#I may do art dumps once in a while

[batboyblog]

Copy Right and Public Domain in 2025!

It's January 1st 2025 which means it's my favorite unsung holiday! Public Domain Day! This is the day once a year when, in the US, copyrights expire and things enter the public domain, meaning they belong to everyone! even you, Steve!

American copyright for books, movies, art work, and musical compositions (but not recordings, more on that later) runs for 95 years (way too long!) so today works published in 1929 join us in the public domain.

So whats free? so glad you asked.

Popeye the Sailor Man

Many people assume Popeye originated as a cartoon character but thats not true, he comes from a comic strip. The strip was called Thimble Theatre and Popeye was something of a late addition. Thimble Theatre was first published in 1919, so Popeye's girlfriend Olive Oyl has been in the public domain since before the big 20 year copyright freeze of 1998-2019. Popeye first appeared as a minor character 10 years into the strip's run but was so popular he soon took over and the strip would be renamed Popeye less than 5 years later. Now as always whats public is only what appears in 1929, later developments, remain copyrighted. Such as, while Popeye always had super strength its not till 1932 his superpowers were tied to eating spinach, and Olive Oyl originally had a different boyfriend named Ham Gravy, who she dumped for Popeye when he became the main character. It looks like Popeye is following tradition for famous now public domain characters and getting a quicky horror movie this year.

Tintin!

This is personally very exciting as someone who grew up with the Belgian boy detective. Like Popeye I expect a lot of people don't know that Tintin started off as a weekly comic strip. Indeed Tintin appeared as a part of a weekly youth supplement in the Catholic newspaper The Twentieth Century. Any ways, Tintin was first published in there in January 1929, and soon would start what would become the first Tintin story, Tintin in the Land of the Soviets. Now only part of Tintin in the Land of the Soviets was published in 1929, the story line wrapped up in May 1930, so only those 1929 stories and what appears in them is free and clear and Tintin was published in black and white not color. Tintin's author Hergé had no idea what he was doing and was really learning on the job so In The Land of the Soviets is generally seen as his weakest outing and the only one he never opted to redraw in later years. Even so it's nice to see the character free in the world. No word on if Tintin will star in a horror movie.

Buck Rogers (but not really)

The original futuristic space man was published, again a comic strip, in 1929 which means he should enter the public domain today, but he won't. That's because he already is public domain! Before the Copyright Act of 1976 copyright was 28 years with the option to renew for another 28 years. The copyright on the original comic strips was not renewed so ran out at the end of 28 years, 1958. So Buck Rogers has been free and clear for close to 70 years now, whatever you hear about him today.

What else?

Famously last year Mickey Mouse entered the public domain, but all the entered public domain was one (maybe two) animated short, Steamboat Willie. Well this year a dozen Mickey Mouse animated shorts enter the public domain, including the first time Mickey has his iconic white gloves, and the first time Mickey speaks (the first thing Mickey Mouse ever says, voiced by Walt Disney himself, is "Hot dogs! Hot dogs!" in case you were wondering) This will give creators much more to work with if they want to use Mickey in their works which is exciting.

Speaking of Walt Disney, The Skeleton Dance is entering public domain, you likely don't know the title but I suspect you've seen at least part of it at some point

so look for this showing up on TVs in the backgrounds of films and TV shows in the next year or so

Books

The iconic novels of World War I, Ernest Hemingway's A Farewell to Arms and Erich Maria Remarque's All Quiet on the Western Front enter public domain. In fact All Quiet on the Western Front entered public domain last year, but only in the original German, the 1929 translation by Arthur Wesley Wheen is whats entered the public domain now. John Steinbeck's first novel, Cup of Gold, William Faulkner's The Sound and the Fury, Virginia Woolf's A Room of One's Own, and Agatha Christie's Seven Dials Mystery (always get an Agatha Christie novel on this list for the rest of our lives). Dashiell Hammett published both Red Harvest and The Maltese Falcon, later made into one of the greatest films of all time, in 1929. Future children's book author E. B. White (who's go on to write Charlotte's Web and Stuart Little) and future New Yorker cartoonist and humorist James Thurber teamed up to write the delightfully titled Is Sex Necessary? Or, Why You Feel the Way You Do a book of spoof essays making fun of popular books on Freudian sexual theories at the time. The Roman Hat Mystery the first of the long running Ellery Queen mysteries was published, Queen would keep publishing mysteries into the 1970s (and Ellery Queen was a pen name for two people). Richard Hughes' A High Wind in Jamaica and Oliver La Farge's Laughing Boy also came out in 1929 and are in the public domain now. There's much else but those are the highlights sorry if I missed your favorite 1929 novel.

Movies

Alfred Hitchcock and Cecil B. DeMille's first movies with sound, Blackmail and Dynamite respectively, came out in 1929. Marx Brothers' first feature film The Cocoanuts joins the public domain. Other comedy land marks are Harold Lloyd's first sound film, Welcome Danger and Buster Keaton's last silent film, Spite Marriage (which Keaton also directed). John Ford's first sound film, The Black Watch, which also is 21 year old John Wayne's first appearance in a film, as an uncredited extra, he worked in the art department. Hallelujah the first studio film to have an all black cast came out that year. Also worth noting is The Hollywood Revue of 1929 a singing and dancing review, one of the earliest and the movie that popularized the song Singin’ in the Rain, maybe the first time a movie made a song a hit.

Musical compositions

musical compositions, ie the lyrics and musical notations you might see on sheet music are governed by the 1976 Copyright Act, and music written in 1929 is public domain. Music recordings are governed by a whole different law (we'll get there). Songs written in 1929 include Singin’ in the Rain by Arthur Freed & Nacio Herb Brown, Ain’t Misbehavin’ and Black and Blue by the legendary Fats Waller, What Is This Thing Called Love? by Cole Porter, Tiptoe Through the Tulips by Alfred Dubin, You Were Meant for Me by Arthur Freed & Nacio Herb Brown, and also Happy Days Are Here Again by Jack Yellen which would become FDR's campaign theme song in 1932.

Art!

a number of pieces by Salvador Dalí including:

Illumined Pleasures

The Accommodations of Desire

The Great Masturbator

are entering the public domain as is René Magritte’s The Treachery of Images.

Art is hard because while movies and books are clearly "published" and put on sale, what counts as "published" for a piece of art? the law is not totally sure.

Musical Recordings

as I promised, we got here. Till 2017 there were no federal laws governing the copyright of music recordings before the 1970s, it was governed by a confusing patchwork of state laws and it was not totally clear what was or was not free and clear even from the very earliest recordings ever. Now the term of a music recording's copyright is set at 100 years (way too long) so music recorded in 1924 is now public domain such as. Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen by Marian Anderson, Everybody Loves My Baby (But My Baby Don’t Love Nobody But Me) by Louis Armstrong, California Here I Come by Al Jolson, Rhapsody in Blue by George Gershwin, Shreveport Stomp by Jelly Roll Morton, Mama’s Gone, Good Bye by Ray Miller, and It Had To Be You by Marion Harris. Now many recordings a lot less famous can finally be preserved and digitized to save them for the next 100 years. Many abandoned works are literally rotting away since without the copyright holder's permission digitizing a work isn't legal.

[kozachenko]

Well since I'm alive again I might as well post some of the art I did during my hiatus, and since I was talking about Keiki in my last post I might as well start with this piece here that I did of her. (click for better resolution)

Artist's Notes;

Ok so I remember having the idea for this a while back and wanted to try going for a very monochromatic palette. I also wanted to generally keep the background very minimal, mainly so the lighting and Keiki herself can stand out.

As for Keiki herself, I mainly stayed on-model with her design... minue the glowing hair, which, I'll get to that in a moment, but yeah I mainly just wanted to focus on making the pose readable. As for the flame hair, I mainly did this because I thought the potential lighting scenario it could make would be fun to play around with. I also wanted to try out rendering flame again and I think the lighting around Keiki's face is my favourite part of the piece.

I applied this technique with flame rendering to the human spirits near the bottom of the piece. I used the lighter parts of the flames to represent some vague skeletal structures, and their faces are inspired by a Salvador Dali piece (it was called something like "Flaming Giraffe" idk) but that's where the surrealism inspiration ends.

Don't worry though, I do have some art of Keiki that I did a little after this piece where I make her look weird. This piece was before I made some changes in my stylization, so I consider this the last of an era of my style. This is also before I found a new way to render hair, which you'll see soon, don't worry, I plan on just dumping all of my art I did up until this point and then going into hibernation again.

Speaking of, I might as well set some expectations for my posting schedule right now. Due to life keeping me busy, as well as my mental health and enjoyment of art, I won't be posting every time I finish a new piece. I started to enjoy drawing so much more again during my impromptu hiatus, and I want to keep enjoying that feeling for as long as I can. If I post stuff any sooner or later, it'll probably just be dependent on my mood that day, so expect me to kinda just spawn in out of nowhere every now and then.

Now then, I will once again pray to whoever is up there that Keiki will do something in Touhou 20 because I am still holding out hope she will appear again. Like, she was made as an allegory for AI and robots and considering today's world she would be perfect to bring back for this. Please, Zun, just bring her back and develop her character more, us Keiki fans only have Touhou 17 and that's it, she never appeared again, and you set her up like she may come back so please just let her return or do something at the very least please-

[micahulrichdraws]

i was saving up for a tattoo but ur answer to that ask where u mention the stuff that goes into ink made me go down a rabbit hole and now i think i wont be getting a tattoo until ink is regulated... aside from the ink being full of stuff i know im allergic to my family is very cancer prone and im reading that tattoo ink may have a correlation with increased skin cancer risk. i feel like this should be talked about more. feeling sad about it but im glad u mentioned something about it otherwise i wouldnt have known

Yeah, as someone who's allergic to everything, has eczema, and a family history of cancer, I feel that. If you have a good artist whom is open to using inks that are either carcinogen-free or at least better tolerated it's not the end of the world, and I never want to discourage someone from doing something they want to do, especially art-related! That being said, I had some similar asks so I'm gonna use yours as a quick info-dump, so I apologize in advance!

