#proof of concept I guess

[razmerry]

(walks in with a polycule no one cares about) hey guys

[prettybbychim]

[this became much longer than i intended whoops]

u know i think it would’ve been much better if the ode of resurrection was not shown to us immediately, and wasn’t a main part of their culture. have people die throughout the archon quest, make us believe that there’s no saving them. kill off kachina at the start and convince us that she’s the first playable character in genshin thats not alive.

build up these bonds, forge these friendships, make us care.

just to take it all away

that’s war.

but there’s a tiny flame, that glimmer of hope. maybe it’s something the pyro archons have been working on, passing it down to their successors. something mavuika has been working on. yeah u heard that right she’s actually doing something wow get citlali in there to help out. get the whole goddamn tribe involved idc

there’s a scramble to find the last of the heroes. they don’t want to force it or fuck something up but they’re running out of time. the abyss is coming. it will consume the nation. they need to fucking buckle up and get down to it.

they could probably still go into the night kingdom to search for kachina, so that mualani can get her ancient name. or it can occur under entirely different circumstances. haven’t given that much thought yet. do they find her?

do they find her and can’t actually bring her back to the surface?

for the next part, we’re gonna have to shake things up because we need the captain on our team sooner rather than later. how that happens is up in the air but regardless, we put aside our differences to save natlan.

so, we help the captain find old dragon tech. maybe we enlist the help of kinich and ajaw, maybe we go into ochkanatlan, tie some of that shit in. we can take iansan along too, who is super duper strong and can carry all our fancy dragon tech or smth idk the three of them need more involvement !!! ajaw would drive me up the wall but it’s a necessary evil

in ochkanatlan, we see how the abyss can mimic lifeforms. the twin is in irminsul right? maybe it’s steals the twin’s image, but the traveler knows it’s not them because their twin would never say things like this. we learn that they abyss manifestations are (always?) twisted and mutilated.

we see the dragon. we don’t defeat it, that’s for the world quest lol but we get the image of the dragon in our minds so that when it shows up later down the line, we know what the fuck is happening lol

on our trip, we learn bits and pieces about the captain. it’s all disconnected, nothing makes sense. and since we’re nosey little fuckers, we find correspondence with the tsaritsa in his belongings.

capitano is gentle with his body. maybe a little too gentle. it catches the traveler’s eye but they don’t know what it means, they have no grounds for suspicion. it’s blown off as recovering from his duel with mavuika. (little do we know that he was hit directly in the heart and he’s worried, goddamnit)

ororon lets it slip that something feels off with the captain’s soul. (could the captain be using ororon’s sensitivities to monitor the souls housed inside him? would he eventually tell ororon what’s going on? or would that be too risky?)

ororon receives ancient name same as before, nothing really needs to change there i suppose. more suspicion is thrown on the captain because of the identity of the soul trying to possess ororon. maybe the captain didn’t share his plan in its entirety, he has a lot riding on this, he can’t afford to fuck it up, and keeps his cards close to his chest. he and mavuika can still argue in front of ororon like mom and dad lol

chuychu dies. she doesn’t get to give a long goodbye. she bleeds out in her sister’s arms. (they actually try to stop the bleeding and give her medical care) chasca goes berserk hell yeah, there’s a struggle. she manages to rein herself in, the love between sisters reigns supreme. chasca gets her ancient name

boom u got all ur heroes. they supercharge mavuika to beat back the abyss core thing. what was its name? gilgamesh? i don’t fucking know

the losses are extreme

fast forward a bit bc i’m losing steam and attention span here

we dive back into the night kingdom to track down the “brain” of the abyss corruption. the people we’ve met and lost in natlan help us out. kachina can be added to the mix. the gay lovers, chuychu and her pokémon team, boba and coconut — the whole gang’s here yooo i actually loved this part. favorite section by far

and after our trip in ochkanatlan, we know that the dragon we’re fighting is an abyssal manifestation. the voices of the previous pyro archons are their own but the words are all wrong, designed to discourage and distress us.

we defeat it using the power of friendship (i’m gonna kms)

also mavuika’s kit is completely different. i’m giving her a redesign fuck it. but that’s a post for another time.

