#I'd love to hear them :)

[chaoticstrata]

So I'm very very tempted creating a discord server where people can share their fan work (in progress or completed), just chat with other fans and check in on each other. I do have concerns about it though, keeping it drama free, a safe place, and not getting overwhelmed with trying to run it...=/ I don't know. I suppose I could do a small server, so not a whole ton of people, but I'm not sure if that would work either. -headdesk-

Another thing is, would anyone actually be interested? I know I'd be setting it up mainly for SWTOR fan stuff, but I'd be perfectly fine with a few channels for other games. idk.

[pencap]

Hey your poetry is so pretty and evoking and I've gotten back into practicing fiction writing in recent years but in my own criticism I don't think my prose is very evocative. It gets the job done and I think my stories are readable and enjoyable, but I don't think my descriptive language is particularly striking and I would like to improve on that! Sometimes I read and the author has used such creative brilliant metaphors and descriptors etc and it comes across as artistic genius. So, if you have any tips and time to share them I would love to hear about how you select your descriptors, if there's any advice you've heard before on this, etc. <3 feel like my brain simply can't come up with creative language after my decade long break lol

Hello, darling! Thank you for the kind words. I don't exactly have a formal process, but I can share some of what works for me.

The simplest, truest, and least fun advice I have is just this: practice. Practice, practice, practice. The more descriptive writing you do, the better you'll become at it. It's much easier said than done, I know--it's been months since I've posted anything here myself--but it's unfortunately true.

But beyond that, in terms of strategies, I have a couple. I think "evocative" can mean a lot of things, but it sounds like you're specifically thinking about description (as opposed to, say, emotionally evocative) so I'll focus on that. I'm gonna reference january 2nd a bunch, just for concrete examples.

Having a clear image to start with always helps. So when I wrote january 2nd, for example, I had a vivid mental image of an empty beach at dawn, practically abandoned 24 hours after thousands of people crowded together to watch the first sunrise of the year. The stretched out horizon, the dark blue twilight overhead and pale hazy dawn on the eastern edge, the shy peek of the topmost edge of the sun, the soothing ceaseless rush of the waves, the clear expanse and white-foam edges of the water, all of it. The loneliness of it, sure, but also the freedom of it. The quiet and the peace.

It also helps ot have a why. What are you trying to achieve with your description? Often in poetry I'm going for a specific emotional or visual effect, so I try to focus as much as I can on the pieces that resonate for that. In january 2nd, it was the horizon in particular. Nothing in the poem actually mentions a beach, even though that's part of my mental image, because the beach wasn't as important or effective. The sky and the horizon is what worked for the emotional tone, for me. Specifically their openness. Not the light, not the darkness, not the water, but being open, so that's what the first stanza revolves around.

If you're going for "fresh" / "interesting" / "unexpected" / etc. I like to play around with one of three things. One is transferring descriptors from one target to another. (In january 2nd, I take crowded from jostling people on the beach and transfer it to the horizon.) I think these are most fun when you take human(-adjacent) descriptors and put it on inanimate objects / the environment, but that's just my taste. Another trick is to try for hyphenates, which didn't come up in january 2nd. But two of my recent favourites are in Precious: sleep-warm and heartbeat-quiet. sleep-warm is about evoking both the cozy comfort of sleep and the warmth of holding a living, breathing animal in your hands. heartbeat-quiet is about both the volume and the intimacy and the repetitive rhythm of it. The thrid trick is simple and boring and exhilarating when it works, and that's playing around with synonyms. I remember sacred weight of the untouched being difficult. Is it sacred or precious or treasured or holy? Is it untouched or new or young or innocent or unsullied or pure? Try them out and pick the one that feels right, or at least feels the best.

Sometimes I'll think about sound, though not in janary 2nd. soothing ceaseless rush a few paragraphs ago was a deliberate sound-based choice, though. That repeated s-sound feels and sounds like waves. Sometimes I'll think about rhythm, although that's a bit more important in poetry than prose. Sometimes I'll think about length--of the overall description, of the specific phrase or sentence, of the words themselves. Rule of three feels good to me and you'll very often see me write things in triplets (young and fresh and new), frankly a bit more often than I wish I did. Short words can bring emphasis, or abruptness, or simplicity. Long descriptions can be more flowing, fluid, relaxed.

