And Never Was It Perfect

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if i'm not ascended to the ethereal plane from sheer stress by the time finals are over, i guess I'll get the new chapter for my fic out...

The Side Character

Summary: Bel-Imperia spends the evening with her friends. Or, a smattering of Early Modern characters meet up for drinks.

Word count: 1,353 AO3 link

Includes characters from: Hamlet, The Spanish Tragedy, The Merchant of Venice, and Doctor Faustus.

Note: Initially, I wrote this for my Early Modern English Literature class, and found it again going through my stuff. You don't necessarily have to have read the plays to understand what's going on, it just adds more context. It's more a commentary on the role of women in early modern literature.

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Thanks for the inspiration @kylermalloy , hope you like it!

Suki glanced down at the fist-sized, wooden warrior figure Todi had been nice enough to paint for her. He was a kind-faced man with shoulder-length hair who, along with his wife, Kiyoh, watched the children of the Kyoshi warriors while they were out on missions. She sat at the edge of their porch, staring out at the watery horizon line and watching for the first hint of the returning ship. The warriors had gone to aid Yoyoka in ridding some stubborn bandits from their trade routes.

Creatures of the Night

Chapter 11 - better by far to forget and smile

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(TW: injury, pain, graphic violence, unconsciousness, panic attacks)

(The title of the chapter comes from "Remember" by Christina Rossetti )

Patton blinked. He’d zoned out, though he couldn’t tell how long. Long enough his limbs felt stiff and weighed down—similar to waking up from a nap. The world hadn’t so much as twitched in the time he’d sat there reminiscing. Wakeby was stagnant as a reflecting pool, but just murky enough for him to forget that the outside world existed, that his past had even happened.

For a while, he’d worried about lying to everyone. To Dot… What if he couldn’t keep it up? What if they found out he wasn’t the happy-go-lucky guy everyone knew and loved? Those concerns hadn’t lasted. It had only been a façade for the first year or so.

Creatures of the Night

Chapter 8 - secrets, running over my soul without sound

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(TW: mild violence, panic attacks, and negative self talk)

(The title for this chapter comes from "Secrets" by Lola Ridge)

"Life went on like that for years," Dorian muttered, staring into the fire with his knuckles resting against his lips. Roman's eyes hadn't left the demon's face in a dozen minutes. It hadn't changed. It hadn't so much as twitched aside from his mouth moving as the words flowed. It was inhuman, though Roman figured that would make sense. Dorian wasn't exactly human himself.

Anymore, at least.

Still, Roman didn't see how this related to himself, or his curse, but he didn't dare interrupt. Somehow, he knew that if he stopped him now, he may not start again—tonight at least. Roman glanced at the mouth of the cave. They had maybe an hour until his curse would lift.

Creatures of the Night

Chapter 5 - or did i snag you on my sharper edges

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(TW: some negative thinking and graphic(ish) imagery)

(The title for this chapter comes from "Secrets" by Lola Ridge.)

The rain came down in torrents, drenching everything in sight—including Roman. The serpent was silent, deliberating his words. Roman fidgeted in the snake's hold, simply wanting the ordeal to be over. He paused. What was going to happen once the deal was made? They'd sit a talk for the rest of the night? What about after that? Simply being told how to break the curse didn't mean he'd have any way readily available to do it. How long would it take? Would he still have to fight the demon every night until he figured it out?

Roman began to shiver with cold. The slick, metal-like scales wrapping around him weren't helping either. The demon didn't radiate any heat, in fact, it seemed to be seeping what little warmth Roman's body had been clinging to with every passing second.

Creatures of the Night

Chapter 2 - and down they forgot as up they grew

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(TW: child abuse, intense arguing, off-screen character death, car crash, blood, and mild injury.)

(The title for this chapter comes from "anyone lived in a pretty how town" by E. E. Cummings.)

Stokemore, Missouri.

Age: 10

Roman sat at the kitchen counter tapping his pencil against his chin. The math homework for this week was fractions, and he hated fractions. The clock on the wall ticked softly, and the dishwasher thrummed on the opposite side of the counter. His parents had left to go grocery shopping an hour and a half ago. He was starting to get worried, which wasn't helping him finish his homework at all. Pushing back, he clambered down the stools that were still a bit too high for him and grabbed the landline from its port near the fridge. He punched in his father's phone number, mouthing the words to the song he'd made up to help himself remember the number. The line rang... and rang, and rang. Nothing. The automated voice of a woman told him his father was unavailable, but he could leave his name and number after the beep. Roman replaced the phone and wiped his hands on his pants. What was he getting so worked up about? They were only at the grocery store. He was sure they'd be back in a few minutes. Nothing to worry about.

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Portraits of the sanders bois. Pictures made through artbreeder.com (though janus’s scales/mouth/eye, most their eye colors, and remus’s hair/eyes I did myself in photoshop) Yes, Pat and Lo don’t have glasses. Artbreeder’s AI isn’t super conducive to stuff in front of faces... or expressions... but hey, they look pretty cool, right?

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