#Asr

[archiesoniconline]

This is our GENESIS.

A new chapter in Archie Sonic Online.

Post-Reboot Continues!

Archie Sonic Online is proud to announce we have merged with our longtime friends at @archiesonicrestoration-blog to publish a new label continuing Post-Reboot Archie Sonic.

In collaboration with @avaarctic of "Tangle & Whisper: New Roads," our team is finishing the solicited issues of Sonic the Hedgehog and Sonic Universe with plans to then continue with original Post-Reboot stories. Pre-Reboot comics will continue under our primary label without interruption.

We need your help, tryouts are open!

The ASR Team is already at work restoring STH #291 and #292 as well as SU #96 and #97. But our team is small and needs pencilers, inkers, colorists, letterers, etc. All positions are open.

If you or someone you know loves Post-Reboot Archie Sonic and want to volunteer, you can try out on the ASO discord server or via our email. Together, we can keep the Freedom Fighters alive for years to come.

A new era for Archie Sonic!

All Restored. All Online. All Free.

All Way Past Cool.

[wafflebox-o7]

#RadioAppleAUweek 📻🍎

Day 1 | Your First AU/Your Latest AUFun fact: My Radioapple Siren AU is my first ever AU and my latest AU! Loved it so much that I've went ahead and turned it into a comic~ 😊

Here is a Link to the comic <3

[riseandfallofsecunit]

That one scene from ASR

[asirensrequiem]

I would just like to take a moment to draw your attention to how much my art has improved since the first chapter.

It has always been a little dream of mine to create a comic to help me improve my art and just share a story while watching my art journey along the way. ...and it has NOT dissappointed Just take a look at these two similar shots from chapter 1 and from the chapter that will be going up this Sunday:

While I do wish I could be sharing and drawing this story faster, I am so proud that I have managed to get 3 whole chapters out with this much improvement all while taking a full time's job worth of college credits. I'm just so excited to keep sharing this and maybe even getting quicker with this as I am nearing my graduation from college. I have so many fun ideas, art, projects, and stories to share and I haven't even been fully released into the wild. Just you all wait, I've been nerfed this whole time, I'm about to pull a Goku and take off my weights once I graduate and I'll become unstoppable~

So just a huge thank you to all of you for sticking with me in this niche little corner of the world of mine. You all inspire me to keep doing what I do and I only wish to extend that back to each and every one of you <3

[hellofriendhawke]

The Tower card represents danger, crisis, and unforeseen change. However, it can also symbolize liberation.

[dwaginator]

999

[thepringlesofblood]

important question: does murderbot (the murderbot diaries) wear socks?

we know socks exist in murderbot world (it describes human living spaces as smelling like dirty socks).

we know that mb's feet are inorganic and don't look like human feet or augmented human feet.

when mb gets new clothes, which it does several times throughout the series, it never mentions socks (at least not to my knowledge, and I have these books practically memorized at this point). the most we get is that some shoes are described as "soft".

when in armor, mb mentions its "suitskin", which seems to be an all-over bodysuit sort of deal that could cover feet as well, thus negating the need for socks. for most of the series, though, mb is not in armor and not wearing suitskin.

considerations/potential points

mb might hate the smell and/or human connotations of socks enough to go sockless

mb mentions its shoes being soft bc it doesn't need to wear socks with them

suitskin = no socks for secunits, but mb got some post-All Systems Red to when it had to start wearing human shoes

maybe human socks don't work with secunit feet, or aren't necessary for them (although shoes work, so i feel like socks would work too)

if mb mentions getting shoes, perhaps it can be assumed that it's also buying socks, and just didn't mention it bc it doesn't deem them important.

thoughts?

[j-nipper-95]

Six Sentence Sunday

It's the first Six Sentence Sunday of 2025 (even though I'm posting this on Monday, shhh, the executive dysfunction kicked in last night as I was typing this post!)! Thanks for the tags @artsyunderstudy @nausikaaa, @martsonmars, @bookish-bogwitch and @mooncello, love seeing what you're all working on.

I haven't written anything new yet for either of my WIPs, but I thought I'd share a little something from both.

First off, The Trails We Blaze. I'm hoping to crack back on with this WIP in earnest in February, once I finish off my three month PaWriCo challenge with ASR. The last few days at work all I've been able to think about is the later plot points of Trails and I'm so excited to get back into this world.

I think this snippet is new, but apologies if not. This is Baz POV, way more than six sentences, and I've redacted one character name for spoilers!

The bedroom door slams shut and I slowly turn to face [redacted] and Fiona, both of whom are glaring at me and blocking my path out of the room. I cock an eyebrow and it sets [redacted] off. “What the bloody hell d’you think you’re playing at?” “Good morning to you too, [redacted].” “You think you can just waltz in here—” “You’re going to answer some questions,” I say, my tone brooking no argument. “Like hell I am.” “Leave it, Baz,” Fiona snaps, standing at [redacted]’s side, hands on hips and a scowl on her face. “Tell me everything I want to know, and I’ll leave.” [redacted] scoffs. “That simple, is it?” I nod. “It is.” “You jumped up little shit.” “Flattery will get you everywhere.” I perch on the edge of the desk, leaning back on it and playing with one of the figurines,

Now, onto the gremlins! I've been deep into ASR rewrites since November, and while I don't think I'll hit my target of a full rewrite by the end of the month or 100k (whichever comes first), I'm still plugging away at it.