Almost every and any element of language can be leveraged for descriptive power. You'll rarely if every use all of them at once, but it's fun to try many of them out. Maybe you'll figure out versions that feel easiest or best for you.

Alright, I think that's long enough! If you had a specific line or poem in mind, I'm happy to break it down further. Caveat that some of the pieces on this blog are quite old and I might not entirely remember what went through my mind years and years ago, of course.

[frobby]

Rin: me and Yukio have crazy twin powers! :D

Yukio: no we don't, we're just both autistic

[saw2goth]

What do you think of the Ghosts from Christmas Carol/Do they exist in your AU?

If they do do you have designs for them 👀

YES!!! The three spirits still exist I love them very much. In my AU I like to imagine they kind of watch over Scrooge/act as guides to ensure that he's still keeping on the right path and doing the right things. My Scrooge interp really likes to help other people so he'll need as much of their help as he can get. They're able to give him some insider knowledge that nobody else can, but they're not around all of the time so Scrooge usually has to rely on his gut when he's without them! I also chose to ignore the fact that Present fucking. Died because I really like him.

Here's my Past, Present and Yet To Come designs in order:

I also have a Jacob Marley!

Marley and Scrooge had a lot of apprehensions about their relationship when he was alive and struggled compromising so he died with a lot of regrets surrounding that. In my AU the spirits give him the option to move on after the events of the book but he chooses to remain with Scrooge until the end of his time on earth instead!

[mosthuggableffxiv]

Most Huggable Ascian (Offscreen)

Note: this poll contains the Ascians who have not made onscreen appearances (although I understand Emmerololth is mentioned in Eureka). The remaining Ascians can be found here.

[leogichidaa]

So I was trying to come up with a suitable middle name for Barty and I looked up the origins of the name Bartemius hoping for some inspiration and

Hilarious. Why didn't I know this?

[edenorisshitposting]

My mac may be dying. I don't know if I should upgrade to a newer mac, or go back to windows.

Mac pros: very good at running design software, which is what I want it to do.

Mac cons: Expensive. I miss playing bideo games

Windows pros: Less expensive. Bideo games :)

Windows cons: Fucking awful operating system, I can't believe we let them get away with this for so long

[littlefox-multi-fan]

update

So I've been working on a few projects, all connected to object shows, the first is for Inanimate insanity, where I'm trying to both train myself on drawing in the Inanimate insanity style but also giving myself a sort of reference on how I want thier extra features or slight tweaks to look for future artworks

and the second project I'm working on is a possible object show, I will most likely do it in the form of a comic on entirely separate blog, once I figure out all the basics of course

Im mostly doing this for fun but if anyone here who finds this blog wants to help me out, I'd appreciate it a lot

I already have the name a possible story and at least three characters figured out

The title is: Let's Break the Forth Wall and its about a once human girl, and her soul ends up getting transported to a parallel universe where objects replace humans, this girl, who's name you find out is actually Rose, is now a (in very bad condition) drawing tablet, the one to fix her body is Syringe, who Rose can't really tell if he belongs in this parallel universe or was once human like herself, now Syringe has an unfortunate "friend" that looks like a Lightbulb, but certainly doesn't act like it...

This isn't all of the story but just the beginning, now this won't be a competition like BFDI or inanimate insanity but something different that i don't really know what i want it to be

If anyone has any ideas I'd love to hear!

[eyesxxyou]

I wanna write headcanons for Miguel but I have like...all of three of them 🤧🤧🤧

[mint-yooxgi]

why did i just have an epiphany about MM but i’m just gonna hold it in because it’s probably wrong. honestly i’m so on the fence about it and just can’t wait for the rest of the story 🤩❤️‍🔥

Bestie, you cannot just SAY something like that and not share it with the class!!!

[birdie-is-also-a-magical-alien]

As far as I understand it, office life is all about waiting for the weekend to come but what do you do when you're not looking forward to your weekend due to one thing or another?

