#beautiful static

[skycitiesandtheforsaken]

Been forever and a day since I've posted anything here, so here's just a quick dump of some of the work I've done. Doesn't look like much, because it's only a fraction of it, but we've got some stuff going on! Watermark major because reasons.

We've got long hair and short hair protag choices, we've got four of the character portraits, and we've got walk sprites!

[lil-lemon-snails]

He just thinks you're neat :) ✨

[verum-artifex]

Shockwave Series

[lobsterfork]

“You think I’m beautiful?” Raju pressed, coming closer. 

here's a quick doodle from The Tiger And The Snake by RamBheem (Daphne_Bassett) that does not even begin to do this incredible fic justice.

[stormbreaker-290]

Ca n

Can someone just

Can I pretty please be rid of my booba I don't want tgem-

[floccusmarimo]

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[relativelydimensional]

not to oldmanyellsatcloud.jpeg BUT people who don't want body swaps, curses, and other fanfic level crack in ourskyy 2 fundamentally misunderstand the point of ourskyy.

[honeydjarin]

These comparisons kept me up all night, I had to make a Venn diagram

[mostly-pizzatower-stimblog]

HI UM can you do a stimboard of Theodore from the White Noise AU......... (@pizza-tower-white-noise-au) I'm the mod from there please and ty 🙏🙏

Of course! Theo in your au seems like a pathetic cat! /lh /aff!

TW! Real and Fake Gore/Brain and Medical Themes, we well as Flashing Lights!

White Noise Theodore Stimboard!

📺 | 🟡 | 📺 🟡 | :0) | 🟡 📺 | 🟡 | 📺

[lovebunnie]

showtime release the fellow travelers bts or blooper reel NOW i need a resurgence so all the unfinished fics can rise from the dead please

[witchinatree]

"sometimes you gotta change, even when you dont want to. even when it hurts" - trucker in a81 left of the dial 'trucker's atlas' god im so sick of having the most hard hitting lines come out of nowhere like guys i was not ready for that!! i was not ready for the sentient truck that i barely understand to say the deepest shit ever!!!

[captainkurosolaire]

Unsheathe, Heart

Abscission cascaded cherry-blossoms dropping onto piles; translating change, twinkles of stars; wishes of hope shot through enchanted lavender-night skies. A resonator soul was undergoing, these stories. An unlikely-dark figure cloaked of shadow, clutched a helpless flower remaining stalwart in fetal position, blows suffering in defense. Ire disappoint encompass the feature of an Eastern Handler. His Blade served dysfunctional, flawed, it wouldn't slice in the direction appointed any-longer. All because of a woman who interfered with its cruel-temperament.

Another violent penalty-kick unleashed to punish insubordination, sending the compromised once-formidable, Death-Dealer on his back, only further fury surfaced from the Don, revelation's showed leather-gloves clasping delicately a Sakurasou willing to give life for it, forsake steel to wield that?!!' Intolerable... Blasphemy! Jewelry digit's of wealth, reached and grasped a hilt-blade, time for execution...

Unconfined-steel slid outside its cover. The Esteemed One, uttered his grievances, "I your Maker, failed. As-such, I'll dismantle that worthless dishonored stain you've come to become!!!" Plunging an attempted horizontal strike for impaling the prone, Seeker. Sole-boots of the feline, still managing his fight intersected pausing the steel-between feet, preventing his death for a momentarily-time, only glancing strands of raven-locks befell; rolling off dexterously his shoulders, to a kip-up. Spitting a loose tooth towards his aggressor. Golden-star-orbs enclosed-in those of Ancient heritage... Truesight, reigned. The Don's relentless attack followed, but this pest continued dodges until they reached a wall. In a quick-turn of his movement, he'd stuff the flower's stem between his mouth, romantically; death in life were one-of-body. Then springboard-kick off the wall, landing behind his enemy. A deathly-slash vertically attempted to cleave cat-folk's head from shoulder, those pesky-eyes, foresaw! Rozan the Star, felt sharpness ache throughout himself but his trained-experience plunged it down, utilizing that ability, gravely could-be costly. He tucked and leaped a headbutt to the jaw of his Handler came, in that disruption. Honzo knew too well, danger of being too close against this level-of-assassin. Wind of death on his nape, he leapt back fearfully. The Lion Shadow revealed his intentions to have these motion's play-out, controlling the battle. Fetching with agility his discarded Uchigatana. Both men knew the next strike; would be the other's fatal departure. ...There's a moment, An Instance... When a depleted, beaten-spirit can utilize a legendary stance... If the conditions are met, dire. Divergence of soul's twisted corridors are realigned. Selected individual's who acquire this of our Realm... Historically analog throughout fabled-legends. God-slayers, Proven mythical rulers, They. Slice. Destiny. This Flower... This Breathe... Her... Broke-throughout his remaining conscious, into a singular flush.. Serenity.

Both took sword-stance. Eyes closed, feet prepared their flight.

[Limit-Break] <"Thousand Shadow-Petals; Sing!"> Written to soul-engraving Hingashi lettering, fate was slashed. The opposing men, were now across each in an instant. As if Light itself, sound, was erased. The Sun Shadow dropped to a knee seemingly defeated. Yet drew his sword-back to embroidered scabbard. Don Honzo, Manufacturer of Black Miracles hues watered, "Ninety-Eight Shadows will hear this..." "...Peace was just a w-wish." Coherently was allowed to say his omen-prophecy, before a thousand-miniature slices, cuts, revealed from the invisible, rupturing through his body in a torrent. A magnificent brutal-display, slain by grim-petals. True Power is when weak and strong; kiss. Wielding the magenta flower betwixt fingers. Time to report this contract, fulfilled.

[Prev:Chapter]: I Blade - Choose ~ ♪"If We Being Real"♪

[lumiereandcogsworth]

[nivienne-grovant]

Glamtober Day 26 - Hand or Land

"When you said you said I should come see something fun I didn't think it would be some stupid rock. I should have just stayed in Aloalo."

[topnotchquark]

There has been talk that Daniel left Renault to go to McLaren because of internal politics and a messy management dynamic in the team but no. The real reason Daniel left was because he understood that a driver-team principal dynamic filled to the brim with salacious, beautiful nosed, sad honey-amber eyed, olive skinned, authentic Mediterranean sexual tension that he shared with Cyril would simply have broken the space time continuum. Him sticking around with Cyril who obviously deeply loved him would have been too much. Which is why he had to uproot himself and sign up to be in that shitbox papaya with that ugly fraud Mak Frown. Daniel did that so the scales of the universe don't tip due to all that collective beauty being in one place.

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

obsessed with their different reactions to being called starcrossed lovers