#quix writing

[mapicccc]

My poem for @lifestealzine can finally be revealed!! it was such a joy to work on a piece for my favorite devoted idiots ever, and to work with everyone to make this zine come to life. thank you to everyone who has supported me and the zine, happy lifestealing!!!

[whimsiquix]

Hi quix, if there is a list of aus you want to write for varadeva what would it be?

Ah hmmm I’m not usually a fan of AUs I tend to prefer the universe in which canon exists, but I would like to write some Angel/Demon shenanigans for Varadeva. I’m also a sucker for secret identities so I’d love to write something along the lines of adult Varadeva meeting and falling in love all over again.

I’m open to requests though XD

[vexedallay]

Mmmm I should say things I've realized

So- uh, name: Vex. Title: Quix (Qx.) Pronouns: they/ask. Identities: aroace, poly, trans, genderfluid, genderflux, cassgender? Maybe agender adjacent? Also is a system (literally the worldport in system form :/), so there's that.

Mostly fable smp and sherbverse stuff, but other fandoms sometimes :/

I write, draw, cosplay, etc. Lots of pics and cmvs

VexedAllay on ao3, discord, and youtube

That's me!! Feel free to send asks abt stuff if you want to know more ig?

Tagging system

vex.txt: all our actual posts

vex.sys: system things

vex.ask: ask answers

vex.art: original art pieces

vex.fic: fanfic related things (updates, new fics/chapters)

vex.vid: videos and video related things

vex.cos: cosplaying

the art of alchemy: textbook on minecraft alchemy

leave me behind to paint a masterpiece (also referred to as just "masterpiece"): what if icarus died during the cathedral stream?

the alchemist's curse (also just "curse"): vigilante au

wings of wax and bone ("wings"): us messing with ics wings

Fable SMP Tarot Card Series Masterpost

System member blogs maybe?

Ajax / Zephyr: @weatherboy-derogatory

Artic: @knives-on-antlers

Echo: @curses-and-queers-potionshop

Icarus / Sol: @prince-of-bad-decisions

Lux: @watching-from-on-high

Quori: @lost-in-multiversal-translation

Sherbert / Embry: @an-eternity-alone

[mapicccc]

I'm quix mapicccc tumblr account kkequix :3 also known as The Devotioner. as said in the title my mains are devotions (with a mapicc bias :P) and have been since I started watching streams around medusa arc, falling in love with team awesome, and falling deeper once hsh happened.

I really enjoy doing new things for the fun of it, but my main craft is the clay sculptures I make. I also write short fics and poetry, have done a web weave in the past (been wanting to do another but kind of forgot the idea) transcripting, and other physical art mediums. I'm a big lover of working with physical objects and can often be found Really Happy when I see others doing the same.

I'm also a bit of a liveblogger, but only have a handful of povs that both actually stream and fit into the specific mix of streams ill watch, so most of my perspective s6 has been entirely from zam, with exceptions in mapicc and bacon streams.

you 🫵 yes you 🫵 lsblr ❤️⚔️ resident 🧍, what is your ecological niche?

(use this as a promo post whether you do liveblogs, reblogs, analysis, art, writing, webweaves, crafts, etc as well as say who you main, who you have brainworms for even if you dont post about them a lot, etc)

[cometcrystal]

DETAIL I DIDN'T NOTICE AT ALL UNTIL NOW: when the cyberkidz first meet quix, he says something in a different language. we also see this when zak lands in the disgusting green slop at the start; the vendor isnt speaking english.

the xyloids speak english when they encounter the kids, and zorak and zeist speak english amongst themselves

BUT after quix first speaks to them, kyle does something with his glove, there's a sound effect, and then quix speaks to them in english. IS THE IMPLICATION THAT THE GLOVES ARE TRANSLATING THE LANGUAGE OF CYBERLAND FOR THE KIDS???

zorak and zeist might have been speaking this language in-universe, but we didn't see it because we're the audience, so the show just depicts it in english. and they very well might know english because of their plans to take over earth + they may have taught it to the xyloids. and the bouncer at the malt shop speaks english too.

so maybe there's two official languages in cyberland? this is possible because there are signs/writing in both english and in a fictional script, which could be the language quix and the vendor were speaking

but there's also the assumption that danica and zak don't speak the same language as kyle and ian, since theyre children who live in russia and japan (its possible they're learning english in school, but they wouldn't be that fluent yet). so we can ALSO assume that the gloves translate for them, and they're all able to understand each other.

