#big bang sorting

[brown-bear-64]

Honestly the best way I can describe the 2nd season of Arcane is written by extremely competend writers who bit off way more than they could chew. Especially in that short of a timeframe.

It's possible that it was a higher up decision for future League shows, but the focus on the Black Rose & magic worldbuilding took away focus from the core cast and the narrative of 2 cities/sisters opposed to one another. They desperately needed at least 3 more episodes

The writers are competent, but they made some deliberate choices I don't like and pulled focus from things I believe they should've left in focus. It feels like the entire narrative of the show got changed between seasons, and maybe it was always the intention and I should rewatch the entire show front-to-back without a massive hiatus in-between them for me to get it, but from my current standing... It could've been more, and the things that they did focus on and give time to were really good. It's just that the show lost its priorities and primary narrative along the way

[gbirrd]

5/9 - Damian Wayne-Al Ghul tarot card designs for Complete Candor by @vexfulfolly as part of the @batfam-big-bang

Read the fic here!

Other cards:

1-Babs 2-Cass 3-Bruce 4-Tim 5-Damian 6-Jason 7-Duke 8-Steph 9-Dick

Image IDs

Image 1:

A design of the "Justice" tarot card. It has the texture of recycled paper and reads "JUSTICE". A symbol of a rabbit and a wolf is visible behind the numeral "XI".

Damian Wayne-Al Ghul stands facing forwards in his Robin uniform. He is holding a glowing set of golden scales in his left hand and has wide pupil-less white eyes. A yellow bat-symbol is partially visible behind him.

Image 2:

A design of the "Justice" tarot card. It has the texture of recycled paper and reads "JUSTICE" upside-down. A symbol of a rabbit and a wolf is visible behind the numeral "XI".

A young Damian Wayne-Al Ghul stands facing foward in his assassin uniform. He holds a bloodied sword up in his right hand. His left fist and face both have blood splattered on them. He has narrowed pupil-less white eyes and a glowing spiky green crown framing his head. Green claws reach towards him from above his head and drip green down into a dark blood-red background. The entire card is upside-down.

[knifesxedge]

OUT OF CURIOSITY. would there be interest in a Danger Days Big Bang? i’ve never hosted an event of that size & would probably be looking for a co-mod with some experience BUT. i know we have talented artists and writers in this community and i feel like we might benefit from an organized event :]

[blackberrysummerblog]

Thank you for the tags @monbons! And to @brilla-brilla-estrellita and @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for the tags on Wednesday. I’ve given up on ever being able to not describe a week as having been crazy busy, but I will say every time I get a tag I’m startled that it’s Wednesday/Sunday already. This year has gone so fast!

Anyway, I do have a little to share from my COBB with @rimeswithpurple, whose artwork is currently the wallpaper for both my phone and my ipad. I’ll add that the character in next chapter’s banner is just so cute I can’t get over it. Here’s a little Dev POV from Baz’s shop:

“I’m stressed,” I say, pointing to the word calming on the label.

The git actually rolls his eyes at me. “For skin. It’s calming for your skin,” he says, snatching the bottle up. “Like, redness? Irritation?”

“If it calms irritants, maybe you should put some on,” I reply coolly, leaning back in the large window seat at the front of the shop and crossing my arms. “Go on, Neal. Slather your whole self in it.”

Shepard sucks in a breath but Gareth snickers. Good man. I slide my eyes toward where Baz is perusing some book at the register, either accounting for inventory or reviewing a recipe, I can’t be sure.

“My name is Niall,” Niall seethes, his complexion taking on an interesting colour as he looks me up and down. It feels unpleasant, like he’s taking a measurement that’s coming up gravely short. I can’t imagine why, though. I look as good as ever today, in spite of feeling utterly knackered. My hair is shiny and lying perfectly as usual, and I’m wearing skintight leather trousers with a long-sleeved sheer top in a shade of blue that particularly flatters me, unbuttoned down to there. I narrow my eyes at Niall and return the judgement in spades. He looks sickly, and his otherwise lovely thick hair is pulled up into a bun that’s giving grandmotherly vibes. His eyes are a muddy shade of blue that can only mean he’s tried to spell the colour, and I’d bet my left big toe that whatever hue of brown they are in reality would suit him much better.

I also did a little writing (finally!) for The Field Trap, which is a sequel to Field Trip of Dreams. This is Possibelf’s POV :)

Davy doesn’t even look up as they push their way through the line to stand in front of him. “Simon, Basilton,” he says as he checks off their names. “I trust you boys kissed and made up.” If he hears the rest of the class tittering, he gives no indication.

