#rapidashpatronus

aw thank you so much!!!

Hey!!!! Sorry, just saw this. I have used Roll20 in the past, but not often enough to figure out how to use it efficiently… so what I’ve been doing with my group actually is a lot of theatre-of-the-mind stuff after I send an image of the grid map I’m working off of.

Like, the last combat map I used remotely was one that I minorly edited to add numbers and a little square in it to indicate where the enemies were (the square was the Boss of the fight).  I then made some terrain notes, like “if you jump on the rocks over on the left side of the map, you have to make an athletics roll to make it up there, but then if you make it, you get advantage on attacks…” etc.  We all kind of used the map as a reference to start out, at least.

I’m not 100% sure what I’m doing this upcoming week because we’ve had some connectivity issues re: video chat.  So I might switch to play-by-post if we can’t do video/voice.  Which will be… an adjustment for my players, for sure.

Someone will find you and think you are the light that shines from inside the droplets on grass, one day

Day One: Published in 2017

Patches by @rapidashpatronus, 15k words

I’ll be honest here, I didn’t really remember much about this fic by now, other than it was some of the crew stranded somewhere immediately after Scarif, and that I loved it. But now that I’ve a) looked it up and b) skipped through it -

this one is so good. It was among the first ten or twenty or so fics I read, I think, and this is actually a scenario that I find horrifying, and I think that intrigued me. But mostly it’s so sad, and so tense, and so SAD, and so beautiful and well-written and hopeful and *sniffs* I’ll leave you with an excerpt from the prologue. Please give this fic a go if you haven’t!

 Three.

He’s wasting his moments, thinking like this; there’s no time for distraction. Even with his eyes closed, the sharpening light is invasive. The air, already hot in this place, is drying out like dust. Sand-sharpened wind scours his cheeks and whips his face with her hair, filled with the smell of brine and electrical smoke.

Will it hurt him? He can take it, he thinks – he hopes. Pain is an enemy he has met more often and known more intimately than any friend or lover. Will it – Force forbid – hurt her?

 Two.

Her conviction that the file got through was so solid that he hadn’t questioned it, but fear now races through him, pushing doubt into the cracks, expanding and forcing him apart in the ever-growing heat. What if it all ends, sometime soon after him, all he has given his life for since he has been old enough to know that life can end? Now for the first time he has known that life can begin. And he doesn’t want to die.

 One.

He realises again he has wasted a precious second in distraction. Focus. Eyes shut. Mineral tastes of sand and blood. Roaring water, rending air. She is, at last, shaking, and he feels her gasp in fear as it thunders nearer, pictures her frightened, beaten face –

He stares ahead in sudden horror: he cannot remember what colour her eyes are.

There’s a brother and sister in an incestuous relationship and in the first episode the heroine looks around the deer park and sees deer, if by “deer” you mean “a man coercing a woman into giving him a handjob”

  Every time I see someone dig through my blog and...

1) how dare you, your fan art is AMAZING and I love it and also all your other work. And 2) make no apologies for fandom hopping, variable output, hiatus etc… create what you want at whatever pace you are able and we are grateful to have it (and you). Take care of yourself! X

hjkahdj you’re too kind ahh ;__; <3 don’t worry though, I’m not being self-deprecating about my current art, I was referring to the very first pieces I did for LoM fandom wayyyy back in 2012 haha!

I ... would ... probably not go that far. I mean, they’re humans, but they’re humans in space, so weird things probably happen, that’s just ... not ... in my ... wheelhouse. 

Yeah, no. I don’t do mpreg, like ever. I don’t seek it out. I definitely don’t understand it. 

No. Nonononono. No.

Yay! Finding out people’s lovely names is a great bonus :)

Caress - The Brian Jonestown Massacre

Romeo Had Juliette - Lou Reed

Easy Easy - King Krule

Salome - Wovenhand

Soul Auctioneer - Death in Vegas

I Feel Love (Every Million Miles) - The Dead Weather

Disco//very - Warpaint

Axolotl - The Veils