BUT!!! in the finale, when their gloves are stolen and they meet up in person, they're still able to communicate and all speak english! and danica consistently messes up english sayings/adages, which might imply that she's partially fluent in english

TLDR: i dont think any of this matters and i ESPECIALLY don't think the cyberkidz showrunners were thinking about the translating capabilities of the gloves WHATSOEVER but i also think its funny to make long meta posts about the show Cyberkidz

[stormynighty]

Welcome Page

STATUS

I Do take Requests/Asks about my art or you can ask my ocs things! It may be slow though.

INFORMATION

i go by He/Him pronouns, you can simply my characters if you draw them. I do animations + art, sometimes you can find me posting about rain world stuff!

you can sometimes find me posting things about games, or things I'm making!

I am making a series, call of the void! it is unknown for now but you can find some of the characters on here!

Wish to find my stuff? here are my tags! #Stormynights Art #Stormynights Writing #COTV #Call of the void #Stormynights Comics #Stormynight

ABOUT ME

I am a minor.

I like to draw, animate, work on things, and i write.

My favorite flowers are lavender, and blue / white spider lily's, and lily's!

My favorite color is dark blue or pastel blue.

I'm in the TSAMS fandom + Epic the musical!

CHARACTERS/OCS

Some of these guys do have images! but most of them do not they will be added as i make there refs and all!

Mains - Verila / Storm Quix General OCS - Bramble Spot Lois

Dandy's World OCS - Spotty ???(name not decided) Rainworld OCS - Utter Vinice - Iterator Raising Tides - Iterator Four Stars In constellations - Iterator Lokin(OLD) - Slugcat Yuri - Slugcat

MY RAINWORLD AU/OCS-COMICS/LORE

Lokins death Utter Vinice's Discovery (OLD no longer being worked on) Utter Vinice log 1 Utter Vinice log 2 Utter Vinice log 3 Utter Vinice log 4

My TSAMS AU Comics/Lore

Sundrop & Moondrop + Bloodmoon & Bloodharvest Lore dump + designs Ruin & Solar + Jack & Dazzle Lore dump + Designs

COTV Comics + Lore

Page 4 WIP

Crownswap AU

Chapter 1 - Comic

OTHER SOCIALS

Youtube -

Discord - Click this!

Deviant Art - Click Here!

[macolethings]

Hello!! Hope you are well! For the ask game:

🦴 ⇢ is there a piece of media that inspires your writing?

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before.

Hello Anon!! Besides losing at Quix and Star Realms to my wife, I am doing very well. Thanks for the ask! Maybe I can "win" this game..

🦴 ⇢ I'd have to say there are a few. The first is The 100 itself. As much as I despise what they did to Lexa and the weird story that the show developed into, without it we wouldn't have all the Clexa Fanfics. The other pieces of media are AO3, where I found fics to begin with. I started with canon stories and fell in love with how people could envision their own story using snippets and some foundation from the show. The other is discord and a writers group I am part of. It is filled with writers who have numerous headcanons and deep dive into the souls of these characters. They inspired me to delve into Lexa and Clarke, as well as others, to tell stories that do them justice. They push everyone to rethink, find plot holes, delve into the lore and how the grounders may have really lived, etc.

🔪 ⇢ So far, nothing too weird. I did some research about how yoga came to the US, bullet holes and recovery, world wide nuclear war, and radio frequencies to name a few.

🧃 ⇢ This may make me sound boring, but I don't really have any. I'm a very logical, pragmatic, person, and my brain doesn't allow me to follow/believe family lore (not that I can remember having any), or have my own. Which does make writing a challenge for me, and one of the reasons I decided to try it out. I don't think I could ever do my own OC story; I need a kickoff point.

[quixotix]

Where better to have a drunken heart-to-heart than your rich friend's pool at three in the morning?

My fic for day one of @royedweek2019! I’m fairly sure I’ve managed to get all of today’s prompts into this, and am fairly chuffed with myself about that. Enjoy!

[dionysus-drabbles]

In all your worldly greed&pride

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Pairing : Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Word count : 1,139

Summary : hate sex. that’s it.

