Stolen from euphoriant

PICK ONE OF MY CHARACTERS AND I WILL TELL YOU PICK AS MANY OF MY CHARACTERS AS YOU WANT AND I WILL TELL YOU:
→ why I decided to play this character
→ my favorite scene or bit of interaction concerning this character to date
→ my favorite original aspect about this character (world-building for ocs or head-canon for fcs)
→ the last thing they did "off screen"
→ what their last words would be if they died tomorrow
→ what the next thing I'm doing for them is (narrative, post, shelving, whatever)

BONUS ROUND:
» I will tell you what character of yours I'd like to play mine against
» you may ask me a free question if you so desire

ALSO...


ROLEPLAYME!

( my thread: here! )

So...I finally finished a Princess Tutu fic I've been working on. Bad news? Involves tragedy, horror, suspense, gore, insanity, Raven!Mytho/Fakir (because there has to be slash somewhere in the midst of all this craziness!), and all that other good stuff as well as references to Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven", which is what inspired me in the first place to go with this idea as well as being M.

Clearly I've lost my mind and am undoubtedly going to hell for writing this and making the PT characters miserable, especially Fakir. >_>

But for those of you interested, (whether it's because you have an open mind or for the sort of there if you squint hard enough slash) here's the details.

Title: Nevermore
Fandom: Princess Tutu
Characters/Pairings: Fakir, Raven!Mytho. Mentions of others. Raven!Mytho/Fakir if you squint really hard
Genre/Rating: Horror/Suspense/Tragedy/etc. ; T-M due to slight squickiness
Word Count: 1,842
Summary: Quoth the raven, "And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming, and the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor..." "Fakir, you remember how the story ended, don't you? How it really ended? I wonder, did anyone actually live at the end? Sure, they're dead and gone, but that doesn't mean those of us left didn't die on the inside, you know."
Notes/Warnings/Disclaimers/etc.: Alright, this part is a must-read! This fic is mostly horror genre, which means it contains mentions of mild gore, insanity (in the sense of trouble distinguishing reality from fiction) and character death, so if that squicks you, then DON'T READ. I'm serious, if those kinds of things make you uncomfortable, then this is not the fic for you. How creepy you ask? Let's just say that Mytho's comment about Kraehe dying her lips red with his blood is, more or less, actually put into practice. Long story short, is it dark? Very. (Also a warning of my paranoid notions and constant worry of out of characterness, especially for Fakir, as well as being inexperienced writing for the PT fandom) Makes references to Edgar Allen Poe's "The Raven", which was the inspiration behind writing this. Please note that this fic will stay public for about one month, and then will be locked for mature content.

You can either read it here at FFN or here at molotovkittens