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@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 16, 2026, 2:51 PM

#VPRedFriday

#KôjinOC is the last Alaar awake and the oldest Immortal around right now. As such, he is the only one who might have answers to many of #JudahOC 's questions.

#SteepedInShadow #Dora'sVP #VPSupport #VPInspired #VPRepost #BG3VP #VirtualPhotography #WriteSky #WritingCommunity

Kôjin is a red-haired man with a black shirt. He is partially hidden by flames.
@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 15, 2026, 10:36 PM

#AwesomeCharacters
Considering money was tight, #JudahOC thrifted most of his clothes. Back in his hometown he knew the best spots and the times to get the jump on some nearly new stuff.

He still kept his wardrobe pretty tidy, a few jeans, a few shirts, a few hoodies. Never more than he needed.

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 14, 2026, 11:21 AM

#LitHodgepodge 14
CW: gore
I loooooove Metaphors and Similes!

It's literally my favorite thing to write.

So here are two examples. 1st one is from Chapter 2.
#DuvacOC finding #JudahOC in the lab.

2nd one is from Chapter 6, where Judah remembers his turning.

#SteepedInShadow

As he continued to move, he expected the light to get brighter, the hallway to be illuminated to a degree that'd bother him. But instead— Darkness awaited him. This wasn't just any darkness, not just the absence of light. It was as though the shadows themselves had coated the hallway from floor to ceiling, eating up any light that dared enter their domain. This darkness felt almost alive, sending a shiver down Duvac's spine in a way little else ever did. He remembered the last time vividly. His Maker, dancing on a mountain of corpses. He felt as though he was standing in a graveyard all over again. Duvac pulled the small flashlight from his belt, turning it on and directing it into the hallway. The light didn't reach far, but what he saw was that the ground was covered in broken glass. Two security guards and one scientist were crumpled in a heap of torn bodies and ravaged flesh by the wall, ripped apart by the claws of a big beast. Their wounds oozed something akin to black smoke.A searing heat ignited in his veins, as if molten metal had been poured directly into them. It scorched a path through his limbs, blazing its way toward his chest. Judah's lips parted in a silent scream, but no sound emerged; his breath was caught in abject agony. His eyes flew wide, and his body started to convulse against the straps. The bed shook under his violent seizures. The monitor picked up the acceleration immediately, mirroring the rapid staccato of his pulse. His heart slammed against his ribs, each beat forcing the dark, oil-slick fluid deeper into his system, twisting and warping something beneath the surface. The veins in his arms bulged, spiderwebbing black beneath his skin. He thrashed against the restraints in another seizure, muscles locking so tightly it felt like they might peel off his bones.
@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 8, 2026, 12:30 PM

#LitHodgepodge 8 for #JudahOC
🪦Judah knew both. He had a brain tumor, and the doctors gave him 6 months. He was going to just... keel over one day and die from a brain hemorrhage.
🧠He'd rather be able to forget things at will.
⏳To the past, to see his father again. He misses him.

contd. in comments

A screenshot from the game Baldur's Gate 3 which I used to recreate how Judah looks in my head.
@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 8, 2026, 12:24 PM

#LitHodgepodge 7 (one day late because I could not decide lol)

One Snip for #JudahOC and one for #AdrianOC

From my WIP #SteepedInShadow

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Judah absently reached for the bottle of shampoo and worked it into the long, tangled strands of his hair. It smelled faintly of coconut and vanilla, not bad, but nothing to rave about either. He scrubbed the suds into his scalp until his fingers hit the shaved patch on the right side of his head. He hadn't seen himself in a mirror in all this time, and had avoided it upon entering the bathroom too. But now, he wondered what he might look like. He knew he'd lost a significant amount of weight, was likely looking more like a scarecrow than a human being, and he felt itchy stubble on his face and neck, so he hadn't been able to shave for some time either, patchy though as his beard always grew.So most likely he looked like a malnourished homeless person. Well, at least now he no longer smelled like one too. But it brought about the need to change the only thing he could control right now. Turning the water off with a decisive twist, he stepped out into the bathroom, dragging a towel from the nearby shelf and wrapping it around his hips. Then he reached for the disposable razor.Once his thigh hit Judah's bed, he reached forward, trying to feel his way about. His hand hit Judah's neck, feeling cold, clammy skin drenched in sweat, but before he could continue checking on him, Judah's eyes suddenly popped open with an eerie green glow. It was like the jade green of his eyes was amplified, something Adrian knew his own eye would do whenever he went more wolf than man. Then the shadows—that thing that had hovered before—drew closer around Judah, forming a new body; his limbs grew longer, shoulders broader, and his teeth sharpened into razor-sharp tips. It had begun gradually, but then, just as Adrian was about to pull back, Judah surged up, his hand closing around Adrian's throat and claws digging into his skin—not yet breaking it."Who are you?" Judah asked, but the voice that came out of his mouth wasn't his; it was a deeper, darker tone, thick with an accent Adrian couldn't place. "Adrian," he answered. "Judah, it's me. Come on, pull back those claws." The grip around his throat remained unrelenting, claws digging deeper just slightly, just enough to prick Adrian's skin. Then the third presence in the room seemed to feel him out. It slid over him like an unwanted touch, and his wolf side bristled in defiance. But at the same time, something inside him answered. Then, as fast as the presence had manifested, it was gone again, and the shadows receded, leaving Judah collapsing against Adrian's chest with heaving breaths. He wrapped his arms around the other man and snarled, cursing the scientists who continued to treat people as lab rats.
@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 5, 2026, 9:05 PM

