#Prisma Writes

[prismatica-the-strange]

Graveyard Flowers | There's a Look in Your Eyes, I Know Just What that Means

Warnings: 18+, smut, fingering, oral (fem receiving), thigh riding, sex with very little plot, Beej SWEARS he's not 'in love' with Rosie.

Beetlejuice wants to play with his favorite breather, but she's too distracted by some stupid video game. He'll just have to do something to get her attention on him.

Starting spooky season off right with some nasty sex with the dear guy.

The truly scary part is the likes to reblogs ratio!

Whore by In This Moment

"You done yet?" BJ pesters and Rosie shoots a small glare at him.

"I'll be done when I'm done," She snaps, going back to her game.

He watches her click away, fingers pressing keys quickly, but the quiet doesn't last.

"How long you plan on making me wait?"

"Beetlejuice!" This has been going on for almost an hour now, and normally she'd indulge him, but she's really in the zone, "Can't you go annoy someone else for a while? I'm trying to unlock this new emote for Maul."

"Yeah? Like who? I can't get in Nik's room without his express permission, and Alice is out on a date!" He argues, leaning down next to her face, "You're the only one left."

He runs his tongue up her cheek, making her grimace as she pushes him away.

"Then find some other way to amuse yourself."

The mouse in her hand gets fuzzy and squeaks.

"You know that's not what I meant, change it back."

"Aw, cone on," He cradles the little brown mouse in his hands, "It's so much cuter this way!"

"Beetlejuice."

"Fine," It pops back where it was, same as it was before.

He huffs as he flops back on her bed, "Well what do you expect me to do? This house is fucking boring!"

"Figure it out!" She growls.

He watches her play for a little bit more, an idea forming in his head when she shifts in her chair.

The next thing she knows, she's on his lap, her back pressed against his chest. He's sitting in her computer chair with his arms around her stomach.

He doesn't move to annoy her further, so she lets it be, but then she feels one of his hands snake its way down between her legs. He snaps his fingers and her pajama pants disappear, leaving her in her loose tee and boyshorts.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"You told me to occupy myself," He shrugs, fingers quickly finding her clit through her underwear, "That's what I'm doing, entertaining myself with your pretty pussy."

"This isn't what I meant either," She feels herself flush, but she won't give him the satisfaction of distracting her, two can play this game, "Whatever, you're impossible."

He presses harder when she goes back to her game, tongue gliding up the side of her neck.

He grins when teases her hole through the, now, damp fabric and she jolts, "You like this, don't you?"

She grits her teeth, but continues ignoring him.

He hooks his finger in the front of her panties and tugs, the fabric rubbing roughly against her clit, making her whine.

"Can't ignore me if you're beggin' me to cum, dollface," He teases.

"Pervert," Her breath shallows, but she doesn't give in.

He scowls when she goes back to force-choking rebels as if nothing happened. Time to play dirty.

He snaps his fingers again and her panties slide themselves down her legs until they're hanging off one ankle. He pulls her back against him and tugs her legs apart, hooking them over the armrests of the chair.

"Beej, I can't reach the keyboard-"

He rolls his eyes and the keys to the controls pop off the board, floating within a comfortable reach with her mouse.

"There, now would you shut it?" He shakes his head when she starts typing away despite the compromising position he has her in.

He presses his fingers against her clit again, circling it a few times before teasing her hole again, "That's better, yeah? Got better access to play with your drippy cunt?"

Radio silence and he starts getting genuinely annoyed.

Her whole body tenses when the tips of his fingers vibrate against her clit for a moment.

"Yeah? You like that?" He does it again, making her jaw drop, "Of course you fucking do."

He pinches her clit with his buzzing fingers and she whimpers, her head falling back against his shoulder.

She's quick to catch herself though, taking a deep breath and trying to concentrate on her objective.

"What was that? You want 'em abusing your g-spot instead?" He chuckles, running his digits all over her slit, "I can do that, princess."

"F-fuck!" Her vision goes out of focus for a moment when he slides his fingers inside her, still vibrating as he scissors them before seeking out-

"There it is," He laughs when her hips buck, "Aw, but now you're little clitty looks so sad that she's bein' ignored. Here, lemme just..."

