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brazenautomaton · 2 days ago

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Music already practically exists in a post-copyright world. People buy merch like physical records to support bands they like, they pay through the nose for live performances, they watch listen on YouTube and Spotify with ads because they can't be bothered to get an ad blocker, they buy branded clothing endorsed by musicians, etc.

Okay, and the live performances and teaching still work. You can't sell an identical copy of a live performance for cheaper, and assuming that the teaching is one-on-one, you can't sell an identical version for cheaper either.

But anyone who wants to can sell things identical to the branded clothing and merch for cheaper because there are less people getting a cut of it. The salaried playing and session work stop happening because the people who pay for it stop doing that, as it's just paying their competitors. They don't get streaming income because nobody has to pay them for it and can just put it up on their platform. They don't get income from ads on YouTube because *like sixty other channels put the performance up on YouTube* without giving them a cut. And when that revenue stream is dependent on "people who can't be bothered to get an ad blocker" I would not count on them putting in the additional time and effort to determine which is the real source of authentic merch the artist gets a cut of, espeically when that one is more expensive.

I agree that abolishing copyright would mess up the current business structure of Hollywood and, yeah, I'm pretty okay with that. Not because I don't like Marvel movies - I do - but I'm not convinced that increasing the budget of films by a few hundred billion is worth harshly limiting the art everyone else can make. (And in terms of "what's best for artists", they do seem pretty exploitative, but IDK if abolishing copyright would change that.)

Tell me how not having the right to just sell other people's work unmodified actually as in ACTUALLY harshly limits the art everyone else can make. Then say how it's more limiting than making it so art that requires significant coordination is functionally impossible. You dismiss "a few hundred billion" as an insignificant thing to deny. One hundred billion is way more than the budget of every theatrical release in the past ten years combined. Aliens cost an inflation-adjusted 40 million dollars to make. Terminator 2: Judgment Day cost an inflation adjusted 175 million dollars to make. If you pooh-pooh "oh, we don't need those movies to exist" then I cannot overstress how much you need to go fuck yourself.

No, fuck it. Let's go high-status. Of the top five movies on the AFI's "100 best films of all time" list, the inflation-adjusted budgets were 14 million for Citizen Kane, 20 million for Casablanca, 45 million for the Godfather, 86 million for Gone with the Wind, and 150 million for Lawrence of Arabia. These movies don't get made if anyone can copy the finished product without paying the guys who made it. These movies cannot be made with the budget of one person's passion project. I hope you like Robert Rodriguez's "El Mariachi" because that's about all you get.

What do you mean by "in-group signalling" in that post?

I'm referring to the way a lot of people seem to treat "unconditional hatred for Generative AI" as a signifier by which someone reaffirms their belonging or allegiance to the category of Artist (imagined as a special category of people wholly separate from the category of Non-Artist) based on the conception that the only reason why someone might not hate GenAI (or might hate it but think some criticisms of it are unprincipled) is because they 1) aren't an Artist themselves, and thus 2) they either don't understand what being an Artist is like or they categorically hate and oppose Artists.

To name a concrete example:

Just a couple weeks ago I got an anon message pretty much along the lines of "I get it, you don't have a creative bone in your body and have to pretend that art theft is fine because you're incapable of creating art yourself" (despite pretty clear evidence of me being an Artist™, such as the fact that at the moment that anon was sent to me, you could scroll down like two posts on my blog and find me showing off how some of my music was featured in a doom metal compilation album).

This anon was sent in response to me saying that, while I have problems with the GenAI industry, I think "it's art theft" is not one of them because (by virtue of being a copyright abolitionist) I think describing any situation where a copy of something is made without affecting the original as "theft" is patently ridiculous. Like, that's a pretty clear example of how performing enough unconditional hatred of AI art is treated as a signifier of belonging to the Artist™ in-group, and failure to perform it is treated as a sign that you can only possibly be a ignorant and/or malicious Non-Artist.

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unforgivable-thatswhatiam · 3 days ago

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The (Ineffable) Art of Loving

The secret of GO lies in the pure beauty and profound depth of Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship. Theirs is one of the most moving love stories I’ve ever encountered in fiction—without a doubt.

They weren’t made to love each other. And yet, they discover that they are.

From the day 1, they struggle against their feelings — the attraction, the fascination, the longing. But despite five millennia of efforts before the Arrangement began, they can’t stay apart.

So, they make a choice. Perhaps not fully realising it was love at the time — but still, they chose each other.

“Love isn't something natural. Rather it requires discipline, concentration, patience, faith, and the overcoming of narcissism. It isn't a feeling, it is a practice.”

I think these words perfectly describe what Crowley and Aziraphale share. And I hope that Erich Fromm wouldn't mind if in this post I'll quote his The Art of Loving to explore more deeply the nature of the bond that binds the Ineffable Couple, their real love.

First, they show concentration on the other

They have patience - and respect for the other's needs

They have faith in the other - put their lives in the other's hands

There isn't in them - or I haven't noticed - any narcissism to overcome.

They aren't the typical dysfunctional fictional couple that audiences are trained to romanticise. They're not some Ross&Rachel or Buffy&Spike. Their relationship is anything but dysfunctional.

Aziraphale and Crowley don't hurt each other out of whim or caprices or the tropes of longing streched thin by time and space, they hurt each other because they love too much: I can't give you holy water, it'll destroy you completely; you are so clever, but also so stupid for still believing God might do something for the humans, but She ignores all of us; and so on with other painful truths spoken when love has nowhere safe to land.

To love someone whose very nature is meant to oppose yours — who was literally made to be your enemy and has the precise office to cancel you out — as an angel and a demon, should be impossible. It's difficult even for us, ordinary humans with our different natures! It seems unthinkable for them. And yet... their bond is ineffable.

Across the centuries, we see them dance together and get their own rhythm, softening the edges. They adapt, adjust, and grow — in the words of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, not only gazing at each other, but looking together in the same direction too.

And they choose. Again and again, they choose.

“Love is a decision, it is a judgment, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go. How can I judge that it will stay forever, when my act does not involve judgment and decision?”

“Love is not primarily a relationship to a specific person; it is an attitude, an orientation of character which determines the relatedness of a person to the world as a whole, not toward one “object” of love.”

“If I truly love one person I love all persons, I love the world, I love life. If I can say to somebody else, "I love you," I must be able to say, "I love in you everybody, I love through you the world, I love in you also myself.”

They love each other, and they love humanity too, even if it puts them at risk. To love, in a world of orders and oppositions, is dangerous, sometimes even lethal.

But they love anyway. From always.

“What does one person give to another? He gives of himself, of the most precious he has, he gives of his life. This does not necessarily mean that he sacrifices his life for the other—but that he gives him of that which is alive in him; he gives him of his joy, of his interest, of his understanding, of his knowledge, of his humor, of his sadness—of all expressions and manifestations of that which is alive in him. In thus giving of his life, he enriches the other person, he enhances the other's sense of aliveness by enhancing his own sense of aliveness. He does not give in order to receive; giving is in itself exquisite joy. But in giving he cannot help bringing something to life in the other person, and this which is brought to life reflects back to him.”

Here we have a crowd of exemples, when it comes to the sacrifice: Crowley saving Aziraphale from the Blitz, Aziraphale giving the Holy Water, knowing what it might mean... Moreover, every time they meet, every time they speak they risk their life.

And they are full of each other's life, having something that in many long-term marriages is only a dream: to know each other by heart, to carry the other always within oneself. In magic, books, sadness, anxiety, tone of voice, sarcasm, glances...

"He does not give in order to receive; giving is in itself exquisite joy.”

"But in giving he cannot help bringing something to life in the other person, and this which is brought to life reflects back to him."

“Mature love is union under the condition of preserving one’s integrity, one’s individuality. Love is an active power in man; a power which breaks through the walls which separate man from his fellow men, which unites him with others; love makes him overcome the sense of isolation and separateness, yet it permits him to be himself, to retain his integrity. In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two.”

Infantile love follows the principle: "I love because I am loved." Mature love follows the principle: "I am loved because I love." Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you."

My favourite one. The first line isn't given to our ineffable pair, but we can find its echo in Adam. He's truly loved by his family, and because of that love, he loves Tadfield and the familiar world around him: he chooses love too, he chooses not to be the Antichrist, giving up unimaginable power in order to protect everything he loves.