[gigizetz]

Hi Gigi :3

Are we gonna get a hold them down animation? Or no because the uncomforty topic?

that's up for the future to decide

I'll be busy with commissions up until february I think, so util then I won't be working on any Epic animatics

and then once I have time again I'll finish God Games

and after that I kinda want to do Legendary-

[moonchild1]

anyone wanna send me some recs i'm in the mood to find some new fics to read 🙂

[kociamieta]

some angel lore because they make me happy : )

i've considered having their form be based on some sort of angel hierarchy - it's been a lot of fun reading how they've been classified in different religions - but i'm not sure if i want to use that after all! for now, they're all equal.

the angels quickly realized that most creatures would fear them less if they looked similar to them. while the results weren't perfect - the "reshaped" angel would still be made of the same substance and glow - it was enough for them to approach most animals. humans were an interesting case. while many required the same treatment as other creatures, some didn't seem to mind their real form - and some were even interested in seeing it.

[torment-deviser]

"Hervor"

She's mad, her fists will send you to the afterlife, and looks extremely fluffy! Say hello to Vidar's first Pokemon! Acquired: She was a gift from his mother (who is a reborn native). She asked an acquaintance for two Pokemon for her sons as a way to give them a piece of her home region since she didn't want to return herself. Vidar got a Mankey, While Seth got a Fletchling. Special Info/Ideas:  So y'all know how Primeape evolves into Annihilape right? Well, I like the headcanon that having an Annihilape is usually associated with people who abuse their Pokemon. And generally it is badly seen if you have one. It isn't always true, kinda how in the real world there's a stigma against certain breeds of dogs and their owners. Such as pitbulls. In a way it's kinda poetic in a sense. Vidar, who spends most of his time in Reborn trying to distance himself from when he was involved in gang crime and all the negative behaviors he acquired while trying to survive in such an environment. Has his Pokemon evolve into a species that many people in said groups would kill to have. The people that knew him back then would assume he hadn't changed, or that he got worse. Not only a troublemaker, but seen as even worse now. However, those that know him know would understand the truth. Evolution: Hervor didn't evolve due to the rage associated with heated battle necessarily. But rather. From the righteous rage that comes from attacking those who have harmed your family. She evolves during the whole Pyrous Mountain fiasco. After taking a deadly blow from Solaris' Garchomp. I'm still ironing out the details. But suffice to say, Vidar did believe she was dead. And in a way, he feared that even 'alive' the Pokemon he grew up with was lost. I can imagine him not being able to read her as an Annihilape as easily as before. So it isn't until she shows certain behaviors that Vidar knows she's still there. Still his tough, cuddly, girl. Albeit fluffier (For even better cuddles), and a bit of extra rage. Trivia:

-Originally, she was a Golurk, however due to recent ideas regarding Annihilape, I changed his first Pokemon to be a Mankey.  I gave him Mankey because it fit his backstory as someone who was previously involved in crime. As well as the aforementioned ideas.  

-Vidar had to continuously put her back on her Pokeball during the Amaria fight. She was the hardest of his On-Hand Pokemon to stop from killing Amaria for almost drowning him .

[the-odd-shu]

Lab shenanigans

Characters: Viktor, Jayce, Reader

A thread following the chaotic trio that is, laboratory illustrator!Reader, Viktor and Jayce being unsupervised in the lab.

Note this takes place during season 1:

Gender Neutral!Reader who got hired as the lab illustrator because neither Jayce nor Viktor can draw and they need an illustrator to document all their official papers with recognisable diagrams of their inventions.

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Masterlist

Reader who was just freshly been employed as the lab illustrator, sitting diligently at their new desk whilst Jayce fetches the research folder and Viktor tinkers away in the background.

Reader who lets Jayce set down the heavy folder on their desk, which holds all of the pair's research as well as hundreds of cruedly drawn sketches of inventions such as the Hexclaw and early drafts of the Hexgates, drawn by both himself and Viktor. (They are not drawn well, and it is only because most of the drawings are labelled with big, obnoxoious arrows that you actually know what you're looking at).

Jayce pausing in his explanations of the tech on each page and his promises to pull everything out of storage when you need it for a refence, slowly trailing off when he catches sight of your reaction to the drawings: "Why are you making that face?"

