Under the cut is the comic I drew for this year’s 24 hour comics day/48 hour comics weekend! This is an adult horror comic, and it comes with some content warnings: miscarriage, child loss, violence, death, and nudity.
If you saw an earlier version of this post and couldn’t read the images, my apologies! This is real beast of a comic, clocking in at 24 pages, so it takes a little extra work figuring out how to get around tumblr’s image limits. I think it should hopefully read a little better with all the images under a cut, though. ENJOY!
Disclaimer:I own Leslie, and my friend owns Vernon.
Summary: “You’re lucky, you know that?”
AN:Hey guys, it’s me again! Just thought I ought to say, if you want vague updates and to talk to me more, I have a writing Tumblr, too! Twitter is Sunshinecackle, and Tumblr is Writteninsunshine! I also have a writing Discord that is currently pretty dead. xD If you want it, please contact me on Twitter!
So, this is for another drabble challenge for the FicWip server I’m in. I couldn’t help but write for these two, I love them a lot. They’re OC’s with my friend Mel ( @southxparkxafterxdark), two of our Alt!Verse Alex (Mel’s Douchebag/New Kid @nxwkid) and Pete’s kids. They’re the oldest two, a pair of twins. I just really love them, and Leslie is always super loud, so he’s easy to write.
Also, I am migrating to only posting to Ao3, and no longer uploading here. I am archiving this account. If you still want to see my fics, check Sunshinecackle on Ao3 or Writteninsunshine on Tumblr!
Leslie’s words caused Vernon’s head to jerk up, and he stared at the other man like his head was falling off.
"Lucky?”
“Yeah… You, uh… You’ve gotten me out of a lot of shit… There’s a lot of times that I think if you weren’t around to be my good luck charm… I probably would have died.”
Oh, so /these/ were the kinds of cheery thoughts that went through Leslie’s head when he was forced to lounge in bed all day. Vern chuckled regardless, shaking his head.
“You shouldn’t make me push our luck so hard, then, don'tcha think?”
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AN:I had a lot for Leslie going on in my head, so I decided to do this prompt for him and Vernon. Leslie is not good at sitting still and needs a babysitter. Who better than the man who went and got him pregnant in the first place?
MUSIC’S IT GIRLS CAS CHALLENGE Rules: Create/Dress up a Sim based off of some of music’s “It Girls” (essentially songs named after/about a specific woman).
Okay. I actually WATCHED this video. I can verify it’s not incest, but I still have a LOT of reservations about the story. I appreciate the plot twist, but the girl lies about being raped to save her lover from her violent brother.
I am not saying this would never happen or that no woman has ever lied about sexual assault, but the story ends at the revelation. There’s no follow-up on what happens to the brother due to his violent crimes. Or what happens to the girl and her lover from that point. I get that this girl in this story is young - a teen - and she’s been raised in a highly dysfunctional family. She’s dealing with pregnancy. The father is also a teen. There’s no clue about how he’s dealing with this - or if he’s even still her lover. It also makes the viewer more sceptical about victim claims of assault.
So, while I appreciate the subject matter on one score, I’m not sure it was handled in an entirely mature fashion. It seems to have been thought up more like a ‘gotcha’ sort of thing that the sister got one over on her horrible, violent brother, who in his sick way showed that he cared about her by exacting vengeance on the men he thought had harmed her. (Although the story is vague about his motivations. It seems to be more about the brother’s ideas of family honour than any actual affection for his little sister.)
All of this brings me to a final point. I’m not sure how old this storyteller is, but I did watch several of their other stories. There’s a lot of unhelpful messaging about body image and overly simplistic “morals” to the stories. However, the visuals and animations are above par for sims videos.
The banner is click-bait and skillfully so. I’m not sure I’d recommend this storyteller overall though.
what a lot of people don’t understand about shireen abu aqla’s assassination is that this woman was influential in so many ways - but in ways that were dangerous to the occupiers because her voice was a powerful one and she refused to back down or be cowed
she spent decades documenting and sharing and reporting with strength and expertise. she was well-known and well-loved
they knew who they were silencing and they knew how far her voice reached
the sniper’s bullet that hit her was not an accident
Harvest season in Uruk, the greatest city in the world. When the fields are cut bare, the river runs swift, and even the gods themselves die. When a priest summons Crawley, she finds not the usual bargaining and lust for power, but something deeper, more twisted, and utterly inescapable.
With the first night’s ritual complete, a young priest named Iltani is ordered to take care of the captive demon…
They’d torn her apart again, but she’d found most of the pieces and slipped away while they were laughing. They’d noticed she was gone by now, so she had to hide, curled in on herself, coiled in the shadows, trying to stop her heart from beating before they heard it.
She didn’t know who they were, but it was important they didn’t find her.
She’d tried to go to the place she was safe, the only place, but they’d taken it from her, and now she couldn’t say the name, couldn’t even think it or they’d take the memory, too. Or had they already done so? If forgetting was the only way to protect it, how was she supposed to know if it was safe?
Something was coming. Shuffling, dragging steps. Scrabbling paws. A hand running across her hair as Lucifer whispered, “Come on, Crawley, the others want to play…”
With a strangled cry, her eyes snapped open to find someone far too close. Someone who wasn’t Aziraphale.
Did some lil magpie backstory sketches! I had to iron out their old design bc I have been pondering making a little test comic (we will fucking see on that LOL)
Characters:Max Evans, Isobel Evans, Michael Guerin, Liz Ortecho, Noah Bracken, Rosa Ortecho, Jenna Cameron, Alex Manes, Jesse Manes, Nora Turman, Kyle Valenti, Maria DeLuca, Wyatt Long, Flint Manes, Louise Truman, Mr. Jones
Music:My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark by Fall Out Boy
I like how red dress girl looks so energetic and absolutely full of murderous intent, like I really get a sense of her body moving and her trying to leverage the strength of her legs into really driving that knife in hard and her face absolutely looks like that of a woman trying kill somebody, and big pale guy looks so stiff and nonchalant and hesitant as she’s about to drive that knife into his chest. Like, he’s just kind of awkwardly moving a not-quite-formed fist toward her like he’s not sure what to do here and unclear on whether he wants to go for pinning her other arm against his body or grabbing her shoulder or punching her and looking at her like he’s kind of befuddled and weirdly like he wants to put a flower in her hair or something. Reminds me of those old Medieval pictures where people are being boiled alive in a cauldron by demons in Hell or something and they’re just sort of… chilling, with neutral expressions on their faces, like the situation doesn’t bother them much.
pairing: tyril starfury x f!drow!mc (nehal nighbloom)
words: 900+
warnings: corrupted MC; death mention; blood/violence; hurt/comfort; part 2 to thisfic
a/n: so, remember when i wrote that corrupted!mc ficlet and you guys asked for a part 2? and i never wrote it? well now i kinda did lol just a little present for @bladesappreciationweek epilogue day<3 thank u judie for making sure this made sense <3 idk what this is, i haven’t really written in months, enjoy :) reblogs are very appreciated!
Even now, as the unfamiliar rage morphs her expression into something akin to hatred, her dagger only a fraction of an inch away from his throat– yes, even now he drinks in the sight of her with nothing but love in his gaze.