Mature love follows the principle: "I am loved because I love"

Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Expressed e converso, in denial - by both of them

Mature love says: "I need you because I love you"

“Love is an activity, not a passive affect; it is a “standing in”, not a “falling for”.

“Love is possible only if two persons communicate with each other from the center of their existence, hence if each one of them experiences himself from the center of his existence. Only in this “central experience” is human reality, only here is aliveness, only here is the basis for love. Love, experienced thus, is a constant challenge; it is not a resting place, but a moving, growing, working together; even whether there is harmony or conflict, joy or sadness, is secondary to the fundamental fact that two people experience themselves from the essence of their existence, that they are one with each other by being one with themselves, rather than by fleeing from themselves. There is only one proof for the presence of love: the depth of the relationship, and the aliveness and strength in each person concerned; this is the fruit by which love is recognized.”

But they are not whole — not yet: neither is one with himself, they flee from themselves. Each admires the other’s best, loves his uniqueness, and silently wishes he could accept it too: yellow is pretty — Aziraphale longs for Crowley to show openly his demonic and beautiful eyes and spread their yellow everywhere, and with this, the beautiful soul he hides behind dark glasses; Crowley, in turn, treasures Aziraphale's gentle heart and softness — that set him apart from other angels — and wishes Aziraphale wouldn't feel guilty or less angelic because of these. This is what goodness truly is, not blind obedience to orders, even from God, but compassion.

Still, they are more complex than humans. Crowley can't fully accept himself because he didn't mean to fall, he never truly understood the reasons of his demonic condition and so he couldn't fully accept it — yet he can't return to being an angel either, because they are "just pretendy good", not "properly good". Now he's only himself, less brilliant than his angel, not fully demonic, but perhaps still too much a demon to believe he could ever be fully loved by an angel. As a demon, he also feels powerless to protect the angel he loves from both Heaven and Hell, which means he can’t fully live this love in the open. The same is true for Aziraphale, who thinks he's not enough for Crowley's love, and struggles to accept himself also because he's still tied to a toxic and abusive Heaven - that has traumatised him but, even more, has deeply hurt his demon. And he couldn't do anything to stop it. He represents Heaven, somehow, and fears Crowley can't love him fully for that (even though he's the one who Crowley still calls angel).

They don't accept themselves, so they can't love themselves - and as a result, both fear they are not enough for the other, that they are unworthy of being loved (beautifully explained in this post by @dalliancekay), and they suffer for fear of abandonment too. Aziraphale because everytime they argue Crowley walks away (then returns, but...), except in the Final15, and Crowley is shaped by his trauma: he has already been abandoned, betrayed and metaforically killed (his POV) by Someone who claimed to love him.

But no love for another can be complete without self-love. Without it, love becomes fearful and needy. A love like this may be unconditional, but it stops being free, turns a relationship into a lifeline, the first if not the sole reason to go on. And no one can love wholly or safely without first loving themselves.

Actually, neither of them wants to be what they were institutionally made to be; instead, they belong to their own side, defined by human morality and human love. And they can't accept being anything else. So, I hope they might become everything they long to be on Earth ("we've come to a decision"?), finally free from fear, guilt and pain, so that they can simply love openly, safely, in peace 💞

“To have faith requires courage, the ability to take a risk, the readiness even to accept pain and disappointment. (...) To be loved, and to love, need courage, the courage to judge certain values as of ultimate concern — and to take the jump and to stake everything on these values.”

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens meta #ineffable lovers #aziracrow #erich fromm #the art of loving #good omens thoughts

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spinstertheuncommon · 21 hours ago

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Take me to war. Come on, I dare you - Batfam x Neglected!fem!Reader

(Oneshot)

Inspired by this post by @astraeasworld !!

Reader looks and acts deathly like Martha Wayne, and it scares Bruce into avoiding and neglecting his daughter.

I did only use the 4 robins in this story, cause I kinda made Bruce a sexist dad so Cass isn't here cause I ain't doing that to her ƪ(ツ)∫ .

Title is in reference to the Crane Wives song of the same name, and it influenced the story heavily as well as the rest of their discography.

Cw: implications of unprotected sex (readers conception), neglect, postpartum depression, physically absent parent and emotionally absent parent, emotional distress and abuse, tropes of avoidant personality disorder from both reader and Bruce, tropes of paranoia from Bruce, grief, one swear.

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You were the product of a lapse in judgement. A trust in a pill, a lack of rubber, and a restless night.

Now, you’ve grown to embrace your status of a regret, no matter how that title is gifted. It’s never really your fault, is it?

Your mother didn’t hide the pregnancy from your father, instead informing him of practically every aspect. Monitoring your growth, health, gender, complication’s; practically everything tangible to a baby. Your mother even asked if he wanted to gift you your middle name.

A gift he’ll say he gave irresponsibly, yet one you brandish with petty pride.

Neither of your parents desired shared custody. Your mother wished to raise her baby herself, and your father merely requested annual updates on you, masking his indifference. He had no intention to claim custody rights, and preferred to keep to himself. Said he had no intentions to raise a kid, to busy for it.

A month prior to your birth, he publicly adopted a son.

It's only so much a neighbour could offer, especially when she hardly knew them. Instead, she’d put you in your crib, and hide in her closet, wailing and trying to outcry you.

A year after that, your mother was at her boiling point. She would say that she wasn’t informed, that no one prepared her for how hard single parenting is. But the truth was that she lacked support. Her parents were to busy to just move across country from the west coast to Gotham, and her brother was unprepared to uproot his life and move from Star City, already settled down with his own partner and child. Sure they helped the best that they could, but no one, not even your mother, was prepared to move.

So she was alone.

Eventually your uncle reached out to child services to aid your mum, after she called him, weeping at her inability to parent. Due to your cousin, born with a low independence disability, your uncle couldn't house more children without concerning child services. So, you were filed, and put in a foster home until they could get a hold of your father.

8 months later, he returned their calls.

♧♧♧♧

Growing up, you learned to not ask of much from the man you called your father. Don’t expect his yes, don’t expect his time, and never expect him to remember anything.

You tended to inform Alfred of things. School trips, fund raisers, teacher-parent conferences, birthday parties you were invited to, company at dinner, extracurricular, ect. He’d set up whatever you need, get you there and back, and would even ask you questions about your well-being.

Bruce funded all these acts, courtesy of pressure from the family law court. He can't have you taken away, for he'd loose Dick too, so he let you do near everything with a wave of his credit card and an absent glance.

With this freedom, you became the golden child of the city. Using every spare second of your time to stay out of your father's way, you did every sport, from tennis to dirt biking. You were a girl scout, volunteering to sell with any troupe. You went to spelling bees and language competitions. To art groups, museums, local gigs, band practice. You volunteered at shelters, at theatre departments as a usher or techie, at soup kitchens and clothing drives. Every parent, teacher, political figure, event planner and sports player in the city knew your name. Yet you were known for being humble about it. You were shy about status and kind to a fault, not someone anyone could bully or argue with. Even when asked about how your father never showed up for awards, you took it on the chin with the grace of someone much older. 'He's just busy,' you'd say, 'I know he loves me.'

You became a brilliant liar.

♧♧♧♧

Bruce wasn’t aware of any of it. Sure he had a calendar with every single event in there, courtesy of Alfred, but he never bothered to look at it. His job was to keep you alive, not entertain you. The sand of your life kept running through the timer, yet he never bothered to know each grain.

Never bothered to know your birthday.

To the press, however, he was the dream. The father to every orphan, the money man of every hospital, the dreamy breeze under Gotham's wings, to lift them high, high above their troubles.

Never to touch the solid ground of lies below.

♧♧♧♧

You respected your brothers, as they came along. Didn't ask them anything, didn't approach for nothing. Gave them space, and occupied yourself with anything. But that distance may have aided you.

While being only a year younger than Tim, as you got older, forced to be wiser beyond your years, your older brothers would come to you with their troubles; of mind or of heart, you were the mediator.

They knew your troubles with your father, and while they never helped you through them, you helped them with their issues.

With the countless seeds of doubt and hate you've unearthed from them, Bruce should owe you limb and life. Too bad he never respected you, despite what he tells the press.