I do want to be VERY clear: this is NOT a 'tattoos bad' wall of text, it's a 'art good but hold businesses and individuals accountable because right now everything is a trust system' wall of text. Everyone I know and love has tattoos, I just happen to be an artist who was pulled into the industry fairly out-of-the-blue 8 years ago, and have gotten to learn the intimate ins-and-outs of it because of that. This isn't ragebait, and it is strictly my reasons as to why I feel that the industry could benefit from some regulation and standardized education now that it is a very, very mainstream industry that the majority of individuals in my age range engage with but aren't privy to the details on. If you love tattoos, great! If you don't love tattoos, great! If you're an experienced professional in the industry, this is all stuff you've probably bounced off of once or twice, and can understand why it's frustrating.

The tattoo industry sorta has had one foot in the super lax, counterculture boat while also having the other one solidly in the corporate, capitalist yacht. While the studies that come out of the industry relating cancer risk to the ink content always stick strictly to skin cancer risk being 'negligible', it's important to note that the ink isn't going into your skin - it's going into the fatty tissue below the skin. The ink breaks down in that tissue over time, and gets filtered out by your body - the contents of the ink aren't on the top of the skin, they're being filtered through your other organs or pushed up to your skin. (I know this is an ultra-super-simplified version of what happens, but I don't want to give everyone a migraine with details.) I work with a ton of inks, paints, and pigments, and the pigments that are used in some inks aren't stuff I'd willingly handle with my bare hands, but I'm paranoid about that stuff. However,I absolutely wouldn't eat any of the pigments that are used in the creation of the ink used for tattoos, and none of it is stuff that I'd want in my liver or kidneys. I have a parent who's had cancer for 10+ years, so it's a pet topic of mine that I've had the opportunity to discuss with professionals whom work in the industry. The few times I've gotten to chat about inks used in tattoos, the response is the same as the public PR team's response. The standard on-record response is to cite skin cancer risks, and when asked about other types of cancer, specifically liver/kidney/reproductive, often it is deflected to some version of 'our customers are risk takers who live life on the edge, and don't conform to societal norms, and that demographic always has a higher rate of cancer.' The reality is that they intentionally don't test for that, because best case is the optics that they were selling something that they weren't that confident in, and the worst case response is a wall of lawsuits. Obviously, all that sounds ominous and shit, and while I doubt there's anything massive hidden there, my problem is that the corporate side regulates itself, which in the history of everything has never ended in ethical decisions and only ones that increase profit margins. When pressured, however, companies will lean into the 'it's tattoos man, don't be a downer' - but these are large, industrial corporations, not the dude down the street making art out of their garage. They have the money to test their own products and choose not to.

The other half of the problem is that foot in the pseudo-counterculture, lax, independent artist culture. There's no barriers to entry, minimal qualifications required, and so you can have people who have no business putting permanent ink on folks doing just that, en masse. Tattoos became a major fashion thing in the last 10 years, so we saw an explosion of tattoo studios with literally no experience in the industry kicking out tattoos. These same folks don't have experience in the arts (in a lot of cases) so they'll lift someone else's work as theirs to get a sale, which leads to someone having a design that may be associated with a group they do not wish to be associated with (IE: ultra-nationalist found out that his reaper design was from some ACAB shit I made, and he was not thrilled, even though I thought it was hilarious.) Additionally, a lot of the more questionable studios engage in super controversial sales tactics pressuring clients to move forward on projects when they aren't 100% comfortable (ie: you don't get to see the tattoo until you're in the chair, strictly to save time as to maximize profit on a permanent work of art, and to avoid your client changing their mind.) Back when I was starting out, a lot of the freelance work I received was coming up with designs to help fix those botched jobs, while sending folks to a credible artist, so I had the unfortunate experience of hearing every nightmare story ever. However, like any market that was opening up to big mainstream cashflow, the market ended up flooded so the skill of the average tattoo artist fell like a brick. Only in the last 6 months has the bubble popped with a ton of studios have had trouble staying afloat because the industry reached critical mass. I literally have more options in tattoo studio within a 10 block radius than grocery stores. Mind you, I'm talking about the large group of studios that engage with these practices, and that does in no way mean that I am specifically talking about your studio or your artist. If you work in the industry, you know the folks I'm talking about, and I'm so sorry they make your job so much harder.

This all comes together into a major shitstorm: under-qualified individuals offering a subpar product driving down prices, shoving out the actual qualified professionals, while operating in a legal gray area. Combined with the industrial ink companies that aren't keen on giving straight answers about the contents of their product leaves the entire industry in an absolutely dogwater spot, getting the worst of both worlds. This is not touching on the disgusting potential abuse of power that some individuals choose to take advantage of within these situations. With literally any small amount of regulation, the entire art form would be infinitely easier to get for individuals without having to do a background check on the entire operation. I hope that answers some questions, and I apologize for any typos in my incomprehensible wall of text!

[redsrooftopprincess]

Good morning!

I just stumbled across your blog and I absolutely love it 🥰 there aren't enough Bayverse fics or writers out there anymore! Thank you for keeping it alive.

I was just wondering if you still write and if you do, could I please please pretty please request a fic? It's purely self indulging. Something where the reader looks/acts like a human version of the turtle bros? (Totally coming from the fact that like Donnie from 2k12, I have gap teeth, reddy-brown eyes, and I'm a huge biology nerd and I giggle at the idea of the turtles coming face to face humans who look/act/have interests just like them.) Could totally see Donnie going straight to parallel universe theories.

Anyways, thank you so much, you're amazing 🥰❤️❣️

Hello anon! I hope this is akin to what you were looking for. 😅

Here are some of my headcanons for a doppelganger reader.

TWINSIES!!!

Leo

Relationship Level: Healthy Competition

Finally. A worthy opponent. Fighting Leonardo is like fighting a mirror. Both of you use this time to sharpen your skills, work out problems, or just process the frustrations of the day. Equally matched, the victor of the sparring session is usually the one who can make the other "lose focus." 

Balance is the foundation of your relationship. As much fun as sparring is, (you've made shit talking into an art form), boy does this boy know how to relax. Expect marathon meditation sessions, trading full body massages, and, as equally balanced as the two of you are, the most mind-blowing tantric sex, possibly on the planet. 

Raph

Relationship Level: Spotter

Raph, I think, is the only one that wouldn't consider you as a romantic partner. I, personally, feel he's in need of a soft landing, and a bizarro version of him is NOT that. But that's not to say your relationship isn't intimate. As any Gym Rats can tell you, good work out buddies are equal parts coach, therapist, and best friend. They're there to hype you up when you need it, and beat your ass when you need that, too. They're the ones you talk to when you can't go to your partner, because your partner is the one you're complaining about.

ALL. THE. GYM. TIME. You guys should basically move your beds down to the weight room, you live there anyway. On fight nights, the two of you own the big screen TV, and Gods help the poor dumb bastard who tries to cut in, especially during a prize fight. LOUD. You are LOUD. Honestly, you may as well be at the fight in person, the way your roars of triumph and defeat assault the concrete walls, as well as everyone's ears. Splinter likes the two of you hanging out, so he lets it slide, most nights.

Don 

Relationship Level: Lab Partner

Neither of you would be able to let it go. Why? How are you this similar? Statistically, the chances of someone being such an extreme parallel were astronomical, but meeting them??? You'd hit the lab and no one would see you for nearly a week. You'd been doing "research," into exactly how alike your are. 

Autistic hyper nerd mode ENGAGE. Parallel Play All Day Every Day. Sometimes you wouldn't speak for days, despite working within ten feet of each other, other times you'd be info dumping about your latest hyperfixation. Pray these moods link up, because overwhelm will be a problem. Splinter has to implement a rule that the two of you have to leave the lab at least once a day for at least 10 minutes (not counting patrol or the other necessary things), wherein you must eat something and drink an entire glass of water. This rule was put in place after the third time one of the boys found the two of you passed out in the lab from dehydration. 

(A/N: while writing this paragraph I actually remembered that I hadn't eaten anything besides popcorn and some sweetarts in about 16 hours. Oops. 😅)

Mikey

Relationship Level: Besties

You know how, when you bring a six-year-old to the playground, they meet another kid and suddenly they are BEST FRIENDS FOR LIFE WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE CAN'T GO BACK TO THEIR HOUSE FOR DINNER AFTER KNOWING THEM A WHOLE 20 MINUTES??? 

That.

Expect to know these pipes like the back of your hand. You will know the best places to skate, the best places to smoke, and the best places to get up to... other things. Pop culture is your jam, and he knows his way in and out of the AMC at Rockefeller Center, so expect to get gussied up and attend any and every movie premier your heart desires. Fun is the foundation of your relationship and you take it very seriously. Play time is sacred, and "play time" is, too.

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[brightgoat]

Hey hi! I’ve been an avid follower of yours for awhile for your Pucci art but, this green child au has me hooked more and more lately! Your art is stunning by the way, thank you for posting!! The final metamorphosis panel has me excited for the next installment you share ngl.

Anyways, I was wondering if I could ask a few things about it? Specifically, what has happened after O-moon came into the picture, and the buildup to part 13 and 14? Of course if you wish to keep things vague or don’t know, there’s no need to answer! I’m just curious.

When did Jotaro get alerted to the incident and decided to finally come around? Did he encounter Pucci first or Jolyne? After the revelations that O-moon revealed to Jolyne, how did her perceptions of her father and Pucci shift? Did Jolyne ever figure out what Pucci was most likely about to do to FF while they were cornered by him? Have you thought about how Weather Report factors into this AU at all (since he’s probably in prison at this point)?

Sorry for the bombardment, and again no pressure to answer these if you don’t wish to!

- Kimera

Greetings! Thank you very much for the compliment, hope the payoff to that comic was satisfying haha

So, I wanna keep things vague with this AU, telling the main story beats through images and short comics- not only cuz I like it that way but also cuz... I haven't decided a lot of the details hahaha-

Answering this via lore dump, hope you like reading, this can be just one of many ways it could've happened:

I imagined that while Pucci and Jolyne were out getting souls, Jotaro was studying whatever is left of Dio's followers, and eventually tracks down Pucci, and travels to the US. Perhaps he finds out Pucci has been tutoring Jolyne from Jolyne's mum (who knows maybe they reconnected).