traveler seems pretty good ngl i just wish the cons aren’t limited to fighting the dragon. i really liked what i was seeing and then they pooped all over my party (what’s the point!!!)

instead of a big parade, we gather around together at the stadium to finally try the thing all the pyro archons have been cooking. the heroes are a necessary component.

the incandescent ode of resurrection

among the many, kachina comes out of the flames. mualani sobs her heart out and vows to never let her out of her sight ever again

chuychu perhaps? 👀 pls pls she’s the only one besides cap and ororon that i give a shit about pllssssss playable chuychu when? her design is fantastic as is u dont need to touch it PLEASE—

now we can have a party!! after everything is all said and done, we can have One party instead of the five or so we’ve had since we came to natlan. (nation of war? more like nation of fiestas)

ororon, though, feels uneasy, and not because of the atmosphere. he says he’s going to find the captain, but he can’t explain why. concerned, the traveler and paimon try to follow him but are intercepted by citlali, who is for once not freaking out about ororon’s whereabouts, instead…

oh but wait. where’s mavuika gone? oh nooo

plays out relatively the same i suppose. could use some tweaking but not anything significant enough to mention right now.

except now we have somewhat of an understanding of the captain already, all the little bits and pieces we noticed, and the clues we (so rudely) discovered, it’s all starting to make sense now. we’ve also spent more time w him, the emotional attachment runs deeper, and it’s much more painful to experience.

bittersweet

mavuika is confused, especially in the days coming after. she had planned to die then. she said her goodbyes in a roundabout way. she finished the painting of her family, so they’ll never be forgotten. she saved her nation from the oppression of the abyss, resurrected so, so many. there was only one thing left to do… she was supposed to be the one to do it.

what does she do now?

what does she do with herself now, when she hadn’t planned for her own future? it was supposed to end, she was supposed to die. could she have reunited with her family? could she have seen them once again? she’s sad over what could have been, she’s confused because how did it end up like this, she’s mad because the captain stole it from her, she’s guilty because he was ultimately the better choice

what do you do when you’ve spent hundreds of years waiting for your destined day? when you’re only ambition has been this.

it’s time to learn how to live.

the end~

[bibiana112]

So I've been making cute blorbo boxes lately :3

[powderflower]

monéwrath?

[aihoshiino]

(A rare break in my schedule. Now the shoot is over, I just have to wait for Miyako-san to come pick me up and take me to the next one. Not enough downtime to really do anything but sit around and start scrolling on my phone.

Now that I've done my part, the rest of the staff are running around all busy so they can do theirs. There's not really anything I can help with at this point, so I'll just sit here and keep out of the way.)

(Just as I'm thinking that, a shadow falls over me.)

Fox LI: "Whoa, what’s got Ai-chan so focused? A top-secret setlist? A juicy industry scandal? Oh, don’t tell me - you’re finally texting me first?"

(I look up and there he is, grinning down at me. Once he's gotten my attention, he sits down right beside me like he doesn't care who sees us.

He might not but one of us should - so I give him a little nudge while I look back at my phone as if I'm hardly paying him any mind. I'm playing along, but I want to remind him that he can't get too close. Who knows what rumors people might start.)

Ai: "Sorry, but that's my little secret. ♡ Not for nosy boys like you."

Fox LI: (grinning) "Nosy? Me? Now that hurts, Ai-chan. I'm a perfect gentleman."

(I finally glance at him, and of course, he’s giving me that look - half playful, half expectant, like he’s waiting to see if I’ll take the bait. I really shouldn't, but...

It's hard not to when he makes it so easy.)

(Tease him back) | (Feign innocence)

[Tease him back]

(I tilt my head and grin right back at him. If he wants to play, I can play.)

Ai: "Right. Because nothing says 'perfect gentleman' like reading over my shoulder."

(He gasps and puts a hand over his chest like I just mortally wounded him.)

Fox LI: "I was merely existing in your orbit! You’re the one making assumptions."

Ai: "Uh-huh... Just existing right next to me. Inches away. Practically breathing my air."

