#it creates a ripple effect of art

[joelletwo]

[VD: takasugi messy journey of vengeance gintama amv set to hayloft ii, with gintama-typical flashing, violence, and eye trauma]

yes the gun is (every char around him and also) gintoki. yes i painstakingly made that utsuro lipsync on purpose

[edit: OKAY YAY! on youtube with lyrics in CC]

[foone]

Anomalous Item #4742: A set of 173 VHS tapes with blank labels.

When a tape label is filled out (there are provided fields for title, director, and year) and then placed into any functioning VCR, the film listed will play, regardless of if it existed before the tape was played.

This was first believed to be an effect limited to the tapes, ie, the tapes were somehow generating the movie themselves through some method similar to AI art generation, but after initial tests were performed the paratime division discovered the effect is actually antichronological: when played, the tapes don't simply create the movie named, they alter the past so that the movie mentioned was created.

Thus, after a tape is labeled and played, it can be found on streaming services and in DVD rental stores. The directors, if still alive, will recall making the film, and actors who were active at the time the film was "made" will have anecdotes about events that happened in the film.

This can have ripple effects as well; during the 9th test, the film Big Trouble in Little China, 1986, directed by John Carpenter, was created. Besides the immediate effects of creating a new film that hadn't existed, an indirect effect was that the film Alien 2, 1985, John Carpenter, ceased to exist. Instead, the sequel to the 1979 film Alien (directed by Ridley Scott) was titled Aliens and directed by James Cameron. It's believed that by adding a new movie to the timeline of John Carpenter's direction, he no longer had time to direct one of the works he had directed in the original timeline, as he would have been busy directing the newly-added film, and directing roles therefore passed to another director.

Use of the tapes can also implicitly affect the lifespan of directors. In test #17, Researcher J. Calhoun attempted to generate a film that couldn't possibly exist: a prequel to a film made by a director who had died decades beforehand.

According to paratime research, the writing of "Star Wars: Episode 1, 1999, George Lucas" on the tape and the subsequent viewing undid the 1981 death of Mr. Lucas, causing Star Wars: Episode 6: Revenge of the Jedi to come out in 1983 instead of 1985, be titled "Return of the Jedi" instead, and it would be directed by George Lucas instead of Steven Spielberg.

This obviously had additional effects as it didn't merely extend the lifespan of George Lucas by an additional 18 years: at time of writing in 2022, he is still alive at the age of 78. It's therefore believed that the object doesn't unnaturally extend the lifespan of the director, it instead reshapes the flow of time so that any events that would stop them from filming the listed movie do not happen.

After discovery of their history altering nature, the remaining anomalous objects have been locked in secure storage at site #22. No further testing is authorized, and emergency use requires level #6 authorization, which will only be granted in the face of imminent disaster requiring paratime remedies.

Article update[2022-11-20]: an incident occurred where it was discovered that former researcher K. Synnol had acquired one of the tapes (see investigation document 2483 for details) and was attempting to use it for history modification, without approval. The paratime division detected the impending history alteration and an assault team was dispatched. Synnol was apprehended before they could complete the use of the tape, however the label WAS filled out but the tape remained unwatched. What effects, if any, the partial use of the anomalous artifact would have on the timeline is unknown, but in previous testing the film only came into being when the labeled tape was placed into a VCR and watched.

See photo attachment #2, below, for artifact 1B, recovered after the Synnol event.

[cyberslvts]

DEPRIVED || w. maximoff

Summary: Following the events in Westview, wanda, obsessed and unhinged, becomes determined to get you back.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI smut, oral ( r recieving), enchanted strap (r recieving), blood, consumption of blood, pain kink, slight breeding kink, choking, marking, brief restraints, reader has lowkey lost it,

Pairing: Wanda maximoff x witch!reader

wc: 4.5k

note: Was in the halloween mood and had a craving to write witch reader. Also I apologize for being MIA for a hot minute school has been kicking my ass

In the dimly lit and clandestine lair, you stood amidst a chaotic array of potion bottles, spell books, and mystical artifacts. The air was thick with the scent of arcane ingredients, and the room was bathed in an eerie, pulsating glow emanating from enchanted crystals scattered about. Rows of tall, ancient shelves were lined with tomes containing secrets of the mystical arts.

Your eyes fixated on the ominous pages of the Darkhold stood at the center of the lair, your brows furrowed in concentration. The book seemed to emit an unsettling energy, its dark runes shifting and writhing like a sentient being. Your hands cradled glowing orbs of blue magic, feeling a tingling sensation of power coursing through them.

Your mind crackled with a frenzied electric charge. The relentless grip of sleep deprivation fuels your obsession. The effects of prolonged wakefulness gnawed at your sanity, leaving your thoughts frayed and disjointed. Muscles twitch uncontrollably as if charged by lightning flashing within your wide, bloodshot eyes. Your voice, barely a murmur, subconsciously reciting spells and rituals from the book's ancient pages, the words stumbling from your lips in a fevered trance.

Everything around you seemed louder and more intense than usual as if your senses were on overdrive. It was like your body was a sponge soaking up all the noise and energy in the room.

As you delved deeper into the forbidden knowledge within the Darkhold, a sudden disturbance rippled through the room. The sound of crackling energy filled the air, and a portal of swirling scarlet light materialized before You, Startled, you turned to face the unexpected intrusion.

Emerging from the portal, with a sultry and determined expression, was Wanda Maximoff. Her dark eyes locked onto yours, and she stepped forward with an air of confidence. Despite the anger that still simmered within you, Wanda's presence sent a shiver down their spine.

It felt like seeing a ghost

In the not-so-distant past, you and Wanda Maximoff had been deeply entwined in a passionate and tumultuous love affair Your connection was built on an understanding of each other's innermost desires.

You, a gifted witch in your own right, had always admired Wanda's incredible power. Your initial meeting had been marked by sparks, both figurative and literal, as you recognized kindred spirits in each other. You spent countless nights together, honing your magical skills, exploring the boundaries of your abilities, and indulging in the fiery lust filled passions that burned between you.

But as your love deepened, so did the complexity of your relationship.Wanda's insatiable thirst for power often put her on a dangerous path, seeking forbidden knowledge that few could comprehend. It was during one of her quests for dark magic that everything changed.In a moment of desperation, Wanda cast a spell that trapped you in a false reality—a twisted version of suburban life in Westview. In this artificial world, you lived a mundane existence, blissfully unaware of the magic and powers you once wielded. Your memories were altered, your true identity erased, and Wanda had complete control over your life

For you, it was a nightmare and a dream come true. You oscillated between feelings of betrayal and intense longing. The life she had created for you two was everything you could have ever dreamed of, filled with the perfect haven of your loving family

When the Westview Hex was eventually broken, and you regained your true identity and memories, the rush of emotions was overwhelming. You confronted Wanda, your anger, burned but the love you once shared still lingered beneath the surface. It was a complex and conflicted love, one that was impossible erase

Wanda, haunted by her actions and desperate to atone for her mistakes, fled to find the Darkhold—a powerful and dangerous book of magic that held the key to her quest for the power she would need to reclaim the life that was harshly taken from her.

In an attempt to divert Wanda until they built up the necessary forces to defeat her, Doctor Strange, aware of the dangers that the Darkhold posed, entrusted it to you for safekeeping, knowing that you were one of the few who could resist its seductive pull

At the sight of her, you immediately conjured the dark hold shut, the glowing hues of blue dimmed around you as you lowered yourself to the ground, standing before her.

"Y/n," Wanda purred, stepping out of the portal her voice husky and laced with desire.

Before she could get too close, you crossed your arms in front of your body and threw them outwards. A tendril of blue magic wrapped around her arms and legs, effectively freezing her movements. "What the hell do you think you're doing here?" you demanded, your tone filled with anger.

Wanda smirked, Seemingly amused by your reaction. She could have easily overpowered you, but she wanted you to have your fun. She didn't want to scare you. Not yet, at least.

"Oh, Y/n," she grinned, her eyes never leaving yours. "How I've missed your fiery spirit.”

“You shouldn't be here.”

Wanda's expression grew more serious as she struggled against your magical bonds. "I need the Darkhold, Y/n. It's the only way to undo the chaos I've caused."