She feels his tongue stretch down beneath the collar of her shirt, teasing her nipples before sliding down to lap at her already sensitive clit.

"Beej..." She chokes out, trembling in his hold. She cries out louder when the tip of his tongue starts vibrating too, her back arching.

She barely registers what's happening before she cums.

"Fuck- Beetlejuice!"

His tongue works faster.

"Beetlejuice!" She screams again when he doesn't let up. Hell, he starts finger fucks her harder, just to hear it again, "Beetlejuice!"

There it is. The only good thing he gets out of this whole stupid arrangement, getting to hear her chant his name like a prayer when he forces another orgasm out of her without getting banished.

His tongue retracts into his mouth and he moans when the taste of her slick fills his mouth, "That's my nasty girl."

His fingers stop vibrating as he eases her through her high. She shudders when he pulls out, knees falling back together as he laps at his fingers.

Suddenly she's sat by herself and he's lounging on her bed.

"Consider me entertained," He says between sucking her cum off his fingers, "You can go back to your game now."

"Wh- Beej!"

"Yeeees, darlin'?" He smirks at her.

She forces herself out of the chair, wobbling dangerously when she realizes she can't really feel her legs, "Shit-"

"Careful!" He sneers, appearing beside her to keep her upright, "Don't need you dentin' that empty head'a yours."

She's been long since disconnected from her server, but she doesn't care. She's content being cum drunk and held up by him.

"Exactly," He chuckles, "Come on, let's lay you down before you hurt yourself.

She pulls him into bed with her, ignoring his grumbles of protest when she snuggles in against his chest.

"Yeah whatever," He mutters, knowing he'd be flushed red if he were alive, "Get comfy why don't'cha?"

"On it," She sighs sleepily.

He snaps his fingers and her game switches over to some shitty b horror film.

About an hour in he feels he slide one leg over his hips and nuzzle closer. Then her hips shift, and his face breaks into a wicked grin.

"Is that right?"

She whimpers at his teasing, softly grinding against his thigh.

"Just a lil' sex pest, huh?" He laughs, pressing himself against her cunt, "Can't get enough, can ya?"

She grips the striped lapel of his jacket, eyes squeezing shut. Her little sighs of pleasure make his chest swell. Damn, does he love his perverted little breather.

Well, not love per se, I mean, he loves Lydia, but... he's definitely extremely fond of her and her delightfully pervy ways.

"Don't stop, girlie," He places his hand encouragingly on the small of her back, his nails digging into her skin, "That's it..."

She gasps when she rocks her hips particularly hard, her whole body shaking.

She's warm in his hold, fuck he loves feeling her burning face on his chest.

He tugs her on top of him, pushing his thigh up between her legs. She moans at the feeling and he pulls her face up to meet his, licking into her open mouth.

"Babygirl, you're soakin' my pants," He grins, biting at her bottom lip, "Had my tongue all over that pussy earlier, you want it down your throat now?"

Her eyes light up at that, and he grips her cheeks, forcing her mouth open to slither an abnormally long tongue down her throat.

His free hand grinds her down on his thigh, chuckling when she shudders at the added stimulation.

She's so pretty when she lets him use her like this, even prettier when she uses him right back.

He's so lost in her fucked out expression he almost doesn't notice her tapping his chest for air.

"Heh, sorry 'bout that," He presses his forehead to hers as she sucks in deep breaths, "Must'a gotten caught up in the moment."

She just surges forward to press kiss him, her lips parting to delve her tongue in his mouth this time, one hand roughly gripping his hair to keep him close.

Okay, maybe... MAYBE he loves her... just a little bit! I mean, come on. How is he not supposed to fall for her when her response is to kiss him like that.

He doesn't taste good, and she hates that she's used to it.

She groans when he holds her close in turn, his grip tight on the back of her neck.

By the time she's humped herself out she's exhausted, and he has no problem letting her fall asleep on his chest. Even if it means he has to clean her up and redress her with his powers.