He talks big game of absolute bullshit.

♧♧♧♧

Years passed, and you got over it.

Well... not really.

You more grew a habit of biting your tongue, the worst truths bubble bitterly like bile so they hurt nobody but you.

You don't want your brothers to get wrapped up in your loose ends, so you don't acknowledge the fraying.

Instead, you graduated high school a valedictorian, went to college with a full ride scholarship paid by the Hamilton Foundation,- thank you, Great Aunt Catherine- and moved out into your own home at 22, all with money you earned in college and highschool from awards and spare jobs. You still show face at the manor, not wanting to ghost the rest of your family just because your dad didn’t like you.

You worked hard, graduating with your PhD and a research placement in England, all lined up for after graduation season ends.

And the season ends tonight.

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All scholarship programs in Gotham come together at the end of the season and host a gala, each host on rotation. This year the world decided that dramatic irony would be your greatest adversary, as your father would be hosting in honour of the Thomas Wayne scholarship.

Your father found it distressing that you'll enter with your class instead of with him. He, however unbothered he claimed to be, was aware of how much the Gotham public love you. So if he was seen beside you, as a father shaped man, then he could leech that pride of you to be his own.

How terrible is it that unfortune favours the ugly souls.

Instead, he gave you a job, one you had taken upon yourself years ago.

Be quiet.

Fine.

I can be quiet.

♧♧♧♧

You sit in your room at the manor, all members aside Alfred already left to go organise the party. Facing the dressor, one your grandmother used to use, you run your index finger around your lower lip, to rub off any excess lipstick that may have dodged your liner.

Your other hand follows the curves of the faux marble, the ivory leaves and roses smoothed out with years of embrace. You used to daydream of your grandmother sitting there, on the same poof, brushing out her pin curls before going out on the town for the night, your grandfather chasing her wild fervour.

Many a times have you been told you are the spitting image of her, a face you’ve grown into. You started following her makeup rituals she would publish for the press, writing your letters with the same flick she did. Maybe you were selfish, but seeing how your father’s shoulders would tense at your signature always gave you a little pep in your step.

You fiddle with the knobby surface of the dresser a bit more, pulling at the bud along the side.

Click

The draw drops down from underneath, revealing the secret compartment. You've known about this for years, but never shared it with anyone, for it was your little secret.

Yours, and Marthas.

Inside it held three things: a diary with a canvas cover and well loved corners, one you would read yourself to sleep to, a pen etched with Martha's name, and a long box, containing what you felt was emotional dynamite.

You never sought a need for the context of the box, but tonight, a night before you leave the country, is a night to never forget.

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You drift through the crowd, your black, sweetheart dress glides around you. A simple look. Your evening gloves land just below your armpits, each side seam dripping with pearls, to compliment the strings around your neck. The same strings that haunt Bruces dreams; his nightmares of crushing reality.

Your grandmother's prized pearls.

His mother's lost pearls.

Or, assumed lost.

But instead of retreating into the confines of the Bat-suit, he instead has to bear the reality that the ghost of his mother haunts him through you.

He is tonight's host after all.

And he hates it. Forced to beside himself with your little revenge act in front of all eyes of power. He is meant to be the beloved, single, socialite dad of Gotham, not a neglectful father. And he’s not… is he?

You take pride in yourself that night, something you were uncommon to do. But with a final lap, you soak in every stare, every congratulations, every kiss on the cheek as stamps of victory.

Never would you let your status claim you, but god, you smiled like a rich snake.

♧♧♧♧

In the morning, as you boarded the plane to England, your full name will be plastered over the Gotham news-

“Y/n Martha Wayne-L/n stuns crowds in her grandmother’s wedding pearls at the Gotham Scholars Graduate gala!”

You’re beloved Gotham, always singing your prayers as you make the public appearances that your father butchered and ignored. While he kissed babies and sponsored orphans, you volunteer at shelters and escort patients into clinics, with welcome baskets for all.

You pride yourself on the war you’ve brought; to be the constant torment to Bruces suffering.

A tourniquet to his grief, locking down all the worst parts of Bruce, never letting him let go.

The city will haunt him with you. With your image.

With his mother's face, reincarnate.

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Ehehehehe i had fun with this one

Gonna be posting a few more oneshots b4 getting back to the Gotham sewist chapters

Byeeee!!

Do not copy, steal, or repost my works!

#Spotify #do not repost #batman #batman fanfic #neglected!reader #batfam x batsis #bad parent bruce wayne #batman fanfiction #my writing #bruce wayne #dc x reader #x reader #the crane wives #fem reader #spinster the uncommon #inspired by a song #oneshot

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raemirs · 2 days ago

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What is special about SifLoop to you?

OH BOY WHAT A LOADED QUESTION!!! to be honest if i explained everything we would be here for 2 weeks and also that's a lot of spoons that i dont have so. i will offer a heavily, HEAVILY abridged bullet pointed version.

-oh, that one person who will understand you more than anyone else in the world. that person who is always on the same wavelength as you, who understands why you do all the things you do, who you never have to explain anything to, who you can simply look in the eyes and have telepathic conversations with... they are that person, to each other <3 on virtue of being the same person, but still! i have always been a sucker for this type of dynamic due to being socially ostracized as a ND child growing up. i yearned for the longest time to find that one person who i didnt have to explain or hide any of my strange quirks from (i have since found that one person for me, and boy it is sweet!) and i think it's awesome that sifloop can be that person for each other :)

-sifloop as an allegory for self love is not something i explore too often (which is a crime!!! i should explore it more!!!!), but ohhhhh, is it juiiiicy. these goobers deserve to love themselves, but if they can't bring themselves to do it for now, loving the other is a good first step. one of my all-time favorite sifloop fanfics, simple as existing (please please PLEASE read it, it's soooo good) has most of the things i love about this interpretation of sifloop! aghhh... loop taking care of siffrin's body because it was once theirs... ughhghhhhhhhhhhhh im normal im so normal im normal

-you can take sifloop in so many interesting angles! do they love each other in an actual romantic way? is it some form of fucked up self love? does it no longer count as selfcest because they've undergone such different life-altering experiences? is it such a deep emotional bond that it transcends mere romance or platonic love and cannot be described with words? well, no need to fear, because you get to pick! and the dynamic will be guaranteed to be juicy anyhow <3

-mashing the above two bullet points together creates one of my favorite interpretations of sifloop i've seen yet! something something an annoying trait present in yourself becomes endearing when present in someone else you love. something something by learning to love the traits they hate in themselves in the other, sifloop can begin to learn how to love themselves again. by loving the other, they can start to heal. im normal im normal im normal

-as a touch-starved little freak myself i love love love how sifloop are both touch-starved to hell and back because!! they can fix this with each other!!!! make those fuckers hang off each other like wet clothes!!! they will never let go of each other ever again!!! at every possible scenario they will be at least holding hands or something more!!! both of them want so so much touch and they can give this to each other in precisely the way they want!! it's so fucking good!!!

on the flip side, you can take sifloop's craving for touch in an angsty direction as well! again, love how you can take sifloop's dynamics in so many ways and have all of them be just as compelling and correct. i explore this angstier direction in another post of mine <3

-siffrin is really easy and fun to draw and loop being siffrin means i can turn them human and then boom i get to make cute ship art while drawing the little guy i love twice. what a steal! (i've also recently figured out loop's star form and it is quite fun to draw as well hehehe)

-i'm sure there's WAYYYY more i've missed talking about, this is just the stuff that's come to mind first. as you can tell by this short and abridged summary (/sar) of why i love sifloop, i have a normal amount of thoughts about them <3 here's to many more moons of being insane about sifloop!

#the yapperrr #rae's doodles #sifloop #i thought this was going to be a short bullet point list. what happened #long post #isat spoilers #2hats spoilers

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fyeahghosttrick · 3 days ago

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THE PROMPTS!

Behold: the list! More than 150 prompts ripe for the taking! Now everyone can pick something cool (even if you didn't submit anything) (no need to claim it anywhere) and start drawing it or writing it or any other creative verb of your liking. Next stop: June 19th, when we’ll all post together to celebrate GT’s original anniversary (there will be a reminder with brief posting instructions).

