#still a work in progress of course

[paladinwife]

Okay, plenty of notes on the last post, might as well tell you all about my Guilty Gear s/i!

So, for the concept behind her, I decided to combine the imagery of opera (because the #1 visual shorthand I can think of for opera over here is the valkyries) with the imagery of Viking metal - which works surprisingly well!

So her name is Valkyrie (if that even is her real name) and she’s a particularly enthusiastic almost superhero type running around in a valkyrie outfit and fighting evildoers. On a scale of “cosplayer really committed to the bit a la Destroyman from No More Heroes” to “real honest to god shield maiden” she’s somewhere in the middle - she’s human, but she’s pretty strong and has some amount of magic (though figuring out the magic system is going to be a very fun time).

I’m still trying to figure out how exactly she fits into the plot, but I have decided that she appears for the first time sometime around the events of Xrd and for the most part her involvement happens via inflicting herself on the plot - after all, she has evil to fight!

[billievalentine]

A fun photo session and a little character backstory inspired by a hidden piece of gay history: beefcake magazines. Throughout the 1950s and 1960s, these simple photo-heavy men's "health" magazines showcased the figures and routines of muscle boys and body builders. But what the public didn't exactly catch was that the magazines were mostly made by and for gay and bisexual men in an age where queer content had to find ways around censorship and laws targeting LGBTQ+ people. Many of the images featured were as saucy as they could get away with! And while I'm no strongman, it was fun to try out the concept!

♡ ig iheartbillievalentine

[msphagime]

What if, instead of engaging with the work in a normal manner, I made a self-indulgent AU that is not only a gigantic outlet for Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon references, but also something I'll only ever be able to make random doodles of and never write? Wouldn't that be fun?

And yes, this whole premise is mostly so I can give Hiccup, Heather, and my favorite villains cool outfits while they're stressing out over politics and wars and supernatural nonsense. No, I know no bounds.

[wildstar25]

MiqoMarch Day 28 - Adventure

O, what great adventure awaits beyond that horizon?

[novella-november]

Is this fanfic friendly? I feel like an outlier.

I guess this is my sign it's time to throw together a FAQ post to link to lol.

Yes, every event for this blog is fanfic friendly :D

Though as I mentioned on my Ominous October post, for events that include multiple short stories, I encourage everyone to flex their creativity and take one of their planned short story fanfics, and at least *attempt* to turn one of them into something entirely original; rebuilding a character and story from the ground up to stand on its own two legs is no easy feat, and that is what makes it so fun!

It really gets your creative gears turning, to make an "au of an existing material" to be something entirely original, and you can be pleasantly surprised about the things you come up with!

As a few people say, its not just a matter of "filing the serial numbers off" -- you have to add in just as much *or more* as what you take out when you are turning a fanfiction into something that is original and completely divorced from its original source material / inspiration, and that is a hard, but very rewarding challenge!

Obviously, this is not a requirement (there's no hard requirements for any of the challenges, other than no cheating, including no using AI),

but if you would like an extra challenge for the short story events and you're planning on doing entirely fan-fiction, I highly recommend trying it out at least once, and seeing where it leads you--

you may find yourself pleasantly surprised by what you find down that rabbit hole!

[ebonytails]

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

Heart rate has reached dangerous levels❗️

Initiating culling procedures.👁️‍🗨️

[hyaciiintho]

🌸｡*ﾟ+.-giggles cutely as he adds, not one, but 3 ace attorney muses to his list- (◕‿◕✿)

[plasticcyborg]

Sucks when you start learning how to be a person for the first time and the person you are turns out to be a to be a dick. Like not in a cutesy ‘oh no I told my best friend no once I’m the worst!!!’ way but like genuinely kind of an asshole.

[thousand-winters]

Finally got some proper medicine for my cat with cancer, let's goooo 🥳🎉

[uygfiug]

I think part of what makes school so difficult for me, is how forced it all is. It takes up so much of my time, and I don't even want to do any of it. I hate being told what to do, but when you go to school, your whole life seems to be taken up by commands. Telling me what to do is a good way to ensure I will never do it. On top of that, you're expected to act 'normal'? Fuck that.

When you don't do as they ask, every interaction with teachers feels like an attempt to get you to act the way they want you to. Every compliment is about how you're smart enough to do your work, so why don't you? Wow! You've grown so much, please grow just a little more. I saw you looking at the right answer, so why didn't you answer the question? Some of the stuff they mention isn't even real, because they just see what they want to see. And what they want to see is either a contrarian little bitch, or a miserable, depressed kid who needs urgent help before they kill themselves or something.

I don't like being called smart, because that almost always carries the implication that I'm wasting my natural capabilities, or it's so overdone, that it feels like they're not complimenting me, the compliment is for the idealised version of myself that they want me to be. I'll never live up to those compliments unless I throw my happiness away, and force myself to act all wrong. It always feels like I'm just being complimented because people want me to act a certain way

[kingscyrus]

V. ( A Witchers Tale )

-----Under the cold light of a crescent moon, the forest of Nyath groaned and whispered with the sounds of night. Ancient oaks and twisted pines cast long shadows over the narrow path that cut through the heart of the woods. Tonight, a new shadow joined the forest—a shadow of formidable height and power.