Your grip on the magical restraints tightened,and you shot back, "Save your breath, Wanda. Me and you both know you have no intentions of doing that”

Wanda's eyes flashed with a hint of frustration “You’re always so stubborn”

The room crackled with tension as the truth hung in the air. Both of you were harboring secrets, aware of each other's desires and motives

You stepped closer to her your fingers twisting in the air to hold the restraint “I won't ask again, why are you here.”

“I needed to see you” she confessed, her voice husky, her gaze never wavering from yours.

You broke out into a sarcastic smile, your tongue pressing against the inside of your cheek as you shook your head in disbelief. The madness that swirled between you and Wanda had reached a fever pitch, and it was clear that this reunion would only further entangle you both in the web of chaos that defined your complex relationship.

“You didn't seem so eager to see me when you left me in Westview” Your voice came out sharper then you intended. obviously still hurt from her actions. The way she had left you was awful. Alone, surrounded by ring of flashing red and blue lights that demanded answers to questions you couldnt even comprehend

Wanda let out an exasperated sigh a sense of guilt building up inside her “I had no other choice y/n. Strange was after me and You would have never gone with me”

The soft flicker of candlelight casted an eerie, shadow on Wanda's face, accentuating the mysterious allure that always seemed to surround her. Her eyes, partially obscured by the dim light, bore into you with a mix of longing and lust. You couldn't help but notice how her figure looked in the low light – the subtle rise and fall of her chest, the seductive curve of her lips as they formed that infuriating smirk. The undeniable attraction that pulsed between you two was like a magnetic force, drawing you together. It was a desire that both thrilled and repulsed you.

“Because you trapped me, you stole my life!” you echoed with a sardonic laugh, your voice tinged with a hint of hysteria. the memories of your past experiences with Wanda had driven you into a state of rage and paranoia, endless days and night spent waiting for her return

“It was the only way to protect you,” she argued back, her conviction unwavering, convinced that she had done what was necessary to shield you from the dangers of the outside world.

Your eye twitched with rage as you denied her allegations vehemently. "You're delusional Wanda, You just wanted to control me.”

Her head dropped to the floor, and her shoulders shook as she let out a menacing chuckle. When her eyes returned to you, they were three times darker, and the room itself seemed to respond to her shifting presence as if the shadows deepened around her

"When will you understand," she whispered, her voice now dripping with an eerie, otherworldly resonance that sent shivers down your spine. It was as if she had tapped into something primal and ancient, a power beyond comprehension.

"I would kill for you, Y/n," her words took on an ominous weight, the air growing heavy with her declaration. "I would rip myself to pieces if it meant keeping you safe," she continued, her breathing growing heavier, each word laced with an intensity that seemed to vibrate through the very walls of the room

Her grin widened, taking on an unsettling edge as if she could see right through you, right into the depths of your soul. The intensity of her gaze was suffocating, and it terrified you to your core.

"And you fucking love that," she hissed, her eyes glinting with a manic fervor that sent a shiver down your spine. “It excites you.”

"Shut up!" You couldn't contain your frustration any longer. With a surge of power, a flash of brilliant blue lit up the room as the magical restraints around Wanda tightened. She gritted her teeth, and a prominent vein bulged on her neck, her struggle against the sudden and intense pressure evident in her clenched jaw and furrowed brow.

"Well, someone has certainly been doing their homework," a deranged expression of pain and excitement glowed on her face. "I wasn't sure how far along you had gotten in the Darkhold, but my god..."

"Oh, for the love of God," you muttered through clenched teeth, your jaw tightening in frustration. as you struggled to maintain your composure in the face of her unsettling revelations. "What kind of deluded fantasies have you come up with now?"

The room seemed to hum with tension, The past and the present collided, and the lines between reality and the pull of the Darkhold blurred your thoughts into a red haze.

"I can feel it. The darkness you've been studying. It's consuming you, just like it did me." The switch in her tone made your blood run cold. Her eyes locked onto yours, searching for a reaction "I've been watching you, Y/n."

For months, Wanda had been studying you, watching you from the shadows, watching your obsession grow with every passing day. She had guided you, manipulated events, all with the intent of drawing you into the same darkness that had overtaken her. But she had to be patient, allowing you to come to it on your own, letting the seductive pull of corruption work its magic until you were entangled in its irresistible web.

“You weren't supposed to read the darkhold, you were only supposed to watch over it” Her voice dripped with a sultry and unhinged desire as she taunted you. “You’re no better than me.”

The consuming darkness of the situation weighed heavily on your shoulders, as you recalled the ghastly events of the past few months. At first, you only started studying the Darkhold for research purposes, perhaps trying to understand Wanda, to fathom why she did the things she did. And yet, in the depths of your mind, the Darkhold's whispers grew louder, its promises of untold power and the allure of the forbidden knowledge beginning to take hold. The more you studied it, the more it consumed your thoughts, leaving you with an insatiable hunger for its secrets.

While you were lost in the sea of memories, a beam of red magic shot past the corner of your eye, and before you knew it, you were sent tumbling back to your feet.

You stumbled backward, Adrenaline beginning to course through your veins. Wanda advanced on you with an unsettling mixture of hunger and madness. She threw her head back, and a loud cackle echoed in the room. "Isn't it exhilarating! The power, the temptation. It's irresistible!"

As Wanda closed in on you, you couldn't deny the odd thrill that surged through you. Her presence was overwhelming and a part of you couldn't help but be endlessley drawn to her.

“You're sick.” you spat out, backing away until your back hit your desk. “You’re fucking sick!”

“Sick with love,” she returned with a hint of seductive playfulness

You turned away from her, your hands anchored to the edge of your desk, your shoulders rising to your ears as you tried to fathom how you ended up here, in this twisted dance with the woman who was once the center of your world. The woman who you spent months missing, nights filled with aching longing and days spent wondering where she was, if she was dead or alive.

“Dont you remember our life together” Her tone was soft and convincing “How nice it was”

She came up behind you, her arms wrapping around you, and she smiled when she didn't feel you push them away.

Painful flashes of your memories in Westview flooded into your mind. You remembered your two boys, whom you were equally bonded to. You remembered the endless movie nights and family dinners, waking up and falling asleep next to Wanda every day had become a feeling you grew accustomed to. Those memories were a bittersweet reminder of the life you had shared before everything went awry, and they added to the torment of your current situation.

You remembered how safe and loved you had felt. But it wasn't real. None of it was real. You had told yourself that countless times—nights when everything was too quiet, and the familiar suffocating feeling of loneliness threatened to consume you. You ached to be back in Westview, with your family. But most of all, you yearned to be with Wanda. the memories of what you had shared weighed heavily on your heart.

“I know who you are Y/N,” You could feel her breath against your neck as her hands rubbed mindless patterns down your stomach. “I know what you crave”

A surge of anger suddenly lit up inside you, furious about how she made you feel. Angry that you had spent months alone, going insane with paranoia and the uncertainty of where she was in the world, Angry that she imprisoned you, controlled you, manipulated you. And you liked it. You loved the fire between you, the intense and deranged connection that bound you together. After all of that, she remained the one person who understood you best, the one who endlessly craved and longed for you.

You suddenly spun around and gripped onto the leather edge of her suit dragging her down until her lips roughly met yours.

Wanda's response was immediate, her hunger for you matching your own. Her arms enveloped you, pulling you up until your legs wrapped around her. Her strides were long across the room trying to find the closest surface to hold you up against.

She pressed you against the oak of your bookcase, and you let out a whimper against her lips when you felt the painful bite of your spell book spines digging into your back.

Wanda took attention to this and used her magic to smoothly fuse through the bookcase and into the privacy of your bedroom. Her determination to be with you becoming increasingly evident. She tossed you onto the bed and crawled over you, reconnecting your lips into a searing kiss.

Her tongue wrestled with yours untill you were moaning into each other's mouths. With one hand holding herself up the other slid up and down your thigh, Warm and possessive. With an expert touch, Her lips moved down to your neck, where she immediately began nipping at that spot she knew you loved so much.