In my last post I mentioned the change up in tense and how that's really helped, and I think working on Trails for the last couple of years (my God, it's been 2 years since I started working on that fic 🤯) has been a game changer for me.

Action has always been something I struggle with, but everyone has been leaving such lovely comments on the action scenes within Trails that it's given me a little more confidence when it comes to ASR. ASR is HEAVILY action reliant, and I still don't know why I thought this would be a good idea 😂🤦🏽‍♀️

That being said, read on for a snippet with Lauren being extra stabby.

I slip into another group of scientists who are frantically racing to the opposite side of the lab. No one notices as I slip the already knotted fabric over my head and tighten it. With my face hidden I shuck the lab coat and flick up the hood of my dark coat. Immediately the scientists are reeling away from me, shouting warnings to everyone close to them. They don’t get far. Throwing knives embed themselves in the lower spines of two, my sai plunges through the back of one man’s ribcage and out the other side, and as I’m pulling it from his limp body I sense someone coming up on my left side. The mercenary lunges with his combat knife, the blade whistling past my waist and stomach in a gutting motion; I’m now to the side of him, his momentum keeping him travelling forward as I angle my sai to penetrate his throat. His warm blood gushes down the blade and slicks my hand around the grip, the weight of his dead body threatening to rip the weapon from my hand. The whole thing happens so quickly it’s like the rest of the lab enters slow motion. I watch the light leave his eyes as he crashes to the floor, blood splattering around his head. Then the screams begin in earnest.

Tagging for other WIPs days this week:  @artsyunderstudy @aristocratic-otter @blackberrysummerblog @bookish-bogwitch @cutestkilla

@emeryhall @erzbethluna @hushed-chorus @iamamythologicalcreature @ic3-que3n

@ileadacharmedlife @ivelovedhimthroughworse @letraspal @martsonmars @nightimedreamersworld

@orange-peony @shrekgogurt @theearlgreymage @you-remind-me-of-the-babe 

[chotebabua]

Will I ever stop talking about the dargah sequence?

The answer is NO. It was so beautifully shot and it spoke so much about their equation without giving away anything. I loved how Arnav and Khushi were so unaware of each other, because, of course, shuruwat thi. And Arziyan as the background score made so much sense and added this very important poignant touch to the entire sequence. Their story was completely fated, and this was the gateway.

The purity of this frame speaks volumes!

There was also one particular scene that really portrayed the inner psyche of Arnav Singh Raizaada, otherwise an unapologetic atheist and disbeliever of any higher power other than himself. His disbelief was perfectly portrayed in the sequence where he was heading towards to dargah, with a stoic expression and his oblivious disregard for the poor. We see him dodging the peacock feathers, and even the crowd around him. But then, he enters the dargah with flowers in his hands and most importantly,

He bows down before the tomb.

This one frame gave away the deeper insight of Arnav, for the first time. Arnav, who is sensitive, respectful and surprisingly, considerate. Not the stern, arrogant, and no nonsense Arnav Singh Raizaada that we were familiar with.

[titaliya]

A random rant!

I was supposed to be done with NEET PG by Sunday! I was supposed to be chilling in my room, reading rom-com books, watching TV shows and more importantly, writing something for @arshifiesta . Now that they have postponed it (again), I've sort of become an Angry ASR instead of being my usual Titaliya self. Ughh! This is so exhausting😮‍💨

[hippopopotas]

0133. Eevee

[archiesoniconline]

If you saw our panel at Sonic Expo this year, you know what this logo means. For everyone else... see you tomorrow.

[in-ankhon-ki-masti]

You cry over Snape's "Always"

I cry over Arshi's "Hamesha"

We are not the same.

[riseandfallofsecunit]

Yes, talk to Murderbot about its feelings. The idea was so painful I dropped to 97 percent efficiency.

[asirensrequiem]

Quick Update: page 1 of the next chapter is done & progress is going pretty quickly with the rest of the chapter now between comms~

[ipkkndlovescenes]

Arshi Poolside moment

Arshi Poolside moment 1/ Epi 18

Disclaimer: All images and writing belong to Mysticaldivine. Do not use without permission...

