#but! if i eventually rework this i'll try and improve it

[sleepinglionhearts]

With no words, with no song

I’m gonna dance the dream

And make the dream come true

I’m gonna dance the dream

And make the dream come true

[part 1]

[kit-williams]

Heartless Madness

The title is based off of a really cool powermetal song. I'm probably going to try and name most if not all after a powermetal song tbh.

tw: Yandere? (Might need a follow up fic), aftermath of rape, aftermath of torture, the Drukhari are here so yeah

This was a hard darling to come up with... as while I love Iron Warriors she had to be the right balance of interesting enough and made of tough stuff and also to be easily mailable/moldable. I might eventually do a "least yandere" poll and see who wins and either reworks that boy or just gives them a chapter serf darling. I'm doing civilian darlings because 1) More fun 2) more terrifying

Harram the Wallbreaker let his heavy lumbering steps kick up the dust on the cracked and torn pavement. They had replied to a distressed signal from this agriworld and the warband needed another world like this to keep the war machine going. In the midst of a Drukhari attack. The night was cold and quiet... till he watched a number of humans turn their heads to the East. "What is it." His voice rumbles out of his terminator armor.

"This is the second night we've heard a baby cry. We think it might be a Drukhari trap as all that has been observed over there were unfortunate victims dying." A man said.

Harram huffed out causing a billow of steam to leave at the same time of his huff making his armor look far more alive then it was. "Has anyone checked?"

"No my lord."

He turned to the East and began the slow march. If there was an ambush waiting to happen Harram was certain he could handle it and if there was a baby there still alive then perhaps they were made of sterner stuff... like iron.

He walked past naked bodies chained to the ground in various states of decomposition. All of them chained to the ground with some xenos looking bear trap like contraption. He turned the sensitivity of the audials up and he could hear the faint crying. How it would pause then start up again.

He stopped in the mist as the crying soon turned to laughter and he pushed his armor's capabilities to the limit. "Shh Ferum... no more tears... I know you're hungry... mommy has nothing left to give." He could hear her weak hums as he slowly walked closer.

He sees her on the thermals first and scrolls through all of the different settings to get the full picture as he walks closer. He can see maggots in the lashes across her back, one leg encased fully in the xenos torture device, blood and a high degree likelihood of xenos sperm paints her inner thighs, he can tell starvation and dehydration are setting in for her, and he can tell her hair was recently cut in such a jagged motion. Harram suspects for a trophy or for other things worse should she have been found... entertaining enough for the xenos.

"Has the Emperor answered my prayers?" She speaks so softly as he watches her weakly turn her head. She ends up just rolling over, her watches her eyes close in pain as large grey eyes look at him with a tiny fist jammed into a small mouth. Ugly brusing paints her face, bite marks littering her breasts, less cuts on the front just far more bruising.

"No. He did not send me." Harram replies walking closer.

"You are one of his angels." She sighs in relief.

"I am not. I am something far worse." He tilts his head slightly thinking, "I am a devil... a fallen angel." He chuckles more to himself at his poetic nature.

"Still an angel." He sees her bloody smile. But he can see a look in her eyes ones of grim acceptance, "Have you come to save me? Or just take my baby?"

"Originally just for the baby." He notes the sad smile on her face as her eyes water and she just nods slowly petting his head. "But... I can take you too. What you will return to is not going to be the same."

"I've been changed by this... as long as whatever I return to is better than being raped by xenos I'll say that's an improvement." She bitterly laughs letting her tears fall. He watches the infant try to breastfeed once more. The exhaustion as Harram realizes the baby looks fed and hardly any exposure.

"I am going to contact my brothers to see how to remove this without removing your leg." He says watching her nod.

"Thank you dearest angel..."

Harram just sighed and talked with his brothers as he started to pull the pins in their specific order. He ignored the younger warrior's persistant asking of why he was even doing this. The child was more than healthy enough, simply take them and put the mother out of her misery... even if you ignored that they brought up the points of she would be in recovery for so long. Perhaps that was why Harram followed Endion he was considered sentimental amongst the Iron Warriors and left to start his own warband.

They all did not fit their genesires ideal vision of iron... but they were still of iron! He pulled a pin out to quickly earning a whimper from her throat as tears flowed from her eyes. "Please... I do not wish to be trouble."

"Do not speak mortal. I could have killed you if I did not wish to deal with this burden."

Esteemed terminator Harram. We have movement a few clicks north of you. It's the xenos!