Oh and yes, Jolyne's mum knows abt Pucci, but of course not who he really is.

During this, Jolyne has awakened the Green Baby and fused with it. Jotaro may even sense that something is wrong through their family psychic bond thing.

Jotaro, realizing Pucci is a step ahead of him by already taking in his own daughter, tracks Pucci down to the church and confronts him there, sparing no time and going straight to beating answers out of him, where's Jolyne, what happened to her, what's your plan etc.

I had this thought, that once Jolyne fuses with the green baby, she inherits a bit of Dio's knowledge, and it helps her realise she's been getting used by Pucci all along. Not only that, she inherits the will to go to Heaven, and it drives her to complete the plan, she's strung along by fate now.

Now obviously she feels betrayed by Pucci, but still sympathetic to him, and rescues him from Jotaro. She's conflicted, she's angry, the only reason both Pucci and Jotaro reached out was because of some bigger-than-her plot, and not because of herself. She doesn't know how much of what Pucci gave her was genuine or because of her use to him.

(had this idea for a scene that right after Jolyne rescues Pucci, all three of them are still in church and Pucci realises she's transformed, he yells for her to stay still so he can get Whitesnake to take whatever's inside her out, but as soon as Whitesnake reaches out, a hand bursts out, he thinks it's Stone Free and suddenly JUMPSCARE O-Moon jumps out at him and the reversed-gravity throws everyone away from her-)

The only friend she has left is FF, and yes she finds out what Pucci did to them, furthering her anger. So she drags FF along with her, they are eachothers' only allies here, and although FF doesn't fully understand what's happening to Jolyne, they'll stay by her side (cue the uhhhh 'oh jolyne gave me so many memories and memories make up my intellect so i owe her yadda yadda-')

Aaaaand as for Weather, yeah mf's still in prison lmao I haven't thought too much about him. I wanted this to focus on Jolyne and Pucci, though if I did turn this AU into an entire actual story, Weather would probably come up at some point. God knows how though lmao-

[novantinuum]

Reformation ref sheet for an AU Steven (named "Astra") who's been invading my brain since like,, April. It's VERY wide, apologies. There's a lot going on here because this man is incredibly old and has poofed way too many times for varying reasons. (See This post for how I headcanon that Steven can poof and still be considered a hybrid being.)

While I will not talk in huge length about certain aspects of his AU on this blog due to some of it involving strong NSFW themes, there is a ridiculous amount of other lore I've developed over time for Astra, and I love him to death. He is my sad, lonely mans who I metaphorically hurl against the wall like a sticky hand when I need to feel something.

This version of Steven will likely never have any kind of full ass fic or comic made about him. Despite that, I do enjoy sharing some art and fun character lore for him from time to time. So, I might as well finally give followers like... literally ANY context for him. I've had this ref sheet for a while and just have never gotten around to throwing it on here, LOL.

Ridiculously long dump about my guy under the cut.

Subnote, this was supposed to be a quick post but I can't help myself and wrote you a fucking BOOK under the cut because I love my guy so much UWU

(Content warning I guess for like, extremely vague mentions of Steven/Steven later on.)

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The huge tl;dr of Astra is as follows: he's a version of Steven who exists for SO long that he basically transforms into something of an ancient, lonely god.

He's outlived every single person he once knew as a child, and so as a result is starved for affection. At the same time, being vulnerable is the absolute scariest thing for him and he's really shit at navigating relationships, F.

The guy is THE most powerful living creature in his entire universe by the end, and yet remains a soft-spoken, (generally) benevolent soul. He dedicates himself to acting as caretaker for the vast, populous world he exists within, and to maintain the continuing legacy of Gemkind. A big discovery that occurs in this AU is that Gems are in fact susceptible to entropy over the span of millions of years and will eventually fall "inert," (but not him because of weird hybrid biology stuff he honestly sees as more of a curse than a blessing) so a huge plotline early on in Astra's lifespan is trying to either find a "cure" for this issue or to develop a means by which new generations of Gems can be created without the reinstatement of Kindergartens so Gemkind doesn't overtly go extinct.

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But, to start... this Steven diverges off a point in canon- this is the timeline where he actually takes up the Diamonds on their offer of the throne in the movie, believing he may have a better chance of heralding true societal change working from the INSIDE rather than stepping away. Because he pours himself so thoroughly into his role on Homeworld and his mind is continuously occupied by this purpose, he never experiences the events SU: Future, nor does he develop his "pink mode" (yet...) or corrupt at all.

However, he's also so engrossed in his work that he's... kind of a shit boyfriend to Connie as years go on. (In that he's not terribly attentive... always super busy... their visits are often cut short, or few and far between.) Their relationship never really goes anywhere as a result, though Connie wants it to. To be fair so does Steven, but he's so scared that everything he's worked so hard to organize and set up in this new era will fall apart if he steps aside from his role for even a moment that he can't allow himself to follow that want.

At some point here he learns he can poof through a complete freak accident, and that's where things really begin to change in this timeline.

It takes a good few months for him to reform, but once he does he's back at it with all his work on Homeworld pretty quick.

The thing is... he doesn't have an innate physical need to eat or drink or sleep anymore, because he now consists of entirely hard light. It mimics human biology to an insane degree, so he COULD do all those things, but he doesn't need them to persist. So... he kinda takes this as an excuse to cut those activities out of his schedule entirely so he can spend more time focused on his duties as a diamond.

Connie is NOT a fan of this, and this leads to some debate and tension within their relationship. That being said, they remain an item...

Up until out of nowhere, Connie dies in an accident on Earth while Steven is off planet in a place where he doesn't have any contact with them for a few days. By the time the Gems are able to get in touch with him, it's far too late to resurrect her.

The kicker? In the autopsy it's discovered that she was a few weeks pregnant when she died.

Steven is emotionally gutted by this... and the thought of what could have been... and poofs.

The guy is understandably destroyed when he comes back in his next form, and his form reflects that- his gem flips as a sort of metaphorical severing from his own humanity.

He spends a long while in a deep depression at the loss of his childhood sweetheart... at the loss of any potential for (as far as he sees) a "normal" human life. There's a part of him that resents the choices he's made to end up in this present, but like, there's still work to be done.

And as the years move on, a LOT of that work is mitigating the growing relations (for better or for worse) between Gems and humans as humanity stretches their legs and reaches out into the stars. Humans kinda get... really aggressive in their expansion though, and quite territorial, and it leads towards some inevitable conflict between them and Gemkind. This time, with them more at fault. Things get so spicy that some groups of humans and Gems go to war.

Steven tries to mitigate one of these situations at the front lines- and gets poofed by a disgruntled Gem, speared straight through the back because she (kinda wrongly) assumed he would take the humans' side due to his ancestral ties to them.

When he reforms this time, he is glowing a perpetual pink. The Gems don't really know what to make of this, but he seems to be in perfectly fine health otherwise, so they assume it's just a normal aspect of this new neutral form.

And while this isn't something Steven has context to figure out until like... billions of years later, what's actually happened is that he's entered a permanent pink mode, pretty much. Guy's just got that much bottled up, unaddressed trauma.

He spends a long time in this form, and over all these thousands of years oversees the slow return to peace between Gems and humans... their marriage as a space age federation... and their deeper exploration of the galaxy. Beyond their home solar systems exist a bounty of alien species they've yet to meet... some friendly, some less so. There's definitely some conflict that crops up amidst the local galactic neighborhood when Gems and humans show up on the playing field here, lol.

But all-in-all, Steven develops a fairly peaceful and predictable routine during this reformation- living more like a Gem than ever before. He's still got the Crystal Gems at his side through all of this, and they are some of his greatest confidants.

And then... without any warning... Gems begin to go inert. Amethyst is among them.

Some of them simply stop reforming after they poof... especially those who were older Gems, or who have been cracked before. Steven and the other Diamonds using their powers together are able to "fix" this at first and "jumpstart" their reformation, but it's just a bandaid of a fix- these Gems will fall inert again pretty soon. And the longer they persist without poofing from alternate causes, the more unstable their form, power, and memory becomes. (Think of this as Gem dementia at its late stages,,, oof.)

The bottom line? Just like organics, Gems aren't immune to the forces of entropy. Sooner or later, their gemstones will decay from the inside out. Stubborn to find a way to save the ones he loves as he watches them slowly deteriorate all around him, Steven dedicates himself to trying to find a cure. But deep down, a part of him recognizes the futility of this. What he believes Gemkind actually needs to do is to develop a means of rebooting Gem incubation that doesn't destroy planets, so they can rebuild their quickly dwindling population and keep their legacy alive.

The big problem with this is that Gems take a SHIT load of energy and resources to properly incubate, so that puzzle will take a long ass time to sort out. There's kinda a lot of chaos that happens during this time. The reality of their own blunt mortality freaks out a bunch of Gems, and Steven has to do damage control with the heads of state for a lot of other alien species.

In the interim, all the Crystal Gems and some of the Diamonds (White is still in the picture, though) end up falling inert. Pearl is the last of the CGs to do so.

Steven is understandably SUPER gutted about this, and poofs yet again. (Lol notice a theme? Poor mans keeps poofing from friggin' anguish. Help him.)

After reforming with barely any changes, it's right back to work for this guy. He and the rest of his team of researchers are unable to find any cure for Gems decaying and falling inert, but they do end up making huge leaps and bounds in other kinds of tech. One of these advances allows Steven to finally deep-scan his own gemstone down to the atomic level to check for decay- this was previously a process that was very invasive, and came at the risk of irreparably damaging a Gem, but not anymore.

He expects to find evidence of the same micro decay that's been slowly eating away at the rest of Gemkind within his OWN diamond, but the thing is...

He just... ISN'T decaying at all? Even though the sheer age of this gemstone itself should suggest otherwise? As it turns out though, his existence as a hybridized being makes him kind of... an anomaly. When he first reformed all those thousands of years ago, all the data within his gem- data that would otherwise be susceptible to decay- was translated into genetic material. DNA that's woven entirely out of hard-light... but, DNA that has also been constantly regenerating itself thanks to a combination of all the intricate biochemistry surrounding the human telomere and his healing powers.