Warnings : smut, porn w plot, unprotected sex, hate sex, degradation (?), p in v sex

A/N : shoutout to whoever requested the “hate sex with Steve Rogers blurb” for @ohwowimlonley ‘s 100 celebration I see a concept and run with it 😻😻😻. Also I listened to the Quix*o*tic cover of lord of this world while writing this so slay

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You knew you were in trouble.

You knew you it when Steve shot you dirty looks throughout the debrief of the mission.

You knew it when his eyes practically bore through to your soul every time the word irresponsibility was mentioned.

Most of all, you knew it when he asked to talk to you after.

Most of his lecture was lost on you, the few words that actually registered leaving you rolling your eyes, criticising your lack of “responsibility” and your “inability to think of consequences” or the fact you “have no rational thinking skills”. After what couldn’t have been less than twenty minutes of being berated, you paused him.

“Cap, I’m sorry to interrupt, but let me make this clear - without me intercepting like that, the mission would have failed. Yet you’re saying you didn’t want me to intercept,” you snark, crossing your arms and raising a brow.

“You shouldn’t have intercepted because nobody told you to. When will you start taking accountability for your actions?”

“I don’t know, maybe when you start acknowledging that even though I didn’t receive the order, I did the right thing,” you said, turning away from him.

“The right thing? Really? Risking multiple civilians’ lives was the right thing?” He snapped, reaching his hand out to your shoulder and spinning you around to face him again. “You’re indignant. You don’t follow orders. I’m surprised you’re still working for shield,”

“I’m fucking tired of this,” you groaned.

“Language,”

“Look, what do you want me to do? Fine, I’m sorry for being ‘irresponsible’. Are you happy? Can I leave?” It’s at that moment you realise his hand is still gripping your shoulder, and you feel it tighten as the words escape your mouth. You’ve had this conversation with Steve many times before, and it never ends well. He takes a step forward, head tilted slightly.

“You’re petty. You hold grudges. You put other people at risk without any reason.” He mutters, and you don’t know if he means to be this close to you, because something about the way you can feel the heat of his breath on your face sends a searing heat down to your cunt.

“You’re controlling, uptight and entitled,” you retort, looking up at him.

“You’re crude, sloppy, you have no regards for anyone other than yourself,” he tries to ignore the fact that, because of the serum, he can smell your arousal, which does nothing but fuel his. “You’re disrespectful, arrogant-“

Before he can say another word your lips are on his, and it’s only a split second before your back’s against the door and one of his hands is on your waist, the other entangled in your hair.

“Fuck you,” you mutter, though his lips are attacking the skin on your neck, leaving scarlet marks in their wake. He pauses briefly, detaching his lips from your neck.

“I hate it when you swear,” he complains, but all that does is fuel you.

“Fuck you,” you repeat, but your back arches sweetly as his hand slips up the bottom of your shirt to unclip your bra, and you let him pull the shirt over your head. And suddenly his lips are on yours again, but your hands are trying to unbutton his shirt, which soon joins yours on the floor. You know that without the adrenaline coursing through your veins neither of you would do this but you don’t care. It’s not as if there’s a shortage of men willing to fuck you in your life, but there’s something so satisfying about Steve Rogers, the only person you could ever consider your enemy, about to fuck you. Time to think expires shortly, and your hands are on the zipper of his jeans, pulling both them and his boxers down.

He’s big. Bigger than you expected, certainly. But your cunt has no objections, and you’re sure it’s just your hormones speaking when he finally tugs your skirt and panties down, leaving them to join the rest of the clothes scattered around the floor of the meeting room. “I hate you,” you say through gritted teeth.

“So stop me, he retorts, leaning over you, acting as if you’re not both naked in the conference room, and Steve’s cock certainly speaks for his mood.

“No,” you say. You say it even though the remaining parts of your body that haven’t fallen prey to the primal urge within you are begging you to stop him. You say it even though you know you’ll regret it. You say it even though it’s Captain America of all men about to fuck you, and you say it even though you vowed never to have sex with him. So when he puts his hands on the back of your thighs and tells you to jump you oblige, pretending you can’t feel his dick pressing into your fleshy inner thigh, and you let him lay you down on the table you were having a meeting at mere minutes before.

“You’re a walking hazard,” he says through gritted teeth. “You need to learn that you’re not always right,” you can feel him lining his cock up at your entrance and it’s taking all your willpower not to buck your hips, desperate for more friction.