Harram lifted his head as he heard her whimpers as she could hear the near silent thrum of their crafts. He pulled a decorative pelt from his shoulder off and covered her up with it. "Stay there. Do not move at all lest I crush you." He watched her pull her son to her chest and do her best to keep the infant safe with only her body to protect them. The pelt was to simply keep her out of the view of the xenos. "You will probably lose HEARING." He roared the only warning before the twinlinked bolter started throwing the explosive rounds down wind.

His leg joints locked in place, so he would be less likely to crush her and the babe. "Brother's I have started to engage."

"Are you being soft again, Harram?" He could hear Endion's warm voice suddenly connect to the vox channel.

He watched rounds connect with one of the small crafts as it was just a handful of the quick xenos. "No brother I am being like Iron!"

"What have you found then?"

"IRON!" The large chain sword slams down being lucky enough to catch one of them trying to run past and slice at his joints. He couldn't hear the infant screaming over the scream of the chains. He couldn't hear her broken sobs of begging to be killed then be hurt by them again. Harram was focused on the combat. "I have found Iron! I refuse to let them RUST!"

Harram has to unlock his legs to turn around and charge the cocky xeno. But his swings were too slow as the xeno was slowly peeling away sheets of ceramite. Not once during this exchange he thought that this was a tactical error... other brothers would see this as an error but then again they would also be as stubborn as he would be to claim the iron.

It screeched as he saw his Orichalcum, he questions not when he saw her as his, sitting up having thrown one of the knife like pins into it. The tired weak smile on her face is replaced by terror as she rolls to shield her child as it charges but that was enough time for him to slam into the xeno and start crushing it.

When he was done he turned to her watching her writhe on the ground as blood oozed out as in it's dying moment it must have activated the contraption. She looks up at him in pure pain as he pulls out his knife and watches it heat up. "Pray that you are made of Iron."

She bitterly barks, "I was an Iron worker!" She half screams, "I'm half metal shavings at this point!" She shrieks as he doesn't give her much time to think as he just removes the whole leg.

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Iron was apart of her. His Orichalcum. And her son Ferum. He learned quite a bit about her during her recovery. She was an Ironworker and so was her dead husband. She had lost him before Ferum was born... meaning that Harram could focus his attentions upon her without any meddlers.

Endion had teased him about his fondness... but it had been so long since he found anyone he could call iron. Though Endion was hardly one to complain as Harram would find him stealing Ferum away and of course teased the warlord of entering his "nesting" phase again. To which he threatened to take his Orichalcum away... and Harram could only silently stew as he would not risk losing her to a far more... charming one of his bretherin.

"Oh hello Harri-ham." She said in a cutesy voice as she was busy feeding Ferum some baby food. "Sorry I was talking with him." She just say softly. Harram just huffed softly. "Hey Harram... I want to deeply thank you for saving my life and that of Ferum. I don't know how to repay you."

"You have no need to repay me."

"Well I was thinking that I should be good to go back home soon." She hardly noticed Harram stop in his actions of getting his own food before he turned around with a bowl in hand just shoveling some food into his mouth. "I don't want to be a burden on you any more than I already have."

"What of your nightmares?"

"I'm a big girl Harram I'll have to sleep alone eventually." She chuckles as whenever he has been in the room at night she ends up usually in his bed or asleep on the plush chair in his work room just afraid to be alone... or when the night terrors come back how he grounds her. And perhaps he had grown content with the small warmth in his bed... he had never understood while Endion would bring mortals to his bed.

Not till he had her under him begging for him to fuck the xenos touch away... to replace the repulsive feelings... to help her feel clean again. "What if I don't want you to go." Harram said a little darkly just watching her blink and look at him owlishly.

"I... I..."

"Just stay for a little while longer... I can help you get things ready for you to return to, yes?"

"Oh... alright." She says softly smiling at him not realizing that the simple goalpost of 'being ready enough to leave' would keep moving further and further... and he doubts she will complain... too much.

[aiyexayen]

writer ask game: 1, 11, 16

1) is there a story you’re holding off on writing for some reason? yes! i have so many little wip's and story ideas that i kind of stash up and hoard and start and stop on quite often in my docs. some of them even have quite a lot of writing gone into them and then i just fell off and hope to get back to and rework eventually. more particularly, though, right now, i have a longfic idea i very much want to try to write in collaboration with a friend but i'm in the middle of writing for a fandom event of a totally different fandom and i know if i let myself go all in with this idea, i'll get behind on the event writing, so i'm making myself wait.