In other words, he is incapable of falling inert from natural causes, like micro decay. He's functionally immortal. Unless someone shatters him (or... heaven forbid... he shatters himself) he simply can't die.

Which, all of a sudden, makes his race to save Gemkind from their quickly approaching extinction all the more personal. Because if he FAILS- then he'll be the very last of Gemkind. There will be no one else left in this world who is even remotely like him. (Humanity has mixed and mingled with the galactic locals so much by now that they're very much unrecognizable from what they once were.)

His spirit is very nearly broken by this discovery, and he is severely tempted to throw all his own principles out the window and just sanction the construction of new Kindergartens again, if only to keep the dwindling Gem populations up and birth new generations. Perhaps surprisingly, it's White Diamond- the last Gem left who Steven actually knew since the very beginning- who urges him to reconsider. To not give up on his own morality, to not revert all the miraculous changes he's worked for these long few million years.

The big shift in the tides is when he discovers the means to jump to alternate timelines, and thus the existence of the greater multiverse. This allows him to gather intel and ideas from a far greater spectrum of sources.

And eventually... it's with the aid of many alt versions of himself from other lines across the multiverse that leads to him finding a suitable, eco-friendly solution to his Gem incubation problem. (This is the aspect of this AU I cannot discuss in length for discretion's sake. Use your imagination. Or don't, I don't care.)

The following two sections, I'll be talking more about the broad thematics than anything else. At this point, know that there are now new batches of Gems being created all the time. Gemkind is no longer at risk of any extinction, but now- like any stable organic species- new Gems are made at the same rate that they fall inert.

So, the BIGGEST thing here with this reformation is that this is overtly where this guy picks up the name "Astra." Why a name change? Well, after White finally went inert, leaving him the last Diamond in existence within this line, it basically just felt... upsetting to him, to continue to go by a name that every person he ever loved used for him. Thus, the new name is overtly a means to distance himself from that past, and from that pain. (It's also a name he chooses while thinking back to a meaningful conversation he had with White, back before she went inert, oOF. I'll probably yell about that at some point in another post.)

So, too, is the lack of any tangible facial features. He HAS a face, but others just can't see it. He subconsciously obscures it from almost everyone's sight as a means of avoiding vulnerability. One might also have noticed by now that this guy's proportions have gotten like, really strange and sorta "stretched out" over time the larger he becomes... and this is intentional, as it's yet another way he's just becoming more inhuman in form, yet another way he's internally separating himself from those humble human origins of his.

But here's the thing, though.

Deep, deep down, to be human and to live a simple human life is basically all he's ever craved. It's everything he feels he's lost forever, with the death of his Connie. And instead, he's kinda stuck in a hellish sunk cost fallacy of his own making, acting as eternal caretaker for this world that- no matter what he does to try and make it a better place- will never quite be PERFECT. Thus, in his mind, even though he's literally fixed Gemkind's BIGGEST problem, he can't Stop. He can't Rest. He simply can't allow himself himself to lay down and Sink Away into the unknown.

And even if he could allow himself to do so, he is so, so scared of walking that path alone.

If he's going to die... he wants that end to be at a lover's side.

How, though, is someone who's basically a god supposed to find anyone in this multiverse with experiences they can remotely relate to?

Well... ultimately, Astra finds that it's far, far easier to build up a close relationship with varying versions of himself than anyone else. He's... kinda trash at it, though. This guy has so much bottled up Gunk in his head and is so starved for any form of affection that he has a habit of throwing WAY too much of himself into the relationships he engages in, and expecting that same level of commitment in return. There's one relationship with an alt Steven he's in for a while that ends up pretty unhealthily co-dependent before it fizzles out, and then another where he assumes the individual is committing to this partnership for the long run, but then no... actually Astra was always pouring more into this dynamic than he was receiving in return.

This second relationship, when it ends, is pretty devastating to him- since it was one that lasted for like, a LONG ass time. Unimaginably long. We're talking billions of years, here.

Uh-oh! And now he's even more distanced from other people. Folks can't even parse his actual chosen name at this point- except he isn't really consciously aware of this for a while?? It's yet another silent cry for help, yet another internal defense mechanism specially intended to keep others from truly getting to know him. Because every time he does... stars. No matter what he does, he keeps getting hurt. Almost everyone he knows and loves is torn from his life eventually... if not by death, then by some form of tragedy... and he's just so, so tired.

He wants literally ANYTHING to change in his life. He craves some new form of purpose. He craves the attention of someone who might love him as passionately as he loves them.

For a while, he almost believes he's found that- in yet another close relationship he forges with an alt version of himself- but while this other Steven does care for him immensely, it's only as a friend. Which kinda kills Astra, because he's like, lost in the sauce levels of In Love with this guy. There's a LOOOOOOT of story I have here with this, oh my god. If I am thinking about this AU I am usually thinking about this Old Man Yaoi. The great bulk of it is very NSFW themed though, so y'all getting the cliff notes.

The MOST important thing to know though, is that Astra both makes intense leaps and strides in once again allowing himself to be vulnerable with this man, and ALSO kinda intensely fucks their whole mutually agreed situationship up. It's messy. I am crying and wailing at these two old dumbasses. Jesus fucking christ.

But then, it's in the aftermath of this whole deal that an individual named Orion comes into the picture.

Orion quite literally falls into Astra's world by complete accident, but it's a very lucky accident- because she is a diamond hybrid version of Connie from another universe who- beyond a few differences- has a strikingly similar history to his. The big difference, though? She never found a means to create new Gems without Kindergartens, so she was the last of just a few thousand Gems who existed in her entire line. Part of a deeply endangered species.

This version of Connie arrives in some very deep mental turmoil, and so Astra does his best to give them a stable home and a place to heal. And while a past version of him might've been tempted to throw way too much of himself into the slow building rapport they have, he's blessedly Learned a thing or two from the past few major relationship experiences he's had... and chooses to like, ease up. Just offer himself as a friend first and foremost, should they care for one. Man learns restraint, lol.

And it's a damn GOOD thing that he does, because out of the genuine friendship they foster, Orion is the one who ultimately falls in love with him first. The relationship that's established here is one that's balanced, a true partnership where they simply make each other better people. It's through Orion's encouragement that Astra eventually reconnects and makes up with that last person he had an intense relationship with, even.

In time, Astra truly grows to thrive with Orion in his life. He becomes a far more open, vulnerable person, someone who feels safe to truly exist as who he is, to bare every complicated, battered facet of his past to those he trusts. While he may have taken the LONG road to get here, he too heals. And as a result...

One day, Astra simply stops glowing entirely. Shrinks down to more reasonable proportions. He stops hovering around on automatic, stops subconsciously scrubbing the memory of his face or name from people's minds. He stops denying his truest, deepest self- the reality that he was born an organic being, and raised as a human.

The burred reality that all he's ever truly wanted since the day his first lover died is to be a parent.

To live a quiet, simple life with the people he loves.

For so long it was a mirage of a future he thought he'd never chase down, but for how much he made all the wrong choices the first time around, now he has a second chance.

And so in my brain, that's exactly what happens. Astra and Orion start a family together and continue to act as guardians over this universe for many years to come, until- after they are satisfied with the long life they've lived together, and their children have moved on to start forging their own paths- they eventually pass Beyond at their own will in each other's arms, ending their impossibly long godhood at peace.

I really don't know how to end this post lmafo, so I will simply say: if you somehow read all of this, holy shit you are so brave. Thank you for engaging with my insane ramblings. Have a nice day LOL FUIHSNUFSJG

This man haunts my brain so much I missed two off ramp turns on the highway the other day while thinking about him. Help me.

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(EDIT: 6/10/25)

Oh and also by the end she's trans, that's also important to know. That's like, ENDGAME-endgame level stuff though, so lol. She's the one who bore the pregnancy for her and Orion's child and that experience kinda Fully Awakened some feelings that had been there for a long while but had never fully been Acknowledged and given a name until then, lol.

[imogen-eye]

// Hello esteemed audience ! As promised, here's a dump of recent art + some yapping. 3 exams left!!! 6 days!!!! I'm so so so sorry for inactivity- I would love to promise that once it's all over I'll be right back, but I'm not sure how ... alive or awake I'll be. But I'll try.

*please not. A lot of these are not my proudest work. They are random sketches and many I'm not too happy with so, just keep that in mind. Also. Some may become canon. Some aren't . Guess yourself ~

art under cut :D

Apathy! - Lyrics from 'Pocket' by Chonny jash.

Immi as the cover of 'sour' by Olivia Rodrigo, this was very small on a practise paper hence why the stickers... look like pimples.

Self explanatory. Her hair is naturally curly- but she definitely spends a while making it look atleast a bit manageable. (Please note my hair is like Imogen's- so not sure if curly is the correct term and such. Sorry!)

Quick sketch of them together! Please note- there is only one necklace. In the painting they both have one just because . But physically- there is one necklace. Whoever is outside the painting has it

Immi learns chemistry ! (Not) (speaking of I'm meant to be doing chem rn!)

Immi with a snake! This is based on a photo of me . The proportions are weird because my friends hate me :D!

In a jumper I found on Pinterest ^_^

:) ? (Ps under her usual turtle neck is one of those black button ups with thin white stripes. I'll draw it sometime)

Lyrics from would've, could've, should've, by Taylor swift. Please not THESE ARE NOT WHAT THE PAINTING LOOKS LIKE CANONICALLY!!! It does have a canon design. Immi cannot see it. And neither can you guys cause I still can't draw it yet!

Early prototype for apathy's design :D -> I struggle a lot with digital art so warning.

Lyrics from "Just apathy" by Chonny jash but you can't even see them so. I'm taking photos instead of screenshots hence the texture .

Um. Those who know know. (bit of an inside joke (?) piece w my friends )

Some very early sketches of her (these are old) + chemistry lol

Genuinely don't remember if I've shown the directors new doesn't yet.. if not. Uh. What a weird debut. ITS STILL UNDER REVIEW!!! It may change.

Second one is a little thing for that swap au. Not sure how I feel about it yet so . Pay it little mind.

