So we all know that whenever we put a story out, we’re subjecting our material to all sorts of opinions, ideas and feedback. And while it can be tough, we have to keep an open mind about how people will react to our story and the universe we’ve created. As artists it’s hard to, well bluntly put it, not be sensitive about our shit.
Do you guys ever get that ONE review that really just kind of grinds your gears? Like you wanna just say, “look man feel how you want but WHY are you being so harsh in your review? Just chill and work with me here or at least wait until the end before you completely obliterate what I have going on here?” and it’s hard because you know in the back of your mind that “everyone’s entitled to their opinion!” but geeeze, sometimes there’s just that oooonnne review.
I just needed to rant a bit. And no, I’m definitely not expecting every review to be great, I can definitely appreciate open constructive criticism, but like I said. Sometimes you just wanna tell some people to relax.
Also curious as to how that makes you guys feel, and how you choose to handle it.
Someone: Spark you really need to stop with all of these hybrids AU’s
Me: lol no fuck you, here’s one right now actually
“Ohm, you can’t just wander into the Deep Woods! Do you realise how many predators are there?”
“But I lost my ribbon in there! How-”
“We can just get you a new one, now let’s turn back before we get eaten!”
“No way. If you want to leave, leave. I can find it myself, it’s probably not that far off.”
“Fine, don’t blame me when someone snatches you away! Especially if they’re a snake, you know how much they love to eat your type.”
The scene replayed in his head, him venturing out into the Deep Woods while his friend attempted to convince him to come back but eventually leaving him alone out of fear. He cursed the wind for causing this in the first place, blowing the precious cloth far away. It had no use now, all he needed to do was find it and get out of there as soon as possible.
A mix of growing blues, with fading oranges and yellows, enveloped the once clear sky which earned another curse to slip Ohm’s tongue. He knew that once the night fully revealed itself, so would the hunters. Predators, that’s what they called them, and they were the Prey.
With every minute wasted on finding nothing, the growls of hunger from nearby Predators grew louder and louder. Ohm found himself causing more accidents on himself, his clothing earning a few scars. Just then, he felt a drop of liquid fall on his palms, thunder roared in the distance as his bunny ears perked up to the new sounds.
“Tch… great just great…” Ohm crossed his arms in frustration, the wind brushed by him, rain drops increasing as he tried to find some shelter. Luckily for him, thunder flashed out an outline of a nearby cave and he was able to reach there in time before the thunderstorm could get any worse.
“This is… this is fine you know!” He cussed, the thunder shocked nearby him in response. Ohm yelped and hide behind some large rocks, his body was shaking for a while but he managed to calm himself down. Rolling up into a comfortable position and tucking his grey bunny ears around his face to earn some warmth, Ohm was able to fall into a deep sleep.
“Wakey wakey Missster Bunny~”
Ohm yawned from the sudden wake-up call, his hands automatically rubbed his eyes as a groan escaped his lips. He straightened himself up before opening his eyes to reveal the mystery figure. Dirty blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, light complexion and an amethyst snake tail which replaced his lower torso.
“Ahh, sssso you were ssssleeping. I wasss about to eat you for a sssecond.” An innocent laugh followed after their sentence. The realisation was sinking into Ohm quickly, terror and panic escalated as he backed himself against the rock he was hiding behind last night.
“You’re a… a…” The words faded away, his hands tried to grip the rock for some form of support as the snake simply chuckled.
“Yesss, I’m a sssnake hybrid. What can you do about it? I mean… thisss isss my cave, after all,~” They leant in closer, trapping Ohm between his arms, forked tongue slipping in and out against his blushing cheeks. “Tasssty~ If I do say ssso mysself.” He commented before giggling again.
“I-i-i…” Ohm stuttered again.
“Name’sss Bryce, what about you Bunny~?” Ohm felt the snake’s tail coiling around his legs, he gulped before managing to reply.
“Ahh, I ssee…” Bryce looked away, deep in thought. Ohm, on the other hand, was now completely trapped in the large tail of the snake. “Oooh! Were you lookin’ for thisss by any chance?” He moved somewhere behind a collection of rocks before revealing the cloud grey ribbon that Ohm had been searching for.
“Yeah… How did you-”
“It flew right into my face, ssstrange right?” Bryce laughed again, scratching his amethyst cheek scales with a razor sharp claw. Ohm gave out an awkward laugh so he could attempt to befriend the snake.
“What? I’m not really sssure about that Ohmy~” Bryce pinned Ohm again, sending a wave of visible shudders down his spine. He tied the ribbon around Ohm’s neck, dragging one of his fingers to his chin while his other hand was playing around with his hair and ears. Ohm could do nothing but blush tomato red as Bryce leant closer towards his human ears. “Tell me Ohmy~ What isss it that you want from me~?”