“I was right this time, though,” you mutter with a grin on your face, which vanishes instantly and is replaced with a look of pleasure, feeling Steve’s cock push into you in one swift movement. All of a sudden, everything becomes one hell of a lot clearer now he’s balls deep inside you. Your brain is screaming at you. You’ll regret this, you’re not thinking straight. But instead of telling him to stop, you pause for a minute. “Hurry up and fuck me,” you hiss instead, and so he does.

My god, can he fuck. His left hand grabs your hip and his right on your tit, almost like an anchor as he practically jackhammers in and out of you, the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room. You bite back a moan, desperately focusing on trying to seem as though he isn’t affecting you and not the knot tightening in your stomach already.

“For once, your voice isn’t the only thing I can hear,” he grunts angrily, his pace never faltering.

“Trying not to hurt your ego,” you snap back through gritted teeth, though your nails scrabble for purchase in the smooth table, a feeble attempt to ground yourself. Fuck’s sake, you feel like you could ascend. You can feel him. Smell him. He’s so close, you can practically taste him. You hate it, but something about it feels so blissfully right. You feel your orgasm approaching, rapidly, and all of a sudden you’re cumming. “Fuck!” You exclaim, your voice cracking and head spinning.

It’s the first time Steve hasn’t minded you swearing.

[pixelchills]

Are you going to do a cute holiday one shot story for your "not so sunny world"?

I'd love to see the cuteness, plus will the human staff be gifting stuff to the animutants?

Would love to also see solar getting gifts and celebrating something with the lab people.

I really wish I could!

I do have a holiday party idea for a story, but I'm not sure if I got time to write it. My thesis deadline is before the holidays so besides the main fic I'll be working on that and trying to do the shopping and stuff for presents :D

I'm afraid I'll be too busy but if anyone wants to do a fic as a part of my AU go ahead <3

Some fanmade fics make it to the canon! Like this one, that Quix wrote: (Warning, R18)

[michellen324]

Terrible Teyvat

(Drabble)

SAGAU! GN!Reader

[Note]: I really should be updating my other stories and series but bestie i’m gonna cry in French class i spent so much time with Passé Composé irregular verbs that I forgot how to conjugate in current time. Also, this series will be gn reader to help me a bit. Sorry if I accidentally lean to a more feminine side. Also i’m writing this on my phone so if u see writing mistakes 🤷‍♀️

[Disclaimer]: I don’t own shit and if you’ve read the SAGAU, then you know how fucked up thos can get.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

It feels like you’ve been walking forever, but it must’ve only been a few hours. How long had it been since you’ve arrived here?

Your leg hurts. Dried blood is seen on the bandages.

Something soft rubs your leg. Looking down, you see an anemo slime nuzzling your leg.

You smile a guilty smile, wondering how many slimes you've killed to level up those characters, the ones that looked at you with hate and tried to kill you. (Who knew blood could taste so salty)

Its okay though. After all the confusion, shock, betrayal and hurt, you finally numbed yourself to this place; Terrible Teyvat you called it, for the knights of Favonious for trying to execute you, or the Liyue Quixing and Adepti for trying to spill your blood, or Inazuma who witch hunts you, or the Fatui that wish nothing more than to rip you from limb to limb.

You think you got it. They were angry because you looked like their god. An ancient god who created everything.

You also know that you are that god.

For what reason do the creatures of Teyvat bow to you? Slimes come like followers, Hilichurls, Samachurls and Mitachurls bow with reverence, and the fearful regisvines and hypostasises treat you so tenderly.

It’s ironic how the things you killed know treated you with such grace, and how the things you loved were trying to kill you.

A breeze blew on top of Starsnatch Cliff -luckily not from the Anemo Archon.

You looked at the stars in the sky, seeing how it faded out as the sun came in.

For what would Terrible Teyvat bring today?

[mapicccc]

i get kinda worried with how I talk about quixy sometimes that people are gonna see it as weird but like. I'm literally quix. thats me. I feel like if there's anyone I should be allowed to be weird about its MYSELF.

[whimsiquix]

hi quix! is there a timeframe when we can expect chp 7?

really excited and thank you for writing !

Ah you have excellent timing anon I just had a breakthrough on it today. It should ideally be out sometime this week. On the bright side (and as an apology for the delay) Invictus now has a sequel!!

[xrphansrevival]

I wrote this disclaimer in my muse list, but I'm also posting it for those who are mobile only or haven't read it.