The Pitch boy smirks like the cat who got the cream. “We did indeed, sir,” he replies.

“Good,” Davy says in a tone that implies they should move along and climb aboard the coach, but Simon is clearly building up a head of steam. He’s gone red in the face and although he hasn’t started smoking yet, that’s what’s always next when it comes to Basil. I take a deep breath with the intent to diffuse the situation, but before I can open my mouth, Simon has turned to Basil and taken him by the back of the neck.

I hope everyone has a great week! No-pressure tags to: @palimpsessed, @thewholelemon, @hushed-chorus, @artsyunderstudy, @nausikaaa, @larkral, @cutestkilla, @stardustasincocaine, @letraspal, @valeffelees, @tender-ministrations, @mooncello, @youarenevertooold, @imagineacoolusername, @shrekgogurt, @iamamythologicalcreature, @j-nipper-95, @aristocratic-otter, @facewithoutheart, @beastmonstertitan, @drowninginships, @stitchy-queerista, @bookish-bogwitch, @asocialpessimist, @ic3-que3n, @raenestee, @arthurkko, @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists, @alexalexinii, @fiend-for-culture, @ileadacharmedlife, @supercutedinosaurs, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @shutup-andletme-go, @roomwithanopenfire, @forabeatofadrum, @prettygoododds @orange-peony, @c0nsumemy5oul and anyone else who’d like to share!

[chipsncookies]

More supe 💜

[art--harridan]

[Image description: A digital drawing of Elizabeth Shelley and Jeffrey Franken from the film Frankenhooker. Elizabeth has her arm, which is coming loose from its stitches, draped around Jeffrey. This hand holds a beaker still for him, which is full of a glowing blue liquid. Her other hand holds a bag of Super Crack rocks to her side. She's wearing Jeffrey's head mirror, and gazing at him fondly. Jeffrey has the frankensteined female body he has at the end of the film, but he's dressed in his medical scrubs. One of his hands uses a pipette to drop more of the liquid into the beaker, while the other holds a match beneath it. He is focused on Elizabeth instead of the chemical process, looking lovingly up at her. Their poses are greatly entwined. Sparks of lightning, the same colour as the liquid, come off of the pair. Some sparks take the shape of love hearts. They are coloured in warm tones. There is a deep pink background.]

Inktober - Day 28 (Jumbo)

Film - Frankenhooker (Frank Henenlotter, 1990)

[chromatic-casino]

@dghdabigbang 2024 post! Bit late to making a post but I've had chapter 1 out for a bit and chapter 2 is up now!

@goatyoat, the artist, will be posting his half later. They did an amazing job and you should give them a follow!

Anyway, here's The Universe Is (Not) Trying To Test You on AO3. Our work focused on Hugo Friedkin and uses a format borrowed from another media, so I hope you enjoy (warnings in tags).

[novafire-is-thinking]

TF Big Bang 2023 Preview

Introspection. Philosophy. Strategy. Vision.

These are some of the things I had in mind for Soundwave and Prowl in my @tf-bigbang fic, which will be posted to AO3 September 22nd - 24th.

My idea was to throw my two favorite tactical geniuses into a story and see where I could take things. It remains to be seen whether they’ll leave the world better or worse than they found it, but for now, I’m just having fun setting things in motion.

DEATH OF THE PHOENIX, RETURN OF THE WOLF

MEGATRON’S PLACE IN THE DECEPTICON DREAM HAS EXPIRED. SOUNDWAVE REFUSES TO LOOK BACK. THE AUTOBOTS MAY HAVE WON THE WAR, BUT HE IS DETERMINED TO SECURE A PLACE FOR HIMSELF IN CYBERTRON’S FUTURE. HE DOESN’T INTEND TO ALLOW HIMSELF TO BE DERAILED AGAIN.

PROWL KNOWS BETTER THAN TO EXPECT A WARM WELCOME. HE MAY HAVE ANSWERED THE CALL TO RETURN HOME, BUT HE LOST SIGHT OF THE MEANING OF “HOME” A LONG TIME AGO. AND HE’S MORE THAN FINE WITH THAT. HE TELLS HIMSELF THAT CYBERTRON STILL NEEDS HIM, BUT UNFORTUNATELY, NO ONE TOLD CYBERTRON.

CYBERTRON’S GREATEST MIND READER MEETS ONE OF CYBERTRON’S GREATEST MINDS. NEITHER KNOWS WHAT EXACTLY TO EXPECT OF THE OTHER.

BOTH HAVE THEIR SHARE OF SECRETS.

BOTH THINK THEY KNOW WHAT’S BEST FOR THEMSELVES AND THE WORLD.