She's heavy on his chest and he can feel every breath, every little twitch. He runs his fingers through her hair and she nuzzles closer in her sleep.

"Think I'm getting in a bit too deep here," He mutters to himself, "... Shit."

[alacetor-the-duckies-deer]

Got myself deep in the gut-wrenching feels right before work. How am I supposed to go act normal for 7 hours???

My blorbo's are falling in deep, all consuming life changing love, and you want me to perform for the capatalism???

[project-prisma]

Do you like Project SEKAI, music and OCs? Do you want to find a creative space where you can talk with other artists?

Introducing Project Prisma: NIJI NO SEKAI!!

It's a fan made project inspired by Project SEKAI that takes place in the same universe. We strayed a little from the original pattern: not counting the Vocaloids, we have created 42 original characters to form five main groups and five side groups. Our goal is to create a fun project and a safe space for everyone.

A little intro for our main groups!

ἁρμονίαι έν τῇ νυκτί (Harmonies in the Night): "to embrace the darkness inside you"; an online group dedicated to showing everyone the depressing side of existence.

Clock Orchestra: "to find solace in the warmth of a friend"; a trio who just wants to have fun and share their music despite their differences.

NeoИxWrath: "to despise today's society"; a group of young actors who all hold something against society.

Up!coming SprinG: "to learn how to follow your dreams"; a slightly out of the ordinary idol group who wants everyone to follow their dreams, no matter how strange or impossible they may seem.

Re-tied Red Ribbon: "to accept yourself"; a group of childhood friends who desperately want to see the beautiful things in life and bring hope to everyone.

Obviously this doesn't say much about the actual depth of the story, as it's just the general themes.

But! For this project to continue, we need lots of people! We need:

•Voice actors

•Writers

•Artists

•Beta readers

•Music arrangers

•VSynth owners / vocal tuners

•Video editors and 3D animators

•Anyone who knows how to use Ren'py

•Did I mention voice actors?

•Original musicians/composers

Congrats on having scrolled this far! Are you interested? If you wish to join you can apply in this form.

Have a good day!

[waroftheposes]

so I watched Prisma the tv show and then I went on ao3 and tell me why there are only like 5 English fics for this show

[goodyeartheshippycat]

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply (see additional tags)

Relationships: Ethos/Phobos, Deimos/Praxis

Summary: A modern-setting AU in which Jules (Phobos) the high-strung Londoner visits the Scottish countryside for some relaxation and has a meet-cute with Aidan (Ethos) the sheep farmer while en route to the B&B where he is staying. Sheep-related antics ensue. Somehow, against all odds, Jules leaves his heart at the gateway to the Highlands.

Your eyes do not deceive you, friends. The link preview does say "Chapter 16", but I have not skipped a chapter. This is indeed Chapter 15 (the final chapter!) of Scottish AU, but the fic on AO3 has been rearranged to add a new chapter 1, which is a gorgeous cover image I commissioned from @prismatic-cannon in celebration of finally finishing my magnum opus. For ease of viewing, you can see the cover image in its full glory here on tumblr, too!

Here's some self-indulgent looking back on a list of things I didn't know when I started writing Scottish AU:

That between my career taking off and developing what was for a long time diagnosed as a chronic overuse injury (and turned out to be osteoarthritis with a side of mild tendonitis & tenosynovitis) it would take me more than 6 years to finish the first fic/arc of the longer story I'd planned out sob sob

That Scottish Romance is, in fact, a surprisingly large subgenre (I'm not generally a reader of published romance novels)

That JKR bankrolled the anti-independence campaign prior to the 2014 referendum (what a cunt, aye?)

Exactly how Brexit would play out and whether or not it would spur another indyref in short order

That a global pandemic would dash my plans to return to Scotland in 2020 (and every year of the new decade since) once I finally:

a) wasn't completely skint and would have cash to do all the touristy shit

b) was allowed to drink again and would be able to actually enjoy all the glorious whisky

Now to have a wee dram in celebration of my longest ongoing fic finally being completed! Thank you to everyone who read even a chapter of it or cheered me on or sent me stupid sheep fucking jokes. And thank you from the bottom of my heart to all the readers who have stuck around and actually read the whole mess from start to finish. I adore every single one of you!