(I wonder for a second if that sounded mean instead of playing but it just makes him grin even more. He leans in a little like he wants to prove my point for me.)

Fox LI: "Hey, can you blame me? You have a gravitational pull, Ai-chan. It’s hard to stay away."

(His voice dips and goes kind of low for a second in a way that makes the hairs on the back of my neck prickle. His expression doesn't change a bit, but his words sounded weirdly heavy.

But before I can dwell on it, he pulls back with a lazy stretch, like he never said anything strange at all. I'm probably the one getting weird right now.)

[Feign innocence]

(I tilt my head, widening my eyes just a bit. I put on my best cute and clueless face just to really sell the line.) 

Ai: "You? A gentleman? When'd that happen?"

(He laughs, all bright and easy, like he knew I’d say that.)

Fox LI: "I’ll have you know I’ve always been a gentleman! A cool, dashing, heroic type. Like a knight in shining armor."

Ai: (giggling) "More like a mischievous fox sneaking around the castle."

(His grin sharpens, but just barely.)

Fox LI: "What can I say? Gotta keep the princess entertained."

Ai: "What princess?"

(Forget grinning - that makes him seriously cackle.)

Fox LI: "You, obviously. Does it not get boring up in your tower?"

Ai: "Hmm. Not really. I have a cheeky little fox that comes and plays with me sometimes."

(I said it as a joke, but for some reason it makes him really smile all bright and warm. It makes me feel a little funny to look at it.

The conversation moves on, and I let it. Because it’s always like this with him - it's way too fun and way too easy to talk. And maybe just a little dangerous if I let myself get too comfortable.)

[australianklaviergavin]

MASTERPOST

Back on my critter nonsense... Red panda Wocky got literally like beamed into my skull though, I think he's a cutie!

BONUSES ↓

Abandoned sketch (which I still think is cute actually)

DEFENSE MECHANISM!!!

[nobodybetterlookatme]

Anyway after thorough research, I can confirm that I am, in fact, not a big fan of the snow ahsjakskla it was really cool for like an hour and I was having a fantastic time, but the novelty wore off quick when it melted into my clothes lmaoooo

[ephemeralfuture]

The Grocery Store

The grocery store is… noisy even though it’s empty. The chattering of the managers two aisles over, the sound of Seth racing like an eight year old up and down the aisles. Seth practically blurs past him and when he’s back he’s dumping a six pack of Bang Energy into his basket, crushing the bread. 

Seth, the fucking speedster, is just about to race off again, but Jacob is faster, yanking him from his hoodie. 

“Put this back.” Jacob says sharply, pulling out the six pack. 

“C’mon!” Seth’s voice has a whining edge to it, “I was planning on playing Fortnite with my friends tonight! It’s a Friday!” 

Jacob sighs, usually he wouldn’t acquiesce, but the overhead light is buzzing and the sound is drilling into his skull like it was the United States and his brain was oil.  

“Seth. Work with me here, it’s a no.” 

“I even have money!” 

Jacob blinks, furrows his brow, “What money?” 

“It’s the, uh, 20 dollars you said you owed me when you forgot it was my birthday!” 

He did not forget. He very much did not forget. 

Seth must have taken Jacob’s dazed silence as a resolute no. 

“Okay then well uh– Dad owes me money!” 

Jacob sighs through his nose, when he inhales the air is cloying and sticky–too much. He pinches his brow. He hates that Seth can see his technique working. 

“Will it get you to shut up?” Jacob grumbles. 

Seth is giving him the biggest sparkling puppy-dog eyes, like he didn’t just crush Jacob’s bread. 

There’s a beat of silence, “Fine. But go get a cart first.” 

Seth hisses his cheer like Jacob didn’t hear him– and usually Jacob wouldn’t, but he seems to hear everything. He replaces the crushed bread with a better looking loaf, scans the rest of the aisle for jam and peanut butter. 

Jacob feels someone practically glide next to him, glide close, cold like they stepped out of a cryo chamber. They smell familiar– they smell nice, they’re too close. Jacob backs up, every sense in him honing on the figure. 