Your breaths were starting to become uneven and you through an arm over her neck, Wanting to be closer to her. You felt Wanda smile into your skin, reveling in your neediness

She conjured away the rest of your clothes, leaving you fully exposed infront of her longing gaze. Your body shivered when the textured leather of Wandas suit rubbed up against you, sending a jolt of electricity through you.

Lowering herself down, she pressed her lips to one of your erect nipples, envelopong it in a sensual kiss. Her mouth then tenderly sucked on the sensitive bud while her fingers skillfuklly squeezed and pinched the other. She glanced up at you, her eyes filled with satisfaction as she took in the sight of your blissful expression, eyes squeezed shut and your mouth slightly parted, completely lost in the pleasure she was giving you.

“I want to taste you” she mumbled against your skin, Descending down the mattress, leaving a trail of kisses and bites down your stomach. She kneeled in front of the bed and roughly pulled your legs until they were hanging off.

You could feel her breath on your pussy as she kissed everywhere, purposefully missing the one place you needed it the most.

She gently slide a finger into your hole and let out a low groan when she felt your wet walls immediately suck her in further.

“Still so responsive... you really are mine, aren’t you baby?” she mumbled in between kisses to your thighs, when you didn't respond she nipped at your skin.

“I will never be yours again” your breathed out, your chest rising and falling with every breath you took in

Something twisted inside Wanda at your words and a dark expression overcame her features as her grip on your thighs involuntarily tightened.

“Well see how you feel after this, pretty girl”

The pet's name is spat out like a curse. But you don't miss the way her tongue rolls over the words like she meant it. Like she actually thinks you are pretty. And so, despite the situation your cheeks burn red, and your heart hammers in your chest.

You didn’t get a chance to respond before you felt her roughly slide two fingers into your dripping hole, immediately curling and hitting your sweet spot. A satisfied grin formed on Wanda's face as she watched your head fall back in pleasure.

Unable to wait any longer She dropped her head and replaced her fingers with her tongue, moaning at the taste of you. You glanced down and felt your pussy clench at the erotic sight of Wanda stuffed between your legs.

She opened her mouth wide and immersed her tongue as deep as it could go. Swirling and twisting in all the right places. It had been so long, Too long since she had gotten to taste her girl, the urgency and desperation became evident when she started lapping at you like a ravenous creature.

A sharp hiss escaped your lips as the metal points of her crown pressed into the tender flesh of your thighs. You instinctively squirmed and writhed in an attempt to escape the painful sensation

She only tightened her hold on your thighs keeping them secured to her shoulders “Stay still," she commanded, her voice dripping with desire. "I'm not done yet.”

Your response was reduced to a mere whimper as an overwhelming sensation engulfed you. All of your nerves felt like they were on fire. You couldn't even form a coherent sentence. It all felt too good.

You felt your orgasm build embarrassingly fast, the tight coil in your stomach winding even tighter. It had been an eternity since someone had touched you this expertly—no one living up to the lofty standards Wanda had set.

Her tongue dipped into you and then dragged along your slit until it reached your clit, where she relentlessley started sucking on the hardened bud. Your moans echoed throughout the room As you began to mindlessly grind up into her mouth.

Every roll of your hips sent the sharp material of the crown deeper into your skin. Your mind began to feel fuzzy as it fell into a haze of overwhelming pleasure. Wanda was drunk off the sight of you right now. Fucked-out and completely at her mercy. Her chin was coated in your slick as she shamelessly devoured you.

Her eyes were glued onto your body, taking in the sight of your head thrown back in pleasure, your limbs squirming under her, watching you struggle to fight of your orgasm only encouraged her to go faster.

She pressed her face further into your core. A crimson streak of blood trickled down your thighs and onto her crown. Mingling with your arousal.

“Cum for me baby,” she commanded with a throaty groan, her fingers digging into your thighs. “show me that you’re mine”

You let out a loud moan and your hands flew to the sides of her head, Tangling into the mess of frayed red hair, Wanda's own moans harmonized with vibrations coursing through you, heightening the intensity of your orgasm.

Your hips slowed their pace as the waves of pleasure subsided, leaving your body pulsating with the aftermath of your climax. Breathing heavily, you propped yourself up on your elbows, your eyes fixated on Wanda who was undeniably captivated by the streams of blood tracing their way down your thigh.

A sinister smirk curved your lips as you taunted “You twisted bitch, you love it when I bleed for you”

Wanda responded with a chilling expression. Without breaking eye contact, She re-wrapped her arm around you. Her fingers possessively digging into your skin. She dragged her tongue over the cut, savoring the metallic taste

Your eyes fluttered shut, The gentle warmth of Wanda's tongue soothed the irritated burn, providing a small measure of comfort. As she rose from between your legs her hand found your throat, gripping it with a firm hold that demanded your attention.

Your eyes reluctantly reopened to meet Wanda's intense gaze. Her lips captured yours in a demanding kiss, and the lingering taste of blood mixed with your arousal coated your taste buds. It was a heady mixture that left you feeling undeniably dirty yet strangely exhilarated.

“You belong to me,” she whispered against your lips, her hand still wrapped around your throat. “You are mine to touch, to pleasure, to mark. Don't you ever forget that.”

You smiled and bit your lip, amused by her sudden possessiveness. Using her magic, she removed the rest of her clothes and waved her hand in front of her hips until a long scarlet dildo attached to a black harness reappeared.

You bit into your lip harder as recognition washed over you. It was your favorite toy, the one that allowed Wanda to intimately feel every inch of your throbbing pussy. You felt yourself clench, Anticipation coursing through your veins.

Still hovering over you, She held the base of the strap and dragged the tip along your slit a low groan emitting from both of your mouths at the contact. You began to grow impatient, arching yourself up as you watched her tease herself.

She finally pushed herself into you, and an unrestrained moan escaped her parted lips as she savored the exquisite sensation of your snug, velvety walls enveloping her. She stilled herself for a moment, allowing you to gradually adjust to the fullness.

“I missed your pussy so much” she groaned out, coming down to press her chest against yours as her hips began to rock into you. The toy curves up and and slides against your insides in the most perfect way, she’s nearly halfway in and you clamp down on her.

“Fuck, you're squeezing me so good.” Wanda leans closer to you, inhaling your scent as one of her hands grips your thigh. She pulls the toy out until just the tip remains inside before roughly snaping her hips forward. You loudly moaned into her ear, digging your nails into her back.

“Harder” you whined, wrapping your legs around her waist and pressing your heels into her back, edging her in deeper. “Please, wanda”

She grinned and started pounding into you harder. Pushing her cock in as deep as it could go. “I knew you were still my slut.”

You could only respond with a breathless call of her name. She further pushes your body into the mattress making you feel even smaller as her strap rams into your pussy. you grip onto her tighter and your moans float all throughout the room, they bounce around the walls and come slamming back into your own ears.

“Yeah, you like being called what you are? Because you're my slut. Mine” Her movements are becoming erratic. The mattress squeaks under you and your headboard slams into the wall with every forceful thrust of her hips. “im never letting you slip away again.”

Your hands claw deep red streaks across her back that move with every flex of her muscles. Her hand grip your ass, grinding you onto her cock as her thrusts begin to lose their rhythem.

She thrusts at an angle that has you seeing white light. Your whole body shook as your orgasm crashed over you. Every nerve was sent into overdrive, no feeling could ever compare to this. Being under Wanda, your limbs tightly bound to her as you fell apart on her cock. It all felt so right

“Fuck, oh fuck, You're gonna make me cum” she grunted, shoving her face into your neck. As she chased her high, tortured with the need to release into your wet heat “Gonna fill this pussy up so good-Fuck!”

Her hips roll into you until she is fully submerged in your pussy. Loud moans and whines fill your ears as you feel thick ropes of her cum paint your insides, filling you to the brim until it splatters on the insides of your thighs. Her hips are still fucking into you and your cunt wraps around her cock pulling her in further.

After she rides out the last bits of her high, her body collapses onto you, pressing you into the mattress. You feel her shaky sighs against your neck, and her body slowly relaxes as you soothingly run your hands through her hair. Just when you think she might have fallen asleep, she abruptly leans up to look down at you.

