#random plot bunnies

In which the Lords in Black aren't fully satisfied with Grace's sacrifice (or, the pitfalls of an abstinence only sex education)

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She hadn't wanted to kill them, Grace thought numbly as she stared down at her dirt streaked hands, unable to shake the image of her latest victims from her mind. Yes, she believed that the behaviour she'd witnessed from the young couple, drunk and making out in the park, was dirty and perverse but she didn't want to kill them. And yet when she had gotten near, it was as though she was seized by a terrible hunger and she just couldn't stop herself.

She slipped to the ground, resting her head against the side of her bed and felt tears burning her eyes. It had been a few months since everything with Max... since she had given in to the primal temptations and sacrificed her chastity to send him to hell. She should feel... something. Relief? But her insides felt like they were rotting. She'd done so many terrible things and she didn't even have her unwavering faith to fall back on anymore, not after what she'd seen in the school gym. She didn't know if the colourful figures had been demons or if they truly were gods but it felt like jagged claws had slashed apart the fabric of her soul, leaving jagged doubts behind. Doubts and hunger.

At first she'd been able to ignore it but it had gotten stronger. It would rise in waves, crescendoing down onto her when they peaked and leaving her scrabbling for purchase as her mind crumbled.

Even the brief moments of peace she usually got between the waves had been lost to her now as she found herself battling daily with nausea, sometimes barely making it from her bed to the bathroom in time. She had tried to hide it as best she could but she knew her parents were concerned, had heard them whispering while she lingered in doorways. If it continued much longer they'd want to take her to the doctor, but she knew medicine couldn't help her. Her soul was sick, that was the cause. She would just have to pray harder. Maybe she could ask Stephie and Petey for help? Surely her friends would agree to pray with her when they saw how bad things had gotten.

Struggling to her feet, feeling her stomach twist painfully as she did so, she retrieved her phone from her bedside and sent Steph a text asking to meet up.

Her friends would help. They had to.

Just an update for those who are interested in each fic :)

Supernaut

I haven’t started the next chapter yet, but I’ve been meaning to! This sort of accidentally went on the back burner for a minute to focus on another work but I’m getting myself hyped up to start writing. (I do have the rest of it planned out!)

Zombie Stomp

I’ve finished the first draft for chapter one but because I’ve been focused on making this one perfect I still have to edit and revise sections of it first. I am hoping to start Chapter 2 soon and to have 1 posted by Friday!

Eddie Munson BB

I can’t share much, but I am currently trying to come up with some interesting plot ideas for this.

Requested prompts

So I’ve been playing with different ideas and plot bunnies that randomly pop in my head and won’t leave me alone. This is one I have on the back burner. I’ve got the first chapter done, but still trying to figure out where I want this to go. For now, here’s a teaser. 

Gordon and Alan injured, plus worried older bros.

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“We’ll be right there,” John said. “Is Alan conscious?”

“Negative, John. Scott has been unable to raise him.”

John met Virgil’s uneasy gaze as they heard their father’s words. “Tell Scott we’re on our way. We’ll update as soon as we can.”

“Be careful, Boys. Base out.”

John watched as Virgil took in a calming breath. As chief medical officer, he knew his younger brother was feeling the pressure. “Virgil, I’ll fly Two. You stay with Gordon.”

Virgil shook his head in disagreement. “No, you’ll need me to do it. If Alan is as packed as Scott says, it’s going to be tricky.”

“Gordon needs you too. I want to help, Virgil. You might be more experienced piloting, but you can’t do all of this on your own,” John argued.

“They both need me, John,” Virgil declared. “I won’t let Allie die in that building because I couldn’t be there.”

John walked over to Virgil and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. “We’ve got this,” the blonde comforted. “Tell me what you need me to do.”

“Gordon is stable for now. Stay with him. If his blood pressure starts bottoming out, we can switch, but until then, I need to do this, John,” Virgil admitted, meeting his brother’s reassuring blue eyes.

@toomanystoriessolittletime and I are frequently being attacked by plot bunnies.

Most of the time we know we won’t be able to write them since we already have so many requests/original ideas to work on so I decided to start posting them in case anyone finds them interesting and decide to write them.

I only ask, in case you do use these ideas, please tag me on them? So I can give it a read? I’d love to see them written.

So first random plot bunny, loosely based on a Brazilian soap opera.

Character A owns a model company, but they are on the verge of going bankrupt. They only chance is to have one of their models enter this contest for a huge fashion magazine. The model will get a cash prize and the editorial spread on the magazine, while the agency gets its fame back. All Character A needs is the perfect model for the contest.

Enters Character B, who recently came into the city for whatever reason. They have no job and enter Character A’s life by accident, but it’s the answer to their prayers. Now they need to work together to turn Character B into the perfect model for this contest and they may even fall in love in the process.

Roadbuster finds Verity, Wrecker culture has it abandon kids or sparkling that came up from vector sigma are basically free to adopt.

So he claims the tween Verity, that's his newest child now, doesn't matter he's on earth. Doesn't care about the Nest humans freaking out, doesn't care the bots are.

Ironhide is the only one brave/stupid enough to try and get Roadbuster to give up Verity....

A few hours later, Ironhide has adopted her too.

Optimus is facepalming so hard.

Bumblebee can't stop laughing, because Ironhide have him so much slag about basicly adopting Sam.

Jazz and Topspin aren't much better than Bee.