Prompts are numbered for your convenience, in the order they came in. The block divisions are just because tumblr gets twitchy about long numbered lists

And now, without further ado:

BLOCK A

Yomiel having a grand time using his powers before the events of the game start, with Sissel.

Cute Sissel (maybe with a nice bow or something?)

Sissel and Missile hanging out.

Yomiel post-game after prison as Kamila's tutor.

Sissel (pre or post game) stealing fish from the fishmongers!

Memry x Lynne, as a cute couple.

Ace Attorney x Ghost Trick crossover!

Hatsune Miku in the world of Ghost Trick, maybe being a virtual singer allows her to travel through phone lines etc.?

carlyraejepsans - Lynne trying to get Sissel to help her cheat at cards or at a tabletop game. Sissel refuses (he's already in cahoots with Kamila)

carlyraejepsans - Beach episode. Can be both art or writing but if it's art I want Cabanela in the most ridiculous swimming fit you can think of. I'm talking 1920s. I'm talking speedo and pool goggles. I'm talking trunks with a print of his own face on the ass. Do your worst.

carlyraejepsans - The Lynne design we all know and love but rocking the white suit from her first concept art.

carlyraejepsans - Anything with baby Lynne and baby Sissel. My pookies…

carlyraejepsans - New timeline, young Lynne. I keep coming back to the idea of her learning that the kidnapper also saved her life. And that dissonance with her initial idea of him in her mind causing her to be less avoidant about what happened, and looking for answers independently in true Lynne fashion. Cue the world's most determined 13yo girl trying at all costs to get an audience with a condemned felon, much to Yomiel's chagrin. How would the meeting go? Or maybe she fails but ends up running into Fiansissel instead. What would they think about each other?

carlyraejepsans - Give! Lynne! Nightmares!! Give! Lynne! Nightmares!!! that sweet sweet hurt no comfort (or with, if sissel happened to be ghost hopping by?). bonus points if they're nightmares about drowning/the lost timeline and there's just something she can't… quite… put her finger on… scratching at the back of her brain like a cat begging to be let in

carlyraejepsans - No reset (the circumstances of their survival from the Yonoa at your discretion), main game timeline setting. Jowd beginning to reconnect with Kamila after his release from prison and realizing he doesn't really know her anymore (she's grown so much). He still has to try. He owes her at least that.

carlyraejepsans - Cabanela and the Professor. Cabanela's reaction after they decided to work together and the Professor showed him his recreation of Kamila's doohickey for the first time. Judging by his original report to the Justice Minister, he thought the manipulator used Jowd specifically. How did he react when the penny dropped that it was actually Kamila (and Jowd's motive finally clicked into place)

frogpotat - Jeego and Tengo having a sibling rivalry

frogpotat - Memry working undercover at a new job

frogpotat - Bailey and Bailey's coworker getting up to some shenanigans in their off-time

frogpotat - Ghost Trick + Pokémon crossover

frogpotat - Ghost Trick + Five Nights at Freddy's crossover

frogpotat - Ghost Trick + Ace Attorney crossover

frogpotat - Sissel and Missile sneak out of the house to explore

frogpotat - The Chicken Kitchen is an illegal front

Lynne in full plate armour with a longsword (because that's awesome)

what if cat sissel become human and look same as yomiel and they live together what will happen?(no couple or only cat sisselXyomiel)

what if the police give up yomiel's case and bury his body, yomiel(in cat) meet fiancee sissel in the graveyard.

(GT X DC)He found he was died and lost his memory，then he find a police( wataru) is calling him Conan and get shot in front of him.

yomiel in 10 years before(conan) meet other yomiel in different timeline/au.

one day yomiel can do mind reading but he doesn't know every other can read his mind.

(persona）yomiel's phantom thief suit.or a take-your-heart story.

yomiel and cabanela and jowd cooperate to solve a case(could be a acquittal au)

yomiel is good at a lot of things ,especially computer and …… dessert?!

the-grey-hunt: ghost trick crossover/mashup with your favorite niche media of choice

the-grey-hunt: kitten sissel, or kitten-sized sissel after the epilogue, doing cat things (playing with toys, hanging out with other cats, etc)

the-grey-hunt: yomiel's good days after getting out of prison

the-grey-hunt: angst injury/coma. i want someone bleeding, limp, and vulnerable while other characters try to tend to them. can be frantic trying to help them off the scene, OR them recovering from a treated injury!

the-grey-hunt: any of the main cast in different outfits! pajamas, fancy dress, cosplay, anything—as long as it's distinct from their canon clothing.

the-grey-hunt: One thing you would change about the epilogue

the-grey-hunt: fiansissel and alma being friends

the-grey-hunt: Fanon/headcanon family members—cousins, parents, siblings, etc of our canon characters who simply were never mentioned or turned up on-screen in the canon game!

sunnyaliceart - Jowd, Lynne, Cabanela hair care routine

sunnyaliceart - new timeline, Kamila and Amelie playdate and Kamila shows off how special Sissel is

sunnyaliceart - Kamila and Lynne sister bonding, Missile and kitty Sissel included are a huge plus

sunnyaliceart - Cabanela, Pigeon Man, and Lovey Dove interactions. Specifically, during the time they were working on the Manipulator Case, but new timeline is also very much welcomed

sunnyaliceart - Fiansissel, Alma, and Emma being best friends gossiping about their husbands

sunnyaliceart - Post-Game Yomiel and Jowd friendship fluff, both using mobility aids (wheelchair, cane, and/or crutches), kitty Sissel is there to help both of them

sunnyaliceart - Post-Game everyone eating at the Chicken Kitchen, specifically: Lynne, Kamila, Jowd, Cabanela, Alma, Pigeon Man, kitty Sissel, Missile, Yomiel and Fiansissel. That's a lot of characters, so I understand doing a smaller set, but the ones listed are the ones I'd most like to see if you prefer to choose

sunnyaliceart - Ghost Trick, but furry. Fantasy animals like unicorns and dragons are also options

youghostandyoutrick - Fandom fusion! Put anyone from the Ghost Trick cast into another fictional universe, as though they originated from that universe. Ghost Trick elements (like Temsik and how ghosts work) can be adapted for the new universe however you see fit.

youghostandyoutrick - Postcanon Yomiel, preferably with a mobility aid, enjoying life after prison with FianSissel. What do they like to do together? Is it something they used to do before, and if so, has the way they’ve always done things had to change?

youghostandyoutrick - Pigeon Man and Cabanela, looking into Temsik. How is their research going?

youghostandyoutrick - FianSissel interacting with any other member of the main cast, pre- or post-canon. Does it go well, poorly, or strangely?

youghostandyoutrick - Lynne and Sissel working together as partners post-canon. What exactly does Lynne need his help with?

youghostandyoutrick - Possession! Yomiel needs to accomplish something, and possessing someone is how he chooses to go about it. What is he doing, how does it go, and does he succeed?

planehabitat - pet swap AU :-) the main human cast as whatever animals you think fit them, and with missile & sissel as humans

planehabitat - cabanela tricking out his bike! (ex. front basket for sissel / missile, spoke beads from kamila, stickers)

metalfaceirl - cabanela hitting the griddy (art)

metalfaceirl - cabanela using brainrot speak, everyone is horrified

metalfaceirl - sissel meets akane zero escape (if you know you know)

metalfaceirl - yomiel meets shulk xenoblade (if you know you know)

metalfaceirl - yomiel DRIP (art)

metalfaceirl - lynne and kamila go to hot topic

metalfaceirl - sissel goes to the backrooms

metalfaceirl - jowd skateboarding

BLOCK B

mariteria — lynne & sissel stuck in a zero escape escape room…

Jellyjack Cheese — Some Uncle Yomi content 👁️👁️

Yomiel attempting to wear different types of headwear in new and exciting ways. (his hair is quite the obstacle! how would he wear a helmet? a beanie?? even worse - a hood?!)

Ghost Trick Characters with hairstyles different from the usual (lynne with open hair, Camila with braids, Jowd with long hair, etc go crazy)

Yomiel attempting to do work on his computer while Cat Sissel is on the keyboard

Crossover with Pokemon, Yomiel as a team Flare member.

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, The ghost trick cast as dragons or dragon riders

Jowd clearly thought things would have been better if he had been shot instead of Alma- but what do you think that would have looked like?