“You're a fucking nightmare.” you breathlessly whisper

She responds by kissing your lips, her love and obsession intermingling in that stolen moment. You can't help but return the kiss with the same feverish fervor, wrapping your arms around her neck and arching into her.

This new side of you excited wanda to exhilarating heights. Even in the early stages of your relationship, you had always embraced your darker nature, and it was one of the things that had initially drawn her to you, but this newfound level of intensity made her pulse with excitement about your future together, the things you'd do together, the things you'd learn, all the things she would teach you.

You were just so perfect for her, you had always been, and In your bones, you knew you could never be without wanda, it was as if the two of you were eternally connected at your very core.

A smile stretched across your face as she gazed into your eyes. It was clear that your journey into the depths of darkness was far from over.

[merakimagic]

Ripple Effects Its incredible how an idea can inspire people to create something, and what those people create then inspire more people... ideas are one of the few things that live forever and will forever continue to capture the fascination and imagination of everyone🧡✨

[ List of the Mikey AU characters]

Gemini - @tangledinink Empyrean Weeping - @cupcakeslushie Cass Apocalyptic Series - @somerandomdudelmao Jacob's Ladder - @tapakah0 Little Subjects - @allyheart707 TMNT 04 - @koolaidashley Coin Toss - @gemini-forest (ft. SLAY!Leo - @dianagj-art) Mertle - @quewp1 Villain PB & J Duo - @onionninjasstuff The Night - @y0unginhumans Snap Dragon - @bluesgras Red Rover - @red-rover-au

All of these creations are absolutely beautiful and if you have not seen them yet I definitely recommend checking them out

Previous Crossovers:

Leo au Crossover Donnie au Crossover

[shaisuki]

men who loves the idea of tying you up.

you're standing bare and naked in front of them. watch as they grab the rope. coiling the strands in their fingers as they struck the rope in their palms. the contact of the rope in their hand makes a resounding thud. they are walking towards you. their eyes rake in the sight of your plump body as they encircle you.

"stay still for me, pretty girl."

they would murmur. drags the rope in your skin. you can feel the roughness of the rope, sending tingling sensations throughout your body. strikes the rope in your skin, your flesh ripples at the contact. goosebumps rising to the very edge of your existence. they watch in astonishment at the reaction your body speaks for you. licking their lips in excitement. you were perfect for this and so they began entangling you with the ropes.

"such perfect body you have, baby."

he says, you only reply with a "thank you, sir." it's still difficult to receive the compliments when you're away from what a body should be deemed by society but still, in their eyes you're body is perfect to them. perfect for them to manipulate and mold into what they desire. you, being bounded by ropes is with a hidden agenda for them. appreciating the art they are creating with your body as the canvass and the paint. they are the artist.

"be an obedient girl for me."

they would compliment as they ran the ropes around the expanse of your flesh. fingers ghosting through the bare flesh, sending shivers down your spine. you can feel the rigid texture of the rope biting at your flesh when their deft and skillful fingers tightens around your skin. flexing your muscles bound and the rope would only get tighter.

"you're a fucking art, baby."

he can't help but to curse under his breathe. admiring the masterpiece he created with you. your soft tummy hanging, tits spilling in the confines of the rope. hands tied back. your stretch marks and the scars in display for him to see. you're a masterpiece yourself and his ego couldn't get any bigger than seeing you bounded by the ropes.

"say the word."

he tells you. it's not only his pleasure but yours too. say the word and he's stopping. replying with a assurance that you're going to fine, he raises the cloth. covering your eyes as he tied a knot behind your head. surroundings turning black and you can hear your breath, the beat of your heart and everything.

"good girl."

praising in his hot sultry voice that leaves you bothered and hot. he smirks at the effect he have on you. sweet little thing you are. his fingers already making it's appearance in your skin. he can finally worship his art. he has you under his control and you can't deny him nor hide from him. you're all his to manipulate and the exploration begins.

his thick fingers plunges in your tight hole. it's only for a brief moment before his hands splays over the flesh of your thighs. slaps the skin there making it jiggle and god did he love hearing you moan. your little gasps escaping in your pretty lips. he's not done with you yet. his fingers catch your sensitive buds, rolls it between his index fingers and thumb. suckle into it, like you have milk for him to taste.

it would be no fun if he doesn't tease you and so it begins the sweet torture. leaving you begging and crying for him.

"make me cum, sir." you beg, your body shaking from the high he doesn't grant to you. leaving you sopping wet but you can't do anything.

"patience, baby. will you do that for me?" he assures you and you nod. "yes, sir." swallowing the sobs, confident he'll give you the high you're chasing for.

true he is to his words but not this time. he needs more. your body is a wonder and it needs to be explored. he got all the time in the world for this. let him control you for all you're worth and guaranteed he will give you the pleasure you're begging for.

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎, 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢, 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎, 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈, 𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨, 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐧𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨, 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐉𝐔, 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐔,𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐭, 𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐔, 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐮, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈, 𝐑𝐄𝐎, 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚, 𝐄𝐆𝐎, 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐲𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚, 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐞, 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍, 𝐌𝐔𝐙𝐀𝐍, 𝐇𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐀, 𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, 𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔, 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐨, 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀, 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐀, 𝐬𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚, 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 [𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬]

[mock-arts]

In honor of me not having any more bangs on the schedule for the year, here's part 1/2 of my 2023 cover collection! This portion 100% star wars. The next bit will be up tomorrow. I've started a cover collection tag for the compilations like this, but you can always look through all my bang art in my big bang tag. Though, not all of these were for big bangs. Eh, whatever.

Links and summaries below the cut!

Cover collection 2023

So There's this Guy by @catbuirs-alt & @elsaanna007 (art) (with more art by @anstarwar)

The war is over!

Jesse, Kix, Echo and Fives live together in an apartment on Coruscant.

Echo finds himself in a new romance with a beautiful woman named Hehna. After finding himself lacking in experience, Fives offers to help him out with advice and practice.

Unfortunately for Fives, this awakens some feelings he thought were buried deep and he doesn’t know what to do about them. He decides to put them aside and be happy that Echo has found someone.

Fives’ advice does help Echo become more confident with his new girlfriend, but something is holding him back. His thoughts keep returning to his best friend and he’s not the only one who notices. Will Fives keep his role as the best friend, or will Echo realize that his attraction to Hehna pales in comparison to his feelings for Fives?

Keep by @tallnegotiations (art)

Vader is a technical genius, it is a well-known fact. So, following his defeat at the hands of his old Master on Mustafar and the rise of the Empire, Vader executes his greatest act of genius to prove his dominance: he creates an artificial intelligence modeled after Obi-Wan Kenobi.

After the rise of the Empire, nothing remains of Commander Cody except for CC-2224, just another rank-and-file stormtrooper among many. He goes where he is told to go, shoots where he is told to shoot, and doesn't question it because good soldiers follow orders.

A droid told to be human meets a human told to be a droid. They meet somewhere in the middle.

(Tooka) Cat-Scratch Fever by @pebblish (art)

Luke is lonely, and instead of joining space bumble decides to cure the problem with a tooka cat. When he visits a shelter, he stumbles upon the most unadoptable feline there- a scarred, jet black, mangy creature that tears apart the homes of any who dare to adopt him.

Darth Vader has been turned into a tooka cat by his former Master, Darth Sidious. And now, he's been adopted by some blonde brat who has no idea who he's dealing with.

The pair of them are in for some startling revelations, and each will have to learn that what you want isn't always what you need.

I Wear My Sunglasses at Night by Trillium Orchid (art)

Force Osik can make things difficult and decidedly strange. Sith versions of Cody, Fox, Thorn, Thire, and Stone get switched with the bodies of their alternate selves that are from a near-cannon timeline…

They decide to Help Things- and manage to kill the Chancellor. Meanwhile, the vod’e that they switch with is trying to get back home and hop a few universes before getting switched back… after the Sith versions kill the Chancellor.

Ripple in the Universe by @darthtarvera (art)

Jango Fett has done many things in service to Mandalore. Tricking a couple of Jedi so he can use them to get to the heart of a conspiracy seems simple enough to add to the list. Get the Jedi, get to Mandalore, and find the traitors. One more step to take on his path to fix the mistakes from the last time he did this.