Quix is not originally my character. He was made by a dear friend of mine at the time, Mason. Mason also wrote Xanax and a variety of other characters. He deleted the blog for Quix a long time ago.

I am not taking credit for creating this character nor claiming him as mine. This is my take on Quix. Quix is a character I always loved a lot, and I won't deny that I'm overly attached to him.

If Mason comes back or reaches out, I will stop writing Quix. I have no intention to disrespect him.

If you see this, Mason, I hope you're doing well. Miss you buddy <3

[xarexraven]

Random Genshin Idea

Imagine the reader is an anti hero in genshin and is one of the fatui harbingers who was forced to join. Every member who worked under her had a similar reason for joining such as being forced, or didn’t have a choice, etc. and that has become the reason why every fatui member who works under her are extremely close to each other like a tight-knitted family. To others who aren’t working under her, she is known as the kitsune for being cunning, intelligent, elusive, tricks, very good insight, silver tongue, and an enigma.

To the ones who worked under her, they see her as a family member. Plus points if there are kids that need to be babysat while keeping the fatui business a secret from them? Done! They can bring their kids or toddler siblings to the reader's headquarters. Tutor? No problem. No one to watch over them while parents who work under her are on a long mission? They can just bring them and the reader would be the one taking care of them. Imagine that the kids of the fatui members became close friends due to that. Then they would have a lot of doting aunts, uncles, and older siblings who are working under her.

She is against the idea of killing people but, orders are orders from superiors and it needs to be followed in order not to raise any suspicions towards her. But there are times that she will be the one who will judge if the target really deserved to be killed or not, especially the witnesses. Imagine using the destruction and fire to villages, and she and the other members used it as a cover to help the witnesses escape and guided them to her (insert her home town or city) for refuge. And in return, all they ask for the witnesses is to keep the whole thing a secret due to the reputation that needs to be held. The ones who worked under her were extremely skilled in looking for information and tactics. They do this out of spite due to their dreams being broken and all.

She may have the reputation as the kitsune, but deep down despite all the blood that has coated her hands, she still wanted to help anybody in her own way. She still cares but she would only show it towards the ones who are worthy enough to see it or when they are outside of their work. She would still give nudges and any indirect help towards the Mc, the favonious knights, or the Quixing without letting the ones pick up her intention due to the image that she needs to put up. Plus points if the traveler and few others noticed, they never mentioned it or they figured out the reason.

Edit: also plus points if the subordinates who worked under her were the chaotic bunch out of the rest.

It is up to you guys if you want to write this as an inspiration for a headcanon or not. I just like to share ideas that randomly pops out and leaves in a flash.

[snezhnayas-greatest-lovemachine]

Vision revoked!Childe Au

Au where after Osial incident childe is taken in by the quixing and has his vision confiscated .

Signora takes zhongli’s gnosis as planned. But Childe is missing.

A few days later zhongli finds him outside the funeral parlor looking lost.

He says he doesn’t remember much of anything but this place felt safe and that his name is Ajax, have they met?

Zhongli takes it upon himself to care for him and hide him away from the quixing and the fatui.

Apparently the guards of his cell tried beating him up but one of them had sword on their belt and muscle memory kicked in and he escaped in an epic albeit bloody fashion

Ajax is a softer person and a joy to be around but zhongli wants Childe back. So while he’s hiding Ajax, he’s also trying to get his vision back.

Ajax unlike Childe has nightmares. He has horrible dreams about things he only half understands and will often find himself in zhongli’s bed.

Ajax is fearful of Childe. He’s not dumb. He knows what he must have been capable of at one point.

He’s also incredibly jealous of Childe. The hold he clearly still has over zhongli. The way he was burning himself at both ends for him.

zhongli and the traveler probably get fed up with trying things the legal way and they do a heist.

Ajax tries to reject his vision. Pleading with zhongli, “Childe would never admit his feelings let alone act on them. why can’t they just be happy like this?”

Zhongli puts the vision on the desk. Tells him to “take the vision and ask him that again. If he needs to be apart from his vision to say things like that then it wouldn’t be coming from a place of honesty.”

Zhongli leaves the room.

Childe walks out and gives him a quick nod. But he knows that he needs to go he can’t hide forever.

He wants to ask zhongli to run away with him but the words don’t form.

So he promises to write. And that zhongli should join him in snezhnaya some time. He’ll make him borscht.

Zhongli says softly that he’d like that