Some people changing their URLs for Halloween to have a Frankenstein ref in them, but I guess I’m just spoopy all year round, my header is always Hankenstein.
amethystripper asked: Vega has an absolutely encyclopedic anatomical knowledge when it comes to musculature and bones/tendons. Imagine his delight when he first gets a Rene Sep (or a Hannah Sep Jnr specifically) naked and sees that, especially over her back and butt, her muscles are outlined like a physiology diagram in slender, glowing lines, similar to the ones on her face
She’s never been sensitive about the scars, so far as James could tell. She sure as hell isn’t the only one who has any. Hers are a little different, sure, but everything about Lola’s a little different.
It’s the middle of the night, their first time in a real bed, clothes off, not just hurried down the front of the pants, uniforms pulled aside or pushed to mid thigh. He’d thought it would be soft, patient, but who the hell had he been kidding? She wasn’t patient.
But now she’s sprawled, naked on her stomach, sleeping and it’s dark and he can see the line of her spine when he shouldn’t be able to, the soft orange glow like a knotted cord down her back, and he’s seen it before, felt it under his fingers, but he’s never really seen it, how big that scar is. How fucking serious it is that she’s got cybernetic reinforcements along her whole damn backbone.
He leans closer, thumb brushing over where a second, smaller line chases off the first toward her weaker shoulder, along her trapezius, and down low at her sacrum where two branches like tree roots curve around toward the front of her pelvis, following the line of her iliac bones.
It’s fucking gorgeous. He presses his lips against her lower back, can still taste the sweat and on her, salt and tang. She flings a hand back toward him, clips his ear, settles on the back of his neck.
"Easy, Lola. Just me."
"Jesus Christ, James, go the fuck to sleep."
He grins, kisses his way along the glowing line, bright enough to illuminate the tip of his nose in the dark, until he nuzzles into her hair and she arches a little as his hand spreads over the place he’d been kissing. It’s just a touch warmer than the rest of her skin. “Sleep huh?”
Her grunt is rough and when she turns her head to kiss him he can see the scars on her cheek, the glow in them muted, and this time it’s lazy, messy, sweet as hell, even if she still is in no way patient.
Oh my woooorrrrd!
- "Wait right there, don’t move!"
- "That’s a good look for you."
- "Could you repeat that?"
- "Hey, have you seen the…? Oh.”
- "Everything’s going to be fine."
- "This isn’t exactly what I had in mind."
- "Are you flirting with me?"
- "Must be a day ending in y."
- "Stop trying to cheer me up!"
- "You want me to do what?”
- "It’s never too late."
- "Please stay."
- "If there’s one thing the world needs more of…"
- "I’ve got one word for you: sing-along!"
- "Are you fucking kidding me?"
- "Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?
- "That is one hell of a mess."
- "There’s something I’ve been meaning to say…"
- "Last time I ask you for a favor!"
- "Come on."
- "I need this."
- ”Don’t make it into a big deal.”
- "You forgot to say the magic word."
- "Where the fuck did that clown come from?"
- "I’ll never unsee that."
- "Can I tell you a secret?"
- "This one’s on me."
- "I’m lost."
- "Give me a hand."
- "I think you missed your calling."
Some advice for when you’re writing and find yourself stuck in the middle of a scene:
- kill someone
- ask this question: “What could go wrong?” and write exactly how it goes wrong
- switch the POV from your current character to another - a minor character, the antagonist, anyone
- stop writing whatever scene you’re struggling with and skip to the next one you want to write
- write the ending
- write a sex scene
- use a scene prompt
- use sentence starters
- read someone else’s writing
Never delete. Never read what you’ve already written. Pass Go, collect your $200, and keep going.