Reader who is diligently flicking through the pages and trying not to crack up at the poorly drawn stick figures, and the messy, uneven parallel lines of wires and robotic arms, and the scribbled oblong that is supposed to be one of the gemstones. They're not half bad attempts from people who focus their energy and time into math equations and flowery research papers, but that doesn't mean they're not amusing to look at.

"What face? I'm not making a face."

Reader turns all of their attention down to the pages and proceeds to fail at smothering their snort as the concept sketch of one of the Zaun suits. They push the folder back along the desk, to create enough space to prop their elbows on the table, to pinch the bridge of their nose hard to try and school themselves into some form of calm.

"Why are you laughing?" Jayce asks, sounding geniunely confused.

Whilst Reader tries to save face by responding, "I'm not. I'm just- uh, coming to terms with how much work I have ahead of me."

Jayce frowns.

The commotion has caught Viktor's attention.

"Well, it is a lot." Jayce allows, "but we won't rush you. The deadline is months away after all, and if-"

His words fade into the background in your mind as Viktor chooses then to roll over on his wheelie office chair to see what's going on, only to immediately grin in understanding. He rolls his chair up on the adjascent side of your desk, mouth pulled into a wicked smirk as he points to a particularly wobbly zaun suit drawing. "That would be one of Jayce's masterpieces."

Jayce lets out an offended noise, whilst Viktor takes malicious joy in flipping through the folder to point out which other drawings were done by Jayce. Most of them are wobbly and uneven, but have clearly been mapped out with steady, slow care.

In retaliation, Jayce swipes the folder out of Viktor's gleeful hands, and pointedly flips to a fresher page dated back to a couple of days ago. You catch a glimpse of the title 'hexcore', scrawled across the top in confident letters, before Jayce is turning the folder back to you and loudly proclaiming the work of art as Viktor's.

[The ‘hexcore’ has been drawn with wobbly, uneven lines that lacked the sleek, parallel look of the actual subject, with poorly recreated runes that did not at all take into account perspective or foreshortening.]

Reader loses it at the attempt, whilst Jayce and Viktor continue to squabble with one another in the background.

I just NEED all three of them to spend countless hours in that laboratory getting stuck in their respective tasks (creative Vs Scientific) and all three of them come out aching and satisfied by the time the janitor comes round to kick them out for the night, despite doing jobs that require different parts of their brains. The overlap of countless, almost unsolvable equations, with the hours of staring at a blank page and slowly but surely coaxing out an image, it just so precious to me somehow.

Bonus points of course, if Jayce and Viktor are getting really into a scientific debate across the room by the chalkboard, flinging enormous words back and forth at one another, whilst Reader slowly dies inside trying to make the metal part of an invention LOOK like metal.

I just need Reader allowing the background muttering and excited exclamations to sooth them as they carefully draw another diagram above a neatly scrawled out text box of the pair's latest concept.

Jayce: “Yes! That could work! What do you think, Y/n?”

Reader: Head snaps up at being addressed. “Uh…”

They blue screen as they come back to reality and realise they haven’t moved in hours and their back and neck desperately ache from the movement. They're suddenly starving, and hungry, and really need to pee, but didn't notice before because they were so engrossed in their work. Kind of like how the other two get about their research.

Viktor being a night owl and working on projects late into the night.

Jayce being smart and taking cat naps on his desk because he's an early bird, but a deadline is coming up and he refuses to be defeated by exhaustion.

And then you have Reader. Who is not being supervised in the kitchen, where they've made their fifth coffee and with shaking, caffeinated hands, they begin pouring in a generous helping of a Piltover energy drink.

Viktor hears the can pop.

He says your name warningly. "You better not be making that culinary monstrosity again."

Instead of responding, they knock back the whole mug in desperate gulps, ignoring the rancid taste and shivering from the mix of burning liquid with the pop of hundreds of tiny bubbles.

The mug gets slammed loudly back on the counter. Viktor sighs heavily and pushes his wheelie chair towards Jayce's desk.

He wakes him up, with a prod of his cane into his side.

"I'm about to have a breakthrough." He explains quickly motioning to his desk. Blary eyed and clearly not fully awake yet, Jayce nods along. Viktor points dramatically to Jayce and then in the direction of the kitchen. "You're on assistant duty for the next half an hour."