Imogen as homura madoka magica! Sorry I draw so little Imogen ... she looks quite a bit like me (unintentionally) so I kinda struggle ..

That first director one is just some messing around with au's. Second one is still in progress...

and! The big finale!

It's not even my ocs! These are some biology diagrams I made while studying I'm oddly proud of. If anyone can label the second one you get my applause.

dear god I have a lot of sketches. I promise I'll put some actual references together soon. Anyway. I've got some chemistry revision to do.

see you :)

[rottenpumpkin13]

A long time ago, you received an ask about what languages the Firsts would like to learn. It went something like "Zack wants to learn Spanish because of -insert reason-" "Sephiroth wants to learn Latin totally not because of One Winged Angel" "Genesis wants to learn French to sound better than everybody". But the one I actually remember is Angeal:

Angeal: "If I had to learn another language, I would like to learn English, because nobody understands when I say to PUT. YOUR DISHES. IN THE DISHWASHER. PUTTING THEM ON THE COUNTER BY THE SINK DOES NOTHING."

I would like to counter this response by saying I put all the dishes neatly in the dishwasher for years until a new member of my family straight up refused to learn how to do it right. If the bowls aren't balanced the right way, they won't get washed. If you put things in the wrong location, you waste a lot of useful space. But this man flat out said "I refuse to learn how to do this right because I don't care".

So out of SPITE, dishes now sit on the kitchen counter because I refuse to be bothered when no one else gives a shit. What does Angeal think about this if this is something one of his fellow Firsts did?

Angeal may try to project an image of humility and honor, but he combats petty with petty. If he realizes people who have the privilege of owning a dishwasher are being disorderly out of spite, he'll do things to be even pettier. This includes:

• One time he witnessed Sephiroth dump a perfectly good mug of coffee down the drain, and made it his personal mission to mess with him. Over a month, he methodically swapped all of Sephiroth's coffee with decaf and watched Sephiroth slowly descend into madness.

• When Genesis couldn't be bothered to wash his dishes in the break room, Angeal turned it into an art show. He'd collect the dirty dishes and created elaborate display outside Genesis' office, complete with angallery-style label like "Exhibit 17: A Study in Neglected Responsibilities"

• Changed all the settings on Zack's computer so it would autocorrect "SOLDIER" to "SHOULDER" in his official emails to Director Lazard. Lazard received three reports about "SHOULDER Second Class performance reviews"

• Orchestrated a three-week psychological campaign to convince everyone—including Sephiroth himself—that he was allergic to coffee. Every time Sephiroth took a sip, Angeal would squint and ask about non-existent rashes until even Sephiroth started second-guessing himself.

• Loves cooking extravagant meals just to send photos to his friends with captions like "Made your favorite dish… Not for you though" or "This could've been yours."

• Claims everyone's preferred spots, especially Sephiroth's cherished right-side aisle seat in their usual mess hall booth. He'll sit there with a straight face while watching Sephiroth's internal blue screen. (punishment for the coffee)

•Steals Sephiroth's favorite coffee mug, making it mysteriously appear in increasingly bizarre locations around the 49th floor. like inside the copy machine, balanced on top of the water cooler, in the middle of board meeting tables, and once inside the vents.

• Changes Zack's training sessions into "essential SOLDIER skills" that suspiciously look like chores, like organizing the filing room, polishing all the doorknobs in the building, alphabetizing Angeal's spice rack, and putting coffee beans in the air vent in Sephiroth's office, so that Sephiroth constantly smells coffee whenever he's working.

• Weaponizes his infamous lectures. Once subjected Genesis to a 45-minute lecture on "proper pizza etiquette and the spiritual implications of throwing out the crust." Gives Sephiroth an hour-long lecture about resource conservation whenever he spots him with coffee. Sephiroth is in hell

• Takes malicious delight in creatively misinterpreting Sephiroth's requests:

Sephiroth: The coffee maker needs cleaning. Angeal: *Completely disassembles the coffee maker and spreads all its parts across Sephiroth's desk and cleaning supplies* Sephiroth: *visibly fighting the urge to cry*

• Maintains a detailed "incident log" where he documents everyone's minor transgressions. Once pulled it out during a board meeting to remind Genesis about "The Great Stapler Misplacement of Last Tuesday." Adds a tally mark under Sephiroth's name every time he spots him with coffee.

• Started a rumor that his office plant can sense irresponsibility. Strategically moves it around the office to "watch" people. Zack is completely convinced it's judging him.

Zack: I swear it droops when I forget to hand in my reports! Angeal, watering plant: The voice of nature speaks the truth.

• Sephiroth has quit coffee.

[arthur-lesters-gray-hairs]

Your tags on the "what happened to arthur's body post 52" post are interrupting my listening to music and thinking about the manager hey HEY

#partially eaten for sure (by kayne) & i think he kept a few parts. finger bones maybe. tongue. a vertebra idk#rest left in cold storage so kayne can cremate him in the fires of the dying world

what do you MEAN you think he took his tongue. His tongue???? When Arthur was unable to speak other than scream and gurgle and panic for the last few minutes of his life and his last words were "Kayne, you bastard" and you're suggesting Kayne took his tongue???? Finger bones okay sure yeah pianist and all that why not bit weird but this is Kayne we're talking about HIS TONGUE. Talking is one of Arthur's greatest weapons - he says that, he prefers to solve things by talking, most things in podcast he can't fight but can talk his way out and you're suggesting Kayne took his tongue.

"cremate him in the fires of the dying world" WOAH. wow. burning away the darkness. a purification of a world of pain and a moment of ash before a new creation. burning Arthur's body (on purpose) as he cleans the canvas before beginning a new work of art. Cleaning the slate of imperfections and pain and hurt and anger before the first stroke of paint in a piece of art that would be perfect. Okay so in the Other post 52 fic wip that I started back in early May and then didn't work on for a while and have been glancing at the past few weeks I have a potential line in my outline that goes "Arthur would be the first piece of art in the new world of endless joy Kayne would make." and I'm thinking about that in conjunction with burning away the old and what

"rest left in cold storage" Okay i'm curious how it gets there. Limbs and torso (and head?) scooped up and dumped in a freezer? A snap and they're prohibited from rotting, yet remaining in the swamp? Placed somewhere in particular, a table, a coffin, a bed?

I wanted to listen to "monsters and men" from Black Friday and think about the manager and da capo but nooooooo now i'm thinking about the symbolism of it all. and am rotating all the potential aftermaths of 52 again. (left to rot, storage of some kind, eaten, destroyed in another way. arhhhhhhhg. brought back to life for a final waltz?)

**gore, cannibalism, choking, self-harm, mental breakdowns, corpse mutilation

The rain poured down like it had before. The song was over. The players had left the stage and the curtains had fallen away. All that were left was the ashes of a fire, Kayne, and Arthur’s blood pooling in the soaked earth.

The terrible, aching ecstasy flowed out of Kayne’s limbs and joined it. He suddenly felt more tired than he had in a long, long time. He sat, hard, next to the mangled mound of miscellaneous meat that used to be his Arthur.

It lay there.

Heat rose from a few of the larger piles of intestines. Seven or eight ribs clung to the collarbone and bits of the spine and dripped silently into the mud. The head lay nearly facedown, the glint of teeth visible.

Despite having seen other Arthurs in this state... a few dozen times, really... it felt alien. This Arthur should be clawing and hissing like a cornered raccoon, no matter how beat down he got. He should be running his mouth, half trying to talk his way free, half spitting taunts and insults. Playing all the angles. This Arthur was the one that made it through anything.

But this was “—always the end...” wasn’t it? Kayne half-spoke the words swimming through his mind. This was always the plan.

He’d always known he would end it this way! He... I should have “—been prepared... Ridiculous, isn’t it?” Ridiculous. You knew. You did this. “Right, Artie? AHAHAHAHAAA!!!” Kayne slapped a bit of what had probably once been Arthur’s skin. The laughter racked through his body and he doubled over, gripping the bit of Arthur tighter to him.

“I should have  kno...” –you did know... I DID know he would die! He “—you were always going to die! I was always going to kill you!! Isn’t... that...” His breath shortened and his shoulders shook as the laughter continued unabated, but he didn’t hear it. He didn’t feel the stabbing pains in his chest or the twisting in his face or his eyes screwed shut or the tears spilling from them. He didn’t hear when the laughs strung together into a hoarse scream, didn’t feel his own fingernails cutting bloody trails along his left leg. All he felt was Arthur’s cold skin under his. All he heard was silence where there should have been breaths and footsteps and screams and song and words that couldn’t save the world. That couldn’t save him.

That tried.

Each absence demanded the void be filled. So Kayne laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed to the uncaring sky until his throat was bloody and his limbs refused to support him.

He fell forward into the remains of his Arthur and gasped shaking breaths of rain-sodden air.

He lay there as the puddles turned from crimson to pink to clear. He lay there as the rain stopped and the sky lightened. He lay there as the orange glow of sunset seared into his unblinking eyes.

Kayne sat up.

He looked down at his hands once again. The left was covered in his own blood, the right covered in Arthur’s.

He examined the piece of flesh he had grabbed. A shoulder. The scapula and humerus were red and glistening, but the skin was somehow unharmed in the larger span of it.

The fingers of his left hand left bright streaks of his own blood across the flesh. This was where someone would touch him to get his attention, or comfort him, to warn him of danger.

Kayne’s breath shortened again into laughter, now silent, as he raised the chunk of meat to his mouth and bit. Ever so gently. Ever so slowly and lovingly. His teeth broke the skin and cut through the fat and tough muscle before scraping on bone.

In a sudden motion he didn’t expect, he tore the chunk off and threw his head back, eyes closed to the dusk sky.

Kayne didn’t have the ability to see a corpse’s death, but in that moment nobody could have convinced him of that. Endless looping sensations overwhelmed his own senses and sent him reeling. He saw his Arthur’s burning determination scattered by the shock of Kayne’s own plan. The dismay, confusion, curiosity, terror. The pressure to save it all.

Don’t you see, Artie? I’m going to save it! Kayne swallowed the piece whole. He didn’t taste it. He only felt its softness against his tongue.

His face plunged down to the chunk of flesh and bit greedily once again.