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, New timeline- Jowd and his family go camping,

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, Since the events of the game, Jowd finds himself strangely drawn to the sea. Can be hurt/comfort or supernatural or haunting or scary or sad or reflective or any combination. I dunno, it’s an idea I’ve had for a long time but would want to see other interpretations of the concept.

In Ray’s timeline, Emma learns of her husband’s heart attack. And/or in the new timeline she remembers what she could have lost

a look into recovery- particularly Yomiel and Jowd physically and mentally finding their place in their new lives

critter-ghosting-some-tricks If Kamila and Lynne where not there in the submarine but Sissel and Yomiel where, what would their conversation(s) look like?

Jowd runs away from his family in the new timeline, overwhelmed. He is too scared to truly break something to be planning on staying away forever but his family aren’t as sure.

critter-ghosting-some-tricks, Jowd gets paint on one of his favorite shirts or breaks something. He is quick to decide that it is ruined and useless. He doesn’t understand why Cabanela is so quick (and desperate) to convince him that it is worth saving until his wife joins in and he realizes that it isn’t about an object anymore. It’s about him.

This one enters personal HC territory, but Yomiel with brown hair. His blond hair is actually not his real hair color, but ever since the incident in the park, the dye's never worn off and has only begun to wear off in the new timeline.

The communication barrier between Yomiel and cat Sissel, I think. The struggle of wanting to help your owner, understand him more but you're just a cat.

silly, but lynne with a bucket of jollibee chicken joy

a little self indulgent, but my oc ana interacting with yomiel. i think it'd be interesting to see someone who's been wandering the earth for longer vs someone who's only been a ghost for 10 years. like looking into a mirror maybe, and being reminded of the parts about you that you don't really like. a mixture of spite and relief to know that you aren't the only ghost on this earth, but the dread of knowing you could live through centuries and not age at all. (sissel-posting /the0-b3ar)

how does sith know about ghosts and their ability to rewind time? has he ran into one? does his family have a long history tied with ghosts? is blue country just superstitious and has certain beliefs when it comes to ghosts?

yomiel and my fiansissel interactions. could be angsty, could be fluffy, could be a mix of both! - (sissel-posting/the0-b3ar)

DE and Ghost Trick crossover or AU! i always found it interesting how both games have amnesiac protagonists and also literally changed the direction of my life, but also curious to see what kind of skills/ghost tricks the respective characters would have from each game.

yomiel attempts to cook. everything goes wrong

OwlfaceNightkit - Yomiel manipulating or scaring Cabanela

OwlfaceNightkit - Yomiel manipulating Lynne and Cabanela being forced to watch

OwlfaceNightkit - Danny Phantom/Ghost Trick crossover

OwlfaceNightkit - Yomiel, Cabanela, or any other character as a dragon, art

OwlfaceNightkit - Cabanela and Jowd angst

OwlfaceNightkit - Something fluffy with Cabanela and Yomiel

OwlfaceNightkit - Something fluffy with Sissel and Yomiel

OwlfaceNightkit - Something angsty with Sissel and Yomiel

Loboazul16 - Transmasc Lynne!

Loboazul16 - Sissel being a cat menace

Loboazul16 - Some cute poly Jowd/Alma/Cabanela

siverwrites - the evergreen cuddles for Alma/Jowd/Cabanela (not NSFW)

siverwrites - Jowd orb and a ball. What else is Missile supposed to do but swap them?? (I'm thinking art but if this somehow triggers a fic idea that's cool too)

siverwrites - Alma knows about Sissel in the new timeline. Adjusting and learning to communicate with him takes some learning but it’s something she’s happy to work out with him

siverwrites - Jowd &/ Cabanela hurt/comfort in either direction or both

siverwrites - Sissel, Missile and Lovey-Dove: animal shenanigans!

siverwrites - Cabanela and Pigeon Man. Anything during that year working together or something in the new timeline? Just them being the weird friends they are brought together by the difficulty that is their Jowd

Disastrous cooking show with an unlikely host(s) of your choice. Chef Jovial Tenor is weeping in the audience.

Jeego/Rindge and Tengo/Memry roleswap. Nationalityswap optional.

Kamila's punk rock phase. This is C38's fault, somehow.

Lynne and Memry on a top-secret mission (non-ship)

The gang assigned/cast as Mouthwashing characters (memey/not as dark as it could be)

Fantasy AU with Jowd as a wish-granting genie

Yomiel (or Sissel?) the sunglasses model

Emma with alternative flower(s) for her hairstyle (art)

Trickingbell - The special investigation unit's Inspector and his leads Detective Memry and Detective Rindge as his eyes and ears on any case, art or writing, I just want to see these three together or their dynamic when working together!

Trickingbell - Jowd and Alma and their years of being in love, writing or art, shipping focused on Jowd and Alma but Cabanela can be there because they're all inseparable.

Trickingbell - Lynne and Memry detective rivals. Memry is very haughty over being an objectively better and longer working detective than Lynne who we all know had her test scores flubbed around by Cabanela, art or writing, no shipping between Memry and Lynne I'd love them protrayed as genuinely on bad terms

Trickingbell - Alma and Cabanela playing cards and gambling with play chips and if there's a spot then Kamila and Sissel are "referee" and the dealers, art, Alma is totally winning but Sissel can't help her win with ghosts tricks.

Trickingbell - Jowd and his cruelty done by the music box, art or writing, something angsty because the music box's possible effects on everyone if Jowd had succeeded in dying really really hurts me. Example being Lynne knowing that she had something that could've saved Jowd all along but she wasn't able to figure it out, causing this mix of pain and guilt and incompetence and so much because Jowd entrusted it to her, a very cruel thing for him to do.

Trickingbell - Sithmiel (General Sith x Yomiel), art or writing, ok listen you just gotta hear me out and see the tragedy and betrayal in this thing ok think of how Yomiel believed fully that Sith was going to help him, give him a new life with people who love him and will care if he dies, think about how lonely Yomiel was with only Kitty Sissel being his company and Sith being the first interaction in so long after Fiansissel too, he's lonely and desperate, Sith is all too happy to have a longing guy like that in his grasp PLEASE listen to me ok this is more propaganda than a prompt but please-

Trickingbell - Lynne and Cabanela listening to his (old man) music or just anything with Lynne and Cabanela as the focus I love them

Trickingbell - Cabanela and Kamila playing animal crossing new leaf together and sending each other letters, Art

alto-tenure - noir detective Lynne

alto-tenure - something with Rindge and Memry's friendship; maybe them going on an undercover mission as a duo? (no romance)

alto-tenure - Professor Layton crossover! Would prefer characters from the 3rd game, but other games are fine too.

alto-tenure - Somehow or another Sissel ends up on Rokkenjima's gameboard, and throws a massive wrench into the serial murders by preventing the deaths. (Umineko crossover; full spoilers a-okay with me!)

BLOCK C

mydeadmanstale - yomiel and cabanela, playing around with the idea of them being parallels to each other especially when it comes to their outfits

mydeadmanstale - kamila and amelie playing with sissel and missle

mydeadmanstale - human designs of cat sissel and missle being friends

mydeadmanstale - cabanela, jowd and alma in a lovely poly relationship

mydeadmanstale - mid game cabanela and yomiel, being mutually destructive lovers

mydeadmanstale - lovey dove and what powers she may have had if she was a ghost

mydeadmanstale - swap AU, missle swaps with sissel and lynne swaps with yomiel

mydeadmanstale - crossover AU, any of the ghost trick cast interacting with any of the detective conan cast

Post Game Lynne and Sissel being the goofiest goobers together

Lynne keeping her memories and adopting Kitten Sissel instead of Jowd

jorb-ponderer - jowd/yomiel of any flavour. there's just So Much Going On there

jorb-ponderer - the vibes of the submarine chapters are immaculate, i'd love anything from that part of the game. lynne & sissel teamwork, gun kamila, trash yomiel! etcetera… the wetter and worse a time, the better

jorb-ponderer - ALMA!! alma and kamila? or something poking at what her relationship with lynne might be? the buddies dynamic with emma she deserves? Alma in the spotlight all to herself, even?? anything you like

jorb-ponderer - beauty/memry my beloved crackship. femme fatale and the ruthless detective staking her out.(d'you think memry held a grudge in the timeline where beauty and dandy get away? i hope so)

Jowd/Cabanela having a boys’ weekend together, maybe something fluffy, maybe something spicy - up to the creator! (maybe something where Alma knows and lets them have their time together?) Art or fic is a-okay with me!