11) what aspect of your writing do you think has most improved since you started writing? hm, it depends on when we count "started writing" from because i fancied myself a little author at like age 10 and spent much of my youth wrapped up in that and that's too long ago to measure relative progress. but i gave up writing for quite a number years for Reasons(bad), and i started writing again in 2019 when i found online fandom for the first time. i think (hope) since then the one thing that has most improved is my flow wrt descriptiveness. it's been difficult for me to work in visual details, sensory input, and general setting details in a way that sounds like it belongs and flows into the narrative and i do believe i'm getting better. i also think my ability to characterise more diversely and complexly has improved with my own maturity and experiences and time invested in analytical/critical consumption.

16) are there any characters who haunt you? this is such an interesting question because i feel like it can be interpreted a number of ways. my first reaction to this was "not really" because i thought, "well, i don't find myself pulled back to any particular character whenever i move away from them, achingly compelled to tell their story--nor do i find any particular character turning up all over the place in my writing or ideas needing attention until i deal with it" but i do think i have characters who kind of...stick around. characters whose heads feel familiar and relevant no matter how much i change. characters whose relatability and failures and triumphs got me through my own rough shit and whose stories were formative to some core piece of me, especially ones i got to know as a writer borrowing them to make them my own. characters i can always go back to whenever i need them and find it easy to reacclimate because i never really stop. benign ghosts that haunt me with their understanding and borrowed strength and have just grown into the walls, never to be exorcised because how hollow would i be without them. it would be tedium to list them out but the newest one is wen kexing.

[cru5h-cascades]

2023: A Year That Existed (Wrapping Up the Year)

Hey everyone! Now with xmas outta the way practically nothing else is really happening this year except for New Year's Eve, which means 2023 is another year in the books!

Here's a highlight reel of the year in order (sort of idk):

January - My track Blissful Ecstacy gets frontpaged on Newgrounds and a month later gets noticed by luminoghost himself!

February - The Splatoon 3 Expansion Pass gets revealed to the world, launching me as well as others into speculation on whatever the hell Side Order's plot is gonna be, a state of insanity that would last until Spetember (unless if you're like me and found out about the leaked Side Order files that were datamined sometime in the summer!)

March - Wave 1 of Splatoon 3's Expansion Pass comes out alongside Fresh Season 2023. Anyways, Cereza and the Lost Demon came out and boy was it hella fun to play!

April - My birthday was on the 13th and we also had the Zelda splatfest that month, which was pretty neat :D. Also, Cult of the Lamb's first major content update came out. I wouldn't be able to actually play this thing until a few months later because of some bug connected to the reclics room.

May - Tears of the Kingdom came out and I'd end up spending a month plus away from S3 trying to finish the game.

June - The disapointment of a season known as Sizzle Season 2023 comes out and I'm still working on TotK, only finishing it halfway through the month and then finally experiencing Sizzle Season myself shortly after finishing TotK. Also, school went out for me that month :D

July - It was either this month or August where we got the summer nintendo direct. Still no Side Order, but we got the announcement of Princess Peach Showtime tho!

August - School started up again and it felt like being dragged back to hell. Bomb Rush Cyberfunk, formerly known as the Jet Set Radio 3 that never was, came out but I didn't get to play until September.

September - A bombshell hits the Splatoon community shortly after the catastrophe known as the fallout after Shiver v Frye v Big Man as a full trailer for Side Order comes out in the September direct, revealing that Agent 8 would be returning to the game, Pearl has been turned into a drone, the Inkopolis Square we play in isn't the actual Inkopolis Square but a replica of it, and most importaintly DEDF1SH WOULD BE AN IMPORTAINT CHARACTER IN THE DLC. Also I consumed as much media related to Dear Evan Hansen this month for some reason.

October - Spooky month. Nothing much happened this month besides me ending my long running Hellbent Concept OST series tbh so moving on...

November - My track Hellfish Heretic would get frontpaged on Newgrounds and Scott Pilgrim Takes Off released on Netflix.

December - To cap off the entire year I basically turned into a full fledged victim (the Killers fan) by listening to a bunch of their music & listening to video essays on folks tryna piece together the story of the Murder Trilogy, even doing so myself over here on tumblr some time ago. Also I finally played Deltarune and I'm currently starting Undertale (now I have to unlearn everything I did in Deltarune just so I can play Undertale lmao).