He saw that fire, dampened not by the rain but by loss. He saw every setback along Arthur’s journey and he saw that fire moving inwards from his palm to his tongue to his heart until it was his own very soul that Arthur was burning up to light the way.

We’re the same! Artie! Arthur, can you hear me!? We’re the same! We need to— I need to— to burn it all out—

Kayne choked for a moment on the too-large piece as he swallowed. Not allowing himself another breath, he dove back for more.

He felt every hurt Arthur had been subjected to, some by Kayne’s own hand. You know it hurts, Arthur! He saw every indignity, every terrible compromise that Arthur had had to make. You know it’s broken! He tasted the bitter regret and hard-won experience condensed into so few short years of life. Arthur… you know that this world needs to be torn down, don’t you? You’ve seen it! Why couldn’t you just LET ME!!!

Kayne bit down hard on nothing but bare bone. He clenched his jaw harder. His muscles screamed as he poured all his remaining strength into breaking this one piece that was too damned stubborn to see what needed to be done.

The bone did not crack.

Kayne’s muscles slackened. His breath was deep and sharp. He stayed there, unmoving, until it slowed.

The distant hoot of an owl brought him back to the swamp with a jolt. He released Arthur’s scapula from his mouth, letting it fall into his hands as he glanced up.

It wasn’t her, of course. It… it wasn’t her.

The yawning emptiness rose up in Kayne’s heart again.

There was no going back.

Kayne stood abruptly, looking up at the sky, now dark and overcast. It looked like it might rain again. So be it.

He looked one last time at the swamp, the carriage, the three skulls and two corpses slowly gathering insects. Those two could stay. This one…

Kayne stepped gently around the piles of flesh to Arthur’s head. He stooped and turned it over. Eyes still open. Of course. And the mouth…

His fingers traced Arthur’s lips. ‘Throwing that all away’, eh? ‘Not even hope’?...

Should he have tried harder to make him understand? Kayne sighed. He gently stuck his fingertips into Arthur’s mouth and slipped them under the unmoving tongue. He pushed past the resistance until he broke the flesh. Carefully tearing, his fingers worked back to the tongue’s base and freed it.

He held the handful of meat up to his face. Arguably Artie’s most prized possession. It gently oozed blood over Kayne’s hands. He tucked it away into a pocket where he wouldn’t forget it.

Kayne snapped his fingers and let the earth fall away. The air chilled. The mud turned to a flat gray ground made of nothing in particular. The light condensed down from the sky to become dim and omnipresent. The trees drained away and took the distance with them. In a heartbeat, Kayne and the messy spread of Arthur’s corpse were alone in a small, frigid pocket of nowhere important.

Also left behind were the insects and fungus spores that would claim Arthur for their own. None of that, thank you. Here he would stay until… until it was time.

Kayne smiled. It felt wrong. “W—” he coughed at the pain in his throat. His voice came out quiet and hoarse. “Well, that was fun, Artie! Goodbye.”

He snapped his fingers again and his Arthur faded from view. He still had work to do. He would be back when he was ready to start the fire.

Kayne smothered the tiny spark of something that might be called hope.

[zahri-melitor]

May DC Solicits:-

H2SH is still as annoying looking as ever. I'm so irritated that the one thing I quietly hoped for if we had to have this run - Jeph Loeb reminding everyone that Hush's bandages were only because he'd just had facial surgery, and really he should be running around wearing Bruce's face - is not happening.

Absolute Wonder Woman continues to look so PRETTY. Such a stunning title.

I'm still interested to see what the basic concept of Absolute Martian Manhunter is, because that art is looking kinda Venom-like. Is J'onn protoplasmic or something?

Tamaki didn't get Supergirl, but that was the clearest hinted coming run I've seen in a while. Cute redesign.

Sort of glad I finally dropped World's Finest. What is The Batman Who Laughs doing there and can we get him to go away.

Mister Terrific: Year One feels like a good idea, given how much of that background support work Michael's been doing recently.

Arion in Aquaman? Time to get back to my Arion read so I can see what changes are made.

...Dudley Soames mention in Nightwing? Watters is having fun.

Something bad's clearly happening to Janet in Poison Ivy, which is equally terrible but also really interesting.

Yeah, that's absolutely a Ravens team they're foreshadowing in Birds of Prey

Ahahahaha. ahahaha. hahahaha. Brave of you, Tate Brombal, to try and pull all the variations of Sandra/Shiva's origin together. Will be interested to see what the result is.

Fire & Ice remains looking too cutesy as expected

Secret Six: yeah, there we go, back door Checkmate spinoff as was suggested. And I have. feelings. about Jon being referred to as Super Son as his code name.

Green Arrow: I'm going to dump on this here, though it's absolutely not the only example in this month: if you're going to do special AAPI covers for a month, it would look far less tokenistic if the characters depicted on them actually had any hope of appearing in the storyline. Condon does not deserve to have a Connor cover when we all know he won't be in this story.

And oh look, Damian's still wearing his costume on all the Batman & Robin covers. It's almost like. he's not actually quitting. what a shock.

Two-Face art looks soooooo good.

Batman: Dark Patterns continues to look like the best Batman book coming out once Zdarsky's run finishes.

I don't know Resurrection Man but the entire concept looks so so Ram V.

I'm not sure it's quite a match for Catwoman as a book, but this art is stunning. Did it secretly become a title in the magic part of DC when I wasn't looking?

Also there is a LOT of reaching across the aisle for writers going on right now, just noticing in the solicits.

[w31rd0-art1st]

WIP Wednesday :D

I got a section from chapter three of my Not Quite Human fic to share, hopefully I can finish the chapter by the end of this week :3

(btw you can find the fic here on AO3 if you'd like to read what I already have published, it is an au though)

Cody looked at himself in the mirror as he dressed himself, taking a moment to admire the tattoos, scars, and stretch marks littering his skin. However his thoughts were interrupted as Obi-Wan walked out of the refresher, drying off his hair with a towel as he was dressed in his pants and the shirt he wore underneath all his robes.

"I'll have to tell Satine about that little trick." Obi-Wan teased, getting a huff from Cody as he zipped up his black undersuit top. "Both of you are awful." He groaned, pulling on his fingerless heavy duty gloves. "You love us~" Obi-Wan teased, starting to put his robes back on while Cody attached his armour again. "For some reason." The commander sighed, giving his head a small shake. Once Cody had gotten himself dressed he looked over and noticed Obi-Wan's now cold tea. He grabbed it and dumped it down the drain before rinsing the mug and making Obi-Wan a fresh cup. Cody looked over, steaming cup of tea in his hand as he watched Obi-Wan look around the room with a scowl on his face. The commander narrowed his eyes for a moment before speaking. "Obi-Wan. Did you lose your lightsaber, in your own quarters?" He growled Obi-Wan looked up, a hint of a nervous expression on his face. "Of course not, my dear." He cleared his throat, standing up straighter. Cody rolled his eyes, his ears pinning back in annoyance as his tail flicked irritatedly. He handed the tea to Obi-Wan before quickly scanning the room. He noticed the hilt of Obi-Wan's lightsaber poking out from underneath the nightstand, having probably rolled under there. "I don't know what you'd do without me." The clone muttered as he bent over and picked up the lightsaber. He stood back up straight before walking over and clipping the lightsaber straight to Obi-Wan's belt. "Well, I wouldn't get views like that." Obi-Wan smirked. Cody raised his right eyebrow in confusion, his right ear also lifting as he tilted his head slightly. And then it hit him. "...you knew where your lightsaber was didn't you?" Obi-Wan nodded. "..I hate you." Cody sighed. Grabbing his blaster from where it hung up on the wall. It slid it onto his back, the click letting him know it was attached to his back plate beside his jetpack. The commander scooped up his helmet before leaving the room, Obi-Wan's laughter echoing as he walked away, a small smile on his face.

Also a bonus handful of sketches in working on :3

The first one is gonna be Cody, Obi-Wan, and Satine. (Btw this is also for my Not Quite Human Clones au)

And so are these two (I really love this au if you can't tell). I'm not that happy with Fox so I still have a lot to work on for him, but I am very happy with Echo and Cutup so far! Also Echo's so tall because of his prosthetic legs.

Also, I may or may not be making some Dogma in 104th armour art because I went down a little rabbit hole of fics this morning (also I'm so happy with how Dogma looks, like I barely fussed with it at all and it looks so good??? AHHHHHH I love it)

[demphix]

Fuck it we ball: Charif Master Post

So a little while ago I made a Deltarune secret boss based on this dialogue from Rudy in Chapter 1

So I took this design I originally posted on December 24th, 2023 that I wasn't using at all and reworked her to fit the new idea

And here's the first sketch dump I did of her to get my ideas a little more ordered (originally posted June 6th, 2024)

Most of what I could say is already just kinda said in the sketch dump (though I'll admit it is kinda badly organized), but I should say the two defeat quotes near the bottom right aren't too in line with what I wanna do with her now so uhhh Ignore Them. And ignore the original music titles those also got changed

Speaking of the music, after posting that art I started working on her songs and their cover arts for YouTube and Bandlab. (All uploaded on June 11th, 2024)

Edit (August 7th, 2024): THESE ARE BEING REMASTERED. THE NEW VERSIONS WILL BE ADDED BELOW AS THEY ARE FINISHED.

(As stated before these are also on my YouTube channel in a playlist. Here's the link to it: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLWcBEk8qiFhUEMeydinegtXnklzvRqYfg&si=ZzYex2g-dzL-qeDv)

And after all that there was one other sketch dump I've done, which was posted on June 14th, 2024.

Once again, most of the stuff I could say is already in the sketch dump (though there's a lot more joke drawings than the first), but if there are any questions feel free to send an ask my way

Edit (July 15, 2024): I ended up changing Charif's boss arena to something in line with the carnival theming of Spamton and Jevil and designing a main boss for the chapter, so I felt I should add that here.

Another Charif Sketch Dump with a whole Two important things. This was originally posted on July 7th.

Edit (July 29th, 2024): I made an additional theme for Vesper. Felt it should be here too since she's so tied to Charif.