Jowd and Alma raising baby Kamila

Jowd doing some painting at Temsik Park

College aged Jowd, Cabanela, and Alma hanging out at a lake house/beach (burying someone in the sand, having a campfire, have fun with what they get up to)

Lynne and Kamila playing with Missile at Temsik Park

yunaffie - Jowd and/or Alma with baby Kamila

yunaffie - Older Kamila finally gets to communicate with Sissel

yunaffie - Pigeon Man and Cabanela during one of the Inspector's rare moments of vulnerability

yunaffie - Yomiel finishing blow pose, The Hundred Line style

yunaffie - Angel/Devil wings Yomiel

yunaffie - Kamila & Missile

tricking-and-ghosting - Sissel helping Kamila with her contraptions in the new timeline

tricking-and-ghosting - Lynne and Kamila doing sisterish things together--angsty or fluffy, either one

tricking-and-ghosting - Yomiel adapting to the daily challenges of living with mobility aids

tricking-and-ghosting - Alma and Fiansissel friendship

tricking-and-ghosting - Any of the ghosts have an encounter with ghost hunters/paranormal investigators from a more typical ghost story

azurefishnets - Alma/Cabanela/Jowd (or any /& subset therof) - Always and forever the OT3 of my heart, and I will happily devour anything that develops any facet of their happy poly triangle relationship (but please no infidelity). I love these three together, or doing things with just one of the others, but always with the knowledge that they are a threesome at heart, you know?

azurefishnets - Jowd & Pigeon Man - Just how did Jowd and the Pigeon Man get to know each other, anyway? Bonus point for incorporating the Jorb and PM's predilection for Rube Goldberg puzzles…

azurefishnets - Alma & Emma: Alma's job has been the source of much speculation and I like to think she's a secret cat burglar who is hired to test security at various important places, so here's the prompt: Alma is hired to test security at the Justice Minister's compound as a fake cat burglar, and runs afoul of Emma in some way. They probably know each other, distantly, so how will Alma manage to finish the job with reputation intact? Will Emma pass the security test? Will the Justice Minister ever recover?

azurefishnets - Alma & Lynne & Kamila - I will never accept non-Kamila-and-Lynne-sisterhood in the canon ending. Never!! Show me the REAL ending as regards them.

azurefishnets - Cabanela & Chicken Chef - See, I think they'd get along like a house afire. They both have a dramatic bent, so SURELY Cabanela and the owner of Jowd's favorite restaurant can come to an understanding in some way… even if it's via song! (…or a rap battle?!)

azurefishnets - Lynne/Memry - Love the two detective's protegees as rival odd girls with a certain "something" between them. A team-up? A rivalry gone awry? Go ham…er, I mean chicken?

azurefishnets - pet swap AU! Put a pet with a person and let some magic happen. What would have happened if Emma had a Lovey-Dove to help her write? What if Missile was hanging out with Rindge that fateful night? What if Sith had a pet rat instead of his adjutant? Just some of the many possibilities!

azurefishnets - eternal free square for the FFVI AU! https://archiveofourown.org/series/1196335 https://archiveofourown.org/series/1169099 For more information on the one we've already been working on, see the above links, otherwise however you want to experiment!

trash yomiel's body parts being stolen by missile (and sissel)

laughingmango - Cabanela looking stunning in a dress.

laughingmango - Jowd/Alma dynamic if Alma is as much of a weirdo as he is, maybe in a detached way, astonishingly out of touch, ivory tower academic sort of thing

laughingmango - Cabs tutoring Memry. Grounded and Sensible life advice only, ofc ofc

laughingmango - Between “I’m already married”, “that’s a man” and “that’s my best friend” (and/or something else still?), what’s the hardest thing for Jowd as he comes to terms with his attraction to Cabanela?

laughingmango - (art) Cast member(s) of your choice in classic FF job outfits (roughly FF3, 5, T, even 4HoL and/or Bravely Default styles)

laughingmango - Final Fantasy VI AU eternal free square for me as well. Borrowing azurefishnets’ links, https://archiveofourown.org/series/1196335 https://archiveofourown.org/series/1169099 For more information on the one we've already been working on, see the above links, otherwise however you want to experiment!

laughingmango - Jowd/Cabanela Slay the Princess AU, with protagonist Jowd and princess Cabs. How would they embody the (spoiler-free vague gesturing) thingssssss the protagonist and princess stand for? I think their unstoppable force/immovable object dialectic might work very well in this context.

laughingmango - Cast member(s) of your choice, Disco Elysium fusion. Put these people in Revachol or elsewhere in Elysium. If they meet DE characters, please no RCM members other than Harry a/o Kim.

#ghost trick #ghost swap #mod post #that's a lot of prompts! I hope there's something for everyone :)

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monbons · 2 days ago

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Stitchy Sunday Musings

Thanks for the tag @thewholelemon. I also don't really have an update, but I did have a bit of a reflection I wanted to share today that I hope will speak to some of you---and selfishly---also keep me motivated on the days that are hard. So, with that, story time...

Exactly a year ago, I started my doll-stitching journey and the very first set of dolls I ever gifted were mermaids. I was inspired by @iamamythologicalcreature's gorgeous mer-May art.

This first set was entirely hand stitched because I did not have a sewing machine, nor did I think making dolls would become something I actively pursued in any real way. It was just something I did for fun---a way to channel my creative energy when the words wouldn't come while also paying tribute to some of my favorite fics and their authors.

Fast-forward to my newest dolls and the growth is almost unbelievable. You can see aspects of my final style in my very first dolls, but everything about this last set has evolved. This particular set represents just over 24 hours of work (a significant chunk of them on that tail that boasts 600+ hand-sewn sequins). I also experimented with new hair textures and colors, and apparently, I embroider eyebrows now. (As if making the eyes symmetrical wasn't hard enough!)

It may sound like I am boasting. I swear I am not. Instead, I wanted to post this because this is just one year of committing to a thing and working really fucking hard at it. It is also the kind of visible "success" that is so hard to get elsewhere.

When I first started contributing to fandom, it was as a writer. If your primary contribution to fandom is writing, it can be really hard to do a side-by-side comparison like this. As a result, we often rely on measures of growth or success that can be compared: kudos, reblogs, and comments obviously, but also word counts, fics published per year, etc. Honestly? None of those are reliable (and dare I say worthy?) measures of how beautiful a piece of work is, let alone a journey of growth and joy. It isn't to say they don't have their place, but "the numbers" aren't everything...and they can often feel disheartening.

Anyway, I've been feeling really down on myself recently for a whole host of reasons, but a huge contributor is that I've been having so much trouble with writing. For weeks, "the numbers" have haunted me. Not just the public numbers (I've wanted to scream into a pillow about kudos and likes more than once this year), but the private ones (I'm "behind" on words from this same point last year).

And then I took this humble doll offering to a book signing this past week and the author cried tears of joy, which made me cry. Several people in the signing line gasped when they held up my little merman and his love. Several others came up and talked to me about my art and wanted to know more. For the first time in months, I felt really proud of something I had made, and I guess this post is about holding on to that feeling. When I made these dolls, I wasn't trying to meet some external metric or creating for audience consumption. I wasn't even sure I would post my dolls anywhere since this isn't SnowBaz. I was simply making for the joy of it, and that night, which cannot be quantified in likes or comments or numbers of any kind, filled me up in a way I desperately needed.

Anyway, if you are still with me after this long ramble, thank you. Like I said, it was mostly for me. I wanted to remember that the beauty of my work actually can't be measured, no matter how much I try to do so. That I may not always be lucky enough to see the impact on others like I did with these dolls, but that doesn't make the effort any less valuable. And most of all, that none of that is the point. I wanted to make these dolls, I enjoyed making these dolls, and I am getting better at it because making dolls makes me happy. I needed to remember that. And if that was the case for me, I figured someone else might need to remember it too.

It feels weird to tag people in this, but hellos and high-fives from the philosophical doll factory anyway. May your creative endeavors bring you joy today and every day.