If I one day get around to writing the other arcs I originally outlined for this fic, they will be new fics and I’ll put them into a series. But for now, this is where our tale ends <3

And yes, readers with keen memories will clock the inspiration for part of this chapter from something I reblogged many moons ago. Thanks Vi <3

[ohnoitspheo]

Ok so big news about Prismatic! 🎉

I’ve thought long and hard about it and the whole Angel and lizard thing doesn’t make any sense. So I’ve decided to make everyone human. 💃 Enjoy the new redesigns!

APRIL FOOLS!

P-please put the tomatoes down…

[nicoite]

Music video script assignment I had for class, but I obviously inserted my ALNST OCs into it because of The parasites

[muse-hub]

Wanting to write fanfiction but...

I've tried in the past to write fanfiction, and I've never finished one. I end up stopping a few chapters in for one reason or another, and now I want to write again however I'm afraid that if I start what I want to write that I will just do it again cause I have nobody to prod me into "hey you should do the thing you want to do" Executive dysfunction is fucking hard to deal with especially in tandem with anxiety and nobody to help you with it. I don't even have a proofreader. It'd be really nice to have that, but I've got literally one friend, and they have their own shit to deal with... Not sure if this is a call for a proofreader, asking for a friend, or coauthor, or just bitching about my situation but here it is. I wanna write a Madoka Magica self-insert/sort of crossover with the Kaleid Liner Prisma Illya cause there's literally one crossover for that and it's long since dead.

[lucent-nargacuga]

The Snow Queen and the Winter Star

A short but sweet 12-chapter fanfic set in the Kirby universe featuring my OC Celesta Knight and @startistdoodles' OC Prisma Knight! Takes place before the Astral Birth event.

Content warning: contains mentions of violence, injury, and death.

Introduction and chapter release dates below the cut!

After arriving in Dreamland, being confronted by Meta Knight and barely surviving the resulting battle, a mysterious traveller – Celesta Knight – flees into one of the forested regions of the land and later finds herself on death’s door once again. Fortunately, Prisma Knight finds the stranger by chance and rescues her…

Shenanigans ensue!

Chapter 1: Alone was released on Friday, April 14th, and can be found here.

Chapter 2: Finding a mysterious stranger was released on Friday, April 21st, and can be found here.

Chapters 3 & 4 will be announced when they are close to completion.

[turtle-trash]

After I made this I actually looked it up and apparently corvids don’t actually have a sort of attraction to shiny things but honestly I’m just gonna have him like shiny things anyways. Giving this bird autism one drawing at a time am I rite fellas

[prisma knight belongs to @startistdoodles ]

[prismatica-the-strange]

I Can't pick a title for my next fic

Our Song - The Spill Canvas

Final Days - Ben Thornewill

Hometown - We Are the Guests

Let's Walk Into the Ocean - Morningsiders

House a Habit - We Are the Guests

The Weight of Many Winters - Graeme James

Now and Forever - Barry Manilow

[lily-of-the-flame]

If one of my posts about my WIPs got to 10k notes I think I could live with that. For example, this post:

It has a bunch of relevant links that could come in handy. Or this one:

Which should motivate you to give feedback.

Alternatively this post could get notes and direct people to those other posts.

Unfortunately, very few of my WIP posts get notes.

Any ideas?

As a reward for reading all of this, you get a summary of chapter one of Prisma:

*Ahem* Jade did something stupid and was arrested. Shortly before her execution, god broke her out of prison. Then she robbed him.

[rainarainbows]

Short Story from my universe PR

@shadow-gray-5341 here some of my writing

The year was 1969, setting is at a court building within New York and it’s midnight.

Harry Walker had headed out on the rooftops to get some fresh air. He then taken a whisky jar from his hand and stared at it.

“Do I need you?” Question Harry to himself.

Harry then frown as he then was startle and heard a crow. Harry had look up to see an actually crow. The crow then flew in the air as it landed on the bar of the rooftops and stared at Harry. Harry then giggled.