Ripples on the water can have longer-lasting effects than you might think. Jango Fett and Obi-Wan Kenobi meet years before they were supposed to.

This changes things.

An Hourglass in Hand by @ecarian (art) (with more art by @blog-o-randomness)

“I thought daemons didn’t eat,” Rex noted once, during a celebration feast, as he and Cody watched Boga devour her meal with some fascination. Varactyl she may be, but she was a tiny one. There wasn't much interior space for the truly momentous amount of meat she was ripping into. Boga daintily rubbed her beak against a folded serviette that looked kind of like a bird, and said, prim, “I can do anything a human can do.”

“Oh?” Obi-Wan said mildly, from where he’d been tapping at a datapad. “Shall I save you a portion of these reports then?”

No Trophies, Only Prisoners by @diviluscorner (art)

Jango’s life took a wrong turn somewhere around Geonosis and spat him out years later to haunt one of his clones.

Or perhaps Jango doesn't realize the Force has other plans for him.

Every Shadow by @kenobster (art)

The days on Kadavo were long, but the nights moved quickly. Hundreds of pairs of wide, sleepless eyes haunted the space of the holding cells. Droves of terror clogged the heavy, sweaty air, and every sound, however faint, was like a physical ripple across the crowd. Every sound. The jingling of keys, the clicking of locks, the thudding of boots, and that’s how the nights on Kadavo started—with a gradual increase in the degree of quiet.

OR—during the mass casualty event following Kadavo and Zygerria, Obi-Wan and Anakin seek ways to cope with trauma.

[radical-revolution]

Life can often feel like a solitary journey, especially when you’re dedicated to your path but surrounded by silence. The sensation of isolation can be overwhelming, making you question the value of your efforts and the worthiness of your goals. However, there is a profound truth that often goes unnoticed: the work you do with sincerity and integrity has a unique way of reaching out into the world, connecting you with like-minded souls.

In moments of solitude, it's essential to remember that true and conscientious work resonates beyond the immediate confines of your environment. This kind of work is imbued with authenticity and passion, qualities that inherently attract others. When you pour your heart and soul into what you do, you’re not just creating something of value—you’re sending out a beacon to others who share your values and vision.

Consider the countless artists, writers, scientists, and thinkers who have toiled away in isolation, often feeling as though their efforts went unnoticed. Their commitment to their work, however, forged connections they couldn’t have anticipated. Vincent van Gogh, for example, struggled with loneliness and obscurity during his lifetime, but his dedication to his art created a legacy that has touched millions. His unknown friends—those who appreciate and are inspired by his work—came long after he had gone.

The connections you make through your work might not always be immediate or visible, but they are inevitable. In a world interconnected by shared interests and passions, your dedication will draw people towards you. These unknown friends might come in the form of collaborators, supporters, or even those who find solace and inspiration in what you do.

Doing your work truly means committing to authenticity. It means producing work that reflects your true self, your values, and your vision. This authenticity is magnetic. People are drawn to genuine expressions because they offer a respite from the superficial and the mundane. When your work is a true reflection of who you are, it becomes a powerful tool for connection.

Moreover, conscientious work is characterized by a deep sense of responsibility and care. It’s about putting in the effort, paying attention to detail, and striving for excellence. This dedication not only enhances the quality of your work but also demonstrates your integrity and commitment. These qualities are universally respected and admired, making your work stand out and attract those who value the same principles.

It's also important to acknowledge that the journey of doing conscientious work can be its own reward. It cultivates inner strength, resilience, and a sense of purpose. While external recognition and companionship are fulfilling, the process of working earnestly and sincerely enriches your own life. It brings clarity, fulfillment, and a profound sense of accomplishment.

In today’s digital age, the power of your work to connect you with unknown friends is amplified. The internet provides platforms where your work can reach far and wide, crossing geographical and cultural boundaries. Your blog post, artwork, scientific research, or any other form of sincere work has the potential to touch lives in distant places, creating a ripple effect of inspiration and connection.

So, embrace your solitude as a space for creation and reflection. Trust that your true and conscientious work will find its way into the world, drawing towards you those who appreciate and resonate with it. Unknown friends are out there, looking for the kind of authenticity and dedication you bring to your work. By staying true to your path, you open doors to meaningful connections and a supportive community, no matter how isolated you may feel.

Remember, every effort you make with sincerity is a step towards forging unseen bonds and building a network of unknown friends who will seek you out, drawn by the light of your authentic and dedicated work.

***

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

Crafting The Perfect Lovers-to-Enemies Betrayal: A Guide for Aspiring Authors

Fellow writers and aspiring authors, you may be in need of crafting a compelling lovers-to-enemies betrayal for your fiction novel. Few plot twists are as captivating and emotionally charged as the transformation of once-intimate allies into bitter adversaries. In this guide, I'll help you explore the art of creating a lovers-to-enemies betrayal that will leave your readers gasping in disbelief and eagerly turning the pages for more.

Laying the Foundation: To build a convincing and impactful lovers-to-enemies betrayal, you need to establish a strong foundation for your characters' relationship. Begin by developing a deep emotional connection between them. Portray their love as genuine, passionate, and unbreakable. Let readers witness their shared moments, inside jokes, and unwavering support for each other. This foundation will make the eventual betrayal all the more shocking and heart-wrenching.

Foreshadowing: Witty and subtle foreshadowing is the key to creating an unforgettable betrayal. Pepper your narrative with hints and clues that something is amiss. Use foreshadowing techniques such as cryptic dialogue, ambiguous actions, or symbolic objects to plant seeds of doubt in your readers' minds. Engage their curiosity without revealing your cards too early, allowing the betrayal to unfold gradually.

Character Development: To make the lovers-to-enemies betrayal resonate with readers, it's crucial to flesh out your characters' motivations and inner conflicts. Dive into their backstories, fears, and desires, unveiling the hidden layers of their personalities. Develop plausible reasons for the betrayal, rooted in their individual growth arcs. This will add depth, complexity, and authenticity to their transformation from lovers to enemies.

The Breaking Point: Every betrayal has a breaking point—a moment of no return. This turning point should be meticulously crafted to maximize its impact. It could be a shocking revelation, an unforeseen twist, or an irreparable loss that shatters the trust between the characters. Build up the tension gradually, heightening the emotional stakes until the breaking point becomes inevitable.

Emotional Fallout: Once the betrayal occurs, the emotional fallout should be palpable and heart-wrenching. Explore the raw emotions of anger, grief, and disbelief. Allow your characters to confront their newfound enmity head-on, engaging in intense confrontations and verbal sparring matches. Show the depth of their emotional wounds and the lasting scars left by the betrayal.

Consequences and Repercussions: Betrayal carries consequences, and your story should reflect these repercussions. Illustrate how the betrayal affects not only the characters involved but also their relationships with other key players in the narrative. Show the ripple effects of the betrayal within the larger story arc, allowing it to reverberate throughout the novel and impact other subplots.

Transformation and Growth: A lovers-to-enemies betrayal can be a catalyst for profound transformation and growth. Allow your characters to evolve in response to the betrayal, exploring the themes of forgiveness, redemption, and self-discovery. This will add richness and complexity to their arcs, making them more relatable and compelling to your readers.

Resolving the Conflict: The resolution of the lovers-to-enemies betrayal should be as satisfying as the betrayal itself. Whether it leads to reconciliation, revenge, or tragic consequences, ensure that the resolution remains true to the characters' development and the overall tone of your novel. Tie up loose ends, provide closure, and leave your readers with a lasting impression.

Checklist For Writers

Establish a strong foundation:

Have you developed a deep emotional connection between the characters?

Have you portrayed their love as genuine, passionate, and unbreakable?

Foreshadowing:

Have you included witty and subtle hints and clues throughout the narrative?

Have you used foreshadowing techniques such as cryptic dialogue, ambiguous actions, or symbolic objects?

Have you engaged readers' curiosity without revealing the betrayal too early?

Character Development:

Have you delved into the characters' backstories, fears, and desires?

Have you established their individual growth arcs?

Have you created plausible motivations for the betrayal rooted in their personal journeys?