“Here, you wanted jam.” His voice cuts through the dissonant symphony of his senses, and Jacob is blinking blankly at him. 

“Huh?” 

“Jam.” It’s a young man. He looks shockingly familiar, “Peanut butter too, right?” 

“Right…” Jacob says, “was I… was I speaking aloud?” 

His eyes are golden, last time Jacob checked his eyes were jet black.   

“Hm…” The young man says thoughtfully, “Not currently, no.” 

Right, because this one could read minds. His voice hooks on a memory, far far off in his mind. 

“Edward Cullen.” Jacob says aloud, and Edward nods his head like he’s doing a curtsy, his mouth making a little smirk. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” Jacob says, recoiling, he’s tempted to slap the jar out of Edward’s hand. 

“Grocery shopping, like you.” 

“Bloodsuckers don’t eat.” Jacob says. Edward’s sudden presence ticked the switch of ire in him. Last time Jacob saw him, Edward was covered in blood, wiping his mouth, licking his lips. 

Edward makes a face, rolls his eyes, “Common misconception. We don’t need to. Doesn’t make eating less pleasurable.” 

Bull-shit! 

“I assure you, Mr. Black– it is not.” 

“Don’t fucking do that.” Jacob says. When Jacob gets a proper look at Edward, he’s taller, all marble cut with those familiar golden eyes and the copper quiff of hair. He looks the same as when Jacob saw him last, but different– worldly. Or at least better dressed. 

He smells nice. He looks nice. Fuck. That can’t be normal. 

“I can assure you.” Edward says, voice languid, almost teasing, “That it is. It’s called attraction.” 

“Fuck off.” Jacob says. It would be a bad idea to start a fight here, especially since he can’t take on Vampires alone and Seth is with him– 

“Relax.” Edward smells like vanilla perfume and musk, it rolls off him in waves. “You and your brother are safe.” 

“How many?” Jacob demands through grit teeth. 

“None– well, one.” Edward says, and he has the audacity to act sheepish, “Me.” 

“Stop. Stop doing that.” Jacob says again, he shakes his head, swallowing, “You reek.” 

“No good to lie to anybody.” Edward says, “Least of all to yourself.” 

“Oh.” Jacob scoffs, “Like how you convince this whole town that you’re human?” 

“Now Mr. Black. There’s that statement about stones… and glass houses…” 

“Oh fuck. Off!” Jacob takes a step back, Edward takes a step forward. Fuck no, safe his ass! 

“You’re too keyed up Mr. Black.” Edward says, “I already said you and your brother are safe.” 

Jacob takes a deep breath, his head is spinning and the store is too fucking loud and Edward smells so good; a maw of feral hunger opens in his stomach. 

Edward is taking two more steps forward, tilting his head to look at Jacob more intensely. He’s close, way too close and he’s cool enough for the temperature change to release the pressure gauge in his head. Jacob realizes that he’s breathing shallowly, biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself from leaping at Edward– to fight? Nope. The feeling is too incongruent. 

“It’s inconvenient.” Edward’s so close and his voice is low and soft, “I assure you, it’s inconvenient for me too.” 

What? He can smell that? Is it like catnip for girls? Catnip for gays? 

“Hm.” Edward says shortly, he steps back turning his head, when Jacob looks in the same direction, he sees Seth, two Bang Energy six packs, a family sized bag of Doritos Cool Ranch, and– much to Jake’s unexplained relief–two ribeye steaks. Seth’s eyes go huge and round at the sight of them when he takes a deep breath. 

Say nothing, Seth, he begs internally, please say nothing. Luckily, it’s as if Seth follows his directions because Seth nods when their eyes meet. 

“Pleased to make your acquaintance.” Edward says and he nods at Seth, who looks like he’s trying not to rear back and growl like a dog. Edward places the jar he was holding into the shopping cart and soon he’s out of sight. 

Seth stares at Jacob, turns to look back in the direction Edward went, looks back at his brother. 

“Is he your boyfriend?” 

“Huh?!” Jacob’s eyes go wide, then his face grows hot, “What–? No!” 

Seth looks unconvinced, “Are you sure?” 