@alexalexinii, @argumentativeantitheticalg, @aristocratic-otter, @arthurkko, @artsyunderstudy, @bachusekart, @best--dress, @blackberrysummerblog, @brilla-brilla-estrellita, @bookish-bogwitch, @confused-bi-queer, @cutestkilla, @drowninginships, @emeryhall, @facewithoutheart, @harrie-leithillustration, @hushed-chorus, @iamamythologicalcreature, @ic3que3n, @ileadacharmedlife, @katatsumuli, @larkral, @letraspal, @mooncello, @noblecorgi, @orange-peony, @prettygoododds, @raenestee, @rbkzz, @roomwithanopenfire, @run-for-chamo-miles, @rimeswithpurple, @shrekgogurt, @skeedelvee, @stitchyqueer, @supercutedinosaurs, @talentpiper11, @the-beard-of-edward-teach, @twinkle-twinkle-up-above, @theimpossibledemon, @thewholelemon, @wellbelesbian, @whatevertheweather, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @youarenevertooold, @jyae23, @j-trow-95

#stitch sunday #stitchy reflections #really proud of my growth this year #excited to see where else i take this very niche skill this year. lol.#I just bought 20 lbs of bulk stuffing so I better keep at it!#do it for the joy not the numbers #a monbons dolls

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thesexynarrator · 2 days ago

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Contains mild spoilers

Your ultimate guide to Liam de Lioncourt.

Now let's talk basics, as we all know Liam has a love for art and intelligence. You'll be wanting a good amount of both to steal the heart of this sexy nerd.

STATS:

+10 Smarts

+10 Creativity

10 Minimum in both stats should earn you his normal ending.

If you're still hungry for more Liam has two secret endings diredtly tied to his route.

Initially locked behind RNG, so good luck!

The two endings are TTRPG & Jojo

Each ending has three events.

TTRPG:

You'll know you've triggered the plotline when you encounter Liam GM'ing for a group of non-datable npcs.

“You take a look around the tavern (well Liam describes the people in there) and narrow it down to two people who may know about the black fog..”

Option 1: “The beholder that cleans the tavern's bathrooms. It's clearly Liam's clever way of saying this character “has seen some shit.”

+2 smart, -2 creative

Option 2: “The mysterious-looking purple guy that's “definitely not” Liam's self-insert character. No artist can resist self-inserting.”

+2 Creative, -2 Smart

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“Nah, you're not interested in resorting to violence (yet). How can you convince the villagers to evacuate?”

Option 1: “Just rebrand the evacuation as a pilgrimage. Medieval-types are super into that religious stuff.”

+2 Creative, -2 Bold

Option 2: People are bad at taking any danger they can't see seriously. Give them some danger they can see: UNHINGE JAW. BEES POUR OUT!”

+2 Bold, -2 Creative

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For the final event in a plotline you need to have +10 or more in the coresponeing stat or you will fail the event.

“But he'd never forgive you for hugging him in public. Instead, it's time to defeat Liam – I mean, “Angelor the evil warlock” once and for all!”

Option 1: “If you know anything about Liam, you can get the warlock to join your side by finding a common enemy: people who misuse the word “Literally”

Smarts

Option 2: “Fix this villain the way all evil, sexually-frustrated men get fixed: with a bug-tiddy goth GF.”

Charm

Ending photo;

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Jojo:

Liam discovers a certain anime.

“Still, he's not wrong about you not getting all these Jojo references.. So what can you do to not to be the butt of the joke here?”

Option 1: “Do what you always do when people are discussing an anime yoi don't give a fuck about: disassociate and go to your happy place.”

+2 Fun, -2 Bold

Option 2: “Punch a plate of spaghetti. Since apparently everything is a fuckin’ Jojo reference, this probably is too.”

+2 Bold, -2 Fun

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“Oh, no, Liam considering that idea is proof he's going down a dangerous rabbit hole. Help Liam avoid the pitfalls of confusing lore!”

Option 1: “You've gone down one or two rabbit holes yourself, and you've learned the best way to avoid getting stuck. Cover Liam in Lube.”

+2 Fun, -2 Bold

Option 2: “Brainrot happens when you think TOO MUCH about something. Hit Liam with a shovel every forty minutes so he cannot think properly at all.”

+2 Bold, -2 Fun

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“We need to break him free from. the brainrot!”

For the final event in a plotline you need to have +10 or more in the coresponeing stat or you will fail the event.

Option 1: “Remind Liam of his pre-brainrot days, when he occupied his days with simpler pleasures, like drawing two beautiful men practicing sweaty glorious sex. Dosen’the miss that?”

Boldness

Option 2: “Liam's too far gone. Just smile and nod while you silently call 911.”

Smart

Ending photo;

For a guide to LIAM PROM, refer to this post.

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alexsl-universe · 1 day ago

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My masterpiece

Summary: Bucky is gorgeous, even with everything he's been through, he's still the most beautiful person you've ever met, and you think some colors would just make him more handsome, why not do that?

Word Count: 2.748

Bucky x Artist!Reader

Warnings: Trauma mention, slightly mentions of wounds, fluff, love for Bucky (If i miss anything please tell me)

A/N: Hello, this is my first time posting a fic, I was inspired by this post, I haven't written in almost a month, but @buckys-arm-and-rios-dagger reblogged it and I felt a spark to write again, so here it is, I hope you like it, also, English is not my first language, so let me know if there are any mistakes, have fun :)

It was a quiet evening, Bucky was in a day off with you, both decided that just chill and rest at home was the best to do, at some point you play with his arm drawing patterns with your finger, and then you got an idea

“Baby, can I draw in your arm?” you say looking to him as he reads some book, he stops and look at you

“Why?” he asks a bit confused

“I’m bored and you have huge arms and so much space to draw on” you say looking at him caressing his arm

“If makes you happy go ahead” he says kissing your forehead and go back at his book

You smile and go grab some of your makeup and sit next to him thinking in which arm you’re going to start with, you look and wander what to do, you decide to start with his left arm, so you start outlining some patterns and coloring with diverse colors, blending them to make it more cute, he takes a moment to look at you and see what you’re doing

“Is this a that new one you bought?” he asks looking at you and moving his arm

“Shh don’t move” you say grabbing his arm and letting it stay still

He do what you say and keep still while you do your art, grabbing some golden eye shadow and highlights making his golden parts get more highlighted, when you finish it's very pretty, but his other arm looks in need of some colors too, so I go to the other side

"I will draw in this arm too, can you hold the book with the other hand please?"

You say looking at Bucky grabbing his attention again

"Sure doll, have fun" he says and changed the hand he is holding the book

You kiss him and begin to draw various patterns and things, like a small shield of Captain America, a heart with yours and his initials, some flowers, a mini Sam with red wing and a mini Steve looking amused to how big Bucky is, you also draw a small version of you kissing his neck, that tickles him a bit.

"Stay still just a bit more, I'm almost finishing here"

You say doing the line art.

"It tickles doll, but I will try my best"

He says holding a laugh a bit

When you finish his right arm was very colorful, some very pretty arts and funny things you did to him, you smile and lean back in the couch

"I'm done, what do you think?"

You say looking at Bucky

He close the book and put it in the arm of the couch and look at his arms, he smiles seeing every pretty you did, he loves every detail in both of his arms

"I love it doll, but I can't see what you draw on my neck, take a picture so I can see it, and also take pics of everything you draw on me, it deserves to be kept as a memory"

He says smiling to you

You smile back and take a first pic of the drawing on his neck, with the perfect angle and him smiling

"What do you think?" You say showing the picture to him and he laughs a bit

"Loved, i should tattoo this one, i love it more than the others" he says and kisses you

You make out on the couch for a bit, Bucky got a bit sad that some of the drawings smudged but you assure him that it's okay, you can draw more later.

On another day it’s really hot day and he is wearing shorts, something that grabs your attention to his beautiful legs, your mind go straight back to the day you draw on him and you got more desire to do so again. You two are watching some show on the TV, you do the same and start to draw patterns with your finger on his leg before you ask him.

