cut off from your largest freedom.

Then a crack of lightning struck somewhere close and he jumped, knocked from his thoughts yet again, remembering that he was still in the middle of a storm.

The building--or whatever--was closer now, and thanks to the light from within, he could make out Reaper, the clouds completely snuffing out the natural light. It wasn’t quite nighttime yet, but it was darkening towards it.

Elliot wrapped his dripping cloak around himself, utterly miserable in the wet, feeling like a cat out here. Finally, finally, he and Reaper stepped onto the small porch of the shack, sheltered after what felt like an eternity.

Reaper threw his soaked hood back, his white-grey hair also dripping into his black mask, but he kept that on. “We may have to stay here through the night,” he told Elliot, looking out at the desolate, wet land around. “Walking around in this isn’t quite my fancy, though we are not far from Holden.”

Elliot only nodded, trying to peer through one of the windows that opened onto the porch, but there was a cloth thrown across it on the inside, blocking his view. “What is this place?” he asked Reaper.

“Think of it like an inn for us...vagabonds,” Reaper said. “But less ravish.”

“Oh.” Vagabonds? Was he considered that now? Reaper definitely fit that category, at least from the time he’d known him. But he wouldn’t have labeled himself one before, but maybe now.

“Well then,” Reaper said, wringing the end of his cloak off and dripping into small puddles on the ground, “shall we go inside?”

Elliot definitely had no idea what to expect in this ‘inn for vagabonds’, in Reaper’s terms. But he supposed he would have no idea what to expect of anything he encountered from here on out.

“I-I guess we will,” he said, swallowing and moistening his throat, ironically enough the only part that seemed dry.

Reaper opened the wooden door, and it whined on the hinges. Then he and Elliot stepped inside, out of the external terrors, and into the internal mysteries.

#wip #my writing #writers on tumblr #silverstars writes #elliot loot #reaper #my ocs #how the son of shadows was cast out #chapter one #i don’t remember the word count so ehe #and it bugs me how it won’t copy paste indents #but I don’t feel like editing every single line #also are y’all fine just me posting it here #don’t know if you’d prefer or if it’s easier to read it on the doc #*shrug*

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mountaindewpussyblast · 4 years

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WC Ideas: Apprentice Ceremony

in order of appearance ft. silver(star) erni_sot [insta] flutter(paw) disgustingfurry [insta] thistletuft nimbacinus[insta]

silver was made silverstar and flutterheart flutterpaw for the purposes of this comic. if you want to possibly see your character in one of these lore comics, you can dm me your cat’s references to my insta claw_caps.

wolfbyte282 [reddit] commented about jayfeather’s stick being a possible means to a rudimentary writing system, here it’s still a bit more than rudimentary being used for it’s original(ish) purpose to mark the journey into adulthood. they make a singular mark once apprenticed and complete it into an “x” when they’ve earned their warrior name. however i can definitely see it expanding into having more distinct symbols, as cats attempt to visualize their world through careful scratches. with the implementation of paint, the more common colors would likely be used in the same way as scratches are, and they could bring their ideas to life through color. i’d see them as being very pictorial, as it seems as though a lot of their other stuff is learnt through oral history, and so their depictions would carry with them stories that would be passed down to the young cats of the clan.

the background text is just the basic apprenticing speech, but it felt a bit funky to leave the background entirely plain, and there’s no way in hell i was going to actually draw one.

single panels below, as well as quick ref sheets i did for each character.

#art #comic #fanart #warrior cats #warrior cats theory #oc #characters #cats

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beneathtreemomo · 4 years

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Victorious AU

So I’ve been thinking of messing around with a Victorious AU that’s similar to the Burlesque AU I thought of around a year or so ago in that It’s basically a massive modern au with all my OCs involved somehow. And as I recently got a new phone that comes with a pen and has a drawing section in the notes, I figured I’d draw the OCs that star in the AU! Some of them don’t look as they normally would, though, because they had to be turned into fully-human characters! At most that means their teeth or eyes have changed. I’ll eventually do a headshot for all my ocs, but these were the ones I wanted to do for now. Here we go!

Ashton Fairweather: Dancer/Stunt Double, Junior (3rd year)

Ashton is homoromantic asexual & is crushing on/ eventually ends up with Kenny McCormick, a singer in their grade. His mom used to teach dance at the school. He prefers ballet and pole dancing and is vice-captain of the cheer team. He and Jasper used to be dance partners.

