Two women fought their attraction to each other while arguing if one of them gets to sleep in the basement or outside 
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Thanks for reviving love you
Descendent Ch10 1.3
In the ethereal Labyrinth, under a cosmic sky, Yocha meets the powerful entity Sylphara. She’s seeking assistance regarding the world intersecting with the other realm. Yocha finds herself captivated by a mural showing unified people, suggesting a possibility to restore balance to their world. Despite Sylphara stating some fates can’t be changed, he hints that if nothing obstructs their path, the outcome Yocha desires might be achievable.
I hate how these scenes make her look like a hero.
Remember this scene, Yocha?
Descendent Ch22 1.2
Hidayat confronts Yocha, accusing her of killing Mari. Yocha admits to the killing and blames Hidayat for Mari’s death, insisting that it was his fault. The confrontation escalates into a violent struggle, where Yocha physically and psychologically torments Hidayat, taunting him and telling him that Mari’s death is his fault. Yocha asserts her control and dominance over Hidayat; despite Hidayat’s pleas, she coldly and maliciously insists on her perspective and threatens him, leaving him broken and pleading for her to stop.
Remember this scene, Yocha?
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mc shadowwoman started having a panic attack over killing someone and approximately five million children flooded the kitchen for breakfast before she could escape.
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On one story, the twins refuse the big bad’s offer to go home in peace in exchange for magic artifact
Big bad doesn’t take their decision very well and is about to attack Ari
On the other, main protag finds a corpse in the orphanage’s playground and a creepy shadow staring at her under a tree
She is understandably horrified, yet morbidly curious about the way the corpse looks
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This is literally out of context because I’m not sure where it is going, yet. There’s an issue with werewolf books and violence, and it’s just accepted in the genre. Yay for head-canaon issues. But yes, Begging is for Losers is where it’s going to go…
ARGH
In the 1950s, at the same time as Lyudmila Trut began her study of Silver Fox domestication, and before John Gluck began his long fight with the ethics of animal behavior studies, there was a werewolf study done on aggression, specifically what ascendancy does to the wolves in question. This means kidnapped children, to control for as many variables as possible. They were treated like animals. No, humans treat animals better. They were treated like the monsters shifters fear being.
Ascendancy turned out to be a lot like puberty crossed with the fight or flight instinct, and it lasts for a generation. It starts at first natural shift and ends roughly at 40 years of age, sometimes earlier. What this means is that violence is hard to avoid at this stage. Hitting walls, crushing a steering wheel in their hands—the amount of self control that a wolf needs is beyond what humans get away with. This is why they train so hard, in most packs—one misplaced snit and the whole world is exposed to monsters walking amongst us. This isn’t like escalating violence in human populations where the urge is to hurt or break something, it’s more like finding something for your hands to do while the urge to kill is stealing your sight. Many packs outright ban human mates being taken on by untrained wolves for this reason—and why humans are advised to reject a partner that’s not past ascendancy. If you take on that risk, like I did, understanding cues is a must. Shrinking back from touching them is going to get someone hurt—the contact makes it easier to bear. A wolf who still punches holes in walls after you place your hand on them isn’t tied enough to you to make it work. That’s a dangerous situation to be in.
And no, that behavior doesn’t come from actual wolves. Werewolves hold far more in common with a chimpanzee’s violence, like the Ngogo warior apes. Shifters just take on the shape of puppies and host the nature of murderous humans.
No wonder the young Alpha that study captured took down the whole program with his bare hands…well, claws—ending everyone and everything that came into contact with that small town for over a decade.
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Okay, soooooo
Time to pull out my other WIPs.
#2: Artifice, Ethereal
Ambrosia (A) to Heliox (H):
A: “okay, so. You find Orion, and I find Orion. And we’ll both stare at it at the same time. You up for that?”
H (distrustful and detached): “what do you want to get out of me from this?”
A: “maybe we can stare at stars for a bit and then we can finally pretend that we see the world the same way for once.”
H:” “…”
Ambrosia, after seeing Heliox resist, she recognizes that both parties both see the world as intrusive, which is why they understand each other.
A: “or maybe we do see the world the same way without pretending.”
H: suddenly shifts from distant to clingy and squeezes A in a hug
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What makes this weird is that Heliox is a psychopath… who have a hard time empathizing in general. I tried to make it accurate but I’m having a really hard time with it so it still needs work lol.
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I have a very visceral hatred for Yocha don't test me (Kinda heavy and dark and totally very spoiler sorry ly)
Ch23 Descendent 1.2
In this intense and emotionally charged scene, Hidayat and Isaac are in a refuge, both physically and emotionally drained. Hidayat, appearing to suffer from both physical injuries and deep psychological trauma, questions his very existence and the reality of what has happened to him. He is in despair, tormented by guilt, and openly confronts Isaac, accusing him of breaking his mind.