The tiredness leeches out of Jayce's face. "They didn't-"

"They did."

"But they've already got caffeine shakes!"

"Tell that to the sound of the kettle bubbling away and the pop of a can lid. It has already happened Jayce. All we can do now it keep the damage to a minimum."

On silent feet, Reader's shadow appears on the other side of the desk. Both men jump. The light overhead casts their face into shadows and somehow makes their eyes glow. It is a terrifying sight.

Viktor recovers first. "We need to put a bell on you!"

"Kinky. Now, whatdoyouwantmetodrawnext?!" Their assistant rushes out in a single breath.

And both scientists pale. It was already beginning then.

The next four hours consists of Jayce struggling to keep his eyes open whilst Reader pokes fun at him and offers up their 'creation', Jayce firmly declining and trying to get on with his work, whilst Viktor keeps to himself and snorts periodically at the banter.

Reader draws and draws and then rubs out, before diligently getting back to drawing again. There is a frenzy to their marks. A wildness to their eyes. The scratch and scritch of their pen, getting lost amongst the sound of cogs turning and screws tightening and Jayce's yawning. So much so that when it suddenly ceases, neither of the scientists notice at first.

Not until Viktor asks for a warm tea, only for the previously eager assistant not to respond. He lets out a fond sigh, Jayce straightening up from his own work.

Reader is passed out on their sketchbook, having FINALLY crashed.

Viktor gets up to make his own tea.

Jayce shrugs off his jacket, and puts it over their shoulders as a makeshift blanket. The man has such broad shoulders that it practically swallows the assistant from sight, but they do not stir.

"That'll give them an awful neck ache tomorrow." Viktor observes aloud.

Jayce snorts. "Maybe it'll be enough of a punishment to stop them making that foul concoction."

"Unlikely."

Jayce just shakes his head and collapses back onto his desk and lays his head down on his arm. "Ten minutes." He mutters out before closing his eyes.

Viktor hums. And by the time he gets his tea back to the desk, his partner is out like a light, just as he had predicted.

"I CANNOT believe you're making me do this Jayce." Viktor exclaims sarcastically.

"Viktor. Please let me get that cog for you. Just this time. Please!"

"Oh no, no, do not get up on my account." Viktor firmly dismisses as he shimmies down his cane, one hand over the other all the whilst making exaggerated groaning noises.

Jayce is practically vibrating in place. "Please! It is literally all the way under that side board. Can I just slide it out for you? You can pick it up yourself."

"Oh no, do not strain yourself!" Viktor insists, sitting himself down on the floor, one hand holding his cane up as he shoves his other arm under the side board.

"VIKTOR!" Jayce all but whines, and takes a step forward.

"Ah!" Viktor immediately reprimands. "Y/n get the spray bottle!"

You've been watching the entire scene in amusement from your desk. Quietly giggling at Viktor's ribbing and Jayce's desperation to be useful. They make a rather amusing duo.

Jayce's eyes have jumped up to you. Frozen mid-step, eyes pleading.

You grin, pointedly reaching across the gap between yours and Viktor's desks to grab said spray bottle.

On the floor, Viktor makes a triumphant noise, before straightening up and brandishing the cog above his head. "Got it!" He exclaims, before slamming the blasted thing onto the side board. Then he tries to clamber back up his cane to his feet. He is unsuccessful as his leg decides not to co-operate this time.

He sighs. "Jayce." He says heavily, "as punishment for making me get down here in the first place-"

"What?! I've literally been-"

"As reprimand for your dastardly crimes. You are obligated to offer me one hand. But ONLY one, or your punishment shall evolve into death by spray bottle." Dramatically, he holds out his hand to his exasperated partner.

In support, you give the spray bottle a little squeeze in Jayce's direction, to which he shoots you a dark look. You merely grin back.

Then Jayce offers Viktor his hand, their fingers wrapping around the others wrist. "Slow." Viktor instructs, as he readjusts his legs into the right position. Jayce nods.

Then Jayce gently pulls Viktor up as Viktor balances between his feet and his cane.

"Thank you." He says, patting Jayce on the cheek, before promptly turning on his heel to retreat back to his desk.

They're so silly, I love them so much.

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