I’m sitting here working on the Flutterpie visual novel, and I’m almost done writing the second of three routes, and it just now dawned on my that I’ve now completed way more than half of the writing for this game. Probably something like 75%.

Like, there’s lots of revision to do, definitely. And I still have lots and lots of art to do.

But I will probably be done with the writing in, like, a few weeks.

I don’t usually get half this far into my projects so I am very surprised and happy.



Have some low quality pictures of my cat and I

Every time I go back and relisten to a bit of Grell’s dialogue in the Kuro dub to compare it to the original lines, I fall a little bit more in love with her.


Alright so I guess this is a challenge??? So thanks @ryanvomusic for including me lol. Lock screen/last song/last selfie👀 oh yeah I gotta tag people uhhhhh @totalariana @pumpkinspicetardis @bitchesloveducks @moonlightgae @rimblaster @longjump506 @nickrising @callme-c0nn0r idk that should be enough happy Tuesday bitchez

Of Monsters And Men

People were just so simple. It was too easy these days, with sex so free and easy. Violet knew she was beautiful and desirable and people wanted to touch her. She had a secret or two, but by the time anyone found out, it was too late. Violet smirked at the thought, her tongue caressing her teeth.

The muscled leather bear across from her grinned and Violet battered her false eyelashes at him. He would do nicely. He was clearly here alone, and he had just one thing on his mind as he looked up and down at Violet’s slender, lingerie-clad body. He wanted to tear her apart, tear her clothes off and shove himself inside her without regard for her or her pleasure. Violet could smell the desire rolling off of him in waves.

Violet had seen the man harassing one of the performers earlier, the new bendy Russian blonde who clearly wasn’t interested in this brute of a man as he slapped her padded ass and forced a kiss on her. He looked like a Tom of Finland drawing and those huge muscled arms should have scared Violet but instead they excited her for all the wrong reasons.

There was just something so satisfying about turning the tables on a man unaccustomed to being prey. Violet jerked her head in the direction of the alley and the man smirked wickedly. Violet did too. She almost felt bad for the poor guy, but she really didn’t. Maybe God would judge him, but since He was around, Violet would happily pass her own judgment.

As soon as she was into the alley, the man pushed her roughly against the wall and was about to lift her skirt when Violet flipped them, slamming him against the wall. His eyes widened at her unexpected strength but Violet silenced him before he could speak or protest. She liked to see the fear in their eyes, the ones she marked to kill, the ones she felt deserved it. The world would be a better place without this scum.

Violet snapped his neck, ending him quickly, as she was not entirely without mercy. She presses her lips to his neck, her fangs appearing instantly, and drained his blood. That should stave off the hunger for a while. She’d killed three now in this area. It was past time for her to go, but something about this area compelled her to stay. The number of sleazy patrons had decreased, or at least they were running scared, as her previous two kills had also been convicted sex offenders, or at least, that was what the news told her.

Violet didn’t have the time tonight to leave this body in her in her M.O., a particularly gruesome personal signature where tore the victim’s heart out through the anus and left it there. It had left police baffled. She knew she was playing fast and loose with the required discretion of her kind, but something about Violet had become reckless. She’d been alone for too long and she was tired. She had no clan, not even a nest, and it was hard sometimes to be a lone wolf in this ever changing world.

Immortality was more a curse than people realized when they wished for it. Violet had wanted to be young and beautiful forever and she’d gotten what she wanted, but at a terrible price. Violet had never known hunger, and this hunger would never ever go away. At least like this, she’d rid the world of wicked men who only wanted to hurt a pretty thing like her. Violet left the body seated as if passed out from drugs or alcohol and she removed the last trace of blood from her face and body. Time to get back to the club before she was discovered. It might be her last night here after all.

Violet slipped back into the crowd and quickly found a hot body to dance with. Her hunger now at bay, she could blend in better, not needing to keep her distance. Violet had no shortage of dance partners, simply explaining away her coldness as her having just been outside. Violet figured it was about time to return to her rest, as the night was ending and the club closing. But Violet felt something inexplicable, and her eyes met with someone else’s from across the room.



“All men have stars, but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems… But all these stars are silent. You-You alone will have stars as no one else has them… In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars will be laughing when you look at the sky at night.” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince  

// had a little fun with watercolors but i don’t think they came out that well lol 



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