Isaac, on the other hand, is patient and concerned, trying to soothe Hidayat and encourage him to rest. He reassures Hidayat that he will take care of the threatening “she,” though his reassurances fall on deaf ears. Hidayat’s self-loathing and feelings of responsibility for destabilizing the realm lead him to a state of hysteria, culminating in self-harm. The scene builds to a tragic climax as Hidayat pleads to be let go and falls from the building to his death, leaving Isaac staring in shock and disbelief.
It’s gonna be hard to portray Isaac/IDA as an antagonist in Ascendent after the hell that was Descendent, man. It’s going to be very hard.
But it’s what makes him my favourite antagonist. Actual icon. 
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A monster bites Webb. Webb bites it back.
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Alive At Crepusculum
A demonic creature realizes Anastasia has more than just a lesser demon in her body. Then, U.A. citizens begin to wake up. Another day has come.
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hey, this is a really cool idea. i really like it! a shame i didn’t see it 'til now.
this is from a mystery/thriller novel called rescue you to which i’m drafting right now. the last thing i wrote was one of the final showdowns between the main character, Harlow, and a gang from her hometown Eversley who had abducted her when she was younger, and then again when she was older. she does something pretty out of character in this showdown. for someone who is portrayed as harmless, caring and fragile throughout, with a kindness that no one can fault, killing someone so brutally is not something that anyone expects her to do. but in this showdown, it’s exactly what she does. it kinda throws the other characters off-guard. especially since it’s not something they had ever seen before.
here’s a sneak peek, if you’re curious of the last thing written. not published yet though, so you’d be the first to see this.
chapter twenty-five: little girl gone.
It was brutal, but she had enjoyed it so much that it had almost brought the entire world to a halt.
In the distance, consumed by pure fear, Elysian stared at her. He saw her as she had been in that moment - a cold-blooded killer, or at least someone with the potential to become one. In that moment, she seemed like a different person, driven by revenge, hate, and pain.
When his eyes could finally tear their gaze away from her, they found Angelica’s, then Aurelius’s, and finally Kaia’s. They were all still in shock, their eyes widened by the sight, fear etched on their faces. But then his gaze settled on Sena. The expression on her face wasn’t just one of shock or fear; it was tinged with sadness and grief, almost as if she had lost another child.
When her eyes met Elysian’s, she turned away, leaving after shooting one of the last gang members who had been trying to crawl away. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the warehouse, capturing everyone’s attention, diverting it from Harlow.
Harlow herself, in pain, slowly stood up and walked away, her body moving on autopilot as her gaze dropped to the floor.
The warehouse fell into silence, pregnant with unspoken words that were trapped in the throats of those who loved the girl who now seemed unrecognizable. A cold chill ran down each of their spines as they remained frozen in shock, unable to move. At least until Kaia finally decided to break the paralysis, stepping toward Harlow, determined not to lose her again
Neither Angelica nor Aurelius made an effort to stop her, even though they were the closest to her. But Elysian did. Just before she could pass him, he took hold of her wrist, keeping her firmly by his side. “She can handle herself. We need to get out of here,” he said. Kaia reluctantly stepped back and nodded, a frown on her face before she walked with him in the same direction that Sena had gone, her gaze helplessly brought back to the dead man on the floor that Harlow had brutally killed right in front of them.
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Well now you can keep coming back when you feel like sharing again 
You can share snippets, you can summarize it simply, you can show a photo that shows what happened last, or however you’d like to do it No rules.
Did she expect herself to be able to do it?
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Okay, so: 3rd WIP, Pull.
A girl accidentally “kills” her bff and throws his body in a river to hide the violent crime … and then ends up accidentally enlisting his mom to help her save her butt further
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Trying to reshape this first chapter in BifL as it’s the most scatterbrained chapter out of them all (with reason to be)…
right before the slightly anticlimactic deed
Fourth period finally ended and the blonde god bumped into me with that lazy smirk on his face—never really noticed the look before. But then, when has he ever looked at me? Every time I glanced at him today, I got a flash of those teeth. I guess it looked sexy, but I knew what these guys were, and no matter that fangs gave me goosebumps, earlier, all I could think of was a true bite from a werewolf, something that would bind me to their world. I fought against shuddering—out of desire or fear, hell if I knew. As it was, my legs were shaking for what I was about to do to myself. He might as well have been a vibrator, for the part he had in that reaction.
“Well?”
“I would love to go out tonight…” It wasn’t hard to look nervous, with this change in plans. Hell, I was nervous. The trick was looking more interested than I’d ever felt in my life. I guess I’ll have to lean on my natural embarrassment.
Then I noticed the tension in him, that look of hunger as he thought I might reject him? His hands balled up as subtly as they could. Oh, shit, that’s a turn-on. Not his looks or his status, but the power I held for one feebly brief moment. Sweet Baby Jesus, control yourself, girl.
One second I figured the whole of myself out. Figured out a hell of a lot of women, too. We crave approval and recognition through powerful people, not of our own work or worth, but on them deeming us worthy of their toil. It is primal, and it’s so damned foolish. You can’t steal who they are for yourself, even if you’re together for life. So what if you’re special to him (and you should be, if it’s going anywhere)—are you special to yourself?
