Kas!Eddie playlist
The journey of Eddie Munson as Kas
Kicks off with Vecna as "The Thing That Should Not Be" and Eddie dying (sorry), then follows Kas waking up and being a puppet, overcoming it (after implying he stumbles across his former friends), then finally fighting against and defeating Vecna in order to save them and the world
The song order is deliberate, so I recommend listening in order, but I highly recommend all of the songs on there. Mostly nu metal, industrial, and hard rock, big big vampire vibes and dark themes.
I will fight until the end. Get ready to collide. And I will watch you fall again, I'll burry you alive. You tried to bring me to my knees, you tried to take it all. Now I will stand and watch you crawl. 🦇🛡🩸
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Day 5 of Nano
WIP: Something Wicked
Status: Rewriting
NaNo profile: afoolandathief
NaNoWriMo 2022 Goal: 250 words a day
Words written today: 803
NaNo WC total (not counting prior work): 1,633
Total WC for rewrite: 34,876
So I had to skip NaNo the last couple days as I helped planned and carried out a sort of protest (and it was amazing!!). But, given my goal of a light 250 words a day, I think I more than made up for it today. And I wrapped up Chapter 8 7 (I mixed these up), a chapter I went back and added after the fact, so I'm now at a total of 11 chapters into the rewrite, and I've already started Chapter 12 (speaking of which, if you're in the SW Discord, I updated the Discord draft finally)!
Excerpt and taglist below ↓
I'm going to include a longer excerpt from earlier in the chapter that I'm proud of, since I did wrap it up tonight.
TWs for wolves, body horror, food mention, death/murder mention, blood mention, drug mention, brief nudity, sex/sex work mention and mention of attempted sexual assault
The moon was setting below the horizon now, but Caz knew that wasn’t really what mattered. What mattered was the sliver of darkness at its edge, the moon turning her face away, her pull lessened if only slightly.
There was still plenty of light to see the massive wolf running across the stretch of desert toward him.
Caz moved in quick bursts as she approached, letting her get close enough to nip his heels before weaving back toward the parking lot until that stitch returned in his gut. She bent her head as if to play, her gray coat dazzling under the moonlight.
It wasn’t until they were at the edge of the lot, near that rotten-smelling dumpster, that she began to whine, then snap at him until he floated up and out of reach. She choked out a warning growl just before collapsing on the pavement, her limbs spasming and torso heaving.
Caz gritted his teeth hard enough to ruin several for good and waited. Waited through the atrophying muscles and reshaping bones. Waited through the skin-prickling hair loss. Waited until the whines and whistles became the coughs and moans of something all-too human. And then he dropped.
The first thought he had upon seeing Lila Brown was that he needed to feed her. It was the first thing he’d ever said to her the night they met, or maybe the second — no, the third. The first thing he’d asked was if this guy was bothering her. The second was if she wanted his truck once he’d finished draining him. He had crawled out its window after tilting it to the side with the sheer force of his attack, his stomach even fuller than it was now and his voice trembling from traces of amphetamines in the blood. She’d shaken her head. She couldn’t drive, he later found out, not that she’d want the very thing the guy had used to corner her in the hopes for free head.
The third thing he’d said to her was a reluctant command to follow him home to crash on his couch, not knowing how scared she’d been hearing that, thinking he was taking her for himself. So, it was the fourth thing he’d ever said to her, then — not the third. A demand the skinny wraith eat some scrambled eggs and toast at his kitchen table the following afternoon.
She was still skinny, even now, though her bare flesh was more wrinkled and looser in some parts. Her gray coat had given way to a mat of brown curls, though there were now some strands of glitter, as she so affectionately called it.
“Hey sweets,” he said, in a voice those newly-reformed ears could barely pick up.
Gonna add the taglist for this, since I met a chapter milestone:
Something Wicked taglist (ask to be +/-): @author-a-holmes, @avian-writes, @diphthongsfordays, @drippingmoon, @ellierenae, @faelanvance, @fearofahumanplanet, @flowerprose, @houndmouthed, @joaniejustwokeup, @leiwritess, @mjayatlas, @purplezebraproductions, @rhymingteelookatme, @somealienquill, @thegreatobsesso, @thelaughingstag, @vylequinne, @writing-is-a-martial-art
General taglist (ask to be +/-): @jezifster, @athena-anna-rose
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