“Who would put glasses on a crow?” Question Harry.

“Oi, I would!” Said the crow with a chuckle.

Harry’s eyes then widened as he stared at the whiskey jar and blink multiple times then back at the crow.

“Don’t bloody worry not the whiskey.” Said the crow.

Harry then look back at the whisky jar in his left hand, he then look back at the crow but to see a human.

“Crow McCartney?” Question Harry with a small smile on his face.

“Been a bloody time hasn’t it?” Question Crow as their black wings spread out and was in her crow form. He then transform more into a humanoid form. Crow then had step down from the edge of the rooftops and given Harry a happy look.

——-

Flash Back

Harry giggle as Crow grab Harry’s hand and the two hid behind the bleachers.

“Ya sure?” Question Crow as he fix his ginger curls.

“Y-yeah!” Said Harry as he blush.

The two were 17, Crow and their sister Rowan were now going to the school in Iowa instead of California where they live. The two could do this since they could teleport back from Iowa to California.

“Ya-“ Said Crow.

“Just kiss me!” Said Harry with joy.

Crow then had grab Harry’s face as Crow kissed Harry’s lips. Crow then let go and Harry frown.

“Wh-what?” Question Crow.

“Why you stop?” Question Harry with a small giggle as he blush.

“Oh.” Said Crow with a smirk and giggle.

Crow then lean down to Harry and kiss Harry’s lips once again.

Harry was young and confused but not anymore once he kiss Crow’s, Crow McCartney lips.

——-

Flash Back Over

Harry’s eyes bink muplite nb. times once again as he blush, Crow then notice this and blush back.

“You stalking me, McCartney?” Question Harry which he was a little drunk but still his normal self or well somewhat.

“No, my sister works here.” Said Crow.

Crow then tilt their head as they saw the whisky jar and place his hand on it, she then realized their hand was now touching Harry’s.

The two then blush as Harry’s head park up and saw hearts in Crow’s eyes.

“You now drink, espically on working hours?” Question Crow with a frown.

“I-I.” Said Harry.

“I, what?” Question Crow.

“I thought it help me, scared of the insane asylum.” Said Harry as tears form into his eyes.

“Don’t ya remember I told ya how nice and high tech the immortal realm is?” Question Crow as they cupped Harry’s face.

Harry blush, his face turning beat red. But he then smiled, Crow smiled as he miss those crooked buck teeth of Harry’s. Crow wanted to say the words but they thought it was too soon.

Harry then place the whisky jar on the edge bar of the rooftops, his hand reaching for Crow’s hand. Their hands now finally touching as Harry lean his forehead agaisnt Crow’s forehead which he had to get on his tippy toes.

“Miss you.” Said Harry as he let a drunken hiccuped out.

Crow then blushed as he look down at Harry’s freckle face.

“I’m sorry.” Groan Harry.

Crow let out a small giggle then spoken.

“For what?” Question Crow.

“For forgetting of the immortal realm and your words, your beautiful words.” Said Crow.

“Are you a poet?” Giggle Harry as he question Crow.

“Sadly no, but I do miss ya as well.” Said Crow.

“Yeah?” Question Harry.

“Of bloody course!” Said Crow.

“Crow? Kiss me!” Said harry as he pouted at Crow while looking up at Crow.

“Thought you never ask!” Gigggle Crow as he cupped Harry’s face and kiss his lips.

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

when i finish these commissions, i'm writing one piece fic. it's been long enough and my one piece phase has been revitalized. i need to write out all the love i have for portgas d ace that i have had since i was a kid fjdsnfkdjfn it needs to get out my system

[quelsentiment]

important news

[prismatic-starstuff]

after all, why shouldn't i?

why shouldn't I write about Astarion laying naked in the sunlight he would normally be burning in and stroking himself to the climax he normally wouldn't be able to achieve and feeling so satisfied and boneless and pleasantly overwhelmed by that climax that he pisses all over himself and just lets it happen and enjoys it because he's free and he can and no-one's going to tell him otherwise