This bit hits about where I want it to, finally.
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thank you! i might just do that more often! it’s definitely fun.
no, actually. in this particular scene of the story, she was unable to regulate her own emotions, and couldn’t handle the intense stress, as well as the perceived threat of the situation, and that led to her mind entering this dissociative state where she committed something inhuman without fully realising or understanding what she’s doing, almost as if she’s disconnected from her own actions. she would later block it out subconsciously, because it’d probably be too much for her to take.
this… is actually a spoiler but it eventually leads to the conclusion that harlow has c-ptsd. something that had occured after her trauma as a child, when she was first taken. she forgot almost everything about her trauma, but when she’s thrown back into the same place she’d been in before, she starts to remember all her memories, and she can’t handle it. so she experiences all these symptoms of c-ptsd - things like emotional outbursts, nightmares, somatic symptoms, difficulty trusting others, hyper-vigilance, flashbacks, self-blame and guilt, difficulty coping with intense emotions, and a strong attachment to one of the characters who suffered through the same thing that she did.
i wanted to make her more real. kinda wanted the audience/readers to understand that she doesn’t just get out of there without some kind of damage, that she’s not some superhero or warrior who can handle everything and anything, or some kind of fighter who is strong enough to get past everything. it’s not that easy, and harlow isn’t meant to be that kind of character. idk, i’m still kinda planning what to do with her though, at the end of the novel. i’m still wondering if i should give it a good ending, or a bad one.
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“But I’m too weak,” Isaac whispered. His tears began to drip onto the floor. “I…don’t know if I can keep moving anymore.”
The words left Hidayat frozen in place. A wave of nausea rose up inside him—this shouldn’t be real, shouldn’t feel so overwhelmingly real—
Isaac didn’t seem to notice as he stood motionless before him, his fingers brushing against the fabric of his shirt. When Hidayat finally spoke, the sound of his voice was so tiny it barely registered to his own ears.
“Hey.” He swallowed hard.
Isaac glanced up again.
Hidayat opened his mouth and closed it immediately. He struggled with the words; his tongue refused to cooperate. “I’m here,” he managed after several painful moments. “I’m right here.”
Isaac pressed his lips together.
Hidayat squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, the tightness around his chest unrelenting. Then, when he spoke, it sounded choked up. “There isn’t a place I would rather be than with you.”
And they say Hida doesn’t have a heart. 
Hida’s over here like, How does one express emotions??
Last chapter was wholesome Isahida moments before everything burns
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I saw this and it was as beautiful as this post suggests would recommend
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And I don’t know what is worse, my drama about falling away or my denial of our unity. Ugh, I don’t know. Sometimes there’s not enough words to explain why my feels don’t match my thoughts and my actions are all the way over in lala land.
~ Ch 22 BifL
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“It’s not always about changing the future,” said Isaac quietly, his voice wavering. “Sometimes it’s about being able to say goodbye.”
“I don’t understand.”
Isaac met Hidayat’s eyes. The tears had stopped flowing now; the redness had faded.
Hidayat felt himself flinching at Isaac’s gaze, his eyes reflecting something more wild and savage now. They reminded him of the snarling glare of a predator.
“I want to see the future,” he said evenly, his tone flat and almost bored.
Isaac’s expression didn’t change, nor did his posture shift in any way.
“I want to know what’s coming.”
“Why?”
Isaac blinked as the teary light began to fade, replaced by a hard, empty stare. “Because I don’t want to just say goodbye.”
He might be more of an interesting character than I gave him credit for.
I like the Ascendent foreshadowing here lolol. Man’s Ascendent character is really starting to bleed through.
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I am here to say: don’t read it unless you want to be scarred for life.
BifL Puma fight
And he turned to face the mountain lion, shifting as he straddled my entangled legs.
I had never asked to see him shift. I know, most girls want to adore their mate’s wolf and brag about how beautiful they are. Maybe if they’re kinky they’ll think about making fur-babies.
I don’t know why I never asked, but this was not the way I wanted this done. His pants shredded like tissue, boxers, too, and I got to watch him transform from man to monster ass end first.
Look, guy’s balls are a wrinkly mess. It just goes from mostly bare human nuts to something you put on your car’s mirror to scare granny. And this firm human ass shrivels down to the lean bony doggie butt with a strapping otter-tail that could leave permanent scars if a beating commenced.
I think I’m scarred for life. This must be what men feel like when they watch their babies and the afterbirth drop out of the hole they like to plug. It’s going to take me a while before I ever grope his ass again.
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Alive At Crepusculum
Mallord’s like, “I’ve retired. Leave me alone.” Then Albert is like, “Nah, mediums want your help.” Then Mallord is like, “Well, okay, maybe I will, no maybe I won’t, no maybe I will…won’t, will, won’t…”
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