The Breaking Point:

Have you built up tension gradually leading to the breaking point?

Have you crafted a moment that is shocking, unforeseen, or irreparable?

Does the breaking point shatter the trust between the characters?

Emotional Fallout:

Have you depicted the raw emotions of anger, grief, and disbelief?

Have you allowed characters to confront their enmity through intense confrontations and verbal conflicts?

Have you shown the depth of emotional wounds and the lasting impact of the betrayal?

Consequences and Repercussions:

Have you explored the consequences of the betrayal on the characters involved?

Have you shown how the betrayal affects their relationships with other key players in the story?

Have you illustrated the ripple effects of the betrayal within the larger story arc?

Transformation and Growth:

Have you allowed the characters to evolve in response to the betrayal?

Have you explored themes of forgiveness, redemption, and self-discovery?

Does the betrayal serve as a catalyst for profound transformation and growth?

Resolving the Conflict:

Does the resolution of the betrayal remain true to the characters' development?

Does it provide closure and tie up loose ends?

Does the resolution leave a lasting impression on readers?

Examples & ideas On How to Establish A Deep Emotional Connection Between Characters

Shared Vulnerability:

Have the characters confide in each other about their deepest fears, insecurities, or past traumas.

Example: Sarah opens up to Jake about her fear of abandonment due to a troubled childhood, and Jake reciprocates by revealing his own struggles with self-doubt.

Intimate Moments:

Show the characters sharing intimate moments that highlight their emotional connection.

Example: Emma and Alex cuddle together on a rainy day, sharing their dreams and aspirations while basking in the warmth of their love.

Inside Jokes and Shared Memories:

Include inside jokes and references that only the characters understand, creating a sense of exclusivity and camaraderie.

Example: Lisa and Mark burst into laughter at the mention of a funny incident from their first date, showcasing a shared history and deep connection.

Unwavering Support:

Demonstrate the characters supporting each other through thick and thin, offering unconditional love and understanding.

Example: When James faces a career setback, Lily stands by his side, encouraging him to pursue his dreams and assuring him of her unwavering support.

Emotional Intimacy:

Showcase moments of emotional intimacy, where the characters express their feelings and empathize with each other.

Example: During a heart-to-heart conversation, Michael and Emily discuss their hopes, dreams, and the challenges they've overcome, forging a profound emotional bond.

Sacrifice and Protection:

Illustrate instances where the characters prioritize each other's well-being and safety, even at their own expense.

Example: When faced with danger, Sarah shields David from harm without a second thought, displaying her deep love and commitment to him.

Shared Goals and Dreams:

Establish common goals and dreams that the characters work towards together, reinforcing their shared aspirations.

Example: Emma and Ryan are both passionate about environmental conservation and collaborate on a project to create a greener community, strengthening their emotional connection.

Few Extra Tips For creating Believable Lovers-To-Enemies betrayal

Build Complexity:

Make sure the characters have multifaceted personalities with their own strengths, flaws, and conflicting desires.

Avoid stereotypical portrayals and strive for nuanced, relatable characters who are capable of both love and betrayal.

Foreshadow Effectively:

Use subtle hints and foreshadowing throughout the story to create anticipation and suspense.

Drop clues that something might be amiss in the relationship, without giving away the specific betrayal itself.

Motivation and Justification:

Develop strong motivations for the betrayal that align with the characters' growth arcs and personal journeys.

Provide plausible justifications for their actions, rooted in their fears, desires, or external pressures.

Gradual Transformation:

Allow the transformation from lovers to enemies to occur gradually, rather than abruptly.

Show the progression of small betrayals, conflicts, or misunderstandings that slowly erode the trust between the characters.

Emotional Impact:

Highlight the emotional impact of the betrayal on both characters involved.

Explore their feelings of hurt, anger, betrayal, and confusion, making the reader empathize with their emotional turmoil.

Consequences and Repercussions:

Illustrate the wide-ranging consequences of the betrayal, not only on the characters' relationship but also on other aspects of their lives and the story's narrative.

Show how the betrayal affects other characters, relationships, and subplots, creating a ripple effect throughout the story.

Character Growth and Arcs:

Use the betrayal as a catalyst for character growth and transformation.

Allow the characters to learn from their actions, confront their flaws, and seek redemption or revenge, depending on their paths.

Authentic Dialogue and Reactions:

Ensure that the characters' dialogue and reactions to the betrayal feel authentic and true to their personalities.

Capture the range of emotions, conflicts, and tensions through well-crafted dialogue exchanges and internal monologues.

Avoid Clichés:

Strive to create a unique twist on the lovers-to-enemies betrayal trope, avoiding clichés or predictable plot developments.

Surprise your readers with unexpected turns and outcomes that challenge their assumptions.

Resolution and Closure:

Craft a satisfying resolution that provides closure for the characters and the readers.

Tie up loose ends and address the consequences of the betrayal, allowing for a sense of resolution and growth.

Crafting a lovers-to-enemies betrayal is a thrilling endeavor that requires careful planning, attention to detail, and a touch of literary finesse. Hopefully this guide helped you get the foundation of Lovers-To-Enemies Betrayal.

[biasbuck]

BiAsBuck’s ficrec Fridays

Happy I started drafting this when it was Friday everyone! Can you believe there's just three weeks left to go before we're back with BEENADO?! Here's another round of the fic I've been reading this last fortnight to tide you over in the meantime. You can find previous rec lists here.

7 September 2024

Baking is a Science but I Studied the Arts by @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels the reason why I'm late posting this week is that I opened up AO3 to start gathering links, realised this was completed, dropped everything and read it start to finish. Sugar Daddy Tommy is ready and willing to pamper Eddie with trips to Vegas, and Eddie is in need of a distraction from all his pining over his best friend. Buck's feeling a little envious of Eddie and Tommy's new friendship, but with an open line of communication Tommy's happy to introduce him to his bisexual awakening, and unlock a new level of kink along the way. But of course, there's crossed wires, and neither Buck or Eddie actually know who the other's mysterious new casual boyfriend is. Deliciously indulgent, sexy, and feel good polyamory with 9-1-1 what is your emergency levels of misunderstandings and self discovery along the way. Lincoln's buddietommy threeway fics just always hit the spot.

Summer's End by @dunnonorlly back on my Eddie's summer of introspection without Chris bullshit, with a wonderful self recommendation that I'm so glad was brought to my attention. I love fics which really showcase all the ways this ensemble love each other and there's such a gorgeous wealth of extended firefam offering support here, including a particularly impactful Eddie and Bobby dynamic, with his advice and experience shared, and deep understanding from Maddie. Talking things through with those he trusts, and some beautifully written gentle steps towards finding peace and embracing love with Buck at his side and his family reunited.

Counting Pulses by tinyydancerr also recommended to me by dunnonorlly, this is an alternate take on season 7 written early on in the series, in which crucially Eddie has OCD, based on the author's own experiences and carefully woven into all the idiosyncricies that make up Eddie Diaz. It's a beautiful and painful character exploration that allows Eddie to examine his own past and present with fresh eyes, in the hopes of moving to a future without tripping up on all that's held him back. I particularly loved the backstory elements, and how his mental health and Catholic guilt create a maelstrom he's painstakingly riding through life. Such a moving fic. The same author also has a GORGEOUS anniversary Henren fic Up, and Down, and Around which sees Karen through Hen's eyes, with a rollercoaster of emotions.

about the present by @runawaymarbles if there's one thing you need to know about me it's that I LOVE me a timeloop narrative, and wow does this two parter The Scroll of Saint Barnabas and Theoretical Corpses, Laughing deliver. "The day of the shooting, Eddie got stuck in a time loop. But that was three months ago. He's completely fine now." In which Eddie absolutely has PTSD, but when you're caught in a timeloop where you see all of your loved ones picked off by a sniper, and every attempt you make to stop it just ripple effects someone else to be harmed, what do you even do? Plus along the way there are confessions they won't remember, secrets that are impossible to keep locked up forever, firsts that they'll be forced to forget, and overwhelming survivors guilt. An absolute masterclass in consequences, understanding, and healing together through the hurt.