Here have this too since I haven't drawn her much

Edit (August 7th, 2024): I made a plot guide for her! I could've conveyed some things better, but I hope it works for what it is.

Edit (August 17th, 2024): plot guide part 3.

Edit (August 28th, 2024): plot guide part 4: the one where I'm worried I was too mean to her

Edit (September 2nd, 2024): I remastered her themes! All tracks but "PRAYERS & PLEAS" (V2) were posted on September 2nd, with "PRAYERS & PLEAS" (V2) originally being posted August 7th.

You can find a post with all of them here, because I can't fit them all in one post. I may just make a new master post when the cover art is done tbh.

And here's the cover art for PRAYERS & PLEAS V2! I'll add the rest as they're made.

[callophelia]

[𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐬(?)] 𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒔

God… where do I even begin?

Here is the second part of me trying to figure out my Persona Venti design for my Persona Crossroads AU, and I might not even use them (≖_≖ ) If you’ve read my first lore dump Tumblr post about the au, you’ll find that I’m currently going through another crisis in regards of who my protagonist’s persona should be, but even if I do end up sticking with Venti, I can’t say if I like these drafts enough to use them as the final design (especially since I made a good chunk of these while utterly burnt-out), but hey! Here they are anyways for your perusal in case you were curious ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

When designing these, I wanted to lean more into Venti’s Archon outfit since I wanted to leave the bard outfit for a third awakening (even tho I’m not a fan of his Archon outfit lol). I added a halo to tie into an alternate form he has for lore and made his twin braids longer with cecilias threaded through them (inspired by @blehbet-arts’ Aeon Venti drawing) for dramatic effect! I would have also added eyes everywhere to but couldn’t figure out if it would make more sense for the extra eyes to be open or closed, and in my indecisiveness, left them out entirely (╥﹏╥)

The first design draft was inspired by a cool Zhongven fanart I saw on Twitter (I can’t remember who the artist is though since I can’t find the artwork anymore though I did use the Venti’s outfit in that drawing as the inspo for this design) where Venti had harpy-like wings instead of arms and I thought it was the coolest thing ever, so I made a design based around it! ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) Unfortunately, a lack of actual arms meant I wouldn’t have been able to do what I had in mind for the original pose where I envisioned Venti holding his lyre in one arm and the orb from the Mondstadt statues in the other, but then I remembered this one drawing I saw by @gierosaji of Witch Venti from their Madoka AU and got so freaking inspired, so I made the wings lyre (or I guess harp?) wings! ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ

The second design is based on another fanart I saw (but was unable to find the artist’s name again (っ◞‸◟ ς)). I… found myself really struggling with deviating away from the original fanart because after the first design, I had this weird “confirmation bias” in my brain that really liked the harp wings but felt like I had to experiment with various ideas just to cover all bases. In the end, I ended up utterly burnt out and frustrated with this design and a good chunk of the others, and as cute as this design ended up, I don’t think it screams Venti.  "( – ⌓ – )

Because the burnout has robbed me of whatever originality I may have had, design 3 is basically a copy of a gierosaji’s Boss Venti design. Design 3 was honestly something I had to force myself to make so that I’d have 5 drafts, but on account of lack of originality, this one can’t be considered a candidate for my make-believe design poll. As freaking awesome as the eye of the storm inspo is in gierosaji’s drawing, it definitely wasn’t working in mine since the pose of my Venti muddles the whole silhouette up. Though if I do end up sticking with Venti for Arilette’s persona, I would probably mix this Design 1 and 3 together, somehow…

Once again, I practically had to hold myself at gunpoint to make design 4 which is why, once again, no originality and practically a copy-paste of a Venti drawing made by zen_krt105’s because I wanted to try a more Wind-Wisp-themed avenue and got tired of keep on keepin’ on-ing (っ- ‸ - ς)

Design 5 is when the slight I was starting to feel inspired again (too bad it’s the last draft (╥﹏╥)) Although I took some inspiration from aliciarose’s fanart of Venti in Greek-inspired garb, I tried to incorporate some other ideas such as ornaments that resemble eyes (since throughout all of this, I still haven’t made anything with eyes as a theme) and a veil I think I saw in another fanart that inspired me. Unfortunately, I don’t really like the final result ᵕｰ́_ｰ̀ Not only do the eye ornaments make me squeamish, but the veil just doesn’t look good (¬_¬)

If I do end up sticking with Venti as Arilette’s persona, I think I’ll probably scrap most of these drafts and redo this phase of the design process all over again x-x Some cool design ideas I picked up since I made these were harp horns! ( • ̀ω•́ )✧ An artist on Tumblr by the name of woolmasterleel made a P3 Protag design for their AU with lyre horns and that is def an idea I want to experiment with (,,•o•,,) Another one was this one Zhongven fanart I saw by @noredemptionarc on twitter where Venti had a cute outfit on, feeling inspired ngl •⩊•And yeah, that’s all the notes I can remember, lol

Time to bedrot with my cat again ≽(•⩊ •マ≼

[pomegranate-fawn]

Weekly dump: Nostalgia

Hi everyone, or no one. I kinda just wanted to do a weekly dump post mostly to talk about things going on either in my life or the world, some of these will be super light hearted while others more serious. But I just wanted a place to share all these thoughts along with some photos! Firstly…

This is technically from last Saturday but…I beat Slow Damage along with my partner @diced-sugar . It was incredible, I first became interested in the game back near the end of 2023, I thought Towa’s design was fantastic and had to know more. At the beginning of 2024, I bought. It took over a year for us to beat due to a lot of factors (mostly school and health related issues, 2024 was a rough year for us both) but oh my god. That game changed me, it’s my favorite game now, I was truly fortunate to be born in a time where Slow Damage exists, in May I plan to share my in-depth thoughts and analysis but until then please know that I love that game with whole heart. Same week I beat it, J-list suddenly restocked the physical copy of not only sldm but all the other Chiral games translated by Jast Blue. I was hyped and bought it since I love to own physical media :)

Next, I’ve been trying to break my habit of scrolling and get back into creating art…keyword is “trying”. It’s not always an easy task, tumblr and Pinterest are the only social media platforms I have (not counting YouTube) and even then I’ll wildly scroll to just fill the static void that is my mind. So…how do I solve this? Recognizing the problem is the first step to fixing it, that’s what my therapist said. But I feel like it’s the worst part since I know it’s not good but keep doing it. I recently got clip studio paint on my tablet to draw but I’m not good at it yet and even though everyone’s art journey is different I can’t help feeling a bit embarrassed that I’m not good at art since I’m older.

I plan to keep practicing but my lack of skill can make it frustrating. I’m a good writer but I’m in my finals crunch and sometimes my brain just doesn’t have anything to write. So I’ve slowly started playing some of my old childhood favorites in hopes of combatting the scrolling, firstly I’ve started replaying animals crossing new leaf. The game is super nostalgic to me and I used to play it for an absurd amount of time. Well I started with City Folk, but once I got a 3ds I ditched city folk in a heartbeat.

I lost my original cartridge but my 3ds is jailbroken so I can play whatever I want whenever I want essentially. Now, I want to say this to anyone who used to love this game as a kid. You will not relive your childhood playing acnl. At least…I don’t feel the same as when I used to play it, and that’s not a bad thing. I am no longer the ten year old girl I once was, I am now twenty two years old, I have a job I hate, am about to receive my bachelors, and I finally have cats. Something ten year old Lynn would scream about all she wanted was a cat of her own. I don’t feel the same awe I once did for the world of animal crossing…but I feel I appreciate it more. The atmosphere is often called depressing but I don’t see it that way, it’s calm and quiet…quaint but not sad. I think the reason people find acnl sad is because they believed they’d be able to relive their past, but it’s not there anymore. The game remains the same but you’ve changed.

When thinking about nostalgia and a return to simpler times, I tend to have a fuzzy memory. I can’t remember much of my childhood, I blocked out a lot of stuff so much so that I’ll ask my mom if she remembers a specific incident from when I was a kid only for her to look at me with pained eyes and tell me that what I said wasn’t a real memory. I’m content never memorizing everything in detail, I know I suffered as a kid and that my few means of escapism such as video games and reading would always remain. As a kid I rejected most things feminine as a result of my trauma, meaning when I was given a more girly game I often hated it. That isn’t the case now, after a long or stressful day the last thing I want to do is play fire emblem or Zelda, I want to play animal crossing or Style Savvy.

I used to hate this game as a kid but now it’s my bread and butter. I love fashion so much but I’m not always inclined to try new styles irl especially since I’m goth so most of the time I’m buying more pieces to bulk up my wardrobe. I mean I can’t have the same shade of black they must all be different shades! But in style savvy I can dress my character in whatever little outfit I want and have the time of my life. It’s not a nostalgic game despite me playing it as a child, but it’s still a game I play a ton of whenever I’m in the mood for something fun but simple.

I crashed out hard earlier this week and while I don’t want to talk about that at length I did want to talk about my main outlet, writing. It makes me sad that AI threatens to take over all aspects of writing because even the worst part, editing, feels rewarding when it’s finally complete. At least, I’d rather edit a paper myself, beg a friend or my gf to do it, or pay a tutor to do it over handing my hard work over to a stupid robot. I’ve tried to make my work desk super aesthetic in hopes of motivating me to write more…but that isn’t always possible as I have BACK ISSUES! But I’m trying to write more at my desk for my own sake. Then again I guess it doesn’t matter where I’m writing as long as it turns out good.

As a child I wasn’t really allowed to read children’s books as my grandpa said they were beneath me. The only children’s book I read was Alice in Wonderland and honestly considering that I’m still a big Alice fan to this day I wonder if the denial of other books meant for my age demographic made me lock on Alice more than I would have had I been allowed more children’s literature. This is all to say I’m reading Warrior Cats as an adult as my gf rlly loves these books…I just finished Forest of Secrets and god warrior fans are strong. I actually dislike the writing a lot in these books but not because the prose is bad. I understand these are children’s books but I feel like because they are children’s books they have the responsibility to be better regarding certain topics. I swear almost every time poor Cinderpaw is brought up either Fireheart or another character has to remind us that she’s disabled and can’t be a warrior and that this is a horrible fate.