#LitHodgepodge 5

#JudahOC: "For once, not having to worry about money and be forced to decide whether to fix my car or pay my rent."

#AdrianOC: "Find the same kind of love my parents had. Yeah, I'd really like that."

#SteepedInShadow

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialOct 3, 2026, 11:20 AM

#LitHodgepodge 2
It would be so much fun to see my idiots in an episode of Supernatural.

Just thinking about Sam and Dean trying to figure out what the fuck #JudahOC even is makes me laugh.

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 13, 2026, 5:47 PM

#OCAsk #OCQOTD
It once was #JudahOC 's dream to become a tattoo artist. But he never got the chance.
If he had the chance now, he'd finally develop his style. It'd be flowy, like smoke, fog or water.

A tattoo of a fox.Drawing of two wolves palyingA tattoo of a dragonan abstract tattoo
@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 7:21 AM

#SongsOfSeptember Day 11

A Song for the Vibes is definitely Survivor in the Emil Bulls rendition.

There's no lover's quarrel, but #JudahOC is definitely a survivor.

#SteepedInShadow

youtu.be/fGfGfJvirrc?...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 7:08 AM

#SongsOfSeptember Day 6
At the beginning of the story, #JudahOC is grasping at straws not to die of his brain tumor.
He's only 27, and he feels like he spent most of his life being bitter about the opportunities he didn't take! And now it's too late to change.

Or is it?

youtu.be/D2HVVUKefLw?...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 7:02 AM

#SongsOfSeptember Day 5
#JudahOC and #AdrianOC end up in the middle of a conflict that's older than most Immortals.

Angels Fall by Breaking Benjamin fits the vibe a lot.

youtu.be/hVl5MtdodLU?...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 6:53 AM

#SongsOfSeptember Day 4
Abyss by Yungblud.
The text hit very close to home for #JudahOC

#SteepedInShadow

youtu.be/LYabT4zZnJQ?...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 6:46 AM

#SongsOfSeptember Day 3
Good Things Go fits both MCs for different lines of the lyrics...

#JudahOC #AdrianOC #SteepedInShadow

youtu.be/Ip0jJACsE_g?...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 6:41 AM

#SongsOfSeptember: Day 1
Hello! I'm Iris, I'm currently working on a Queer #UrbanFantasy Novel called #SteepedInShadow.
My MCs are #JudahOC and #AdrianOC.

It's very hard to pick a favorite song, but I guess I really like this one?
youtu.be/TjMPGd20Ryk?...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 11, 2026, 7:09 AM

#AwesomeCharacters #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

#JudahOC

"It's just a nightmare."

#SteepedInShadow

Judah cloaked in shadow, his hands framing his face. He looks uncertain.
@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 10:50 AM

#AwesomeCharacters
#JudahOC would probably apologize and then help pick up the fruit.

If he carried something off his own (most likely eggs, because that's just his luck) he's give off a sigh of exhaustion. Of course it's the eggs...

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 6:01 AM

#AwesomeCharacters
#JudahOC didn't finish High School. He dropped out at around 17 years old to start working full time when he emancipated himself from his mother.

#AdrianOC has a degree in technical engineering. He also dabbles in coding, but likes to work with his hands.

#SteepedInShadow

@iris-j-verblenk.bsky.socialSep 9, 2026, 5:56 AM

Though I don't know yet how detailed it'll be. But I very much agree with Rachel.
A middle ground between "just smut" and "no smut at all" is very important to me too, as is showing healthy intimacy, and I promise I'll do my best to write #JudahOC 's and #AdrianOC 's first time as well as I can.