This year didn't start off that great for me, but it eventually improved as the months went by, to be honest. Got two more tracks on the front page of Newgrounds, my art improved a bunch over the past year for the most part, and I've gotten a few more followers across all my socials (not a lot but it's something!), so this year wasn't too bad.

Now, what am I gonna do in the next year when it comes to my own content? Well, of course I'm gonna continue with my usual writing pieces, art, music, ect., but I'm also gonna throw in some extra bigger projects into the mix as well! Because Side Order comes out next year, I'll be starting finally writing my Splatoon OCs' Side Order arc stories (I've been teasing the arc for a while now), as well as reworking and finally writing other stories about my OCs as well. Also, I plan on starting a seperate blog for a story surrounding Ribbon & WD sometime next year! The story is being worked on right now and I plan on structuring the blog as part ask blog for Ribbon & WD and part comic sorta thing, so something similar to that one fannmade Splatoon comic #14 crush.

Anyways, hope y'all had a great year and I hope y'all have a greater 2024. If you've been sticking around my blog this entire time, thanks for being there to see my stuff. If you're just finding out about my existence via this post you should give me a follow if ya want :D

See y'all on the flip side (of order)!

Can't wait to finally play Side Order in a few months yay!!!

[mrbigbrother]

A Fifty Shades Of Grey Rewrite. By Jacob Pittman.

I had written another introduction but Tumblr failed to post it and erased the entire post because Tumblr is run by incompetent morons. So...here's my attempt at re-writing the ever famous ironic comedy of Fifty Shades Of Grey. The project started off with me reading the book and laughing out loud at it. Everything about it is silly. The prose isn't even that bad, it's just what El James's is describing and the strange use of First Person narrative she uses. The dialogue is pathetic. Ms Steele's inner monologue is the most idiotic use of language I have ever read.

As I read on, I couldn't help but think about how I would've written it. Saying to myself "That bit could easily be made stronger with more context." or "This bit needs to be deleted completely and that will improve the flow dramatically." So finally I just said F it, and started doing edits. And I found that this was a good way to practice my editing skills. My overall writing skills have gotten better from just working on this project. Eventually the project turned into a complete overhaul of the original. The changes I made were mainly just improving what was already there by strengthing the prose, making cuts to sharpen the pacing, and only writing new bits occasionally to keep the narrative flowing well. I also kept the First Person narration intact by just reworking the perspective. It's not so immediate and silly like original's train of thought. Now it's more like an older and wiser Ms Steele confessing to the reader about a bizarre and tragic chapter of her life. This version of the story is now less a dumb sex romp, and more of a violent sad erotic tragedy about broken people.

But yeah, If you like what I've done with it let me know and I'll rewrite more chapters. If you have any other work you'd like for me to try rewriting, tell me about it and I might try.

unfortunately i have to post it on wattpad because Tumblr is run by incompetent people.

thanks for reading. Ta Ta - Jake.

[abofcl]

How My Art Style Evolved

Early on when I started doing pixel art, my art style was even more basic, I wanted to improve it, so I decided to brainstorm different styles. Observe:

"Standard" was my initial art style, and all of my brainstorming attempts followed the proportional rules of the "Standard" style.

I never really went anywhere with the "Kirby" and "Rectangle" styles.

I ended up doing the "Pixanime" style, but something about it felt off. After coming up with the other styles, I eventually drew the "Wide-Eye" style before it clicked. I combined this new style with the "Pixanime" style, creating what I dubbed the "New Favorite" style.

However, I wasn't done. I felt another change was in order, so I decided to rework the proportions of my style, and I practiced it for good measure.

This is the result. You all should know the rest.

Bonus:

I had these OCs called the Phases. Don't know if I'll ever go back to them, but I did try to rework their designs in my new style.

From left to right, here's Phase 0, Phase 1, and Phase 2, with old designs at the top and the new designs at the bottom.

And here's Phase 3, Phase 4, and Phase X, same rules apply.

I think I did pretty good on them.

Bonus II:

There was a time when I tried entering an SMG4 collab (it was the 3M Subscribers one). I drew some character designs for some of the characters, including my own before and after character comparison. I also did an additional slide when I was trying to figure out how to do the mustache and the hat for Mario and SMG4. Have a look:

That's it for tonight. Thanks for indulging me.

-Mathewton (26 May 2020)