Only cat that doesn’t do this is my girl Yellowfang but ever since the first book she’s been kinda sidelined which sucks cause she’s still my favorite so far which…I don’t know if that’s an issue of me holding onto Yellowfang or an issue of the books not making many other cats interesting so far. I mean I really like Fireheart and Bluestar but that’s it. I was so excited when Sandpaw became Sandstorm and started being friendly with Fireheart since I know they become mates. So I was like omg they’re gonna start bonding! But not really? It’s more like she’s friendly with him and he’s either neutral or like, “not now Sandstorm MY BEST FRIEND GRAYSTRIPE NEEDS ME!” God I’m sorry for any Graystripe lovers I do not care for him right now. Maybe that’ll change but he’s so selfish! But I will at least manage to finish The Prophecy Begins, I’m reading a book per month and that means in a few days I’ll start the fourth book, yay! In honor of warriors take my cat, Willow. I think she’d be perfect for irl Mapleshade casting if they ever did a weird irl warriors.

I’ve focused a lot on nostalgia but what even invokes such a feeling? It’s different for everyone, honestly it’s hard for me to feel nostalgic as the past wasn’t kind to me. I know a lot of people are nostalgic for the year 2016, but for me, I hated that year due to so many horrible things that happened to me in it. It’s hard to remember the fun trends or music that came out when that was the year I tried to leave this world. But when talking about nostalgia, I can’t help but feel it the most in the moment. When I’m laughing with a friend a voice in the back of my mind whispers “this will pass and remain only in your memories”. When I hold my partner close the same voice appears again, when I’m with my cats I mourn them despite both of them being happy and young girls. I have no past and can only be nostalgic for the present and the future I have yet to live…

Well, that’s how I think of it at least. I don’t know if every week will have a theme or not but I just wanted to get my thoughts out on this. Writing in a Google doc or notebook can only do so much, I want my embarrassing thoughts to be out in the open for everyone on tumblr dot com to read…not really but why not share my thoughts here? It is a blogging site, after all. If you’ve read this far you get a reward…face reveal! Chose this photo since I thought I looked like a sad deer caught in headlights okie bye see you next week or when I need to rant about yaoi or warrior cats again…

SYKE I’m not done yet, wanted to share a song I’ve listened to a lot this week + a video I liked. I’m doing two songs this week because I make the rules! First we have Heart aka the new alien stage song. Sua’s Va has the prettiest voice ever and Sua is my fav character so I felt like this was me being given a gift for how much I was struggling this week lol. It’s such a gorgeous song.

Next is a song from a visual novel I have yet to play or even check out. So pls if you like it don’t give spoilers! But I love anything that Itou Kanako does especially since she sang all of the songs for Clear’s endings and her voice is lovely. I may actually play the game the song is from cause I love the song that much!!! It’s so beautiful!

Lastly the video I liked this week. I actually didn’t watch much…but occasionally I watch/listen to the podcast A Bit Fruity by Matt Bernstein. I don’t listen to every episode but he recently did one with one of my favorite YouTubers Kat Blaque and I really loved it. I feel like they talked a lot about gender and the way that’s different for everyone while not being too cruel to the person they were criticizing which was refreshing since when I was on Twitter everyone just made fun of their looks and called it a day. I think that’s a cheap and pathetic thing to do especially since you’re just giving them more attention and further fueling their victim complex if you attack features they were born with. But yeah I really liked this episode, okay that’s officially all now…goodbye! Have a lovely Sunday!

[nicoleshifting]

my supernatural dr

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩

about me:

name: nicole sawyer

age: 22

birthday: september 30th, 1983

closest friends: dean winchester, sam winchester, lauren jameson (my cr bff that is scripted into this dr!)

love interests: dean winchester, sam winchester, bela talbot, jo harvelle

(please note, I have no definite scripted relationships for this dr! all listed above are just potential s/o's or flings)

I have grown up as a hunter, my dad being in the life while my mom is not. I managed to graduate high school despite missing a good chunk of time due to my devotion to hunting. I even attempted to go to college, mostly out of wanting to prove something to myself and others, but struggled to keep up with the work and my focus stayed fixed on hunting. ultimately, I dropped out at the beginning of my sophomore year.

my parents were very insistent on me having some semblance of a "normal" childhood growing up, so we have a permanent residence in colorado, opting to just travel around for different cases.

I have a bit of a reputation amongst fellow hunters, a lot of them snarkily referring to me as 'buffy' due to my strengths in monster hunting and other abilities. I am fluent in six languages: english, latin, french, spanish, ASL, and russian, and am in general a very smart and fast learned. I excel in wielding every weapon imaginable, and am skilled in gymnastics and martial arts as well.

songs I associate with this dr:

✩the killing moon- echo and the bunnyman

✩living dead girl- rob zombie

✩in the room where you sleep- dead man's bones

✩entombed- deftones

✩when the sun hits- slowdive

✩cherry waves- deftones

✩family tree- ethel cain

background info:

growing up, my family was friends with the winchesters- john and his two sons, sam and dean. sam and I are the same age while dean is four years older than us. I developed a very strong friendship with both boys, but ended up losing contact with sam when he decided to move to california to go to stanford for college. we ended up having a big blowout fight about it, and I haven't seen or spoken to him since, his absence hanging between dean and I while we continue our normal relationship.

I've harbored a crush on both winchester's since childhood, but never acted upon any feelings with the assumption they didn't feel the same and not wanting to mess up the friendships we shared.

when I first shift, it's halloween 2005. dean and I are on our way to stanford university to see sam for the first time in over three years. dean and I were on a hunt in new orleans together when he began to worry about his dad, not having heard from him in a while. his concerns grow, and we end up on the road to get sam, hoping he will put aside any grudges or resentments he is holding against us to help track down their dad.

sam agrees to come with us, and thus begins the whirlwind of the three of us on the road, tracking down their dad and ultimately becoming a close knit unit once again.

in the coming months, sam and I, along with my closest friend lauren, who is a fellow hunter, both begin developing psychic abilities, later learning we are part of a group of special children, those who were force fed demon blood as babies and six months after turning 22, have different psychic abilities manifest.

we all have telekinesis and occasional psychic visions, and can do demon exorcisms if we have ingested demon blood.

most of the time, it's just life on the road, stopping at cheap, shitty motels, eating at diners, and staying up to the wee hours in the morning desperately trying to solve a case. and I love it!

that's all for now, may update this in the future but I think that's a good info dump for now :)

[sseatherny]

I THINK HE KNOWS

📷 05 — I'll be in your care

You find yourself waking up earlier than usual. Your mind is immediately consumed by thoughts of everything that may unfold later in the day. You couldn't help but feel excited. After almost 3 years of pining, you're finally given a chance to talk to Sae.

As you rushed to get ready, you noticed that you were putting in extra effort into fixing yourself. For some unexplained reason, you felt the need to look your best. Shaking your head, you looked at your reflection in the mirror and whispered, “I'm only doing this for the project.”

Upon your arrival at school, you spot Bachira and Rin, with Rin seemingly getting annoyed by Bachira's antics. You approach the duo and pat them both on the back, prompting Bachira to tease you, asking you why you aren't wearing a wedding gown. Just as you were planning to respond, your alarm goes off, causing you to feel embarrassed.

Quickly shutting off the alarm, you hear Bachira let out a laugh. “Pfft, dreamy jazz, huh?”

You glared at him, and Rin sighed, watching the both of you. “How mature,” he thought. He checks his watch and says that it's time for class.

“I'll see you later.” He waves goodbye before heading off, leaving you with Bachira, who is still laughing.

[ 📷 ` ]

As the lecture came to a close, you felt a sense of relief wash over you. You had just endured a grueling 4-hour lecture, and you were eager for a break. As you were about to bury your head in your arms, your phone vibrated with a message from Rin.

“Who is it?” Bachira asked out of curiosity, tilting his head.

“It's Rin. He wants to meet us outside,” you replied as you began packing your things.

Bachira didn't ask any more questions and soon followed suit, packing up his things as well.

While the two of you were making your way out of the room, Rin was waiting for you outside. Already looking impatient. He began to walk before you even had the chance to say something.

“Where are we going, Rin?” You asked as you tried to catch up with him.

“I thought you wanted to talk with Sae?” Rin answered, furrowing his brows. Upon hearing his response, you froze in your spot, feeling nervous and excited all at once. Bachira, who noticed your nervousness, made an attempt to lighten the mood.

“You look like you're about to take a dump, lol,” He said, trying to make you laugh.

Of course, it didn't work.

“Shut up, you're not helping,” you glared.

After walking for over 15 minutes, Rin stopped and looked at you.

“Ready?” He asked. You gave him a thumbs up and tried to force a smile. Rin didn't say anything and just walked towards the door of Sae's class, which, luckily, was open.

Shidou, who was zoning out, saw the younger Itoshi outside, causing him to tap the older Itoshi's shoulder, getting his attention.

“What?” Sae replied, looking irritated.

“Your brother is outside,” Shidou answered, pointing at Rin. Upon seeing Rin, Sae stood up nearly immediately and walked towards him.

“Someone wants to talk to you,” Rin said to his brother.

“It's not a fan that's going to confess their love to you. Don't worry,” Rin added before turning to you, nodding his head, and signaling you to start talking to Sae.

“Hi! My name is Yn, and I'm a student in Ms. Rosedale's art class. We've been tasked with finding a model for our final project, and Ms. Rosedale suggested that you would be perfect for the job. So I was wondering if you'd be interested in being my model for the project. No pressure, of course! Feel free to decline if you're not interested. I completely understand.” You speak politely, forcing yourself to not smile like an idiot while speaking to Sae.

“Is it right now?” He asks as you finish speaking.

“Oh, no, no. It doesn't have to be right now,” you replied, shaking your head.

The student model asked several more questions about the project before finally nodding.

“Alright then. I'll be in your care. I look forward to working with you, Yn.”

SUMMARY. After being assigned the task of finding a model for a project, you, a student photographer, have to face the challenging task of approaching and persuading Itoshi Sae, whom you have a crush on, to be your model. Working with Sae is a huge opportunity to add a renowned name to your portfolio. The pressure and responsibility are real, but so is the chance to achieve something great.

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