#always a lighthouse

[robinette-green]

Always a Lighthouse

@muzzlemouths and my Bioshock AU

My art skills have leveled up so I figured I’d redraw this piece.

Old version under cut

[muzzlemouths]

Your BioShock AU has me vibrating Muzz

That game is my loveeee

I am ALSO vibrating tbh. @robinette-green and I have been hard at work on the first chapter and I can't wait to post it!!

[nedlittle]

so i work for a small regional museum. remotely, i should add. the museum itself is about 2000km west, so i've never actually been there but i research and write articles about local history for them. and because the town was only formally settled in the 1920s and a lot of the museum's supporters are older, the majority of the history i write about is within, or just outside of living memory. this means that people will comment on our posts with memories or connections of their own. they'll tag their friends and family and say 'remember this?'

a few week ago, i wrote a week's worth of posts about immigration, largely displaced persons in the aftermath of the second world war. there was an outpouring of memories and people tagging their family members and sharing them. our notifications were blowing up with people saying "thanks for writing about my uncle" and "i knew them when i was young, but i never knew their story" and "she looks so beautiful here" and "our families used to get together for dinners, i'm still friends with his daughter."

regular people, non-historians, are inclined to think of history as a monolithic past leading up to the present; an easy timeline of textbook names and events. and we think of museums largely the same way. you have the louvre and you have the smithsonian and maybe a modern art museum or a niche museum for skeletons or canoes or one specific guy. museums are reserved for the big things, but they're also for the little things and people that will never be in textbooks.

and i'm thinking about the way people responded to those posts, seeing their own history remembered with the same reverence as the big stuff. maybe you never knew the people being written about, or maybe you did, and for a few days, they are alive again, and your neighbours and your classmates and your councilmen are remembering your family, and they are alive.

[spicy-mans]

The Lighthouse (2019)

[bkbs-art]

Reach for YOUR star ✨

(I turned this into a bookmark and print! you can grab one if you'd like hehe)

[logray]

THE LIGHTHOUSE (2019) THE GANG GETS CURSED (2023)

[vse-kar-vem]

everybody's waiting at the ball 👁️🪩💡🌟🕯️

[cctinsleybaxter]

Artists who admit to not knowing small details about their characters and worldbuilding have inadvertently given better advice than any character design post on social media tbh. as fun as it is to come up with what your guys would order from a restaurant or the contents of their backpack or their favorite color I've run into very few people who can leave that stuff in a story (or even leave it offscreen as paratext) without it being distracting and poorly written because it's rarely in service of the narrative. a lot of that is def just down to personal taste, but it feels more like designing characters for a TTRPG

[inkskinned]

i had a dream that the clouds looked like you, pink in the sunset. you were the ghost of a lighthouse and when we fell in love all your shackles fell off in great grey chunks. we became fish-squid-humans, unkillable and round as the sun. our children were whales, and we grew past the size of cruise ships. i cursed poachers with my own blood; only to relent, knowing the pain of drowning just close-enough, warning them: do better. be well. don't make a mistake you can't come back from.

how quietly you've slipped inside me, little seal shifting me under the water. this little dance we are both stepping, our hands just-quite not-touching. like mermaids, sometimes i think our form is the shape of the ocean. sometimes i think we are too horribly human, too terrified of the rip and torrent.

i have thought about my hand in your hair enough, and the curve of your cheekbone, and how you wait for a moment to gather your thoughts before telling a joke. i have thought about the tension that grows in cables between us, a little spined bridge neither of us will cross unless the situation dramatically shifts. i have thought about the way you tilt your head when considering something i blurted, how you show just-half of your smile when you know more than i did.

what even are you two? she asks me, stirring her coffee, her brows knitting. i shrug noncommittally.

somewhere, we are mermaids, eternally. in this world, for now - i tell her: i think we're just... enjoying.

[greysfields]

on friendship, the strength that keeps us standing

Frog and Toad // Taylor Jenkins Reid, Daisy Jones & The Six // Queen, You're My Best Friend // Gilmore Girls S3 Ep 22 // J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King // Shadow and Bone, Deleted scene // Bruno Mars, Count on Me

[privateraelle]

[robinette-green]

Do you guys want some art for Always A Lighthouse? Of course you do.

@muzzlemouths and I are hard at work writing the first chapter but here’s a taste of the characters in our Bioshock AU.

I’m dropped the backgrounds under the cut because I’m super happy with how they turned out.

[nadia-cannot-think-straight]

I really like this genre of films which is just "unspecified number of men are locked in an isolated location and see what happens next". Wish there were more movies like this but with girls.

[happyheidi]

(via)

[blithesharem]

Solomon will still know. Solomon will remember.

[j0kers-light]

uh hi. I was really wondering if Y/n didn't make any sounds while making love with J.

well, like he thought she was holding back her moans and trying not to breathe hard and loudly, and therefore forced her to "open up", but then she told him that she did not do this, but simply could not make all sorts of moans out of her mouth.

Wow! This one hit way too close to home.. Hey hi anon!

I can totally relate to Y/n with this ask. I'm not sorry for rambling down below. I hope you enjoy! 🖤✨

It's not that you hold back your moans more so, all of your past partners didn't like a loud woman in bed. So when you and J started having sex you thought he required the same. It's not like he suggested it, its just a subconscious thing to stifle your moans.

They get caught in your throat ninety percent of the time. You turn your head or bite your lip, your wrists, the pillow, anything to stop any noises from escaping your lips.

Joker hates it.

He wants to hear every whimper, sigh, scream, or cry that leaves your mouth. He needs to know how well he's making you feel and if he can't hear ya... then he's not doing his job correctly.

He takes it personal when you keep quiet. In fact, its a slap to his ego. So to compensate-- RIP to your pussy.

He bullies your walls with his dick, he pulls your hair, or pries your mouth open with his thumb-- and keeps it open, so every single last sound you make can escape.

Your voice, your moans are music to his ears! Why stop the symphony? Joker is the conductor and his touch, the baton to command every note from your body. You hate how you sound. What if you sound weird and its a turn off for Joker and he's just tuning you out? You start to doubt yourself and try to cover your mouth, but Joker is faster and restrains you. If you try and bite your lips... too bad, his are on yours in a heartbeat. His tongue parts your lips and you moan right into his mouth.

He loves that. Why can't you let go of your insecurities and let go for him? Things will be more fun that way.

No matter how you try and stifle your moans, you will scream for him. You will sing praises that even the neighbors floors below can hear.

Joker is always groaning, "I can't hear ya Bunny." or "Louder, Princess that's it!" during sex. He pounds his demands into your drenched walls. He's always encouraging you to vocally open up to him so he knows your getting what you want. Because this is all for you (he gets off on you being pleasured; J is a total simp at this point) everything he does is to ultimately get you to cum. That's his mission and he hasn't failed yet.

He relies on your body language and verbal consent to ensure he doesn't cross a line. You will speak up. You have to or all of this mind blowing pleasure Joker loves to give you-- stops.

"That's right Bunny... moan loudER or... I'll stop."