Being Eddie by @cal-daisies-and-briars sticking with the timey-wimey theme, I also read this Being Erica inspired fic, in which a mysterious therapist grants Eddie the opportunity to go back in time to fix a list of his regrets, confronting repressed memories, and gaining an understanding of himself and the people in his life he feels like he's wronged along the way. Of course the butterfly effect is in full force, and sometimes changing the past means losing a future and a love you're growing to cherish.

like a river that doesn't know where it's flowing (i found where i'm going) by @queerdiazs VIVE LE MOUSTACHE! 'After coming out as gay, finally, Eddie has a well-deserved hot girl summer witnessed by his closest friends and family. Everyone is supportive and encouraging, except for Buck. What could that possibly mean?' Truly full throttle embracing the concept of latter in life coming out second pubity and slut era Eddie, this is so much fun, so delicious, and Buck is full on out not having a good time. Eddie can't help that the moustache makes him so irresistible! (I also had a great time with their fic no one else on earth because I love me some Eddie vs Josh).

Stay Until the Morning by @semperama oh my god, once again smacked in the face by my demiromantic Eddie and resulting emotional trauma feels. This is established (almost) buddie, written for the @summerofbuddie "breaking cliches" week. The author says it best: "The cliche that's broken here is that friends-to-lovers is as simple as two people realizing they love each other and then it's happily ever after. In this instance, things are a little more complicated!" I really really deeply appreciate this examination of simply finding your person doesn't magically fix all the things that have reinforced your emotional barriers and mental walls, and Eddie has a lot to unpack around how he's approached sex and relationships as does Buck. Small but mighty, this packed a punch.

suddenly the only thing i saw was you by @diazisms finally ending on a wonderful sapphic rarepair wildcard, this is a 5+1 fic featuring May Grant and Adriana Diaz! Bless you mysterious Diaz sisters for being such a rich fictional ground to play with - In this, Adriana is dropped off in LA for college, feeling out of place having taken a year to work. She bumps into May Grant, a beautiful stranger in a coffee shop. As they grow closer, they soon discover they have more in common than they thought. I loved this so much.

Okay that got long, but as usual insert call out for more henren fic here. Feel free to self rec! And please share and reblog :) See you next week, probably with HOTSHOTS recs bahaha!

BEES!

[messydiabolical]

Hi @keriweird and anyone else who might find this useful, the brushes I use on my Javik and other recent pieces (I use Procreate). Links and details below the cut:

First, outside of brushes a big way that I've made my recent pictures look like canvases is to use overlaying effects. I put together a little explainer on that a few weeks ago, find it >here< The bulk of the painting I use a brush set called 'thick paint' by Manero brushes, the gumroad to that set is >here< ($20, or he has a huge $40 bundle that includes other sets) The set includes those above mentioned overlay oil boards and canvases as well as brushes, so you can create a full oil painting looking piece with this set alone. He has a youtube channel and I got the hang of using the brushes by following along with some, such as >this one< In partcular, I like the Messy Canvas Roll brush, which has colour jitters of 2%, creating a nice dynamic when laying on the bulk of colour, and has a canvassy texture. I use the thick paints 1-4 (and especially 4) for the base/underpainting, split bristles brush for hair or crunchier texture, and fine oil sketch for sketching and highlights/fine details. The set also includes an 'experimental set' that does some weird and wonderful things, I like experimental brush 5 for scales on drell, and 11 is phenomenal for pressure sensitive application of hair highlights. Art with Flo is an old favourite, I have a whole bunch of sets from her and often return to them as my go to's. The fineliner is like my main brush for everything, and you can get that one from her free sampler set. Although I did find I needed to turn the stabilisation down a smidge on that one. Her chalk brushes are another set I use a lot especially the round chalk and blocker, and the chalk pencil is nice for sketching and for fine highlights. And while I haven't used them in recent paintings as they aren't particulary for the oil effect I've been trying out, her skin sets and illustration brushes are all lovely. Her brush store page is >here< and youtube channel >here<. She has so many useful procreate tips and tricks. Outside of paid brushes, procreate has some great stuff by itself. I use the hardbrush and various soft airbrushes all the time. Hartz is wonderful for textures like rough metals and leathers. There's one called nebula that I use as a shine on jewellery, or their water ripple one I use for biotics and such.

[allgearlit]

Hello ! I wonder if you're new on tumblr. If yes then i'd like to welcome you and i just read your work with starscream and it was super adorable and also heart warming😭❤️

If it's okay i'd like to request a small drabble with g1 Starscream and female human reader first contact au where a fem reader was taking a walk and suddenly finds abandonet jet and decides to take a look and then i'll leave the rest to you <3

OR something a bit more dark with also g1 Starscream and fem human reader where reader is being an unwilling captive and he decides to explore her organic nature ( could be a little non-con/nsfw-ish if that's okay if not then i comepletely understand <3)

You can pick between those two any you like more <3 thanks a lot for reading ans i hope you'll get a warm welcome🥰❤️

Hello! Thank you so much for the ask - I'm not new to tumblr per-say, I started as an art blog and decided to pivot to writing since that's more of my passion anyhow. Though I appreciate the welcome! <3

I love both ideas - I hope you won't mind if I maybe make the latter at a later date (with credit to you for the idea). The first one though; that screams (heh) mini series. I love the BumbleBee movie so much and fantasize about Charlie's scenario with other bots, so I'll make this into it's own little drabble series. I hope that's acceptable! ☆

G1!Starscream x Fem!Human!Reader: The Starscream Movie AU Pt1

I couldn’t tell you the time if I tried. I needed peace, freedom from my thoughts. A walk late in the night was my best solution. Anyone could tell you I haven’t been feeling my best recently, though to pin-point the problem would be an anxiety riddled mess in of itself. I walked down by the nearby lake that always looked so much bigger at night. Perhaps it was the contrast between it’s glistening blue water to the velvety black sky, or the way the stars hit the rippling water, creating a galaxy effect. Regardless, it was one of my few favourite spots in the area.

There was a bench that was almost always vacant, near the centre of the lake, just where the bend dipped over the shore in a gentle fashion. As I approached, something else caught my attention. A ship, or jet? I couldn’t quite tell in the light. It looked like something straight out of the military. I took in a sharp breath as the curiosity bubbled in my throat. I wanted to inspect the craft, anxiety and logic going out the window as I approached. It was a slender build, likely only able to house one person at best. The thought of there potentially being a body in the cockpit made me shudder, but I knew I had to check.

Reaching over with my shaking hand, I rubbed over the golden paneling, to my good fortune, it was empty. However, this lead to a new line of questioning, where had it come from?

I continue inspecting the craft, my hand gliding over the metal nonchalantly as I analyze it like an artifact. Something else catches my eye, a purple symbol - almost like a horned creature. Instinctively, my fingers glide over the etching, mesmerized by its rich colouring and definition. Whatever it meant was unfamiliar to me.

After my thorough inspection of the exterior, a little click and hissing noise arises from the cockpit, opening the sealed space. It was as if I was being invited into whatever this machine was, and I couldn’t help my temptations to peek. Climbing up onto the jet, I shuffled into its cockpit, as quickly as it had opened for me, it slammed shut.

An involuntary yelp escapes my lips as I hear the lock click into place, it was as if the jet was alive. Pressing my palms onto the panel, I whimper as I try to get it to open. A sudden noise fills the air, it sounded like robotic laughter. The noise startled me, and promptly caused me to land flat on my bum in the seat.

“Who’s there?”

Despite attempting to sound confident, my voice comes out as a weak whimper, panicked and unsure. The robotic laughter stops, and a voice comes out instead.

“Stuck on this wretched planet for less than half a cycle, and already an inhabitant has decided to be stupid enough to touch me.”

The voice was snivelly, snarky, and cybernetic. The kind that makes one a pinch uneasy. It filled the air almost too evenly, as if the words were coming from the jet itself. In my moment of logic, I begin trying once more to push the panel up, when the voice mocked me once more.

“Don’t bother, I’m keeping you in here so we can have a little chat.”

Defeated, I let my frame sink into the rather uncomfortable seat. Frustration bubbles within me as I look around the tiny space.