Tu Hi Bata Mere Maula

Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba  Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba

Faasle milaun ke hain, dono hain alag hi dishan Kabhi yeh mil payein ge, nahi kisi ko hai pata  nahi kisi ko hai pata

Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba  Tu hi bata mere maula maula maula re, tu hi bata mere maula

Ik baat us mai bhi hai, to ek baat us mai bhi hai Hai dhoop sa woh agar, woh chandni raat si hai

 Mill payein kabhi yeh dono, kya teri is mai hai raza, kya teri is mai hai raza '

Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba  Tu hi bata mere maula, tu hi bata mere rabba

Tu hi bataaa ... Na paas a sakein, na door ja sakein Na paas a sakein ho, na door ja sakein  Agar pyaar inko ko keeche, taqraar inko roke Agar pyaar inko ko keeche, taqraar inko roke

Rabaaa '

Yun to barhe hain inke kadam Inhe rasta tun hi dikha .. inhe rasta tun hi dikha

Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba Tu hi bata mere maula maula, tu hi bata mere rabba

Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon '. ? Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon ' ? '

Four transitioning images, young hearts getting into young thoughts, very intimate with their own dreams, desires, and hopes, along with some hidden fears, hesitations, and restrictions. The beauty in this is that the transitions mingled into each other show us the expressions of each state of mind and their habits. There were no words besides "Mere Maula."

"Jab wo tumhari zindagi main ayegi, tumhain pata bhi nahin chalega aur wo tumhari zidagi ka hissa ban jayegi"

 You won't even realize it when that girl enters your life, and she will become a part of you,

His sister knew that he was looking for someone else, not Lavanya...Mr Raizada is smiling!!! With a slight upward tilt of the lips... a delightful smirk...with an amused indulgence listening to the revelation of her sister's pep talk of romance and all. At this moment, he does not believe that this will ever happen to him, but he will be the one who will confess later to his sister the same words...

"Wo larki Khushi hai di...jiske bhgair mujhe lagta hai meri sansain ruk gaye hain..."

That girl is Khushi, without whom I can't breathe,

A beautiful evening across the breezy poolside. He was immersed in his sister's words, a deep thought... Shaadi nahin karni ya Lavanya se nahin karni? [ You don't want to get married, or you don't want to get married to Lavanya?" 

A question he might never have thought about before from this angle. His face is stern with the poker-faced, kinda, austere person, standing while leaning onto the side of the door. Being immersed, focused with folded arms among the blue ambience of the water and the wind.

While transitioning to a smiling face, a carefree, sitting and enjoying her victory to let ASR know that he was wrong and even today, he is wrong about her, she carries a winning attitude, to go and get done kind of spirit. She signed a contract without putting two cents about the consequences, but she will do whatever it will take to prove him wrong and give him back his 25000 rupees. Her smile never left her face as the wind tickled her to incite a strange feeling around her aurora. Well, Dupatta was playing a role here as well...

Two sisters were enjoying the weather under the open sky. The wind, thunder, a little drizzling and their intense contract chat turns into a wedding..."Kyon na hum un larko se shaadi karain jo bhai hon..."Let's get married to the boys who are brothers..."

Not much from Payal about weddings as she went through a lot after her first breakup...but Khushi thinks marriage is the most important thing in life. A naive, simple girl will meet the reality later during her forced marriage.

A nice foundation for the upcoming story. Well, Khushi had no idea that Payal had met Akash sir today, who was the brother of her Sanky...paagal boss.

Another love was developing and weaving its own path. Akash was smiling and thinking over his meeting with Payal. He bought her favorite dupatta as well and, of course, daydreaming about her. How ironic is that Akash's mother is looking for his bride, and he has already found one. A brother-sis moment where Anjali catches Akash with that pink dupatta..." mujhe bana rahe ho," you're making me fool?" 

Wasn't this dialogue reflecting that someone out there was making her fool?

Hai dhoop sa wo agar to wo chandini raat si hai [ He is like a sun and she is like a moonlight] fit here.

It feels as if Khushi was witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her eyes towards the moon, watching herself drinking in sight, sensing the flood of memories she's unleashed and wanting nothing more than to let him know that she can do it, she will do it.  But instead, he stood where he was and stared up at the moon as well. And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like they're together. Two silhouettes in the moonlight.  The bewitching power of moonlight incites dark passions like a cold flame, making hearts burn with intensity.

The presence of the elements of intimacy like clouds as a soft murmuring feeling in their hearts, drizzling rain as the first rain on dry land like the meeting with this strange desire for the first time, a little striking light, as igniting the fire within them, in and out of moonlight in between clouds, trying showing them ways to each other, and the wind, taking and receiving unknown messages.

His eyes searched into the sky, probably looking out for his mother in between stars, moon, clouds, and everything while she was the same. She believes in Stars as her parents are stars. She smiles even though she misses them, thinking of them looking at her while he wants his mother to look at him with questions.

Is she happy seeing him?

He will ask this question later, and Khushi will show him the way to this belief...

“The moon is the reflection of your heart, and moonlight is the twinkle of your love.”

― Debasish Mridha

Amid the moon and the stars, amid the quiet night, amid the magnificent silhouette of the moonlight, he was intoxicated by the pellucid beauty of innocent Khushi whose words circled him. 

"Hum yahan se kahin nahin jayengey kyuonke hum galat nahin..."

I won't go anywhere because I am not wrong...

The blue and cold rays of the moon paid him absolute tribute tonight. He was a buffet of muscles and corded strength of his world, and she entered there with a unique attitude. Undoubtedly, she was different among vintage books, more like a pale moonlight, exotic thing, forbidden love and rainy night. 

He felt that jolt strongly...oh yes, he did...

What should I name this love?