Jasper Wells: Dancer-> Songwriter/Guitar player, Junior (3rd year)

Jasper is homoromantic demisexual & is in a polyamorous relationship with Adrien Agreste, an actor/piano player in his grade, and recently graduated guitar player/singer/songwriter Luka Couffaine. Jasper starts off as a dancer at the school, but after a certain incident that completely destroys his vocal cords & affects his breathing, he turns to writing songs and playing guitar. He and Ashton used to be dance partners. His friend Neeks is trying to help him dance again.

Yoru Yukimura: Dancer/Actor, Junior (3rd year)

Yoru is demiromantic asexual & eventually ends up with Shirou Fubuki, a singer/songwriter in his year. He’s new transfer student to the school and he has an odd knack for being able to read people with ease. His singing isn’t amazing but it’s enough for him to pass classes. He still dances after his leg gets injured, but it’s harder and he can’t do as many hard-core dances. Partners with Shirou for pretty much everything involving performances and hates how protective Natsume, his older brother, is some times.

Natsume Yukimura: Actor, Senior (4th year)

(first I’d like to offer apologies for his face looking a bit weird, my hand didn’t agree with me that day) Natsume is bi and currently stuck between crushes on his best friends Haruka and Toshiro. He is Yoru’s older brother and pretty protective over him. He's a good actor, but no one really knows why he goes to a performing arts school when his passion is clearly baking. He’s also great in the make-up courses thanks to his skill at decorating cakes.

Neeks: Dancer/Singer, Junior (3rd year)

Neeks is demiromantic/demisexual & in a sort-of-romantic relationship with Plagg, a dancer/actor in his grade. It’s complicated. No one knows Neeks’ real name and he’s sort of like Jasper’s big brother after Jasper’s incident. He is working with Jasper to help him get back into dancing. He and Plagg are dance partners and his singing isn’t half bad. Adores wolves more than anything.

Haruka Hamasaki: Singer/Costume Designer, Senior (4th year)

Haruka is straight & one of Natsume’s best friends. She doesn’t have a crush on him yet but they’re super close and eventually date in college. Her passion is costume designing and she’s the best in their grade. She’s also a pretty good singer, but she prefers the costume department. Is like the mother of the group and can always be found either doing something or helping someone out.

Hurricane Lantern: Mermaid Performances/Singer, Senior (4th year)

Hurricane is demiromantic/demisexual & crushing super hard on his best friend Tyler Ridgemount, an actor/ director in their grade. Hurricane got into the school via singing but his true passion is mermaid performances. He practically lives and breathes swimming and is captain of the swim team. At some point his relationship with Ty becomes strained and he decides to put his heart on his sleeve one last time before they graduate. He doesn’t plan to stick around after graduation.

Koray Storm: Actor/Tech Theatre, Senior (4th year)

Koray is demiromantic homosexual & crushing on Yuusei Fudo, an actor in their grade. He spends more time on the tech team than he does acting but he doesn’t mind. He’s a bit of a troublemaker but has a heart of gold. Spends his free time riding around on his motorcycle and visiting the local orphanages.

Hiraku Kurosawa: Tech Theatre, Senior (4th year)

Hiraku is demiromantic asexual & eventually crushes on his friend Yuusaku Fujiki, a singer/guitar player that’s a sophomore (2nd year). He got into the school by acting but told the teachers flat-out that he really just wanted to work in the technical theatre department. He’s always tinkering with things and can be found covered in oil and grease outside of school. He works at his dad’s mechanic shop and is close friends with Koray. His older sister went missing a few years ago, and this year the case has finally taken a dark turn.

Drakon Silverstar: Actor/Singer, Senior (4th year)

Drakon is panromantic demisexual & freaks out the second he starts crushing on his friend Varian, a singer/actor/tech theatre kid who is also a freshman (1st year). He likes to joke that he’s half dragon and can often be seen with gold and blue stripes in his hair. Sometimes he’ll even wear contacts w/ dragon pupils and fake fangs. He’s close with the others but sort of became Varian’s support pillar after Varian had a difficult falling-out with his friends and actually helps them reconcile! Puts friendship before crushes every time and has a strained relationship with his family.

#victorious au #MTS Ashton Fairweather #CNT and WotM Jasper Wells #Yukimura Yoru #Yukimura Natsume #Yukimura Haruka #Hamasaki Haruka #CNT and WotM Neeks #Hurricane Lantern #koray storm wamscd #kurosawa hiraku #drakon silverstar

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