“Baby, can I draw on you again? Your legs look so good to draw on” you say looking at him and pounding to him

“You want to do it again?” he asks looking at you and you nod to him “Go ahead and have fun baby” he says and grab your face and kiss you

You smile kissing him and went to grab your makeup again but remembered that it smudged, so you go and grab some Crayola markers and sit next to him

"This won't smudge easily, only if you put water on it"

He looks at you and just nod and go back at watching the show, you start drawing some simple things, flowers, dome doodles, and you decide to draw a small version of you laid on his thigh like you were in a big comfort carpet saying "Remember i love you and you're amazing" on as speech bubble, you draw some Steve and Sam laid on the other leg having a "chat"

"It's comfy but i don't want to stay here when he gets naked" Sam said

"I don't want to be in here when they start to make out, that would be too much to handle" Steve said to him

You keep doodling in his leg and when he notice the drawings on his leg he laughs

"I don't think I want them in there either" he says looking at you smiling

"We can wash them away later" you say sitting on the floor painting a wakanda cloth pattern he has on his calf

"It's for the best, the only one that can see you naked it's me" he says caressing your face as you look at him

"Or... we can give them quite of a show" you say smirking maliciously, and he does the same and grab your face and start to kiss you

You two make out on the floor of the living room, and later in the bed, and also later in the shower, and only there you realized the drawings aren't coming off, at least not all of them, some parts are and others don't, so when both of you finish bathing you go look if you grab the wrong markers.

"Oh fuck" you say realizing what you did

"What happen doll?" Bucky says getting out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped on his waist

"Hmm, I have bad news" you say a bit shy and he looks confused at you "I maybe have used some permanent markers on you"

"Okay i don't think is a problem, i can wash them away later right?" He says and you press your lips together "I will be able to watch them away right doll?" He ask and bit anxious now

"Yes, but not in one bath, it takes a few baths to wash them away completely" you say to him a bit shy

He looks at you a bit anxious, but starts to laugh

"I think we will give them more then one show" Bucky says still laughing and you laugh with him

It took almost a week for the drawings to fade away, and it was funny to see Steve and Sam slowly fade away in his leg

One night Bucky arrives tired from a mission, it was a bit complicated one, he takes a bath and laid down in bed tired

"Baby can I give you a massage? I think will help you to relax" you say worried by Bucky tiredness

"Sure doll, but having you by my side already relaxes me" he says smiling with tired eyes

"Turn on your tummy and let me relax you more" you say kissing him and going grab a lotion to help with the massage.

You get on his back and start to massage his back, feeling him relax more and more, you get him totally relaxed when an idea comes in your head, you have some gouache that you’re sure it goes away quickly, so you finish his massage and go closer to his face to ask

"Can I paint on your back? I promise this time it will go away in the first bath" you say and he open just a little bit his eyes

"Sure doll, have fun" he says to you and close his eyes again, you kiss his cheek and go grab the material you will need

You grab some paint brushes and the paint and stare at his back thinking what to do.

After some time you decide to do the starry night of Van Gogh, but making in a way his arm are part of the painting.

You start the firsts paint strokes with some blue shades, putting some on his metal arm and shoulder, you also decided to make some of the yellow parts with golden paint, to also give more relation with arm, slowly it begin to turn more and more look alike with the reference, you even lost track of the time.

When you finish Bucky is already in a deep sleep, he is in such a peaceful sleep you decide to not wake him up, you take a picture of him sleeping and the art you made on his back, you stand in the bed to capture perfectly all of his beauty and the beauty of the art you did, you’re proud to relax him and happy for making such a masterpiece.

You put away the paint and brushes and go to sleep next to him, he embraces you as always, every night he hugs you until both of you are sleeping, it's like an instinct now, he feels you come close and grab you to his side so both of you sleep in peace.

On the next day Bucky wakes up first, he goes to the bathroom and don't notice the art on his back, only when he goes take a bath some blue and golden colors appears on the floor, he got a bit scared, he still a bit sleepy, he sees if it's the shower but nothing in there, he sees his arm, but none gold had fell, he puts is hand on his back and feel the paint, he got relieved that nothing had happened to him.

He takes a shower and tries to take the paint away from his back, only in the end to realize maybe you haven't took a picture, you love to take pictures of your art, and he knows that, so as he thinks in a way to undo what he did, maybe remake himself maybe? No, it would be easier to go back in time, Steve did so why can't he?

Suddenly you appear in the bathroom, he freezes for a moment, not knowing what to do

"Good morning handsome" you say still sleepy going to the toilet

"Good morning doll, had a good sleep?" Bucky asks a bit shy and afraid to tell you what he did

"Amazing as always my love" you say to him sitting in the toilet "And you? You got pretty tired yesterday"

"Amazing, the massage you gave me relaxed me so much" he says looking at the shower floor that got tons of gold and blue spots on

"I saw, you slept in such a cute way I didn't want to bother you, but you know your arms still the best place to sleep" you say smiling to him "And you got a chance to look at the painting i did in you?" You ask cleaning yourself, Bucky freezes again, how can he tell you?

"About that..." he says, he don't want to hurt you, but he knows that if he hides will be worse "I take a shower and erase it all, sorry" he says sad

"Oh no problem I took a picture of it" you say washing your hands and Bucky sights relieved he didn't ruin your artwork, and you look at him confused

"I thought I had ruined and you didn't took any pictures, I was so afraid of hurting you" he says to you

"Oh honey, don't be afraid to tell me, I understand it, I won't get sad about it" you said after drying your hands and holding his face "I love you no matter what" you say and kiss him

He kisses you back holding you close to his body, holding you like the most precious thing in the hole world

"I love you too doll" he says while hugging you

When you're trying to get some inspiration you went to look at something on your phone, but nothing is giving you the creativity spark you need, until you see your lock screen.

It's the picture of Bucky with the Van Gogh painting on his back, the golds of the paint and his arm sparkling perfectly, that's it! That is the spark you needed, and you go and plan everything you will need, and name it "Project Masterpiece Kintsugi".

You tell Bucky you plan, how he is perfect to be in the arts, how he is the main spark of inspiration to do this project, he loves and accepts to be part of it.

So the preparation begins, you buy the golden paint, sketches how it will be, how you're going to picture it all, how everyone will be edited and displayed, how each part is crucial and needs to fit perfectly to work.

And after a while everything is ready, many bottles of golden paint had been emptied and some paint brushes got a bit stiff, but your masterpiece is ready, but it isn't just your, is Bucky's and many others masterpieces.

You made various pictures of persons with golden marks on them, representing pieces they lost and were replaced, or that were broken and glued back together, and the main picture is about Bucky.

He is sitting in a stool with a white background behind him, he is being covered by only a silk cloth on his intimate parts, and many golden marks on him, some straight others crooked, some big and small, in many ways, all coming from his arm as a starting point.

It's the poster of the exhibition, with the name of "Masterpiece Kintsugi: perfect as I am", you got this space with the help of a friend who also loved the idea, it has many pictures of different peoples and the ways they're broken or lost something.

A few of your favorites are of a lady who had breast cancer, her wound was covered in golden paint and flowing to her chest and arms. Another is of a person who lost their leg due a traffic accident, the person is using a golden prosthetic leg with some flowing up his leg. Other is about an old lady who had lost her husband and two sons though her life, she was wearing a silk cloth just like Bucky but exposing her belly, you draw a golden spiral in there that went to her chest, neck and face, she is in her 80's, she is one that has so many golden lines, she had seeing many things, and told you many history’s about her life, and you listened and wrote them all, every picture have a small note about theirs losses, and some even has some audio of the person telling their story and how they found happiness after all that, also having a picture of you, actually two.

One was you just alone, some golden coming from your head, some from your heart, some from your arms, you always had trouble finding yourself, and life had not being easy on you, and on yout note says "I was lost, I didn't think I could find happiness, but something changed..." and the next picture is one of you and Bucky holding hands

You're looking at each other and smiling, his golden marks and yours almost connecting, and the note in this one says "I found everything i needed with him, he healed me and I healed him, we found perfection in each other, 愛してるよ Bucky"

At the begging of the exhibition has a description of what Kintsugi means, and now at the end has another explaining it again and what the last words in the previous note says, it means “i love you” and is not commonly used, only spoken between married couples in very serious and sentimental moments, for last has your and every person who participated signature on it too.

I hope you liked it :)

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