Cyrus, a witcher of legendary renown, stood an imposing 9'5", giants blood flowing through his veins. Clad in armor that bore the scars of countless battles, he moved with a grace that belied his size. His amber eyes scanned the darkness, his senses heightened by the potions that coursed through his veins. He had been hired to rid the village of Sarnwick of a creature preying upon its people—a monster known as the Skraeth. The villagers spoke of it in hushed tones, describing a beast with the body of a bear, the wings of a bat, and the eyes of a serpent. It was a creature of nightmares, but for Cyrus, it was just another contract. He followed the trail of broken branches and blood-stained leaves, his sword at the ready.

The air grew thick with the scent of decay as he neared the beast's lair. A low growl echoed through the trees, and Cyrus tightened his grip on his blade, the silver gleaming faintly in the moonlight. He stepped into a clearing and there it stood, the Skraeth, its eyes glowing a sinister green. It was larger than the villagers had described, its monstrous form casting a menacing shadow.

Cyrus didn’t hesitate. With a roar that matched the beast’s, he charged forward, swinging his sword with immense strength. The Skraeth met his attack with a swipe of its clawed paw, the impact sending a shockwave through the ground. But Cyrus was unyielding. He danced around the creature, his movements swift and precise, landing blow after blow on the monster’s hide. The battle raged on, the forest bearing witness to the clash of titans. The Skraeth's wings beat furiously, attempting to lift its bulk into the air, but Cyrus anticipated the move. With a powerful leap, he brought his sword down upon one of its wings, severing it with a sickening crunch. The beast howled in agony, its roar reverberating through the trees. But the battle was far from over. Engaged, the Skraeth lunged at Cyrus, snapping its haw and swiping with its remaining wing. Cyrus dodged and parried, his movements a blur of steel and agility. He aimed for the beast's vulnerable points, striking at its joints and soft underbelly, but the skraeth's hide was thick, and it fought with a ferocity born of desperation. The monster swung its massive paw, catching Cyrus off guard and sending him crashing into a tree. The impact would have killed a lesser man, but Cyrus rose, his eyes burning with determination. He hurled a vial of explosive powder at the Skraeth, the burst of fire and smoke momentarily blinding the beast. Seizing the opportunity, Cyrus charged once more, his greatsword a gleaming arc in the moonlight. He struck the Skraeth's exposed neck, the blade cutting deep. The beast reared back, its blood sprawling the forest floor, but it still fought on. With a snark, it lashed out with its tail, the spiked appendage catching Cyrus across the chest and tearing through his armor.

Bloodied but undeterred, Cyrus rolled to his feet. Placing his greatsword down and instead reached for a second sword strapped to his side-- a shorter, sharper blade for speed. The Skreath, sensing its prey's renewed vigor, lunged again. This time, Cyrus met it head-on. He dodged under its claws, slicing at his legs and belly, moving with the precision of a seasoned warrior. The forest was a cacophony of snarls, roars, and the clang of steel. The ground shook beneath their struggle. And the egress bore witness to this epic clash. Cyrus's breaths came in ragged gasps, each movement a testament to his endurance and skill. He landed a final, devasting blow to the Skraeth's heart, driving his sword deep into the beast's chest.

The Skraeth shuddered, its glowing eyes dimming as it collapsed. Cyrus pulled his blade free, the dark blood hissing as it met the enchanted steel. Breathing heavily, he surveyed the fallen beast. The forest fell silent once more, and the threat extinguished. Cyrus cleaned his sword and sheathed it, his towering form casting a long shadow as he turned to leave. The villagers of Sarnwick would sleep peacefully tonight, their terror vanquished by the giant witcher who now walked silently back through the forest, ready for the next challenge that awaited him. As the first light of dawn touched the treetops, Cyrus emerged from the woods, a solitary figure against the waking world. He had faced the darkness and emerged victorious, a true protector of the realm. And though his journey was far from over, for now, he found solace in the quiet victory over the monstrous Skraeth.

[rubberbandballqueen]

the best part abt being enrolled in a calculus iii course is that it means i finally passed calculus ii. i have been enrolled in no less than FOUR different calculus ii courses, three of which failed to work out for various reasons, and literally NONE of this (calculus ii being a necessary course for me to take in college) would have happened had it not been for NUMEROUS FACTORS beyond my control but it's fine it's cool i'm learning NEW MATH for the FIRST TIME in FOUR YEARS and i am LIVING

[leviiackrman]

The MHA leaks are making me SO GLAD I made Gigi😩

[asteria-argo]

if y'all catch me totally changing Keeley's entire plot in TATBP with no elaboration mind your own business.

[falinscloaca]

rewatched paranoia agent by proxy (reaction youtube), feeling emotionally akin to warm yet raw eggs again. great.

[digirainebow]

its an olivia kind of day today