“Seth!” Jacob hisses, “How would I not be sure if I had a boyfriend?!” 

Seth gives him a level look, with a glint in his eye that makes Jacob apprehensive. 

“You didn’t kill him on the spot.” Seth says, suspiciously, “And he’s a bloodsucker, like you said. You know him.” 

“We’re in a grocery store!” 

“Practically empty!” Seth counters,  “no one would really see, are you going after him?” 

Not a bad idea! 

“No…” Jacob says. 

“Then I’m telling.” Seth says. Jacob tries to give him a hard stare, but Seth makes a face like he’s already won. 

“How much?” Jacob asks, and he’s reaching into his pocket. 

“Fifty.” Seth says smugly. 

“No.” 

“Make that 100.” 

“That’s not how this works!” Jacob protests. 

“100 and a PS4.” Seth says. 

“PS4.” Jacob says without thinking, and his head snaps up to take it back but Seth is already interrupting him before he can speak. 

“And you buy me Bang Energy!” Seth says gleefully. Jacob gives him a withering glare. 

“You take one bang energy and that’s fuc-dging it.” Jacob yanks the second six pack out of the cart and places it haphazardly in the aisle where it didn’t belong. 

This is a section of a bigger slow burn Twilight Jakeward fanfic where me and my body double collaborator who's roommate write a Gay Twilight Fanfic as a joke. Double Sike! It turned semi-serious and now is an actual work in progress fanfic with nearly 30,000 words and three months of time sunk.

Read it here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/55266253/chapters/140190751

[bismuthburnsblue]

im thinking ahead to the trimming of the robe- its the single biggest task in this entire project & also the thing that is going to be the ✨️wow✨️ factor of this costume

ive pulled some examples of the most common trim types of the era and sampled them in my fabric to play around with them in combination with the trims im trying out, and im curious what you all think! i went in with a very solid idea of what i was going to do, but i do think other styles also show promise :)

historical examples from the met & v&a

in terms of layout, i know i want something that runs the entire way down the front edge in a straight line, and i am pretty sure i want a second design across the width of the skirt, but im not sure what im thinking in specific details. my plan was simply to play around once i had a canvas to work on!

(theres also the spaced box pleat style which i didnt sample, but can be seen in historical examples!)

all of the gold trims are subject to change & simply representing where i might put them on that specific pattern. im not asking you to judge any of them, though if you have opinions, ill always hear them :)

one other thing i want to note is that im not sure my fabric will hold up to leaving raw edges (even scalloped) without some kind of fray check to keep them protected. im not sure what this means for the different options, ill have to test out some things to see what i can get away with.

[feralinara]

like in spy kids................

[krembearry]

trying to figure out a taur plush pattern... ough. wish me luck

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

i don't think i'm ever going to take my cultist/worship au phoenix anywhere but i may as well post it bc idk

theyre kind of a freak. so nothing's changed really

[sweetonthesurface]

i decided to start of by drawing sans, of course (original sans sprite included for reference). i went off a previous redesign for the main drawing then did a sprite mockup. From what I remember, his sweet treat to eat was meant to be chocolate! hence why i added chocolate bars to his clothing. i gave him a bluer tone to his bones due to the au being inspired by homestuck's trickster mode. idk i just felt like it added to that general vibe. His shoes are cookie dough themed just for funsies. just to add a bit to it all. Same with his hoodie strings being cotton candy. the little headshot doodle i did with reimagined dialogue is based off how the characters spoke in the one comic installment (the original korean pages were taken down at some point in the 2020s but there's a 2016 upload of the english translation on imgur).

[cambriancutie]

glowy

they can do the head thing too

[quidam-sirenae]

Yknow we rag on the Greek class for being druggies a lot and they ARE but also they went through a lot of shit. Even though it was their own fault it’s unfair not to acknowledge the fact that they went through a lot and it’s not like their drug use was a moral failing. The being murderers thing was the moral failing. The drug use was an understandable stress response and says nothing about their morals because addiction is a neutral moral trait.

[lizardkingeliot]

for those who have been waiting, i'm fiiiiiinally going to be posting chapter 3 of until i come back from the dead for you on friday 😎