AND NEITHER ONE OF THEM IS WANTED.

A sneak peek of the amazing art piece for the second part above, done by the wonderful @seafl0wrz:

Fic preview text below the cut:

[PART ONE]

Satisfied, Ratchet placed one of his hands firmly on Soundwave’s upper left arm.

Before Ratchet could proceed, Soundwave caught his wrist with a tentacle, blocking the grinder from going anywhere near its intended target. Ratchet froze.

⟪⟪ No. ⟫⟫

Everyone looked up at the sound of Soundwave’s voice. It was an old recording, but it caught their attention all the same.

Recovering from his shock, Ratchet spoke. “All I’m doing is removing your insignias. Nothing more.”

⟪⟪ No. ⟫⟫

Unsure of what to do, Ratchet looked to Optimus, a silent plea in his gaze.

The Prime came over to Ratchet’s work area and stood to Soundwave’s right, assessing the situation up close.

“Soundwave,” he began. “May I ask—what is the nature of your refusal? The war is over. I assumed you would renounce the Decepticon Cause upon your retrieval.”

Silence.

***

[PART TWO]

Movement outside caught Prowl’s eye.

The dark form of Soundwave loomed in the hangar entrance. A sense of trepidation came over Prowl.

Noticing the direction of Prowl’s gaze, Optimus turned around.

“Soundwave. While you were out, Ratchet and I received a call from Bumblebee. Prowl was sent to us.” Optimus looked from one to the other. “I assume you remember each other.”

As if I could ever forget The Sparkeater, thought Prowl.

Without a word, Soundwave approached with the same slow, measured gait Prowl remembered so well.

The three of them stood silently, none of them daring to speak.

If being in the same room as Wheeljack made Prowl uneasy, being sized up by Soundwave was many times more unnerving. He tried not to show it.

Even though Prowl had thought he was mentally prepared to reacquaint himself with the former de facto second-in-command of the Decepticons, he felt oddly exposed. He had a feeling things were going to get…interesting.

And Prowl hated this kind of interesting.

[howdidthisevenhappenanyway]

somehow a miracle has happened and I have some fics already finished for foxquin week

pray to the feeling-brave-for-posting gods that they’ll smile at me when the time comes!

putting this here just for me to keep track

Day 1 "I'll buy you time" or soulmate meeting maybe? still deciding.

Day 2 Undercover/undercover as civilians —finished

Day 3 “Technically it wasn't on fire" "Of course it wasn't on fire! You completely blew it up!" Wing AU —started

Day 4 Culture sharing/multicultural relationships —honestly faffing because there are so many things I could do for this one

Day 5 "I found him in the dumpster" —mostly done

Day 6 BAMF Quinlan and Fox Migraines/chronic pain —finished

Day 7 Quinlan as Guard general from the start —started

[marnz]

actually though, your fics are so good?? i go back and read homo, fuge semi annually when i need to feel something,, life changing

🙈😭 thank you so much, this is so kind of you! I have difficulty with compliments, thus the delay but this really made my week. I’m soooooooo happy you enjoyed homo, fuge. I really loved writing it. it’s such a personal fic and honestly kind of a leap of faith since it’s post canon and not otp compliant and all about depression so I’m always really touched by people who read it and loved it 💖💞 thanks for being such a sweetheart! 💜

[puppyeared]

save me old flipnote studio MVs.......

[grace-williams-xo]

I have literally hundreds of downloaded fics on my phone (all sorted into fandom, sometimes by ship and length as well) but I don’t download until after I’ve finished reading it and I really liked it SO I think it’s time I stopped gatekeeping.

Drop requests here or in my asks for any fic recs! All lengths, all genres, all ratings, lots of ships. Be as specific or vague as you want. Mostly gay but there’s some straight lmao. (Gay/straight ratio also depends on the fandom).

Fandoms:

5SOS

One Direction

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Suits

The Big Bang Theory

Hawaii Five-0

The Marvellous Mrs Maisel

Hollywood

The Politician

Fellow Travellers

White Collar

Bridgerton

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

In wild news, Adams said in an interview that Jai is stronger than a Kryptonian?? So.... Uh... Not sure what's up with that tbh

[storkmuffin]

Okayyyy no. Maybe not.

[artistocrazy]

When the safety manager or whoever manages these things will not allow you to bring an actual cannon into the auditorium to fire blank rounds for musical aesthetics and you have no choice but to improvise

[lupismaris]

Some times you're just tying your shitty mullet up as best you can (it's bad y'all) to wash your face and when you look up a ghost is looking back at you in the bathroom mirror