“Alright, let’s talk.” I speak up, my voice hoarse with that anxiety. “What are you?”

A light on the console shines as he prepares to speak, though nothing is obvious or makes any sense to me. Perhaps I was too oblivious to notice it at first.

“The name is Starscream, second in command of the Decepticons. Though, I don’t think your puny little flesh-bag brain can handle all of this info, I’m a Cybertronian.”

Every word that Starscream speaks makes me doubt him, as if the word  Decepticon wasn’t already suspicious enough.

“So, you’re a race of alien jets?”

This prompts a grunt, and I swear if he had eyes they’d be rolling.

“No fleshie. We’re robots who can change our forms. This jet you’re in is my alt-form.”

Before I can even ask, I’m suddenly shuffled inside the cockpit as it literally changes shape with me inside. I roll around like a towel in the washer, when suddenly it finishes with me in the palm of a massive robot's hand. Starscream looks down at me with piercing red orbs. He has a smirk on his face as he looks at me, before proceeding to tousle me in his hand.

“You’re cuter than I thought, I might just keep you.” His voice is the same snarky tone as  before, though now it’s clear that he is far more comfortable with me. I feel my face grow pink at the prospect of becoming his - human pet? I’m not sure what he’d make me, but regardless, I try to refute.

“Now wait a second -”

However, He places his thumb over my lips to promptly silence me, walking to where who knows where until he stands still and look down at me.

“...Where is your home fleshie?”

[dungeon-strugglers]

✨New item!✨ Hammer of the Thundersmith Weapon (warhammer), legendary (requires attunement)

When you hit with an attack using this magic warhammer, the target takes an extra 1d6 thunder damage. If the creature is made of metal or wearing metal armor, you can force the creature to make a DC 17 Constitution saving throw. On a failure, the thunderous blow reverberates throughout the metal and disrupts the creature’s actions. The creature is deafened and has disadvantage on attack rolls and ability checks until the end of your next turn. If a creature already under this effect fails the saving throw a second time, it also becomes stunned for the duration.

This hammer allows you to forge creatures of elemental air, such as air elementals and invisible stalkers. If you provide 200 gp worth of tin for each point of the intended creature’s CR (e.g. tin worth 1,000 gp is required to create a CR 5 air elemental), and forge it for 1 hour with this hammer, make a DC 17 Strength (Smith’s Tools) check. On a success, the tin sublimates into the intended creature. On a failure, the tin is destroyed and the process fails. If you attempt to create a creature with a CR greater than half of your player level (rounded down), the process fails. A creature created using this hammer is an ally to you and your companions. It obeys your verbal commands (no action required by you) and undergoes any task you give it to the best of its abilities. It remains under your control for 1 year, after which point it gains the freedom to act however it desires. It may seek revenge against its creator for subjecting it to a year of servitude, ally itself with those who showed it compassion, or vanish from the material plane altogether. The creature disappears if it drops to 0 hit points. You can maintain control over a number of forged creatures equal to half your proficiency bonus (rounded down) at the same time. For each creature created by this hammer that is currently under your control, the DC to create a new creature increases by 1, and additional tin worth 1,000 gp is consumed by the process.

This mighty hammer is a relic from the thundersmiths of yore, who forged an army of roaring wind for their stormlord lieges. The stormlords swept the land with elemental force, toppling kingdoms and reshaping the continent in a ferocious gale before vanishing all at once.

As the smith worked the tin, it began to grow softer, almost pillowy and lighter in color. It ballooned outwards in size, and rippled when struck, as if a condensed bubble of air grew inside of the ingot. Within minutes of working it, the metal seemed to become translucent and bounce on the anvil with each blow. Undaunted by this bizarre transformation, the smith continued to strike the tin, calculating each hammerblow with mysterious intent. As if an invisible reaction had reached its climax, the tin expanded suddenly. The smith stepped back and jammed a finger in each ear. The nearly invisible balloon of tin lifted off of the anvil and hovered for a second before bursting tremendously. From within, a being of whipping wind and cloud emerged: the process was complete. - 🖌🎨 Like our work? Consider supporting us on Patreon and gain access to the hi-resolution art for over 170 magic items, item cards and card packs, beautiful creature art and stat blocks and setting pdfs with narrative hooks and unique lore!🧙‍♂️

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[robfinancialtip]

Miranda Gonzalez highlights the value of supporting and assisting others, concentrating on making genuine relationships that may have a revolutionary influence on society. Miranda articulates a vision for a brighter future for future generations, emphasizing the need to develop a culture that benefits not just the present but also the great-great-grandchildren. This vision involves identifying and implementing solutions that improve people's lives via inspiration and motivation.

Miranda sees herself as a catalyst for broader movements, using art to initiate change and encourage growth. She hopes that her work will leave a lasting effect on people, prompting them to think deeply and remember her encouraging ideas. The goal is to elicit a strong, almost mystical sense of understanding and support from people, implying a communal awareness in which individuals feel noticed and supported by others. This technique is both motivating and encouraging.

Authenticity is a primary objective, with Miranda expressing a desire for true interactions with individuals who share her ideals. These qualities include mutuality, community building, creativity, and fun. Miranda feels that connecting around these common ideals may build meaningful and supportive connections that promote personal and social growth. Her inspirational vision inspires others to use these concepts in their own lives.

Miranda's ultimate objective is to make honest and powerful relationships, creating a society where individuals feel understood and supported. Miranda sees a society where people collaborate and assist one another, resulting in a positive ripple effect for future generations. This comprehensive approach to connection and assistance seeks to alter lives and develop a better society in the long run, providing ongoing inspiration and motivation for those engaged.

[freesia-writes]

DO YOU REALIZE WHAT WE'VE DONE?!

Collectively, as a fandom, with the wonderful variety of talents that we represent?!

We've taken the source material (TCW and TBB in this case) and expanded it into this whole world, fleshing out each character with layers and layers that somehow all go together. We took a few scenes and created a ripple effect of art pieces, fanfics, mood boards, playlists, one-shots, comic strips, and so much more... and it all FITS.

Like, I think of any one of these beloved characters, and they exist not only on the screen but in this whole expanded world where we somehow all got the same ideas about them and ran with it.

It's an incredible thing to be a part of. <3

So here's to you -- artists, writers, musicians, and creatives of all types. Give yourself some credit and reblog to spread the love.

[thedukeside]

It's hilarious that he made a video talking about Chappel Roan and people being up way too much in his business when nobody is doing anything lol. Like nobody is harassing you, your fan base of 12-15 year Olds want to know why you took a 4 year break from sanders sides without saying anything. I understand why he'd be frustrated with constantly having to cater to a younger audience but I don't understand why he doesn't even try to actually branch out. He's still censoring swearing, still making videos about childish topics, still doing the same shit he's been doing since 2016. Like if you want something different, do something different. Also sorry if I sound sensitive for saying this but why tf are you uploading pictures of you in your underwear on your insta story???? It's not a huge secret that his fan base is (mostly) underage, so why is he just...doing that? Idk even if he's not doing it for gross reasons, he's still doing it, and maybe should fucking know better???? He's closer to being 40 than he is 30 and he's doing stupid naive shit. I used to be a huge fan and supporter of his when I was younger (10-14) but now I'm 18 and seeing through a bunch of his weird shit and it's sucks. He's getting rid of/losing everything that made his channel fun, unique and interesting and it sucks seeing a huge part of my childhood and motivation for me to make art, going to dogshit. Also sorry for like ranting out of nowhere, literally nobody else in this Fandom is like speaking about this.

I'm sorry it took me so long to get to this, but you're correct. Thomas creates content aimed at younger teens. That is not something that has ever changed. Which is why his channel has stagnated. The audience that funded him during his heyday are now adults. Who he also wants to cater to, but he's so afraid of losing what little revenue he has left, he refuses to take the leap.

That is why the finale has taken so long. Thomas has no idea who he wants to make content for. Or even if he really wants to make it at all. This creates a ripple effect. Overflowing into endless controversy, inappropriate conduct, and resentment from all sides. The best thing for Sander Sides to do now is go quietly, but I doubt Thomas has the gumption to actually put down the sick horse.

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