#vryfmi

skullyle 4 u!! is skull a human person spectating? A sentient chat bot? malware? haunting the computer? we’ll never know…

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“Go mid, mid, I’m taking top, I will cover you, you wanker,” Lucy hisses into her mic, fingers flying over her keyboard. “Seriously.”

The chat box lights up in the corner of her second monitor. Lucy glances over.

ur mom is mid

“Shut up,” she mutters, flicking her gaze back to the game. Time is ticking down and they haven’t even reached first checkpoint yet. What Lucy wouldn’t give to have some competent team members for once. At the very least a decent healer, but apparently even those are rare in Plat 2.

She looks over again. skull is typing…

u shld push now

“Are you kidding? They just broke shield and I don’t have my ult—"

push

Lucy takes in her dwindling teammate count and sluggish cooldown timers.

“There’s no way—”

wat else r u gonna do?

Lucy groans. “I need a better hobby.” She pulls up her cracked shield, paltry protection that her healer huddles behind as they push forward against an onslaught of attacks.

Lucy’s not sure what does her in in the end, if it’s the well-placed revolver shot that shatters her shield or the scattered arrows that bounce against the walls to pierce both the shield and her character’s forehead. Whatever it is, it kills her just in time for time to land on double zeros, concluding the game.

DEFEAT, her screen announces. Lucy tips her head back with a sigh.

“Maybe I should take a break from comp,” she says as she exits the game, right before the stats can lay themselves out and embarrass her even more.

New Halloween cosmetics flit before her eyes in violent colors, specifically created to give her a headache. Lucy tabs out of the game and turns to chat, fingers flying.

thought you said to push?

His response is instantaneous. skill issue

*skull issue, Lucy corrects. Her fingers hover over the keys for moment, debating. if we duo comp, maybe i wont lose as badly

A moment passes. And then another. Lucy’s got the mouse hovering over the message, ready to right-click and delete it from existence when a small ping breaks through her awareness.

Join skull’s team?

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

FORWARD. i know most people are used to 3/4th faces and find forward faces hard but it’s the other way around for me. i think if you look at my art you’ll find most of them are just facing forward adjdhjd

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

iiii dont draw anywhere but on my desk. if i need to paint something, maybe on the floor

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

You get: Fasciated Tootsie Pop

treat for you!! now I'M thinking of skullyle witch and familiar au!!!

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Lucy found him in the street. More accurately, she found him rooting in her bins late at night, lured in by her last failure of a stamina brew that had emerged from her cauldron as thick as tar and smelling like roast chicken. She'd managed to snatch him up by his skinny cat body before he could really get into it, holding him at arm's length in case he started clawing and biting at her bare arms.

He'd snarled at her and Lucy named him Skull because he was so deathly thin. And then, against her better judgement, she'd slotted him in her messy little life and waited for him to snap and break skin. Break her.

But he doesn't.

Skull does manage to make her life difficult in other ways. He hisses and snarls and kicks up his litter box every day. He knocks her elixirs off their shelves and claws at her pillows and wakes her up in the middle of the night to make her turn on the faucet so he can lick at the dribble of water for 30 seconds and then smugly saunter off into the dark. His fur is seems to be resistant to cleaning charms and his presence fucks with her wards just enough that she has to refresh them twice as often now

But he always swipes at Lucy's wrist with his claws sheathed. He nips affectionately at her fingers when she greets him in the mornings. And he presses his face to hers late at night, when she's had a miserable day and everything seems so bleak and worthless. His purring rumbles deep in her chest, vibrating out from where he likes to tuck his face into her neck to sleep.

And it's those small, gentle moments that save her. That show Lucy she can curl her arm around his slender little body and press a kiss between his ears and stop waiting for the day he'll carve open her skin and her heart.

yaaaayyy i'm so glad you like it 💕 im most excited to hurt my best boy george 🥰 it sounds so mean but i want this au to be mean. i want it to be difficult and gut-wrenching and heart-wrenching and i want to put george through it over and over again because the way he works through things is so fascinating to me. i love writing his thought process, the way he can retreat into memories and facts and logic in a way that nobody else can and it makes for a fantastic writing style and character style to play with. he is just silly putty in my hands and im stretching and smooshing him for fun hehe

so the title of the fic was originally just me wanting to be thematically relevant and picking something logic/stem-based/pretentious for a title djsakhkgjdfs i was brainstorming stuff and i thought of set theory as i was thinking back to a linguistics class i took on logic in uni. and i really like how it connects to everything. set theory is about order, defining groups and members and organizing things out of chaos. the beginnings of any apocalypse is chaos. george would be spending every waking second trying to rationalize it, the same way he's obsessed with the problem in canon. for this to be stemming from the problem would be the equivalent of handing him a chew-toy filled with catnip and he would be gathering data and positing theories at every possible moment in his mind as theyre trying to survive. and he's also doing this with lucy and lockwood as well. in ch1 alone, he's constantly reiterating the fact that he's separate from locklyle, that they are divided in a way that he can never change. in fact, he's so invested in this supposed "truth" that he's nearly blind to the possibility that maybe it doesn't have to be this way...

heehoo i am sooo excited for this one, both plot and character-wise!!!! if def has a lot of potential in l&co since everyone is kinda already living in an apocalypse so they have the basics down of being prepared to fight, having weapons, etc., but it's been really fun to toy with enemies that don't have set rules/identifiable ways of behaving the same way ghosts do (or if they do, our fearless heroes havent figured it out yet a la the beginning of the problem). i also just love horror media and zombies a lot so it's been really fun to create my own ideal zombie! i like sound-focused zombies and this au has also given me the opportunity to insert some slivers of humanity in them that cut deep when it matters :3c